Godly Empress Doctor

“Why?” The phoenix dance is disgusting.

King Linyuan threatened to score her full score, otherwise her star fragments could be...

Old Fong Gang did not poke Phoenix's forehead with anger: “You girl, if the moon is full, you lose. What do you want that full score for? Like these subjective themes, even if you do better, you will deduct more or less one and a half points, so the full score should be gone. ”

“Ah?” The phoenix dance broke her face and was heartbroken.

Grandpa Fang was not angry and said: "Didn't you get a full score? First place in this Imperial Academy, I don't think I can run away from you. Are you satisfied? ”

“But I have reason to be unhappy -” Phoenix cried.

“Must be full score? ”

“Mm-hmm. ”

“What if we can't get a full score? ”

“It's worse than letting me die.” The phoenix dance burst into tears and frustration.

The Fong Pavilion has been caught in a period of meditation, not knowing what to think.

“My lord...”

Feng Dance was about to talk, but the old man waved his hand. “Go on, you'll see when the grades are announced. ”

Phoenix dance was sent out by the old man. Shortly after, Fangge entered the palace with a roll made by the Phoenix dancer...

Palace.

After Fangge's resignation, Wu Di thought that he would never see his elderly family again. I didn't expect that his elderly family would pass in a cop.

Wu Di personally greeted the door: “Fang Aiqing, please come in, please come in. ”

Speaking of which, when Wu Di was still a prince, Fang Gang taught him, so Wu Di's counterpart always respected him.

As soon as Fang Gang entered, he arched his hands to the Wu Emperor: “Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. ”

“Oh?” Wu Di was delighted. “He Xi did? ”

“Congratulations, Your Majesty, another genius has emerged from our empire of King Wu!” The Fong Pavilion is a constant colour of excitement.

Another talent? Wu Di was delighted: “Fang Aiqing, how do you understand this? ”

“Your Majesty, today is the day of the Imperial College exam. ”

“I know that the last few questions are my own. ”

“Well, Your Majesty, look at this answer sheet.” The old Fong Gang respectfully presented Wu Di with the volume he had made before the Feng Dance.

What kind of talent can excite the Fong Pavilion like this?

Wu Di foxed suspiciously and looked at Fang Gong's old eyes. After taking the roll, he glanced lightly. After only one glance, Wu Di shocked!

Isn't that beautiful?

Each word is full, powerful, proportionate, neat, and better looking than printed!

“Good word!” Wu Di didn't read the answer sheet, so he liked it first.

“That's not true?” The Fong Pavilion is old and honorable, especially arrogant, "the old man taught her. ”

“Fang Aiqing, have you taken on another apprentice?” Wu Di knew that Fangge was always harsh on talent and could get into his old people's eyes, but rarely.

“Apprentice?” Fangkou smiled, “I'd like to take her as my apprentice, but I can't afford to put it away. ”

Even the seniors of the Fong Pavilion are so wealthy that they are not qualified to be apprentices in the Dynasty? What kind of talent does that have to be?

Wu Di began to look down at the answer sheet.

Question number one, all right.

Look at this writing. It's very trapped. It's hard to pull yourself out. People like you, it's definitely a good-looking kid.

Wu Emperor's heart is joyful, keep looking down.

Question two, all right.

The more Wu Di looked at it, the more he was satisfied: “Yes, this kid is really good, and his work is solid. ”