Datang: God-level Choice

The so-called number house is actually a small cubicle separated for each candidate. It is about ten feet long and three feet wide. There is a table, a chapter: stools, a toilet, and a simple bench.

The imperial examinations are not allowed to submit papers in advance. Therefore, the candidates must spend the rest of the day and night in this small cubicle.

In addition, although the compartment has a roof for shading, it is completely open for invigilation, and it is inevitable to be heated when the sun is out, and frozen when it is raining.

For the poor students who are studying hard in the cold window, these are trivial matters, but for the children of the powerful, such conditions are really too simple

"What the hell is this place, it's already dark, why is it still so hot"

"If it's daytime, it's so hot, how can you answer the question?"

"Nima let me sleep on this broken chair today, on the edge of the toilet"

As soon as a group of dignitaries who had just been in fear during the big search and were sweating out of fear entered the house, which was leaking from all directions, they immediately began to complain.

The previous few imperial examinations were so simple, just follow the poem, the number of people was small, and there was no need to spend the night, but now, not only the test content is too much to tire people, but the conditions are very different.

This is simply to suffer! "Be quiet, no noise is allowed in the examination room, and the papers will be issued soon!"

Pairs of heavily armed brocade-clothed houses patrolled the corridors and said sharply.

The dignitaries were so frightened that they quickly closed their eyes, no one dared to kill the majesty of this group of gods.

When those candidates who were caught cheating were making trouble, these killing gods directly added their fists and feet, and there was no politeness at all.

"Forget it, when a scholar encounters a soldier, he can't explain the rationale, and he doesn't get along: these soldiers are arguing!"

"The exam paper will be issued soon, and then it will be our chance to perform!"

The few hundred dignitaries who survived began to exert their A-spirits and comforted themselves.

Among them, most of them got through by swallowing cheat sheets in their stomachs.

It's disgusting, but as long as you can take the imperial examinations in high school, it's all worth it

A group of people stared eagerly at the examination papers that the Jinyi Guardian came over and started to distribute, just like they were looking at Sister Hong in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

They have been suffocated for so long, and they have suffered the pain they have never suffered in their entire lives, not for this moment of turning over.

Soon, the exam papers will be distributed

This time, the exam paper is much thicker than previous years, with several pages.

As soon as the poor students saw the exam papers, they quickly began to read the questions carefully and came up with ideas for breaking the questions.

But the nobles and nobles were all triumphant, making the Yulin army in charge of monitoring bewildered.

Are these boys and buddies frightened, how come they laughed wildly over there before they even started to read the exam questions?

Is this a matter of being confident and confident that he will be a high school student, or is it a sudden outburst of madness? As for the Jinyi guards who are patrolling together, they are secretly laughing in their hearts, deliberately pulling the Yulin army away, and performing for these dignitaries. Opportunity

"His Royal Highness King Liao, how does the last general feel that the atmosphere of today's imperial examination is very strange?"

All the time: Li Junxian, who is in charge of printing the test papers, asked in confusion

As soon as he came over, he heard that Zhangsun Wuji and Zhou Zheng were taking a break due to heatstroke due to physical discomfort, and then he saw more than a thousand candidates who were caught cheating, and his heart suddenly rose.

His Royal Highness the King of Liao, as expected, did not make a move. Once he made a move, it would definitely be a blockbuster! Heatstroke rest and the like, it is a deceiver, and it is obviously under house arrest and surveillance.

As for catching so many cheaters, it was Li Junxian's expectation that even he had heard the wind in Chang'an City.

"Let's not talk about this first, there will be a good show to watch soon. General Li, would you like to enjoy it together?"

Qin Huaidao said with a smile

The number house is not free from all sides, standing at a high place, you can completely see the movements of a whole row of candidates

And the closest to Qin Huaidao and others, with the best perspective, is the position of Zhou Zheng's son, Zhou Li.

The eldest son of Zhou, Zhou Yi, is a well-known dude in the entire Chang'an city. He has been arrested by Jin Yiwei to reflect on himself. Therefore, the son of Tuesday has become the hope of the Zhou family.

This second son is also a bit talented, and quite witty, and often considers himself a little Zhuge.

Because of this, he had long discovered that it was unscientific to hide the cheat sheet in the steel gate, but replaced it with another way of thinking, swallowing it first, and then pulling it out.

That's why, as soon as he got the exam questions, the first thing Mr. Tuesday did was not to break the papers, but to sit directly on the toilet.

Although it is very strange why his father did not appear, but "Little Zhuge"

The explanation the son gave to himself on Tuesday was to avoid suspicion

If it wasn't arranged by my father, why are the patrol officers and soldiers in my row just pretending?

Isn't that just giving yourself a chance? Young Master Tuesday is proud of himself!

Chapter two hundred and ninety-two: the rich and powerful are broken

(Fourth more! Ask for full order!)

At the same time, in the whole row of number houses, there are also many powerful people who have made the same move as Zhou Li.

However, they soon encountered a very embarrassing problem, that is, they did not even drink a few sips of water after spending a day outside in the hot weather.

The rich and powerful people who were full of fat in the stomach are actually constipated.

I waited there for a long time, but there was nothing.

"Damn, what should I do now?"