The street in front of the Great Song Gongyuan was full of Gongsheng who came to take the exam, most of whom were carrying a square book.

Yang Lin is very special, this guy has a bone fan stuck in his neck, his hands behind his back, and he hurries forward gracefully.

Jin'er next to her was carrying Shulou on her back, hunched over her waist, and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead from time to time.

The little girl knew that her young master basically didn't study, she was eating, drinking and having fun every day, or following that Liu Qingshui to engage in the Keju League, a trace of sorrow flashed on her tired red fluttering little face, and she sighed: "Young master, you must have to go to high school." ”

"Don't be noisy." Yang Lin is not worried at all... It's even a little relaxed, and I want to observe this provincial test that has attracted national attention.

The imperial examination of the Great Song Dynasty was normal from the beginning, but in the later stage, in order to implement the policy of governing the country with literature and force, it began to expand its enrollment frantically.

In other dynasties, more than a dozen Jinshi were admitted in one subject, but the Great Song Dynasty has reached this day, and there are more than 300 people in one subject at every turn, which is very lively...

A relationship like yourself, don't you win? Where to put Cai Jing's old face.

Cai Jing is worthy of being a traitor who is rare in a thousand years, and he has been promoted to the chief prime minister in less than a year after being transferred to the position of prime minister.

Everyone in the world was shocked by his climbing speed, but Yang Lin was not surprised at all, he knew that Cai Jing would break many records of the Great Song Dynasty officialdom in the future.

Most of the time that Song Yizhao was prime minister was two or three years, and Cai Jing was seventeen years, how could he not have two brushes.

When he arrived at the gate of the Gongyuan, Yang Lin took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the book, and a figure with his feet crossed next to him saw him, smiled and stepped forward to hug his shoulders: "Da Lang, why did you come?" ”

Yang Lin saw that it was his academy friend Qin Hui, and couldn't help laughing: "When did you arrive?" ”

"It's been a long time, but I haven't slept all night, just waiting for the exam to start today."

This is a typical pre-exam syndrome, Yang Lin just wanted to enlighten him, but the examiner guarding the door scolded him: "What are you grinding here, the exam will start immediately, don't go in quickly!" ”

The two of them glanced at each other, both very embarrassed, Qin Hui stuck out his tongue: "Let's go in!" ”

Jin'er in the back finally liberated, put down Shulou, which was very heavy for her, and raised her arm to make a cheering motion: "Young master, you must be hit!" ”

Yang Lin laughed, walked into the examination room with his head up.

After a while, four Tongzhi Gongju, several Linmen officials, inspectors of the courtyard, inspectors of entry and exit, inspectors, frontispiece, copyists and other related more than 100 officials, as well as related engraving workers and forbidden soldiers, as many as thousands, entered the tribute courtyard together. Then the gate of the Gongyuan closed with a bang, and the entire Gongyuan was blocked. Not only are they blocked from the outside, but they are also blocked from the inside, and they are not allowed to interact with each other.

The examiner had already entered the examination room, and the questions were written on the spot, and the test papers were printed with engraving.

This year's examiner is called Lan Congxi, who has just been promoted by Cai Jing, and he has long been secretly accommodating. Yang Lin wanders around Caifu every day, not to drink tea, and he is bound to win this provincial test.

After entering the Tribute Academy, there were forbidden soldiers who took the candidates to their own rooms, and there was even a charcoal fire here, which was very warm.

Yang Lin smiled and rolled out the test paper, sure enough, it was the exam question that Cai Jing hinted at a few days ago, when others were still thinking, Yang Lin had already picked up the pen and walked the dragon snake...

Yangzhou, cloud wonderful.

Yang Tong's fat was spread out and he knelt on the futon outside the main hall, very religious.

"The gods are above, and the believer Yang Tong is below, please bless my son's high school jinshi, Yang Tong will rebuild the temple and reshape the golden body."

There was a thunderstorm in the air, and the rare rainstorm in spring came in an instant, and the big and small Taoist priests and pilgrims all took shelter from the rain, and Yang Tong remained motionless in the rain.

The old Taoist priest of the Taoist temple shouted loudly under the eaves of the temple: "Yang Yuanwai, sincerity is spiritual, let's come in and take shelter from the rain." ”

The three-day exam is over, and all the students in the Gongyuan have different faces, they have packed their luggage and left from the main gate, and there are many students who have not dispersed around the gate of the Gongyuan, discussing the exam questions.

When a forbidden soldier was cleaning the examination room, he accidentally found a slight snoring sound coming from one room, and he couldn't cry or laugh when he looked inside.

A brocade-clothed Gongsheng was sleeping with his head down, and the forbidden army stepped forward and knocked on the table angrily: "Wake up, I've finished the exam, go out and sleep." ”

The Great Song Dynasty Wensheng was a cheap martial artist, and those who could go to the Gongyuan to participate in the provincial examination were talents from all over the country, and the forbidden army did not dare to offend them easily.

Yang Lin stretched his waist, he was really tired, and he finished writing early here, but he was not allowed to submit the paper in advance.

You must know that there is not a single hair in it, it is simply boring, at this time, the end of the big exam finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Thank you, the sage said that spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking and summer napping, it really makes sense." ”

Yang Lin's pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all superb, take this ink as an example, it is the best sand ink, and the price of each half tael is ten taels of silver, and the value of the ink strip is twenty times that of the same weight silver. The purple wolf in a row of small tubes on the pen holder is hard, each of which is more expensive than gold of equal length, and it is a rare treasure.

Out of the tribute courtyard, a large number of people gathered at the door, waiting to pick up their relatives and friends to come out.

As soon as Yang Lin came out, a group of forbidden soldiers from the Imperial City Division shouted and squeezed in Liu Qingshui stepped forward and hugged his shoulders and said, "Congratulations, Da Lang, this time it must be high school, let's go, let's go have a drink and celebrate." ”

Yang Lin followed them out of the crowd with a smile, and ordered Yang San and the others who came to pick them up to go home by themselves, and they wanted to go to eat and drink with Liu Qingshui.

"Where to eat?" Yang Lin, who had been bored for three days, was very aggrieved, and the food in the Gongyuan was not good.

"Da Lang doesn't know, Bianliang City opened a Changle Building, the dishes are fresh, the wine is surprisingly good, I wanted to take you there, but unfortunately, the rules of the building are very big, more than Fan Lou, one day to receive a guest, let's go to Fan Lou to eat alive." Liu Qingshui said indignantly.

"Haha, Changle Building? Let's go to Changle Building. ”

"Da Lang Mo is not confused in the exam, didn't he listen to me, people entertain a guest a day, and they have already been scheduled for three autumns."

Yang Lin chuckled lightly and said, "I opened Changle Tower, and I set this rule, why should I abide by it?" ”

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At this time, Qin Hui, who was waiting for him outside, jumped to his feet and screamed a few times, because there were many people, Yang Lin didn't see it.

Watching him leave with a group of forbidden soldiers who were shouting at him, Qin Hui sighed, laughed, and lowered his head to clean up his shabby book. His pen and inkstone may not be able to buy a drop of Yang Lin's ink, but they are all treasures to him.

At the end of this provincial examination, there is still a period of time before the release of the list, and Qin Hui has already spent the little savings he earned as a teacher. There is also a sick old father at home, and if he didn't enter the palace for the test, this provincial test would be a big disaster for their family.

"Go back and write a letter and hand it over to Da Lang's courtyard, you can't say goodbye without saying goodbye, this Bianliang doesn't know if I can have a place for my Qin Hui..."

Shaking his head and reciting the book, Qin Hui walked with difficulty in the crowd.