The provincial examination consisted of three sessions, lasting a total of nine days.
After each exam, you can leave and go home for one night.
The total time spent inside the examination hall was nine days and six nights.
Meanwhile, a major event was also taking place within the imperial city during the imperial examinations.
On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, the Empress went into labor.
She successfully gave birth to a baby girl weighing 6 pounds and 4 ounces.
The entire imperial city was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers to celebrate the birth of the little princess.
From then on, the Second Prince Zhao Wenqi had a new toy.
Anyway, he's still living in the Empress's palace, and he'll hang around the little princess whenever he has a chance.
He would often touch his face, change his diapers, and tell jokes to himself...
The little princess smiled at him, but it was unclear whether she understood his joke.
Since returning to Beijing, Zhao Wenqi has been writing a letter to He Youyou every few days.
With the arrival of his younger sister, his desire to share has become even stronger; he wants to write seven or eight pages a day.
You should know that when his teacher taught him to write, he could never even write half a page.
I often sit there scratching my head all day, unable to write even a beginning.
In August, the weather in Jizhou still carried a slight hint of summer heat.
He Youyou sat in the shade of a tree, reading a letter from the capital.
The letter was so bulging that it almost burst the envelope.
The letter contained incredibly detailed information.
He even wrote down clearly how many times his sister drank milk a day.
He Youyou glanced at her younger sister's birth date: August 10th.
The lunar calendar differs from the Gregorian calendar by about a month.
Is this person a Virgo?!
Hey, Virgo sister, Zhao Wenqi's in for a tough time.
After reading the letter, which was full of details, He Youyou felt obliged to reciprocate by sending a reply as well.
Her life has been less exciting than Zhao Wenqi's lately, mainly revolving around Han Wenzheng's exam.
Talking about the exam naturally led to a conversation about personal worries.
She wasn't expecting an eight-year-old to help her with her worries; she just wanted to confide in someone.
It just so happens that there is someone to confide in right in front of me.
Whether he understands it or not, it's better if he doesn't; just treat it as a confessional.
What are He Youyou's troubles?
Of course, it's still about Ahri enrolling in school.
He Youyou wrote in her letter: "It's probably going to be difficult for Ali to get into the Imperial Academy. She's too old, so they won't accept her."
Then we talked about some recent news from Jizhou and interesting stories about people around us, writing four or five pages before we finally stopped.
The letter arrived in the capital a few days later.
The second prince sent a letter without using the palace as the address; wouldn't that expose his true identity?
He handed the letter to Qin Ming, asking Qin Ming to find a private residence in the capital and mail it to He Youyou from there.
Zhao Wenqi took He Youyou's reply and showed it off to everyone he met.
Everyone just thought he was crazy and no one paid him any attention.
Anyway, the Second Prince has always been unruly and loud.
Besides, they didn't even know who He Youyou was.
However, they didn't know that someone else did.
In the entire imperial city, only the fourth imperial uncle, Prince Zhao Changqing of Yue, saw the letter and his eyes turned red with jealousy.
"He Youyou wrote you a letter?!"
"hold head high."
"show me."
Zhao Changqing didn't care whether his nephew wanted to or not, he directly snatched the letter away and looked at the handwriting on it repeatedly.
Each character has very even strokes, which cannot be achieved with a brush.
I wonder what kind of pen she used when she wrote this letter.
(The author reveals the answer: a marker.)
As Zhao Changqing read on, word by word, the corners of his mouth grew ever wider.
The letter recounted Han Wenzheng's participation in the provincial examination, and how, after the exam, some candidates broke down in tears.
He also mentioned that there are age restrictions for students at the Imperial Academy, and he was worried that Ah Li wouldn't be able to get in...
Upon seeing this, Zhao Changqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He still remembered He Youyou telling him that she wanted Ah Li to come to the capital to study at the Imperial Academy.
She also said she wanted to buy a house in Beijing...
Zhao Changqing clenched his fists secretly.
This Imperial Academy...
It is absolutely necessary.
Zhao Wenqi truly is a caring friend; upon seeing He Youyou's letter expressing her concern about not being able to attend the Imperial Academy, he also wanted to share her worries.
However, his strength was limited.
So he chose a cheat device.
Despite his busy schedule, Zhao Changheng, the cheat code expert, still managed to squeeze out time to come to Fengyi Palace to hug his little princess.
After coaxing it for a while, he reluctantly put it back and got up to return to the Hall of Diligent Governance to handle official business.
He was caught red-handed by his own second son.
"Is something the matter?"
His second son had a sly look on his face, and who knows what he was up to.
"Father..." he drawled, pleading.
He didn't want to talk to her: "Just say what you want to say, don't whine. I'm too old for this."
Seeing that he had been exposed, Zhao Wenqi simply stopped pretending and got straight to the point.
"Father, we have a new little sister. Shouldn't this be a joyous occasion for the whole country?"
Zhao Changheng squinted at him: "What are you up to now?"
"Since this is a joyous occasion, shouldn't we share the celebration with the people?"
"How do we enjoy ourselves together?"
"For example, a general amnesty?"
Zhao Changheng hadn't expected him to have this plan.
A general amnesty is no small matter.
Since ancient times, a general amnesty could only be granted when the emperor ascended the throne or when something of great influence occurred.
Whom do you wish to pardon?
Zhao Wenqi: Father, your eyes are terrifying... I don't want to pardon anyone.
"Hehe, granting a general amnesty is such a big deal, with too much impact. How could I dare to let you do it? Besides granting a general amnesty, there is an easier thing, and you can definitely help with this."
"explain."
"The age for entering the Imperial Academy is inappropriate; it's too old. Sixteen or seventeen would be just right. Father, could you issue an edict to lower the age for entering the Imperial Academy to sixteen?"
Zhao Changheng: He can't.
The affairs of the Imperial Academy are naturally managed by the Ministry of Rites.
They always follow ancient customs in their actions.
He always said, "The laws of our ancestors must not be abolished," but even as the emperor, he sometimes couldn't do anything about it.
"Unless there is a special reason, I will not interfere in matters concerning the Imperial Academy."
"Father, there is a special reason."
"Tell me, is there any special reason?"
"My sister's smile is... especially beautiful."
Zhao Wenqi held the little princess and made her smile for her father.
The Chancellor of the Imperial Academy is the highest-ranking official of the Imperial Academy.
The current Chancellor of the Imperial Academy is named Li Yuncheng.
To reach this position, one must naturally possess extensive knowledge and outstanding talent.
Now, he looked at the three letters on the table and fell into deep thought.
The first letter came from his student.
He was one of the best students in the Imperial Academy at the time. He passed the imperial examination in his early twenties and rose through the ranks to become a fourth-rank official and the prefect of Jizhou.
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