pappabearbooks Chapter 504 Right in front of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower [2 more - s]
Chapter 504 Right in front of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower [2 more - s]
Chapter 504: 504 Right in front of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower [2 more Chapters]Prince Brother?
The address made the proctor pause for a moment, but what he saw next were a few lines of Classical Chinese.
It began with an ancient phrase commonly used in writing letters—
"After a long separation, I have not heard from you, and my yearning has grown deeper..."
The proctor, who taught language arts himself, immediately understood the meaning; translated into vernacular language, it was—
"It has been a long time since we parted, and I have not received any news from you; my feelings of longing have only become more intense."
The proctor was greatly surprised.
At this moment, how could he not understand what the title "To Prince Brother" signified?
This student had actually written a letter in the voice of Princess Yongning to King Yan Tangfeng.
Was this not a form of communication?
Very on-topic, yet most students would hardly think of this entry point.
This was the college entrance examination, and naturally, the proctor couldn’t linger; after a fleeting glance, he moved on, but he was secretly astounded.
After all, the descendants were not Princess Yongning herself; everything they knew came from historical books.
Historical books, after all, contain the perspectives of historians and later scholars, which might restore some historical truths, but could never fully evoke the emotions of those historical figures.
If there was a discrepancy in views between the student and the examiner, it might lead to a loss of marks.
The proctor knew that most students would prepare templates and universal materials which they could readily utilize in their essays.
But to write such a piece of Classical Chinese on-site in the examination hall had to be an impromptu effort.
How much knowledge must one have to be able to write it?
Yet, Classical Chinese is challenging, and using a single word incorrectly could change the meaning of an entire sentence.
This girl... had she really written a complete piece of Classical Chinese?
This was the college entrance exam, after all!
Without ample confidence, who would undertake such a highly risky task?
Whether true or not, the proctor was eager to know if there would be a perfect-scoring essay.
However, the proctor didn’t know that this was not just a letter from Princess Yongning to King Yan but also that the timing was set after Princess Yongning’s passing.
It was a clever choice of timing.
Therefore, Ye Wanlan began with the twelve words "After a long separation..."
Because in her past life, no matter how busy Tangfeng was, he always wrote to her weekly, returned to Fengyuan every half year to see her.
She also used to visit Yan City occasionally to accompany Tangfeng.
But after her death, according to Hua Yingyue, Tangfeng had returned to Fengyuan only once and then stayed in Yan City, never returning to the capital.
Indeed, the letter was a genuine expression of emotions, and it was her response to the letter she had seen Tangfeng write to her in a historical review.
She wanted to tell everyone that she missed him and was waiting for him.
Yan, King, Sword!
The weapon Tangfeng always carried, where could it be now?
What more did she not know about that great battle?
Ye Wanlan gazed out the window in a trance, until the bell signaling the end of the exam snapped her back to reality.
Tears still marked her cheeks, and the sunlight shining on her face seemed to catch droplets glistening.
Yan Tingfeng, Rong Yu, Rong Qi, Xiang Shaoyu, and Huo Yunyi were all waiting.
The impressive height and stature of the group were eye-catching; even though they wore masks, they could still cause congestion if they stood in crowded places.
Therefore, they chose a sparser area to wait for Ye Wanlan to come out.
Upon seeing her, Yan Tingfeng smiled faintly at her, "Xiao Wan, your uncle and aunt went to pick up your cousin."
"Mm," Ye Wanlan nodded, "I know."
"Wait, Student Ye, have you been crying? Was the question too difficult?" Rong Yu gasped in shock. "The question that could stump Student Ye must be really tough!"
Rong Yu’s comment caught Xiang Shaoyu’s attention to the tear marks on Ye Wanlan’s face.
"No," Ye Wanlan took a wet towel from Yan Tingfeng and wiped her face slowly, "I wrote an essay that I am very satisfied with, just deeply moved by it."
"Are you satisfied?" Rong Yu asked curiously. "I just looked at Weibo’s trending