Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Su Mu sneered loudly in his heart, feeling his chaotic head wake up bit by bit.

In just an hour, he copied Kang Hai's three articles onto his paper.

Strange to say, these three articles were copied in one go.The fever on his body also subsided, and his head began to gradually wake up.

At this time, Su Mu was shocked to find that his condition was surprisingly good.Now let him do it himself, and he can write three good articles.

After the three articles, the next question is the fourth question and a "Five Classics" article to choose one of the four.

Su Mu was not polite, and copied Kang Hai directly.

But he didn't know that when he was copying other people's articles, the sky that was clear before was getting gloomy little by little.

At this moment, in the examination room No. 39 of Jiazi, Kang Hai, a scholar from Wugong County, Shaanxi Province, had already finished his five stereotyped essays yesterday, revised them for another morning, and was planning to copy them in at the end.

This one of the seven sons of the poetry circle is actually only 26 or seven years old. He looks like a celebrity with big eyes, thin lips, and a romantic and unruly style.

Before transcribing, he glanced at his paper for the last time, but frowned slightly: "Mount Jinfu, where vegetation gathers... There seems to be nothing wrong with this broken topic. But why did I read it?" I always feel that something is not going well. Then, should I revise it? The problem is that if this broken topic is revised, the next continuation of the topic and what I will talk about will have to be reinvented.”

I glanced at the other four articles: "The day is weird, these four articles are not satisfactory to read!"

Suddenly, a deep and important disgust rose from the bottom of his heart. The more Kang Hai looked at his own article, the more he disliked it, and he wished he could tear up the paper and write it again.

This desire was so strong that he couldn't help it.

Kang Hai was also surprised, and thought to himself: Actually, judging from the level of these five questions, it is not difficult to be a Jinshi.The problem is, I don't like it.Forget it, let's rewrite one, so that we can feel at ease.But is there enough time?

He was vaguely worried.

Looking up at the blackened sky, Kang Hai smiled: It's just five stereotyped essays, and even if they rewrite it, it's just done in one go.As long as there are no more drafts, time is enough.

Now that he had made up his mind, his heart settled down.

He took out three candles, lit one, and simply picked up the pen to write directly on the test paper.

This article is naturally completely different from the previous ones.

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The wind was blowing, the sky was as black as thick ink, and in a blink of an eye, the small test house was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Su Mu couldn't see clearly at first, he hurriedly took out a candle from Kaolan, and was about to light it, but he was surprised for no reason.

He had been groggy for the past two days, and stayed up for two consecutive nights. He had already used up two of the three candles given when he entered the examination room.There are about three or four hours left before the paper is handed in, and a candle can last up to two hours!

There was a smile on the corner of Su Mu's mouth: God, you still don't give up!

He didn't light a candle at the moment, just wrote on paper in the dark.

There is still some hazy sky, Su Mu's calligraphy can be regarded as entering the room now, and his subordinates are extremely controlling.Even in a room where you can't see your fingers, the written words will not be out of shape.

This is not difficult for him, Su Mu.

Just like that, Su Mu began to write in the dark.After a while, I finally finished transcribing the fourth question.

At this time, the last ray of bright color in the sky has been collected.

Candles were lit for the first time in the examination room, and there were countless stars.

The vast majority of candidates have already finished answering the exam questions and are sitting comfortably in the exam room, waiting for the time to hand in the papers.

Su Mu's eyes were so painful that he could hardly open them. He estimated that the last question would not take much time before he smiled lightly.With a strong hand, the flint was struck.

The bright candlelight was lit, and everything in front of my eyes was so clear and amiable.

The last question is taken from the "Book of Songs". Kang Hai's original text is a little short, about [-] words.From the sentence that broke the title, "The sage said that "Poetry" is for teaching, nothing more than making the heart straight." to the last sentence "So "Poem" is based on Tao and temperament, so the master shows the world to learn "Poetry". That's it!"

Because the candle was lit and the paper was copied directly, Su Mu did it very quickly. When the paper was finished, the candle was still two centimeters long.

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"Finally finished!" Kang Hai threw away the pen in his hand in the examination room of Class A.Then I browsed through the five articles that had just been written on the test paper, and couldn't help applauding: "It's done in one go, done in one go, without adding points, good article. Even if the final ranking of this exam is not satisfactory, there is still a lot of effort." Why not? Gentlemen, just ask for a clear mind!"

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"It's finally finished!" Su Mu gently put down his pen, but he didn't look at his own paper, just sat quietly on the stool, waiting for the last moment to come.

In the heart, it is peaceful.

After sitting for a while, the whistling wind suddenly stopped.The black clouds above the head should have been blown away by the strong wind, but it was still a bright starry sky.

On the opposite side, Wu Shiqi gave Su Mu a worried look.

Su Mu nodded slightly, looked at the stars in the sky, and then laughed silently: This God seems to have surrendered, the wind will stop, and the rain will stop, as long as you pass this level, the next two games will not be difficult I am sumac!

Just like the big boat drifting with the water, just follow the trend!

However, regarding the collision of two identical test papers in the future, Su Mu did not expect that there is another key to this matter - the draft!

The drafts sent to candidates will eventually be handed in. At that time, if the two papers are exactly the same.The people from the Sanfa Division came down to check, and found that Kang Hai's draft was exactly the same as the text on the test paper. Then, what should you say, Su Mu?

After sitting for a while, two examiners and some soldiers came to collect the papers. Every time a paper was collected, it would be sealed in front of the candidates to show justice.

After collecting the papers, about half an hour later, the question paper for the second exam came down.

The second session is an examination, the questions are based on the classics of filial piety, and there are five sentences.Edict, imperial edict, and table are selected as one.There are a total of seven topics in this session. Except for the discussion, judgments, edicts, edicts, and tables are all official document writing.

This kind of topic is not difficult for Su Mu. When he was in Changluyan Division of Cangzhou, Gu Run and the others were the picks, and he alone supported the entire yamen's paperwork.

Moreover, unlike stereotyped essays, the topic of this subject has a fixed format, and the requirement is to be simple and straightforward for people to understand at a glance without causing ambiguity.

It doesn't take much effort to do it.

As soon as he saw the topic, Su Mu felt relieved.

This time, there is no need to copy Kang Hai anymore, he can do well with his own true ability.

Anyway, the candles have been used up, and there is no way to stay up late to answer the questions.

Su Mu simply covered his head and fell asleep.

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In the Supreme Court, more than a dozen big red candles as thick as a child's arm illuminate the inside as bright as day.

The two chief executives of Jinke Chunwei, Wang Zhi and Jiao Fang, sat upright at the head, and the examiners of the eighteenth room sat on the left and right sides, talking and laughing in a low voice.

Actually.For the examiners, this year's examination is only now officially beginning.Only when the test papers for the first session of the candidates are collected can they start marking the papers.Even if they wanted to judge the papers in the first three days, there was no paper to read.

According to the system of the imperial examination field, after the examinee's papers are handed in, joints are left in them to prevent someone.They will be handed over to the transcript first, and another copy will be made with correct pavilion questions.Then transfer it to Slit, and seal the examinee's name with a seal.

This was handed over to the examiner in Shibafang.

The same examiner got the papers, and after selecting the accepted papers, they forwarded them to the two chief executives, who decided the rankings.Of course, if they feel that any paper is not done properly, they also have the right to directly brush it down and let the examiner choose another paper to come up.

Just because they had been free for three days, and they had been locked up here for half a month before, the examiners were already depressed, and they couldn't wait to see the papers.

Including Wang Zhi, everyone was smiling, and the atmosphere in the lobby was extraordinarily harmonious.

However, Jiao Fang felt disgusted in her heart.Since entering the examination room, others have kept him at arm's length, and no one talked to him at all.

On the contrary, Pharaoh was loved by all.First of all, he was originally a master of articles, and he had been a Qingliu in the court for decades, and he had a high prestige among scholars.

Secondly, he is from Wu County, Suzhou, a typical southern scholar.

And among the fellow examiners in this period, except for him, Jiao Fang, all of them are from Jiangnan.

The hall was full of soft Wu Yu, even if he wanted to intervene, he didn't know how to intervene, and he couldn't even understand.This situation is like going abroad.

Invisibly, Jiao Fang was completely rejected by them.

Thinking of this, Jiao Fang felt bad breath welling up in her heart, and she almost couldn't hold back her attack.

But after thinking about it, why do I have any reason to be angry with others when they speak in tongues?

"Just wait and see, one day I'm going to vent my anger." Jiao Fang thought bitterly in her heart: "Look at the situation, most of the well-known candidates in this round are scholars from Jiangnan. , Southern scholars are going to show off again. But fortunately, there is a very powerful Kang Hai in Shaanxi. If there is no accident, he can get the first place, which can be regarded as a pride for me in the north. Kang Hai is a celebrity in the country, and his articles have long been published. It should be unrecognizable as it has been circulated among the public. As for Su Mu... Poetry is good. However, if he is chosen, he has a special relationship with Wansui, so we must guard against civil servants making irresponsible remarks. But consider it carefully!"

Just as he was thinking about it, several examiners came over with papers: "Report to the President, the papers for the candidates have been collected."

"Very good." Without waiting for Jiao Fang to speak, Wang Zhi asked first: "The draft paper is also collected?"

"Return to President Wang, it has been collected."

"If the inspection is correct, after you sign it, burn it!" Wang Zhi waved his sleeves.

From the beginning to the end, Jiao Fang didn't say a word, and his face was livid with anger.

Relying on the rules of the imperial examination, after the candidates' draft papers are collected, they must be supervised by special personnel and burned in a unified manner.

Su Mu didn't know this.