Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

What's more, what happened today is probably made by Wang Zhi.

The yamen servants are all lowly villains and have no integrity.Jiao Fang forbids them to burn paper, which will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among everyone.

"It seems that Wang Zhi is going to use me as a display step by step!" Jiao Fang's heart trembled, and she suddenly came to her senses: "As long as this matter hurts my prestige of Jiao Fang, it is not him who is involved in the examination room." Wang Xie has the final say. At that time, no matter which one you choose, you will think of Mr. Wang's kindness when you become an official in the future. Who still remembers me as a teacher? This huge network will be taken by his surname Wang Already!"

"Hmph, Wang Zhi, let's wait and see!"

Jiao Fang secretly hated, and didn't want to get entangled in such a trivial matter.

If anything, what was lost was Jiao Fang's dignity.

So, with a gloomy face, he stopped talking, and only secretly vowed in his heart to get back this place.

After burning the paper, appease the ghosts in the examination room.

The two examiners in this issue of Chunwei washed their hands, unsealed it, and took out the questions of the first session.

Immediately, several outer curtain officials took the exam questions, quickly carved and printed them.

After several strict supervision and inspection procedures, it was issued.

The examiners read the questions differently during the hometown test, and the questions for the general test must be printed on a piece of paper to prevent the candidates from not listening to the questions clearly and affecting the test scores.

By the time everything was settled, it was already midnight.

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After dinner, Su Mu was no longer tired because he slept all afternoon.

So I put on my clothes, sat quietly in the test house and waited.

According to previous candidates, the questions should be issued between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock Beijing time in later generations.

It was already dark, and I didn't know what time it was.Sitting in the dark is as boring as it gets.

There is no moon tonight, but the stars above are extremely bright.Looking intently at the past, the situation in Kaoshe opposite is vaguely discernible.

Governor Duan and the others also couldn't sleep, and sat there waiting upright like Su Mu.

Waiting for the topic paper to come down, waiting for the unknowable fate.

Even though he couldn't see clearly, Su Mu could still feel a thick atmosphere in the examination room, just like the chaos around him, too thick to dissolve.

An insect is screaming loudly in the bushes, and the fragrance of those small yellow flowers is blowing in the wind, which makes people's hearts tighten gradually along with the louder cry.

Su Mu couldn't help it either, he just felt that his chest was being pressed down by the night and he couldn't breathe.

At this moment: "Hoo, hoo!"

Loud snoring came out of nowhere, earth-shattering.

This snoring sound is not constant, on the contrary, it also has this strange rhythm.One high, three low; two high, one low.Then it broke suddenly again, without going on for a long time.

Hearing people seem to have suddenly fallen into an empty space, and there is a feeling of nowhere.

After waiting for a while, the snoring sound suddenly sounded again. One sound of "snoring", followed by one high sound and three low sounds.

No need to ask, it is naturally Mr. Wu who is sleeping deeply.

Hearing him snoring heartily, Su Mu didn't feel his expression change.

Finally someone couldn't bear it any longer, stretched out his hand and patted the castanets hanging outside, and shouted, "I can't take it anymore, this snoring sound is just... just... someone coming!"

"Push!"

I don't know who started it, and then, everyone laughed wildly.

Laughter, like an infectious disease, spread throughout the entire Gongyuan in an instant.

The old Mr. Wu on the opposite side woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but shouted: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Su Mu also laughed out loud, feeling that the tension in his heart dissipated immediately.

The movement in the examination room alarmed the examiners, and immediately a proctor brought soldiers over and yelled, "What's the trouble, the questions will be issued soon, be quiet, be quiet!"

The soldiers took their sticks and headed towards the barrel in the Kaoshe, stabbing a few unlucky ghosts until they screamed loudly.

Another proctor snatched a few candidates' test papers and took a silver mold to press on them, all of which were bad numbers.

The proctor's thunderous method made everyone tremble, and they didn't dare to laugh anymore.

Candidates who have been judged to be poor are not yet famous, but they have to be recorded in the final grade. No matter how good your answers are, you will not be able to enter the first grade if you write your essays colorfully.

The unlucky people cast their angry eyes on Mr. Wu's row of test buildings at the same time. If there was really anger in their eyes, that group of test buildings would have been burned to ashes long ago.

Because of Duan Jiong's good looks, he was so eye-catching that he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

He was so panicked that he quickly waved his hands, and said softly, "It's not me, it's not me!"

At this moment, a yamen servant yelled loudly: "The question paper is down, everyone, please sit down and don't talk nonsense, just wait!"

The candidates who were laughing so loudly just now quieted down instantly as if their throats were pinched by a giant hand.

This sudden silence makes people feel in a trance for a while, and even the sound of blood flowing in the eardrum can be heard.

No matter what, the lingering cry of the insect rang out again.

After the comparison test in Su Mu's examination hall, the question papers could not be handed out for a while.

Curious in his heart, he stretched his head forward as much as possible, and saw a fellow examiner walking in the dark holding a stack of papers while distributing them.

Behind him, candles were lit one after another, but some candidates eagerly lit the candles to watch the first Enke exam questions of this issue.

It turns out that before each candidate enters the examination room, the examiner will distribute three candles for your convenience at night.

Some people answer the questions quickly and can finish them during the day.Some people are slow and have to stay up all night to write.

There will be nine days and nine nights in the exam, and three candles are naturally not enough.

Su Mu also had some calculations in his mind, he would try it, try to hurry up, and stay up all night unless absolutely necessary.This candle should be reserved for the most critical moments.

Sure enough, after reading the questions, some people blew out the candles, fell asleep, and only waited for the next morning to do the questions again.Of course, there are also people who fight at night.

After a while, the question paper was sent here.

Su Mu got it ahead of Mr. Wu and Duan Jiong in the row. He touched a thin piece of paper. The words on it were all freshly printed, and it still smelled like ink.The big seal of the Gongyuan is stamped on it, and the red is eye-catching.It's just that Kaosheli is too dark to see clearly.

After receiving the test paper, Su Mu became nervous for no reason, and felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat: this first round was the most important part of the test.As long as the five questions are done properly, even if you fail in the next two exams, you will still be able to get the honor of Jinshi.On the contrary, as long as there is a slight mistake, you can only wait another two years.What exactly is this topic, can I do it, can I do it well?

The piece of paper in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, and Su Mu couldn't bear it.