Every student who came out of Jiangnan Gongyuan covered their noses and walked around this fat man. The smell of this guy was really unacceptable.
Zhu Pingan looked at the fat man three meters away who had runny nose and tears. He couldn't bear it and said:
"Brother Xue, it's useless to be sad now that things have come to this. You'd better fill your stomach first and I'll be the host."
As soon as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he heard the fat man three meters away, with runny nose and tears flowing back into the river, yelling, lying on the roadside and vomiting again.
Well, it seems like I shouldn’t bring up food-related topics.
After the fat man's pleading, Zhu Ping'an finally did not leave the fat man alone. However, he kicked the fat man to the inn and asked the waiter to send him to the fat man's room. He asked the fat man to brush himself from top to bottom. Don't do it. Like a humanoid biological weapon.
While Fatty was scrubbing upstairs, Zhu Pingan was sitting by the window in his room reading. The eight-part essay questions in the imperial examination are limited to four books. The more you read the questions several times, the more confident you will be.
After the fat man washed up and changed into clean clothes and came downstairs, Zhu Pingan collected the books and followed the fat man downstairs to the inn lobby for dinner.
However, the fat man left a psychological shadow after all. He didn't eat a bite of dinner, not even a sip of soup. Zhu Pingan was helpless about this. You cannot wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, nor can you feed someone who vomits at the sight of food.
Many scholars were sitting in the lobby of the inn. They gathered together in twos and threes to have dinner and criticize today's test questions. The main focus was on the Dao Ziyue question. It seemed that many people were confused about this question and didn't know where to start.
The night was quiet, the moonlight was hazy, the stars were blurred, and the breeze blew the window screens. Zhu Pingan sat by the window until the watchman rang the third watch, then he packed up his things, turned off the oil lamp, and walked to the bed. Fall into a deep sleep.
On the second day, before it was dark, Zhu Pingan got up early to prepare for the last test of the college examination - the re-examination.
The fat man got up early as usual and asked Zhu Ping'an to take the exam. After not seeing him all night, the fat man lost a lot of weight, and his forehead seemed to be very blue.
"Your..." Zhu Ping'an looked at the fat man's green forehead and was speechless.
"Oh, this is what I came across specifically. High school door beam! What a blessing!" The fat man was a little smug.
alright, you win.
When he walked to the bridge connecting the two sides of the Qinhuai River, he met his uncle and others who were crossing the bridge from the other side. Zhu Pingan really didn't know what to say to this.
"Xie'er, how was the test yesterday?" Uncle Zhu Shouren asked with concern as he yawned.
"Yesterday's question..." Zhu Pingan was interrupted by his uncle before he finished speaking.
"You also think yesterday's questions were difficult, right? Well, it doesn't matter. You are still young. You can just take the test a few more times." Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard and said comfortingly. "It's a pity. If the questions were more normal, you would have been able to advance as the chief of the examination. This time the questions are a bit more difficult. It's a pity for you."
Well
Zhu Pingan...
Today is the second round, the retest.
The entry procedure is the same as last time. After the roll call, the guards will lead you to the room to continue the exam.
That's right, it's still the same room as last time.
I couldn't help but sympathize with the fat man Xue Chi. This guy would probably have to vomit for another day.
In fact, the retest is slightly less important than yesterday's main test. Ming Dynasty has a requirement for the time for grading examination papers, which is only about ten days. Time is limited. In order to speed up the grading and complete the grading work on time, the graders mainly look at the candidates' first paper, and the first paper can only give a rough look. In general. If you do well in the first exam and get high marks (good reviews) during the marking, and the grader has a preconception that you are of high standard, then your score in the second exam will basically not be lower; if you fail in the first exam, the grader may I will read your second test paper with colored glasses.
Of course, this does not mean that the retest is not important. The grader still depends on the quality of your answers. Especially eight-part essays, which have a fixed format, make it easier to fairly judge the quality of your article.
After hitting the cloud board, the test papers were handed out, and several government officials held up placards with questions in the aisle in front of the dormitory for candidates to see the questions.
Today's test questions are fewer than yesterday's, including two four-book and eight-part essay questions, and one less common test poem. In fact, in the Ming Dynasty, there were no examinations for poems in the provincial examinations, general examinations, and palace examinations. Even in the boy examination, it was rare because Taizu was disgusted with it. However, after the middle period, Taizu's influence weakened, and there were occasional poems in the boy examination. But there are very few, and the evaluation mainly involves reading four books and eight-legged essays.
The titles of the two four-book and eight-legged essays are not like yesterday's Taoist saying, which is more orthodox. The first title is "Don't be afraid to correct if you make mistakes." It comes from "The Analects". Confucius said: "If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful, and if he is learned, he will not be solid. Loyalty is the key." "If you don't have friends who are worse than yourself, don't be afraid to correct your mistakes." The second question is a long sentence, "A good person in a town should be friends with a good person in a town, a good person in a country, and a good person in the world should be friends with a good person in the world." Scholar", from "Mencius".
These two questions are relatively orthodox, and are not difficult for students and scholars who often do Eight-part essays. How well you do Eight-part essays depends on your skills.
However, the last test poem was a trap, titled "Yellow Flowers Like Scattered Gold".
There is a sentence in "Book of Rites" that says, "In the autumn month, chrysanthemums have yellow flowers." It is estimated that many candidates will write poems based on this, and write about autumn scenery, chrysanthemums, etc. If written like this, then Quite off topic.
When Zhu Ping'an saw this question, he was somewhat grateful to the scheming and arrogant girl in Shanghe Village. If it weren't for her, he would have gone off topic.
The last time I returned home, I went to Li's house many times to borrow books to copy, but most of them were the Four Books, Five Classics, and Eight Parts. The overbearing girl once laughed at herself for being a toad nerd. After being teased by her words, the girl I asked myself this poem, but after I said it was a chrysanthemum, the girl laughed at me for a long time. She threw me a book of poems and laughed at myself, "Chrysanthemums and rape flowers are safe and stupid, and they can't tell the difference."
There are two ancient poems in the collection, "Selected Works" by Liang Xiaotong of the Southern Dynasty and "Lonely Looking" by Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty. There are poems in the second book: "The green strips are as green as green, and the yellow flowers are like scattered gold." "The green trees are as dark as the village, and the yellow flowers are like wheat." Therefore, Zhu Ping'an knew that yellow flowers did not refer to chrysanthemums, but to rapeseed flowers in spring. This examination poem was to describe the spring scene. He did not know how many candidates who were not good at academics would fall into the trap.
Zhu Ping'an dipped his pen in ink and copied all three questions on the draft paper, and then began to formulate a draft.
Time passes quietly at the tip of the pen. From the morning sun to the sunset, the rays of light in the sky gradually fade away. The dark red turns into red, and the red turns into light red. Finally, when all the red light disappears, At that time, Zhu Ping'an walked out of Jiangnan Gongyuan.
"Come, come, brother Zhu, let me appreciate this poem of mine. The yellow flowers are like scattered gold, and the chrysanthemums are floating in the golden wind..."
As soon as Zhu Ping'an left the tribute courtyard, he heard a familiar shout. He looked up and saw fat man Xue Chi walking from a distance with two balls of cotton stuffed in his nose and a fat face smiling like a chrysanthemum.
Chrysanthemum?
Zhu Ping'an looked at the fat man speechlessly, "Okay, fat brother, you'd better go home and ask your father to donate a prisoner to you." (To be continued.)
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