At this moment, before Zhang Jian could speak, Zhang Lu beside him couldn't help but shout out loud, his mouth almost splitting to the sky. However, just as he started speaking, the crowd exploded into chaos, with various Advanced Scholars turning their gazes, many of them casting envious looks, not lacking sour expressions.
"So young, how could someone of this age rank second on the Imperial Examination Results? What skill does he have!"
But before the voice faded, an Advanced Scholar from the Southern Provinces spoke up.
"What skill? Brother Zhang is a role model for us Advanced Scholars from the Southern Provinces, a young prodigy, his articles are as splendid as blooming flowers, how could usual Advanced Scholars compare!"
"Indeed, how can age determine the depth of one's writing? Such a statement is utterly wrong! Who among us Southern Advanced Scholars does not know Brother Zhang's knowledge!"
"Congratulations to Brother Zhang!"
