I, a Late-Born Scholar, Know a Little Boxing (Imperial Exams)

Qin Shilian transmigrated into a peasant boy with no parents. His eldest brother rowed boats, his second brother worked as a blacksmith, and his third brother slaughtered pigs. They worked from dawn till dusk to support his studies. Then a great fire took even his brothers from him. Before their burial mound, Qin Shilian opened the only piece of paper that hadn't burned. The handwriting was hurried and haphazard, and it was written by his eldest brother. "Pass the imperial examinations, and we'll meet again." He thought, then he would pass the examinations. Everyone at the academy knew not to disturb Qin Shilian. Anyone who dared to interrupt his studies would be buried under a pile of books. . When the exam results were announced in the Golden Hall, all eyes were on them. The second-place scholar lowered his brows, and the third-place scholar bowed his head. Only Qin Shilian, the top scholar, was distracted, watching every direction and listening for every sound. His eldest brother was at the end of the princes' line, his second brother stood at the front of the military officers, and his third brother, wearing a sixth-rank official's robe, was loudly announcing the names as the previous year's palace examination's fourth-place graduate. After the Deer-Ming Banquet, Qin Shilian stopped the Seventh Prince, who was pretending not to know him. "Brother, are you going to fight for the throne?" · Theme: Heaven will entrust a great responsibility to this person.