The Great Song Dynasty: the First Talented Woman in the Beginning Flickered Through the Ages

So soon he was done.

The candidates around are still writing with their pens and concentration. Many people are constantly typing drafts, and they will not transcribe until they are satisfied with the writing.

He saw very few leisurely people on the court, except for him, only Cai Dun.

Cai Dun had already copied the answer, and he was eating right now, and he would make sounds of grinding his teeth, hiccupping and farting from time to time, which made the scholar next to him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything yet, or he would be scolded by the inspector on tour.

He put down the pen and prepared for a break. He left the poem to write at night. He was not in a hurry at all, just glanced at it, and he already had a draft in his heart.

I just wrote thousands of words, but my wrists are still a little tired.

In the ancient imperial examinations, thousands of words must be written every day, which is also a challenge for candidates.

Yang Yi turned to his side and lay down. The space was just the right size to take a nap.

"Ah, Lao Tzu's test paper is stained with ink." A candidate cried out after a miserable cry.

"I want to be your mother in London!"

"He's his mother!"

There was a lot of scolding, obviously startled.

Another examinee next to him cried, "I have been studying hard for three years, but I can't answer. How can I see the elders in my hometown?"

After he finished speaking, he rushed to the wall next to him, wanting to splatter blood on the spot.

The soldier next to him, with quick eyes and quick hands, rushed forward, pulled it out, put a cloth ball in his mouth, and dragged it out.

The inspector on tour shouted in a low voice, "You are quiet!"

The candidates who were watching the excitement immediately shrank back, and of course there were some who took the opportunity to plagiarize.

There are many candidates who make mistakes or can't bear the pressure like this, and mental disorders are also common. These soldiers are obviously commonplace, and they all fork out these people in an orderly manner.

Yang Yi watched from the sidelines, it had nothing to do with him anyway, he slept through the quilt until the night, very comfortable.

After getting up, just as he was about to do the question, he suddenly found that the man next to Cai Dun had disappeared.

As the examiner passed by, he cupped his hands and said, "Sir, what about the candidates in Room [-]?"

The examiner stroked his beard and said, "This person can't bear the snoring next door, so he gave up the test."

Yang Yi was speechless, this brother Cai Dun is still amazing.

He dipped his pen and ink and began to do the questions. He was very good at writing poetry. He did it with just a few strokes. When a poem was completed, it took a long time to write a poem. This thing has too many words.

After writing, put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and hold it down with a ballast, so as not to be blown away by the wind. There are three walls in the house, and there is still one side. It is still a little cool at night.

Yang Yi was wrapped in the quilt, which Su Mi had sewed for him.

The man across from him was so pale in the night that he could barely hold the pen.

Autumn nights are still a little cold.

Yang Yi took out the stove, lit it with a candle, and asked for some water from the soldiers around him. Although the soldiers didn't know that Yang Yi was being taken care of, he could still see the examiner's attitude clearly.

Soon, the soldiers brought water, and Yang Yi mixed the lotus rice, round eye meat, and ginseng together and boiled it in one pot.

After a while, there was a fragrant fragrance, and there were ginseng in it, and the fragrance smelled refreshing.

The candidate opposite looked at him eagerly, Yang Yi was unmoved, he tasted the lotus rice, the mouth was soft and glutinous, and then drank some soup, feeling refreshed, this ginseng is obviously a good thing.

After taking this mouthful, the tongue suddenly became full of saliva, and I couldn't help myself, and there was a sound of swallowing around.

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Chapter [-] So envious, so jealous, so hate

On the third day, it was on strategy theory. In the words of the Song Dynasty: "The country uses subjects to capture the heroes of the world, and the meaning is to observe their passage through the scriptures, the fu is to observe the ancients, the discussion is to observe their knowledge, and the strategy is to observe their talents."

Those who passed the imperial examination were basically all-rounders, poetry, poetry, and theories of classics, meanings, and strategies were all to be tested.

At this time, a curtain was hung in front of the examination room, and the title of the strategy was written on it: Jin, Wuping, Wu, and Wu were overpowered by arbitrariness. , things are the same but the merits are different, why?

There are also soldiers holding wooden signs, walking back and forth to prevent some people from seeing the problem.

On this topic, Yang Yi has the impression that Wen Tianxiang once did a similar policy question.

Thanks for not forgetting, reminding him of this article.

Because this article is nearly [-] words.

With a solemn expression on his face, Yang Yi picked up the pen and began to transcribe: Caomin hears that justice exists between heaven and earth, and cannot be hampered for a day, so the prime minister is to blame for those who call for Su and cleanse them.However, those who support justice are the responsibility of the prime minister, and those who are just are the affairs of the Son of Heaven. . . .

He wrote more than [-] words eloquently, and he did not finish it until the afternoon.

It was close to five o'clock in the afternoon, and many candidates had already left, most of whom had given up or had become mentally ill.

After Yang Yi checked it several times, he handed in the papers.

This day is the date of handing in the papers. This day is divided into three batches, one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one in the evening. The take-up officer will issue a signature for each volume, and the signatures match.The names of the exam papers are obfuscated. Before marking the papers, the copiers used red pens to transcribe them.

When Yang Yi walked out of the Gongyuan, there were still candidates racing against time, and at the time of Xu, that is, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening, the examination room would be cleared.

There were many candidates standing outside, blushing and discussing the exam questions.