The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 3

Mu Zhuohua frowned, and quietly pulled Guo Juli, exited the crowd, and walked upstairs.

Guo Juli asked in confusion: "Miss, didn't you say you came to make a name for yourself? Why did you leave?"

Mu Zhuohua shook his head gently: "Today's question has bad intentions."

Guo Juli looked at the people downstairs. They were still bustling with people just now, but now the whole hall was silent. Many people frowned and felt uneasy.

Mu Zhuohua found a table in the corner and sat down, and the waiter immediately came up to greet him. Mu Zhuohua asked about the prices of several dishes. Wenzheng Building was worthy of being the first floor. The waiter did not look down on the poverty of the master and servant at all, and patiently introduced the dishes one by one with a smile. In the end, Mu Zhuohua ordered the cheapest two plates of steamed buns and a stack of sauced pork.

Guo Juli tore open the steamed bun, stuffed a piece of soy sauce meat into it, and ate it deliciously.

"Miss, I just looked at the people downstairs. Some of them looked very scared, but some of them were very excited. Do you know why?"

There is only a quarter of an hour until the time to answer the question, so many people are writing furiously and thinking hard at this moment, but there are also people who are staying away from the matter and interpreting this question. Mu Zhuohua gnawed on the steamed bun, raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Guo Juli to be silent, and pointed to the table next to him.

Those people are just breaking the point.

"The person who asked this question has ulterior motives!"

"Yes, the tiger in this question is clearly His Highness the King."

"Your Majesty has been ill for a long time and has been absent from the court. King Ding is in his prime, with outstanding military achievements and great power over the government and the public..."

"Ahem, keep your voice down!"

"The eldest prince and Prince Ding are the examiners of this year's examination. What do you think your majesty means?"

"There is another very important question. Who is the person who asked this question?"

What these few people were thinking was exactly what everyone present today was thinking, and what finally came to everyone's mind was two words - temptation.

Someone is testing people's hearts.

And their answer also represents two words - stand in line.

Mu Zhuohua sighed softly: "It's really hard to stay in Dingjing. Every step of the way is killing people. I just want to make a living."

The person at the table next to him said in a low voice and with uncontrollable excitement: "Do you think Shen Jinghong will answer today? Does he dare to answer?"

At this time, a gong sounded downstairs, indicating that the preparation time was over and waiting for the first scholar to take the stage.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and after waiting for a moment, a voice rang out from the crowd: "I'm coming!"

I saw a gentleman in white striding onto the stage, smiling at the four seats, and drawing thunderous applause from the crowd.

"It's the scribes sect that ranks second on the literary list!"

"Before Shen Jinghong came to Dingjing, he dominated the top spot. After that, he lost five games in a row to Shen Jinghong. To be able to be on this stage today, not to mention his literary talent, his character is not ordinary."