The woman by the lake slowly turned around. She looked like a young woman of sixteen or seventeen, but her eyes, like a lake in spring water, had shed their girlish naiveté and were filled with the brilliance of a wise woman.
“Isn’t today the provincial examination? Why aren’t you guarding the examination site? What are you doing here?”
“That person is here!” Qiu Mochi was a little excited.
“Who?”
“The one who wrote ‘Bring in the Wine,’ the one who sent my teacher to the pinnacle of literary talent!”
“Him?” The girl’s eyes shimmered. “What’s he doing here?”
“Taking the provincial examination!”
“What? He’s taking the provincial examination this year?”
“I was surprised too. He said he just came to soak up the atmosphere. Aunt, should I bring him over after the exam? Didn’t you want h
