A poor family counterattacks, she is beautiful and sassy on the way to the imperial examination

Chapter 68
An Chuxia took out the examination paper from the oily skin bag containing the files, and looked at all the lines at a glance. After reading it, her expression became more relaxed.

Apparently, she has already figured out these exam questions.

The first session is mainly to examine the meaning of the scriptures, the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics.

An Chuxia guessed that if nothing else happened, the second session would be poetry and practical writing.

The third session should examine the theory of affairs, focusing on allowing candidates to comment on the future of the country and their own aspirations from their own perspective.

These are the questions that must be taken in every township examination and general examination, but the content of each examination changes.

An Chuxia remembered seeing it somewhere in her previous life. It seems that in some dynasties, the imperial examinations, the first, second, and third exams can be taken out for a night's rest.

However, the imperial examination system of the Tangling Dynasty that I have traveled to is different. You can also take a day off in the middle, but you are not allowed to leave the examination room.

To An Chuxia's disappointment, her health was so good that her nose cleared after taking the pill for two days.

Three days later, after the first exam, An Chuxia took the completed papers, checked them carefully, and put them in the paper bag. When the invigilator came and sealed the opening of the paper bag for the first exam, she could go out for a walk.

Youshi just arrived and the invigilator began to seal the examination papers.

After the invigilator sealed the test paper, An Chuxia put the paper bag containing the test paper into the innermost part of the bag and hid it.

He hurried to a place where he couldn't smell the smell of the end of the alley, took out the two pieces of silk stuffed in his nose, and took a deep breath.

Although the smell here is also not very pleasant, but compared to the smell of feces and urine wafting at the end of the alley, An Chuxia feels that the air here is already considered fresh.

One after another, students finished their test papers and sealed them, and ran out of their dormitory at the end of the alley, making people want to escape like a scourge there.

In the entire examination room, there is an invigilator standing every few steps away, and the students are allowed to come out for activities even after the first round of the exam.

No one dared to talk to each other, and stood far away stretching their stiff bodies.

Standing there, An Chuxia was surprised when she saw the person coming out of the shed near the end of the alley, called the Dung House.

Xu Xuezhen!What a coincidence.

Looking at her sallow face, she must have been smoky in the past few days.

I am afraid that whoever is so close to the end of the alley can't eat well and can't sleep well.

Seeing her walking fluttering, she just finished the first exam and it was like this. It is hard to say whether she can persist in the remaining two exams.

Of course Xu Xuezhen also saw An Chuxia, her slightly gloomy eyes flashed, and then she walked to the other side and stood in the ventilated place.

An Chuxia withdrew her gaze, looked around, but did not see Gu Fangmiao, her house should not be in this passage.

Even among her dozen or so senior brothers, An Chuxia didn't see any of them.

This is quite normal, with thousands of candidates, the chance of encountering them is really very small.

The sky had already darkened, and if she didn't want to go back to her dorm, An Chuxia had no choice but to go back.

An Chuxia, who was walking back, stopped suddenly when she passed the two dormitories next to her.

She stared fixedly at Mo Ziluo, who was haggard and pale, wondering what had happened to him in the past three days, why he looked so miserable that he had been ravaged by others.

Mo Ziluo sensed someone in front of him, and raised his eyes to see An Chuxia and couldn't help but smile wryly.

An Chuxia nodded to him, turned her head to look at the invigilator who was standing not far away, and walked back to her dormitory without saying anything.

Then she began to wash the polished rice and put it on the stove to make porridge, and took out a handful of dried meat and threw it in. This time she cooked more.

After the meat porridge was cooked, An Chuxia filled a bowl full, and threw some pickled radish sticks on top, holding a dozen or so small pills in his hand.

Then, under the watchful eye of the invigilator, he carried it to the second dormitory next door, put it on Mo Ziluo's desk, and left without saying a word.

An Chuxia dared to do this because the first test had already been completed, and the roll bag was also sealed.

If you want to cheat at this time, you can only tear open the sealed pocket, and the test paper will be invalid.

At this time, whoever chooses to cheat is tantamount to withdrawing from the exam, and will be sent back to his original place, his existing fame will be abolished, and he will not be allowed to take the imperial examination for life.

With such serious consequences, as long as you are not a fool, you will not do unnecessary things.

So at this time, the invigilator will not control too strictly, as long as he does not go back and forth to gather and chat, he will generally not control.

Mo Ziluo looked at the porridge with pickled vegetables and meat on the desk, and there seemed to be mist in his eyes. Then he took a sip slowly, the warm porridge flowed into his stomach, and he let out a comfortable sigh.

The pastries and food he brought were broken into pieces by the envoys who searched, and Moziluo couldn't eat them no matter what.

The food in the examination room was also unpalatable for the eldest young master. He was considered strong if he didn't starve to death in the past three days.

Mo Ziluo thought that Junior Sister An gave him a bowl of porridge, which literally saved his life.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen pills on the table, Mo Ziluo lowered his eyes and hid the beating of his heart.

In the south in August, it was still very hot during the day, but it was a bit cool at night. That night, An Chuxia took out the thick blanket to cover her.

The next day is the rest day after the first exam.

An Chuxia packed some dried pickled radishes, flour from polished rice and oats, and dried meat and sent them to Mo Ziluo. Under the increasingly stern eyes of the proctor, she hurriedly explained a few words and then returned.

When An Chuxia saw Mo Ziluo's ugly face, he thought he must be hungry.

Having been together in the same academy for so long, An Chuxia had already discovered that Mo Ziluo was not only a noble person, but also had some cleanliness.

It is conceivable that those foods that have been touched and rubbed by people may not be able to swallow them no matter what, and this is why they have the previous pale face and limp lying on the desk.

After a rest day in the middle, the second exam officially started the next day.

As An Chuxia expected, the test was about poetry and prose writing.

Three days later, the second test was over, and there was still a day off during the period.

Then the third test, which is also the last test of this township test.

Now all the candidates' faces turned pale, including An Chuxia.

If she wasn't near the end of the alley, the situation might be better. After all, whoever is in this kind of environment can hardly eat well and sleep well.

Coupled with the double consumption of energy and body by the exam.

Even An Chuxia often used jerky as a snack to replenish energy, but she also felt a little tired at the end of the exam.

But fortunately, this body has good physical strength, and after wearing it, she practiced Sanda and fighting whenever she had time.

With good health, even if he was a bit mentally weak at the end of the exam, An Chuxia washed his face with cold water to keep his head clear when answering the questions.

Other students may focus most of their energy on the first and second exams, and they don't pay much attention to the third exam, thinking it is "empty talk."

The weight in the imperial examination is not important.

An Chuxia didn't think so. According to the classics she had read, policy theories of past dynasties should not be as irrelevant in the imperial examinations as other students thought.

With this insight, An Chuxia wrote the whole policy with great care.

After the three township examinations, An Chuxia finally put down the brush.

Check it carefully to see if the roll is clean, whether there are missing words, and whether it violates the taboos of the royal family and the venerable.

(End of this chapter)