When asked about the answer, Bai Erlang was shocked, "Although I'm here to gain experience, it's still too different."
Bai Shan frowned and said, "This year's questions are too difficult."
He had done the questions for the Jinshi subject five times before, and none of the questions were so difficult or so biased.
Bai Dalang also found it difficult. The two cousins looked at each other and felt that this time they might have really experienced it.
Because of this idea, Bai Shan and the others were completely relaxed when they entered the examination room on the last day. Even Bai Dalang, who had always cared about examinations, waved to them with a relaxed expression, "See you in the afternoon."
"See you in the afternoon."
The tables for the three of them were widely separated, and I don’t know how they were separated. Anyway, they were not in the same place. Bai Shan’s desk was in the second row, very close to the examiner’s position in front.
Today's test was on current affairs policy. As soon as the paper was handed out, Bai Shan only had two words in his mind, "Sure enough."
He stared blankly at the title on the scroll. After a while, he raised his hand to pour a little water into the inkstone, and then took the grinding rod to grind the ink.
His hands were grinding slowly and slowly, and his mind was spinning rapidly. He felt that there was no hope for him in this exam.
Not only him, but also his eldest cousin and Bai Er, no matter how famous he is, Bai Er is still the future consort of the princess, and the examiner cannot give them high marks regardless of the content of the paper.
But now that I'm here, I still have to do the papers well. Just do it as if it's the homework assigned by your teacher.
Bai Shan thought deeply, how to start?
The candidates in the same examination room also collapsed. Some of them had already begun to wander, let alone writing essays. They didn't even start writing ink, and seemed to be planning to give up.
Although Bai Shan did not feel that his ideas were mature, nor did he feel that his ideas could be recognized, he still wrote two large pieces of paper eloquently.
Bai Dalang and Bai Erlang also filled up a piece of paper after being sluggish.
I especially remember that when they first started writing policy papers, they didn’t know how to start. Mr. Zhuang taught them that no matter whether they knew how to start a paper or not, you must first understand the topic and then have your own ideas.
After you can think, you can write. Even if you don't know how to start, use allusions, and have average literary talent, as long as you write down what you have thought about, it will count as a score. Sir, you won't think that you have no ink in your belly.
The three of them have always kept this in mind, so even if they felt guilty, they wrote a lot eloquently. In the eyes of the candidates who were biting their pens and struggling for a long time before they could write two lines of words, they thought that these people were very powerful.
ah.
But this was all an appearance. The three of them worked hard until the afternoon. After lunch, they carefully revised and added. After confirming that nothing had been added, they began to copy the contents of the manuscript onto the paper. Finally, they packed up their things and went out dejectedly.
Walk.
The gong sounded and everyone handed in their papers and went out.
When they arrived at the gate, Feng Zongping and others also came. Everyone looked at each other, and after finally confirming that everyone seemed to be in the same boat, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Zongping said: "My father said that I will take the exam again next year. If I still fail, I will take the Ming Jing exam. Do you want to come together?"
Bai Shan refused, "I want to go on a study tour first, and then come back and take the exam again in two years. If I still fail, I will think about whether to take the Jinshi or Mingjing exam."
Feng Zongping looked at his face, nodded and said: "Yes, you are still young. Even if you take the Ming Jing exam in three or four years, you will still be young."
He won't be able to do it anymore. If he takes the Jinshi exam for a few more years and then takes the Ming Jing exam, he will be considered older even if he is admitted to the Ming Jing exam.
Yi Ziyang also sighed, "I knew it was difficult to pass the Jinshi exam, but I didn't know it was so difficult."
Bai Dalang nodded in agreement, it was really difficult.
These few of them were still young after all, and there were village tributes from all over the country nearby who were quite young. As soon as they left the examination room, they held their hands on the wall and cried silently.
I don’t know who cried first, so everyone couldn’t hold it back and just started crying at the entrance of the examination room.
When Man Bao ran over to pick them up, he saw many people standing, squatting or sitting beside him, crying, ranging from gray-bearded men in their fifties and sixties to young men in their thirties.
She didn't know what happened, so she couldn't help but look at Bai Shan.
Bai Shanye looked worried, and his eyes seemed a little red.
Man Bao immediately ran forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
Bai Shan sighed: "This year's questions are too difficult."
Man Bao: ...So is it difficult to cry?
A family member of a candidate came forward to pick him up and comforted him: "It's okay. If you fail the test this year, you can just take the test again next year."
"I failed the exam this year, and I will even fail the exam next year," a candidate with a gray beard wiped his tears and said, "Forget it, I won't take the exam, and I will go home and teach my grandson."
"...Dad, why don't you take the Ming Jing test? Your eldest grandson will take the Ming Jing test next year."
"I'm over fifty, and it's too embarrassing for me to take the Ming Jing exam."
Bai Zhi and Feng Zongping, who were planning to take the Ming Jing exam instead:...
Everyone turned around and left quickly, deciding to leave here first.
Most of those who cried were rural tributes. To qualify for the exam, they had to first pass the exam in the county, then the exam in the prefectural city, and finally they had to go to the capital to take the review exam from the Ministry of Civil Affairs before they could qualify.
Therefore, the age of Xiang Gong is generally not young, at least twenty.
Unlike the students like them, because they are students from Fu Xue, Imperial College, and Chongwen Hall, they are still very young. To get the qualifications, they only need to pass the exam once in school.
There are a lot of places for students in the Chongwen Hall. Zhao Liulang and others have no idea of taking the exam, so Bai Shan and the others don't even take the exam. Those who want to take the Jinshi exam can directly submit their names, and Kong Jijiu will give them the places.
They are.
As for Bai Dalang, he had taken the exam once in the Imperial College. At that time, he felt that he was pretty good, so he was full of confidence.
After all, the student examination in the Imperial College is equivalent to the preliminary examination for the Jinshi examination. He ranks high among them, so he should be very promising.
But as soon as the papers on Confucian classics and current affairs were handed out, he knew that he had thought too much.
However, even if they did not do well in the exam, they could not lose in terms of momentum. Therefore, when some classmates from the Imperial College came up to ask them how they did in the exam, all three of them, including Bai Shanbai Erlang, said that they did well in the exam anyway.
They wrote a lot.
It is not certain whether the examiners will give points or not.
After seeing off these unfamiliar classmates, Feng Zongping turned around and asked Bai Shan and the others, "Did you really do well in the exam?"
Bai Shandao: "Do you believe it? We have the same classes."
Feng Zongping breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I thought Mr. Zhuang and Kong Jijiu had set up a small stove for you. This time the current affairs policy asked about land equalization. I wonder if next year he will ask about military towns.