The Banshan Hall, which was usually the most deserted place in the Imperial College, became lively from early in the morning that day.
Some students who almost never showed up in the past came here from all directions, either by car, on horseback, or in sedan chairs, and then whispered in groups of three or four as they did in the small circles of the past, and finally, after the door of Banshan Hall opened, they rushed in in a noisy manner.
When they found that there were names on every table, some people complained. But when they wanted to change seats, they found that the names were directly engraved on the table. They had to move the table to change seats. In addition, Zhang Chen, Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu were wandering around like patrolling sea demons. The dandies had no choice but to sit down according to the seats and names.
When almost everyone was seated, two children who were obviously no more than seven or eight years old suddenly appeared at the door and looked around. Zhang Wu, who had sharp eyes, coughed lightly when he saw this and asked, "Are those the third and fourth princes at the door?"
His voice was neither loud nor soft, and soon, the huge Banshan Hall fell silent. It was not because the two young princes had much deterrent power, but because everyone was worried that the emperor had sent someone to escort them over, and they would be responsible for observing the performance of others. When they saw the two short guys still hesitating outside the door, someone couldn't help but sneer.
"The prince is here, but the master is not here yet. What a big deal... Ugh!"
The next moment, he saw a man suddenly come in between the two princes, and then he pulled one with each hand, and led the two little guys into the Banshan Hall gently but firmly.
After sending the two to the only two seats in the first row and asking them to sit down, the man who had just led them in and bent over stood up straight. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a blue official uniform of a doctor of the Imperial College, with outstanding facial features. At this time, he smiled faintly, with clear eyes and eyebrows, and was handsome and amiable. At first glance, he seemed to be a gentle and easy-going person.
As people came to the center station, everyone understood that the person who came was Zhang Shou, who was known as the youngest doctor in the history of the Imperial College and who would keep them under strict control from now on!
"It looks like the seats are full. I'll call the roll, and ask the students who are called to stand up and introduce themselves to everyone. For example, my name is Zhang Shou, and I'm best at things related to numbers, and so on. Of course, if you feel that you have no strengths, it's okay to say something about your preferences. For example, I like horseback hunting the most, and that's fine too."
After Zhang Shou finished speaking, he ignored the whispers below, and even without looking through the roster, he casually called out, "Zhang Chen."
After noticing Zhang Shou coming in, Zhang Chen, who was sitting behind the third prince in the second row, immediately stood up. Of course, he was not afraid of introducing himself, and even turned around proudly to look at everyone, and then said word by word: "I am Zhang Chen, the eldest son of Duke Qin. I can only say that I am so-so at horse racing and archery, but I am absolutely good at beating people!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "beat him", so much so that the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince, who grew up together, couldn't help but exchange glances and both decided that Zhang Chen was a dangerous person!
Zhang Wu, who was called by Zhang Shou next, spoke very gently: "I am Zhang Wu, the son of Nanyang Marquis. I don't have any special skills, but my meticulousness and patience are my strengths. Well, I like writing, and my calligraphy is pretty good."