In the examination room, the students continued to work on the test papers.

Among them, Chen Zhiyuan is smiling, has a strong fighting spirit, and is determined to be the first to lift people.

In the pavilion next to the temple, a group of officials looked at Zhao Jingkong with envy.

Fang Yun appeared outside the examination room with a green bamboo bookcase and a basket of wattles.

It was dark and the lights were bright near the State Academy, and many of the students' relatives and friends lived in the open space in front of the examination room, some lived in horse-drawn carriages, some set up tents, and some only spread bedding on the ground.

The officials of the government and the state government were on guard to protect the relatives and friends of these candidates.

Some of the lights in the distance were the oil lamps of the small vendors, and the fragrance of various snacks wafted around, reminding Fang Yun of the scene after school, so far away and so beautiful.

Fang Yun walked quickly to those small food stalls, the food he had eaten in the past two days was dry food, which did not taste good, and he was ready to find delicious food to make up for his stomach.

Fang Yun walked a few steps before he heard someone crying.

"Woo...... The child is not angry......"

Fang Yun followed the prestige, and saw a young Xiucai kneeling in front of a middle-aged man in his early forties and crying.

"What are you crying for? It's useless! You are participating in the lifting test for the first time this year, and if you pass the exam, you will be alive! If you don't succeed this year, you will take the exam again next year! Get up, if you don't get up again, Lao Tzu will beat you!"

"Hmm. The young man stood up with tears in his eyes.

Not far from that person, a few Xiucai with bookcases on their backs talked in a low voice.

"Well, how do I explain it to my family? I wrote well at first, but the more I wrote, the more restless I became, knowing that I had written wrong, but I didn't know what was wrong, so I kept writing and kept writing, and finally I was so panicked that I had to give up the exam. ”

"Me too, Jingyi really killed me. Although the "Book of Songs" was revised by Confucius himself, he rarely came up with questions from it. I panicked when I saw the title, and it took me a while to remember, and the more I wrote, the more vain I became. ”

"We are just showing talents, we can't be like Jinshi, and the questions are a little off, so we have to rack our brains to think. I thought about this article for five hours before I dared to write it, for fear that there would be a mistake. I'm done writing, but I don't know why, I'm always afraid of making mistakes, and I'm in the process of writing a strategy. kept reading "What the People Stopped", and my mind was too unfirm. With this lesson, we will definitely go further in the coming year!"

"We are all ordinary talents, we can't compare with those geniuses, and it is normal to give up the exam a few times if we can be in the ancestral grave for ten years. You see, another person dropped the exam and came to discuss it together...... The man seemed familiar. ”

One of them smiled and said, "Oh, could it be a classmate......?" This is not a square ...... Did Fang Wenhou give up the exam?"

The man's last sentence was almost shouted.

Everyone around looked at Fang Yun in unison, and everyone was shocked by the shout of "Fang Wenhou abandons the exam". The people in the distance didn't hear clearly, and asked the people in front, so the news of Fang Yun's abandonment of the exam spread in all directions.

First the relatives of the examinee and the surrounding officials knew about it, and then the surrounding vendors and passers-by. In the end, everyone on Bunwon Street knows about it.

This is Jiangzhou, Dayuan Mansion, and Fang Yun's hometown, and everyone's attention to Fang Yun is unimaginable. The news of such a heavy dà spreads at a breakneck speed.

Many people didn't believe it and walked quickly to the door of the exam room.

Fang Yun knew that he couldn't eat snacks, but he couldn't talk nonsense about such things as the Holy Pen Commentary. I had to sigh helplessly and walk out quickly.

"No, even if Fang Zhenguo's grades are not good, he should only come out early in the morning of the fourth year of junior high school, will this person just look like Fang Yun?"

"I can't be mistaken, I saw him when I entered the exam room yesterday, and even the bookcase and basket were exactly the same. If he comes out in the third year of junior high school, I must believe that he will finish answering in advance and take the position of Xie Yuan lightly. But today is the second year of junior high school, and the actual time is only one and a half days, and the time for thinking and revising the three test questions cannot be less than one and a half days!"

"The exam started early in the morning of the first day of junior high school and left in the evening of the second day of junior high school, and it has been almost seventeen hours now. It's not even a day and a half, even if he has a hard time, it is impossible to finish the answer, he is a genius, not a half-saint!"

"Alas......"

In the discussion of everyone, Fang Yun had to speed up his pace, but in the eyes of others, it became evidence of the failure of the imperial examination.

Usually, everyone can stop Fang Yun, but now they all guess that he may be in a bad mood and it is difficult for him to come forward.

A person couldn't help but ask loudly: "Lord Wenhou, have you finished answering the test paper?"

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that someone had finally asked this substantive question, and immediately said, "I'm done." Then he smiled and walked off into the distance.

"I'll just say it, Fang Zhenguo finished answering, don't talk nonsense there!"

"Then let's calculate carefully, three policy treatises plus one scripture and poetry, a total of five, even if he has a hard time writing, the speed is limited, after all, there is still a draft, even if he writes for two hours. Each essay spends at least three hours pondering, checking and revising, which is already fifteen hours beyond the previous generations of candidates. Just counting like this, it's already seventeen hours! Don't forget, this is the imperial examination, not the practice, and he eats? It takes a lot of energy to finish writing each article, resting and sleeping? You just came out, like me, and tell me how you came here last night?"

"When I was writing poetry, it was okay, but when I was thinking about the scriptures, my mind was blank at a certain point, my eyes were full of stars, and the palace was shaking, so I had to rest for a while before continuing to think. I slept for three hours last night to barely refresh, and it doesn't hurt to go without sleep for two or three days on weekdays. ”

"I've participated in two exams, and each time it's like this, it's too brain-consuming to write the scriptures and strategies, but it's not difficult to write, it's too difficult to write well. In particular, some concepts involving the Holy Dao, if you don't think about it thoroughly, you will be shaken by the Wengong at the least, and at worst you will vomit blood and fall into a coma. If you don't write about these important ideas, you won't get a grade A or B, and you won't even get a C class. ”

"So, Fang Yunshan spent at least six hours resting, eating, and sleeping, and he spent eleven hours writing five articles on the imperial examination?

"That makes sense. It is not difficult for Jinshi to lift in such a small amount of time, but it is impossible to enter the top ten in a state. ”

"But Fang Yun did say that he had finished answering, and the dignified Wenhou would never deceive us. ”

And the most important thing is his attitude, leaving the examination room in a day and a half, this is no longer rampant, but contempt for the Holy Way! Just ask, as a half-saint examiner who gave students three days to take the exam, and someone only took half the time to complete the answer, isn't this saying that the half-saint will not be able to answer the question?"

"Nonsense! The examination has not yet been released, how can you accuse others like this? Every year in the imperial examination, there are scholars who bet on the topic of the middle policy, and maybe he is too!"

"Then wait for the list. ”

"Hmph, even if he is promoted in the examination, what will he do? Arrogance and contempt for the Holy Venerable! It's a pity that my Jingguo has lost the example of a literati!"

In the dark night, Fang Yun was dressed in a dark blue Xiucai suit, and after leaving Wenyuan Street, he walked towards Fang's Mansion with a bookcase and basket on his back.

The people of the Fang Mansion didn't know that he had left so early, and there was no carriage waiting, so he continued on foot. After walking for two quarters of an hour, when approaching the Fang Mansion, the Wenhou Golden Seal on his waist continued to emit strange fluctuations, and compared with normal times, the current Wenhou Golden Seal was like an explosion.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly, he didn't need to look to know what was going on, he was now a big celebrity in the Ten Kingdoms, and two quarters of an hour was enough time for all the middle and high-level scholars in the Ten Kingdoms to know about it.

But if you don't look at it, you can't do it, Fang Yun held the Wenhou Golden Seal in his hand, and walked slowly while reading the book of Hongyan.

"Fang Yun, what's wrong with you? Did you encounter something big that made you mess up? Something happened to your family or what? I wanted to pass the book to Governor Sun's mansion, but he couldn't receive it in the examination room! Tell me what was going on?"

"Are you crazy? Hurry up and make your words clear! We left Dayuan Mansion after sending you into the examination room yesterday, and we just arrived in Qingdu today, and we are going to drink flower wine for three days and then go to Confucius City to participate in the Chongyang Festival Literary Meeting! We are discussing that you can't write Zhenguo poems in Chongyang Energy Conservation, and we got the news that you have abandoned the exam! What's wrong with you?" The second letter is from my friend Li Fanming.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up. "Jiangzhou Governor Lu Hongyi doesn't say much, but the friendship is heavy.

"Get back to the show, take the exam again next year, don't worry about big things. Fang Yun smiled after reading Li Wenying's biography, and his heart was even more moved, the dignified scholar deliberately said this in order to comfort himself, which can be described as well-intentioned.

"Fang Yun! What are you doing here! You kill me with your own hands! You are a Jingguo person from a country of literary pressure, if you give up the exam, your reputation will be ruined! Others call it abandonment of the exam, you call yourself self-isolation from the Holy Dao, self-isolation from the saint! Where are you, tell me what's going on!" Dong Wencong, the prefect of Yuhai, was full of anxiety between the lines.

"What happened to you, if you can trust me Zengyuan, you might as well say it. ”

"There is a kind! Damn, we Jingguo people have a kind! You dare to give up the exam? I will never beat you when I see each other again!" This is Zhang Poyue's.

"We, the Editorial Court of the Holy Dao, are waiting for news, and half of the Holy Courtyard is in chaos. This is an earth-shattering event, and you must not make a mistake about yourself!" admonished the editor of the Holy Path.

"We, the literati of Qingguo, have gone crazy with laughter, and are about to attack you, and have united with the sharpest person in Juwen Pavilion, who has already sharpened the 'ink' Huohuo, just waiting for an inch of pen to tarnish your literary name and block your holy way. "This is Zong Wude's.

"I believe that for another reason, if you have a clear conscience, you don't need to care about others. "Fang Yun finished reading the Heart Dao Yan Yukong is different, obviously he is just lifting people, but he is more calm than many Jinshi.

"You, you, you, what's the matter?" Zhao Hongxiang, who was far away in the capital, sent a message.

"You're almost angry with your mourning family!"

Fang Yun shook his hand after seeing it, he didn't expect the Queen Mother to personally pass the book to him, and his heart made waves, if this was known to the outside world, I don't know what rumors would be fabricated.

The identity of the queen mother is special, and even the eunuchs and eunuchs who pass the book with those great Confucian scholars are transferred, and never pass the book to others in person, because it is the royal etiquette.

This is probably the first time in several years that the Queen Mother has personally passed a book to outsiders. (To be continued......)