Linghu Wailang immediately waved his hand and scolded the man harshly, "Who? ”

The man's face was full of dust, panting, seeing that the east and west sides were full, he arched his hand to Linghu, "Raise your son Li Feng, for some reason to be late, beg for a place." Then he threw down the mat he was wearing, and sat down neither in the east corridor nor in the west corridor, but under the curtain in the antechamber of Pan Shilang.

Behind the curtain, Pan Shilang's shadow and the other two or three examiners exchanged ears.

Soon Pan Yan spoke, "Go on." ”

Yang Juan, who saw Li Feng's appearance on the building, began to shake his head again.

At this time, Gao Yue heard Zheng Qi behind him say, "It's another mountain village man who doesn't understand etiquette at all." ”

The officials then distributed the so-called sutra papers one by one.

The posting of the Jinshi Branch is only a big scripture, a total of ten ways.

The so-called great scriptures in the Nine Classics are the "Book of Rites" and "Zuo Chuan"; The middle classics are "Book of Songs", "Zhou Li" and "Rites"; The minor classics are the Book of Changes, the Book of Changes, the Ram and the Guliang.

Coincidentally, this time it was Gao Yue's "Spring and Autumn Zuo's Biography" that Gao Yue had carefully reviewed before, and Wei Cigong's bracket almost covered the topic!

The so-called pasting of the scriptures, even if the passage of the scriptures is given, and then a line is opened in it, the three places to be examined are missing, and they are pasted on white paper, and the lifter only needs to write the missing words on the paste.

To put it bluntly, it is filled with famous articles.

Seven of the ten questions were known to Gao Yue, and he immediately had confidence, and he filled it in after a while, and the rest of the posts were a little vague, and they were all filled up by memory, and they were not left behind.

After writing, my heart suddenly felt happy, and I couldn't help but pick up the teacup again and drink a few sips.

Some of the others were sticking their heads to the scriptures in the rustle, and some were unable to understand it, so they began to look left and right, or eat and drink.

In this posting of scriptures, the officials were very tightly controlled, and a few people who tried to sneak in were immediately stopped, and if they said that they committed another offense, they were immediately helped out!

Gao Yue glanced at Liu De's room a few times with his spare eyes, his face was extremely embarrassed, but he seemed to be still tough and wrote on the sticker, "Don't be afraid, Brother Fang Zhai said that if the sticker is not qualified, you can also use poetry to redeem the sticker." Gao Yue secretly cheered him up in his heart.

Before you know it, the sun has risen in the middle of the sky.

But in fact, for the other two, the posting is just a "blitzkrieg" anyway, after all, the objectivity is relatively strong - "knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing".

When the clerk came to collect the stickers, Liu De's face was full of sweat, but when he saw him suddenly get up, he walked to the atrium, and bowed to Pan Shilang behind the curtain in the front hall, "Late courage, please!" ”

The so-called "petition" means that if you have doubts about the test paper during the exam, or if you have any additional requests, you can say to the director through the curtain.

Pan Yan quickly replied after the curtain was lowered, "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"A certain person only pays attention to the poems and chapters, and has not worked on the scriptures, I am afraid that this meeting will be the first to fall." Liu Demuro trembled.

"How many times have you taken the test?" After hanging the curtain, Pan Yan asked.

Liu Demuro bowed his forehead to the ground, frightened and afraid, "Kneel down and return to the salute for five out of ten years." ”

Pan Yan sighed, but then his tone was very resolute, "Since it's been fifteen years, why don't you know how to learn to test the scriptures?" Presumably, he relied on the practice of redeeming the post in spring, and he was just lucky. ”

"Late life, late birth...... Liu Demuro sadly grabbed the dirt in front of his forehead with his hands, his nails were almost bleeding, and his voice was hoarse, "begging ......"

"I only know how to find chapters and excerpts, but I don't know the meaning of the scriptures, which is not enough for training, and it is good to give the world a clear example!" After Pan Yan finished speaking, he signaled that the first post exam of Chunyu was over.

Liu De's room was like five thunderbolts, completely desperate, he lay down and collapsed in the atrium, some of the lifters in the east and west corridors sighed, some made a sneer, and some beat their chests and felt sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Only Gao Yue and Wei Cigong pushed away the bookcase and walked down, wanting to help Liu De's room up.

At this moment, the curtains were pulled up one after another, Pan Yan stood there, his tone softened, and he said to the officials on the left and right, "Help this lifter out slowly, but you can't ask for it." ”

At this time, the three people on the building also sighed a few times, went downstairs in turn, left through the back door, and went to supervise the Ming Jing exam in the capital hall of the emperor's department.

The officials also came down and wanted to move Liu De's room with Gao Yue and Wei Cigong.

"Brother Fang Zhai, let's go back first." Gao Yue comforted, alas, he had previously advised Liu Deshu to recite more scriptures before the examination, but Liu Deshu was still full of thought that this year's imperial examination could continue to be "redeemed".

But Liu De's ten fingers continued to pick up between the dirt in the atrium, the blood oozed out, his body was as heavy as a stone, he couldn't help it, he couldn't drag it, and the corners of his mouth made an unwilling and daring whining, which was directed at Pan Yan, "Begging, begging to be redeemed with poetry, begging ......"

Pan Yan just shook his head, then turned around and left through the side door of the front hall.

The first posting is over.

Subsequently, the Southern Court announced the removal and retention of the first posting of the scriptures, that is, "each session is determined to go and stay".

The final announcement of the results is that only those who pass can take the next day for the next exam.

Gao Yue's posting scriptures, eight out of ten, passed.

Wei Cigong's posting scriptures were all passed.

Zheng Qi, all passed.

Li Feng, who was late, passed through.

Dugu is a good weapon, seven out of ten, passed.

Zhu Sui and Wang Biao are all five out of ten, and they just passed.

Liu De's room is the fourth out of ten, and the first game is down.

The seventy-year-old Zhang Tan was only three out of ten, and he also ranked first in the first game.

Liu Demuro seemed to be ten years old in one day, Gao Yue and Wei Cigong couldn't bear to ask him to walk back to Wubenfang again, so they hired a basket and asked someone to pick it up, and the two followed behind, wanting to send him back to Wubenfang Guozijian to rest.

Who would have thought that when Liu De Room was passing through Xingdaofang, he couldn't bear it in the basket, and he was ashamed to return to the country's prison, so he suddenly turned over and fell, fell into the dust of the street, and lay there regardless of the pedestrians coming and going, waving his fist and hammering the ground, and crying.

"If the line is not collected, I can't learn to be appreciated by the master, the door is isolated, and the fate of the field is so ill-fated, what should I do, what should I do!" He ripped off his head, his hair in a messy bun, and repeated "what should I do" in a hoarse voice.

Even Wei Cigong, who has always been angry, couldn't help but sit on the side of the road, not knowing how to persuade him, and tears were raining down.

In the chaotic dust, Gao Yue grabbed Liu De's arm and tried his best to persuade him, "Brother Fang Zhai, don't be discouraged, summarize the lessons in the coming year, and win again, there will always be a time when the clouds open and the moon shines!" ”

Who would have thought that Liu Demuro would cry even more miserably, he was out of breath and grabbed Gao Yue's sleeve with his backhand, "I, from Longxi, have a wife in my hometown, I came to this Chang'an City to respond when I was newly married less than a year, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, poverty has passed, people are not like people and ghosts, they are not like ghosts, they have taken the exam fifteen times, fifteen times have been deposed to the Ministry of Rites, and their hometown has been invaded by Xifan, so far my parents are alive or dead, and my wife is alive or dead, I don't know, is this life trapped in this small field, and died of frustration without success?" ”

"Listen......" Gao Yue just waited to continue to persuade him.

An even more old and mournful cry came, and now the three of them were stunned, and even Liu De stopped crying:

On the other side of the street, Zhang Tan, who was seventy years old and went down again, walked towards them with his head tilted and his craggy legs crossed like a withered firewood.