Yan Ling took out a wolf brush.

"Number One Divine Immortal, please show your spirit quickly!" He murmured, dipped in ink, and began to answer the paper.

From this moment on, Yan Ling's expression became extremely serious, and he started writing on the test paper with a pen.

The spring festival was not over yet, and many candidates could not hold on anymore and fainted and were carried out of the examination room.

As long as the remaining candidates persist and hand in their exam papers, they will have already beaten many others.

Chu Huan persisted until the end.

But when he left the examination room, he seemed to have shed a layer of skin, and his whole body had lost weight.

When Aunt Liang came to pick him up, she cried again and again.

The next step is for the examiners to mark the papers. Because Ye Siheng has to supervise the examiners, he has not been free recently and rarely met with Nan Li.

In addition, the two of them are about to get married in a few months, so according to custom, it is better to see each other less often.

The three examiners cross-checked the papers and finally selected the successful candidates, from whom the top three candidates were selected.

They all agreed that the candidate named Yan Ling had the best answer and could be the top candidate.

Emperor Mu Wu became interested. The top scholars were always disciples of famous teachers. He had never heard of Yan Ling's name.

After he read the test paper carefully, he couldn't help but say it was wonderful three times.

Yesi Heng was a little familiar with the name, so he wanted to take a look at the test paper.

But when he saw the handwriting, he frowned.

After being reminded by the chief eunuch, Emperor Mu Wu finally knew who Yan Ling was.

It turned out that they were cousins ​​of the Anyang Houfu. The family had offended the Duke of Jin, and his father was still imprisoned.

Since he couldn't deal with the Anyang Marquis Mansion, Emperor Mu Wu was determined to promote him and said: "Then let him be the one, he is a talented person."

Before the examiners said that the emperor was wise, Ye Siheng said: "Brother Emperor, there are some problems with this person's test paper. We need to check it out clearly."

"What's the problem?" Emperor Mu Wu was quite unhappy.

He thought to himself that Yesi Heng must have known Yan Ling's identity, so he said this deliberately.

"His handwriting on the test paper seems to have been seen on some year's test paper." Yesi Heng said.

Because the handwriting was so good, he was deeply impressed.

Emperor Mu Wu raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Ninth brother, do you know who Yan Ling is? Just because he doesn't deal with Anyang Houfu, you don't want him to be the number one scholar?"

"My dear brother, I don't have such thoughts. The imperial examination is to select useful talents for the court. If someone is weak but cheats and gets into the exam, wouldn't it be a disaster for the court?" Ye Siheng thought carefully, "It should be.

The test papers from six years ago were also from the top three, so I asked Brother Huang to bring them in for comparison."

The examiners looked at each other. They neither wanted to displease the Sacred Heart nor offended Yesi Heng. They were in a dilemma.

It was Prime Minister Lu who spoke up: "Your Majesty, Quanzi and Yan Ling's candidate studied together. Quanzi is a person who loves talents, but he never mentioned that Yan Ling was a talented person. This test paper is indeed doubtful. It's better to check it carefully.

Check it out to prevent others from fishing in troubled waters."

Emperor Muwu thought about it for a while, then felt a dull pain in his head.

He didn't want to think about it anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "Go and compare the previous test papers one by one. I want to see if someone is cheating or if someone is deliberately targeting you."

Everyone knew who he was talking about.

Yesi Heng stood up straight, with a calm expression on his face, not affected at all.

Prime Minister Lu sent someone to pick up the scientific examination papers of the past ten years. These examination papers were already stored in the palace archives, and the round trip only took more than half an hour.

As soon as I got the test papers back, I started searching and comparing them.

Yesi Heng was deeply impressed and asked Prime Minister Lu to look at the examination paper for the number one scholar from six years ago. It seemed that his name was Xu Zhida.

Prime Minister Lu was dubious. He found the name and took out the test paper to compare. He was instantly shocked.

"It looks like! It really looks like it!" Prime Minister Lu shouted.

Not only the handwriting, but even the pauses in some strokes are exactly the same!

Yesi Heng took a glance and thought that his memory was really good.

Although he went to the battlefield, he also loved reading, so he would read every scientific examination paper he passed every time.

Because Xu Zhida's writing and discussion were so good, he remembered it to this day.

After comparison with several other examiners, they submitted it to Emperor Mu Wu for review.

After Emperor Mu Wu saw it, he was a little surprised, and then said: "I remember this Xu Zhida. He was indeed full of knowledge, but he fell ill and died within a few years of being an official. Many people copied his calligraphy, so it is difficult to guarantee that Yan Ling

It's just a copy, it doesn't mean anything."

You know, after Yan Ling, the next person is Chu Huan.

How could he let Chu Huan become the number one scholar!

According to the rules, as soon as the number one scholar becomes an official, he will be compiled by the Hanlin Academy. It is a good official position. If he is trained in the future, he will definitely be able to join the six ministries and the cabinet.

Yesi Heng said: "Brother, don't worry, my brother has already sent someone to invite Mr. Yan to enter the palace. We will know what the truth is when the time comes."

Emperor Mu Wu gritted his teeth.

It's better to let his ninth brother sit on this dragon throne!

However, Ye Siheng's actions were reasonable and reasonable, leaving him speechless.

Not long after, Yan Ling had been taken to the imperial study room.

He was well dressed and there was nothing wrong with him, except that his face was slightly pale and his body was trembling a little.

Emperor Mu Wu glanced at him, and Yan Ling knelt down in fear and stammered: "Kowtow to the emperor!"

Emperor Mu Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a little shaken.

How could the person who wrote such an article be so cowardly?

He said slowly: "Get up. Your article is well written. I particularly appreciate your handwriting. Just write a few more sentences and let me take a look."

Yan Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was just writing, what else did he think it was.

The eunuch moved the table forward and prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yan Ling walked to the table and couldn't help but touch the jade pendant around his waist.

He picked up the pen, thinking of the number one scholar in his mind, but he was still unable to write.

Everyone watched.

But only Ye Siheng saw that a wisp of black mist came out of Yan Ling's jade pendant, trying to wrap around the pen Yan Ling was holding.

But a golden light passed by, and accompanied by a strong wind, the black mist rushed back into the jade pendant, and did not dare to come out again.

Emperor Mu Wu was impatient to wait, "How long do you have to prepare? You can't even write a few words?!"

Yan Ling trembled, his hand shook, and a few drops of ink spilled out.

"Your Majesty, you'll be fine soon, you'll be fine soon..." He kept holding the jade pendant in his left hand, wondering why the number one immortal didn't come out to help this time.

Seeing his pale complexion, Ye Siheng reminded him slowly: "You don't know that there is a magic circle in the palace, especially in this royal study room, and there will be no demons and ghosts that dare to come out to cause trouble. I'm afraid that ghost of yours, Yu Pei, can't

Came out to help you."

Yan Ling suddenly looked at Yesi Heng and quickly released his hand holding the jade pendant.

He said: "Little... I don't know what the prince is talking about."

Ye Siheng sneered: "If you don't know what I'm talking about, then quickly write a few words and let everyone see if your handwriting is the same as that on the test paper."
Chapter completed!