Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 165

The theme of the poem on the first day is Chunjing, and the theme of the article is a passage excerpted from "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Self-sincerity and clarity are called nature. Self-brightness and sincerity are called teaching. Sincerity makes you understand, and understanding makes you sincere."

Compared with the county examination and the government examination, which only test the dictation and interpretation of the Four Books and Five Classics, such questions can be said to be a level deeper.

Not only do you have to understand the meaning, you have to write your own understanding, and you have to say something.

As soon as the test questions came out, all the candidates were thinking hard.

Some people frowned, some lowered their heads in thought, and some looked up at the sky.

After a while, someone started to pick up the brush next to it, dipped the ink on the inkstone, and wrote on the straw paper on the case.

Song Jingyun didn't pick up the pen until half an hour after the exam started. Unlike others who typed the draft first, he wrote directly on the exam paper.

The examination room starts and the officials patrol.

Xuezheng Zhou Yuanjie put his hands behind his back and wandered back and forth in the examination room.

When he saw someone struggling to write, he nodded slightly, but when he saw someone with an ugly face, who had no idea how to write, he was expressionless, and started to write when he saw that he had already written on the answer sheet of the exam paper. Song Jingyun of the answer...

Zhou Yuanjie shook his head.

During the exam, there are regulations on the number of words in each line on the answer sheet, and the written article must not be too large to fit on the answer sheet. Once it exceeds or exceeds the limit, it will be judged as unqualified.

The same is true for typos and smears.

Also because of this, during the exam, when everyone is writing an article, they will make a draft first, make sure it is correct, and then copy it again, so that the handwriting is neat and the paper is neat.

This is almost the default rule during the imperial examination, and everyone strictly abides by it.

Zhou Yuanjie is also used to seeing this kind of situation.

Suddenly seeing such a different...

Either it is a genius who has prepared a draft in his heart and can ensure that he has no mistakes when writing, or a genius who is self-righteous and will actually go into a lot of situations and ruin himself for life.

There are very few geniuses in this world, but there are many stupid ones, and those who can be seen in the college examination are at this age, probably the latter.

There was a sneer at the corner of Zhou Yuanjie's mouth, and he continued to inspect the side with his hands behind his back.

Song Jingyun had no other distractions at this time, and was writing her own article slowly.

The pens provided in the examination room, whether good or bad, are barely usable, and the purpose is to check the calligraphy of each candidate.

Many people are used to the high-quality writing brushes that they have carefully selected, but they are not used to using such brushes at this time, and the written characters are much worse than usual.

And Song Jingyun moved his wrist slightly at this time, and the well-formed small characters in italics jumped on the paper, flowing like clouds and flowing water, as if printed on an engraving block, with neat top, bottom, left, and right sides.

But this is an examination room, and the examinees next to it can't see it. Only the inspectors who pass by from time to time, when they see it, they will stop for a while and let out a sigh.

However, it is useless to write well and neatly.

After all, this is a college exam, and the exam questions are not simple. Such a person who doesn't even have a draft is bound to be a headstrong person, and the articles he wants to write are full of conceit.

When Song Jingyun was unaware, many people secretly shook their heads at him and sighed uncontrollably.

Zhou Yuanjie took a short rest after a week of inspection, chatted with people around him, and asked about the supply of drinking water and food in the examination room.

"Returning to my lord, according to the usual practice, the examination room provides clean water and meals to each candidate three times a day. The meals of ordinary people are rice porridge, steamed buns, and minced meat vegetables for early risers, rice and potato slices for lunch, and shredded pork noodles for dinner. When water is insufficient, it can be refilled.”

"En." Zhou Yuanjie nodded slightly, and finally asked, "Is there someone named Song Jingyun in this examination room, what number is he?"

"Song Jingyun?" The man was taken aback, "Why did your lord ask him?"

"What?" Zhou Yuanjie raised his eyebrows, "Is there something wrong?"

"That's not true." The man shook his head, "This Song Jingyun was the first name in the government examination. Among the scholars who went to the government examination in the entire county, he was the best. Then Song Jingyun didn't make drafts, but answered directly on the test paper..."

"I don't know if I really have a plan in my chest, or because of the name of the government examination head, I am a little bit flustered."

The one who answered the questions directly on the test paper was Song Jingyun?

Zhou Yuanjie was taken aback for a moment, then stroked his chin and began to think.

Mr. Cao is an old friend with him, and he has specially explained that during the hospital examination, within the scope of his authority, he must take care of one or two.

Zhou Yuanjie attached great importance to it at first, and also wanted to see what kind of scholar was able to fall into Mr. Cao's eyes before he passed the college examination.

He never thought that such a person who made him curious was just a blindly confident person.

It seems that Mr. Cao occasionally misses the point.

After returning to Beijing, it's better to talk to him in detail.

Zhou Yuanjie made up his mind, but he still ordered on the surface, "The things that Song Jingyun needs for the exam must be sufficient and delivered in time to ensure that he can pass the exam smoothly."

Although I don't like such a person, since I have already agreed to other people's affairs, it is natural to do so.

"Yes." Although the man didn't understand why Song Jingyun, who was born in a peasant household, was taken care of by Mr. Xuezheng personally, but since it was a matter assigned by Mr. Xuezheng, it must be done well.

When eating, Song Jingyun found that the bowl he ate seemed to be two circles larger than the bowl used in the government test, and the meat slices in the meal were much more than in the government test.

Is it because the people who come to take the exam are all young students, and they will be scholars after the exam, so the college takes special care of the candidates during the exam?

Because he couldn't see the situation of other people in the dormitory, after thinking about it for a while, Song Jingyun felt that it was about the same, so he ate the food and ate it clean.

After lunch, Song Jingyun put away the articles he had written.

It was still early, and he already had an idea of ​​the poem about Chunjing, so he lay down on the table and took a nap for a while.

Therefore, people including Zhou Yuanjie shook their heads and sighed again when they saw Song Jingyun who was sleeping soundly during the afternoon inspection, and then looked at the others who were writing hard.

In the evening, hand in the test papers for the first day, seal the papers and save them, and wait for the marking after the end.

At night, candidates sleep in the dormitories.

People who can't sleep at night toss and turn, some people can barely fall asleep, but they are awakened at any time, and some people are snoring loudly...

Song Jingyun also had some difficulty falling asleep.

　Because of a cold and getting angry, my ears are a little ringing, and my hearing is not very good. Today I went to the Approval Bureau to do business. The window: I went to Sister Baohua to get the documents, and I: I asked for a security guard?Where is the security guard?

　　The hall roared with laughter, and died on the spot...o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)