Some signs were erected in the imperial city, and there were forbidden soldiers standing guard along the road, and the royal academy was enrolled, which made it a bit sluggish. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info entered the city gate, Wennan Wubei, the students were divided into two, each according to the rules to find the examination room, the T-shaped room is in a corner, but it is very large, and can accommodate nearly a hundred candidates.

After checking the exam card again at the door, Feng Ge walked in and found that he was actually the last to arrive. All the candidates sat upright without squinting, only hearing some heavy breathing, and the atmosphere was depressing and tense to the extreme. After Fengge sat down, he put the pen, ink, and inkstone in place, poured water into the inkstone, and began to grind the ink. The voice of Zizi and Zi was so harsh and harsh that all the students didn't have to look at him with strange eyes.

What's so strange? You came in early, of course, and the ink was ground first. Regardless of Fengge, he grinds very attentively, and the quality of the ink is going to affect the writing. The four treasures of the study sent by Xu Zongshan can be called the best, with the grinding, the faint ink fragrance is scattered, and the smell makes people feel comfortable. After grinding for a while, Feng Ge used the written test to test the shade, which was just right. Putting down the pen and waiting, I found that I have become the center of attention again, there is no way! Who makes himself too good, every move is eye-catching, just like the fireflies in the dark night, so bright and dazzling, Fengge is very narcissistic, smiling at everyone, and closing his eyes quietly.

The scribe at the door couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over and tapped on Fengge's table. Feng Ge looked at him in confusion, "You didn't prepare ink?" the scribe asked, "Just polished." Feng Ge pointed to the inkstone and replied, "I mean, why didn't you prepare the polished ink?" "The ink that stays overnight is not good, obscure and viscous, and the color is dull, and I am a person who pursues perfection. Feng Ge replied seriously. There are also mud horses that have words, what influence plays, what pursues perfection, pure teasing, everyone listens to the feeling of collapse, or there are fewer competitors.

The scribe took a few deep breaths before suppressing his anger. "What do you mean, do you want to use it in the examination room?" the scribe asked again in a deep voice, "Yes, can't it? These two questions really stopped the scribe, and the discipline in the examination room seems to be really unregulated, and it's no wonder that I haven't encountered this kind of strange thing for so many years.

The scribe hurried out to ask for instructions. After a while, an official came in, walked up to Feng Ge, looked at him deeply, and asked in a deep voice: "Grinding ink on the spot, although it is not a violation of discipline, but are you sure, is there enough time to answer the paper?" It's not grinding ink, it's just wasting the most precious time, and it's like suicide.

"Thank you, my lord, no problem. Feng Ge stood up, hugged his fists and gave a salute, and replied with confidence, looking like he was in his chest. The official was stunned, mumbled twice, and threw away his sleeves. The room has been restored to tranquility, but in the originally suppressed and tense atmosphere, there is a little more weirdness, and many students are still secretly looking at this from the corner of their eyes, living treasure!

Three drums sounded, knock, knock, and the exam began. A dozen scribes began to hand out thick manuscripts, and two scribes pulled up a banner in front of them with large bright red letters. The examiner walked up to the front desk and said majestically: "Stare your eyes at the exam discipline above, don't complain that the dynasty will be punished for not teaching!" Feng Ge fixed his eyes and saw that there were only three of them, but the murderous spirit was high: those who crossed their ears and ears, killed! Those who followed the plagiarists, killed! Those who did not obey the order, killed! Simple and rude, with bright red characters, it was very deterrent.

Many students couldn't help but shrink their necks when they saw it. This is no joke, many years ago, there was a cheating incident, and as a result, the two were dragged out by the forbidden army on the spot. When the students walked out of the gate after the exam, they found that the two had been cut down by the moat, and every student was required to visit the bloody scene, I don't know how many people were scared, and since then, no one has the courage to do so.

Five more drums sounded, and the exam officially began. The scribe brought a sealed and stamped secret box. The examiner checked it, tore the seal, took out the key to unlock it, took out the test scroll and unfolded it, and said loudly: "Ready to record the question!" The students took their pens and dipped them in ink, holding their breath. "The first question: "Men with lofty ideals, no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent" "The wind song is written, and the wind is secretly frightened, if this is the case, the influence of the business alliance is unfathomable.

The examiner read it three times in a row and began to read the second question. is still "The Theory of Punishment and Loyalty", Feng Ge thought there was no suspense, who knew that the third question was "The Wandering People, the Mob, and the Gains and Losses of the Ganzhou Rebellion". Feng Ge is a little in a daze, it won't be so coincidental, this third question is simply tailor-made for himself, in the Ganzhou Rebellion that year, Feng Ge participated in almost the whole process, and almost became the protagonist, how many years have passed, it was turned out and used as a test question.

This is also strange Fengge does not know much about the Dayu Dynasty, intentionally or unintentionally, he always compares the historical imperial examination in the memory of his previous life with this exam. In fact, it is completely different, the imperial examination is to be admitted to the beginning of the official, and now the entrance examination, just into the Royal Academy training, is still a student, at most can be regarded as a reserve talent for officials. And the Dayu Dynasty, which has stood for more than a thousand years, and may be pedantic enough to let the admitted students only memorize those ancient scriptures and holy books. The dynasty attaches great importance to current affairs, and when the family of gate lords trains the children of the elite, they also pay attention to collecting information on major events that occurred in the dynasty, and they also take advantage of the disadvantages of the times without committing taboos.

Feng Ge combined with the teachings of the master, and after a little thought, he understood the truth. I can't help but feel that the Yu Dynasty is enlightened to a certain extent, compared with the imperial examination system, such ideas and methods are more reasonable and advanced. The examiner stared at two more sentences, put a huge hourglass on the table, and the answer officially began. In addition to the chief examiner sitting at the front desk, there are also several scribes in each of the four sides to invigilate the exam.

The booklet that Xu Zongshan sent, Feng Ge didn't ask for, but after returning home, he also prepared for those three questions, which can't be regarded as cheating. Feng Ge answered calmly and calmly, swaying freely, and finished the first question in half an hour. The problem is, when the ink runs out, pour water and start grinding again, this time it's fun, grinding slowly and trying not to make a sound. I don't know that he has become the focus of attention of the examiners and scribes, this kid behaves grotesquely, and he is not sure that there will be any demon moths.

After grinding the ink, Feng Ge picked up the pen again, and wrote as quickly as if he had not thought about it. The examiner's heart trembled in vain, and he thought of a terrible possibility, but he reported it without evidence, and he would cause an uproar if he reported it with a presumptuous guess, and he immediately extinguished that idea. Wait and see this sub answering the question, because he knows that the third question was changed by Emperor Yu's secret decree the day before the exam, and it is impossible to leak it.

After another half an hour, Feng Ge finished answering the second question and began to grind the ink again. is still grinding and intoxicated, compared with those students who are either struggling to write books, or anxiously pondering, this kid is too leisurely, he doesn't take the exam seriously, it's really hateful! In fact, Feng Ge was grinding ink, while recalling the past in Ganzhou, a little fugue, and thinking of Ma Momo's beautiful girl, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

What does this guy want to do? The ink grinding is endless, and his face is still so weird! The examiner and the scribe were very nervous, staring at Fengge. Fortunately, Fengge returned to normal, and he put pen to paper again, just as fast as before. The examiner was not calm and stood up, this is impossible! If it weren't for the rules, he really wanted to go up to Fengge and see what this son was scribbling.