I settled into the new inn, and it was indeed a place to go to the entrance examination, which was very quiet.
In this way, Ah Ling can feel at ease to review the book.
Zhuang Keqing breathed a sigh of relief and thought about what happened next.
Mrs. Zhao Xiucai said that she would take the exam all day long and bring her own dry food.
Now the weather is still early and it is not warming up. Not to mention morning and evening, it is very frozen even at noon. If you bring steamed buns, even if it is just out of the pot in the morning, you will have to stay in the examination school for one morning.
It's become a hard lump.
If this bun is made of meat, you will have diarrhea after eating it. If you really encounter that situation, then you will take the exam, and you won’t have time to run away from the toilet.
So Zhuang Keqing asked the guy specifically if there are any famous pastry shops nearby, and she wanted to buy some to try it.
The pastry has low moisture content and will not be hard even when it is frozen. Moreover, there are mostly dried fruits and peach kernels, which have high sugar content and can provide a lot of calories.
The pastry shop was not far away. She walked around and had less than two incense sticks. When she came back, she happened to see the dried bacon at a grocery shop and bought some back.
Pastry provides carbohydrates, and jerky provides protein.
Very good, we live together!
She then came to try these two things, and would she have a stomachache after eating them?
On the day of the exam, Shen Ling and Zhuang Keqing got up in the middle of the night. When they packed up and took the exam basket and left the inn, they found that the scholars were all scattered on the road, and they thought they were all students taking the exam.
The inn was close, and the two of them arrived after about a stick of incense.
The entire street outside the examination school was blocked yesterday, and all the families who were sent to the examination were crowded outside and refused to enter.
Zhuang Keqing is small and can't see clearly what she looks inside, but Shen Ling can see clearly.
There were two long queues at the entrance of the Examination Institute, with about a hundred people, and the yamen runners patrolled back and forth to maintain order.
Compared with the noise of the outside street, it is so quiet inside.
"A Ling, go, I'll wait for you outside."
Zhuang Keqing handed the basket protected by her chest to Shen Ling's hand, and the people coming from behind were crowded together, making her unable to stand firmly.
Shen Ling held her a punch, held her arms warmly, and took the exam basket with one hand.
"Don't wait for me here, go back to the inn to rest."
After saying that, he followed the entrance of the yamen runner's hand, and soon there was no sign of people.
Zhuang Keqing was nervous and worried. She jumped hard for a few times, but she still couldn't see the situation inside, but she still didn't give up and simply withdrew from the crowd, hid in a sheltered place, and decided to wait for A Ling to come out here.
It was not dawn yet.
Shen Ling carried the basket and moved slowly along the team.
Two yamen runners at the entrance of the examination room are responsible for checking. After verifying the portrait, they have to check whether there is any cheating.
The scholar who used to hold his own identities had no dignity at this time. He eliminated the coefficient of clothing in the cold weather, and the yamen runners acted rudely, even their ears and hair.
Shen Ling was calm among the candidates who were trembling and dared not speak out, and did not feel any embarrassment because of this slightly humiliating behavior.
After checking, all the candidates who entered had to wait for everyone to come in before they could go in to see the examiner.
Peng Ju, the county magistrate of Nanzi County, was sitting in the upper house in the middle of the examination house. At this time, the door was wide open, and the two braziers lit inside were burning, allowing every candidate who was visiting outside to feel the last bit of warmth.
After the meeting, we will divide the seat numbers.
The examination room is separated by wooden boards, and there is nothing else except a set of tables and chairs.
Chen Ling was lucky. The number he assigned was right in the middle, with cover on both sides, and was far away from the toilet.
He walked into the number room, put down the basket, took out the prepared towels and wiped the tables and chairs, and then sat quietly in it and closed his eyes to rest until the yamen runners in the examination room began to distribute the test papers.
It was already dawn by this time.
The first county examination, the postscript.
The postscripts are given questions from the Four Books and Five Classics, and do not test the interpretation or expand the interpretation, which is purely a test of the basic skills of memorization.
As long as you don’t even have the books to memorize or have too sloppy handwriting, you can basically pass it, which is the widest admission of the five exams.
On the book of Mo, Chen Ling could even close his eyes and silently, but even so, he was very cautious. After filling in the paper, he checked it back and forth three times, and then he made sure there was no problem before putting down the paper.
During this period, he did not drink a sip of water and did not use a sip of pastry.
The yamen runner who came to patrol the field, Chen Ling handed over the paper, and then left the examination room with the exam basket.
It was already noon at this time.
The examiner Peng Ju sat in the main seat and casually took the paper presented by the yamen runners. When he saw the elegant and elegant handwriting on it, he suddenly became energetic.
Good word!
He praised slightly in his heart and looked up at Chen Ling who had pulled away.
It turns out that people are as good as their words!
Let’s look at the content again!
The postscript only tests the memorization and verbal writing, and there is no trick. But just now, Peng Ju has read countless papers that cannot even verbal writing. At this time, he looked at Chen Ling's, as if the breeze was blowing on his face, comfortable and comfortable .
After reading the paper, Peng Ju turned to the front name and place of origin and wrote down Chen Ling's name.
There was still a rush outside the examination house. Chen Ling carried the examination basket, bypassing the waiting crowd and heading towards the inn.
"A Ling."
It is Zhuang Keqing's voice.
She waited outside for a long time and listened to a lot of gossip.
What are the candidates who are not lucky, get stinky numbers, and are directly fainted by stinky, or have a candidate who sits in a leaky exam room, is directly sick and is carried out, or are the brushes in the exam room with their hair The candidates dared not say it, and the handwriting was too impressive, and the examiner could not pass the paper at that time.
There are so many things, it’s simply a fancy way.
Zhuang Keqing was on the side, and everyone who heard this shook his head.
Ah Ling, don't encounter these things.
She blew the cold wind outside for the whole morning, and when she woke up in the middle of the night, she had already digested all the food. She was cold and hungry at this time, but when she saw Chen Ling coming out, she was very happy. No matter how she was in the exam, she finally It's been through a day.
Chen Ling carried the exam basket and saw the girl flying eyebrows and waved to him from afar. Her expression relaxed, and her self-sustaining indifference that had been maintained throughout the morning disappeared in an instant.
"Why aren't you waiting for me at the inn?"
Seeing that Zhuang Keqing's lips were so cold that they turned white, Chen Ling felt very distressed.
He reached out and covered the girl's cold hands in his arms, letting the other party snuggle up to him, and asked softly.
"I'm afraid I miss you out."
While answering, Zhuang Keqing lifted the cloth towel covered by the examination basket. Seeing that the jerky pastry inside did not move, he couldn't help but worry, "Why didn't you eat anything?"
"I'm not hungry, I want to finish the answer as soon as possible."
As candidates came out one after another, the family and servants around rushed forward again and squeezed the two of them aside.
"Let's go, let's go back to the inn, I'll make you a delicious meal."
There were four exams in the future, and Zhuang Keqing didn't dare to relax, so she didn't dare to eat outside. She greeted the inn early and said she wanted to borrow their stove to make some food for her husband.
These requirements have been met for too many times. As long as it does not affect business and gives enough money, there is nothing wrong with it.
The two went back to the inn and didn't mention it after resting and having dinner.
The list was released on the second day, and Zhuang Keqing was not happy to go to the crowd early, so she spent some money to find someone to repay her.
Chen Ling was indeed on the list of the approved ones and won the first place.
Zhuang Keqing was so happy, but Chen Ling was as calm as ever and did not show any special emotions because of this first place.
The next day of the listing is the next game, this game will be tested for Mo Yi.
The meaning of the meaning of the Four Books and Five Classics is to test understanding, but in fact it is just memorization.
From Shen Ling's perspective, this is also easy to do without any effort.
In the eight days, four consecutive games, he passed the first place every time, but the number of seats assigned each time was different, so even if he had already won four firsts in a row, no one knew about it.
There are also many people sighing in the inn. Some of the candidates who know each other are secretly inquiring about it, but they really don’t ask what they are.
But although others didn't know, the examiner Peng Ju knew very well that the first four games were all obtained by this student named Chen Ling.
He has been paying attention since the first show, and after four consecutive shows, he has found that this school has a solid literature and clear logic, which is really rare. As long as this last show is not a particularly bad poem, he must order him to do it. The head of this case.
"A Ling, it's the last game, come on."
Just like the previous few times, Zhuang Keqing handed the exam basket to Chen Ling, watched him enter the exam room and disappeared into the crowd.