Chapter 424: Let the Wind Go
So Xiao Mu just stood in front of each candidate for a while, and then went to look at the other candidates, so that even if there was really that kind of "caring person", it was estimated that he would not be able to remember which people's test papers he had read. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
After reading the test papers of many candidates, Xiao Mu easily came to a conclusion, that is, it is really difficult for Xiao Mu to let these people be his emperor's "protégés of the Son of Heaven", because Xiao Mu just glanced at them casually and did not read the content of their articles (in fact, even if he read Xiao Mu, he couldn't understand it), but even so, simply watching these candidates write is enough to make Xiao Mu admire him.
"Is this really written by people? It should be printed. This is Xiao Mu's first reaction after reading each candidate's calligraphy, in fact, in this kind of imperial examination is the occasion, each candidate's font is basically the so-called "Taige style", that is, a more general font, more standardized and tidy, and Xiao Mu's later printing style in the "Song style" status is almost the same.
In fact, this kind of "Taige style" is also based on norms, and does not pursue the artistic values of personality and characteristics, which is the same as the eight-strand format of the imperial examination article. However, since Xiao Mu had never seen any other more artistic fonts before, in his eyes, every candidate was proficient, and the words written were the same as those printed - it was like asking people who didn't understand art to evaluate the quality of a painting, they would naturally feel that the more similar and realistic the painting, and even comparable to the photograph was the best, while those hazy or very abstract paintings could not see anything good.
In addition to the perspective of calligraphy, there is another point that Xiao Mu has no way to ignore, that is, the "protégés" of the Son of Heaven, almost all of them are older than their age, after all, the age of Emperor Chongzhen's body is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and for the scholars of the Ming Dynasty, it is undoubtedly a miracle to be able to pass the examination at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and to be qualified to participate in the palace examination presided over by the emperor himself, or in other words, it is almost impossible, even if it is Zhou Yanru, who was even two yuan in the previous and was proud of his youth, When he won the top prize, he was already 20 years old.
If you compare Xiao Mu's actual mental age, or the age before he crossed over, almost none of the candidates present looked younger than him, at most a few looked like they were in their twenties, similar to him before the crossing, but it was also relatively rare. In fact, Xiao Mu found that among the tributes who came to participate in this palace examination, the most common thing was that middle-aged people who looked to be thirty or forty years old, of course, fifty or sixty years old, and even white-haired tributemen also existed.
This fact naturally made Xiao Mu feel extremely unusual, after all, in his previous school experience, he had never experienced a situation where a student was older than a teacher.
All in all, for Xiao Mu, compared with his own "protégés of the Son of Heaven", there seems to be nothing better than them - whether it is knowledge, calligraphy or age, but they are all undoubtedly his "students", and they are quite happy and honored to be his protégé, just because Xiao Mu has the identity of an emperor.
After taking a turn in the middle of many exams, Xiao Mu returned to his seat and sat down, after all, referring to his own previous experience in participating in various exams, under normal circumstances, the invigilator will return to the podium in front of him after turning around in the examination room, instead of walking around in the examination room all the time, affecting the mentality of the candidates to answer the questions.
So Xiao Mu also out of order not to make the tributes who were concentrating on writing articles too nervous, and then returned to his seat after a while, after all, he also had a little understanding of the ancient imperial examinations, and knew that even if he made a mistake in writing a word, or the ink stained the examination paper a little, it would be a catastrophic event for the tributes who took the exam.
Then after sitting for a while, everything returned to the original point - everyone in the Jianji Hall had something to do, all of them were attentive and focused, but Xiao Mu was the only one who was idle and panicked, so he could only condescend again and carefully examine each candidate, and because the candidates were bowing their heads to answer, Xiao Mu often saw only the top of their heads, at most only their foreheads.
After seeing the heads and foreheads of more than 300 tributes, Xiao Mu felt that if there was really a skill similar to "looking" in the world, he could already be said to be "experienced in a hundred battles", and after high-intensity training, it was estimated that he would be able to find the essentials and simply count a hexagram for these more than 300 tributes - that is, they all had great joy, and almost all of them could be named on the gold list, becoming the goal of every scholar in the Ming Dynasty.
Finally, after Xiao Mu sat alone for more than half an hour, he felt that the time was more ripe, and he could get up again to "let go of the wind", and walk around twice among the tributes who were writing seriously, and find a little bit of time to kill time for his boring invigilation process. Now Xiao Mu feels that this kind of examination form that takes a whole day to take the exam just for a question is too inefficient, if it weren't for the fact that he had to take into account the local customs and take care of the feelings of the local readers in the Ming Dynasty, he might have carried out some reforms a long time ago.
Of course, this is just Xiao Mu thinking casually, after all, he can't have the courage to really change, and this is just his complaining because of boredom, after all, the previous exam took nine days, but Xiao Mu didn't need to go to the scene to invigilate boringly, and he didn't have any idea of reforming the exam process.
All in all, for Xiao Mu, the day of this palace exam is simply a veritable "life like a year", after each short "release", he can only return to his dragon chair to sit, without saying a word, looking at the top of each candidate's head and forehead below, practicing his ability to "look at the face", and anxiously waiting for the next "release" time to come.
Finally, after about six or seven times of "letting go of the wind", I witnessed the articles of the tributes who took the exam from short to long again and again, and again and again to each tribute, the sun also rose from the east to the center of the sky, and then gradually moved westward, the palace examination of Wuchenke in the first year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty was finally coming to an end, and Xiao Mu found that there were already some references to the tributes who had finished writing the test papers.