And after returning home, in addition to Xingle to play at his own house, he can be with jujube cake and Ah Huang. When eating, the jujube cake is grazing on the side, and you can hold the rice, and Ah Huang is watching from the side, waiting to share the remaining half with him. When sleeping, Ah Huang lies on the side of the bed, and the jujube cake lies outside the door.

Two years passed in a flash, and on the eve of the imperial examination, the school unified the registration of candidates. In order to facilitate the imperial examination, the imperial court changed the entrance examination to the unified examination of various regions, and directly used it as the final assessment score of the examination. The exam was fortunately held in this county, which may have something to do with the ability of the county magistrate. Dozens of officials and hundreds of officers and soldiers led by the governor of this province supervised the examination, and the momentum was unprecedented in the county.

You can take Ah Huang and jujube cake to grandma's grave, and you can go up and pull out the sparse weeds. He stood without saying a word, stood for a long time, and then turned around and left with Ah Huang Jujube Cake. At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing, and the clothes and hair that could be blown up by the wind had the smell of a ronin.

On the day of the imperial examination, you can come to the county with Xingle. Because the jujube cake walks slowly, Xingle can set off very early on horseback, and they also hold books for the final review along the way.

The county is crowded with people, all new faces from all over the province, and the smell of books has never been so strong, attracting all businessmen from all over the country. Restaurants, inns, and brothels have opened one after another, and business is booming, and others don't care how well they do in the exam or whether they can make the list, but they just know that it is full of business opportunities. The dishes that the governor ate became famous dishes, the places where the governor lived became famous families, and the women that the governor slept with became famous prostitutes. The noisy and noisy sound is mixed with the smell of books, rice, wine, rouge, and all kinds of incense.

But the room was unusually quiet, and anyone who made a noise would be expelled from the room for disturbing the order of the room and would be disqualified from the imperial examination for the next three years.

There are a total of hundreds of examination rooms, each with 40 people, and about 5,000 people take the exam. You can say goodbye at the intersection and go to your own examination room separately if you are not in the same examination room as Xingle.

Each candidate who registers has his or her own number, which indicates the number of the test room, and takes a seat before the test, and if they are late or cheating, they will be disqualified from the test. It can be the twentieth place in the 33rd examination room, which is exactly in the middle of the examination room.

The examination room is divided into two rows, each row of 20 seats, and the adjacent ones are separated by white cloths. Inside there was a bookcase, a chair with an inkstone on it, there was enough ink in it, and the pen came with it. According to the regulations, each candidate can only bring a pen into the examination room, but as long as they bring items unrelated to the examination, the invigilator will also turn a blind eye. Because many people have all kinds of quirks, such as liking to drink during exams, they can be literate, they like to eat cakes to satisfy their hunger, in order to really select talents, these are also allowed, as long as no cheating is found.

You can sit still and wait for the proposition.

The exam began, when a man walked up to the crowd, shouted the word, "Wall!" and walked away. The person standing next to him lit a stick of incense, "The exam begins!" The exam is the time for one stick of incense, and the paper will be collected after one stick of incense. ”

At this time, the candidates are confused, "wall", "strong"? Chinese characters are broad and profound, which is strong, which wall, what kind of test question is this?

It can be the same, in an instant, Confucius, Mencius, Laozi, Zhuangzi, all kinds of scriptures, "Book of Songs", "Book of Filial Piety", "Tao Te Ching" all kinds of scriptures rolled in my head, but I didn't think of anything related to the "wall". I picked up the pen and put it down, picked it up and put it down, sighed and thoughtless, and simply dropped the pen after a few times.

At this time, there was a war without gunpowder in the examination room, and someone took out a cake from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth in front of the invigilator who was walking around the examination room. This is called preemptive strike, and what is taken out in front of the invigilator will have a much smaller chance of being suspected of cheating. After a few bites, as soon as the invigilator left, he took out a note from it, which was a cheat sheet written in advance, and immediately stuffed it into his cuff and secretly looked at it.

Suddenly, there was a sound of smashing things from the corner, and immediately a person was dragged out by the examiner, his clothes were open, and dense words were written on them, and the same was true on his stomach. When the person who eats the bread looks at it, he shuddered, the bread is still in his mouth, and the note falls to the ground. This action could not escape the eyes of the invigilator, and it was immediately realized that something seemed wrong with this person. The bread eater was in a cold sweat, his mouth was still holding the cake, and he slowly moved his feet to step on the note.

Half of the incense has been burned, and I can be a little more irritable in my helplessness, but I blame myself for being incompetent, I have been idle for too long before, and I can't write now. Just when everyone else was about to fill a piece of paper, the candidate on the opposite side still didn't start writing.

You can see a pile of rice on his bookcase from a distance, and I think that I really deserve to be a master, half of the time of the exam has passed, but I haven't written a word but I am still as calm as water, not moving at all, and I am studying the rice in front of me without distraction. I was just trying to look more carefully, and suddenly I heard the sound of the bookcase falling to the ground next to me, and then I saw a person in front of me still holding a piece of cake in his mouth, which was directly taken out by the examiner. The invigilator walked to the master who was watching rice on the opposite side, put his hands behind his back, and paced on the side for a long time, probably he didn't guess what he was doing, so he walked away boringly.

Seeing that the incense is getting shorter and shorter, it is about to burn out, and no one can save himself at a critical time. You can look up at the sky, the air in the county is filled with all kinds of smells, the sky is gray and you feel like there is a layer of smoke shrouded in it, and you can't see the sun clearly in broad daylight. He closed his eyes, took a long breath, slowly exhaled it, lowered his head, and wrote hard, and soon finished writing. Put down the pen and look up, the master on the opposite side has already written a full piece of paper, and can't help but sigh, there are really people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

At the end of the exam, you can see the same heavy joy with a heavy heart.

"Xingle, how did you do in the exam?"

Xingle shook his head and sighed, "It's hopeless......"

"It's okay, we'll come back next year, I'll just write a sentence!"

Xingle looked up at it and couldn't help laughing, "I only wrote one sentence, haha!"

"Haha!"

"Well, we'll come back next year!"

After walking out of the examination room, they immediately rode on their horses and rushed home, because the jujube cake was too slow, and they would have to walk at night when they returned late. You can talk and laugh with Xingle along the way, and when you are miserable, you don't feel so miserable when you find that the people around you are as miserable as yourself, but you are very happy. And when I feel that I am doing well, I find that the people around me are doing as well as myself, and I feel that I am not so happy. Probably everyone has a schadenfreude mentality.