In the examination of the Jinshi department, the first essay requires one poem and one fu.

The second post is a fill-in-the-blank question. The questions of the Jinshi Department are all from the two great scriptures of "The Book of Rites" and "Zuo Chuan", and six of the ten questions are pasted to pass.

The third scene of the essay. In the case of some current events, candidates should analyze the reasons and propose solutions around the current events. The topics of the essay are eclectic, including military, political, cultural, economic, people's livelihood, Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, etc., so candidates are required to have a very comprehensive knowledge.

Datang governs the country with filial piety, so after the test questions are sent, don't be busy doing the questions, otherwise you may make a very serious mistake in principle.

After getting the test questions, all the lifters should nervously look at the test questions to see if there are any words that need to be avoided. The so-called avoidance, of course, is not the emperor's name, which examiner dares to write the emperor's name into the test questions, then his life is basically over.

So you don't have to worry about this, what you want to avoid is family secrets. To put it bluntly, among the names of your ancestors, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, as long as one word appears in the test questions, then congratulations, you have won the number one prize.

Therefore, when you get the test paper, it is best to pray that the number of words in the test question is less, and at the same time, it is best that the names of your ancestors are all single words, so that the chance of winning the lottery will be smaller.

What if you do win the jackpot?

The answer is very simple, don't take the test this year, hurry up and go to diarrhea!

Note that you can't just say that you want to avoid the family, you have to find an excuse, and the specific operation is as follows. Pack up your things and make a painful gesture (of course.) This generally can't be pretended, and whoever encounters this situation is generally more painful than a dead mother). Go and submit an application to the examiner, usually on two grounds, one, violent illness. Second, sudden heartache.

Alas, I ran so many relationships, and some even sold their butts, and finally were pitted by my father, and I had a cold window for ten years. finally made it to the provincial rite examination room, but in the end, because the names of his ancestors were not good, he fell into a bamboo basket and lost his heart?

So, this can't be installed either. If the reason given is sudden heartache, the examiner will also understand it, accept your application, and send you out of the examination room with a look of pity or schadenfreude.

Datang's Jinshi exam. It is not like the Ming and Qing dynasties when it takes several days to take the exam, and the three exams have to be completed in one day plus half a night.

After the first exam, put the test paper away and take a break. Drink some water, eat something, and soon the second one came again. Exams are ongoing. The examiner also came to inspect it. The conditions in the examination room are very difficult, which is good to say. The point is that there is a possibility of elimination in every game, so everyone's mental state is always tense.

By the time of the third discussion. If someone does not finish the question before dark, the examiner will find three candles, which are used to keep time, one is burned out, and the other is continued, and when all three candles are burned out, the official will ring the bell for the end of the exam.

It's finally time to turn in.

A waning moon had appeared coldly in the sky, the voices were chaotic, the lights were shaking, and Li Ang rubbed his numb hands and feet, and stood up.

To be honest, Leon knew that he didn't do well in the exam. Jinshi is the first to pay attention to poetry, but this kind of propositional poetry is difficult to write, even many great poets in history, when participating in the imperial examination, they can't write this kind of propositional poetry well, let alone Li Ang.

However, in terms of strategy, he is very confident, after all, he has more than a thousand years of knowledge.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you do well in the exam or not, if you are all selected according to the test results, you will submit a paper to the powerful, and the trend of asking for recommendations will be popular.

He got up and was about to leave the examination room, when a man over fifty years old next to him just stood up, and his body staggered to his side. "Brother Ren, what's wrong with you? You okay? ”

Although the other party is over fifty years old, but in the same competition, Li Ang said that his brother is not wrong, if they are admitted together, no matter what age they are, it will be the same year.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, but I got up suddenly, a little dizzy......" The old man struggled to stand up, and hurriedly reported his name and thanked Li Ang, but his dialect accent was very strong, Li Ang didn't understand what his name was, it sounded like he was a dead chicken.

Okay, it's okay if the sheep dies or the chicken, the chicken dies or the sheep, you can't communicate with such a person, Li Ang arched his hand and left, and he didn't care what the dead sheep and chicken were called behind.

Outside the examination room, the lights were bright, the crowd was crowded, a large number of domestic servants led the horses, drove the car, and waited outside the door, and the people shouted that the horses were neighing, and they were afraid that there were not more than 10,000 or 20,000 people.

Coupled with the thousands of people who went out of the examination room, it can be described as a sea of people, and it is not easy to find your own servants. However, Li Ang was different, when he looked at the world, he could find Wu Xiaole and Wu Xuan who were waiting outside with their horses.

Because Wu Xuan was holding a bamboo pole that was four feet high, a red lantern was hung on it, and a streamer was tied under the lantern, and the inscription was written: Zhu Langjun Gold List. Payment, Wu Xuan, add a small palm print.

When I saw that handprint, Li Ang knew that it was the half-grown Wu Xiaole, this kid's middle finger was obviously long, and the palm print looked like he was giving a middle finger to someone.

Depend on! Are you wishing me the title of the gold list, or are you giving me the middle finger?

The people who came out of the examination room called me, and they were struggling to find their own entourage, and when they saw the scene of this bamboo pole carrying lanterns and hanging notes, they could only sigh secretly why they didn't have such a smart entourage.

Interestingly, Wu Xuan's move actually made history. Since the imperial examination in the fifth year of Tianbao, there has been an interesting scene outside the tribute courtyard of the Ministry of Rites in the spring every year, countless people are holding bamboo poles, playing all kinds of lanterns, and hanging all kinds of blessings.

At first, everyone wanted to let their Lang Jun find his family quickly when he went out of the examination room, but there were many lantern trees, and it was difficult to see clearly, so all kinds of colorful lanterns came on the field, and the bamboo poles became taller and taller;

In the examination room, Langjun is competing for knowledge, outside the examination room, the family is competing for whose bamboo pole is high, whose lamp is peculiar, and the blessings are also innovative, some write their own Langjun's most proud poems, and some write the most exaggerated words, competing for beauty, more lively than the Lantern Festival, becoming the most interesting scene of the year in Chang'an.

But that's for later, so let's stop for now.

Li Ang squeezed over at this time, and when Xiaole saw him, he happily greeted him and shouted, "Lang Jun, we are here, here!" “

Li Ang saw the four-zhang high bamboo pole and said, "See, I'm not blind!" Xiaole, it's okay, why are you pressing your claws up, your claws are famous, you know? ”

Wu Xiaole scratched his head and said with some apprehension: "Lang Jun, I can't write, but I want to bless Lang Jun with Brother Wu, so I pressed a palm print, Lang Jun, is this okay?" ”

Li Ang patted his little head and said, "Of course there is something!" Your middle finger is too high, and your big brother Wu's ass has been pierced by you. Gee! It's a shame that he's been lifting for so long. ”

Wu Xuan hurriedly looked up, but no, Wu Xiaole's long middle finger was poked into his word "Xuan".

Wu Xiaole laughed and said: "Lang Jun, it's okay, it's okay, Brother Wu is strong in martial arts, and he is not afraid of pain, hehe..."

Wu Xuan's face darkened, and he immediately wanted to put down the bamboo pole, but Li Ang hurriedly stopped: "Don't be busy collecting it, Tang Yu and they haven't come out yet, hold on first, and wait for them to find it together." ”

Wu Xuan had no choice but to continue to hold it, but his expression was a little unnatural, it seemed that no matter how high his martial arts were, he was afraid that the chrysanthemum would be messed up! Hahaha.......

When Tang Yu, Di Yuan, Wei Ruliang, Wu Ziqing, and Qian Shi all came over, everyone talked about it together, and returned to Chongrenfang together, and Tianbao's five-year spring festival was over;

Of course, it will be a new beginning for the few who can make the list.

After a large number of lifters left the examination room, they immediately made an appointment to go to Pingkangfang. Regardless of success or failure, at this time, it is basically a foregone conclusion, and if there is hope, you have to go to Pingkangfang to find the girls to celebrate; If you feel hopeless, you have to go to the girls to vent.

Li Ang and they don't have to go to Pingkangfang, Qian Shi has been prepared, and he invited a group of flower girls two days in advance, and now they are all waiting at Li Ang's house.

Everyone returned to Chunfeng Street, the red lantern was hung high in front of the door, Nangong Ziyan took everyone to wait in the door, and when they saw Li Ang returning with several carriages and horses, they came out one after another, except for Wang Er and Li Qi, the women of the same color are really a group of female porridge, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Li Lang, everything is going well, right?" Nangong Ziyan asked with a smile while saluting.

Under the light, the beauty is like the moon, fragrant like an orchid, Li Ang laughed and said: "Everything goes well, go!" Go home, we're going to have a drink tonight! ”

In the front hall of the Li family, the lights were bright, the sheng songs and dances all night long, Tang Yu and they were also surrounded by two beauties, everyone indulged in drinking, until the fifth watch of the day, everyone was already six or seven points drunk, and then dispersed the banquet.

Li Ang returned to the backyard and hugged Nangong Ziyan to bed, lingering several times before hugging each other and lying down.

Nangong Ziyan shrank into his arms, gasped and said, "Li Lang, if you can successfully enter the branch this time.........

"Hehe, didn't Ben Langjun already enroll in the department just now?"

Li Ang pinched her pink face and laughed, her hair was slightly sweaty, sticking to her forehead, her face was still red, the afterglow had not faded, and her bewitching body was delicate and weak. Li Ang is like a wild man, fortunately, she was born in a green building, and she waited for a man with many tricks, so she could barely cope with it.

Li Ang caressed her body with one hand, combed the green silk on her forehead with the other, and said seriously: "Ziyan, if I can be named on the gold list this time, half of it will be your credit." In the past six months, you have worked hard and taught me a lot of knowledge, which I know in my heart. ”

Nangong Ziyan hurriedly said: "Li Lang, slave didn't mean that..."

"I know, you don't have to explain. But what should be your credit is your credit, you don't fight, and I won't forget it. Everyone's road cannot always be smooth sailing, I only hope that in the future, whether it is scenery or downfall, there will be you by your side. ”

"Li Lang......." Nangong Ziyan called him emotionally, his jade arm hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub himself into his body, tears glistened in his blurry starry eyes, "As long as Li Lang doesn't drive me away, no matter how things change, the slave is willing to follow Li Lang's side, and when the slave goes to the fire well, he makes up his mind." ”

The whispers in the room, the crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, and the gentle east wind blows through the paper window, quiet and serene.

(To be continued.) )