The examination at the Imperial College was in full swing.
The upcoming tests included music, martial arts, and some clever little games.
One group after another passed the tests.
On the sixth day, the student quota to be retained was announced.
Results were the primary consideration. If the scores met the standard, the teachers would then assess the student’s attitude during the exam, their capability during the tests, their conversation with others, along with their scores, to determine if they met the requirements of character, virtue, wisdom, honesty, courage, kindness, health, and resolve.
Finally, the names on the admission list were confirmed.
The sixth day of the ninth lunar month was also the day to reveal the mystery.
Many students, accompanied by attendants, parents, or sent representatives, waited early at the Imperial College. A large piece of paper was filled with the names of those who passed.
The students were graded into four regions: A, B, C, D, with ’A’ being the best, followed by ’B’, then ’C’, and so on.
Before dawn, Tan Huanhuan, Ji Changzhou, and Shen Chen gathered to check the results. Housekeeper Tan and Ye’s mother, Feng Liuli, were also present.
Once the results were posted, the crowd surged forward, and Tan Huanhuan and the others, lacking prowess, were pushed to the back.
The Ye Family was indignant, grumbling, "Are these people in such a hurry to be reincarnated?"
Standing closest, Feng Liuli, who was usually reticent, tried to calm her, "Let them look first. No rush, the names won’t run away. I’m confident that Xiao Chen and Ah Zhi will make it on the list."
Although Ah Zhi wasn’t as gifted as Xiao Chen, passing should still be manageable.
She didn’t voice this thought.
Whether a student could pass reflected on the teacher’s knowledge as well, which is why Feng Liuli came early with the Ye Family to witness the results.
Xun Yin and Gu Yan had a drinking contest yesterday, and couldn’t get up this morning.
Lord Minister had gone to court.
Thus, it was up to this group to wait early.
Ye Zhi said that the exams were too exhausting these days and didn’t want to come, so he sent the Little Traitor to check, and for some reason, the Little Traitor surprisingly followed her instructions this time.
Tan Huanhuan, anxious, said to those behind her, "You all wait here; I’m small enough to squeeze in. I’ll go have a look first."
The small figure seized the opportunity, wedged into the crowd, and vanished.
Housekeeper Tan called out, "Miss, slow down, there’s no rush." But she didn’t hear.
Just like a little monkey~
Ji Changzhou also wanted to push forward, but without the skills of a little girl, he was knocked back halfway, quite frustrated; how could he compare with Tan Huanhuan’s martial prowess, and the look of disheartenment was evident on his face.
Housekeeper Tan patted his back gently and kindly, "Just wait here, don’t worry." Although those were his words, his eyes never left Huanhuan, afraid any mischief might occur.
Raising a child is no easy task.
The head of the household indeed had it hard, worrying for so many years, and bringing the young master to Shangjing just for a few days felt like months had passed.
"Passed, passed, passed, passed."
Before they saw her, the little girl’s excited shouts reached them.
Ji Changzhou was delighted, his face beaming, "We all passed, Brother Shen, this is great."
Having grown up together, the four times she shouted "passed" indicated that all four of them had passed; if anyone had failed, she would’ve mentioned their name.
It might be a tacit understanding cultivated since childhood playmates growing up together.
The autumn breeze was clear, the autumn moon bright, living in Changzhou, two little ones without suspicion.