The autumn examination was approaching and it started to rain. The autumn rain was chilling and the heart was cool. When I was reviewing in the room, Pei Ziyun also added a piece of clothes.
When I opened the window, I saw the steps in front of the attic. Several servants were cleaning the fallen leaves. A few more people were getting farther away from the roof. The raindrops fell on the bluestone floor and ticked.
The scholars who live in the yard have gone out less recently. The yard has the sound of reading every day, especially in the morning.
"Tomorrow is the state trial." Pei Ziyun was also reviewing and reading the article, but it was different from the last mansion trial. This time he was full of confidence, just recited it, and all kinds of thoughts were running in his mind: "I only realized today that I have confidence and have some rest, what is the true meaning."
After putting down the book, he picked up a volume of local chronicles from the bookshelf.
Local chronicles are books that record the history, culture, celebrities, and geography of a region. They are generally records of a region's era, provinces, counties, and counties.
In his previous life, Pei Ziyun entered Songyun Gate and read the books of sages. When he entered Songyun Gate, he wanted to revive Songyun Gate. He had never read these customs and customs seriously. The local chronicles in his hand recorded the deeds of the prefectures in the previous dynasty.
I opened it and read a few pages.
"The ambition of counties and towns is not just a matter of existence, so they are really aware of the reform, so they can examine the gains and losses and advise them to be very cautious."
"If you want the body, it is important to be simple and complicated. However, if you don't understand the matter, you will not be able to see the past. If you don't have any words, you will not be able to wait for the future. You must read it, so that people can be like growing up in the land, knowing the situation, developing the feelings of the rivers and mountains, and expressing the ideas of the house and the notes. This is the kind of ambition."
I just wanted to look carefully, but I heard the knock on the door, and the sound was easy to tell.
When Pei Ziyun opened the door, his hair was messy, and the person in his hand was holding a roll of red eyes. It seemed that he did not sleep well last night and was bored and depressed.
After entering the room, Yi Zhiquan asked the question directly.
These days, I often communicate with these scholars, and I have a complicated relationship with Pei Ziyun. According to Pei Ziyun's own words, I am envious, jealous and hateful.
Most people have the upper hand, and a few people can suppress jealousy and hatred and ask for advice. It is easy to reach 32 years, but they often come to ask questions about their intentions. This attitude is even Pei Ziyun cannot refuse to accept it.
Seeing Yi Zhiquan smiled bitterly and said, "I thought about this sutra for a long time last night, but I couldn't figure it out thoroughly, so I came to ask for advice."
Pei Ziyun took the book, looked at the above thought, thought for a while, and then started to say: "This sentence means that he is skilled in literature and his nature is still rare!"
As he said that, he said in detail in plain words. After listening to it, Yi Zhiquan suddenly realized and praised: "Thank you, Brother Pei, I will never thank you for your kindness."
In the room, Pei Ziyun did not close the window. It was raining and it was a little cold under the autumn wind. Pei Ziyun was cooking tea and drank tea together.
Yi Zhiquan understood the intention and felt relieved. He said, "Tomorrow will be the state test. I feel uneasy. But this year I met Brother Pei, which solved many questions. Brother Yu must remember his great kindness."
Yi Zhiquan said, his expression was a little gloomy when he spoke, and as he spoke, he felt a little melancholy.
Pei Ziyun was about to speak, but then listened to Yi Zhiquan and continued: "I was not satisfied with the previous two sessions. I am still here this year because my thoughts are still there. I always feel that there is a glimmer of hope. If you give it a try, you might be defeated."
Pei Ziyun also sighed. If he didn't have this plum blossom, he wouldn't know how long it would take to be the Juren. The original owner was an indigenous person and had good qualifications. He was only twenty-one years old when he became a scholar, let alone a Juren?
But with the plum blossoms, he took away other people's literary thoughts. This time, he was confident and looked at the scholar who was sad and expectant in front of him, but Pei Ziyun could only be silent and could not speak.
The room was silent, and when Pei Ziyun heard the knock on the door, he opened the door. It turned out that Yu Guangmao and others were visiting Pei Ziyun. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yi Zhiquan in the room, holding a book in his hand. At a glance, the few people knew that Yi Zhiquan was coming to ask questions.
I saw these people smiling and said, "I said I had just asked Brother Yi to ask Brother Pei to queue up tomorrow but I couldn't find him. Brother Wang said Brother Yi must be asking questions upstairs. Sure enough, Brother Yi is here."
Yu Guangmao also said: "Line in line tomorrow, I don't know what to do?"
"Everyone, I am the oldest. Although I am not good at studying literature, I still have some experience in this exam room." Yi Zhiquan stood up and bowed, saying: "Today, I must bring you simple things. Remember to bring two more blankets. It is cold at this time and there is no quilt in the exam room, so you need to prepare carefully."
"You have to bring a few more clothes, but the blankets and clothes must be old, because the inspector will cut them open and check them."
"There is no need to bring the pen and ink, it's all inside."
"Prepare some food. Although the meat buns and pancakes are good, they can't stand it even after eating them for three days."
When Pei Ziyun heard this, he understood secretly: "Only I am the first exam, but there are only a few other exams, and even Yu Guangmao is the second one, so he deliberately told me."
"I heard my opinion and I came to repay you."
Pei Ziyun secretly thanked her, but in his previous life, he actually took one exam and had a memory. He understood that this state exam was different from the government exam. He had to take the exam for three days in a row. The government only prepared big cakes and clear water. He only ate big cakes for three consecutive days. That would be to fade out of the birds.
You can prepare whatever you want, but you have to take care of your stomach if you want to eat.
Yi Zhiquan didn't know that Pei Ziyun had experience and was still talking about the taboos and attention of the state examination. With these preparations, the state examination could be more secure.
"These scholars are still united with each other!"
These were shown on a water mirror, Yun Niang looked at it and smiled.
Tomorrow is the state examination. Yun Niang checked the scholars and gradually realized that among these scholars, Pei Ziyun was the first in literary talent, Yu Guangmao was the second, Yi Zhiquan was the second, others had some possibilities, but the matter of the imperial examination was seven points in people, and three points in heaven.
"It depends on your luck." Yun Niang thought to herself.
The next day
The sky was cold and the drizzling rain was drizzling. Before dawn, the lights in this small yard were already bright. All scholars were getting up and preparing for the state examination today.
The Fu Mansion is not far from the Gongyuan. You can see across the street, outside the examination room, a greenhouse was built to cover the rain, and the torches were burning with braziers, which was brightly illuminated.
Several guards with swords and guards stood in front of the steps like nails. The soldiers of the yamen runners in the prefecture were mobilized and the roads near the examination room were sealed. They were not allowed to approach the roads with wooden boards. Hawkers, pawns, and idle people were allowed to approach.
The neatly garrison soldiers, wearing straw raincoats and holding spears, blocked the intersections everywhere. Cavalry patrolled the periphery from time to time, not only to prevent fraud, but also to protect candidates.
Pei Ziyun got up and lit the lights. The window had already been closed. He changed into the blue shirt in the package, put on the scarf, used all the supplies he prepared yesterday, and walked towards the examination room according to the notice at the time of registration.
Yi Zhiquan and others also gathered together and set off.
As soon as Pei Ziyun approached the examination room, he heard the sound of horse hooves. A cavalry rushed past, all of whom were wearing straw raincoats and holding long swords. The rain was dripping on the straw raincoats on these cavalry.
Although these cavalry were not wearing armor, they all had a murderous aura. When they passed by, the scholars who were originally talking on the streets all quieted down, with only the sound of horse hooves and rain hitting the umbrella straw raincoat.
"Xu Xinli, military affairs are strong and he attaches great importance to literary affairs." Pei Ziyun looked at these cavalrymen, remembering his own world in his previous life, and the machine gun supervision exam room, and couldn't help but laugh: "After a few years, more than ten years, even in the provincial examination, he would not be so generous."
Tribute
The school officials who presided over the state examination and the examiner in the examination room were all sitting on the high-rise buildings in the examination room, looking down from above, with torches around them, and there were many officials next to them, holding long knives to protect the surroundings of these officials.
A little further away, the soldiers were holding long swords and wearing straw raincoats, standing in the rain, and there were tables specially used to light torches around them. The fire shone on these soldiers, and the fire flashed in the eyes of these soldiers, and there was a murderous aura.
There were desks in front of these officials, with tea and some dried fruits on them. They didn't say anything at this time, but quietly looked at the scholar who came to the exam room with an umbrella in the clouds.
The shed in front has different entrances, and each mansion is in different areas. Pei Ziyun, Yu Guangmao, and Yizhi are all scholars from Dong'an Mansion, and they enter the venue in Dong'an Mansion.
At the entrance of the greenhouse, there were several clerks, and an official was checking the scholars in the chasing. A scholars were in the entrance, and they reported their names. The officials checked and shouted loudly: "Why are you different from the portrait? There is a mole on the edge."
The scholar was drunk and couldn't speak. The official waved his hand: "Put down and find out his identity, and those who have fame will be dismissed immediately."
Immediately, several yamen runners rushed up, each holding a hand and dragging it away. Only then did the scholar react and shouted loudly: "Sir, I dare not, I dare not, let me go!"
Screaming after screaming, then going away, the scholars present were all in awe. In this atmosphere, Pei Ziyun entered the greenhouse, and the torches in front were burning, illuminating the entrance like during the day, with several large tables placed on them, and several soldiers wearing armor, standing on one side, with a feather on their heads.
At this time, Yi Zhiquan approached: "It was the Yu Guard Army, the sergeant sent by the imperial court to supervise the provincial examination president. It was not allowed to collide, otherwise it would be considered a fraud and the fame and fortune should be eliminated."
These yamen runners poured all the scholars and their things out and sprinkled them on the table. They checked all the pens and inkstones. They had to take apart and see if there were any inclutches inside. After dismantling them, they threw them into the basket, let alone the paper with words. They were not allowed to bring them except food, clothing and clothing.
These yamen runners were like bandits, searching for carry-on items, cutting all the food with a knife, and finally putting them into the basket and mixing them together.
All scholars had to untied their long robe and scarves, and only took off their underwear. They let the yamen runners check and returned them after they checked their clothes and shoes. Fortunately, there were torches, which burned red and were not cold, but they were all gentle and swept the floor.
Chapter completed!