At three o'clock, the sky showed a glimmer of light, and the entrance inspection of the township examination had begun, and more than a hundred entrances outside the Jiangnan Gongyuan sounded at the same time with the loud call of the inspector.

The entrance inspection of this township is really severe, due to indescribable reasons, I will not describe it in detail here, in short, this entrance inspection makes people very shameless.

Yang Cong watched the candidates being inspected by the indescribable inspection of the officials, and his heart was a little drumming, in this public, did the officials really dare to make it convenient for him?

After more than ten candidates entered, the examiner finally read aloud: "Candidates from Hui'an County, Quanzhou Prefecture, Yang Cong." ”

Yang Cong hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Student Yang Cong, I've seen adults." ”

The inspector didn't look at it, he waved his hand back directly, and said coldly: "Start the inspection." ”

This guy, so strict, Yang Cong started beating the drum again in his heart, this Zhang Ping said that he could easily pass the test, is it really fake.

The next scene made Yang Cong stunned, the official who searched his body seemed to be a little tired, but he just asked him to untie his belt, checked it a little, and then said loudly: "There is no entrainment." ”

The inspector didn't even see it, so he took a sign and threw it to him, and then said loudly: "Yes." ”

Seeing this, Yang Cong was really excited in his heart, it seems that what Zhang Ping said is true, not only the officials, but even the inspectors, this guy has a way to be accommodating!

Now it's okay, it seems that there is really no need to suffer any crime in the nine days of the township test, he took the bamboo basket handed over by the official with joy, and walked quickly to the examination room.

The scale of Jiangnan Gongyuan is really scary, although Yang Cong does not have a phobia of intensity, but when he walked into the examination room, his scalp couldn't help but feel a little numb.

There are too many houses in it, looking at it, there are rows and rows, and there are hundreds of steps in each row, that is to say, there are more than 100 houses in a row, and the density makes people dizzy.

Fortunately, the entrance to the examination room is basically near the corresponding number room, and the order of admission is also based on the number of the examination card, he doesn't have to look for it, just walk in from the row of houses in front of him, and after walking through more than a dozen people's houses, he will arrive at his number room.

This room is also different from the house of the Academy, there is no table or straw mat in it, just two planks, one about four feet above the ground and a desk on the wall at the entrance, and the other about two feet above the ground, which is framed in the house as a chair and a bed, and there is nothing else in the room except these two planks.

Yang Cong gently lifted the wooden board in front of him and walked into the number room to look at it casually, then sat down slowly, there were about three quarters of an hour before the test time, he was not in a hurry, after placing the pen and ink inkstone, he picked up the fan and fanned it leisurely.

This fan is not the one Zhang Zhen gave him, nor is it the original tattered banana fan, but a newly bought folding fan.

After he arrived in Jinling City, he learned that it turned out that this imperial examination could bring a folding fan, but this folding fan must be specially made, that is, the kind made of transparent silk.

This fan is transparent, you can see it at a glance, and naturally there is no need to suspect that there will be entrainment inside, so this kind of fan can be brought into the examination room.

He held the fan for a while, and the examiner and the official who were inspecting outside finally appeared at the entrance of the house, and the examination was about to begin.

Next, the officer's actions surprised Yang Cong again.

The four officials actually picked up three burdens and came over!

No matter how many papers there are, you don't need to pack them in baskets, right?

He couldn't help but crane his neck a little to look at it, and immediately understood that they were picking two baskets of bowls, two buckets of water, and two baskets of candles.

These are all used by candidates these days, two bowls, the rotten ones are used to wash pens, the good ones are used to drink water, two candles, one at night, and there are no more.

Unexpectedly, the official in charge of distributing things even winked at him when he put the bowl on the table.

Well, this guy should be trying to tell him that Zhang Ping asked him to take care of him.

Yang Cong was helpless, so he could only blink his eyes in response, but fortunately, no one noticed their small movements, otherwise, others would still think they were flirting.

The next is the official exam, the first day is to test the three scriptures, that is, your understanding of the "Four Books and Five Classics", and the questions are also excerpted from the "Four Books and Five Classics", but the answers must be according to the routine in Zhu Xi's "Four Books and Chapters and Sentences Collection Notes".

This scripture question is not as difficult as the standard eight-strand text, because the scripture question mainly tests your understanding of the "Four Books and Five Classics", and there are no strict requirements for the comparison and dual sentences.

Generally, if there is a group of contrasting sentences in each scripture, it is considered qualified, if there are two groups of contrasting sentences, it is good, and if there are three groups of contrasting sentences, it is considered a very good article, as for the four groups, then there is basically no need to think about it, because the scriptures also have a space limit, more than 400 words, and your scriptures will be wasted.

Of course, Yang Cong chose to do three sets of contrasting sentences for each article, because this comparison of dual sentences is nothing to him at all, after nearly two years of practice, he is simply coming with a pen at this time, and he doesn't even need to make a draft.

Of course, this draft still has to be typed, because the requirements for the township test are also quite strict, not to mention erasing a word and rewriting, even if you accidentally drop a little ink on the test paper, your test paper is almost useless.

Although Yang Cong writes at a great speed, he doesn't dare to brag that he can make a scripture in one go, so this draft must still be typed.

He buried his head in writing for an hour or so, and the first sutra was completed, and he just put down his pen and was about to take a rest, when a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, this is someone standing in front of his house, who could it be?

He couldn't help but look up, and it turned out to be the official who winked at him, this guy was carrying a bucket of water, holding a scoop, and looking at him with a smile on his face.

This probably meant asking him if he wanted to drink water.

Yang Cong was indeed a little thirsty at this time, he didn't hesitate to pick up the clean bowl on the table, and drank all the water in it in one gulp.

Seeing this, the official hurriedly stepped forward and poured him a bowl full of water, blinked again, and then walked away with a smile on his face.

This treatment is really different, fortunately, the number rooms of this township test are all single-row, there is no one on the other side, and the candidates next to them don't dare to stick out their heads to see what the two of them are doing, and they want other candidates to know that Yang Cong has a special person to "serve", and they are estimated to be so angry that they are spurting blood.

You know, other candidates don't dare to drink more water, and there is almost a bowl of water a day, and there is basically no more water after drinking.