Chapter 143: End (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
The time for exams always flies quickly.
Facing the exam questions, facing the papers, think about the entry point of the article. Start to solve the problem, first hit the draft, then write the draft, and after the text, you have to write it again word by word. There can not be a single typo, and every word must be written meticulously and neatly......
In such cases, writing itself becomes a chore, which is quite exhausting and exhausting.
Must be serious and focused.
When people enter the state of Rus, the passage of time will be like the flow of water, unconsciously, and there will be no return.
The three days of the exam, as if only three blinks, passed.
When the bell rang, everyone had to get up, get out of the room, line up, and go out.
This is the rule, and if it is violated, it will be punished severely.
Soon, several long lines were formed, and the fatigue of the scholars was fully revealed, and many people couldn't help but yawn constantly. Some of the weaker ones drooped their heads, looking like they were about to fall.
When they left the tribute courtyard in an orderly manner and went outside, everyone was like a fish entering the water, and they immediately became alive.
Regardless of whether you did well or not, at this moment, I had a feeling of relief, let out a long breath, and I wanted to cry a little.
Someone really cried out and choked low, which made people listen to it and feel concerned.
If he has a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, Chen Tang wants to have a crazy "performance art", tear the paper and throw the pen, and then stomp on it a few times to vent......
This exam is really tiring.
Many scholars returned to the inn as soon as possible and had a good night's sleep, while Chen Tang just wanted to find a good place to eat a good meal.
After the Son of Heaven examined, the session ended. The next step is to review and score, the whole process will take more than two months, and by then, it will be almost the New Year.
It is customary to open the list before the end of the year.
In the days of waiting for the opening of the list, the scholars can still stay in the inn, but they have to pay the money. The rest of the time, free to arrange activities, socialize, travel the mountains and rivers, and play as much as you want.
After the exam, people want to relax.
Of course, the premise is that there must be money. Those who are shy in their pockets can only stay obediently in the inn. If you are invited every day, but you don't invite people, you are embarrassed, you can't get by, and it's easy to provoke gossip.
This is where the reader spends a lot of money, and it is difficult to refuse.
Chen Tang did not choose a guest house, first went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of ingredients, and then went to the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is still broken, but the Taoist is still the same.
Chen Tang shook the things he was holding in his hand and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, tonight, I invite you to eat meat." ”
He bought a lot of meat, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, everything, counting, it was enough to have more than ten catties, and the amount was quite sufficient.
The Taoist's eyes lit up, and he only replied with one word: "Good." ”
He is sloppy, but he has a good tongue, and he is quite satisfied with Chen Tang's craftsmanship.
In these years, there are not many people who can cook, especially those who are full of color and flavor, which can be said to be rare, and it is difficult to find them with lanterns.
The Taoist was deeply puzzled by this, thinking that Chen Tang's cooking skills were not ancestral?
Since it is "please", "please" to the end, put down things, and get busy immediately. Kill fish and cut meat, set up a fire and burn charcoal.
In this kind of weather, the most suitable and most convenient is to play the side stove.
It took more than half an hour to get it done, and the two of them sat down and started eating.
There is meat, not wine.
But when he saw the Taoist digging into his sleeve, he took out a jar of old wine, and there was an old red paper pasted on the altar, like a daughter red.
He flicked open the mud seal, and a mellow and rich aroma of wine came out.
"Good wine!"
Chen Tang smelled it and couldn't help but clap his hands and praise.
Whether in his previous life or in this life, he is not a greedy person. However, alcohol is a thing, and when you drink it, it will become a habit and become addictive.
However, good wine is hard to find, so far, Chen Tang has drunk it once when he participated in the Luming banquet in Panzhou, and the taste is really different. He also knew that good wine was expensive, so he never deliberately looked for it and drank it.
Now the Taoist people take out the wine is by no means as simple as good wine, it is likely to contain special nutrients, after drinking it, it will be of great benefit, or it may be able to strengthen a certain aspect of cultivation.
That's why you have to drink more of this wine.
Before drinking, Chen Tang looked at the sleeve of the Taoist again, the legendary "Sleeve Universe", probably so, should belong to a very good supernatural power.
The Taoist didn't talk much, only ate meat and drank wine; seeing this, Chen Tang didn't tremble anymore and buried himself in eating.
Locked up in the examination room for three days, he nibbled on flatbread and drank hot soup every day. Although the soup was hot, it was as light as boiled water, and it was difficult to see a slight oiliness.
It's not that the court is stingy and refuses to give meat to the scholars, it's mainly oily things, and if you eat it in your stomach, it's easy to have problems. If you have gastrointestinal disease and diarrhea, you won't be able to take the test. Therefore, the food of the tribute court was for the sake of the scholars.
However, Chen Tang was not happy without meat, he was forbidden for three days, and his mouth faded out of the bird, and now the big plate of meat is here, of course, the wind and clouds are whirling, and he wants to eat a good meal.
The two sat by the fire, as if they were engaged in a food competition, and their eating appearance was quite indecent.
In the end, the wine was drunk, and there was only some juice left in the pot.
Chen Tang drank three bowls of that jar of wine.
It's not a small bowl, but a wide sea bowl, and each bowl is full of portions.
When this wine first enters the throat, it is soft, pure, not spicy, and does not feel good. When I drank it in my stomach, a hot breath sprouted and spread, and my whole body was warm.
Chen Tang drank and became addicted.
However, at this moment, the wine was churning, and he was a little confused.
Airplanes!
In the Mud Pill Palace, the aura of heaven and man burst out, diluting the drunkenness slightly, he stood up and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, the kid has drunk too much, and go back to the room to sleep." ”
As he spoke, he staggered back to his room, closed the door, groped his way to the bed, took out the sword case from the book, and placed it on the head of the bed, and then the man arrived.
When his head was pillowed on the sword box, in an instant, Chen Tang fell asleep.
Outside the house, the Taoist's eyes were shining, and he muttered: "This scholar, after drinking my three bowls of Zhuangyuan Red, he can still go back to the room to sleep by himself?" ”
The jar of wine he took out has a famous name, called "Zhuangyuan Hong", which is really an old brew and refined with a secret recipe, which is extraordinary, and can be said to be a unique medicinal wine. The taste is excellent, but the stamina is also very fierce, ordinary people, etc., drink a glass, either become a puddle of mud, or will go crazy and talk nonsense.
The wine is strong, the wine effect is not bad, it can nourish the spirit, it can be strong, if it is sold on the market, the price is absolutely sky-high.
Suddenly, the Taoist seemed to have expected something, looked at the messy pots and chopsticks, and snorted: "Do you want to borrow wine to escape and let this way wash the dishes?"
Clapped his hands, ignored it, turned around and went to sleep in the room.