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Chapter 312 The product of boredom in the examination room
Chapter 312 The product of boredom in the examination room (four more)
The Shaoqing of Dali Temple knocked on the gate of the Gongyuan with an imperial decree. This is the second time in the history of Dazheng that the gate of the Gongyuan was opened after passing the examination.Soon the yamen servants dragged the six corpses out of the tribute courtyard, and the gate was closed tightly again.
The first three of the Imperial Academy were all killed, and the three dead men committed suicide in public. Many candidates were frightened.
Zhou Zhiyi's face was ashen. Regardless of his old age, he personally patrolled the examination room and comforted the frightened candidates.
Just when the elder was inspecting the area around the latrine, he saw a man coming out of the latrine holding his nose.When an examiner beside Zhou Zhiyi saw this person, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly whispered something in Zhou Zhiyi's ear.
"This son is Zhang Xinzhi!"
Zhou Zhiyi looked at Zhang Zhe's face with some concern, it seemed that he didn't know what happened in the examination room.He immediately ordered to the people behind him: "From now on, warn all candidates one by one not to talk about this matter, otherwise they will all be expelled from the examination room. Don't disturb those who don't know about this matter and those who are asleep."
Zhang Zhe also knew who the old man in front of him was, so he bowed politely, and only after the old man had left, he gave a sip in secret.
Go back to the test number and go to sleep.
This sleep was comfortable, and I didn't wake up until the sun was bright.
Just because he handed in the paper on the first day, he picked up the draft paper on the chopping board and practiced calligraphy when he had nothing to do.After practicing for half an hour, Zhang Zhe stopped writing again, feeling very boring.
For some reason, those clerks who liked to hang around in front of their test numbers all faintly avoided him today. He could only see an examinee in the opposite test number biting his pen.
"There is still one and a half days left, so what should I do?" Zhang Zhe flipped through the draft paper in boredom, and suddenly an idea popped up.
He regained his energy immediately, picked up a pen and wrote an opening poem on the draft paper.
This poem is too obscure, this guy was so bored that he silently wrote "Golden Ping M" in the examination room.Kill time.He wrote here with joy and blushing, but he didn't know that several civil servants were staring at him again.
Zhang Xinzhi is writing again!Moreover, someone peeked at his writing speed. I'm afraid he wrote thousands of words this morning, and his ink stick was much shorter.
The dozens of draft papers in front of Zhang Zhe were all stained with ink, and even the scholar sitting opposite Zhang Xinzhi was in a daze as he watched him writing like flying, anyway, he himself couldn't write a single word.
Sitting opposite Zhang Xinzhi for the exam is both an honor and a torture!
After eating dry noodles for lunch, Zhang Zhe grabbed what he had written with a smile and read it page by page.Hehe, Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng is indeed a great talent, this description of the words, tsk tsk tsk.
The world's most talented man can laugh so wretchedly?The scholar on the opposite side didn't dare to raise his head anymore, he was afraid that if he continued to read it, his faith would collapse.
Zhang Xinzhi is a well-known gentleman, but Zhang Zhe is an out-and-out layman.It is said that some people can see great elegance, others can see great vulgarity, and some can also see the world situation. Zhang Zhe only saw a lonely and nowhere to rest, and his mind was full of the image of his own wife.
And when he was distracted, there were still clips of Sister Su and Yuyao coming to visit.
Zhang Zhe felt that he was really guilty, so he drank clear water several times, and raised his hand to go to the latrine, making himself sick.
Returning to his examination number, he was keenly aware that someone seemed to have tampered with his manuscript.
He glanced at the corridor, only to see two clerks looking away intentionally or unintentionally.Zhang Zhe immediately took a look at the other party's "renzhong", uh, I don't know which chapter they read, but the brothers in the family were a little "angry".
Another boring night passed, and at the beginning of noon on the second day, Zhang Zhe left the Gongyuan first as soon as the gong sounded.As soon as he left, a civil official hurried over and walked into Zhang Xinzhi's examination number.
Hey, where are those draft papers?Just now it was clear that Zhang Xinzhi hadn't taken it away, why didn't he even see one?
Another clerk also rushed over, and the two stared at each other for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: Zhang Xinzhi actually threw all the good papers into the toilet!
Countless carriages were parked at the gate of the Gongyuan, Zhang Zhe was supported by Sanqi and Xiao Zhaoping into the carriage, and then fell asleep.The carriage did not move, and they had to wait for Huo Bingcheng and Jiang Shangyang to come out.
Zhang Zhe took a good nap, and didn't wake up until the end of the day (three o'clock in the afternoon).As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Huo Bingcheng sleeping soundly on his lap. No wonder he had a nightmare just now and was hugged by a ghost!
Kicking Huo Bingcheng who was in a drowsy sleep away, he found a few pastries from the compartment of the carriage and looked at the entrance of the Gongyuan through the window while eating.
Not long after, I saw Brother Jiang staggering out.Sanqi and one of Brother Jiang's servants hurried up to catch him, and before they had even descended the steps of the tribute courtyard, Brother Jiang snored slightly on the servant's back, and he fell asleep regardless.
The second day happened to be the Double Ninth Festival.
When they met again, it was already at the chrysanthemum meeting arranged by Meng Xiaowan in the afternoon.
Cornus officinalis, chrysanthemum wine, and the sun was shining brightly. They all lay lazily behind the desk, not wanting to get up.Meng Xiaowan can't drink alcohol when she is pregnant, so she only persuades her to drink. This is the right of the hostess.She had already asked about Zhang Zhe's exam situation, and after hearing her husband silently memorized those amazing and brilliant essays, Meng Xiaowan couldn't help but offer a sweet kiss immediately.
How can this person be so talented?He is obviously a very rascal guy on weekdays.
"Hehehehe," Huo Bingcheng was laughing, "it's a pity that the rest of us quarreled for too long that night. It happened in another tribute house."
Jiang Shangyang had lingering fear on his face.
"The murdered student Xie was only separated by a wall from him. It was really shocking to think about it. At that time, he was also in a drowsy sleep, and he didn't know that such a thing had happened for several days."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaodi took a big sip of the chrysanthemum wine, and he was the one who drank the most today, obviously he was bluffed.
"It's the luckiest thing to believe in," Huo Bingcheng pointed at Zhang Zhe and laughed, "When the venue was full of excitement, he was in the latrine, and when he came out, it had disappeared. He was still writing those books in the examination room!"
Suddenly Huo Bingcheng heard Zhang Zhe coughing violently, and realized that he had drunk too much, forgetting that Meng Xiaowan was still beside him.
Zhang Zhe also felt a little regretful. He had just brought those manuscripts back from Modern Times today, when Huo Bingcheng found out that they didn't fit, he snatched them away with bright eyes, and he didn't even have a handle on his mouth.
Meng Xiaowan glanced at Zhang Zhe with a half-smile, she guessed something about her husband's virtue in the boudoir.
Jiang Shangyang didn't understand Huo Bingcheng's words. While drinking, he was reading the letters sent from Nanshan these days, all of which were from Jingong people.
"Huh!?" Jiang Shangyang stood up suddenly, "On the day we left, His Majesty just came to Piyi Garden!"
(End of this chapter)
The Shaoqing of Dali Temple knocked on the gate of the Gongyuan with an imperial decree. This is the second time in the history of Dazheng that the gate of the Gongyuan was opened after passing the examination.Soon the yamen servants dragged the six corpses out of the tribute courtyard, and the gate was closed tightly again.
The first three of the Imperial Academy were all killed, and the three dead men committed suicide in public. Many candidates were frightened.
Zhou Zhiyi's face was ashen. Regardless of his old age, he personally patrolled the examination room and comforted the frightened candidates.
Just when the elder was inspecting the area around the latrine, he saw a man coming out of the latrine holding his nose.When an examiner beside Zhou Zhiyi saw this person, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly whispered something in Zhou Zhiyi's ear.
"This son is Zhang Xinzhi!"
Zhou Zhiyi looked at Zhang Zhe's face with some concern, it seemed that he didn't know what happened in the examination room.He immediately ordered to the people behind him: "From now on, warn all candidates one by one not to talk about this matter, otherwise they will all be expelled from the examination room. Don't disturb those who don't know about this matter and those who are asleep."
Zhang Zhe also knew who the old man in front of him was, so he bowed politely, and only after the old man had left, he gave a sip in secret.
Go back to the test number and go to sleep.
This sleep was comfortable, and I didn't wake up until the sun was bright.
Just because he handed in the paper on the first day, he picked up the draft paper on the chopping board and practiced calligraphy when he had nothing to do.After practicing for half an hour, Zhang Zhe stopped writing again, feeling very boring.
For some reason, those clerks who liked to hang around in front of their test numbers all faintly avoided him today. He could only see an examinee in the opposite test number biting his pen.
"There is still one and a half days left, so what should I do?" Zhang Zhe flipped through the draft paper in boredom, and suddenly an idea popped up.
He regained his energy immediately, picked up a pen and wrote an opening poem on the draft paper.
This poem is too obscure, this guy was so bored that he silently wrote "Golden Ping M" in the examination room.Kill time.He wrote here with joy and blushing, but he didn't know that several civil servants were staring at him again.
Zhang Xinzhi is writing again!Moreover, someone peeked at his writing speed. I'm afraid he wrote thousands of words this morning, and his ink stick was much shorter.
The dozens of draft papers in front of Zhang Zhe were all stained with ink, and even the scholar sitting opposite Zhang Xinzhi was in a daze as he watched him writing like flying, anyway, he himself couldn't write a single word.
Sitting opposite Zhang Xinzhi for the exam is both an honor and a torture!
After eating dry noodles for lunch, Zhang Zhe grabbed what he had written with a smile and read it page by page.Hehe, Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng is indeed a great talent, this description of the words, tsk tsk tsk.
The world's most talented man can laugh so wretchedly?The scholar on the opposite side didn't dare to raise his head anymore, he was afraid that if he continued to read it, his faith would collapse.
Zhang Xinzhi is a well-known gentleman, but Zhang Zhe is an out-and-out layman.It is said that some people can see great elegance, others can see great vulgarity, and some can also see the world situation. Zhang Zhe only saw a lonely and nowhere to rest, and his mind was full of the image of his own wife.
And when he was distracted, there were still clips of Sister Su and Yuyao coming to visit.
Zhang Zhe felt that he was really guilty, so he drank clear water several times, and raised his hand to go to the latrine, making himself sick.
Returning to his examination number, he was keenly aware that someone seemed to have tampered with his manuscript.
He glanced at the corridor, only to see two clerks looking away intentionally or unintentionally.Zhang Zhe immediately took a look at the other party's "renzhong", uh, I don't know which chapter they read, but the brothers in the family were a little "angry".
Another boring night passed, and at the beginning of noon on the second day, Zhang Zhe left the Gongyuan first as soon as the gong sounded.As soon as he left, a civil official hurried over and walked into Zhang Xinzhi's examination number.
Hey, where are those draft papers?Just now it was clear that Zhang Xinzhi hadn't taken it away, why didn't he even see one?
Another clerk also rushed over, and the two stared at each other for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: Zhang Xinzhi actually threw all the good papers into the toilet!
Countless carriages were parked at the gate of the Gongyuan, Zhang Zhe was supported by Sanqi and Xiao Zhaoping into the carriage, and then fell asleep.The carriage did not move, and they had to wait for Huo Bingcheng and Jiang Shangyang to come out.
Zhang Zhe took a good nap, and didn't wake up until the end of the day (three o'clock in the afternoon).As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Huo Bingcheng sleeping soundly on his lap. No wonder he had a nightmare just now and was hugged by a ghost!
Kicking Huo Bingcheng who was in a drowsy sleep away, he found a few pastries from the compartment of the carriage and looked at the entrance of the Gongyuan through the window while eating.
Not long after, I saw Brother Jiang staggering out.Sanqi and one of Brother Jiang's servants hurried up to catch him, and before they had even descended the steps of the tribute courtyard, Brother Jiang snored slightly on the servant's back, and he fell asleep regardless.
The second day happened to be the Double Ninth Festival.
When they met again, it was already at the chrysanthemum meeting arranged by Meng Xiaowan in the afternoon.
Cornus officinalis, chrysanthemum wine, and the sun was shining brightly. They all lay lazily behind the desk, not wanting to get up.Meng Xiaowan can't drink alcohol when she is pregnant, so she only persuades her to drink. This is the right of the hostess.She had already asked about Zhang Zhe's exam situation, and after hearing her husband silently memorized those amazing and brilliant essays, Meng Xiaowan couldn't help but offer a sweet kiss immediately.
How can this person be so talented?He is obviously a very rascal guy on weekdays.
"Hehehehe," Huo Bingcheng was laughing, "it's a pity that the rest of us quarreled for too long that night. It happened in another tribute house."
Jiang Shangyang had lingering fear on his face.
"The murdered student Xie was only separated by a wall from him. It was really shocking to think about it. At that time, he was also in a drowsy sleep, and he didn't know that such a thing had happened for several days."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaodi took a big sip of the chrysanthemum wine, and he was the one who drank the most today, obviously he was bluffed.
"It's the luckiest thing to believe in," Huo Bingcheng pointed at Zhang Zhe and laughed, "When the venue was full of excitement, he was in the latrine, and when he came out, it had disappeared. He was still writing those books in the examination room!"
Suddenly Huo Bingcheng heard Zhang Zhe coughing violently, and realized that he had drunk too much, forgetting that Meng Xiaowan was still beside him.
Zhang Zhe also felt a little regretful. He had just brought those manuscripts back from Modern Times today, when Huo Bingcheng found out that they didn't fit, he snatched them away with bright eyes, and he didn't even have a handle on his mouth.
Meng Xiaowan glanced at Zhang Zhe with a half-smile, she guessed something about her husband's virtue in the boudoir.
Jiang Shangyang didn't understand Huo Bingcheng's words. While drinking, he was reading the letters sent from Nanshan these days, all of which were from Jingong people.
"Huh!?" Jiang Shangyang stood up suddenly, "On the day we left, His Majesty just came to Piyi Garden!"
(End of this chapter)
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