I served as an admonisher in the Song Dynasty

Chapter 77: Is my great Song Dynasty candidate proud?
Near noon.

The Zhongshu Province issued an edict: From now on, those who participate in the imperial examination will be exempted from dismissal.

As soon as this edict came out, the literati in Bianjing were all ecstatic and rushed to tell each other.

This is equivalent to passing through one less gate of hell.

The disciples are naturally happy.

At this moment, the hundreds of candidates who were sitting in meditation in front of Xuande Gate also heard the news, and they couldn't help but be excited.

They feel that this is the result of their meditation.

They have begun to fantasize.

Next, a certain husband will definitely come to implore them to get up, and then try his best to meet their requests.

Fang Sheng, a student from the Imperial College, looked at the towering Xuande Tower in front of him. He couldn't help but puff out his chest and murmured: "I should take the lead."

As long as he can make Ouyang Xiu lose his position as examiner, he will have completed the task assigned by Xia Song.

Fang Sheng couldn't help but rub his sore thigh.

They have been sitting in silence in front of Xuande Tower for nearly two hours.

In addition to numbness in my legs, I was also a little hungry.

But it was a sit-in demonstration after all, and the Forbidden Army soldiers on the tower and the people around were watching!
They cannot eat and drink at will, and they cannot talk too much.

Even if you go to the hut, you must leave quickly and return quickly.

Otherwise, what else is called sitting in meditation to clarify one's ambitions?
"Everyone, if you keep insisting, someone will soon come to implore us to get up. Then we must pretend to be colder. Only in this way can we gain the upper hand in negotiations!" Fang Sheng said in a low voice.

The students behind them all nodded, feeling that they were only one step away from victory.

……

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

from noon to noon.

The stomachs of the students began to growl.

Many people were hungry and thirsty, but still no official came.

And about ten meters away from them, there were two imperial city guards sitting there, obviously supervising them.

This makes them very uncomfortable.

They didn't dare to bend down or speak. They sat upright like stone statues to show their ambition.

Sitting quietly in Xuande Tower is disrespectful.

If they don't show enough manners, they will definitely make people laugh.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, the sun sets in the west and it is dusk.

The people who were watching the excitement around were tired and left.

Some officials even took a detour and simply dismissed them as air.

Zhao Zhen has set a rule that no official is allowed to approach these works.

Xia Song and Wang Gongchen could no longer communicate with them.

The two guards from the Imperial City Division were Zhao Zhen's trusted aides.

Just as night falls.

Two medical officers suddenly set up a table more than ten meters away from them.

There are also some medicine bottles placed on it.

Next to the medical officer, several emergency vehicles were pulled up, with shovels, straw mats, hemp ropes, etc. on the vehicles.

The candidates immediately panicked.

Taiping cars have no hood and are mostly used to transport goods and even corpses.

This combination is obviously telling everyone: You can just meditate. If you are sick, a medical officer will diagnose and treat you. If you die, someone will take you away and bury you.

At this time.

One of the officials next to Fang Sheng whispered: "Brother Fang, this... this situation is not right. Is the official... angry? Do you want us to fend for ourselves?"

Fang Sheng also felt guilty and licked his lips.

"It's impossible. Our dynasty has always treated scholars favorably, and it's impossible for officials to treat us like that!"

Juzi on the other side said: "But...but...this posture obviously requires us to die to express our will!" To express our will through death.

Hearing these four words, the people around him panicked.

Although the Xuandemen sit-in represents the need to die to clarify one's ambitions, everyone knows that officials will not punish them, so they have the courage to do so.

Before the sit-in, Fang Sheng also promised that with Xia Shuxiang cheering for everyone, everyone would not even miss lunch that day after the sit-in.

But now, dinner has been delayed.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Fang Sheng said impatiently, feeling confused.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
At this moment, the lights on Xuande Tower suddenly became brighter, reflecting on the faces of every Tai student.

Suddenly, the students sat up straight and did not dare to speak any more.

After about half an hour, some people couldn't sit still.

"I...I think even if I take the Taixue Ti exam, I may not be able to pass the Jinshi. Sitting here, I... might as well go home and read a few more articles to prepare for the exam!"

After saying that, the imperial student quietly crawled towards the back.

After climbing a few steps, he quickly ran towards the distance.

With the first one, the second one, and the third one, the psychological pressure will be reduced.

"Brother Fang, I have an urgent need to urinate. I'm going to relieve myself first. I'll be back soon!"

"The night is dark and windy, and the weather is getting colder and colder. If you sit down again, you will easily get cold. It would be terrible if you can't take the provincial exam!"

"Everyone, I'm going back first. If this matter reaches my father's ears, I'm afraid I will be beaten."

……

Not long after, more than ten people ran behind.

At this moment, in a luxurious mansion.

Two beautiful girls aged [-] or [-] were pinching Xia Song's feet.

Xia Song's favorite thing is to think while pinching her feet.

At this moment, his feet had been pinched for more than half an hour.

There were beads of sweat hanging on the faces of the two girls. They were obviously tired, but they didn't dare to stop.

On the side, the housekeeper of the Xia Mansion stood respectfully, waiting for Xia Song's instructions at any time.

After about a quarter of an hour.

Xia Song waved his hands slightly, and the two young girls immediately stepped aside.

The housekeeper of the Xia Mansion walked up to Xia Song respectfully and then bowed his head.

Those who can serve Xia Song must undergo rigorous training.

They had to react correctly to Xia Song's look or movement, otherwise they would be severely punished.

"You go find some old and weak people and ask them to go to Xuandemen tomorrow morning with rice porridge and steamed buns. You have to go with the slogan of feeling sorry for the emperor, and you have to shout about the benevolence of officials. You will not let the Song Dynasty be good. Erlang suffered such a crime..."

"Even if I can't pull Ouyang Xiu down, I still want Su Liangchi to get out of Xuandemen!" Xia Song said through gritted teeth.

"I understand!" The butler nodded respectfully.

In the past, when Fan Zhongyan, Fu Bi, Cai Xiang and others were in court, they did not make Xia Song so embarrassed.

He has regarded Su Liang as the person he hates the most in his life besides Shi Jie.

……

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.

Su Liang and Tang Jie got up early and ran towards Xuandemen together.

The two also made a bet.

"Brother Zifang, if there are less than 50 people, Fan Lou will treat me to you tonight!"

Tang Jie said confidently: "No problem. Jing Ming, although I sometimes have different opinions, I still have the backbone I should have. I guess at least 50 people can persist until the third day."

Su Liang shook his head slightly.

"Real arrogant people are studying indoors. They can't bear the hardships of these actions!"

A quarter of an hour later, the two came to Xuande Gate.

At this time, the frost had not dissipated and the fog was filled. They could not see more than two or three meters away, and the two of them strode towards the inside.

　Thanks to book friend Shanyou for the tip, thank you very much!
　　
　
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