Chapter 657: Stimulation

Zhao Xuanji's immaculate boots, yet he seemed oblivious.Still holding the teacup lid in his hand, Zhao Xuanji calmly placed it on the table before lifting his head to look at the messenger standing b...ge either, because everyone knew that today was the day of the palace examination.Since the emperor fell ill and natural disasters have plagued the land year after year, the capital has not been this...