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Chapter 584: Examination (513)

As everyone chatted, they followed the team forward and soon arrived at the entrance of the examination hall. Naturally, there were soldiers guarding the place. Although the Boy's Examination was only held once a year, it was the beginning of literature and was very important. Therefore, local officials generally attached great importance to it. On the day of the Boy's Examination, they would definitely be in charge of the Academy of Literature, and a large number of people would be mobilized from the county to guard it.

Li Ming took out the nameplate (admission ticket) and the document issued by Dongjia Village from the box on his back, showed them to the scholar at the door, and opened the box again. Inside was only a bamboo tube filled with water and an opened bag of dry food.

The middle-aged scholar nodded and motioned Li Ming to come in.

But after seeing Fang Yun, he frowned and asked, "Why are you here injured?"

Fang Yun remained calm and just repeated what he had just said to Li Ming. The man did not feel embarrassed and just waved his hand to signal Fang Yun to go in.

After passing the entrance of the examination room, there was a big box. Li Ming reached into the box and took out a note with his examination seat written on it.

This is also a small trick to prevent cheating. Of course, if you really want to cheat, this is the College of Arts, surrounded by talent, and even the nameplate has special features, so it can be determined later whether it is the real person taking the exam.

In short, in the world of literature and Taoism, examinations are the only way to obtain extraordinary powers. In thousands of years of inheritance, all forms of cheating have been eliminated, and one can only take the exam based on one's true abilities.

Fang Yun also drew a note. The two of them sat on the left and right. After saying hello, they separated.

Of course, now is not the time to enter the examination seat directly, but to stand according to the serial number on the note. About half an hour later, all the thousand candidates entered the venue and stood still.

Soldiers and yamen runners stood on both sides of the examinees, local officials stood in front, and at the front of the crowd stood the county magistrate, the president of the county academy, and a scholar from the prefecture who was specifically responsible for inspections.

The next step is to identify the identity of the candidates, and this step requires the use of the literary spirit of the Academy of Literature. Therefore, before the exam, it is necessary to pay homage to the predecessors of the Academy of Literature.

In front of everyone was a rectangular incense burner. Three incense sticks had been lit long ago and were now nearly half burned. A faint fragrance spread throughout the academy.

Behind the incense burner is the holy temple, which naturally houses the saints of all dynasties in the long river of history. Although these saints are gone, their literary spirit lives on.

The county magistrate shouted, "Bow!"

Everyone bowed in unison, and then the county magistrate took out his seal, and the dean of the Academy of Literature next to him also took out his seal. The two looked at each other, nodded together, and then spoke at the same time.

"Please read the Holy Mantra!"

After the three words were spoken, the seals in the hands of the two men suddenly shone brightly, and a visible orange-yellow aura emerged from the temple, then transformed into star-like balls of light and moved towards everyone below.

This ball of light finally fell on everyone's nameplate, and then reflected a faint white light.

The three examiners turned around and looked, and nodded in unison when they saw that there was no disturbance at all. If someone was impersonating someone else or there was a lich spy or something like that, they would be discovered immediately. Of course, this had never happened in all these years, but it was just a routine step to be on the safe side.

Then, the inspector of the provincial academy of literature began to read out the rules of the examination room. They were all commonplace things, basically saying that under the Holy Spirit, cheating is forbidden, and anyone caught cheating will have their scores cancelled and will be banned from taking exams for life.

Finally, the county magistrate announced the start of the examination, and the candidates walked into their examination seats under the escort of the teachers of the Academy of Literature and many yamen runners.

Since the boy's exam has the largest number of students, there are no separate examination rooms. Fifteen people are placed in a classroom with three rows and five columns.

It was spacious enough, but when it came time for the provincial examinations, each student took the exam for the rank of scholar. Although each student had their own small room, it was still very cramped. Perhaps because the students were not yet high-ranking, the examination rooms were not very user-friendly, and the exam lasted for three days. This meant that the students had already been nurtured by the culture and were much stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, they would not have been able to withstand such a difficult exam.

A provincial examination is no less than a three-day long-distance race, and some people even die in the examination room.

After everyone sat down, a while later, footsteps were heard outside. A yamen runner brought a stack of test papers with a bright yellow seal on top, which clearly indicated the presence of literary power.

Another half a quarter of an hour later, everyone heard the county magistrate shout.

"The exam begins!"

Then, streams of light shot out from the holy temple and illuminated the test papers in each examination room, and the seal disappeared.

Then the test papers floated up spontaneously, one stack after another, as if held up by invisible hands, and finally fell in front of each candidate.

Some candidates who saw it for the first time couldn't help but gasp and marvel at it. This is the power of literature!
The only extraordinary system in this world may not be as good as the martial arts and magic of the gods, but it also has its merits!

Taking the test paper, feeling the remaining literary atmosphere on it, Li Ming smiled lightly and murmured in his heart.

"Wen Qi, what a strange yet familiar power!"

I looked at the first volume first. At first glance, it was indeed about reciting classics and filling in the blanks.

This paper does not test the interpretation of classics, but only tests memory. As long as your memory is strong enough, you can even get full marks.

Of course, this is actually very difficult to achieve. As the first volume has the highest score weight in the boy's exam, it is obvious that the examiner cannot let all those who memorize by rote get full marks, so there will still be some questions that widen the score gap.

After all, there are too many classics in this world, and the acquisition of knowledge is not as convenient as on the Blue Star. Many books are very valuable. Of course, these questions are the ones that make the difference, and there are not many of them.

Li Ming only took a quick look and already had an idea in his mind, so he skipped the question and read the second volume.

The second volume is about discussion. It gives a specific example and asks you to analyze and comment on it, expressing your thoughts and values, etc. However, after thousands of years, it has become nothing new. Even teachers in some academies can predict the exam questions based on the context of past exam questions, and their predictions are very accurate.

The third paper asks candidates to write an essay in any style, including poetry.

This is just the test for boys. When it comes to the provincial examination for scholars, the difficulty will increase by more than ten times. The difficulty of memorizing the classics is all due to the fragments of scriptures in the corners and corners.

The arguments are varied, and the final article has to describe the avenue of literature, which is even more difficult than climbing to the sky. I wonder how many students have taken exams for their entire lives but still remain just old students.

Apart from having subtle spiritual energy to nourish the body, he is no different from an ordinary person.

Only by obtaining the rank of scholar can one be considered to have the foundation to use the extraordinary power of literary energy.

(End of this chapter)