"Isn't this Brother Ye?" Someone suddenly said from behind: "Let's go to the examination hall together?"
When Ye Qing looked back, he saw that this man was thirty years old, with a lumpy face and a mustache. Only then did Ye Qing remember that this was Xiang Duo, a scholar from a nearby courtyard, because he smiled and said, "Brother Xiang, it's you, let's go together."
Xiang Duo smiled and said with some emotion: "It's the exam room again. It's really hard to say this without fear of making you laugh. This is my third time to take the prefectural exam. If I fail this time again, I will really give up and go back and take up a job in the county."
It’s an official position.”
Ye Qing smiled. He only wore a piece of silk clothing. Although it was not extravagant, it was spotless and very energetic. He didn't want to say anything at the moment, so he left together.
At this time, the streets were busy with traffic, and the canopy was like clouds. A bullock cart was going far away, and Ye Qing and Xiang Duo were riding a bullock cart far away, and they were not in a hurry.
At this time, Ye Qing glanced at a pawn shop, a sneer flashed across his face, and continued to move forward slowly without saying a word.
Halfway down the road, I instinctively sensed something strange. Several people were obviously following me. In addition to the following, there was a faint, cold murderous aura behind me.
"Will the Yu family send assassins?"
The Zhoucheng Examination Institute is located in the southwest of the city. It was the most important place for imperial ceremonies in the past dynasties. Sutras were repaired and ox carts entered along the main road. It is a large open space that can accommodate thousands of ox carts. At present, the ox carts are stable here.
fall.
When Ye Qing came out to take a look, he saw the rising sun. It was so cold and cold, with a layer of mist. After passing the door, he saw small halls on both sides of the corridor, so he lined up in two teams to go over. When he arrived, he heard someone say
Ye Qing took it out slowly and was checked by an official before he put it in.
At this time, a large number of scholars flocked to the second hall. Ye Qing looked back and smiled, then stepped forward and filed in. He heard an official raising a flag: "Gold medal area code is queuing up to enter."
The area was immediately divided into ten examination areas, and Ye Qing entered the examination booth.
I saw that this was similar to the county examination. Each examination was divided into two rows of examination rooms, one room for each person, and each room had a couch, a table and a low stool.
And each room has a number, which is exactly the same as the gold medal number.
At this time, all the scholars entered, and there was silence, tense and solemn atmosphere. Ye Qing found his own room and saw that every room was guarded by a soldier. He sighed in his heart: "It's strict again."
Just like the last exam, there was a basket. Ye Qing went over and looked through it. It still contained a can of tea and a stack of six meat pancakes.
Ye Qing inspected the pens, inkstones and rice paper on the table. They were all distributed uniformly and had been placed here for a long time, just waiting for the candidates to take them when the time came.
At this time, he was in the safest place, and there was no ban. Ye Qing didn't hesitate and looked down on himself.
All he saw was that he was red, with a golden cloud outside. Most of the gray air had been eliminated, but a gray-black light shot out from a distance. When he got closer, it even turned into a poisonous snake, faintly restraining his luck. Ye Qing couldn't help but his eyes were frozen.
Han suddenly had a realization: "If I fail this time, I will be killed immediately, and even cause disaster to my relatives thousands of miles away."
Just as I was thinking about it, the sun was getting higher. At the entrance of the palace, someone looked at the time on the sundial and shouted loudly: "The time is up, the exam officially begins. Candidates, please don't be impatient and wait for the exam papers to be distributed."
Following the shouts of the invigilator, the door was locked, and a gold seal was hung on the plaque in front of the hall. In just a moment, a strong energy filled the air and enveloped the entire place.
At the same time, I listened to the examiner's voice: "You are all experienced in the examination room, so I won't say more about the rules. Now that the papers are handed out, I wish you the best..."
Ye Qing couldn't listen at all. Thinking back on this journey, it was not easy to rise from scratch. It was just a counterattack that led to this situation.
I feel angry in my heart, but I also know clearly that this is reality.
After calming down for a while, his anger subsided. He washed his hands in the basin inside the curtain and wiped them dry with a clean cloth. When he came back, he felt calm. When he handed out the examination papers, Ye Qing laughed at just one look. He was no longer a scholar.
The "cattle farming trial" of the trial.
There is only one copy of the Tie Jing, with very little content. It is just a form. Those who can win all the way from the child examination to the scholar examination are all people with outstanding memory and hard work. They can memorize the classics like a stream.
This kind of scripture can no longer distinguish talent and learning, and it is too remote and impossible. This is purely a test of luck and loses the original intention of measuring the paper.
Therefore, it has been greatly simplified. Scholars who can take the state examination only need half an hour to fill it out.
The second one is still an exposition of the way of sages, and the content is also greatly reduced. It is not like the seven exaggerated questions of the scholar's "Cow Farming Test", there is only one question, there is no need to rush, you can slowly refine it to your best level, so that the text
The bright pearl illuminates the night without being submerged.
Ye Qing continued to read the third volume. The third volume was completely different. There were three questions in total, all of which were drawn from real official affairs in the real yamen.
Let the candidates make choices, make decisions, and discuss principles based on the Three Classics and Five Classics. This is the middle part, and the big article is.
Think about it, if you win the election, you can become an official, and you have to pay attention to your political ability. However, in fact, there are not many words. If the conclusions are reasonable and the description is clear, an article of 500 words will be enough.
The fourth volume asks candidates to discuss political governance based on the three questions in the middle chapter, but it cannot be separated from the Three Classics and Five Classics, but it should be discussed within the scope of the Dao Jing.
Generally speaking, these examination questions are much more difficult than the county examination. It can be said that passing the test in these papers means that there is no problem in becoming an official at least in theory. What is being tested is the political level of the scholar.
But for Ye Qing, this was even easier than the county examination, so after reading the cover sheet, his thoughts gradually settled down, he pondered for a moment, took out a piece of rice paper, and quietly started writing.
It's very easy to finish the first volume first. You don't even need to draft it, just write it directly.
In just half an hour, Ye Qing finished writing the first volume. After reviewing it himself, he was very satisfied.
There is no mistake or omission, all three classics and five classics have been quoted, and it is flawless.
I made up my mind and started the second volume.
"This is a discussion of principles. There were seven questions in the county examination, but now there is only one question. You can think about it calmly, draft the text, and modify it."
After pondering for a moment, he opened his eyes again and started composing.
At this time, it is a matter of life and death, what else can you care about?
Immediately I decided to plagiarize a famous work by Tong Jinshi.
"With my current literary career, which is at the top of the world, it is not impossible for me to write it myself, but I am afraid that my energy is too low, so that the four volumes cannot be integrated from beginning to end. Now that I have reached this point, I have to show my strength and make a blockbuster in the essay topic, and then highlight it.
The third volume deals with public affairs, and the fourth volume summarizes the methods of political governance. The tides are rising one by one, forming an overwhelming overall advantage."
Thinking of this, Ye Qing sneered: "Are you, Yu Fan, the only one who dares to risk his life? I dare too."
At that moment, Tong Jinshi's insightful article flowed through my heart.
To be fair, Ye Qing's current level is almost the same as that of Jinshi. These famous articles were written in the examination room. Although the theory is really refined, the time is short and there is a lot of room for revision. Ye Qing sneered and wrote in the draft
Shang Fen wrote it down, and he recited it fluently. It only took half an hour to record the thousand or so words on paper.
After reading it carefully, I considered each word carefully. The couplets were neat, the structure was balanced, and words were added and deleted. In the end, the text of the whole film was simple and the truth was pure, to the point where it was almost impossible to delete or add a word.
Ye Qing had been dreaming for seven years and had already figured it out completely. It only took half an hour to revise the second volume. He no longer hesitated and copied it into the official test paper.
As I write each word, my writing gradually becomes cloudy.
At sunrise in the early morning, the ground was paved with gold-patterned French bricks for two miles, and the continuous houses were bathed in golden light. A gold seal hung far high on the Qingdian on the high platform.
Fan Shan, the inspector-general, had entertained the real invigilator. At this time, he personally inspected. He could see the guards patrolling, the gods monitoring in mid-air, and the Taoism and law being strict and suppressing. He could still feel the atmosphere of civilization and vitality, but it was lurking like a tide.
At that moment, he sincerely admired: "Such a grand occasion of literary events always makes people fascinated."
Later, the invigilator did not have a keen insight, so he just smiled and echoed: "The scholars in the whole state have accumulated three thousand over the years, and if they take the exam this year, they must be outstanding and confident scholars."
Fan Shan nodded and was about to explain something.
There was a gurgling sound, and the strange sound instantly attracted a group of armored guards to rush over, and a god descended from the air.
The invigilator was really embarrassed. He just said he was an outstanding and confident scholar, and was slapped in the face. He couldn't help but angrily scolded everyone: "Go and see who is cheating."
"Yes" Youguan shouted in his heart that it was bad luck, turned around and ran away, regretting that he shouldn't have gotten so close.
"Wait a minute," Fan Shan said, seeing the direction of the commotion clearly, he couldn't help but ask thoughtfully: "Do you remember the last number of candidates in this examination area?"
The invigilator nodded like he was pecking at rice: "What you have recorded is accurate..."
There was such a big movement, and the invigilator had an expression on his face that he was about to cry without tears. This was obviously because the golden seal could not completely cover it up. It was foreseeable that it was a shocking fraud case, and his family would end up living in Salmon Island?
Or beheading in the wet market?
"How could I be so unlucky..." Just when he was grieving, Fan Shan smiled and said, "I'll go down and take a look."
"Master Fan, are you stupid?" Several examiners, the chief and deputy examiners, looked at each other, suddenly had an idea, and hurriedly ran after him.
Walking through the exam area, they saw the sound of soldiers running and the group of examiners rushing towards them. Although the candidates didn't know what was going on, they all stopped writing. If the soldiers hadn't suppressed them, they would almost start talking.
"Sit back, sit back, and don't do your business. If there is any more noise, you will be kicked out of the examination room immediately." The examiners shouted loudly all the way to maintain order.
When they arrived at the location, they saw a group of soldiers surrounding them, but they did not go in.
Fan Shan stopped and watched quietly. There was no young man in the examination room who paid no attention to him, didn't even raise his head, and was still writing to himself.
The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and green air emerges from the words on the paper, like smoke and pillars. It reaches three feet before being cut off by the gold seal. Although this is not visible to ordinary eyes, at the level of the state examination, there are many
People can see that several examiners looked at each other, and they all looked at each other: "This is..."
Then Fan Shan shouted: "What are you all doing around here? Everyone should go to their posts and don't affect the normal exam."
Jiawei dispersed. The candidates were all scholars and understood the meaning. No matter what their thoughts were, they immediately sat down and continued the exam quietly.
Fan Shan looked at it intently, with no expression on his face. He then looked at the examiners who came over, nodded and said, "Let's all go back."
Saying that, he walked back.
Several examiners had no choice but to follow up. When they returned to the front of the hall, they could no longer hold back: "Sir, what is going on?"