After the day of the big exam, it was already the last exam in the blink of an eye.

The scholars were all locked up in the number room to do the exam papers. The room is as simple as a latrine, separated by a wooden door. A curtain is placed on the door to summon things in case of emergency.

Zhang Ji, Meng Ye, Yao Jichang and other students all walked into the examination room and entered the number room. The test paper was sent down, and the question was: "The book says: You have great doubts, and you have a plan to deal with your heart, and you want to deal with the secretary, so that the people and turtles will be tested for their violation, so as to judge the good and the bad." ”

Here the scholars began to splash ink and write freely. Wang Hao began to get anxious. Because Emperor Huizong suddenly announced the palace examination, he wanted to check the quality of candidates, and the main purpose was to prevent cheating.

Cheating is also secondary, mostly nepotism. This cadre minister, thousands of people in the high-ranking government, have this and that relatives to take the exam every year. They want to take the exam, but they can't refuse to give it, and no matter how honest the examiner is, he can't withstand wave after wave of forces.

There are even more things that cannot be said clearly, those officials who can't be said, the emperor also has to take care of them, let alone a broken examiner?

So Huizong decided to personally interview those who did well in the exam. As soon as these words came out, many ministers immediately opened their mouths and stammered below. The first to shrug his shoulders was Wang Huang.

He once promised to give Yao Jichang the first place, and the test questions were leaked to Yao Jichang early. I didn't think about it, I can't compare to the emperor.

That didn't work, and he decided to find a different way to get his cousin around. Or the champion is too conspicuous, and if you can be admitted, you can give an official to stabilize it first.

Yao Jichang had already thought carefully before the exam and wrote a lot. I also asked Wang Hao to correct it.

Wang Hao looked at Yao Jichang's question, and smiled, the son can be taught. Whoosh changed the two words, and said: "This champion's text!"

In fact, Yao Jichang is also talented, and it is good to write well, but if you want to stand out among many talented people and get the first, your strength is still a little weak.

This time the Huizong Palace test, Wang Huang said in his heart, the scholars have nothing to rely on, and they all rely on their real skills.

Yao Jichang took the lead in walking out of the room, with a look of ambition.

Meng Ye began to whiten again, only to feel that his brain was empty and his eyes were dizzy. He said in his heart: This time, he will definitely die in this examination room again. Questioner, I'm going to your grandma.

Zhang Ji also ran into some trouble. Carefully examine this topic, it is not difficult to say, but it is not too simple to say that it is simple. It's easy to write, but it's hard to put away.

He pondered for a long time before he began to write. The more I write, the smoother I become, the more open my mind becomes, the pen is like a spring, the text is not added, and the three-page article is also made up.

When the last word "矣" was written, Zhang Ji's heart swelled with pride, pointing out that the most painful moment of the country was nothing more than this. After writing, I dropped my pen, thinking that I was heroic, and when I looked closely, I couldn't help but pat my thigh: this was over, and the ink was thrown on a drop of the rolling paper.

The shining article just now immediately became as low as a waste of ink because of this drop of ink. In his heart, he recalled to his heart with a panic what his predecessors had said countless times: you must keep the rolls clean and tidy. This drop of ink had hurt him.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He felt that the pollution of this drop of ink was worse than that of his dead mother. Mom's death is just like this, I didn't pass the test, but how can I be good?

He wiped his cuffs with a swipe for a while, and even lit saliva to clean up the ink. The drop of ink was a little lighter, but the tail trail became longer and longer, and it became more and more unnatural. This made him even more panicked, and he thought of another sentence: Don't scribble on the test paper, if you are suspected of bribing the person who reads the paper, you will fail.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Ji thought, no matter how scared he is, he can't change it, just fuck it, that's it, and see how it goes. In a fit of rage, he opened the door and walked out of the room.

walked out of the examination room, but saw that Meng Ye, whose eyes were red, had already sat down on the stone pier in front of the entrance of the examination room, waiting for him.

Zhang Ji saw his embarrassed appearance, and knew a thing or two in his heart, so he said, "Brother, why are you here?"

Meng Ye smiled and said: "As soon as I entered, I was really not free, I barely survived these three games, I was uncomfortable, and my heart was bitter, alas!"

Zhang Ji heard him say this, and seduced him into the panic just now, and also told him everything about it, sighed and said: "We will know in two days, we have to return in vain." Go home and wear filial piety!"

Meng Ye said: "You don't care about this, a drop of ink is a fart, as long as the article is well written, those Hanlin bachelors will recommend you like you! You wait for two days to enter the palace to worship the emperor!"

The two of them still went back to the post house, and heard that Yao Jichang's son had already come out, and he was determined to win, and he was very confident. When the two of them heard this, they became nervous. The thought of hitting the wall is gone.

After two days of fear, there were rumors on the street that the list had been published. From the end forward, the gold list is inscribed with this glittering name. Until the fourth place, Yao Jichang, the top three are still vacant.

Zhang Ji Mengye drooped his head, seeing hopelessness, and was ready to pack his luggage and return to his hometown. saw the names of three more people posted on the list: Yang Zhen, Zhou Ang, and Zhang Ji. There is no rank on the names of the three people, and it is rumored by the palace people that the Ming Dynasty entered the palace.

Meng Ye laughed and said, "I've passed the test! I've passed the test!

Zhang Ji also threw away the burden and laughed with Meng Ye. He felt his hands tremble, his heart beat fast, and a sense of joy rushed to his forehead like never before. He didn't drink, but his eyes were drunk and hazy, and his feet were fluttering, as if he was wandering in the spring breeze.

After settling down, Zhang Ji said: "My brother is really auspicious, and his words are really auspicious." It's just that it stands to reason that my brother is more knowledgeable than me, and I'm really ashamed!"

He sounded modest, but he was actually quite conceited. He didn't use the previous "young brother", only "brother", so the difference between those who were admitted and those who didn't was admitted is obvious.

Meng Ye said: "There will be a palace test tomorrow." If you prepare well, you might get an extra try. ”

Zhang Ji said: "What should I prepare?"

Meng Ye said: "The scriptures are almost done, so prepare some other poems!"

Based on his analysis, Zhang Ji began to review his past poems.

When the top three names came out, Yao Jichang, who was already frustrated, was even more annoyed, he beat his chest and patted the gold list viciously. Everyone wants to manage the officials, wants to persuade but doesn't dare to persuade, let this "little Tai Sui" block the eyes of most people.

Cui Lu also came to see these gentlemen, wanting to be happy and do something by the way. He saw the soldiers who were admitted cheering, and his face was also very happy, and he went back to the time when he was admitted to the Royal Sword Academy. Vaguely, he found a few people dressed as showy people staring at him secretly.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Ji, Hangzhou Yang Zhen, and the famous Zhou Ang walked into the splendid hall together.

Zhang Ji had forgotten how he had passed the white jade steps and the vermilion threshold, and all his thoughts were trying to recall the words of the sage.

Huizong said with a smile: "The articles of the three of you are indistinguishable, today I will make a question, you give poems, whose poems are good, is the champion!"

The three of them sang with each other.

The title of Huizong is "The Mood of the Moment".

The famous Zhou Ang took the lead in making a quatrain. Huizong applauded again and again. There is admiration and appreciation in his eyes.

Hangzhou Yang Zhen then made a quatrain, and Huizong clapped his hands again.

Zhang Ji was flustered, and for a long time, a quatrain broke the silence in the hall: "The jasper slanting hairpin is cold, and the rain is long." The thick clouds are all pink, I want to see the spring breeze and am afraid to see Lang!"

This poem is a metaphor for a young woman in the boudoir, and a husband is more than a saint, and the feeling of anticipation comes out spontaneously.

It is said that this poem is well done, and it is also ingenious among the poems of the three people, but Wang Hao has done enough homework and understands the household registration of these three people thoroughly. Zhou Angnai is the younger brother of Concubine Zhou, and Zhang Ji is a native of Xiazhang Village, Jinan Prefecture.

So he praised: "Zhou Ang's poetry is handsome! Yang Zhen is also a talented person." Zhang Ji poetry rookie. ”

Huizong said with a smile: "Lord Wang has good eyesight!" So he handpicked Zhou Ang Zhuangyuan, Yang Zhen Bangyan, and said to Zhang Ji: "You are the third Tanhua!"