Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Lu Yan's killing intent came quickly and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Zheng Qian seemed oblivious to the murderous intent and continued chatting with the three women.

There weren't many female candidates participating in the talent show. Of the eight inspection channels, only one was specifically for female candidates; the rest were for male candidates.

"Put down the items for inspection, and have people enter the tent and remove their clothes for inspection."

The soldiers had loud voices and sharp eyes; they were all highly skilled in the military, and they were there to prevent anyone from causing trouble.

Zheng Qian handed the lunchbox, straw mat, and quilt to the inspector and went into the tent.

The examinee in front of him hadn't left yet; he was getting dressed. When Zheng Qian came in, he smiled, revealing a bit of bean sprout between his eight teeth.

The candidate had dark circles under his eyes, clearly a night owl who had been staying up all night.

"The candidates in front should leave as soon as possible, and the candidates in the back should take off their clothes for inspection."

The prosecutor urged Zheng Qian, saying that there were still thousands of people to be inspected, and their time was limited, so they had to be quick.

Without saying a word, Zheng Qian quickly took off his clothes and pants.

We're all men, it doesn't matter.

As the candidates in front of him finished dressing and turned around, Zheng Qian had just taken off his clothes. His mouth formed an "O" shape, and then he shouted.

"Holy crap, that's huge."

Zheng Qian's face darkened. "What are you yelling about? Don't you know there are goddesses like Mo Li right here?"

As expected, Mo Li blushed upon hearing this and glanced at Zheng Qian through the tent.

"Pah, you scoundrel."

Fan Tielan was being inspected inside the tent when she heard someone shout "It's so loud!" and immediately asked curiously.

"Zheng Qian, what are you doing? What's so big? Is the tent big? Our Guangxiang Kingdom is rich and powerful. It's just a tent. Don't make a fuss. It's embarrassing."

Tian Jie touched her face with her small hand and said to Fan Tielan, "You tomboy, can't you be a little more feminine? You're so curious about this kind of thing, aren't you ashamed?"

After the candidate in front finished shouting, he said slyly, "Brother, I booked Xiao Cui, the top courtesan at Yuanju Tower, for three days, but I still couldn't satisfy her. She boasted that no man could rival her. You're so awesome, after the written exam, I'll take you there and help us men prove ourselves."

Zheng Qian stared at the bean sprout-like examinee and was speechless.

Bro, that's a good suggestion, but you've played for three days, is it appropriate for me to continue playing?

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I won't go."

The examiner was speechless and urged, "This candidate should put on his clothes and leave as soon as possible. There are many other candidates to check. Time is tight, and the exam cannot be affected."

"Alright," the bean sprout examinee said, pulling back the curtain and walking out.

At the soldier's signal, Zheng Qian raised his hands and spun around to show the examiner that there were no small writings on his body indicating cheating.

Just then, the tent flap was pulled open, and the bean sprout examinee's head poked in.

"Brother, think about it. I'm just not convinced. You go and get revenge for me. If it doesn't work out, I'll cover the cost."

The examiner's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "Student, watch your words and actions, and don't interfere with the inspection!"

"Alright." The bean sprout examinee chuckled, put down the tent, and kept talking.

"It's really big, this guy must be a reincarnated stallion."

Zheng Qian pretended not to hear and waited until the soldiers finished checking their clothes before walking out of the tent dressed.

Just then, Fan Tielan finished her inspection and skipped over to Zheng Qian, asking in confusion.

"Wasn't it you who said it was big just now? I spoke to you and you didn't even answer. It's just that the tent is big. You're really ignorant and embarrassing."

Fan Tiexue's face turned ashen, and he stared at Zheng Qian with murderous intent.

After Mo Li and the others finished their inspection, they all looked at Zheng Qian with strange expressions.

Li Mubai winked at Zheng Qian and said, "Feng Wuhen has more money than he could ever spend in ten lifetimes. If you want to fight Xiao Cui to settle things, you can make him pay. After all, it's all for the sake of our male compatriots' pride."

Zheng Qian's face darkened further. The bean sprouts had exposed his privacy, making him feel utterly ashamed. He said disdainfully.

“I, Zheng Qian, am an upright man; how could I go to such a place?”

Fan Tielan asked curiously, "Where are you? What are you talking about?"

Mo Li and Tian Jie pulled Fan Tielan aside and whispered a few words to her. Fan Tielan nodded in sudden understanding and said loudly.

"It is indeed very big; I've experienced it."

The space instantly froze, and Zheng Qian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, enveloped by countless killing intents.

"You crazy woman, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zheng Qian's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water. "Don't talk nonsense, I can't take responsibility."

Fan Tiexue's chest heaved, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent, ready to teach Zheng Qian a lesson at any moment, even though he couldn't beat him.

Mo Li felt inexplicably sorry for him, not knowing whether it was because of Zheng Qian or Fan Tielan.

Fan Tielan, her neck stiff with resentment, said, "That day during the battle with the four boys, you..."

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

"Whose lunchbox is this?"

Zheng Qian looked over and saw two lunchboxes on the table, one of which was his.

The person speaking was pointing at Zheng Qian's lunchbox.

Seriously? The Crown Prince is playing dirty tricks in this kind of thing?

Zheng Qian walked over: "Mine."

Zhan Shiyong stared at Zheng Qian with icy eyes and said, "Hiding a note and attempting to cheat, you are disqualified from the exam."

"Men, take him out."

Mo Li and the others immediately became anxious and were about to speak when Zheng Qian spoke first.

"Please, General, understand that I did not hide any note. Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Zhan Shiyong sneered, snapped open the lunchbox, and pointed to the note inside, questioning him.

"Explain this to me, General! What misunderstanding is this?"

Fan Tielan was about to jump up and start cursing when Fan Tiexue grabbed her.

Crown Prince Lu Yan stood up from his chair, followed by more than a dozen experts. His aura was powerful and imposing.

"Prince."

Everyone bowed respectfully and made way for them.

"Your Highness..." Zhan Shiyong was about to say something when the Crown Prince raised his hand to interrupt him.

Lu Yan smiled gently at Mo Li, his eyes revealing no hidden desire to possess her, then turned to ask Zheng Qian.

"Is the note yours?"

At this moment, Lu Yan appeared as a kind and benevolent high-ranking official, his eyes showing no murderous intent, only calmness.

"No."

Zheng Qian pointed to his lunchbox and said, "This is mine."

The lunchbox that Zhan Shiyong just opened wasn't Zheng Qian's; it was someone else's.

Zheng Qian was certain that what Zhan Shiyong had just pointed to was his lunchbox.

Lu Yan personally opened Zheng Qian's lunchbox, which contained twelve large flatbreads, neatly arranged in three layers, with no other items inside.

Water will be provided at the examination venue; meals are to be brought by the examinee.

After closing the box, Lu Yan said kindly, "It's good that young people are hardworking and resilient, but they should also pay attention to their nutrition. Work hard to get good grades, and once you have an official position, you can serve the Emperor and the people. The Emperor will not treat you unfairly; you will receive a salary to improve your meals and eat better."

Zheng Qian's face remained calm, but he kept sneering inwardly.

First they slandered me, then they acted high and mighty, pretending to be important officials, and mocked my poverty. They played this trick very well.

Lu Yan continued, "Mo Li's student is my student, Lu Yan's student. Keep it up, I, the Crown Prince, have high hopes for you."

Wow, that's amazing!

After pretending to be a high-ranking official, Lu Yan then pretended to be an elder. Zheng Qian gives Lu Yan full marks for this display of power.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties stepped forward, trembling.

"Your Highness, this lunchbox is mine."

With a cold expression, Lu Yan said calmly, "Violating the examination rules knowingly and deliberately, break both legs, throw him out, and never be hired again."

With a thud, the middle-aged man knelt on the ground, weeping and repenting: "Your Highness, spare my life! I will never dare to do it again."

Lu Yan didn't even glance at her, and said to Mo Li with a smile, "I'm in charge of this written test. Just let me know if you need anything. Good luck!"

"Thank you, Prince!"

Mo Li bowed, then pulled Zheng Qian away.

"How can you only eat biscuits? I brought plenty of food, let's eat together."

Fan Tielan was unhappy and held up the food box, saying loudly, "I have more than the three of us can finish, and there are still a lot of snacks. It's enough for us to eat for three days."

Zheng Qian was moved and tried to pull his hand back, but Mo Li held it so tightly that he couldn't pull it back.

Teacher, please don't do this, people will die!

Lu Yan stared at Mo Li's retreating figure, then at the two of them holding hands, his anger blazing.

He felt like he had been cheated on.

Zheng Qian, I, the Crown Prince, will elevate you to the heavens, and then, at the height of your glory, cast you into hell, making you suffer all the cruel tortures of the Guangxiang Kingdom, so that you may neither live nor die.