When Zhang Yue's eyes were level with the last jade step, Wang Anshi and Sima Guang were standing under the eaves on the left side of Chongzheng Hall, all eyes were fixed on him.

Zhang Yue climbed up the jade steps and bowed to Wang Anshi and Sima Guang.

"Your Highness's name, place of birth, and three generations?" Wang Anshi asked loudly.

Zhang Yue replied calmly: "Zhang Yue founded Pucheng, his grandfather kept a secret, his father kept a secret, and his brother kept a secret..."

"Please invite the first person from Yijia to come to the palace!"

After speaking, Wang Anshi took a step back and bowed to Zhang Yue.

"Thank you so much, prince!" Zhang Yue said sincerely.

Wang Anshi's face moved slightly when he heard this, and after Zhang Yue said this sentence, he felt that the initial grievances had gone with the wind.

At this moment, he was looking back at the long steps, and the thoughts in his mind were like a river, mighty and boundless, and like riding the wind, rising thousands of miles a day!

Is it difficult to take the imperial examination? It’s not!

Is it easy to take the imperial examination? It is not!

Thousands of books have been read and broken, and thousands of words have been written with the spirit behind them.

All kinds of hardships are as clear as the cold or warmth of drinking water.

With an eye on the road ahead, Zhang Yue enters the palace!
Chapter completed!