Zhao Ziheng hugged the painting and walked along the mountain road, stepping forward along the stone steps. The stone steps stretched all the way to the mountainside, but occasionally saw a few eunuchs with their heads hanging down towards him.

There is still some distance away from the destination, and Zhao Ziheng already feels soreness under her feet.

It’s so hateful. What is the official building of Wansui Mountain? It’s too big and there are many strange stones. Wow, it’s so tiring!

She walked forward step by step, and several eunuchs behind her followed, neither daring to get close nor far away. The princess had a weird temper, so she was more careful. Last time, a princess, wow! It was so miserable! She was attracted by the little princess and taught him to stand among the flowers to draw for her. She stood for a whole day. When the little princess' painting was ready, the poor princess was already dying and lay on the couch for three days before she got out of bed.

Zhao Ziheng didn't know what these eunuchs were thinking. He kept walking forward with his painting in his heart. When he reached the middle of the mountain, there was a month hole in front of him. When he walked through it, his eyes suddenly became clear and open. The official Zhao Ji put on a long desk on the table, writing something; next to him was the third son of the emperor, Zhao Kai, who was shaking the fan with a smile, and looking at the scenery in the distance.

Zhao Ziheng snatched over and was about to speak when Zhao Kai saw her, he immediately smiled, put his finger on his lips and shrewd.

Zhao Ziheng understood. The third prince taught herself not to disturb the running script of the official family, so she tiptoed over and saw that the official family was writing. Zhao Ziheng glanced slightly at the corner of her mouth. There was nothing good about writing. Hum, just turn your eyes aside and smile at Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai was still very serious in front of his father, standing with his chest straight, his eyebrows and eyes very serious, his eyes fell on the painting that Zhao Ziheng was holding. He shook his bones, clicked, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of painting is this?"

Zhao Ziheng said: "I won't tell you."

She said this, which was equivalent to revealing the origin of the painting. The third prince was very smart. When his eyes lit up, he knew that the painter who was obsessed with the father of the Duke of Qiguo Mansion had been sent to the painting.

After a while, Zhao Ji finished his pen, let out a sigh of relief, and used a wet wipe to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead. After glanced at Zhao Ziheng, he asked, "Why is Ziheng coming? Didn't you ignore me?"

Khan, the little princess seems to have many people ignore it.

Zhao Ziheng said with confidence: "Oh, I'm here to deliver paintings to the official family! The official family ignored me, so I'll leave now." It seems that she still knows a little trick of playing hard to get, and she spins away.

Zhao Ji just laughed and looked unscathed.

Zhao Ziheng took a step, wow, no one caught up with him?

Why does the strategy of playing hard to get fail every time in my hands? It's so shameful! The official family is even worse than that bad guy Shen Ao!

She was a person who couldn't hold on, so she had to turn back again, her eyes were misty and said: "The official family dared not read the paintings, because she must be afraid that this person's paintings are better than the official family." This plan was a thriller.

Zhao Ji smiled and reached out and said, "Take the painting, I see who is so smart."

Zhao Ziheng obediently went over, carefully placed the painting on the table, and gently unfolded it. A vivid picture of egret appeared in front of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji suddenly became focused and murmured in a low voice: "It's really brilliant." Then he looked at the painting carefully.

This egret picture is almost indistinguishable from the ones painted by Zhao Ji earlier. What is even more rare is that it is a fake copied, but there is no trace of deliberate imitation. It is completed in one go without any dragging on the mud. The style of the painting is similar to that of Zhao Ji, and it has an ethereal and vivid temperament.

"Okay, okay, this person is interesting." Zhao Ji smiled happily and continued: "This person is interesting and amazing."

Zhao Kai also came over to see it. When he saw it, he felt that this egret picture seemed more delicate than the Ruihe picture I copied last time, and his face showed an admirational look, saying, "This person seems to be an opponent who is comparable to his father."

Zhao Ji was energetic, his eyes fell on the painting without moving, and he said, "It's interesting to have a fair match. I lost this competition. I will make another picture in a few days and see how he deals with it."

Zhao Ziheng said: "This man's painting skills are higher than those of the official family. Look, this egret is more vivid than that of the official family."

Zhao Kai said: "I think my father also has advantages. His father's layout is better than his. His layout is somewhat moderate, but he still lacks some familiarity."

Zhao Ziheng stared at her eyes and said, "You deliberately flatter the officials! This person's layout is no worse than that of the officials."

Zhao Kai couldn't say anything about her, so he just smiled.

However, Zhao Ji agreed with Zhao Ziheng's words and said, "Zi Heng is right. He is copying, and the layout can only be imitated according to my paintings. It is inevitable that the middle rules and middle distances are."

Zhao Ziheng cheered, "That's it. I said that this person's painting is better than that of the official family." As he said that, he carefully put away the painting and said, "This painting is mine, I will only show it to you. I will take it back."

He was too stingy. Zhao Kai wanted to teach her a lesson, but he didn't say anything. However, Zhao Ji just laughed it off and couldn't compete with a younger girl for a painting. Although he wanted to collect this painting, he still had to maintain his demeanor.

As he was speaking, an eunuch came over carefully, holding a memorial in his hand and said, "Officials, the results of the first exam have come out."

Zhao Ji was still focused on the painting and said casually: "How?"

The eunuch said: "There are 108 people selected for the outstanding ones, including 33 people from the China Supervisory Commission and 75 people from the Imperial College."

Zhao Ji frowned and said with a slight anger: "Imperial College is still not so good at this? What does that Tang Yan make for? Is it like this that the king's fortune misleading people's children?"

The eunuch said: "Although the Imperial College is an excellent junior student, they have taken over both the first and third grades."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji became interested. He vaguely remembered that the results of the exams in the last year were all occupied by the Imperial Academy. By the way, it was Cheng Hui. Zhao Ji had summoned him and encouraged him!

What? Did Cheng Hui lose his reputation this year?

"Who is the first one this time?"

The eunuch said, "I'm a new student in prison."

Shen Ao... Zhao Ziheng widened his eyes, wow, it turned out that this guy who wrote sour poems and reads mischievous books actually won the championship! It was so annoying! His tail must be raised to the sky.

Zhao Kai also raised his eyebrows, which was quite beyond his expectations. He then smiled and pretended not to care much.

Zhao Ji had never heard of this person, a new student, who defeated so many talented men in the Imperial College and the Imperial College. His strength cannot be underestimated.

"I understand, you go down." After all, it was just a first exam. Although Zhao Ji still didn't care about it after passing the first place in the exam, but since the Imperial College won the first place, it means that Tang Yan was not just perfunctory, and he could still do things.

The eunuch did not leave, and said aiqi: "There is one more thing in the official family."

Zhao Ji frowned: "What else is there?" He was anxious to think about the charm and delicateness of the painting just now, and he was already a little impatient.

The eunuch said: "The official family, the one named Chen Ao, submitted a memorial, saying that he heard that the official family wanted to write an inscription for him. He was excited and hereby published a memorial to thank him, wishing long live my emperor... and... also said some other things."

"What else?" Zhao Ji was thinking and said, "Take it."

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Chapter completed!