() "The new robe of white ramie is tender and cool, and the spring eats away at the leaves and rings in the corridor. Yumen has been allowed to peach blossom waves, and the moon hall first receives cinnamon incense. Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang, and the road with books and swords. On this day next year, Qingyun will go, but he will laugh at the busy world. —Xin Qiji.

On this day, the morning bell on the towering city tower struck three rounds, reflecting the golden glow of the morning sun, and the bustling crowd was checked by the official messenger one by one before entering the city.

There was a family visiting relatives laughing in front of them; Next to the businessmen doing business, they carry the burden of brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes; The Confucian scholar with a cloth towel at the back hurriedly took out his sleeves and took out the red and white letters, which were the tokens of going to the Gongyuan to participate in the autumn examination. The official came over and picked up the letterhead to carefully identify it, and only after confirming that it was not false was allowed to pass.

"You have to leave quickly, you won't be able to enter the tribute courtyard if it's late!"

The market was noisy, and the official kindly reminded that Confucian was already late, so he nodded again and again and did not dare to delay on the road, stuffed the cold bun in his mouth, and rushed to the Gongyuan with his clothes flying.

In this autumn examination, Bai Zhou and Tong Zhifu were responsible for the main examination, and the officials of the same city and the examination officials from various counties were present as the responsibility of the same examination and promotion. As soon as the gate of the Gongyuan was opened, the Confucian students who stopped to talk and laugh in front of the platform had to be routinely admitted to the hospital for inspection.

In previous years, cheating in the examination room occurred from time to time, and the imperial court attached great importance to it. Cheating methods are often ingenious, so the official in charge of the physical examination does not dare to take it lightly, from the hair to the soles of the feet. Otherwise, if it is found out in the future, it will be held equally responsible. Moreover, the difficulty of this autumn exam is not only in the exam questions, Confucian students need to take the exam for several days and nights in a row, and they can only eat, drink, and sleep in a small number house. Some people can't consume it, and some people give up halfway.

As soon as the door latch fell, the candidate's family and friends also dispersed. The rows of gray tiles and white walls face south, separated by solid walls. Before the start of the exam, Confucian students had to line up to sit down, put down the basket, and saw that there were water bladders, candles, dry food, mattresses, etc.

The invigilator and his entourage finally sat down, and the bell rang three times, and the Confucian began to polish his pen. The first test of eight-strand arithmetic is a basic skill. The second scene is a little more difficult, and it is necessary to write official documents based on some actual cases of the government. The third is to test the talents of Confucian students, express their opinions, national policies, laws and people's livelihood.

I saw a candidate between the words C, with clear eyebrows, and the first time I saw the bones, it was that Wang Jue. His legs straightened out from under the table to reveal a blue satin robe and black boots, and the line of his eyes with a relaxed expression was written easily. After writing, he put the pen stand, and as far as he could see, he was the official who was inspecting the examination room, and he began to feel sleepy with his arm on his forehead, and he had time to doze off when he counted the hour.

That's right, his heart is not here, it's just a formality. If it weren't for the threat of his father Wang Shouyi with family law, he would rather soak in the bookstore and continue to write scripts.

The compartment on the left hand side is also a student of Yushu College, named Zhou Ming. He wore a patina shirt with a thick heart, and the cuffs of his placket were white.

There was no warm sun in the house, but there was a lot of cold wind in the trouser tube. Zhou Ming exhaled and rubbed his cold and red fingers, picked up the pen and stared at the test questions, suddenly his eyes were tightly focused and then slowly sluggish, his mouth was blurry, and he muttered to himself: "How can it be...... Same?! ”

This week, Ming is really a middle-class talent, and he works very hard in his schoolwork on weekdays. There is a mother who needs to be taken care of at home, so she often helps her neighbors write letters and couplets to earn some money for medicine. For him, the autumn test is the only opportunity to get ahead.

To say that a few days ago, her mother accidentally burned herself. Zhou Ming was so anxious that he wanted to cry, and he met Lu Yun on the way to raise money. After hearing this, Lu Yun immediately introduced that he had an errand at hand, which was to write an article for the son of the official school.

"It's not difficult for you, the other party has a generous shot, and there are as many as twenty taels in terms of the article."

Zhou Ming was naturally excited when he heard this, and planned to accept it, but at the same time asked Lu Yun worriedly.

"I don't know, which one in the school is the son?"

Lu Yun's face was cold, and he squinted at him and said, "You don't have to know who it is." I have understood a truth since I was a child, the only one who can help you is yourself. Let you weigh it carefully, and the people in this village will not wait. ”

The silver can be earned separately, but his mother's burns cannot be left untreated! Zhou Ming's heart was horizontal, and as soon as he stomped his foot, he agreed.

The sloppy gaze gradually narrowed, and Zhou Ming stiffened and withdrew from his memory.

Why is the essay in the exam the same as the question in this exam? Could it be ......

He didn't dare to think deeply about this answer, the more he thought about it, the colder his body became, but his head was dazed and sweat rolled down his sideburns. A heart seems to be boiling in the cold, as if it is boiling in the scorching fire.

Zhou Ming's hand holding the pen began to tremble at a loss, and he heard someone shouting suddenly, and he was so frightened that he almost stood up.

"Oh no, my lord, a candidate passed out!"

I don't know if the person was too scared of the exam, or if his body was not good enough, but his eyes were black and he fell down from the seat.

This kind of thing is not unusual, Bai Zhou listened to it and said in a deep voice: "What are you panicking, the doctor is in the back hall, carry people down to take a look." After being cured, ask him if he can take the test, and if he can't wake up, he will send it out. ”

So, two officials lifted their hands and feet and carried the man out.

It was quiet again. Zhou Ming was shivering coldly from the wind, and his face turned pale for a while before he eased.

To write, or not to write? He had already thought of the possible consequences, but he seemed to see the poor house and the expectant eyes of his mother.

In the end, Zhou Ming took a deep breath, dipped his pen in ink, and sprinkled the paper with a book......

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Because today is the first day of the autumn exam, Zhao Yan took Chang Huan to the Confucian Temple early, saying that he wanted to burn high incense for the students of the college.

This trip also ran into the courtyard affairs of the official school. Naturally, the other party didn't have anything good to say except for ridiculing two sentences.

When he returned home, Zhao Yanjiu almost bumped into Su Ajiao around the corner again.

"Oops, the noodle soup is spilled!" Su Ajiao held the wooden plate firmly in her hand, and stared at the few pieces of meat scattered on the ground with a distressed expression.

"Why are you still in the house?" Zhao Yan brushed his sleeves and straightened his clothes before raising his eyebrows and asking.

Su Ajiao was stunned, this sound disgusting.

No wonder Zhao Yanjiu was surprised, Su Kangan had already taken the deed of the courtyard a few days ago, or he handed it over to Su Ajiao himself. thought that she must be eager to leave, so Zhao Yanjiu did not mention her in front of people in the past two days.

It's all because Chang Huan didn't wake up, so he was kept in the dark.

Zhao Yanjiu glanced at Chang Huan, who had a calm face, cleared his throat, looked away, pointed to the mutton noodles decorated with green onions and said, "It's so fragrant, I'm just hungry." ”

He wanted to eat in the side hall, Su Ajiao hurriedly followed, entered the threshold and hurriedly put the bowl on the table.

Zhao Yanjiu opened some green onions, picked up a chopstick noodle and sucked it up, the smell of mutton and the chewiness of the noodles were very fragrant when wrapped in the mouth.

Su Ajiao peeked at his eyebrows on the side and couldn't help but smile shallowly, lowered her head, and explained a little shyly: "Eldest son, I have already been to that courtyard, but I live alone in space." I think it's better to stay in Zhao Mansion and be lively, and someone can talk to relieve boredom. If the eldest prince doesn't allow it, then I'll leave in a while. ”