At the end of the year, the county school public examination came as scheduled.
Candidates from Jinshi Zhai and Jingsheng Zhai in the county school take the exam together.
The Xianshi Hall and the left and right verandahs are designated for the Jinshizhai candidates' examination, while the examination room for the Jingshengzhai is... the dining hall!
Just like the food in this restaurant is divided into first, second and third grades. There are also distinctions between Jinshi and Jingsheng, but Zhang Yue, Guo Lin and others have long been accustomed to these.
The night before the public examination, since it was set up as an examination room, all living beings went straight to the dining hall to get their rice bowls and returned to their studios to eat.
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin took the rice bowls and returned to the studio on the mountain. Along the way, they saw Jinshi and Confucian students carrying boxes up the mountain, and some went to the pavilion.
From the people walking around in muffled voices, it can be seen that everyone in Zhang Yue is under a lot of pressure.
The two senior brothers finished their meal in the studio.
Guo Lin said: "Junior brother, let's go for a walk."
Zhang Yue said: "Senior brother, I also told you that you have to study for another half night, and you will have the big exam tomorrow."
Guo Lindao: "After studying for more than half a year, this night is still the best."
"That's fine!"
When the two brothers were walking in the back mountain, night had fallen and the lights on the mountain had been lit.
The monks in the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain also started night classes.
The sky was very clear that night. I didn't know when I looked back, but I saw a galaxy hanging above their heads.
Zhang Yue thought to himself that in ancient times, even if the weather was good, you could see such stars in winter.
"After the public examination, I went home to celebrate the New Year. I'm afraid I won't be able to watch the night view on the mountain with my junior brother."
Zhang Yue couldn't help but said after hearing this: "Brother, I'm so cold."
Guo Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior brother, I want to say thank you for taking care of me. Otherwise, I don't know how I would have survived these past six months..."
"I'm dull, I haven't seen the world, I make a lot of jokes, and I rely on my junior brother to take care of me..."
"At first, I was afraid of being looked down upon by others when I ate third-class food, but later I found out... I was afraid of being looked down upon by others, not because of my third-class food..."
Zhang Yue was surprised in his heart why Guo Lin talked so much.
"Junior brother, when I went to buy pens last month, I met Sanniang."
"Oh?" Zhang Yue was surprised and said, "Senior Brother, you are so tight-lipped," "Then what?"
"Sanniang is married... I didn't see her official, but she was served by a maid and an old woman. Sanniang looked very good... I told Sanniang about getting admitted to the county school, and Sanniang smiled. She told me that she already knew it and was very happy for me. She said that I was the most studious person she had ever met, and that all the hard work paid off..."
Zhang Yue couldn't help but sigh, Miao Sanniang is getting married, didn't she agree to treat them to a wedding banquet?
"... I was speechless at the time, but my original intention was to tell her personally that I was admitted to the county school... When I was young, only my junior brother and Sanniang always treated me as before... Dad said I had I didn’t believe in the importance of human life, but when I met my junior brother and Sanniang, I realized... you are all my nobles..."
Guo Lin laughed while talking, but kept wiping tears and nose on his face with his sleeves.
Zhang Yue raised his head and looked at Xinghe, but he wondered if Guo Lin was using this method to relieve him of exam stress.
"Now that Sanniang has married the right man, she has got her wish. I am very happy for her. And junior brother, you...should also get your wish."
Zhang Yue said hurriedly: "Senior brother, stop it, my life-long event... you must not worry about it..."
Guo Lin wiped away his tears and said: "Junior brother, then you can take the exam well. You are different from me. I study for three to five days to be as good as you for one day. When you said you wanted to leave Fujian, I always believed it! I I think you’ll get what you want.”
Zhang Yue said: "Senior brother, let's encourage each other with a sentence from Wang Jiefu's article about Zhizhou!"
The two of them walked to a gravel patch.
Zhang Yue used his foot as a pen to write: "Those who have tried their best and failed to achieve it can have no regrets. Who can ridicule him?"
Zhang Yue looked up to the sky and said, "This is what I got from the rest!"
Guo Lin was silent for a moment and said: "Junior brother, you really love his articles!"
Zhang Yue said with a smile: "It's not just his articles. If you can't go out to Fujian and meet Wang Jiefu, the governor of the state, it will be a real regret in your life!"
It was not in vain that I had memorized so many of his poems and articles in Chinese language classes in my previous life.
But right now, the distance between the two of them is just as far away as the river of stars in the sky between themselves and themselves.
The first day of the public examination, the first Analects of Confucius.
The second transaction.
The third weekly ceremony.
It just so happens that these are what Zhang Yue is best at.
This would be a good start.
The food in the dining hall has also been changed to steamed buns, steamed buns and steamed buns, as well as a large bowl of rice porridge with a clearly visible bottom.
The economic students were all standing or squatting in the dining hall, drinking porridge and nibbling pancakes, steamed buns and steamed buns, while some were gulping down porridge.
Zhang Yue couldn't help but complain when he saw this. What should he do if he drinks porridge like this and pays homage frequently?
After everyone finished eating, they threw their rice bowls into the basket, wiped their mouths, and then picked up the book box and entered the dining hall to take the exam.
In the dining hall, every candidate sat one foot apart.
As soon as everyone sat down, they quickly ground their ink and took out the test strips. This test paper is an examination paper and must be prepared by the candidates themselves.
Because the public examination accounts are handled by the county, and the stingy government will not pay for this for you, candidates must use their own paper.
The test paper must be returned to the candidate after being stamped by the county government office, and the candidate will take it out when taking the exam.
This is not only true for public examinations, but also for state examinations.
However, the test is a nameless system, the test paper must be bound, and the examinee must glue his family status on the front of the test paper, and finally the government will stamp it. In short, there is a set of cumbersome rules.
Candidates are unable to do it themselves, and it is usually handled by a 'bookstore'. There were two levels of bookstores in the Song Dynasty. One level was dedicated to selling books, and the other level was somewhat similar to today's "notary office" and was also responsible for binding candidates' test papers, but it had many complications and disadvantages.
For example, if the test paper of the nameless system needs to be sealed and sealed by the government, the bookstore will make manipulations in the binding of the test paper so that the seal and the test paper are not tightly bonded, causing the government to use the seal incompletely. Changeling.
County school public examinations are not anonymous, so they do not need to be handled by bookstores.
However, the test papers are all stamped by the government before the exam, and there is no extra one. If you accidentally miss one, you won’t know how you will cry when the time comes.
Because there were eleven exams to be taken, there was a pile of paper in Zhang Yue's bookcase that was all about writing on these eleven exams.
When Zhang Yue saw so much paper, anyone else would have taken a breath. Let alone writing silently, it would be difficult to finish copying so much paper even if it took three days.
Soon the papers with the test questions printed on them were distributed.
The content of the scriptures can be written directly on the paper, but the Mo Yi and Da Yi must be written on the test paper prepared by oneself.
Zhang Yue saw the first question of Tie Jing first.
Zigong asked: "Which one is virtuous?"
In The Analects of Confucius, Zigong appears a lot, but only asks a few questions.
Zhang Yue wrote without hesitation that teachers and businessmen are the same. His master was Zi Zhang, and Shang was Zi Xia. It is not difficult to write "teacher and business", but some people may miss a "ye".
Zhang Yue's pen continued to write, each scene contains one hundred lines of scripture, fifty lines of ink meaning, and ten lines of great meaning.
Generally, the answer is completed within two hours, but if you cannot finish the answer, you are allowed to continue writing.
The question is not difficult, just understand the examiner's occasional thoughts. The hard question is how do you finish writing it? There is also the issue of physical energy.
Zhang Yue didn't panic at all!
While the students on both sides were scratching their heads, Zhang Yue had already handed in the paper half an hour in advance and even checked it over.
All the candidates were amazed.
"The Analects of Confucius is so difficult that even Shozaburo can't understand it..."
"What do you think? Is he the same as you?"
"Sanlang is so awesome!"
"Could it be that out of nine and eleven sessions, he wants to be the first in the series!"
"Hey mother, why are there so many differences between people?"
Completed the first Analects exam.
Zhang Yue quickly walked back to the studio, ate some ring cakes, drank a ladle of cold water, and then lay down on the bed for a while. Guo Lin will wake him up later for the next exam.
When the drums sounded in the afternoon and the I Ching came to the examination room, Zhang Yue was already sitting in the examination room full of energy.
The Analects of Confucius must be tested by many old people, but the number of people in the I Ching field is much smaller, and the number of people in the I Ching Xiaojing is less than one-third.
Zhang Yue was still writing hard. Halfway through writing, he suddenly heard someone coughing behind him.
Zhang Yue heard a classmate whisper: "Sanlang, please move your hand. I will be grateful in this life!"
Zhang Yue shook his head and ignored it.
The classmate was about to be disappointed when he saw Zhang Yue waiting for the supervisor to leave, then turning over a written paper and spreading it aside.
"Sanlang is such a righteous man!" the other party said gratefully.
Zhang Yue was speechless.
After another half moment, Zhang Yue spread out another written paper...
While Zhang Yue was writing furiously, Hu Xuezheng had accompanied Assistant Professor Sun to the food hall examination room.
"Assistant Professor Sun, this is Zhang Yue Zhang Sanlang! He is the only one who has to take eleven exams this time." Hu Xuezheng said to Assistant Professor Sun.
Assistant Professor Sun thought to himself, "Of course I understand nonsense."
Assistant Professor Sun looked at Zhang Yue and couldn't help but said, "We haven't seen him for half a year, and this boy is calmer than last time, and he seems to be more confident."
"Let me take a look!"
"As you wish!"
But when he saw Assistant Professor Sun, Hu Xuezheng bypassed everyone and went straight to Zhang Yue's table.
Following Assistant Professor Sun, Hu Xuezheng exited. The students in the audience were in a hurry. Some collected cheat sheets and books, some returned other people's papers, and some swallowed the notes...
Hu Xuezheng's face was filled with anger and he was helpless.
Assistant Professor Sun knew that the county school public examination was not as rigorous as the county school entrance examination, and it was not even as strict as the county school entrance examination.
However, for them, the most important thing in the public examination is to select the best. If there are a few unqualified students and they are expelled from the county school, it will be a shame to everyone.
When Zhang Yue saw Assistant Teacher Sun earlier, Hu Xuezheng cursed secretly and took the paper back calmly.
But seeing that the two of them didn't go anywhere, they walked straight to him, picked up the paper he had written, and read it on the spot.
Zhang Yue didn't care and continued writing the paper.
Assistant Professor Sun and Hu Xuezheng each took Zhang Yue's paper and looked at it. Not long after, they both looked up at each other and looked at the paper again.
At this moment, Zhang Yue had finished writing the paper and looked up, Damn, why haven't these two left yet?
But I saw Hu Xuezheng solemnly saying to Zhang Yue: "Is it finished? Let's review it again."
Assistant Professor Sun on the side also had the same expression.
Zhang Yue was suspicious. Could it be that he showed the paper to others and was seen by these two people? You wouldn't have warned me like this.
Finally, the two of them walked out of the dining hall with their hands behind their hands. Assistant Professor Sun stopped, turned around and asked Hu Xuezheng, "How was your answer to the Analects of Confucius this morning?"
"A good teaching assistant knows everything and knows everything!"
"All access?"
"All access!" Hu Xuezheng replied confidently.
