The Metropolitan Examination, with its grand and solemn atmosphere, was about to begin. Zhao Yan stood in line, waiting for the security screening to verify his identity. Once he cleared the initial process, he grabbed his bundle—which had been left in disarray by the inspection—and hurried into the Gongyuan.
He merely quickened his pace; he did not run. He was well aware of the rules.
The Capital was indeed the Capital. The conditions of the examination cells here were far superior to those of the Prefectural and Provincial Examinations. At the very least, they appeared clean and tidy, unlike the ones before, which had been draped in visible cobwebs—a harsh blow to anyone with a penchant for cleanliness. One must always strive for higher ground; otherwise, remaining a frog at the bottom of a well would only limit one’s vision.
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