Chapter 80 Difficult to Write
When the two brocade guards retreated, Bao Yingxia was going to take Wu Jie and walk straight towards the examination room.
There is a set of procedures for the hospital examination, and the clerks need to roll call before they can be searched and entered in turn. At this moment, all the candidates were quiet, waiting for Wu Jie to be the first to enter. This is a great honor, at least among all the children who come to take the exam in Chengdu Prefecture, Wu Jie is already the first person to take the test.
But Wu Jie didn't feel the slightest sense of pride, and his heart was heavy.
According to the information revealed in their words just now, Yang Zongzhi and the Tang family are finished, and even themselves are implicated. As soon as the three-day exam period is over, he will be arrested and interrogated by Jinyiwei.
Jinyiwei is an extremely famous spy agency, which can be said to be synonymous with the terrorist regime of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, after this period of in-depth understanding of the history of the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie discovered that in fact, this so-called KGB was not actually a murderous Hades palace as previously imagined.
The Jinyi Guard is in charge of monitoring officials, somewhat similar to the intermediate committee of later generations, you have not reached a certain administrative level, and you are not qualified to enter their edict. To be able to go to the prison in Beiya, for many officials and literati, not only is it not a stain, but a feat worth boasting about, and even a political qualification.
In fact, who among the famous ministers of the early and middle Ming Dynasty did not go there? For example: Xie Jin, Sanyang in Renzong, Hai Rui in Jiajing Dynasty......
Regarding the matter of being arrested, Wu Jie had nothing to fear. In real history, the Imperial Prison was nothing more than a complex of buildings similar to the gates of a mansion, and there was no mistreatment after entering.
However, if he is detained, what will the moth do? Also, something happened to the Tang family, and Miss Tang, as the child of a sinner, what kind of fate awaits her?
"Thank you Lord Bao for your help."
"Don't worry." Bao Yingxia glanced at Wu Jie with a happy gaze and said, "Yang Yuli and the book you wrote just read yesterday, and it was written well. If things are uneven, they will sing. Kong said that he became benevolent, and Meng said that he took righteousness. Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go. The biggest regret of this official's life is that he did not catch up with the controversy of the Great Rites, Shizhen, you are a gentleman with a sincere surname, take the test well, if you can really win, you can also complete this good story of teachers and students between you and me. We will also be proud to have a protΓ©gΓ© like you. β
Speaking of this, Bao Yingxia's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart.
"Thank you, my lord, I will never let you down."
"Okay, good," Bao Yingxia waved her sleeves and said no more.
Everyone quietly watched Wu Jie enter the examination room.
Wu Jie smiled bitterly in his heart: What kind of benevolence and righteousness, I am inexplicably implicated, and that book has nothing to do with me, I am recruiting who to provoke.
Now that the situation is urgent, we still have to think of a good way to see if we can get through this difficulty.
However, Yang Zongzhi's book has already alarmed the emperor, and if he wants to pass the test smoothly, he is afraid that it will not be so easy. With Yang Zongzhi's intentions, this matter is naturally as big as possible, but Wu Jie was implicated in plain air, but his heart was bitter.
Now, if he wants to save Yang Zongzhi or even the Tang family, it is impossible with his ability, at most he can only find a way to clear himself.
So, what is the method?
In fact, Wu Jie found out that it was not good from the beginning, and he did not intervene, as long as Jin Yiwei did not pursue it, the matter would naturally be a big matter and a small matter. The problem is that Wu Jie has nothing to do with Jinyiwei, even if he wants to go through the door, he can't find a way.
That's a little irritating.
Therefore, after the exam papers were issued, Wu Jie was still in chaos, sitting there in a daze, unable to do anything.
I don't know how long it took, but the sky gradually brightened, it was a sunny day, and the glow of the sun made the examination room bright red.
The temperature rises little by little, and by noon, cicadas are chirping hoarsely in the black locust trees. Hundreds of people were crowded into the examination room, but they were orderly, except for the sound of grinding ink and turning the papers, other noises were heard, and it was so quiet that it made people panic.
The college examination is also called the chapter examination, and the examination questions are no different from the county examination and the prefectural examination, which are still small questions. The exam lasts for three days, the first one is the main exam, the "Analects", the "University" or "The Mean" one, and the "Mencius" one, which are completed in two days, and the second one is in the third day.
The topic is the same as in real history, and it has long been memorized by Wu Jie. In the first few days, just in case, he even prepared two sets of model essays, just need to figure out the examiner's taste when the time comes, and find a suitable model text to copy it.
But such a big thing happened overnight, and he didn't have the heart to make a scroll, so he just sat there and thought about it.
Anyway, there is still a whole day to collect the rolls, and when the time comes, just copy it, and there is no hurry.
By noon, the weather was very hot, not to mention that the small examination hall was as stuffy as a steamer, and even the spacious and airy main examination hall was very hot.
Looking out of the lobby, the courtyard outside was whitened by the sun, steaming hot, and the air was distorted in the heat wave.
A few officials kept carrying wooden basins and pouring cool water on the bluestone slabs.
The chief examiner of this exam is naturally Bao Yingxia of the Hanlin Academy, in addition, there are two deputy examiners of the Provincial Governor Xuezheng and Fuxue Professor. In addition, there is a large group of officials who are responsible for transcribing and sealing.
"It's so hot this day, it's only May, if you wait until autumn, I don't know what it will look like." The provincial governor Xuezheng is a big fat man, and the fat man is the least heat-tolerant. At this moment, the cyan official robe on his body had been completely soaked with sweat, and the beads of sweat on his forehead fell in a row. The two clerks didn't live behind him with fans, but the wind from the fans didn't feel cool.
"Who's to say it isn't!" Professor Fuxue had already drunk a lot of cool well water, and he was slightly better, but his head was still so hot that his head was swollen. sighed: "Others say that we are the most noble scholars and politicians, except for the annual children's test and the three-year competition, we are all at ease in peacetime, and we can also fill the world with peach and plums." But who knows how much pain and burden there is on your shoulders? β
"Who's to say it's not." Shen Xuezheng gasped for breath, and glanced at the bookstore behind him with annoyance: "Don't fan, it's useless." β
A clerk said cautiously: "Master, why don't you be promoted to the crown?" Remind the judge to take off his hat.
Shen Xuezheng wanted to nod, but when he saw Bao Yingxia sitting in front of him, he shook his head after thinking about it.
Strange to say, after Mr. Bao entered the lobby, he has been sitting there with his eyes closed, and his body is still straight for two hours. The face is still smooth and white, and there is not a drop of sweat in sight, this kind of qi cultivation work is really shocking and terrifying.
Shen Xuezheng suddenly felt a little ashamed in his heart, and said: "I hope the weather will be cooler in the next two days, otherwise if the heat spoils the scholars, it will be a little troublesome." β
"Exactly." Professor Fuxue nodded: "Master Juan, I don't know if you have read the Di newspaper in June last year." It was said that the hospital examination in Shanxi Fuzhou was hot to death, and as a result, several examiners were all taken aback. Let's be careful this time, and wait for someone to bring some cold water to the scholars. β
"That's exactly how it should be." Shen Xuezheng said again and again that he was about to go down to make arrangements.
At this time, Bao Yingxia, who had been closing her eyes, opened her eyes and said slowly: "The heart is calm and naturally cool, let him go, this is also a test for the candidates, according to this official, it is a good thing." The examination room needs to be quiet, what is the system of people coming and going? β
Judging Xuezheng: "If your Excellency says so, then forget it." But he didn't think so, and smiled again: "It's really hot, and the adults are good at cultivating qi, but I'm a little impetuous." β
He was still a little upset in his heart, so Suo stood up, walked to the desk, picked up the pen, and wanted to write something. But when he put down the pen, he wrote a sentence in a ghostly way: The sky is rushing and the wind is high, and the ape is mourning, and the white bird flies back.
For a while, there was some coolness on my body.
Seeing the poems he wrote, the professor of Fuxue next to him smiled and said: "The boundless falling trees are Xiaoxiao, and the Yangtze River is rolling in, is this Wangmei quenching your thirst?" β
Shen Xuezheng also laughed: "Wangjiang Naliang, don't say it, this Wu Shizhen is really talented, he can be his examiner, and this official has not been in vain in doing Xuezheng in the past few years." β
Professor Fuxue: "Who says it's not, with Wu Jie's talent and this seven words, it will definitely be recorded in the annals of history, and you and I will be indispensable in the future." β
Bao Yingxia suddenly asked: "Did Wu Jie start answering the questionnaire?" β
"Not yet." Professor Fuxue looked worried and sighed: "It is estimated that it is a case of Yang Zong, and I am so upset that I didn't write a word." β
Shen Xuezheng also sighed: "If this is the case, how can it be good, it's a pity that such a big talent." β
"Don't care, if he can't even pass this level, what else can he achieve in the future?" Bao Yingxia closed her eyes again: "I am good at cultivating Haoran's qi, which is qi, the greatest to the strongest, and it is harmless to be directly raised, and it is stuffed between heaven and earth." Mount Tai collapsed in front and the color remained unchanged, and the tiger roared behind without being frightened. It is easy to become benevolent and righteous, and it is enough to have a lot of blood, and it is rare to be stable and calm, which is the real bravery. β
Everyone knew that Bao Yingxia was talking about Yang Zong's case, and they were a little sad in their hearts.
Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon. Many candidates have already completed the first question and started to eat lunch.
In the examination room, news kept coming, and some officials came to report: "Wu Jie hasn't started answering questions yet." β
Bao Xue Zheng and the professor of Fu Xue both frowned, could it be that Wu Jie had really been scared to the point of losing his soul? ;