Miss Zhang, the second daughter of the Zhang family, had also come to attend the lecture?
Chen Ji was slightly surprised.
Prince Jing teased, "Minister Zhang, it's fine for your daughter Zhang Xia to attend Mr. Wang's lectures, but you and Mr. Wang took the imperial examination in the same year. He was the second-place scholar, and you were the top scholar. Instead of sending Zhang Xia to Mr. Wang, why not teach her yourself?"
Zhang Zhuo chuckled, "Back then, His Majesty thought he was too young and impulsive, so he deliberately didn't make him the top scholar. In terms of talent, I am no match for him."
Prince Jing smiled faintly, "Minister Zhang, you're being modest."
Zhang Zhuo shook his head, "It's not modesty. I still remember that day in the Fengtian Hall, under the heavy eaves and the grand roof, with rows of brackets like wells, His Majesty sat on the golden dragon throne. I didn't even dare to lift my head, but Wang Daosheng dared to look directly at His Majesty. Just in terms of courage, I am no match for him."