"Huh. Master Hou, what you said is a little inappropriate. It's not that I'm talking nonsense, the people of this uprising all jumped out of the poor ravine, and they were originally born into rebellion. If you look at Jiangnan, look at Huguang, where there are any uprisings, they all come from Shaanxi and Shanxi. ”

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and said, "Dare to ask Chen Shilang where are you from?" Yang Fan was very uncomfortable listening to Chen Baode's bullshit, which was a tone of regional discrimination.

"People in Suzhou, and Hou Ye, you are also half a fellow countryman." Chen Baode smiled and said, "I also studied in Yangzhou at the beginning of the year, and I visited many respected old bachelors. ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Although I was born in Yangzhou, I can grow up in Shaanxi since I was a child. What did Chen Shilang just say, the poor mountains and bad waters come out of the Diao people, is it that even Benhou is also Diao Min? ”

Chen Baode smiled and coughed dryly, knowing that what he just said choked Yang Fan, so he had to drink tea and stop talking.

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After the first day of the exam, to dusk, it is already about to be the time to collect the papers, Yang Fanding's examination system, but there is no eating, drinking, Lasa and sleeping in this single room, after the exam is handed in, he will leave, and he will enter the examination room tomorrow, which can be said to be humanized. Of course, if it is far away from the inn, you can also choose to sleep in a single room, and there will be a special person responsible for the supply of food.

Li Yuhuan finished the final touch, looked at his article carefully, whether there was anything wrong, it can be said that he was the most advantageous one in the entire examination room, after all, Yang Fan was his husband, he knew what he thought and how he taught. After writing. He quietly closed his eyes and rested his mind.

When Yang Fan made his last inspection tour, he saw Li Yuhuan, who had closed his eyes and recuperated. He walked over with an unchanged face. When Yang Fan reached the third round of the exam, the exam was about to end. More than a dozen inspection officials also reminded that the time was coming.

Syllable!

The gong sounded. All the candidates in the examination room began to put away their pens, of course, there are some people who scratch their ears and cheeks, and they are desperately writing, for them, simple questions, relaxed style, but instead become a place to restrain them, what is it to write? However, there is no time for them to think too much. The rolls were all confiscated, and the officials in charge of sealing began to deal with them.

Of course, I will also deliberately take a look at the candidates' answers, it doesn't matter if I don't look at it, I really want to kill myself. The style is not limited, the eight-strand artist does not record, and a few printed stencils make their scalp numb, which is ...... They felt their throats choked, and quickly buried their heads in charge of sealing them. lest you look at what you shouldn't.

As the chief examiner, Yang Fan left the examination room early and sat in the carriage before the gong sounded. Listening to the candidates who have just come out talk about this year's test questions.

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang. This time it was a real setback. I've been studying for a few years, and I've read it all in vain! ”

"Alas. Who's to say it isn't. This question from Hou Ye is different from the previous requirements. How can this be tested? I don't think it's going to be a show this year. The man shook his head and sighed bitterly.

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Yang Fan sat inside drinking tea, jokes, this is no fun? Hmph, my brother is a liberal arts student, and he is also a graduate monk of a key university, and he has to take the exam in the next two days, and there are still many tricks.

"Master Hou, let's go home?"

"Let's go."

The coachman looked around and said, "Master Hou, why do these young men have green faces?" Is this exam really like what others say, brain-draining? ”

"Maybe."

The groom whipped and the carriage drove out slowly. Yang Fan took a look, indeed, many candidates' faces were green, either to say why they couldn't do the Baguwen or to say that the time was too tight, anyway, there were many complaints. In fact, Yang Fan is already very worthy of these candidates, otherwise, he wouldn't even give such a question, and jump directly to the second and third days of the exam, then it is estimated that hangings may occur.

Not only the candidates were sad, but also the vice president Chen Baode, who was on several rounds of the school inspection papers, and his face was crying and mourning, which ...... The text of this work is not an eight-strand system, and it is not contrary to the block, how can this be good? Chen Baode feels that this year's imperial examination is a little elusive. This matter must be reported to the Ministry of Rites fashion book as soon as possible, otherwise this matter will be a big one, Yang Fan will not be able to hold it, and the people behind him will also suffer.

The carriage went to the gate of the palace, but returned again. Yang Fan bought some pastries in Fang Market, delayed for some time, but as soon as he turned back, he saw that the gate of the palace was full of people, so he gave up and simply turned back to the old shop street, and bought some bean paste buns that the north and south love to eat.

The north and south are still in the old shop street, for the small north and south, where to live is the same, that night after carefully reading the goods, then went back to the old shop street, for the north and south, where to live is the same. But Yang Fan didn't think so, especially that night, when he was still making out with Xu Rong, Xiao Nanbei entered the house out of nowhere and asked him why he pressed his big sister under him, which almost scared him out.

It just so happened that a few old people from Fu Bo entered the palace, and Limin should recruit people, Xiao Nanbei chopped firewood, washed clothes, and swept the floor diligently, Yang Fan didn't want to save personal money, but this Nanbei didn't give him something to do, maybe he would be scared half to death one night.

Xiao Nanbei took a big broom taller than him, cleaned in front of the door in style, and changed into the washed and faded green robe, and when he saw Yang Fan coming back, he ran over, "Big brother, you're here." ”

Yang Fan touched the little bald head in the north and south, "Brought your favorite bean paste bun." ”

"Uh-huh." Xiao Nanbei squinted. For the north and south, the bean paste bag has an irresistible allure, which is simply a flood tiger. When I took the first bite of that sweet taste, Xiao Nanbei wanted to eat it. He is not an enlightened monk, he has never practiced Buddhism, except that he does not drink alcohol and eat meat, and he is no different from ordinary children. If there is a real difference, it is that the internal force is like a master.

"North and South, are you used to living here?"

"Uh-huh." Nanbei nibbled on the bun and squinted. "That's right, big brother." He turned his head, beckoned with his small hand, looked up at Yang Fan with those big eyes, and motioned for him to squat down.

Yang Fan squatted down and put his ear to Xiao Nanbei's hand, wanting to hear what the little monk had to say.

"That day, why did you press Sister Xu? Are you bullying Sister Xu? Xiao Nanbei flashed his big eyes and looked at Yang Fan innocently.

"Uh......" Yang Fan hesitated for a while, "The child doesn't understand, don't ask." He picked up Nanbei and walked into the house. Nan Nan, who was holding the bean paste bun, squinted his eyes, looked at the big banyan tree, and took a bite of the bean paste bun with his mouth. (To be continued......)