An Chuxia took out the exam paper from the oily leather bag containing the dossier, and looked at ten lines at a glance, and her expression became more relaxed after reading it.

Obviously, she has a good idea of these questions.

The first session is mainly to test the scriptures and the content of the four books and five classics.

An Chuxia guessed that if nothing else, the second session was poetry and practical stylistic writing.

The third session focuses on the future of the country and their own aspirations from their own perspective.

These are all questions that must be tested in each township examination and general examination, but the content of each examination changes.

An Chuxia remembered where he had seen it in his previous life, it seemed that in some dynasties, in the imperial examinations, he could come out and rest for a night between the first and second and third exams.

However, the imperial examination system of the Tanglin Dynasty that I wore was different, and I could take a day off in the middle, but I couldn't go out of the examination room.

To An Chuxia's disappointment, her body was too good, and her nose was cleared after taking the pill for two days.

Three days later, after the first exam, An Chuxia put the finished papers into the paper bag after careful inspection, and waited until the invigilator came to seal the mouth of the first paper bag, and she could go out and walk around.

As soon as you arrive, the invigilator begins to seal the exam papers.

After the invigilator sealed the exam papers, An Chuxia put the roll bag containing the papers into the innermost part of the bag and hid it.

Hurriedly walked to a place where he couldn't smell the end of the alley, pulled out the two pieces of silk cloth stuffed in his nose, and took a deep breath.

Although the smell here is also not very good, compared to the smell of feces and urine wafting from the alley, An Chuxia feels that the air here is already fresh.

One after another, students finished sealing their exam papers and ran out of the number building at the end of their alleys, just like there were floods and beasts there, which made people want to escape.

There is an invigilator standing every few steps away in the entire examination room, and students are allowed to come out after the first test.

Everyone didn't dare to talk to each other, and they all stood far away and stretched their stiff bodies.

An Chuxia stood there and was surprised when she saw the person coming out of the house closest to the alley, known as the dung number.

Xu Xuezhen! What a coincidence.

Looking at her sallow face, she should have been smoked a lot these days.

I'm afraid that the house is so close to the end of the alley, and it is not good to eat and sleep.

Seeing her walk fluttering, she finished the first exam and that's it, and it's hard to say whether the remaining two exams can last.

Of course, Xu Xuezhen also saw An Chuxia, her slightly gloomy eyes flashed, and then she walked to the other side of the ventilation and stood there.

An Chuxia retracted her gaze and looked around, but she didn't see Gu Fangmiao, her number should not be in this passage.

Even among her dozen or so senior brothers, An Chuxia didn't see any of them.

This is also very normal, thousands of candidates, the chance of meeting this is too small.

It's already dark, and if I don't want to go back to my house, An Chuxia has to go back.

An Chuxia, who was walking back, suddenly stopped when he passed by the two houses next to him.

She looked at Mo Ziluo, whose face was haggard and pale, and she didn't know what he had experienced in the past three days, how he looked like he had been ravaged by others.

Mo Ziluo felt that there was someone in front of him, and when he raised his eyes and saw An Chuxia, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

An Chuxia nodded to him, glanced at the invigilator standing not far away, and walked back to his house without saying anything.

Then she began to wash the polished rice and put it on the stove to boil porridge, and took out a handful of jerky and threw it in, this time she cooked more.

After the porridge was boiled, An Chuxia filled a full bowl, threw in some pickled radish strips on it, and held a dozen or so small pills in his hand.

Then under the attention of the invigilator, he went to the second room apart, put it on Mo Ziluo's desk, and left without saying a word.

An Chuxia dared to do this because the first exam had already been completed, and the roll bag had been sealed.

At this time, if you want to cheat, you can only tear open the mouth of the sealed scroll, and the exam paper will be invalid.

At this time, whoever chooses to cheat will be equivalent to withdrawing from this examination, and will be sent back to his hometown, have his existing fame revoked, and will not be allowed to participate in the imperial examination for life.

With such serious consequences, as long as you are not a fool, you will not do anything superfluous.

So at this time, the invigilator will not control too strictly, as long as he doesn't go back and forth to gather and chat, he generally won't care.

Mo Ziluo looked at the pickled vegetable and meat porridge on the desk, there seemed to be a mist flashing in his eyes, and then he slowly took a sip of it, and the warm porridge flowed into his stomach, making him sigh comfortably.

The pastries and food he brought were broken into pieces by the searching officials, and Mo Ziluo couldn't eat them when he saw them.

The food in the examination room is also difficult for the eldest young master to swallow, and if he has not starved to death in the past three days, he is already considered strong.

Mo Ziluo thought that Senior Sister An had sent him a bowl of porridge here, which simply saved his life.

Looking at the more than a dozen pills on the table, Mo Ziluo lowered his eyes and hid the beating in his heart.

In August, it was still very hot in the south during the day, and it was a little cold at night, so I took out the thick blanket and covered it in early summer that night.

The next day is the day of rest after the first exam.

An Chuxia wrapped some pickled dried radish, flour from polished rice and oats, and dried meat to Mo Ziluo, and in the increasingly stern eyes of the invigilator, he hurriedly explained a few words and retreated.

When An Chuxia saw Mo Ziluo's face so ugly, she thought that he should be hungry.

After getting along with each other in an academy for so long, An Chuxia had already discovered that Mo Ziluo was not only a high-minded person, but also had some cleanliness habits.

It is conceivable that the food that has been touched and rubbed by people may not be able to swallow it, so it is the appearance of lying on the desk with a pale face before.

After a day of rest in between, the second exam officially began the next day.

As expected by An Chuxia, the test is poetry and practical style writing.

Three days later, the second test was completed, and there was still a day off during the period.

Then the third test was also the last one of the township exams.

Now the faces of all the candidates have become pale and weak, including An Chuxia.

If she hadn't been near the end of the alley, the situation might have been better, after all, whoever is in this kind of environment is also difficult to eat and sleep well.

Plus the double consumption of energy and body on the exam.

Even An Chuxia often uses jerky as a snack to replenish energy, and at the end of the exam, he also feels a little tired.

But fortunately, this body has good physical strength, and she practices sanda and martial arts whenever she has time after wearing it.

The physical foundation is good, even if the spirit is not good at the end of the exam, An Chuxia also washes his face with cold water and keeps his head to answer the questions in a clear situation.

Other students may focus most of their energy on the first and second exams, and they don't pay much attention to the third exam, thinking that it is "empty talk." ”

It does not carry much weight in the imperial examination.

An Chuxia didn't think so, in the classics and historical books she had read, the policies of the past dynasties and dynasties should not be as inrelevant as other students thought in the imperial examination.

With such an insight, the whole article was written very carefully in the early summer.

After the three township exams, An Chuxia finally put down the brush.

Carefully check the neatness of the volume, whether there are any missing words, and whether it has violated the taboo of the royal family and His Holiness.