Every year, the entrance examination for Juxian Academy is held on the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, and the official start of the school year is on the tenth.
Before dawn, Shen Chengyao led his three sons and two daughters out into a day that was extraordinarily cold, a day when the snow was melting.
When they arrived at the academy, horse-drawn carriages were already filling up the surroundings and people were standing everywhere.
Xiao'er's sharp eyes spotted Shen Chengguang and Shen Jingwen, with an elderly scholar standing next to them. The scholar was speaking to Shen Jingwen,
who was standing straight, his head bowed respectfully as he listened.
This was the first time Xiao'er saw the respect reflected in his actions.
"Father, Uncle and my cousin are over there!" Xiao'er tugged at Shen Chengyao's sleeve and indicated with his eyes in their direction.
Shen Chengyao followed his gaze and indeed, there were his older brother and nephew, along with his father-in-law.
