After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

Ji Yu.

She was castrated at the age of three, born with a male body but a female appearance, and her beauty has amazed people throughout history.

As poets and writers have said: The beauty of jade is beyond words.

She was so beautiful that fish would sink and geese would fall from the sky, the moon would hide and flowers would blush, she could outshine Diao Chan and rival Yang Guifei, and among the three thousand concubines in the imperial harem, none dared to claim that she was superior.

According to popular legend, when Ji Yu came of age, Empress Wu did not hold morning court for three years.

The most beautiful eunuch in the land has actually come to Liangzhou to supervise the martial arts examination, much to the delight of the crowd.

My trip to Liangzhou was worthwhile!

"The imperial edict arrives——"

Her clear, crisp voice was like the first chirping of a swallow; Ji Yu's lips parted slightly, and everyone felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

The crowd knelt in worship:

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Like a ball of red flame rising onto the arena, Ji Yu held the imperial edict in her hands and read it aloud:

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Martial Emperor decrees:"

"Heaven's will is clear, the rains are plentiful and the winds are favorable... a special imperial examination is held, and military candidates are summoned..."

"Appreciate this!"

After the imperial edict was read, everyone stood up.

Ji Yu clasped his hands and bowed to Zhou Yi:

"Greetings to His Highness Prince Yi! Long live the Prince! Long live the Prince! Long live the Prince!"

Her graceful waist bent deeply enough, demonstrating impeccable manners.

just.

His exquisitely handsome face showed little respect.

Having observed the proper etiquette, Ji Yu walked to the side of the arena, turned around, and sat down in her seat.

She pulled out a piece of brocade from her bosom, and her fair fingers deftly embroidered a phoenix pattern.

Countless eyes were captivated by her alluring figure.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds:

This is how women should be.

previously.

His restless gaze kept drifting towards Butterfly Girl, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

His Highness Prince Yi is diligent in governing and loves his people, so it's hard not to feel guilty if you're eyeing his women.

Now, the restless gaze has finally found a good place to rest.

Ji Yu remained completely unconcerned despite being stared at by numerous burning gazes.

He was used to all men being so lecherous.

We can't just kill them all.

If that were the case, men would become extinct wherever he went.

perhaps.

There was one exception.

Ji Yu smiled knowingly and glanced at Zhou Yi with great interest.

This imperial grandson never once looked at him directly.

This demeanor is reminiscent of the style of Empress Wu Zetian.

While in the palace, he heard that this Prince Yi had an astonishing talent for cultivation, surpassing not only the princes but even approaching the level of the peerless Martial Emperor.

A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be blown away by the wind.

Otherwise, how could a palace eunuch be sent to Liangzhou to supervise the examination?

just.

The little guy wasn't very bright, but his sharp tongue and outspokenness caused a stir in the capital.

Now, the military examination has actually lifted the citywide martial law.

With her delicate hands deftly sewing, Ji Yu glanced sideways at the crowd below the stage, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

The hidden experts are all in position.

Si Huangsun must die!

As the examiner appointed by the Empress, Ji Yu supervised the entire martial arts examination.

He parted his lips slightly, his voice like a nightingale's, and reminded her:

"The exam papers have arrived, Your Highness Prince Yi, you may begin."

Zhou Yi nodded.

The Imperial Guards who accompanied Ji Yu carried out boxes upon boxes of examination papers.

In the training ground, rows of desks were set up side by side.

The snow-white exam papers, exuding the fragrance of ink, are placed on every desk.

Her long, slender fingers, like jade, slowed down as she embroidered.

Her beautiful, limpid eyes swept over the exam papers, and Ji Yu chuckled softly:

"Time to make your move."

Her captivating gaze swept over the composed Zhou Yi before returning to her focus on the brocade in her hands.

The martial artists who participated in the selection took their seats and began to write furiously.

Memorizing passages from the "Military Classic" is much simpler than being tested on military strategy and policy essays.

however.

Thick-skinned, burly warriors are often not good at writing.

When they write, it's like a bear embroidering, with strength but nowhere to use it.

"boom!"

A burly man, his hand dipped in thick ink, slapped it onto the snow-white exam paper, and stood up, saying:

"I'm handing in my paper!"

The written exam accounts for a small percentage of the total score, and it is common for students to submit blank papers.

The Imperial Guard stepped forward, forcefully pushed the burly man back into his seat, and sternly warned:

"You may hand in your paper after 15 minutes!"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd:

"You don't even know the rules, this must be your first time taking the provincial examination."

Since the martial arts exams hadn't started, onlookers could only find amusement in the civil service exams.

"Look at that guy, he writes with such brute force, like he's practicing with a vajra."

"Hey, Iron Fist Wu Meng wrote quite seriously."

"A bear embroidering flowers is just a pretense."

……

"Hiss, hiss hiss..."

Among the crowd, a female knight in green twitched her nostrils repeatedly, catching the faint scent of ink in the air.

Her expression changed drastically. She took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a pill, and swallowed it.

The three companions frowned and asked:

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

There's something wrong with the exam paper!

"Oh no? That was brought directly from the capital by Ji Yu."

"Stop arguing, quickly take the antidote."

"Let's go and expose this to His Highness Prince Yi..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

Several strong martial artists squeezed around the four men and subdued them.

"Gentlemen of Medicine King Valley, mind your own business!" the unfamiliar martial artist warned in a low voice.

The female warrior in green was about to resist when she discovered that her lifeline had been seized, and she was unable to muster any strength.

Even calling for a warning is futile.

Looking at the other disciples, they were also restrained and unable to move.

Of all those present, the grandson of the emperor, Zhou Yi, was the most distinguished.

The people of Medicine King Valley immediately realized that these people intended to harm His Highness.

The four looked anxious, silently praying for Zhou Yi, and secretly trying to circulate their magic power to break through the restriction.

They were fearless in the face of death for His Highness Prince Yi.

……

Three quarters of an hour later, the candidates handed in their papers and left their desks.

Si Gao, dressed in official robes, with a wide belt and a tall hat, led a dozen or so old scholars into the examination hall to review the papers.

Public review and on-site scoring.

After careful selection, Si Zeng held twenty excellent test papers and walked onto the stage to present them to Ji Yu.

As the proctor, he should have reviewed it.

Ji Yu continued needlework, a playful smile on her face, and said:

"We won't look at it ourselves; we'll just hand it over to His Highness Prince Yi."

The four people from Medicine King Valley struggled desperately, their eyes wide with rage, but they couldn't utter a sound.

"The excellent exam paper is here. Please take a look, Your Highness!" Si Gao presented the exam paper with both hands.

With a graceful turn, Miss Butterfly was about to take the scroll.

Zhou Yi put down his teacup, tapped his finger lightly on the table, and said:

"Tea."

A hint of surprise flashed in Hu Die's handsome eyes. She turned around, picked up the teapot, and poured tea.

At Zhou Yi's signal, the test papers were placed directly on the table.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ji Yu's phoenix eyes, and she paused slightly in her needlework.

Could it be that the young prince discovered something amiss with the exam paper?

Seeing Zhou Yi open the exam papers and examine them carefully one by one with great interest, the needle and thread began to fly back to work again.

Liu Ye's lips curled slightly, and Ji Yu let out a soft, cold laugh:

"Exceptional talent? Nothing special!"

……

Turning the page one by one, Zhou Yi admired the exam paper with great interest.

He would even spit on his hands while flipping through the exam papers.

Amidst the crowd, cold smiles appeared.

Plans are going well!

……

All eyes are on you.

The exciting tournament has finally begun.

Si Xuan announced the rules of the martial arts competition in public:

Round 1: Free Challenge.

In subsequent rounds, the loser of the previous round chooses their opponent.

Two consecutive wins to advance, two consecutive losses to be eliminated.

……

The top thirty were admitted to the imperial examination and won the title of "Military Scholar".

After the rules were read aloud, Si Xuan said in a clear voice:

"Who would like to be the first to step forward?"

"I come!"

With a roar like a tiger's roar, Iron Fist Wu Meng leaped onto the arena.

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

Two years ago, Wu Meng participated in the martial arts examination with a set of Tiger Roar Fist techniques, and his results were almost at the bottom.

Zhou Yi pointed out that his Tiger Fist was more powerful than agile, and suggested that he learn from the Civet Cat.

Last year, I participated in the competition again, and my skills had greatly improved. I was just one step away from passing the exam.

Zhou Yi reiterated that his technique was purely yang and devoid of yin, and suggested that the practitioner learn from snakes and eels.

Wu Meng clasped his fists together and said heartily:

"Thanks to His Highness Prince Yi's guidance, I have made some progress in the Divine Tiger Dragon Fist."

"Today, I, Wu, vow to win the title of Martial Arts Champion!"

"Next month's provincial and palace examinations, let's bring back the top martial arts champion for Liangzhou!"

"To express my gratitude for Your Highness's guidance!"