The palace examination was held on a vast platform. Scholars from every quarter had already gathered here, dressed in long robes and brimming with spirit, carrying the air of those who could point at mountains and rivers and shape the realm. There were men and women alike, all assembled as they awaited the start of the palace examination.
"His Highness has arrived!"
Following the loud cry, Zhao Fu emerged from one side with his entourage. Since this palace examination was rather formal, Zhao Fu wore a Black Gold Dragon-Patterned Robe, though he did not wear a crown. Aside from the palace maids behind him, Li Si, Shang Yang, Meng Haoran, Shangguan Wan'er, and Li Muqing stood at his side.
There was also Wu Zetian. She was quite familiar with the imperial examinations, since the system had risen to prominence during the Tang Dynasty. Wu Zetian had even personally established the martial examination system; whether civil or martial affairs, she could keep them firmly under control.
That was why Zhao Fu had brought her along. As a modern person, Zhao Fu was unfamiliar with such matters and knew he did not possess that capability, so he had brought many people to manage the imperial examinations together.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
Upon hearing of Zhao Fu's arrival, all the scholars knelt in unison and shouted together, their voices resounding with exceptional force.
Zhao Fu arrived beside the dragon throne placed above them. His voice carried an imposing pressure; though not loud, it rang out in every direction and bore a trace of mystery. "Rise!"
Hearing this, the countless scholars rose one after another. Some could not resist secretly lifting their heads, wanting to see what their Highness looked like. The place was now utterly quiet, everyone filled with reverence for Zhao Fu.
Afterward,