The main exam only lasted one day, and when it was getting dark, the paper had to be handed in. The policy questions and poems in the test paper still took some time. Gu Chengyu polished the ink and spread out the draft paper.
, first started writing the scriptures.
It was approaching noon, and Gu Chengyu could already feel the heat in the air. August this year seemed to be particularly hot. Under the scorching sun, the heat emitted made the examination room dry like a steamer.
Gu Chengyu had just finished writing the second question on policy. After writing for such a long time, he moved his body. Because he was writing seriously, he didn't feel the heat until now. He quickly circulated his internal energy throughout his body, and then he felt much more comfortable.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, and then he realized that the candidate opposite had already taken off his outer clothes. The sleeves of the middle coat were rolled up to his elbows, and the sweat on his head was still coming. At this time, he was holding the
Wearing outer clothes and wiping sweat.
Gu Chengyu looked at the other candidates opposite and found that they were all in the same situation! He shook his head. The college examination was always scheduled in August, and fans were not allowed to be brought into the examination room. Ancient people wore many clothes, and it was really hot.
Enough!
The candidate opposite was too hot to write the test paper, and he was afraid that the sweat on his forehead would drip on the test paper, so he had to keep wiping the sweat with his outer clothes. When he looked up at the opposite side, he found that the little baby's clothes were not messed up at all, and he was not there.
He wiped his forehead.
He felt a little strange. Was that candidate stupid in the exam? Wasn't he hot? He was still wearing so many clothes and writing non-stop. He had doubts about himself. Was it just that he was afraid of the heat? He walked to the other row opposite.
The examinee office took a look and found that they were just like him, so he felt a little more balanced.
Gu Chengyu didn't pay attention to the sizing of the candidates opposite him. Time was tight and he couldn't waste it. He could finish the exam early and leave early. Just staying in a small examination booth like this, the scope of activities was so crowded that he felt overwhelmed.
After finishing the second question, he did not rush to copy it, but read the poems.
The title of the poem is "Xiang Ling Drum and Se", with the word "ling", and the requirement is still five characters, six rhymes and twelve characters.
Gu Chengyu closed his eyes and thought for a while. This question should come from a sentence in Chu Ci's Yuanyou, "Make the Xiang spirit play the drums, make the sea dance like Feng Yi." This article mainly talks about the relationship between Emperor Shun and the goddess of Xiangshui.
legend.
Gu Chengyu planned to use the first two sentences to summarize the topic, and the first thing he did was to answer the question. Gu Chengyu thought for a while, and decided to start with the sentence from Mrs. Jiugexiang, "The Emperor's son descended to Beizhu".
He picked up the pen and thought for a while, and then wrote on the draft paper, "He is good at playing drums, clouds and harp, and often hears the emperor's spirit. Feng Yikong dances by himself, which is unbearable for Chu guests." Once he got up, the rest became easier.
He had just finished writing these four sentences when someone came to deliver food. Gu Chengyu had no choice but to dry the draft paper, collect the examination papers and draft paper, and put them on the bed board inside.
In the back house of the government office, a doctor was checking a woman's pulse through the bed curtain. After a while, the doctor put away the handkerchief on his wrist, but said nothing.
Mother Xi quickly stepped forward and stuffed her hand into the bed curtain, and then pulled the bed curtain tightly.
"How's it going? But what disease did you find out?" Xi's mother was extremely anxious. It's been two months, what will happen if this continues?
The doctor frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I'm sorry for my lack of academic skills, but I really can't diagnose the illness my wife has! If it is caused by exposure to some poison, it should be in the pulse
It’s shown above, you’d better ask someone else to do it!”
No wonder he heard in the past few days that a woman in the prefecture was suffering from a strange disease. During the day, she was fine. She just felt itchy skin, but she could bear it. But at night, it was so itchy that she wanted to scratch her skin. What happened just now?
The hand was really scratched and no flesh was left at all. It was covered with scratches, and the flesh had been scratched in some places.
The weather in early autumn is still very sultry. Skin ulcers are not easy to heal. After this woman's skin was scratched, she just applied medicine and was scratched again at night. How can it be cured after such a cycle?
?
How strange! He has been practicing medicine for decades and has never seen such a strange disease. He has no idea how he got this disease.
Mother Xi sighed, this was the eighth doctor. All the famous doctors in Fucheng were invited, but no doctor could tell what kind of disease this was.
After ordering the maid to send the doctor out of the door, she lifted the bed curtain and hung it on the hook. When Xi's mother saw the woman lying on the bed, she couldn't stop crying.
The woman lying on the bed was none other than Ms. Yu. At this time, how could Mrs. Yu still look as dignified and beautiful as before? The exposed skin on her body was covered with scratches, some of which had been scratched and the flesh had ulcerated.
"Madam! Let me help you wipe yourself!" Xi's mother wiped her tears with a handkerchief and prepared to tell the girl to fetch water.
"Don't waste your time. Isn't it uncomfortable after washing? Mom, do you think this is what I will do in my life?" Mrs. Yu no longer dares to look in the mirror, she is afraid of seeing her own ugly appearance.
Mother Xi covered her mouth with a handkerchief, suppressing the sobs that were about to escape her mouth, "What are you talking about, madam? Madam, you still have a long life in the future! Just get through these few days and you'll be fine!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Yu gave a wry smile and said, "Can it really be cured? After seeing so many doctors, I still can't figure out what kind of disease it is. How can I get better?"
"Madam! This illness is a strange one, but if you say it was poisoned, I tortured all the people on duty in the house that day. It's really impossible to poison!" In fact, Xi's mother also knew that poisoning was absolutely impossible.
It's impossible. The old lady in the house dislikes my wife in every possible way. My wife is very suspicious and would only eat food after trying it with a silver needle.
"What's the use of talking about this now? Have you accomplished what I asked my mother to do?" Yu suddenly remembered that matter. If it was accomplished, it would make her feel more relaxed.
"My servant has already sent your letter to the old lady. I got a reply and said that she will take care of it. But does the lady really ignore me? If there is really a rumor of fraud, then I will not be able to forgive you!"
When Xi's mother thought about this, she felt something was wrong. Her husband had been in this position for nine years. If this happened again, let alone promotion, he might even be demoted!
"Now that I'm like this, how can I care so much? God is so unfair. I can't just watch that bitch live a good life. Even if I die, I'll have to drag him along with me!
"When Mrs. Yu talked about this, she felt full of strength.
"Why are you bothering me, madam? This disease will definitely get better." Mother Xi could only comfort Mrs. Yu in this way at the moment.
At this time, the girl outside was reporting that the master was here.
"How are you? Madam, have you been feeling better these days?" Before the magistrate Jiang came in, the voice came in.
"Master, it's still the same!" Xi's mother wiped her tears and replied to Magistrate Chiang.