In the early morning of October 27, the tenth year of the Great Qi Zhengyuan, Song Zheng got up before the fourth watch (the latest chapter of the Eastern Warriors). Not only him, but the entire Song Mansion got up early and was busy preparing things for Song Zheng's scientific expedition.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were prepared by Song Jue himself. There are two brushes, one is a weasel brush used to write small letters, and the other is a medium-sized wolf's hair. Ink is a high-quality pine ink, and a strip of ink is worth a tael of silver. The paper is the high-grade rice paper imported from the Shu Kingdom, and the inkstone is naturally the world-famous Hui inkstone.

Song Jue's life has always been simple, but for his son's imperial examination, he still took out the silver and purchased these things for his son. He also carefully bandaged his son (knowledge is powerRead the full text).

Song Zheng took these things, and his heart was inexplicably moved. In fact, these things have been available for a long time, and they are even more luxurious than what Song Jue prepared. Xu Mingxuan, Lu Dafu, and Huang Yue all asked people to buy a set of expensive four treasures of the study, gave them to Song Zheng, and wished him good results. However, Song Zheng couldn't resist his father's kindness, and decided to take the set prepared by Song Jue to catch the exam.

As for the food, it was prepared by Ming'er and Ser'er. Exquisite plain porcelain cups, delicate mung bean cakes, taro meatballs, fragrant bamboo shoots, etc., are packed in a one-foot-square, half-foot-high box.

Of course, quilts are indispensable. Zhu Shi and Ping'er had already prepared two changes of clothes, a thin cotton mattress, an eiderdown quilt, and even a delicate small pillow.

The quilt was beaten into a small quilt. The pen, ink, paper, inkstone and food box were all put into the exam. When everything was ready, the people of Hefu went to the door to say goodbye.

Xiao Si had already set up the carriage, Song Zheng waved his hand behind him, and then boarded the carriage and left.

Although the streets were still dark, there were already quite a few people. In the early hours of this morning, many of the families in Jiangning City stayed up all night. The entire Jiangning City is a little brighter than before.

Wenju's examination has a much greater impact than Wuju. In Chinese history, the imperial examination refers to the literary examination. In the history books, the examination record of Wenju is very detailed, but Wuju has been annihilated.

Because of the pressure of border affairs, Daqi is still prosperous in Wuju, but compared with Wenju, it is still far inferior. In fact, whether or not a country is prosperous is often a sign of whether a country is prosperous. And the famous generals were born when the country was in turmoil. Because only in combat can we sharpen and cultivate a famous future.

Perhaps it is a historical coincidence that the examination room of the Daqi Examination is located on the east side of the Confucius Temple, called the Huiyuan, which is the location of the Jiangnan Gongyuan in later generations. The Confucius Temple was built in the Northern Song Dynasty and is a place to worship holes. The guild courtyard was built here, naturally by virtue of the culture of the Confucius Temple.

After the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty, due to the urgent need for talents, special attention was paid to literary affairs. When Jiangning City moved south, Taizu ordered that a large area of about 200 acres be opened up adjacent to the Confucius Temple to build a huiyuan (mage throne). There are two doors in the courtyard, which are usually locked, and will only be opened when it is time for the meeting. Outside the hospital, there are regular patrols by government officials.

In the courtyard, eighty rows of houses were neatly built. The houses are all south-facing, each nearly 100 zhang long, and there are countless small lattices inside. Moreover, during the examination, there were city guard sergeants and officials in each house, standing guard and patrolling day and night.

Before he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Song Zheng heard a bustling voice. Lifting the curtain, Song Zheng was startled. I saw countless lanterns flickering on the street in front of me. There are thousands of people. From the entrance of the Confucius Temple, it continues to the other side of the courtyard.

Many candidates rushed forward in droves. Everyone carried the quilt papers and the examination papers, called each other brother and brother, and talked about the topics that might be tested as they walked.

Under the eaves on both sides of the street, there were also candidates standing and chatting, some who didn't sleep enough, and dozed off against the wall. By the time we arrived, the streets were already brightly lit. Restaurants on the street have opened, hot steamed buns, and fragrant sweet porridge have been served, and the customers are naturally the candidates.

"Childe, I can't walk in front anymore, there are too many people." Xiao Si stopped the carriage and said helplessly.

"It's okay," Song Zheng waved his hand, "I'll get off here and go find a friend, you just go back." ”

Xiao Si looked around, there were people everywhere, so he had to say, "That's okay, childe, you be careful." ”

Serving Song Zheng to carry the quilt and take the test, Xiao Si turned around and went back.

Song Zheng stood in place and looked at it for a while, recognized the direction, and hugged forward. After walking forty or fifty feet, I crowded to the side of the street and entered a steamed bun shop called "Too Delicious". This is the place agreed between Song Zheng and Hou Zhonglian and others.

As soon as I entered the store, I saw Hou Zhonglian, Kong Fan and Cong Ge sitting at a table, and there were four large plates of steamed buns on the table, each plate was afraid of ten, and the size of the buns was not small.

"After asking for so many buns, can a few young brothers eat them?" Song Zheng stepped forward with a smile (read the full text of the first product Kung Fu King).

"Xiaolang." When everyone saw Song Zheng, they all got up and said hello. After Song Zheng returned the salute, he sat down on the side of the table.

During this period of time, Song Zheng and the three of them have gotten together several times, and they are inseparable from each other. The first time we got together at Lianjia Painting Boat, if it weren't for that Lian Shui'er making trouble, the atmosphere would have been better. However, that night, Lianjia's painting boat exploded, and the Yuxianglou painting boat sank, and after that, the four of them were questioned by the Jiangning Mansion Ya, which made everyone a little awkward. However, Song Zheng took the initiative to contact, and everyone took turns to make the east, and they quickly bridged as before.

"Xiaolang, you just asked why you want so many buns, but you don't know the secret." Hou Zhonglian said with a smile.

"Yo, what else is there to say?" Song Zheng asked curiously.

"That's, do you know how much this plate of buns costs? If you ask for a tael of silver, each bun is worth 100 wen. ”

Song Zheng was taken aback, he used to wander around the street before, and he knew that the best bun was only one for ten yuan, and it was still the top-grade champion bag of Yuhualou. Unexpectedly, here, an ordinary meat bun was sold for 100 yuan.

"Why is it so expensive?"

"There's a shop rule here." Cong Ge glanced at the counter dissatisfied, "If you spend a tael of silver, you can sit here for half an hour." Don't be too expensive, if it weren't for the fact that I am quite familiar with this side, I had already paid a deposit of two taels of silver half a month ago, and now I don't even have a place to sit. ”

Song Zheng suddenly realized that he couldn't help but feel funny. It turned out that the owner of this place was not selling buns, he was selling seats. However, there is also a reason for this. I will take the exam once every two years, and if I don't rush to make a fortune at this opportunity, when will it take?

Song Zheng looked around, and counted that their table was the most leisurely, only four people sat down, and the other tables all sat seven or eight people, and there were several large plates of steamed buns on each table. These people are all well-dressed, and they don't look like they're from a poor family.

And at the door, people still crowd in from time to time and ask if there is a place (twin ghost pupil txt download). However, the store is full, where is there a place to sit? These people had no choice but to look at the people in the store jealously, shook their heads and went out, and continued to cat under the eaves outside the store.

I don't blame them for being jealous. I woke up in the middle of the night, I hadn't slept enough, my body was tired, and I was looking for a place to rest. There are so many people who can take the exam, and every store has already been booked, so there is no place for it.

As far as Song Zheng knows, Daqi 11th Road, plus Gyeonggi Province, a total of 12 places, over the years to accumulate thousands of people who want to be admitted to the Jinshi. Those who can finally come to Jiangning to participate in the examination will reach three or four thousand. The number of admitted students is only more than 200, almost one-twentieth. And those who can be lifted in the exam are not people who are full of wealth, and the difficulty can be imagined. To paraphrase a phrase from later generations, it is thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.

Song Zheng chatted with Hou Zhonglian and Kong Fan, but Cong Ge yawned. As a last resort, he lay down on the table and narrowed. As for those plates of steamed buns, everyone ate one or two each, and they didn't even eat a plate, and the rest didn't move. At this time, the shop guy served a pot of tea, and everyone drank it while talking about the topic of the exam.

Just after the end of the hour, there was a commotion in the street. Soon, the gong sounded, and many people hurriedly flashed to both sides of the street. The people in the shop crowded to the door and looked out into the street.

It turned out that it was the examiners who arrived. I saw two officials in front of me, banging on the gong to open the way, followed by a hundred city guard sergeants, led by a hundred households, neatly passing in front of the store. After that, it was a clear-looking examiner, wearing a purple official robe and a long-winged official appearance, walking down the street with a serious expression. Behind him, there were two deputy examiners, dressed in red official robes. He was followed by several guards. One of the officials was holding a small golden box, which contained the key to open the door of the courtyard.

Behind the group were two flatbed carts, pushed by two tall and able-bodied servants. Two carts each had a large box on it. On the side of the two boxes, there were six officials standing on the left and right, looking strictly guarded. There is no other reason, the box contains the test papers for this year's exam.

The last to pass through the street corner were still a hundred city guard sergeants. This way the team was mighty, killing at the gate of the courtyard.

"The examiner has arrived, are we going to enter?" Kong Fan asked (the king of the mountains read the full text).

"There's no hurry." Song Zheng said with a smile, "The entrance is on time, and after entering the venue, you have to search your body one by one." With so many people this year, I'm afraid it will take three or four hours to search. I'm afraid it's going to be noon when the exam officially starts. ”

Hou Zhonglian also smiled, "Early admission has the advantage of entering early, you can go to the examination room to sleep first." ”

"I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep well, but this will be very different from trying." Cong Ge had woken up at some point, "The cubicle inside is much smaller than the test. The tall ones can't stretch out, like the trumpet of the punishing sergeant in the army, and they have to be curled up to lie down. The only thing that's a little better than a trumpet is being able to stand up. ”

"Forget it, it's better to lie on the table for a while." Kong Fan said, and also leaned down. However, he sat up after a while, and smiled helplessly, "I can't sleep." ”

Everyone laughed, and everyone was a little excited.

Sitting on the street, the city guards began to shout and raise their children to line up. Kong Fan couldn't sit still anymore and suggested that everyone go out. Song Zheng saw that Cong Ge and Hou Zhonglian were a little moved, so he got up with a smile.

While Song Zheng and the others were waiting to enter, Lan Xiangming, the fat eunuch in the prison warehouse where the forbidden army was stationed, had already gotten up. Since Shui Ding was transferred to the palace, another eunuch was sent to the palace, but unfortunately, this eunuch was not in good health, and he was even more ill and bedridden during this period of time. All the work of the prison is supervised by Lan Xiangming.

As a eunuch in the prison vault, Lan Xiangming is in charge of more than just a simple arsenal. All the daily necessities of the 8,000 forbidden soldiers were taken care of by Lan Xiangming. Although the procurement of these materials is determined by the internal affairs office of the palace. But when it was transported to the forbidden army camp, it was all under the supervision of Lan Xiangming.

Unlike Shui Ding, who dyes water here, Lan Xiangming is an old prisoner here, and he has his own set of means to make a fortune. No, a batch of high-grade military salt had just been sent outside, and Lan Xiangming realized that the opportunity to make a fortune had come again. ~

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