A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 82 Sinus Stink
Faced with Song Xuan's proposal, Su Xun hurriedly agreed.

Then he went straight back to the inn and brought his package along with his sword.

When Su Xun took a bath in the evening, he was even more surprised.

He never used a shower.

Compared to taking a bath in a wooden barrel, Su Xun still prefers this kind of shower that is like rain.

Comfortable.

On the night before the exam, the few of them did not cram for the exam, but instead discussed their experiences in the study.

In particular, what Su Xun saw and heard along the way from Sichuan really opened the eyes of Zhang Fangping, who had never traveled far. He expressed envy and wanted to give it a try.

Su Xun also talked about his next study tour plan. He plans to go to Shaanxi and retrace the path that Zhuge Liang failed to take, which may take a long time.

Song Xuan had been listening the whole time. The journey that Zhuge Wuhou had never completed in his lifetime would probably only take three hours.

The other three expressed envy of Su Xun for going out to study at such a young age. They also wanted to go out to study after they were admitted to the academy and achieved some results.

Of course, all this required financial support. Su Xun's father gave him a lot of money. Later, when the Su family fell into financial difficulties, it was Mrs. Su Xun who sold her dowry land and did business, and then she gradually became the richest person in the area.

Su Xun laughed heartily and said that after the exam, he would share some of his experience abroad with everyone.

The most important thing is to practice the skill of identifying people and not be easily fooled.

It was a hot summer day, and there were many people in the study, and the windows on the second floor were not closed.

Shi Jie closed the door tightly and stayed in the room wearing only a single layer of clothing, sweating profusely. He fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan, silently reciting scriptures and making final preparations, determined not to let anyone down.

The occasional sound of Song Xuan and a few others talking and laughing would make Shi Jie feel a little envious.

But then he thought that he was carrying more hopes of his family and must not give up. He suppressed the envy in his heart and closed his eyes.

Because the house Song Xuan bought was not far from the academy, there was no need for everyone to get up early.

After breakfast, Song Xuan and others went out together.

"Tao Hong, if Shi Jie doesn't wake up and call him, don't delay the exam."

"Master, he got up early in the morning and left early."

"Oh, never mind that."

Song Xuan and the other three took their exam baskets, which contained writing brushes, inkstones, registration forms, two bamboo tubes filled with warm water, and three meat buns as lunch.

After checking and confirming that nothing was missing, they went out and headed towards Yingtianfu Academy.

This time, there were huge crowds of people and long queues standing on Zhuangyuan Bridge.

Fan Zhongyan organized students who had been admitted to the college a long time ago. They had all participated in the examination at least once and had a lot of experience in checking the cheating materials.

This time, the students were not asked to undress for inspection. Even if they were admitted to the academy by cheating, their secrets would be exposed when they took the examination in the future.

In the end, it is your own future that is delayed.

The team finally came to the front, and Song Xuan opened the basket for them to check. After a quick look, they did not break the pancakes apart.

In short, basic decency is there.

When he entered Room C, there were already quite a few people there, and Song Xuan smelled an unpleasant odor.

He didn't expect that Shi Jie was also in this room, sitting diagonally behind him.

Well, there is also the Jiumengzi elder brother Shi Yannian who I met once.

Song Xuan held his breath.

He also knew something about the so-called "stinky number", so he found his seat and sat down.

Then he felt the smell getting stronger, his head turned to the left, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Song Xuan suddenly felt a little sympathy for the students who took the same exam as Wang Anshi.

Su Xun, who was sitting on his right, immediately started complaining:
"How can the room smell so bad?"

He made retching sounds and almost vomited out his breakfast.

Su Xun was very disgusted with Wang Anshi, who was already the prime minister, and thought he was very disrespectful to others because Wang Anshi was extremely sloppy and never bathed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, or even changed his clothes.

Not to mention how embarrassing the smell around him was.

The key point is that Wang Anshi was infested with lice but they didn't catch them, and he was allowed to die like Ah Q.

This action made the emperor, who was a bit obsessed with mysophobia, very disgusted, but he couldn't complain to his father's face.

After Wang Anshi finished his meeting with the emperor, he sent a young eunuch to remind him, but Wang Anshi confronted him instead, which made Shenzong very helpless.

At that time, Su Xun was already famous throughout the world, and everyone was a person of status.

Especially since you are the prime minister of the current dynasty, and things have turned out like this, how can people communicate with you?

But no matter who said it, Wang Anshi would not change.

He is still in charge of reform. How can his colleagues communicate with him calmly?

If the old party attacks the new party too much, we can just throw Wang Anshi, the biological weapon, into the old party group to end the debate, right?
"Hahaha."

Facing Su Xun's questioning, the student sitting on Song Xuan's left didn't even say a word of apology, but instead said:
"This is my family tradition. I hope you can be patient."

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that your last name is Wang too?"

"My last name is Dou. Do you know who my father is?"

Song Xuan's eyes showed doubt: "Who is your father? Didn't your mother tell you?"

"Hahaha." Su Xun burst into laughter, causing everyone around him to laugh as well.

Dou Han glared at Song Xuan: "Do you believe I can beat you?"

Song Xuan put down the basket in his hand and rolled up his sleeves:

"What do you say?"

Dou Han saw how powerful Song Xuan was and subconsciously took a half step back, but he didn't lose the battle:
"Listen carefully, my name is Dou Han, and my father, Dou Yuanbin, is a Hanlin scholar of the current dynasty."

The young man spoke.

Many students immediately lowered their voices and started talking.

It is said that during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong, four people were tied together and chanted.

That is "the plum blossoms are fragrant but the noses are stinky".

One fat, one thin, one fragrant, one smelly.

The fat one is Shengdu, who was remembered for his honesty as an official; the thin one is Ding Wei, a southerner who was short and thin, and was the first southerner to be favored by Emperor Zhenzong.

Yixiang refers to Mei Xun. He took a bath every day, washed his hands and face frequently to keep clean, and carried an incense burner with him. He would burn incense while working, letting the fragrance fill his sleeves and robes. His nephew Mei Yaochen was the founder of Song poetry.

The Dou Chou corresponding to Mei Xun is Dou Yuanbin, the grandson of the prime minister of the Later Han Dynasty, but he was so unkempt, never took a bath, and smelled bad all year round.

In this way, he became famous and had the opportunity to be on par with the other three.

Song Xuan listened to Dou Han's proud admission.

Dou Chou was the elegant name of his father.

There was great pride in his words.

There were indeed some things that he couldn't understand.

Is this something to be proud of as a family legacy?

Song Xuan felt that the chances of contracting a disease were very high if he hung out with people like this!

It seems that there were quite a few people in the Song Dynasty who were engaged in abstraction.

Although many students in the room condemned him, the teacher did not say much.

Are those students who are scheduled to take exams near toilets going to give up their bright future by not taking the exams because of a slight smell?
No one expected the father to act like this, not even the son!
Song Xuan withdrew his gaze. He really didn't expect to encounter someone doing such abstract things in his first exam.

It seems that the officials of the Song Dynasty will be normal in the abstract!
(End of this chapter)