After the explanation of the business, the morning bell rang at the right time, and it was two o'clock in time.

The seven or eight assistant teachers hung a thick stack of exam papers on their elbows and distributed them skillfully and neatly along the aisle, and everyone waited with bated breath until they heard the rustling of clothes and paper rustling between walks.

Shun Yu took the paper and read the question quickly, and her heart fell into seven points, for her, it was not too difficult to see.

The morning exam passed very quickly, and after receiving the papers, it was noon, and I gave an hour to rest for eating and drinking tea or closing my eyes for a while.

Suddenly hearing the laughter in his ears, Shun Yu looked over, Feng Shuanglin, Xu Lan and Cui Zhongxian were lazily crooked on the chairs, surrounded by seven or eight Confucian students, you and I talked about the previous article, Zhang Buyan was also squeezed in the column, listened carefully, echoed the smile, looked quite pleasant, and seemed to have done well in the exam.

Another half a moment passed, and several officials returned, their expressions annoyed and displeased, and then hurriedly followed up with three or four guards with knives, and came to a candidate, like an eagle catching a chicken, and took it away without saying a word.

A group of dumbfounders, among whom there were officials over half a hundred years old, who claimed to be the secretary of the Guozijian and named Wu Pu, sneered: "Who think that you are all talents from all over the world, and you are selected and recommended by the government school, but you can't help the people who are confused." If the Hanlin examination is actually screened, there may be impostors or insufficient knowledge, and the impostor will be rejected, that is, he will be repelled to the original place and shall not be allowed to conduct scientific research for five years; Those who do not have enough knowledge will be transferred to the local government school. Fang was kicked and handed in a blank paper, which is really hateful and hateful. ”

After a pause, he continued: "The Guozi Prison has set up six halls, and they will be graded according to the merits of this time, if all the students want to go to the various ministries as soon as possible, until they enter the court as officials, they must treat this test as cautiously as a scientific examination." ”

Shun Yu remembered every word carefully, she inquired, in the Guozi Prison, only if you enter the rate hall, you can enter the court calendar, and if the beginner supervisor wants to enter the rate hall, you can't study hard without three or five years.

She was short on time, so naturally she couldn't wait.

Only the article can be approved as excellent, or maybe direct into the frank hall is uncertain.

When her mind was fluttering, the bell rang loudly, and the exam papers had been distributed, she took a deep breath, looked at the twenty-six chapters of "The Mean", and made eight strands of text with the title of "Treasure Xingyan".

Raise your wrist and put down the pen, and the splendid scenery on the paper gradually appeared.

An hour passed, suddenly heard a table and chair pushing, although the sound is quiet, can also alarm all beings, it was Feng Shuanglin had finished answering the question, got up and handed the volume to the prisoner, and then turned his seat, picked up the mahogany carved cultural relics box, and after saying goodbye to the officials, he went out freely.

Shun Yu is a little unbelievable, there are seven questions, each of which is above two or three hundred words, and then the literary thoughts are like springs, how can one hour be enough? Still thinking about it, listening to the movement of the tables and chairs, even Xu Lan and Cui Zhongxian got up one after another to hand in the papers.

She swept Zhang Buyan diagonally, was wiping a thin layer of sweat on her forehead with her cuffs in a panic, and stared at the person who was leaving, and she was in the same uproar as her.

Shun Yu was determined, there is always the strongest in the world, and those three can't be judged by ordinary people.

"The article is ....... fast!" At some point, there was a whisper at the door, and three or five people in mending clothes, the priest and several other prison officials hurriedly greeted the two and saluted respectfully.

"I'm just passing by with Master Song, so it's best not to disturb the candidates to answer the questions." One of them smiled lightly, his expression gentle and his voice soft, but it sounded familiar.

Shun Yu couldn't help but look up, it was indeed Shen Zetang, and it was the second time he had seen him in just a few days! I wondered how he was here.

I remembered that Yan Hong mentioned that he was the supervisor of Guozijian, so it makes sense to come here.

"Hand me the exam paper that has been submitted!" Another old man frowned and bowed his head, he was Song Mu, the priest of the country. Si Ye didn't dare to slack off, and ordered the master to go and get the scroll.

Song Mu chose a share, looked at it carefully, and then turned it to Shen Zetang.

Shen Zetang shook his head and smiled and refused, and swept lightly towards the black pressure candidate, Shun Yu only felt that his gaze seemed to fall on himself, and when he was about to capture it carefully, he had already turned his back, very tall, with broad and powerful shoulders.

Shun Yu's thoughts were chaotic, she took a deep breath to stabilize her heartbeat, and tried to concentrate her mind on the pen.

Shen Zetang knew that Song Mu couldn't put it down once he looked at it, so he was not in a hurry, he looked left and right along the aisle, and when he walked to Shun Yu's table, he paused.

The young man wore a straight silk shirt on the back of the warbler, and the fine sideburns behind his ears were slightly messy, and he was concentrating on the article, and he didn't seem to be aware of him by his side.

Can be loaded! The wolf in his hand trembled like that!

Shen Zetang pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at the scroll inadvertently, his eyes were suddenly deep, and he picked up a side measure casually, yes, this small block font is extremely similar to the handwriting written by the prince Zhu Yu, and it can be found to be true.

For someone so thoughtful as Second Master Shen, this is definitely not something to celebrate, let alone this article........ His brow furrowed slightly.

Shun Yu was a little uneasy, I don't know how Shen Zetang could stay by his side, he didn't mean to leave for a long time!

Her sense of hearing and touch should have become more and more acute, she could hear the rustling of the silk of the official uniform, hear the clattering sound of him clenching the rolling paper, smell the ethereal musk smell on his body, and even hallucinate his warm breath, deep and shallow, gently teasing the fluff on the back of her neck.

If he doesn't leave, one person thinks he's going crazy.

A drop of ink at the tip of the millimeter, pasting the end of the word "zhi".

Shen Zetang finally put the rolling paper back on the table, but his hand never left, there was a thin callus between his slender fingers, and he knocked it twice somewhere on the roll before quickly retracting it.

didn't look around anymore, walked straight to Song Mu, and whispered a few words.

Song Mu handed the volume back to Si Ye and left with Shen Zetang.

Shun Yu took a big breath, and he was flustered, and his speed was obviously much slower, so he just got rid of distracting thoughts and wrote in a hurry.

When she walked smoothly and became a success, the hour was really not early, and the Confucian students sitting there had already left in twos and threes.

Shun Yu put down the pen and wanted to get up and hand in the papers, but he suddenly remembered that Shen Zetang seemed to be careless, and that person's every move was extremely intriguing.

Inexplicably feeling ominous, she flipped out the scroll, looked at Shen Zetang's knock point, and read it silently, and suddenly her body was like falling into an ice cellar, and the blood faded from her cheeks.

“....... Treasure is booming. Jinfu water, a spoonful of it, and its unpredictable ......" This section of "Four Books" should be based on the topic of "treasure Xingyan" to make eight strands of text, and she actually wrote a large article with the "water" in "Jinfu water".

There is nothing to change, everything is a foregone conclusion, and the sky will kill her.

After sitting in a daze for a while, she heard someone calling her, and she went in a daze, it was Si Ye who knocked on the table, urging her to hand in the papers quickly.

When she stepped out of the threshold with the cultural relics box on her back, the verandahs on both sides were sparsely populated, and the glow of the sky would shine through the hall in a golden yellow.

Shun Yu walked in the quiet of this evening, the figure was heavy, and the afterglow of the setting sun was thin and long.