The Reborn Duke of Ming Dynasty

After walking for less than two hours, the city wall of Qingyang Mansion was already in sight.Looking at the building that was nearly five centuries ago, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel that time and space are out of order!He straightened his clothes, carried his bag and walked into the city gate.The sergeant who guarded the city knew from his attire that he was a scholar who came to rush for the exam. Recently, many scholars came to the county to take the rural exam, so they didn't stop him.Zhang Fan walked into the city gate under the respectful and envious eyes of the city guards.

This is the first time he saw the street market in Ming Dynasty.Although the weather in the north is cooler, the weather in August is still very hot.The street market is full of people, peddlers are shouting loudly, traffickers and pawns are hurrying, and all kinds of people are busy for their own lives.Zhang Fan looked at these people, although life was a little hard, but they were all full of energy and had many insights in their hearts.Perhaps some changes have taken place in the lives of modern people, but the essence of life has not changed.The rich people above the restaurant are still talking and laughing happily, and the people in the lower class are still busy. Maybe this is called life.At any time, Zhang Fan envies those successful people, no matter whether their success depends on themselves or their elders.Zhang Fan also always believes that he can succeed.

On the street, you can see many people who come to rush for the exam. Some are young like Zhang Fan, some are middle-aged and unsuccessful, and some are in their seventies and eighties, with vicissitudes on their faces and perseverance!Seeing Zhang Fan kept sighing in his heart, the Chinese people really want to be famous and want to be an official!

Since the next day was the time for the township examination, all the inns in Qingyang Mansion were full!Zhang Fan searched for a long time before he found a candidate who was willing to live with him in an inn with poor conditions.The man was from Heshui County, his surname was Wang, he was over 40 years old, and he failed to pass the examination for more than ten years.Zhang Fan saw that he was a little taciturn, so he rested on his own.

Early the next morning, Zhang Fan and Wang Xiucai got up and packed their things.They have to rush to the Qingyang government office to listen to the announcement, and then they can enter the exam.Wang Xiucai seemed a little impatient and left first.Zhang Fan casually ate some breakfast and set off.When I arrived at the gate of the Yamen, I saw a crowd of people, at least more than 500 people!Zhang Fan was really taken aback, he never thought that there are so many talents in such a small Qingyang Mansion!It can be seen how many intellectuals there are in Ming Dynasty!Most of them are over 30 years old, but there are less than ten scholars like Zhang Fan who are only in their teens, which shows the difficulty of the imperial examination in Ming Dynasty.

The government office read out the emperor's imperial examinations and sent them to various places. This year is the first year of Longqing. The emperor amnesty the world and opened the imperial examinations. It is said that there will be 100 more Jinshi. Correspondingly, the number of candidates will also increase.This is really a happy event for the scholars who came to catch the exam, especially those who are older, and many people have smiles on their faces.

Zhang Fan was not very happy. Although many people were admitted, he didn't just need to be admitted!Zhang Fan must get to the top few exams to achieve his goal. It is best to get Jieyuan, so that he will live up to his visit to the Ming Dynasty!Zhang Fan is also full of confidence. He knows what will be tested in this exam in his memory, and he also knows that these things are clearly printed in his mind.Zhang Fan believes that he has the ability to win the crown!

Zhang Fan was drowsy after hearing the long stories of the government office, but many scholars beside him were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Zhang Fan really didn't know what to be excited about, he didn't have that kind of excitement. Unlimited worship of imperial power!

It took an hour, and the government finally finished reading the article on the list. I don't know who wrote it for the emperor. Anyway, it can't be the article written by the emperor himself. All the scholars present knelt down on the ground and shouted long live.Zhang Fan had no choice but to kneel down like the people next to him.He didn't want to make himself too conspicuous, it wouldn't be worth it if he was killed for the crime of ignoring the Holy One again!

All these cutscenes were over, and it was close to noon. Some students were in a hurry to take the exam and hadn’t eaten breakfast. Zhang Fan saw that some people were a little tired. Participating in the provincial examination once, I didn't know that the government office would be so wordy.Those older candidates don't have these problems and are obviously experienced.The students began to enter the examination room.Since there were a lot more people taking the exam this time than before, the indoor exam room couldn't accommodate it, so it was changed to the Fuwei school.Although some scholars think that as an intellectual, it is degrading to take the exam in those high-ranking military schools, but for the sake of getting ahead and their dream of becoming an official, they still accept it gladly.

The scorching sun can't stop the enthusiasm of these talents. Some people are sweating profusely, but they are still persisting.When Zhang Fan had just sent out the test papers, he skimmed through them roughly, and found that there was nothing he didn't understand, and he immediately relaxed.Relying on the calligraphy in this body memory, I answered the questions in a leisurely manner.There were quite a few people with Zhang Fan's look in the examination room, but not many people were truly confident. Most of them were just posturing.

Looking at the test questions, Zhang Fan was a little puzzled.Doesn't it all mean that the imperial examination questions in the dynasty are all brain-dead?Why can't these topics get rid of the shackles of feudal ethics and Confucianism, but they seem to be very reliable. It seems that if you are not familiar with history, you really can't talk nonsense, it will kill people.

There is plenty of time for the exam, and most people are writing hard, fearing that there is not enough time, while some people seem to have encountered some difficulties, frowning and thinking hard.Zhang Fan was still writing his answers leisurely, and would consider the deeper meaning of the questions from time to time.There were a lot of test questions, Zhang Fan answered the questions in a leisurely manner, using the most proficient cursive script, trying to write every word decently.Sometimes I can't help thinking that I have traveled back to the Ming Dynasty but still have to sit in the examination room like a college entrance examination, and I can't help but feel a strange feeling in my heart.

Not long after, Zhang Fan finished his test paper. He checked it habitually, corrected some places that were not enough, and found that there was nothing wrong with it.He looked at the time, it was close to dusk, and there were still nearly two hours before the end of the exam, and he looked at the other candidates around him who were still writing quickly, and sometimes frowning.Zhang Fan already felt a little hungry in his stomach. Obviously, the breakfast he ate in the morning had already been digested. He saw some people who were already hungry and dizzy and insisted on being the "front line" in the examination room. Some admire the spirit of the ancients.But this does not mean that I have to suffer the same crime as them.Zhang Fan looked at the government office where the invigilator was sitting right in front, watched the hundreds of examinees below answering the papers, sipping tea from time to time, and raised his hand when he thought it was almost done, signaling that he had finished his answer.The government office had noticed Zhang Fan a long time ago, and found that the candidate was young, but a little mature, and he was very graceful when answering the questions.He looked through Zhang Fan's records, and at the age of 16, he took the first college examination and passed the examination as a scholar, and he was still No.1. What a formidable young man!Now Zhang Fan handed in the papers earlier, which shows that he is full of confidence!People at that time did not have the modern idea of ​​breaking a jar.The government office signaled to the servants on the side, and the servants came to Zhang Fan's table, signaled Zhang Fan to leave, and then sealed the side with Zhang Fan's name on the spot. In order to prevent fraud, these servants were all illiterate.

Zhang Fan left the center of the examination room. Some examinees didn't look surprised when they saw Zhang Fan handing in the paper ahead of time. Know how to bow your head to answer.

Zhang Fan came to the Fuya without making a sound, and bowed to the Fuya, and the Fuya also saluted him, indicating that Zhang Fan could leave.Zhang Fan turned around and left the school grounds, and walked towards the inn. He didn't see the government office, and after reading Zhang Fan's test paper, he smiled in relief.

After Zhang Fan returned to the inn, he sorted out his things, and then went out to eat. The food in the inn is much more exquisite than the street food outside, but it is also much more expensive. Zhang Fan does not want to spend money on food. Too much overhead.I ordered a bowl of noodles and a plate of beef. This was Zhang Fan's dinner. Zhang Fan, who had been hungry all day, thought it was a rare delicacy, so he ate it whole.The people around looked at him in amazement, not because a scholar was eating on the street, after all, they had seen a lot of poor scholars, but they had never seen a person who looked like a scholar eat like this, wanting to starve to death and reincarnate generally.

Zhang Fan didn't care about the eyes of passers-by at all, and enjoyed his feast in his own way.After eating, Zhang Fan exhaled comfortably, patted his somewhat full stomach, paid the bill and left under the surprised gazes of passers-by.

He walked around the market at dusk, and found some things that were still being sold hundreds of years later, and also saw some things that his grandfather had only mentioned, which felt very fresh.It wasn't until it was getting dark that Qingyang Mansion belonged to the border and there was a curfew at night, so I went back to the inn.

In the guest room, Wang Xiucai was already sitting there wondering what to think.Zhang Fan said hello: "Brother Wang."

"Brother Zhang." Wang Xiucai returned the salute and became silent again.

Zhang Fan saw that he was not in high spirits, maybe there was some problem in the exam, so he didn't want to disturb him, so he lay down on his bunk to rest.He has to go home tomorrow morning. He has been away for two days, so as not to worry about his mother.