Still, he was a Presented Scholar.
Tribute Scholar, Presented Scholar, Associate Presented Scholar.
The Fourth Rank examiner looked somewhat askance. Yu Lü's scholarship was beyond reproach and well-deserved, but Fang Xi was so unrestrained and radical that he ought to have failed. Even if he received grace, it should have been as an Associate Presented Scholar; how did he manage to enter the Second Class?
Was it purely because of this connection with the Imperial Grandson?
Was this not going a bit too far? It was bad for the reputation of both the Imperial Examinations and the Imperial Grandson.
Qian Wei also furrowed his brow, but after thinking it over, he remained silent. Perhaps this was an act of harmony between the Emperor and the Imperial Grandson. Compared to that, a mere Presented Scholar—if they wanted to give it, they gave it.
After the Emperor made his selections, he seemed quite satisfied and ordered, "Although it is getting late, I want to see these two men. Tell the Imperial City to delay locking the gates by one hour."
"Go and convey the decree," he said to the Fourth Rank examiner.
"Yes!"
The Fourth Rank examiner saluted and retired, backing up a few steps before he finally turned to go out, filled with a sense of lingering emotion.
A long time had passed since his own imperial examinations, yet even after all these years, he could still recall the scene of taking the exams back then.
Logically speaking, Fang Xi's essay should not have been selected, but a person's fortune was simply like this—all things are determined by fate, and not a whit by oneself!
Who told this Fang Xi to be a former classmate of the Imperial Grandson, catching the Emperor's eye?
Although there were some matters behind this that