Medicine in Song Dynasty

Chapter 73
In August, when the weather turned cooler, the day of the exam finally arrived.

The students of Guozijian are eligible to take the exam in the capital and don't need to go back to their hometown, so Su Wencheng has taken advantage of it, otherwise he has to go home, and it would be a serious crime to make a fuss.

To take the exam, you need to wear single clothes. Su Tong used the warmest cotton cloth to make dozens of cotton robes for Su Wencheng. Wearing them one by one, even though they are not as warm as leather jackets, they can still keep out the cold wind.

In August, the wind in Kaifeng is as cold as a knife.

It was not the first time for Su Wencheng to take part in the exam. He knew all the preparations needed, and prepared two sets of pens and inks. He didn't seem nervous when he entered the examination room, and it went smoothly.

The autumn exam lasted for three days. After coming out of the exam room, Su Wencheng saw his precious daughter sitting in the car with his son in his arms, smiling at him.

A large group of Confucian scholars were in a panic, but Su Wencheng felt that it was okay, and walked steadily into the car. As soon as he got up, his daughter stuffed a large bowl of hot chicken soup into his arms.

After eating the chicken soup, the exhaustion of the past three days was swept away. Su Tong let out a long breath and said with a smile: "Our soup made by Ah Tong is still delicious."

"Then daddy needs to drink two more bowls when he comes home. I cooked a big pot." Su Tong squinted his eyes, seeing that Su Wencheng looked refreshed, without a trace of decadence, he thought he did well in the exam.

Indeed, Su Wencheng felt that he passed the exam very well.

Like the scriptures and meanings of the first test, it was just a memory test. Before Su Wencheng took the test, she forced her daughter to recite everything that could be tested backwards. She tried various ways to strengthen her memory. If she can still answer A typo made him ashamed to see his daughter.

As for the later poems and fus, Su Wencheng felt that his own poems could at least be regarded as second-rate and above-average.

This kind of poetry that should be used for trial does not have too high requirements. The rhythm is good, and it is enough to adapt to the situation. After all, there are not many talents in the world who can write poems in seven steps.

As for the sub-historical theory and current affairs policy in the third round, when it comes to Su Wencheng's eyebrows, he has answered the questions several times. Although they are not exactly the same, but if Su Langjun answers such questions, he will also It can be regarded as being able to do it with confidence.

Su Tong asked a little bit. Of course, she is not as clear as Su Wencheng about these things, and the exam has passed, so she doesn't worry too much. When she returns home, she lets her father sleep peacefully and eat more nourishing food On the day the list was released, although Su Wencheng was a little anxious, he still sat at home quietly waiting for the news, and did not rush out to watch the list with a large group of Confucian scholars.

Not long after, wave after wave of good news came straight to Su's house!

After receiving the good news, Su Wencheng was stunned, unable to recover for a while, and stood in the yard in a daze—"How could it be? How could it be possible?"

Su Tong rolled his eyes, ignored his father who was acting as a statue in a daze, threw out the wedding money he had prepared earlier, and sent a thick big red envelope to the yamen who came to announce the good news, and called the maids to go Cut pork and set up banquets.

A series of congratulatory sounds finally woke up Su Wencheng. He pinched himself hard before letting out his breath, believing that he had the news of Zhongjieyuan.

"This is just the autumn test, the first step in the long march, father, why are you so happy?"

Su Tong shook his head, took his father back to the house and poured him two cups of herbal tea to calm himself down. Su Wencheng tried his best to hold back the tears, and gritted his teeth, "It's Jie Yuan!"

He has taken the exam so many times, not to mention Xie Yuan, even the top ten, and he has never passed. It can be said that if he gets the top ten in the autumn exam, it is equivalent to stepping into the door of officialdom. As long as there are no mistakes , the spring test is likely to be on the list, but if you take the Xieyuan test, it doesn't matter if you don't get the first place in the spring test, but if you fail the list, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Su Tong raised his eyebrows: "Don't take it too seriously, it seems that your article is in line with the examiner's taste."

Su Wencheng nodded. He also felt that he was lucky this time. He performed at a super level, and he was favored by the examiners. Otherwise, among the Confucian scholars he had met, there were quite a few of them who were better than him in terms of literary talent and knowledge. Some, this Jieyuan, how can it not be his turn to do it.

However, it doesn't matter even if it's luck, luck is also a part of one's own strength, this is Lu Xianggong's original words, besides, after reading Su Wencheng's article, no one can say that he shouldn't get this Jie Yuan, it's just some self-righteous Those who are more knowledgeable than him can't say anything sour.

This time, Hu Yuan, the main examiner, belongs to the young and vigorous type, who doesn't like smooth and steady articles, but for the sake of stability, most of the candidates in this year are the type of writing that is not outstanding and does not make mistakes.

On the other hand, Su Wencheng looks simple and honest on the outside, but his writing style has always been sharp, and he doesn't lack that kind of blatant spirit. It's just that people can't help but feel excited when they read it.

Several gentlemen who have taught him all said that his writing has become more and more sharp, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable, which is really rare.

Even in the eyes of a mature and prudent examiner, such an article may not be pleasing, and it will not be too disgusting, but if it falls in the eyes of a more radical examiner, this kind of article is really interesting and makes people want to stop , Because of this, none of the teachers of Guozijian persuaded Su Wencheng to change his style of writing.

Firstly, this is his characteristic. Nowadays, there are not many students who can make unique compositions. It is a pity to change it. Second, I am afraid that he will get used to it. Once it is changed to four different, it is even more uncomfortable.

Hu Yuan liked Su Wencheng's article very much. He read it three times in a row, and he still thought about it for a long time afterwards.

Su Wencheng won Zhongjie Yuan, although he said that the world will be determined after the spring exam next year, after all, it is a happy event, even if he wants to keep a low profile, but the students always have banquets, and they have to go to the Luming Banquet.

For half a month, they were so busy that they couldn't keep their heels on the ground. Su Tong and Erlang couldn't even eat with him for a long time.

In the end, it was Su Wencheng who made the excuse that he would continue to study at the Imperial College and prepare for next year's spring exam, and then he survived. Su Tong also heaved a sigh of relief. Although she didn't mind dealing with others, to be honest, she really liked this kind of entertainment. Not very much.

Even so, Su Wencheng's social status has doubled, and there are still some unavoidable entertainments, at least if his classmates from the Imperial College invite him, he has to go.

Su Wencheng felt disturbed, but Su Tong knew it was a good thing, so he encouraged him from time to time. If it doesn't affect his studies, he might as well participate in various activities among literati. The friendship between classmates should be well maintained. It's my own contacts, which may play a big role.

(End of this chapter)