Chapter Eighty-Eight: Mathematics

There was silence for a while, and then there was an uproar.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Shuangtong shouted, reaching out to stop Xue Qing behind him.

The surrounding candidates did not disperse, but gathered around.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"Oh my God, are you going to kill someone in the street?"

"Blue sky and white sun!

Shocked, questioned, and angry suddenly spread.

Duan Shan's expression was blank, and he looked at the broken bamboo cane, which was an old bamboo cane, broken on the ground, empty inside, and said: "Youthful, learn what to do with the cane in general." ”

Pang An was furious: "Is this a violation of the king's law?"

"Xue Qing vomited blood in the exam a few days ago, why can't he hold a cane?"

"It's ridiculous! When will you have to take care of the cane or not?"

The other candidates also questioned angrily.

Xue Qing's expression regained his calmness, he was neither angry nor frightened, but smiled at Duan Shan: "What the adults said is that I must exercise well." ”

Duan Shan didn't say anything more, turned around and walked away, turned over and urged him to go.

"Hey, I haven't given me an explanation yet. ”

Many candidates shouted to gather around, Duan Shan ignored it, and Xue Qing saluted all living beings, saying, "It's not for nothing that everyone is frightened, I have had some festivals with this adult before." ”

Candidates paused, a little curious.

Zhang Shuangtong hitched on.... Liu Chunyang's shoulders and said: "This adult is Lord Duan Shan Duan of the Prison of the Criminal Department of the Beijing, and he came to our Chang'an Mansion with the great eunuch Liao Cheng to investigate the Zhou case, tsk tsk..... "The rest did not say, it was meaningful.

Most of the candidates around suddenly understood that the great eunuch Liao Cheng was convicted because of the Zong Zhou case, which caused a school boycott and a market strike in Chang'an Mansion, and was convicted because of this, and all this was first caused by the students of Chang'an Mansion, especially Liao Cheng, because a poem was convicted by Wang Xiangye, this poem was written by Xue Qing.

It turned out that Duan Shan was also there at that time, so it was no wonder.....

There was a discussion all around, and the candidates who didn't know asked and those who knew were telling.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's go to the exam. Xue Qing said loudly, while arching his hand at everyone, "This is my private matter, don't disturb everyone." ”

A candidate said loudly: "Young Master Xue, how can this be your private matter, ask for the people's life, hoeing and punishing evil is the business of all our scholars." ”

This was echoed, and the crowd was indignant, and the examinee bought a cane from the grocery store on the side to give it to Xue Qing, and Xue Qing repeatedly thanked the group for moving forward lively.

Duan Shan, who had already walked out, looked back, and of course he heard the noisy discussions of the candidates.

"Your Excellency really has a grudge against this Xue Qing?" a black-armored guard asked in a low voice.

Duan Shan retracted his gaze and said, "No." ”

Then why did he suddenly cut down his bamboo cane? I can't get used to seeing young people with a cane? How could it be, how could Duan Shan be so idle.

Duan Shan said: "I just suddenly felt.... He was a little suspicious. ”

Suspicious?How suspicious?Could it be the murderer of the Five Worm Army?The black armor guard was very surprised, and he also looked back, the candidates had already walked away, and the young man was mixed in and could not be seen.... This emaciated teenager is a murderer?

Duan Shan also looked back, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was also a little surprised by this thought, and said, "I can't tell, it's just that he has been holding this bamboo cane... It is indispensable to carry it with him, and it is indispensable for people to carry it often, how can a crutch be indispensable at his young age... I suddenly wondered if there was something hidden inside, such as a weapon. ”

Well, this instinct is really.... Casually, the black armor guard said: "Now I see that there is no weapon hidden in it, and the bamboo cane is just an ordinary bamboo cane, and this Xue Qing doesn't look like he has kung fu.... She didn't react when she swung the knife. "But as long as there is martial arts in the body, someone draws a sword and waves it at him, and the instinct of practicing martial arts will react instantly, then Xue Qing, like other candidates, is stunned, "... And this Xue Qing is indeed not in good health, and he vomited blood when he fought with Prince Xiliang a few days ago. ”

Duan Shan was silent for a moment and said, "It's that I'm thinking too much." Urging the horse forward, he suddenly looked back again, "But I'm not in good health." ”

The black armor guard said, "Again?"

Duan Shan frowned and said: "At that time, when we were investigating the case of Zong Zhou in Chang'an Mansion, he was also in poor health, well, he was injured in a dispute with a teenager in a fight.....

The black armor guard said: "Well, it's common for young people to fight, it's a coincidence." ”

Duan Shan nodded: "It's indeed a coincidence." "I always feel like I just thought of something but can't remember..."

What does this mean? Did you think of it or didn't think of it?

Duan Shan thought about it, something seemed to flash through his mind, but he couldn't say what it was.... Weird inexplicable... Probably because I haven't been resting too much recently, I said, "It's nothing, let's work." ”

Probably some kind of intuition, intuition.... In fact, these torturers are the most accustomed to making things out of nothing.... If you have nothing to do, you can think of an accident, as long as there is a need, the black armor guard did not ask again to urge the horse forward.

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The black armor guards are all over the city, but they are not like the previous forbidden army, they seem to be silent, but they are omnipresent.

Someone at the door of the inn lowered his head and walked, and the next moment he looked up, he saw the black armor guard standing in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel numb, but the black armor guard didn't ask, looked at him and walked away.

The man patted his chest and watched cautiously as the black guard walked towards the inn, the black guard quickly stopped and looked in one direction, there was a three-story building, it was the upper room of this inn, the candidates had gone to the exam, it was very quiet at this time, there was a man standing in the corridor, he was cleaning with his head down, it was the handyman of the inn.... The handyman who was cleaning with his head down suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were sharp at the gaze of the black-armored guard who was looking at him.

This was not the proper reaction of a handyman, and the black-armored guard raised his feet and walked this way, but before he could get closer, another handyman from the inn appeared, and shook something in his hand at the black-armored guard, and the black-armored guard withdrew his gaze and turned away.

The handyman upstairs had lowered his head and continued to clean as if he had never looked up.

"Ji heavy. ”

A female voice came from one room.

The handyman immediately turned around and stood in front of a door, stretched out his hand to push it open, and Song Ying was facing the bookshelf with his back to the door, looking for something, and asked without looking back: "Is the math exam today?"

Ji Zhong replied and said, "Miss want to see it?"

Song Ying took out a book, let out a low cry of joy and jumped slightly, the corners of her skirt danced to reveal the bluegrass lace on it, turned around, and said, "No, it's not very convenient." He tilted his head and thought for a moment, "You let people look at me and tell me, mathematics is not easy, it is the most difficult... Bring me a copy of the exam questions, too. ”

Ji Chong turned around and walked out in response, raised his hand, and a man flashed out from the side and stepped forward, Ji Chong whispered a few words to him, and the man went.

The outside of the official office was crowded with people as before, but it was a little more anxious than before.

β€œ... How did you get the test this time? Why hasn't there been any news for so long?"

"It's a roll. ”

"A roll?"

"Simple, that's not easy, math...."

Before the discussion stopped, the door of the official office opened, and several people ran out carrying a person.

"Let's let, let's let. ”

Did someone vomit blood and faint again? The surrounding people not only did not retreat, but rushed forward to look..... On the door panel was lying a candidate, in his twenties, with blood stains on his clothes and a residue on his mouth, but he was not unconscious.

"I... I vomited blood too... I did my bestβ€”" he said, reaching out to grab the officer next to him, "I can get a perfect score." ”

The messenger snorted angrily: "You vomited early! I haven't answered half of the exam questions yet, what a perfect score." ”

The candidate wailed, "I... I don't want to... Let me in, let me go in and take the test...", struggling to get down, the servants held him down and carried him away quickly, leaving a bewildered crowd of people.

It doesn't seem to be the same as guessed.

"This guy pretended to vomit blood and prepared chicken blood in his mouth.... It turned out to bite off in advance...."

Soon news came from inside, and the people around were in an uproar.

This is looking at the three candidates who vomited blood in the front field, Suo Shengxuan and Xue Qing were full marks, and the candidate who played the piano and vomited blood also got the top score, so some candidates started to think crookedly..... It's crazy, and the people laugh and curse.

Guo Zi'an couldn't help laughing when he stood in the crowd, although he was still worried between his eyebrows, but he was in a much better mood than that day.

β€œ... That's a lot of questions... Varied... It's too hard. ”

"There is I Ching gossip, there is measurement and water power.... Not at all. ”

β€œ... Let's count a county rice grain tax depot... I really can't. ”

β€œ.... Repair of dikes .... Not to mention figuring out the materials, I don't even know how to repair the embankment..."

The candidates shook their heads and sighed.

It's really difficult to take these exams, and the people are amazed.

"This is the real Confucianism, learning Confucianism is not only to be reasonable, but also to govern the world. Some old people sighed, this is not something that everyone can learn, so it is not easy to sit still and write and draw mathematics, so can anyone get a full score this time?

If you can get a full score in mathematics, it is really well-deserved smart.

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In the main hall in the official office, the sound of the ring ruler beating heavily fell.

"Take the exam with peace of mind, don't deliberately make trouble again, otherwise you will be disqualified from the exam and go home vomiting blood." The ceremonial officer shouted in a deep voice.

The candidates sitting in front of the rows of cases in the hall were silent, or bowed their heads to meditate or sat down at the desk to write, only one candidate looked at the official attentively and seriously, and nodded immediately when he heard this.

"Yes. He replied in a loud voice.

There was only one loud voice in the hall, although the voice was clear and tactful, but it was still very scary, and the candidates around him stared.

The ceremonial officer didn't give a good face to this candidate's applause, he just saw that the candidate's paper was clean, and he didn't write a word, he was idle!

"Don't talk, answer the question. The celebrant knocked on the ruler and stood on a high platform.

This time, there were no examiners sitting on the stage like other subjects, because there was no need to judge the score on the spot, so they all rested in the side hall and waited for the candidates to hand in the papers for evaluation.

The ceremonial officials in the hall stood on the stage, and there were ten other scribes around to spread the supervision, and the candidates in the hall sat alone in rows and rows, and the numbers were also drawn, so they were all disrupted regardless of the state capital.

The closest thing to Xue Qing was Pei Yanzi, Zhang Shuangtong, Lin Xiucai and the other three..... There are only seven people in Chang'an Mansion who have participated in the mathematics department, and two have already submitted their papers and left the course.

The hall was quiet again, Zhang Shuangtong sat cross-legged, with an idle posture, looking at Xue Qing sitting upright with a calm expression, and the pen in his hand stopped... Tsk, this kid seems to be really capable of anything.

Xue Qing held the pen and stopped for a moment, examined a few lines outlined on the straw paper, turned the paper slightly to the side, and the lines in his line of sight suddenly turned into the form of a little mouse.... Well, there was still a tail missing, Xue Qing raised the pen, then stopped the pen and moved his eyes to the paper on the side, densely written with exam questions one by one..... And her answer sheet was blank.

I can't understand a lot of the math application problems in this classical Chinese.

She just can't understand the problem, it's not that she can't, she can still do math.

Xue Qing's posture was upright, the hand under his sleeve was lazily rubbing the rolling paper, silently examining the questions, those who could answer those who would not be cleared in his heart, and the familiar footsteps sounded in his ears.... That one.. Clerks.

The corner of Xue Qing's eyes looked at the robe around him moving lightly, and he walked by alone, still carrying a teapot in his hand..... As if sensing Xue Qing's gaze, he stopped and tilted his head slightly condescendingly.

"Want tea?" his lips moved slightly, almost silently.

Xue Qing shook his head and smiled slightly, and the little official's face also smiled slightly.

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(Today's one more, the number of words is three thousand five, I didn't write the plot I wanted to write, but it was very wasteful, I couldn't write it, I was stunned, everyone forgive me again, tomorrow's plot is very good, I am very satisfied, I must make everyone satisfied.) οΌ‰