After going out, an official guarding the gate had already seen Yang Cai coming, so he came over immediately. Yang Cai stopped and asked, "Are you Yi Jiying?"
"Yes!" The young official Yi Jiying raised his head and said, "Sir, you have a good memory!"
Yang Cai thought about it and smiled: "What's so memorable about this? You are also an official. I remember it was Hu Caosi. I was also the secretary of Hu Caosi. You are all my subordinates. Is it possible that you are not even your own subordinates?
Don’t you know? Even as an official, I think I’m confused.”
Yi Jiying smiled and said: "Your Majesty, how can you be confused? Who doesn't know your wisdom? We old guys always miss you!"
Yang Cai didn't expect this person to be able to climb the pole like this. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You are telling the truth. Let's do this. I will give you an errand, and you come here."
"Yes!" Yi Jiying said hurriedly and moved forward. However, as soon as he heard this, a chill came over his heart. However, he was the one who moved forward to curry favor with her. If he didn't respond, he would have completely offended Mr. Yang.
After thinking about it for a few times, I had to respond: "Yes, I'll do it right away!"
"Don't worry. Think about it, is this all within your legal authority? Don't say nothing happened. Even if something happened, you didn't neglect your duties at all. Go ahead and talk to me later."
At this time, the noon time had passed, and the bad luck had dissipated. Ye Qing would not waste too much time. It was afternoon, the sun was good, but the sun was not shining. When he looked at the first question, he had to concentrate on writing.
Just when he was concentrating, Ye Qing's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Ye Qing frowned and put down his pen, waiting for the footsteps to pass by.
You must know that when you concentrate on composing, you must complete it in one go, so that your writing can be like a spring. Once interrupted, it is easy to have gaps.
If we were on earth, this would be fine. In this world where culture is displayed, small gaps would appear, which would reduce some of the quality of culture.
Yi Jiying walked by, and when she saw Ye Qing's pen paused, she couldn't help but smile slightly. She took a few steps and passed by. The sound of footsteps suddenly became quiet and would not disturb others.
All of them are children. Offending one person is fine, but offending one person is not worth the loss.
Seeing the past, Ye Qing was thinking about writing an article with concentration, and there was another sudden burst of footsteps. This time, Ye Qing did not put down the pen, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Ye Qing was originally being plotted, and his heart was sharp, but now he became sharper - he had heard of this kind of thing in his previous life, had it happened to him as well?
However, he still managed to suppress his mood at this time, and after waiting for a moment, the sound of footsteps sounded for the third time. Ye Qing was immediately furious, expressionless, and just watched.
A clerk stepped past with a sneer on his face, but when his eyes met, they were immediately shuddered. The boy's flashing eyes were so cold.
However, Ye Qing remembered his face and stopped looking. He pondered in his heart: "Is this another way to confuse my literary thoughts after Qi Luck's conspiracy? It's really a series of attacks, you can't stand me!"
I smiled coldly in my heart, but at this moment, murderous intent really emerged.
"Well, we haven't confirmed who the host behind the scenes is, but since this little official is blocking the road like this, let's kill him first."
His mind was determined, and he immediately regarded this man as dead and refused to look at him again.
The following thing is very simple. An ordinary child may be really affected, but Ye Qing is a person of three generations, and he has profound cultivation of mind and energy. And the key is that there is no need to really formulate ideas at all. There are many articles to choose from, so it doesn't take a moment
, eloquently, an article fell on the manuscript paper.
After finishing writing, just like last time, the sentences were neat, the structure was fine-tuned, and some dispensable sentences were deleted to make the article simple, rigorous, and pure.
Finally, I read it silently again to make sure that the words were harmonious and the writing was coherent. Then I took a breath, sat up straight, and thought to myself: "Although I have memorized the whole text and revised it one by one, but I was disturbed, I still feel that I can do something."
Better but not showing up."
However, this is purely nit-picking. Even with the silver seal and suppressed literary talent, you can still see the bright and dark flowers on this piece of paper. I feel both joy and melancholy in my heart: "The seven articles are all about the standard, which is still a bit risky, but things
At this point, if we don’t do this, it will be difficult to ensure that it will not be abolished.”
"If you have a prophet, you still have to worry about failing the test. When this happens... the rules are different. When you are unable to change, you have to face the cruel reality."
"In the final analysis, selecting scholars based on literature and ordering based on spirit are very strict on the surface, but in fact they have relative limits. Once the shortcomings are too low, it is easy to be manipulated secretly. No matter how strict the supervision is, there is no hope.
It can make officials as clean as water and free of all kinds of tricks..."
"With these footsteps, it is difficult to say that this person violated the law, but the interference to the candidates is real."
"However, whether the examination rooms in this world are mostly independent supervision or collusion, not to mention the whole world, people's hearts are weak. This million-year history is going on in cycles. There are peeling skin and planting grass, and there are grassroots revolutions, but they cannot be completely changed.
Only through succession can we ensure that the beauty of the sky remains unchanged!"
"At this time, I can only make up for my shortcomings. How can I really believe in my promise to win scholars through literature? I must use my strengths to the maximum allowed. Only then can those who work in secret take great risks and avoid death."
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Although he stepped forward again and again, Ye Qing seemed to be unaware and started writing quickly.
As dusk gradually fell, the invigilator came over and turned on the lights one by one.
After another hour, some candidates couldn't bear the fatigue and had to take a nap - the exam lasted for two days, and it was very important to allocate work and rest reasonably. There was even a special training course for this in Jun Wangshi's home, and it was given ten days before the exam.
Adjust your work and rest rhythm throughout the day to suit your body type.
At this time, some children from aristocratic families began to slow down, take a look at the questions of the second volume, sort out their thoughts, write down some inspirations so as not to forget them the next day, and help them get into the state as soon as possible after waking up. These simple and effective tips
, only experienced candidates or people from aristocratic families will understand.
Ye Qing, however, had already continued to spread out new paper and continued writing.
One article, two articles, three articles, four articles, five articles, six articles, seven articles.
As soon as Ye Qing put down his pen, he felt tired and exhausted. He reluctantly checked the article and made sure it was correct. Then he fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Compared with his opponents who were still worried and taking exams in their dreams, Ye Qing slept extremely peacefully.
The Immaculate Body is the integration of human spirit, energy and spirit. It is inherently dreamless, and for Ye Qing, if there were no accidents, this exam would have ended early.
All the energy and energy are collected in the body regularly, leaving only a murmur intentionally or unintentionally: "Everything depends on people, and everything depends on God..."
Just when Lan Chongwen came over for inspection, he noticed that the lights had not been turned off in this room, and after hearing more about it, he thought to himself: "How could it be possible? Who has this person offended?"
I heard this murmur when I came here on purpose. It was different from the rapid and mumbled words of the candidates in their sleep. Although this murmured, it was calm and clear, with determination as solid and indestructible as crystal.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. He stayed in front of the case and read the answer sheet for a while. The more he looked at it, the more he smiled. Finally, he fell silent. He looked deeply at the sleeping young man and put down the answer sheet silently: "It turns out that we have the same heart as a Jinshi!"
"
call--
The lights went out and the footsteps left.
Ye Qing opened his eyes in the darkness, blinked, and closed them again, truly falling into a deep sleep.
As the stars moved, the moon set and the sun rose, the sky gradually brightened in the east, and the white fish belly turned into morning glow. The sun shone on Ye Qing's cheeks, making him wake up.
Sitting up and taking a look, the soldiers on duty changed another batch, and even the pancakes and tea in the basket were replaced. Ye Qing took some food and drinks, so he could take some time to look at the candidates who were writing furiously across from them.
After eating, I checked it again. This time it was not only the second time to correct errors, but also to confirm whether there were any mistakes, and to see if there was any need for optimization.
After carefully checking and optimizing, and taking the trouble to rewrite four pieces of manuscript paper, an hour passed, and then I felt relieved.
Take out the questions from the third paper.
The third volume asks about some local governance methods, and candidates write countermeasures.
For candidates, the entrance to the court may not always be clear. In fact, there are clues to follow when writing, which is the teachings of the sages. Everything uses the meaning of the sages' scriptures and the righteousness of the sages as swords to analyze all problems. Starting from this perspective, this method is combined.
The mainstream of the world will never be biased.
But in practice, due to experience, most of them are empty words, and only a few people can write meaningful strategies through practice.
Fortunately, there are not many taboos in the court and the Taoist court regarding this practical matter. As long as the policy is not overly rebellious, there is no danger of being demoted. On the contrary, the more clever and feasible the method, the more points will be scored.
This is the confidence that is higher than the world, and it is a measure that can only be found in the world of gods.
Ye Qing not only remembered some answers, but also had experienced fifteen years in his previous life, and was well aware of the three flavors. At this time, he had divine help when writing, the pen moved like a dragon and a snake, the paper produced clouds and smoke, and the rustling sound of writing could be heard endlessly.
It took me a long time to finish it in one go. I took a long breath and looked up. It was already afternoon.
There was a sudden commotion in the quiet examination room, and someone faintly heard someone writing about vomiting blood. Ye Qing was startled when he heard this. Based on his previous life, he knew that this happened in almost every exam, and he couldn't help but feel a bit sad.
At this time, I no longer had the interest to stay any longer. I raised my hand to the soldier on duty and said, "I need to hand in my paper. Please notify the examiner to collect it."
The soldiers on duty all changed their skins and came over after hearing the sound. The other candidates were half-way through their writing and had finished it in this life. This made the soldiers wonder: "Is this really awesome? Or is it just a broken jar?"
Not long after, several invigilators heard the sound and came out from the hall behind, or they all came to collect it because of the first portion. Ye Qing saw it from a distance, stood up and stood aside, cupped his hands and saluted.
One of them was a middle-aged examiner. His surname was Yang in his previous life, but he seemed to be unfamiliar with it in this life. Seeing that it was Ye Qing, the examiner with the surname Yang shrank his eyes, smiled gently on his face, and motioned for Ye Qing to sit down.
"It's so fast!" Yang picked up the paper, looked through it a few times, frowned, and raised his head to look at Ye Qing: "But if there are any unfinished things, I will take them away after you finish them, and you can
Leave the examination room."
Ye Qing stood up again after hearing this and replied: "The student has finished writing."
"Yes." The examiner surnamed Yang nodded when he heard this, picked up the stack of examination papers under the paperweight, put it in a special envelope in front of everyone, and smiled at Ye Qing: "You can leave the examination room, but at this time outside
It's cold, there's no real formation outside, you don't have a good place to go, you can just rest here."
Ye Qing's heart trembled. How could he do such a thing?
He smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for the kindness of the invigilator. The student is going to the inn to catch up on his sleep. It will be a good night's sleep there."
"That's fine." The examiner named Yang's smile faded, he handed the envelope to the examiner next to him, and headed elsewhere.
After taking the invigilator away, Ye Qing left the room and left the examination room directly.
The soldier on duty at the door moved the military fence for him. Looking back unintentionally, he saw the examiner surnamed Yang looking away from the back hall. Ye Qing's heart sank, and he pretended not to see him and went straight out the door.