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Chapter 199 Seventy-two sages of Confucius

 Early the next morning, Zhu Pingan woke up from his sleep, lifted the rabbit fur blanket and opened his eyes, only one of them felt cold.

Looking outside, I saw that the earth was silvery white and white, and snowflakes were falling in the sky. At first, the snow was not heavy and not dense, just like catkins flying in the wind, and howling in the north wind,

The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, like a giant white net in the sky, they are getting denser and thicker, and the dormitory seems to have a white curtain suddenly.

I am a wolf from the north, but I froze into a dog in Nanjing.

This sentence is not just for words. Although Yingtian is located in the south, Yingtian is surrounded by hills on three sides and the Yangtze River on the other. The cold air blows southward, directly causing the cold wind.

Of course, this kind of heavy snow is unusual for the weather.

After Zhu Pingan got up, he picked up a rabbit skin coat from his luggage and put it on, and then he felt warm. After washing his face, he had breakfast in the charcoal brazier. Zhu Pingan then cleaned up the dormitory and restored it to normal.

After getting a desk and chair, I started to devote myself to answering questions again.

Zhu Ping'an's only remaining friend next door put all his clothes on and was still shivering from the cold. He couldn't help but put his hand on the brazier to bake while writing a few words, and he had to always be careful not to let the cold

His runny nose was flowing on the test paper. At this time, this man was extremely envious of the silly boy next door who came in carrying a huge luggage.

The heavy snow fell all day long, and on this day Zhu Pingan finished all the remaining four eight-part essays. The last one was written at dusk, and he also used a small candle.

These four eight-part essays are all eight-part essays based on the meaning of the Five Classics, and they are not difficult. However, one of the questions is very interesting: "I am thinking about it." This sentence comes from "Shang Shu Qin Oath", and "Mou Mei" originally means secretly.

And thinking means to dive deep and think quietly (that is, I think secretly in my heart).

There is a joke about this topic in modern times. It is about the annual scientific examination in the late Qing Dynasty. The title of the article is "I am confused and I am thinking about it". It may be based on the questions in this provincial examination. But there is a candidate who has not read "Shang Shu"

"Qin Oath", he mistook "ambiguity" for "sister", so the whole article was called brother and sister, with extremely loving words. After reading it, the examiner couldn't laugh or cry, so he also kept silent and commented on the side: "Brother, you

That's wrong." It became a joke for a while.

I don’t know if anyone will make the same mistake in this exam.

That evening, the snow stopped.

But on the third day, the weather got even colder. It was obvious that the snow was not cold but the snow was cold.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon on the third day, Zhu Pingan had neatly copied all seven eight-part essays onto the test paper. After checking them several times, he was waiting to hand in the paper.

This is the first test of the Provincial Examination, and it is also the most important test. For example, the grading is based on the seven eight-part essays in the first session, and then combined with the second and third sessions after reading. Read and discuss with each other, and choose the correct answer.

Forehead.

This day is the day to hand in papers. Papers are handed in in three batches on this day, one in the morning, one in the afternoon and one in the evening. The examiner will issue a signature for each paper collected, and the signatures are consistent. The names of the examination papers are unknown, and there are copywriters before marking.

Transcribe with a red pen, and the evaluator will review the red script and mark with a blue pen.

Zhu Ping'an hurriedly handed in his papers in the evening, packed his things, and followed the crowd out of Jiangnan Gongyuan.

When Zhu Ping'an appeared, there were still candidates in the Gongyuan who were racing against time. The provincial examination stipulated that the venue should be cleared at midnight, which is around 7 to 9 p.m. If they haven't finished by then, they will have no choice but to fail.

Wish ya'll good luck.

When Zhu Pingan left the examination room, he said something silently.

It's the same as after a modern exam. When you leave the exam room, you see people gathering in twos and threes, talking about things in the exam room. Of course, the main thing is to discuss the exam questions. You say something and I say something. The argument becomes red, and then some people feel that something is wrong, and finally

His face turned pale.

Why bother? If you don't have enough psychological quality, why should you discuss the test questions at this time? Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and strode towards the inn.

"Zhu, Brother Zhu, wait for me."

The fat man's voice came from behind, and Zhu Ping'an stopped. He turned around and saw the fat man running over shivering. As he walked, he washed his runny nose and was as cold as a dog.

The fat man walked up to Zhu Pingan and saw the two layers of rabbit skin coat on Zhu Pingan. His eyes were shining and he rushed forward to take off one piece and put it on. At the end, he was still shouting that his godmother was partial.

"There is one more thing in the bag, I'll give it to you." Zhu Pingan turned around and threw the luggage he was carrying into the fat man's hands.

Then the fat man hurriedly found a rabbit skin jacket from his luggage, and couldn't wait to put it on. Instantly, the long-lost warmth came again, and the fat man's happy eyes were so narrow that he couldn't find it anymore.

Because they had exams tomorrow, Zhu Pingan and Fatty simply had a sumptuous dinner at the inn, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Pingan and other candidates lined up in front of Jiangnan Gongyuan again to wait for admission. This time everyone brought more things, including more clothes.

At about three o'clock, Gongyuan began to check in, and at about six o'clock, Zhu Ping'an arrived at yesterday's dormitory.

This session is the second session of the rural examination, with one trial discussion, five judgments, imperial edict, imperial edict, and internal medicine.

This exam was not difficult at all. Most of them were official papers. Zhu Pingan finished this exam as if he wasted no time. The quality of his answers was also very good. He handed in the paper in the afternoon of the third day.

Then we queued up for the third exam in the early morning.

This exam is much more difficult, with five questions on history and policy. The first policy question was nothing, but when they saw the second question, 80% of the candidates were about to collapse.

"Confucius has seventy-two sages, how can they be sages?"

Damn it, I can’t even describe all the seventy-two disciples of Confucius, but they asked me to tell them what they were capable of! So many candidates collapsed.

Zhu Pingan was a little happy when he saw this question. For me, who has a strong memory, this question is not difficult. I have deliberately looked up information about Confucius's seventy-two disciples on the Internet, including "Confucius"

There are scattered records in "Aristocratic Family", "Spring and Autumn Annals" and so on. For example, "Historical Records of Confucius' Family" records: "Confucius taught poetry, calligraphy, etiquette, and music. He had three thousand disciples, and seventy of them were proficient in the six arts.

"There are two people", so this question is almost not difficult for Zhu Pingan.

Yan Hui was Confucius's favorite disciple, who was studious and benevolent; Min Sun, who was famous for his virtues; Ran Qiu, who had many talents and was famous for his political affairs; Zaiyu, who was good at rhetoric; Duanmuci, who had excellent political and diplomatic talents and financial management and business skills superb

In addition to this policy question, there is another interesting policy question, which asks about policies to control Japanese invaders.

Zhu Ping'an almost didn't need to think about it, he polished the policy he had made to control Japan and copied it directly on the draft paper.

At dusk on the third day, the creaking door of Jiangnan Gongyuan broke the loneliness at the street corner.

A young man wearing a rabbit fur coat walked out of the door, stopped for a moment, looked back at the gate of Jiangnan Gongyuan, confidently raised the corners of his lips, showed a silly smile, and then disappeared into the vast snowstorm. (Unfinished) to be continued……)


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