A while later, cries of surprise could be heard from behind the yarn.
The golden silk also had the strange twisted symbols written on it, and they were even more misshapen than Feng Zhiwei's. The scholars compared each symbol one by one, and each one was an exact match. After they recovered from the shock, they passed the answer sheet through the folding screen.
Behind the screen, the crown prince put down a cup of precious tea to listen to the servant's report. He smiled, and leaned over to look outside. He smiled as he spoke, "Father Emperor, I never thought that someone would be able to give an answer today."
The tall and thin, yellow robed Emperor made a sound of surprise before replying. "Since you've taken charge of Qing Ming Academy, talented people have come forth every year. I have not come here today in vain."
