Yue Heng learned from his predecessor's memories that the spring examination was one of the most important events in the Zhongyuan world, but this was only for the literati.

In addition, there are martial arts exams for martial artists, selection exams for spirit masters, and skill training for craftsmen, these four major exams have become a nightmare that countless young people can't escape.

Young people of appropriate age either choose to practice these four directions, or just wait to become low-level people, the annual national blood levy is a more terrifying overhead hanging sword, the blood levy to recruit a large number of low-level subordinates and prisoners to enslave, deliberately discarded to the demon beast mountain range as bait, ten to nine deaths, bloody incomparable, so it is called the blood conquest.

Therefore, no matter what kind of exam it is, although it is difficult, it is also the only way for young people to become famous, so you must learn it!

"Drunken Immortal Building? I seem to have a little impression, the location is not good, it is four or five miles away from the examination center of the county academy, in my opinion, it is far from the advantage of Yingjiang Tower and Zhuangyuan Pavilion built near the county government. ”

Yue Heng pondered while playing with the iron card of the room card, remembering what he had been doing in the county town in the past few days: "There have been many firsts in the spring examination in Hongxian County in the Zhuangyuan Pavilion, and they are the most famous, and some young literati who are a little famous have rented houses for a long time as early as a few months ago, just to get a little auspicious. The Champion Pavilion will hold activities such as making friends and gathering to fight for literature every three or five days, and the shopkeeper invited a third-level bachelor with a high salary to impart the experience of taking the spring examination, and invited a number of outstanding people in the spring examination last year to teach by word and deed, which attracted countless young literati to seek after, and the business was of course very good. ”

"Even ordinary passers-by know about these things, and they can ask about them casually. Therefore, if I pass the spring exam, you Zuixianlou will also have face, if I get the first place, it will be a great benefit for you Zuixianlou. Just a handful of incense candles and a room card that doesn't cost anything, and you want to buy me?"

Yue Heng snorted, reached out and touched his arms again, there was nothing in the depths, and he sighed: "Okay, I'm a scholar from a poor family, I have no money, you won!"

Next, Yue Heng raised incense and began to worship Emperor Fuxi.

seems to be pious, but in fact, he has a big complaint in his heart: "After two days, I met the spring exam, and I was still a poor and white student, and my talent was not very good.

How to take the literati spring exam, Yue Heng's heart was blank, this poor scholar was surrounded by four walls, lonely, almost no friends, only one leaky room at home, a set of simple tables and beds, and no other valuable things.

Anyway, he still claims to be a literati, but unfortunately he can't even collect the most common poetry classics on the market, but a "Wenzong Collection" that allows him to understand the world a little bit is still a little valuable, but unfortunately it is still incomplete.

The number of books in the house is only a handful, and there are only a few excerpts of poetry in the bookbox, which are not a series of unique articles, and many books are quite shallow in difficulty and depth, which is similar to the "Guan Guan Ju Dove is in the river island, my fair lady and gentleman are good", which can make him pass the spring examination, stimulate the inner shrine, and even give birth to the runes?

"Yo, who is this, Yue Heng, you want to pass the spring exam again?"

The word "again" was used strangely, and a voice full of sarcasm came from behind Yue Heng.

When he looked back, his brows immediately furrowed, and Bai Ming was looking at him with a few followers with playful eyes.

Several people looked Yue Heng up and down with their eyes, looking at Yue Heng's malnourished and emaciated skeleton and the old literati robe washed to white, everyone looked disdainful, and they all felt that it was not difficult to bully this scholar.

Bai Ming is Yue Heng's classmate in the Chengbei Literary Society, especially good at slapping the horses of Mr. Teacher, and he thinks of himself as high because of his small literary talent, and his family is a little wealthy, so he has enough financial resources to buy some rare documents and classics for him to read through, and give him the elixir collected from the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

Although the literary dictionary that Bai Ming reads through is not rare, and the elixir he takes is also very low-level, he can also be regarded as the leader of the Chengbei Literary Society, whether it is physical fitness or literati realm, he surpasses ordinary classmates, and he looks down on poor students like Yue Heng on weekdays, taking advantage of bullying and mockery, and taking pleasure in dragging texts and ridiculing.

It is inevitable that literati will be contemptuous, Yue Heng, these poor students, have no good way to resist in the face of Bai Ming's oppression, only a literati arrogant bones remain, Yue Heng is also an old man who has participated in many spring examinations, and often expresses his disdain for Bai Ming, often using poetry as a counterpoint, and the two sides are opponents who look down on each other.

"If you are new to the city and are not familiar with life, Lao Tzu will endure it once!"

Yue Heng pretended not to hear, turned around and wanted to continue to spread incense and worship God, and go home early after finishing early, he also wanted to inquire more about the details of the spring exam.

"Boy, Young Master Bai is asking you!"

A hand was on Yue Heng's shoulder, and he pulled back vigorously, Yue Heng's body was crooked, staggering, the weak body of the literati could be blown down by the wind at all, where could he stand this pulling force?

Yue Heng took three or four steps back before he could stand up straight, but the incense given by the mung bean-eyed shopkeeper in his hand was scattered all over the place, falling into the nascent winter snow mud water, and it seemed that it was useless.

"I'm not done, I'm going to have to make inches, right?"

The clay man also has three points of anger, Yue Heng has already been angry, he slapped his hand back, and knocked off the arm that was holding him on the shoulder, if he really started a fire, his big fist in a casserole, isn't it terrible?

No one knows if it's terrible or not, but the sharp-beaked monkey cheek boy grinned his teeth, stroked his arm with a faint pain, his eyes flashed with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves and opened his mouth to spew: "Hey boy......!

Yue Heng glared angrily, holding his head high, not afraid at all.

Out of the corner of his eye, the two temple monks stood up and looked at this side, fighting is strictly forbidden in the Temple of Literature, this is a clear rule in the worship of the Temple of Literature!

"Shun monkey, stop!"

Bai Ming sneered, called the nickname of his subordinates, and said lightly: "Since Brother Yue is full of confidence in himself, then let's congratulate Brother Yue in advance on winning the first place in the examination and winning the name of naturalization." Shun monkey, conflict is strictly forbidden in the Temple of Literature, don't commit taboos, we are all civilized people. Brother Yue, we'll see you outside the Temple of Literature!"

After finishing speaking, the three followers waved their fists at Yue Heng in unison, their evil faces were opposite, and they left, but the monkey walked a few steps and then turned back, looked at Yue Heng's eyes viciously, and dropped a cruel sentence: "Boy, be careful not to see the sun tomorrow!"

Yue Heng's face was gloomy, and Bai Ming's last sentence implied that the Confucian Temple would settle the accounts again, and Shun Monkey would directly threaten his life.

Thinking about it carefully, this Bai Ming is only stubborn and arrogant at most, it is absolutely impossible to say that he is an outlaw with blood on his hands, can he really kill him for a word, at most he will just beat him, right?

"Come on, anyway, there is a free room card for the drunken fairy building, so I'll go to the restaurant today, I don't believe that the monkey will call the restaurant room directly!"

Yue Heng'an made up his mind, and tried to find a small amount of clean and undamp incense candles from the mud and snow, barely trying to make do with a holy statue and a stick of incense, and heard a lot of laughter along the way, and he himself was also flushed and embarrassed, it was really a penny that was difficult for a hero!

After worshipping the Temple of Literature, hugging the gods and Buddhism, and going home to pack up the broken bookbox, Yue Heng sighed, sorted out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and packed them together, and then picked up the bookcase and left the leaky house without any nostalgia.

The spring exam is his only hope!

......

There are fifteen upper rooms and fifty lower rooms in Zuixian Building, which is one of the larger restaurants in Hongxian County, but because it is too far away from the county government examination center, the business is not good during the spring examination, and it cannot attract many literati to move in at all.

Yue Heng walked to the gate of the restaurant and handed over the iron card room card, and Xiao Er's face immediately bloomed with a smile like a flower: "Childe, please take a seat in the private room, and the little one wishes Childe the spring entrance examination to high school first!"

"Thank you Ji Yan!"

Yue Heng knew that this was a polite remark, raised his feet and walked inward along the little second-hand situation, entered the hall, looked around, and found that there were not many diners, the windows were bright, and there were even fewer people carrying bookcases or dressing up as literati.

Follow the room card to find his room, dry word C, push the door in, it turned out to be a single room, Yue Heng secretly sighed that this mung bean-eyed shopkeeper is really bloody.

In the evening, Yue Heng sat in the hall and chatted with a few other poor students.

There is too little information on the "Wenzong Collection", and he urgently needs to know how to participate in the spring exam, the Divine Palace, the Wenfu, the Wenxin, the talent, what these things are and how to use them.

"If we are strong, of course, we are going to learn martial arts, if we are children of a family or a sect, there is no doubt that we are going to take the spiritual examination, if we are from a solid family, we can also choose a craftsman who burns money, if we are poor and white, there is no background and no ability, we can only study documents and classics, so this spring examination is the only way out for our literati!"

"What Brother Lu said is, I'm ashamed, my younger brother has studied literature for ten years and participated in the spring exam three times, but unfortunately they all failed, and I am afraid that this year I will not be able to survive the catastrophe of the blood campaign......

"Brother Huang must not be presumptuous, sinking/despondent, the most people here should be Brother Yue who has participated in the spring examination the most, right? Last year, Brother Yue passed the first round of the spring examination, and only fell off the list by ten places, and finally the second round of the children's re-examination selection, this year will definitely go further and be selected as a child!

Originally, Yue Heng listened well, but in a blink of an eye, he found that the topic had turned to him, and he was stunned for a moment.

Listening to the tone of this student named Lu Changyuan, he should be an old bird in the spring exam, he almost became a child last year, and he should be the most likely person to be admitted to the child student this year among all the people here.

But where does he have any test-taking experience, the residual memory of the original owner is too little, and it is too messy!

Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Yue Heng could only bite the bullet, thinking quickly in his heart, planning to say something more.

"Ahem, then let me ask you first, what is the spring exam?"

"Of course, it's poetry!"

It turned out that the test was poetry and songs, Yue Heng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he would chant a few songs.

"So how do you get to the first round?"

"There are 1,000 places in Hong County, and the article can pass the standard. ”

"There is no first, there is no second, how to ensure the fairness of the judgment?"

"The higher-level invigilator of Qi County and the county magistrate of Hongxian County jointly held the Fuxi text plate and interpreted the poems, whether the poems were good or bad, and how much talent they had, were directly judged by Fuxi Xingchen, and there was no possibility of fraud. ”

It sounds like Fuxi Wenpan should be a testing instrument, whether an article is good or not, whether it can trigger the talent of heaven and earth, how much talent there is, the way of heaven has its own judgment, Yue Heng is more relaxed in his heart, and he remembers some poems and songs, and then he will adapt to it when the time comes.

"Then let me ask again, in addition to writing articles in the examination room and taking the road of orthodox examinations, is there any other way to directly become a child?"

This question is also very important, Yue Heng likes to find a way out first, in case he can't pass the spring exam, he is also eighteen years old, he will definitely not be able to escape the blood sign against ordinary people, that is the road to death!