Thousands of scholars cross the single-plank bridge, and only a few manage to succeed.
The triennial exams are what the ten years of hard study have been waiting for.
Scholar Huang looked at the crowd, clenching his fists tightly, eyes fixed intensely.
But their carriage was too far away to see the words clearly.
There were simply too many people on this street, some spectating, some accompanying family members for the exams, and some simply here to see the excitement, hoping for rewards upon hearing joyous news from the Imperial Edict.
Not everyone is able to take the exams in the Capital City; some only have a temporary residence, and many travel vast distances, perhaps only bringing an Attendant Student, or coming alone.
After the exams, many were utterly exhausted.
At first, the brought-in food was still warm, but later they could only eat dry provisions.
Some were so cold that, after the exams, they were freezing.
"Son-in-law, son-in-law, congratulations."
