[Quick Transmigration] Struggle History of a Winner in Life

With more than six months left before the final exam, students from all over the world gathered in the capital to be admitted to various colleges one after another.

There are several academies in the capital, including the Royal Academy where the children of the royal family gather, Guozijian, the highest institution sponsored by the state, the Pontifical Academy under the name of the Pope in the north, Nanhu Academy where great scholars from all over the world gather, and Wuling Academy with military background.

These five colleges have their own differences, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and they are comparable.However, it is undeniable that they are all excellent, and they are places where students from all over the world want to study.

As the highest institution of higher learning in the country, Guozijian is the place that students most yearn for.When Zhou Ji came down the mountain, the first person he wanted to be admitted to was the Guozijian.

"Student Zhou Ji, your essay test is very good, and you are No.1 in this assessment. Logically speaking, you can enter the Imperial Academy to study. However, you have no martial arts, let alone practice, so you are not qualified for this." A lecturer from the Imperial College looked at Zhou Ji regretfully, feeling that he had missed his talents.What a pity, what a pity, why is he just an ordinary person?

Zhou Ji accepted the reality with a calm face, without feeling any frustration.Such an ending was within his expectation.

Pontifical College, failed.

South Lake College, failed.

Looking at the envelope in his hand, Zhou Ji decided to give it a try at Wuling College.

"Young master, how can I get to Wuling College?" Zhou Ji walked towards a young man in blue and asked with a smile.

The boy in blue froze for a moment, then pointed to the left, "Just go this way."

"Thank you, young master, and leave." Zhou Ji didn't have any doubts, and walked straight to the left.

Not long after Zhou Ji left, a young man in purple approached the boy in blue. "Brother, I kept you waiting, let's go back!"

The blue-clothed boy nodded, and happily followed his elder brother to leave.

"By the way, big brother, how to get to Wuling College!"

"Go there," the young man in purple pointed to the right, and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

The boy in blue looked at the direction his brother was pointing at, and smiled awkwardly, "Someone asked me for directions just now, and I pointed in the opposite direction."

The young man in purple shook his head and said bitterly, "You're a road idiot. If you don't get lost yourself, it's fine. If you give directions to others, isn't that cheating you?"

The blue-clothed boy stuck out his tongue, "I thought I was pointing the right way!"

The young man in purple looked at his younger brother speechlessly, "Forget it, it's just a trivial matter. That unlucky bastard who was tricked by you will always be able to ask the right way. After all, there are not many people like you in the capital. "

The unlucky Zhou Ji didn't find the right path after all, because he met someone halfway, which made his life turn a corner.

There are sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road, and the crisp green leaves are growing unscrupulously, bringing vitality to this spring.

Zhou Ji walked on the stone road, adjusted his breathing, and moved forward slowly.

"Hey! Brother, are you going to the academy to take the assessment too?" A young man in brocade clothes appeared beside Zhou Ji at some point, with one arm around Zhou Ji's shoulder, and asked enthusiastically.

"Yeah!" Zhou Ji nodded, looking at the hand on his shoulder without any trace.

"I'm Zhao Chengwei, brother, how about you?" Zhao Chengwei looked at the luxurious clothes on Zhou Ji's body (provided by Zhang Yuanhou's house), and then at the storage bag on his waist, and said, "I can tell, brother, you You’re from another place. Brother, I’ve lived in the capital for 16 years, and this is the first time I’ve seen you, brother!”

"I'm Zhou Ji, brother Zhao is polite." Zhou Ji was not used to Zhao Chengwei's enthusiasm, and was slightly awkward.

The two walked forward side by side, Zhao Chengwei kept talking, and Zhou Ji kept listening except for a few echoes occasionally.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the college. Before Zhou Ji had a good look at the scene in front of the college, Zhao Chengwei pulled him in.

The location of the assessment was in a pavilion in a courtyard. The examiner sat in the pavilion, and a group of men and women scattered around, conducting the assessment in an orderly manner.

Zhou Ji glanced roughly, and saw that this group of men and women were dressed in brocade clothes, some in coarse cloth, and some in white-washed silk and satin clothes.Except for those who were being assessed, they all gathered in small groups and spoke in low voices.

For some reason, Zhou Ji felt a little weird, and always felt that these people were different.After taking a closer look, Zhou Ji realized that it was etiquette.

Regardless of the family background of this group of people, they learned the same etiquette, which is no different from what Zhou Ji learned from childhood.

When other colleges conduct assessments, students also come from all over the world.However, among them, there are very few people who have learned this kind of etiquette.Not to mention orderly, even if it is not loud, it is extremely rare.

Seeing too many disturbed scenes, suddenly seeing such an orderly scene, no wonder Zhou Ji felt weird!

Standing quietly by the side, Zhou Ji listened to Zhao Chengwei while watching other people assess.

The assessment content of the five colleges in Beijing is different, but Zhou Ji did not expect that the difference would be so big.

What is going on with Wuling College? How could there be such an assessment method?Take a little blood and drop it on the red spar. As long as the spar glows, the students who come to participate in the assessment will be admitted.

"Don't worry, this is just a formality. Anyone who comes here is of royal blood who is not legitimate, and they will all be admitted. No matter how poor your aptitude is, the Royal Academy will not reject you." I thought Zhou Ji was nervous. , Zhao Chengwei quickly comforted him.

"What did you say, this is the Royal Academy?" Zhou Ji asked in disbelief, with a rare hint of surprise in his eyes.The Royal Academy is well-known, and non-royal bloodlines are not allowed to enter.Because of this, it has never been within the scope of Zhou Ji's consideration.

"Of course this is the Royal Academy, don't you know?" Zhao Chengwei asked in disbelief.

Zhou Ji stroked his forehead and said speechlessly: "To tell you the truth, Brother Zhao, I want to go to Wuling College."

"Wuling Academy?" Zhao Chengwei smiled, "Wuling Academy and Royal Academy are one south and one north, Brother Zhou, you are too lost! Forget it, Royal Academy is no worse than Wuling Academy, so you can study here with peace of mind Bar!"

"Brother Zhao, I understand this too. But..." I am not of royal blood!Before Zhou Ji finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Chengwei.

"Brother Zhou, it's your turn." Zhao Chengwei pulled Zhou Ji, walked up to the examiner, and greeted him.

"The old prince is well," Zhou Ji also saluted, and then sat in front of the old prince.He let the old prince grab his hand as if nothing had happened, pricked his finger with a silver needle, and smeared blood on the red spar.

Facts speak louder than words, as long as it is detected that he is not of royal blood, brother Zhao will not say anything.Thinking this way, Zhou Ji casually watched the spar emit a strong red light.

The spar emits a strong red light...

There was a strong red light...

Intense red light...

red light...

Zhou Ji was stunned, who could tell him how he came from the royal blood!He was an abandoned orphan who was rescued by his master and was lucky enough to survive.

Seeing the wound on his hand being smeared with medicine and bandaged up, Zhou Ji silently saluted and stepped back.

Soon, Zhao Chengwei also passed the assessment and came to Zhou Ji's side. "What's the matter, I'm still thinking about Wuling Academy! Now that I'm here, I'm safe, the Royal Academy is no worse than Wuling Academy!"

Zhou Ji shook his head, "No, I was just thinking, why are some people so downcast?"

Zhao Chengwei chuckled, "The blood of the royal family sounds good, but it's actually worthless at all, and it's no different from other students. The Yong Dynasty has been established for more than a hundred years, and there are countless princes and daughters of each generation. It's a woman, both of whom are of royal blood.

Some people run a good business and enjoy endless prosperity and wealth.Because some people made big mistakes, they were demoted to common people and lived in poverty, and their children naturally did not live very well. "

"So that's how it is," Zhou Ji finally understood, his parents were the type who lived in poverty, otherwise, how could he have abandoned his congenitally defective child.

The Royal Academy is the academy with the best welfare, not to mention food and housing, and monthly money.Zhou Ji lives like a fish in water here.

In Zhang Yuanhou's mansion, Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou stood up in surprise.

"What did you say, Zhou Ji was admitted to the Royal Academy."

"Madam Qi, yes. Mr. Zhou Ji was assessed in the Guozijian, Pontifical College, and Nanhu College, and he was the first in all the essay tests. However, he was eliminated because he did not practice. In the end, he went to the Royal Academy to verify After getting through the bloodline, I stayed directly in the college." A servant replied respectfully, kneeling on the ground through the screen.

"Okay, let's go down to receive the reward!" Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou waved her hand and told the servant to retreat.

"Nurse Wang, that boy Zhou Ji is actually of royal blood. It seems that the father-in-law's decision back then was really right. If he can cultivate, and I have a more ordinary daughter, maybe I will really let him be my daughter." The son-in-law of Yuanhou Mansion."

"Madam, from your appearance, it seems that you like that child very much." Wang Momo asked with a smile, appearing from the shadows.

"That's true. Zhou Ji is a smart guy. He knows the times well and has a good temperament. He deserves my liking." Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou shook her head and said regretfully, "It's a pity! He is not good enough for Feng after all. Girl, I can't compare to Prince Showa."

"The same people have different fates, they are of the same royal blood, they are equally talented, and they are equally incapable of cultivating. It is only because of their different identities that there is a difference." Wang Momo said with emotion, she also likes that child Zhou Ji very much .

"Mother Wang, tell the people below to send some things to Zhou Ji. Although the Royal Academy is good, there are always some inconveniences." Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Although the boy I don't have the chance to be my son-in-law in Zhang Yuanhou's residence, but I should be a family friend, so I can't lose my courtesy."

"Madam is kind, I will do it right away." Mother Wang smiled and disappeared into the shadows.

Mrs. Zhang Yuanhou smiled, and said to herself: "If Zhou Ji hadn't quit the engagement immediately, no matter how much my wife likes him, she wouldn't have given him such good treatment. Anything that hinders Feng Nu from becoming a crown princess No one or thing can exist.”