I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 217: Start Scoring

Time passed bit by bit, and at ten minutes at noon, the other candidates were still thinking hard.

You have managed to break through this perverted topic, you have thought of the title sentence, you have a concept, and the structure is rigorously conceived. Finally, you have finished writing a [-]-[-]-character "Gu Hong".

But as soon as I think of the next two chapters "Gu Yan" and "Gu Mi", I will lose my train of thought. The spring of literary thinking will be exhausted on the first topic "Gu Hong", and the rest will be exhausted...

Different from the speed of writing an essay at home, as long as the college examination is handed in on time, the quality of the essay is the most important thing, and the speed is not important. Zhan Feiyu put down his pen and moved his stiff body.

Could it be that Chen Xuezheng came up with such a remote split question deliberately to make things difficult for him?

Thinking that she might have harmed candidates from Nanxuan Mansion and the three neighboring mansions, Zhan Feiyu felt a little guilty for no reason, and she must take He Sheng with her when she went out in the future, she was really afraid of being sacked.

After hearing the time told by the soldiers, Zhan Feiyu opened the test basket and took out the food that He Nuan had prepared.

The beef strips are cut long and thin, with a light salty aroma, and eating a few can basically satisfy the appetite of the appetite.

After that comes rice cakes, which are steamed after kneading rice flour and glutinous rice flour. Bowl of rice.

Drink a few more sips of water, and it will be solved sloppily after a midday meal.

After eating and drinking, he felt drowsy. Zhan Feiyu didn't care about the surprised eyes of the patrol soldiers. After packing up his things, he lay down on the table and took a nap.

Even though there were thousands of candidates, it was still very quiet. It was hot at noon, which was a good time for a nap.

Chen Xuezheng, who also took a nap after eating, put down his teacup, "You mean she is sleeping?"

"Yes." The scribe was extremely respectful, not only telling Chen Xuezheng when Zhan Feiyu would rest, when to eat, but also what he ate.

If it wasn't for the patrolling soldiers who were inconvenient to read the exam papers, it is estimated that Zhan Feiyu would have been told exactly how Zhan Feiyu answered the questions.

With half-closed eyes, Chen Xuezheng tapped rhythmically on the table with one hand. He hated Zhan Feiyu the most, but Chen Xuezheng did not despise Zhan Feiyu to become the head of the Chen family.

Could it be that Zhan Feiyu couldn't be troubled by the exam questions this time?Thinking of this, Chen Xuezheng's eyes darkened instantly, but when he thought of the plan that had been arranged, he resumed his usual serious and stern posture, "Let people stare again, but don't disturb Zhan Feiyu."

The three questions and four books are enough to torture the crazy examinees present, and coupled with the final exam poems that made things worse, this time the hospital examination is almost impossible for people to survive. At the end of the exam, a small half of the candidates have not finished writing.

"I'm still short of a four-book essay, let me write..." the examinee cried, but facing the fierce face of the soldier, he immediately fell to the ground like a mourning examinee's concubine.

"I'll just say a word, I'm finishing up, don't grab my pen!"

"I won't take the exam, I won't take the exam again!"

Some young examinees yelled angrily, but they tore up the test papers with a huh. Before the test, they were full of confidence. Now they are like bereaved dogs, wishing to beat the chief examiner to death.

It is estimated that the test was so bad that no one cared about Zhan Feiyu. They all drooped their heads and looked disheartened. Those who didn't know thought they came back from the border battlefield instead of coming out of the dormitory.

"Little fish." Qi Heng's voice was a little choked up when he opened his mouth.

After being kidnapped, Qi Heng also realized the importance of power and status. He buried himself in studying hard after returning from Fengzhou, thinking of becoming famous in the college exam, but now...

When the little fat man thought of his article, his eyes turned red.

Standing in the corner, Zhan Feiyu patted Qi Heng on the shoulder, "Look up, who has a happy face? Everyone did poorly in the exam, as long as you are not worse than others."

Qi Heng turned his head and looked around, with resentful faces. Fortunately, the sky was still bright, otherwise at night, he would have thought he saw a group of grieving ghosts.

"It's like a group of people meeting wolves on the mountain. You don't need to run fast, you just need to run faster than the last person." Zhan Feiyu decided that she must write to the teacher after returning home. As far as the level of the question is concerned, if Yushitai does not impeach Chen Xuezheng, he will be sorry for Yushi's status.

Qi Heng thought for a while, and nodded in agreement, but after all, the test was too bad, and he still couldn't cheer up.

Three days later, Gu Qingzhou, who was far away in the capital, received a letter from Nanxuan Mansion as soon as he left the house. He didn't need to read it to know that it was written by his little disciple.

After going down to court, he was still left alone by the Holy Majesty.

In the imperial study room, the sage, who was sitting on the dragon chair, suddenly asked, "Jiangnan Dao's college exam is almost over, how did your little disciple do?"

'Gu Qingzhou laughed when he heard the words, stood up and replied''''The college examination is over, but this time it is taken by the four prefectures together, and it will take at least half a month to mark the papers.''

Thinking of Zhan Feiyu's words that the kun is too big to be stewed in a pot, the Holy Majesty couldn't help laughing, his prestige weakened a bit, "Then the little girl is sure to pass the exam?"

If the other princes saw the holy majesty mentioning Zhan Feiyu so amiably, they would all be jealous, and then they would think about how to win Zhan Feiyu.

The adult princes are all married, but their own age is not suitable, but there are always cousins ​​of the right age in the family, if the marriage is successful, why worry about Gu Xueshi and those literati not relying on him.

"Although the minister let Bingzhi pass, but Chen Xuezheng is the examiner, and the little Sanyuan is in the air." Gu Qingzhou unceremoniously gave Chen Xuezheng the bad medicine.

Let’s not talk about the distance, just say that in Fengzhou before, the Chen family did not dare to kidnap Zhan Feiyu, but they couldn’t swallow this breath. In the end, they took revenge and kidnapped Qi Heng. Gu Xueshi didn’t even bother to say, what is this called? , But anyone with a brain can't do it.

The Holy Majesty thought of his eldest son who had a slightly irritable temperament, so he guessed that the blood of the Chen family was like this, lacking a sense of composure and being impulsive and irritable.

Gu Qingzhou took out the unopened letterhead, "I only received it when I went to court. I guess the little girl wrote the letter as soon as the college exam was over. I think it's because she didn't do well in the exam. If this girl said something outrageous , and please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Liu was slightly surprised, Xueshi Gu wanted to show the letter to the sage first, so he wasn't worried that Zhan Feiyu really wrote something inappropriate in the letter?

But looking at the smiling Gu Xueshi, Eunuch Liu had to admire his means. This seemingly random move not only showed Gu Xueshi's loyalty to the Holy One, but also showed Zhan Feiyu who was far away in Nanxuan Mansion. Be loyal.

The master and the disciples have nothing to hide from the Holy Majesty, so even the private letters can be seen by the Holy Majesty.

As the chief eunuch serving the imperial court, Eunuch Liu opened the letter and handed it to the Holy Majesty who was sitting on the dragon chair with both hands. The wax was still intact just now, which shows that Gu Xueshi really did not open the letter.

"Maybe it's the letter from the little girl to announce the good news to you." The Holy Majesty laughed. This is not the first time he has read Zhan Feiyu's letter to Gu Xueshi. The handwriting is indeed pleasing to the eye. The little girl is a hard worker.

Looking at it, the Holy Majesty couldn't help laughing, and pointed to Gu Qingzhou who was drinking tea leisurely below, "You little disciple is narrow-minded, I'm looking for you to complain."

"The minister is just such a little disciple, and the little girl is just my teacher. We are two masters and apprentices who depend on each other." Gu Xueshi pretended to be miserable, but with a smile on his face, clearly enjoying Zhan Feiyu's closeness and dependence.

Zhan Feiyu is young, but she has a sense of propriety. Most of the letters are homely and do not involve political affairs at all, so Gu Qingzhou is not at all worried that her letters will violate taboos.

"Eunuch Liu gave the letter to Mr. Gu and asked him to make decisions for his little disciples." There are many princes and princesses in the palace, but the children in the palace are sensible and lack the family happiness.

Reading Zhan Feiyu's letter to Gu Qingzhou, the Holy Majesty will always be in a happy mood. The little girl studies hard, but she likes to act like a baby on weekdays, and she is full of dependence between the lines, which makes the Holy Majesty want to decree Zhan Feiyu called to Jingzhong.

Eunuch Liu handed the letter back to Gu Qingzhou again, and then retreated quietly to stand in the corner.

Zhan Feiyu's letter is still a bit childish: Teacher, let me tell you something. It is estimated that Mingsan's Art Academy will be able to enroll students by October, but the academy has only just been built, and the front and back of the house have grown. A lot of weeds.

Mingsan told me that this year we will let the students of Guangyetang pull weeds for half a month, next year we will let the students of Chengxintang pull weeds, and in the third year we will let the students of Hasty Hall pull weeds. bully.

The system of the Art Academy is modeled after the Guozijian. Those who enter the school in the first year will all enter the Guangye Hall, one year later they will be promoted to the Chengxin Hall, and the third year will be promoted to the Zhixing Hall. For three years, they only need to work hard. If you can firmly master a skill in learning, you can be regarded as a teacher.

Gu Qingzhou put away the letter and shook his head helplessly, "The little girl is not doing her job properly, but fortunately she is also working for the well-being of the people."

"Okay, this girl is complaining to you. This year's hospital examination was presided over by Chen Minzhong, and the township examination three years later will still be Chen Minzhong. The little girl is dissatisfied." Xiao Xiao privately thought, "She is worried that when she will take the test, I will appoint Min Zhong as the examiner again."

It is definitely His Majesty's grace for Chen Xuezheng to serve Jiangnan Dao for six years. After his tenure ends, His Majesty will definitely transfer Chen Xuezheng back to the capital. It is really possible for Min Zhong to be the chief examiner.

"If her teacher is Chen Minzhong, I will be the first to object." Gu Xueshi looked disgusted, and Zhan Feiyu had been a teacher for a long time, so even if she was a teacher, she was only carrying a false name, but thinking about it, she would not respond.

The Holy Majesty couldn't help laughing, although he didn't say anything, he had already written down the matter, at least he wouldn't let Chen Xuezheng be the chief examiner of Zhan Feiyu in the college examination, rural examination, and general examination.

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Nanxuan Mansion.

After the first main exam of the college exam was over, a group of bereaved children returned to their respective residences. If they were not worried that the walls had ears, they would definitely have scolded Chen Xuezheng who came up with the question.

What kind of enmity or resentment? Could it be that the candidates of this class dug the ancestral grave of the Chen family in their previous life, otherwise how could Chen Xuezheng come up with such perverted exam questions.

But at this moment, in the government office, the official Mi Feng folded the examination paper, sealed the examinee's surname Ming, and then coded it into a red number, and then handed it over to the scribe in charge of transcribing.

The scribes will rewrite the examination papers with a vermilion pen, which is also called "Zhu Juan", and all Zhu Juan must be sent to the examiner for review.

When the list is released, the original black roll will be unpacked according to the Zhujuanhong number taken, and finally the list will be written.

The room was brightly lit, and in front of the desks one by one, the scribes responsible for transcribing were writing hard. In order to prevent cheating, these clerks were also transferred from various state capitals to avoid collusion between examinees and clerks, and to leave behind notes in the papers. There are special marks.

"Master Hu." There were fifty copies of the scrolls in a pile, and after they were copied, the clerk sent fifty copies of the scrolls to Lord Hu who was in charge of supervision.

"Let's put it down." Hu Bingzhi was also a Jinshi, but he was old-fashioned and didn't know how to adapt. Even in the Imperial Academy, he offended others and was almost imprisoned.

As the head of the Imperial Academy, Gu Xueshi would naturally protect the subordinates of the Imperial Academy. After some twiddling, Hu Bingzhi was sent to Qing'an Prefecture to study.

This time, Chen Xuezheng arranged for the Qing'an Mansion's college examination to be taken together in Nanxuan Mansion, and Hu Bingzhi was one of the examiners.

For other officials, the inspection of Zhu Juan is usually a few randomly selected copies, but Hu Bingzhi is different. He checks one by one and confirms that there is nothing wrong with the fifty Zhu Juan. This is the same as the previous Zhu Juan. Stack them together, and after all the examination papers have been transcribed, they will be sent to the marking room and handed over to Chen Xuezheng, the chief examiner.

In the middle of the night, not to mention that the scribes who transcribed were tired, Hu Bingzhi was also a little tired.

After seeing this, the little official at the side hurriedly brewed a cup of strong tea and brought it over, "My lord, please drink tea, ah..."

The little official exclaimed, breaking the silence in the room.

The ten copyists couldn't help looking up, probably standing for a long time, the little official's legs were a little numb, and just staggered, half of the warm tea was spilled on Hu Bingzhi's robe.

"My lord, do you want to go to the inner room to change clothes?" The little official looked terrified, not to mention that the first rank of officials crushed people to death, Hu Bingzhi was serious, and he had a withdrawn and indifferent temperament.

Glancing at the clothes stained with tea and tea, if it was an ordinary official, he would definitely change his clothes at this moment, but Hu Bingzhi said in a deep voice: "It's okay, just take a cloth towel and wipe it."

"Yes." Seeing that Lord Hu didn't pursue it, the pale official's frightened complexion finally eased a little.

After sealing, transcribing, and cross-reading, three days had passed since the first session of the college examination, and nearly a thousand copies of Zhu Juan were sent to the marking room. In addition to the chief examiner Chen Xuezheng, Zhang Chengli and Hu Bingzhi were responsible for marking the papers. are also there.

There are also a few reviewers who were transferred by Chen Xuezheng from the government, and the last few are the heads of several academies in Jiangnan Road, and the two are well-known scholars in the literary world.

As for the second re-examination, Chen Xuezheng has not yet decided whether to take the exam or not. It probably depends on the success of the first round.

(End of this chapter)