fake prince

Chapter 326

In the third year of Qingwu, there was a restoration party of the previous dynasty who mixed into the Gongyuan, tried to start a fire, and caused a tragedy.

Although it was not successful, since then, during the examination, not only have several more water tanks, which can be used to put out the fire at any time, but also directly extinguished the possibility of fire caused by personal mistakes-the candidates are no longer allowed to cook by themselves.

Su Ziji agrees very much with this. Thousands of examinees, but if one of them accidentally catches fire, the tribute courtyard is antique and full of wooden buildings. Once there is a fire, it will be more difficult to rescue than the local examination room.

He didn't want to take the test once and be frightened.

What's more, it is up to the Tribute Court to distribute food and water uniformly. If there is any problem in this regard, whether it is fraud or poisoning, the person in charge can be directly found.

Relevant personnel, for their own survival, will also be more careful.

Su Ziji washed his hands with some cold water, then picked up a piece of cake and ate it.

After eating, he took another nap at noon, woke up in the afternoon, and solved his physical problems in his own room first, then pinched his nose and wrote down two of the first three questions.

When I wrote, I found that the sky was already dark.

The Gong Yuan distributed candles to everyone here, three in total, Su Ziji put away the papers, borrowed the light from the candles, and went to bed after dinner.

No more than curling up on a narrow plank bed.

But compared to before, it was necessary to disassemble the "table and chairs" to make the bed together. This time it was much better, and a blanket was directly prepared for the candidates.

Because the clothes on her body were fairly thick, at night, the side of the cell was exposed and was not in the direction of the wind, so she barely fell asleep.

But this taste is really not very pleasant.

Especially after the first day, there was more or less a urine smell in each number room. Although it was March and it was not hot, the smell was also a bit offensive.

Su Ziji was secretly glad that he had written the three most difficult questions on the first day, and the last four questions must be finished today, and he can check it again tomorrow before handing in the paper.

Unlike some people, when the first day is in the best state, write simple first, but on the second day when the rest is not good and the state is slightly worse, then write the first three questions. Where is the inspiration for the first day?

Hearing the sighing sound from nearby, Su Ziji cleaned his hands again, finished eating the cakes brought by the soldiers, drank some hot water, and then cleaned up. He checked the three questions written on the draft yesterday. , polished, and carefully transcribed on the paper.

After checking twice more and finding that there was no mistake or stain, I carefully received the roll bag after the ink was dry.

Next is to prepare to write the following four questions.

These four questions are nothing more than policy theory, essay writing and so on. In less than a day, I hurriedly wrote three questions on the draft.

Although he miscalculated the time and did not finish all the questions the next day, compared to others, Su Ziji still had plenty of time.

This is still written in a very leisurely state, not in a hurry.

Still eating pancakes and sleeping step by step.

On the third day, Su Ziji had a meal in the morning and cleaned his hands before slowly copying the three questions.

But I don't know if he caught the cold. On this day, not only him, but many candidates in the nearby cells were coughing and in poor condition.

Although Su Ziji wasn't sick enough, he felt his throat a little itchy when he heard the coughing sound coming and going nearby.

Some candidates hadn't written much in the past two days, and they were a little anxious this day. At noon, after taking a nap for a while, they were awakened by a burst of crying.

Then there was the sound of footsteps, and the supervisor dragged him out mercilessly. He wanted to howl, but he was gagged and dragged out whimpering, scaring the candidates in room No. [-] around him to tremble.

"Another crash."

Su Ziji listened carefully, sighed, and continued to write the last question. After finishing writing, he directly copied the written content onto the paper.

Then, I looked at all the papers.

"Hey, now I know how terrifying level 17 is."

There are many tricks in the imperial examination. First of all, the imperial court’s laws are relatively stable. If you learn this, you can get the mainstream. Students, themselves the mainstream, take advantage of a lot.

To be honest, although Jian Qu participated in the exam, his thinking and writing style still failed in nine out of ten.

Of course, blindly conforming to the trend of the times will disappear from the crowd and fail to attract the examiner's attention. Fang Wenshao is not only lacking in subtlety, but also here, his level depends on luck, good luck , Maybe it will be given to the low school, bad luck, so naturally everything will stop.

Therefore, the text of the examination must be new and surprising, so the law is upright, peaceful, and elegant, not out of fashion, but there must be two or three points new to attract the examiner's attention.

And the level of 17, although it is only a novelty of two or three points, but in terms of "writing", it is vivid, making people feel that one more word is bloated, and one less word is too thin.

Even Su Ziji himself feels that Mo Wuyou has edited and deleted it, but after reading it, his only doubt is: "Two or three points are new, isn't it too much?"

Su Ziji didn't know why he felt this way, but he thought for a moment: "If two or three points are too much, can it only be one point?"

Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing. I didn't sleep well last night. After transcribing, Su Ziji curled up behind and fell asleep.

When I woke up this time, I didn't know how long I had been in a deep sleep, and I heard the crisp sound of clappers again.

Su Ziji woke up with a start, subconsciously went to get the paper, but found nothing.

There was another cry not far away, Su Ziji rubbed his brows and sat up.

"It's time?" He looked up and found that the sky outside was a bit gray.

Although the exam lasted for three days, in fact, it was three days and two nights. On the third night, with the sound of clappers, the exam time was over.

"This means the exam is over." Su Ziji couldn't help but stare blankly for a while, listening to the sound of footsteps approaching not far away, arranged the papers that had been collected before, and put them on the table together with the drafts.

After a while, the examiner led the soldiers to collect the papers one by one. However, if you haven't finished answering, you are allowed to finish lighting the candles.

After clicking, it was dark, and the words could not be read, and the examiner would not give him any more time.

When they came to Su Ziji's place, someone's eyes lit up, but they didn't make a sound.

Like the previous examinees, Su Ziji handed over the papers, saw that they were put away, and left. Then he tidied up his crumpled and smelly clothes, packed his pen and ink, and walked outside.

Less than half a mile outside the tribute courtyard, there is a waiting pavilion. In fact, there is an open space here. At this time, there are many ox carts and sedan chairs parked here to pick up candidates.

When Su Ziji walked over, it was raining, and the sky and the earth were vast. Looking at the wild Taoist who was walking towards him with an umbrella in the distance, he couldn't help smiling.

"My lord, how is the examination room?"

"[Four Books and Five Classics] Level 17, 14588/17000" Su Ziji glanced down, not wanting to gain 500 experience points by passing the exam in the past three days, and smiled.

"If I fail again, I will believe what Jian Qu said, the imperial examinations are dark, and there is no place for a poor family to stand up."

(End of this chapter)