Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Repeat this over and over for about ten minutes.

When Su Mu felt that his heart had completely calmed down, he started to write again.

However, he thought he had already adjusted his state.But as soon as I started to write, the previous state of boredom and numbness came back as promised.

Su Mu knew that he couldn't stop this time. For things like status, you need more to get back. You can't just wait.

Simply don't care about anything, just bite the bullet and write down.

Writing without feeling is the most painful thing in the world. It took a whole afternoon to finish a stereotyped essay of [-] characters.

If you look closely, there are still crooked handwriting.When I read it, the text is also stuttering and very unsmooth, just like a newcomer who has just learned to write.

Such an article, let alone Hanlin, is difficult even for a Jinshi.

Su Mu suddenly moved to the side of gallbladder, annoyed, he threw the manuscript on the ground.

At this time, a soldier looked at him vigilantly and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Su Mu smiled bitterly, bent down, picked up the manuscript, and smoothed it with his hands.

According to the rules of the imperial examination room, after entering the examination room, candidates will not only have a paper, but also a piece of draft paper.Generally speaking, candidates will make a draft before the official answer sheet, and only transcribe it on the paper after the revision is satisfactory.

As usual, each piece of draft paper was stamped with the great seal of the Tribute Academy, and it had to be handed in after the exam.

If you miss one, you are cheating.So who the hell knows where your scratch paper went and what was written on it?

Of course, you can also say that you relieved yourself.

The problem is that the ancients didn't use paper to clean their hands, but they had their own toilet chips.Wipe your ass with paper, that's a prodigal.

Shaking his head, Su Mu was also helpless.It seems that forced writing will not work, and there is no way to get back the status.

Then what should be done?

Don't worry, I have experience, I still have a last resort!

Su Mu clenched his fists fiercely, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake: he regarded the writing of stereotyped essays as literary creation, and when he was inspired, he certainly wrote with spirit.Once you have something on your mind and your thoughts are disturbed, the sentences you write are just like chewing wax when you read them.In fact, this thing is a pure word game, as long as the format is correct, there are not many problems with the words.

OK, I'll edit it later.

After dinner, I took a short rest.Sumac lit the second candle.With this candlelight, I began to revise word by word the article "Mencius Said No Injury" written in the afternoon.

This change, I don't know how long it took until the candle burned out.

It can be said that every sentence has been carefully deliberated, and the manuscript took three chapters, which is almost [-] words in total.

In the end, Su Mu had forgotten what he was writing.

At this time, a few cock crows were heard from a distance, and it was already Mao hour the next day.

This last resort has proven utterly useless!

The state of the exam this time made Su Mu feel cold.

"Maybe I'm too tired, too tired!" I didn't sleep all night, my eyes were red and astringent, and I couldn't open them due to pain.

His body was also sore from sitting for too long, and Su Mu also knew that it would be useless to write so forcefully.

He thought about it, and encountered such a situation when he went to Tongzhou to take the provincial examination last year.I have to admit that he is not an impromptu player, and he has little experience in adjusting his own state.

During the township examination last year, no matter what I wrote, I felt dissatisfied.However, it was still handed in.In fact, the stereotyped essay is different from literary works, and requires candidates to master the basic meaning of the scriptures, and the format must not make any mistakes.

However, it is a rural examination, and there is no excessive requirement for the artistry of your articles.

But this is the Jinshi examination room, and those who come to take the examination are all the best scholars in the world.Moreover, the authors and moderators of the questions are all contemporary article masters.As he said to Wu Shiqi a while ago, the mainstream of the court and cultural circles today are southern scholars.Jiangnan literati admire beautiful writing. If your writing is thick and simple, you will be brushed off at the first glance.

With the articles that Su Mu is writing now, let alone Hanlin, it is difficult to be awarded a fellow Jinshi.

If it was true, Su Mu felt that in terms of basic skills, he should be ranked last among the more than 7000 candidates.Competing with them is indeed a bit difficult.

Thinking of the fact that the famous Su Ziqiao actually lost his name, and thinking of the consequences of failing to be a Jinshi, Su Mu shuddered.

This is the worry that comes from it, and it cannot be cut off.

Su Mu's heart was depressed, he threw away the brush, and lay back on the kang to sleep, recharging his energy.

At the moment of falling asleep, Su Mu had another thought in his mind: maybe I wake up with enough strength, and I can write a good article.Or maybe the dream pen will produce flowers!

Facts have proved that this is just Su Mu's wishful thinking, and such things as composition cannot be false.

When I woke up at noon, I was still exhausted. This time I couldn't even write a single word, so I just sat in the test room for an afternoon, and then it was midnight again, and I burned a candle alive.

This was the first day of the spring in this world, one day and two nights, but Su Mu didn't write a single question, so he was unfavorable.

The first session of the examination consisted of three days and three nights, five questions, and the submission time was on the evening of the third day, around nine o'clock Beijing time.

And this first round is actually directly related to a candidate being nominated for the gold list, which is the most important part of the Chunwei exam.

Experienced candidates will make a plan for themselves, five questions, two questions per day for the first two days.On the last day, first write the article on the draft paper.The remaining half day is used for transcription.

Looking at the appearance of Mr. Wu and Duan Jiong on the opposite side, it seems that the work is going well, and they all have calm faces.

In comparison, Su Mu is like sitting on pins and needles.

Seeing Su Mu answering the question so hard, he was flustered again.Wu Shiqi's brows were furrowed even tighter, did he look at him majestically.

As for Duan Jiong, there was a slight ironic smile on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: Ordinarily, most people get the exam questions in advance, so they should memorize the sample essays prepared by the master answerers early, and when they arrive at the exam room, they just need to copy them directly.It's a pity, you, Su Mu, are so famous, but you are too embarrassed to hire a gunner.Although your poems are amazing, they can be written as stereotyped essays, but they are actually very ordinary.It can be seen that this person is strong in one area, but weaker in another area.

I, Duan Jiong, also got the test questions. This time we are on the same starting line.With my real ability, I want to leave you far behind, haha, haha, this time I will try, but it is a chance for me to feel proud.

Although Duan Jiong just got the exam questions one day in advance, considering his talent, one day is enough for him to make full preparations.In fact, the questions of this exam are relatively simple.Among them, two topics such as "Mencius Says No Injury" and "Those Who Want to Harmonize Their Family First Cultivate Their Body" have been homeworked countless times before.

Now you only need to find out the old exercises, so that you can revise them several times and memorize them by heart.

Anyone who can pass the exam with this idea is not a top person, and the basic skill of a scholar is to keep a good eye.

The exam this time was exceptionally smooth, and Duan Jiong thought that being a Jinshi should be like pinching an escargot with three fingers --- it's a safe bet.

In fact, in real history, Duan Jiong was admitted to the top 16 in the [-]th Hongzhi examination.After the palace examination, he passed the re-examination, and was selected as a scholar in Hanlin. He was also one of the political figures in the early years of Zhengde.

This is still without cheating. Now that history has undergone a small change, Duan Jiong's ranking can be higher.

Governor Duan did not feel any gratitude towards Su Mu and Wu Shiqi for being able to get the exam questions in advance.He just sneered in his heart---Wu Shiqi is such an idiot that such an important item as the exam questions was leaked out.Su Mu's affairs are not secretive, and he talks nonsense about the relationship between the sea of ​​​​blood, and he is even more stupid!

……

Another day passed, and the draft was full of large and small words, black and dense like mosquitoes and flies, swirling and dancing in front of his eyes, after reading too much, Su Mu actually felt dizzy and nauseous.

The vest was hot and cold, and a layer of goose bumps appeared from time to time, and my feet were stiff and numb from sitting for too long.

Anxious to get angry, two pimples appeared everywhere in the middle of the body, and when I touched it with my hand, it hurt terribly.

It has been two days since I relieved my hand, and my stomach is bloated and uncomfortable.

Because Su Mu is a person who has traveled once, and because he knows that the medical conditions in ancient times are extremely poor, if one is not good, he will take a cold and have a fever in private, so he attaches great importance to his body.

So, after arriving here, I run several kilometers every day, and my body is well trained.

Looking back, in the past two years, he didn't even have a headache.

But at this moment, the strong pressure gave him signs of illness.

Sitting in the small test house, the space seemed extremely cramped, and it was pressed down layer by layer, making his breathing difficult, and it seemed that someone had stuffed a large amount of cow hair in his heart, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

This is already the morning of the third day, and the draft has already been filled, but there is not a single word available.

Depending on the situation, it is time to hand in a blank paper.

"Is it possible that I have given up like this, how should I face Hu Ying, Miss Wu, Xiao Die, and the eyes of the world?"

Su Mu's hands trembled.

In fact, the candidates in the entire examination room have already finished the topic at hand and started to transcribe.

Su Mu saw that Mr. Wu and Duan Jiong who were on the opposite side got up early today, spread out the brand-new paper in front of them, held a brush, and copied every word very carefully.

"They're done too!"

"No, no, I can't give up, for those expecting eyes!"

Su Mu just mechanically picked up the pen and drew randomly, but he didn't know exactly what was written.

Time passed by, and it was another morning.

By this time, there were about eight hours left before the submission of papers.