At the tender age of eight, he was hastily dragged out and made emperor!

The passageway was dark inside, but bright in front of it.

Chu Hui walked side by side with Liu Chen and Luo Zhi. He did not walk at the front of the procession. When he saw the Imperial Guards being mobilized, Chu Hui knew that this grand court was not ordinary.

"Your Highness, the people in front seem quite shocked."

Suddenly, Liu Chen's voice rang in my ears.

With his hands resting on his gold-inlaid jade belt, Chu Hui looked ahead with a calm expression. Soon, he saw some people seemingly whispering to each other, but Chu Hui didn't know what they were talking about.

But soon, Chu Hui found out.

The moment Chu Hui emerged from the tunnel, the blinding light made him raise his hand to shield his eyes.

"Oh my God!!"

Liu Chen's exclamation rang in his ears. Chu Hui looked closely, and in that instant, Chu Hui's eyes widened slightly, staring at what was in front of him in astonishment.

The large square in front of the Taiji Hall.

Squads of elite Imperial Guards were stationed in various places, and among these guards, various banners were raised high, the most eye-catching of which was the red carpet.

It began with the laying of the paving stones in front of the Taiji Hall and ended at the Taiji Gate.

On both sides of the wide red carpet, every ten steps, stood a member of the Imperial Guard, one hand on his hip and the other gripping a spear or halberd, standing upright like a statue.

The helmets worn by these imperial guards were adorned with red-dyed bird feathers, which fluttered in the occasional breeze, creating a striking visual impact.

"This is way too high-end!!"

Chu Hui was shocked upon seeing this.

Having spent three years in Shanglin Garden, Chu Hui knew the Imperial Guard very well. He knew better than anyone how much his elder brother, the Emperor, valued and cared for them.

Don’t say anything else.

The red feather worn by the Imperial Guard today is not something that was just casually put on; not all red feathers are the same.

Chu Hui still remembers what her elder brother, the Emperor, said when he bestowed this red feather upon her.

"The feathers tucked into the heads of the Imperial Guards are stained with the blood of your fathers and brothers, the blood of the sons of the Great Yu. You are unfortunate. Your fathers and brothers died in battle or were crippled. Your pillars of support, your sky has fallen. You have lost the companionship and care of your fathers and brothers."

"But you are also fortunate, because your fathers and brothers love you, and you are protected by thousands of Great Yu soldiers whom you have never seen before in your lives. You are gathered under the banner of the Imperial Guard. I hope you can remember one thing: this blood must be washed away with blood!"

Chu Hui would never forget how shocking the scene was that day.

The Imperial Guards did not shout themselves hoarse, nor did they fly into a rage. Tears streamed down their faces, but Chu Hui saw a resolute determination in those mature or youthful faces.

A resolute determination that says, "If not me, then who?"

Sometimes, the energy that bursts forth from silence is beyond the imagination of the world.

"Eighth Prince, Prince Consort Wu'an, Prince Consort Jinshan, please follow the banner to this side." A voice rang out, bringing Chu Hui back to his senses.

Then you see three Imperial Guards standing tall and composed.

The leading guard gestured to Chu Hui and his companions.

Liu Chen and Luo Zhi exchanged a glance but remained silent, instead looking at Chu Hui.

"it is good."

Chu Hui smiled slightly.

"Wasn't a grand court assembly supposed to be held? What's going on here?"

"Why are there so many Imperial Guards and Feathered Forest Guards in front of the Taiji Hall?"

"I don't know."

"Why are there musicians here?"

"Could it be for the imperial examination?"

"The palace examination? But shouldn't it be held in the Taiji Hall? Shouldn't it be the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites or other relevant departments?"

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

Amidst the clamor, Chu Hui strode confidently toward the direction led by the Imperial Guards. After walking for a long time, Liu Chen and Luo Zhi, who were behind him, parted ways with him.

Chu Hui stopped when he arrived at a certain place.

"Eighth Prince~"

A few dozen steps away from the steps of the imperial palace, Zhang Hui, standing tall with his sword at his side, raised his hand and bowed to Chu Hui.

However, a look of surprise flashed across Zhang Hui's eyes.

Chu Hui's attire was very attractive.

"Duke Cheng, there's no need for such formalities."

Chu Hui pressed one hand on the gold-inlaid jade belt and slightly raised the other hand in a gesture.

Then, Chu Hui turned around and stood there calmly.

Zhang Hui lowered his head slightly, shifting half a body length away from Chu Hui.

Immediately, countless gazes focused on them, and when they saw Chu Hui and Zhang Hui standing there, many people's eyes flashed with surprise, doubt, and astonishment.

Time passes minute by minute.

"end!!"

When a loud voice rang out from in front of the Taiji Hall, the court officials in front of the hall fell silent. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yin Yu, dressed in official robes, appeared. In that instant, many people understood what was going on.

"Da...da."

"clatter…"

Footsteps sounded at that moment, and more than a hundred officials, led by the Imperial Guards, appeared from all directions and went to their respective places. They walked quickly with expressionless faces, which caused a little disturbance.

"end!!!"

When the disturbance occurred, the elite imperial guards standing in various places in the court shouted loudly, which silenced the civil and military officials attending the grand court.

"Crack~"

With the crack of a whip, everything changed.

"The Emperor has arrived!!!"

The loud voice echoed and carried on.

"kneel!!"

As the civil and military officials in front of the Taiji Hall knelt down in unison, Chu Ling, wearing a twelve-tassel crown, imperial robes, and an imperial sword at his waist, with various ornaments hanging from his bright yellow jade belt, walked regally toward the dragon throne in front of the hall. Every few steps he took, a corresponding sound rang out, and the civil and military officials gathered in front of the hall paid their respects according to regulations.

Until the mountain shouts rang out.

"...Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!!"

As Chu Ling sat on the dragon throne, he looked down at the kneeling civil and military officials through the swaying tassels. A faint smile appeared on Chu Ling's lips, and the curtain rose.

"Gentlemen, you may dispense with the formalities."

Chu Ling said indifferently.

"prosper!!!"

Li Zhong, who was serving the emperor, bowed his head and took a few steps forward, then shouted in a powerful voice.

He had been preparing for this day for a long time.

The Great Yu's talent selection ceremony must have a corresponding procedure, and in Chu Ling's view, the announcement ceremony is an extremely important part of it!

Chu Ling intends to use this grand ceremony to enhance the prestige of the emperor's students and elevate the status of the newly appointed Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations), so that students throughout the land will aspire to achieve this!

If Chu Ling can handle this matter well, he will win over a group of students.

The exact size is not important.

The important thing is to get back into a focused mindset!

Chu Ling knew better than anyone what the selection of talents by the central government truly meant for the sake of governance. If the thousands of students of Dayu did not have a fair competitive environment and an unforgettable life experience, Chu Ling knew that countless people would interfere in the selection process, or even try to win people's hearts.

Today, right here in the Taiji Hall, in front of all the civil and military officials, Chu Ling will let the newly appointed Jinshi of the fourth year of the Zhengtong era experience their moment of glory, so that they will always remember this day. Only when this flag is raised can some things be broken!