Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1037 Slander
"What did you say?"

Wang Jiuyuan's eyes widened, and he blurted out a word, "Impossible!"

Qian Bofang glanced sideways at Mrs. Wang who was out of manner due to surprise.

"Cough," Wang Jiuyuan coughed, barely suppressing the surprise and unspeakable anger and disbelief in his heart, "I mean, young people nowadays are really careless, with so many questions, it's impossible to take more than two hours Just done!"

Wang Jiuyuan shook his head, "I'd rather see them concede defeat and write only a part, than see these young people write nonsense."

How do you know that people are writing blindly without seeing the test paper?
Qian Bofang sneered in his heart, but kept a warm smile on his face, "Yes, Mr. Wang is right, the time is only halfway through, and even if he is as talented as Mr. Wang, he can't finish writing. I think he doesn't know the answer." Feel free to write on it.”

It took you five hours to finish the papers you produced, right?

Qian Bofang looked at Ji Jiashu and the others below with serious expressions, and he knew that these old guys were all working hard to solve strange problems.

"That's right," Wang Jiuyuan didn't hear Qian Bofang's ambiguity, and looked at the young official with dissatisfaction, "The one who finished writing is the examinee from the examination house? A southerner and a northerner?"

According to Qian Bofang's guess, he might be a son of a noble family in the south who has been familiar with military books since he was a child. The first part of the art of war was quickly filled out, and the latter part of the actual combat topic listed some words from the military book, so he could write so quickly.

"House B," replied the young officer.

"House B?" The examination room was randomly arranged, but well-known candidates and examiners roughly remembered where they were, and Wang Jiuyuan immediately thought of someone, with a thoughtful smile on his face.

"It must be Lord Chunhua, right?" Wang Jiuyuan turned to Qian Bofang and laughed, "The son of the Eastern Emperor's family is not bad."

It was the first time Qian Bofang saw someone calling Ji Mo Lord Donghuang...

No matter how much Qian Bofang slandered, he guessed that Ji Jiashu was the first to finish, and the anger in Wang Jiuyuan's chest went away.

Even if he was still young, he was Ji Mo's son after all.

"It seems that you don't need to answer the latter question." Wang Jiuyuan looked at the young official with confidence and said, "A student from the south, right? Sure enough, in the exam, the culture of the south is still strong."

"This..." The young official's expression was indescribable.

He was in charge of the exam, and saw more than Wang Jiuyuan. His face was not as relaxed as the elders around him, and he hesitated, "Isn't a practitioner from the south...is he not from the south or from the north?"

"What?" Wang Jiuyuan frowned, "Not Ji Jiashu?"

The reason why he asked the officials below to report to Beinan just now was because he didn't want to ask for the candidates' names, but he didn't expect to get such a result.

You must know that there are only two countries on the mountain and sea continent that are neither south nor north, the former Qin and the middle Tang.

And these two countries are recognized as weak in terms of practice, and any outstanding candidates in exams and ceremonies will not be able to take the place of these two countries.

"Could it be the stepson of the middle Tang Dynasty?" Wang Jiuyuan pinched his brows, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"No..." The young official continued to stammer, "It's... the former Princess of Qin."

There was a dead silence on the gatehouse.

Other officials also had different expressions when they heard this.

After a long time, sporadic laughter sounded.

"Haha, how could a woman understand the art of war..."

"Just memorize a few sentences of the military book and write it up. How can I write so fast..."

"It's really... I was taken aback by this old man. A woman is just a mistake. Why did such a woman get mixed up in the examination room of the Intermediate Ceremony? It's like a joke!"

She writes so fast because she has other things to do.

Qian Bofang looked indifferently at the Soochow officials who laughed so hard that their tears were shed.

The laughter around dilutes Wang Jiuyuan's previous embarrassment. He coughed, decided not to take this episode to heart, and waved his hand impatiently, "Since she finished writing, let her leave quickly after handing in the paper, so as not to affect other candidates' exams." .”

The point is to let the other young masters take the exam well. He is still waiting to read the papers of these young people. Women are not among these young people.

"But..." However, the young official tremblingly said, "But she didn't hand in the paper..."

"She didn't hand in the paper, what is she doing?!" Wang Jiuyuan's eyes widened again, and he looked at House B.

There is no need for everyone to ask the invigilator about the next thing.

Everyone's attention was on No. B House, and at this time, they all saw that there was no one missing in No. B House.

It was just a young girl sitting at the front, who was lying on the table at this time.

In the afternoon, in order to ensure the light, there is a wall outside the test building, but there are many skylights on it, and the afternoon sunlight hits the sleeping girl, which is really a beautiful picture.

The girl's breath is peaceful, and the years are quiet.

Autumn afternoons are a good time to take a nap.

Putting aside the words of the other candidates around her who were writing hard.

"This... what kind of system!"

Seeing this scene, the examiners standing on the gate tower were so angry that three Buddhas were born and five Buddhas ascended to heaven.

''A mere woman, actually sleeping in the examination room! "

"The sage said that sleeping in the daytime is like rotten wood, and rotten wood can't be carved! Sure enough, women should not be allowed to enter the sacred research dormitory. It's really dirty the land of Hanshan Academy!"

The examiners on the gate tower were filled with righteous indignation, but Qian Bofang stood on the gate tower and looked at the girl sleeping on the table, with only sighs in his eyes.

She must have slept very late last night...

Qian Bofang wished she could sleep longer, glanced at the other officials around him who were beating their chests and feet, and felt that it was noisy.

Very noisy.

"Okay!" Wang Jiuyuan shouted sharply, and the gatehouse fell silent.

"Forget about the little girl," the old man said indifferently, "focus on the other young masters."

It is impossible to teach a princess the art of war in the palace, and it is even more impossible to go to the battlefield. This kind of golden branches and jade leaves will probably faint when they see blood, even if they finish writing, they will be written blindly.

The gatehouse fell silent, but there were other examiners muttering, "I'll see what this woman wrote in her test paper later. It won't be romantic poetry, right?"

The exam continued, but the atmosphere was a little more impetuous.

It was not only the examiners above the gate who were impetuous, but also the candidates in No. B dormitory.

The picture of a girl sleeping quietly is still somewhat exciting to young people. They wrote it so hard that this woman is actually sleeping?
If you want to hand in a blank paper, just hand it in!

There was resentment in the eyes of the other candidates around, and they finally suppressed it with contempt.

Books of war are written by men, and the art of war belongs to men. It is estimated that this woman didn't know anything about it, so she wrote something casually and fell asleep.

The teenagers around showed a sneer of disdain, and continued to write.

The test paper under Ying Baoyue's arms has been regarded as a blank paper by the candidates around, not only the examiners think so, but also the examiners above the gate.

Time passed bit by bit, and just an hour before the end of the exam, a young examiner came up and reported to Wang Jiuyuan again.

"My lord, there is also a candidate in House C who has finished writing."

"Oh? Who is it?" Wang Jiuyuan stopped guessing this time and asked directly.

"It's a practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty," the young official reported.

"It's called Meng Shi."

(End of this chapter)