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If they were to write about the challenging parts, their essays might inevitably appear lackluster, unable to stand out…
Realizing this, examinees who were initially confident now felt anxious, unsure of how to proceed. Their pens hesitated in mid-air, refusing to touch paper.
Ink merged at the tip of the brush, slowly descending.
Tap.
A large ink blot appeared on the rice paper, a sight that startled onlookers…
Unlike others who hesitated, Song Jingyun remained composed, sitting upright in the “dove cage,” earnestly putting her thoughts onto paper.
Starting with deliberate strokes, his thoughts poured out, and Song Jingyun’s writing flowed effortlessly, the speed gradually increasing.
Despite the speed, his writing remained neat and pleasing to the eye.
As examiners patrolled the examination hall, they noticed Song Jingyun’s exceptional state and nodded in approval. Seeing Song Jingyun’s writing, their smiles grew, adding a mark next to the number of his designated dormitory on the register.
Lost in his thoughts, Song Jingyun remained engrossed in composing his essay like a flowing river.
The Crown Prince observed for a while before catching up with Song Jingyun. “Song Jingyun.”
Song Jingyun’s expression was slightly brighter than during the first round.
Concerned, the Crown Prince inquired, “What’s wrong with Song Jingyun? Your complexion looks rather unpleasant. Is something bothering you?”
The three-day-long first round of exams quickly concluded.
The seventh round of exams arrived slowly, prompting examinees to proceed to the examination hall within the specified time.
With a serious tone and slightly troubled expressions, they seemed somewhat uneasy.
If by chance they were feeling unwell at that moment, affecting their performance in the exam… I completely understand!
It’s more distressing than losing a hundred taels of silver!
The Crown Prince breathed a sigh of relief. “You still need to eat to keep your strength. Consuming food may help.”
Perhaps due to exam pressure, they needed to have a meal.
“Song Jingyun,” Li Xinrui responded.
“Yes, it’s just a minor issue,” Song Jingyun explained. “I just don’t have much appetite before exams, as usual.”
Since they hadn’t completed a round yet, the examinees appeared more solemn than during the previous round.
“Understood,” Song Jingyun nodded, his face wrinkling like a bun. “But eating feels like chewing wax, truly unsatisfying. It’s hard to enjoy even the few delicious dishes in the world.”
After all, food is an essential part of life, and seeking culinary pleasures is a common human desire.
During their time at Splendorous Garden, the Crown Prince witnessed Song Jingyun’s talents and intellect, agreeing with Jiang Junli’s assessment that Song Jingyun was indeed extraordinary and likely to achieve excellent results in this Spring Imperial Examination.
Growing more concerned, the Crown Prince said, “Arrange for someone to bring a physician to check on Song Jingyun.”
The Crown Prince thought to himself, “Could it be that Song Jingyun, with his exceptional talents and love for food, is a true foodie?”
Even I, the Crown Prince, find it hard to sleep and eat in such circumstances.
As the examinees left the examination hall, their thoughts varied, reflecting a mix of emotions on their faces. Some familiar individuals gathered in small groups, discussing the first round of exams.
“Eating to keep up your spirits?”
After all, it was the Spring Imperial Examination. If one fell below the list, they would have to wait another eight years. Life is short, and eight years can’t be wasted. It’s natural to worry about the Spring Imperial Examination.