After the test papers in the palace examination are sent to the Mifeng Office, the arrangement officer will fold them in half, paste their names and origins, and then take a few radicals in the "Shu Book" with radicals plus radicals, and synthesize them into a new code to serve as the test number for each test paper.

In the era without Arabic numerals, the test number can be very strange and uncommon, with the rich sweet and romantic young man of Shamatt - they are all combinations of strange radicals and strange radicals that people don't recognize. No matter how high your education is, you can't recognize any words.

The test requires each paper to be submitted to the official copying and the official copying. The palace exam is more similar to the modern college entrance examination. It can be just pasted with a number and not copied separately, so that the test papers that the official sees can reflect the handwriting of the candidates.

The test papers for the Jinshi subject are sent to the Jinshi examination school, Mingjing, Mingfa and other other subjects, and to the various subjects.

There will be eight to twelve examiners in the Jinshi Scientific Examination School, and they will take two to three days to conduct the first review of more than 300 test papers.

Because the paper marking work has experienced the crackdown on fraud cases in the palace examination, a harmonious atmosphere of "serious, serious, active, democratic and lively" has emerged.

Three days later, the first assessment of the palace test paper level was completed.

The examiner of the examination school was initially liberated, and the examination papers that were completed were rated and sent to the examination school for the second review. Two days later, the second grade assessment was completed and the examination was submitted to the detailed examination.

The detailed conclusion was made by Yin Zhu, the Minister of Rites and Ouyang Xiu, and the Minister of the Imperial Edict, and personally disassembled the results of the two grades of each test paper one by one.

If the results of the first rating and the second rating are the same, the two detailed rating officials do not need to worry about it, just report it according to the evaluation results.

If the results of the first rating and the second rating are different, the two officials will have to spend a lot of effort and make a decision.

After the agreement is completed, twelve copies will be selected from the best papers and submitted to the imperial court for the imperial examination. The official will select the top scorer, the second scorer, and the third scorer.

In other words, the task of the official family is just to look at the twelve test papers, and the other students of the emperor were selected by the emperor's ministers.

After seven or eight days passed, Zhao Zhen finally saw this new batch of test papers.

The palace examination and paper review once every three years are no longer a strange thing for Zhao Zhen. He personally witnessed the rise of the Tiansheng Jinshi Group, and personally read one after another, focusing on the top lyrics of the Song Dynasty.

But this time, when Zhao Zhen opened the test paper, he still couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Before the ranking is determined, even Zhao Zhen cannot tear apart the name and see which one is Fang Zhongyong's paper.

He picked up the first one with a little nervousness, and was named by the two of them, and was intended to be rated as the top scorer.

On the first prize sheet, the first rating was the second-class volume, and the second rating was the first-class volume. The last three ratings were still set as the first-class volume. Zhao Zhen has been in the throne for more than 20 years and has never seen such a high-profile paper, and his hands were trembling slightly.

He excitedly opened the test paper and first saw the "Border People's Fu".

There is no praise for peace in the world, nor is there any criticism of the people's misfortune. This tribute to the people of the border is about a person who is living in a foreign land, a difficult survival experience, and a feeling of feeling that when other friends die in the border land, they will feel the life of this life and hope for the next life.

Neatly speaking, the dialogue is full of eternal meaning. The key is the kind of compassion that is pursuing a grand and eternal feeling of compassion between heaven and earth, and the kind of mental strength that is poorer and stronger, and never stops in the ambition of destiny.

After reading it, it makes people laugh and cry, and the fragrance remains between their lips and teeth. There is a hint of sorrow and shock in their hearts.

...

Zhe Yiran and Liu Yue'e sat side by side on the wall of the Liu family's backyard. The two looked at the moon and chatted, and then talked about what happened a few days ago.

Liu Yue'e is a woman with a strong personality, and Zhe Yiran is the same, but Zhe Yiran's strongness is more inner, while her beautiful and cold appearance makes her stubbornness and tenacity quietly cover her heart.

"Yes, you tell me, why do Chen Jichang and other literary talents want to pursue those ugly and deformed little-legged sisters?" Liu Yue'e suddenly asked this sentence to the sky.

Zhe still paused a little, scattered Liu Yue'e on her temples with her hands, pursed a strand of black hair that was scattered by the wind, and then asked lightly: "Yue, do you think they really like the little feet themselves?"

"Hmm?" Liu Yue'e was a little confused, looking at Zhe Yiran, with a little expectation in her eyes.

"They like it first, the curiosity; more importantly, the weakness, powerlessness and inconvenience brought to women by their little feet. Think about these talented people, who have no power to tie a chicken,

But I still hope that the women around me will be weaker and need to rely on them more, so my little feet just satisfy this psychological demand." Zhe Yiran sighed with a little disdain.

"But, Fang Zhongyong, I heard that he is also a talented scholar who can't ride a horse, why? It's very different." Liu Yue'e's tone was a little hesitant. Based on her woman's intuition and understanding of her best friend, she felt that Fang Zhongyong's position in Zhe Ran's heart might not be unusual.

"He doesn't have that kind of psychological appeal, because he never regards himself as a literati. He is a powerful and powerful person in his heart." Zhe Yiran's long eyelashes flashed in the moonlight, and he spoke to the moon with a little expectation.

"Yiran, you?" Liu Yue'e hesitated slightly, wondering whether she should ask Zhe Yiran's other party Zhongyong, and her more precise thoughts.

"By the way, Yue'e, Fang Zhongyong said that another day, he would send the secrets of "Wing Chun" practice that day to our mansion.

Let’s take a look back. I don’t know what kind of magical martial arts that thing is.” Zhe Yiran cleverly changed the topic, and his clear eyes were full of cunning light.

...

The sunshine as it approaches winter shines a little pale on the new front of the house, and a pair of newly hung lanterns look particularly festive.

Yannong, Mo Xiang held Prince Yue, Ma Erya greeted him in front, Chai Lin greeted him in the back, Fang Zhongyong escorted him on the left, and a large group of people wrapped around Prince Yue in black, checked in Fang's mansion.

Stepping into the mansion, Wang Ziyue looked at the blue sky above her head. The sky looked particularly bright under the clear and clear weather.

Ma Erya greeted Wang Ziyue diligently and entered a room that had been arranged in the East Courtyard.

Fang Zhongyong and Chai Lin stood in the yard, without following in, but chatted with each other towards the green pine and cypress and dead branches of the sycamore trees in the yard.

"Zhongyong, you have to take good care of Yue'er." Chai Lin looked serious and serious, with a heroic sentimental feeling of enduring pain and giving up love.

Fang Zhongyong nodded slightly, suddenly smiled and turned to Chai Lin: "Actually, have you ever thought about finding something for Yue'er that she likes so that she can do, and get economic income and self-achievement from this?"

"Economic income? What is that?" Chai Lin looked at Fang Zhongyong, preparing to listen to him recommending new terms.

"It's like Erya writing a manuscript. Yue'er likes to do something, and after doing it, she can still make money." Fang Zhongyong simply explained the overall meaning and gave up explaining the word "economic income".

"Do you still use her to make money? You don't have to worry about food and clothing. It's not that you can't afford to support her. At worst, I'll pay for her expenses." Chai Lin smiled slightly contemptuously.

"Boy, what are you thinking?" Fang Zhongyong saw that he was so slow, and couldn't help but kick him, and then continued: "It's not for making money itself, but for her to have an extra fulcrum of life."

"What is the fulcrum of life?" Chai Lin, who had a touching IQ, still looked at Fang Zhongyong with confusion.

Fang Zhongyong, who had never been impatient with Chai Lin, suddenly thought of the filthy beauty who could understand each other with just one look - Zhe Yiran.

"For example, you, your family, your lover, your career - the activities you use to make money, gain social status and respect, your friends, etc., are all the fulcrums of life." Fang Zhongyong did not ask Chai Lin to ask repeatedly this time, and continued to say in one breath:
Chapter completed!