"I have studied the Panlong Mental Technique and am physically strong, but I am still so tired. No wonder people taking exams often faint. Writing this article is really tiring!" Su Ziji took another sip of water and wrote the article word for word. After modifying one sentence and making sure there were no problems, I transcribed it word by word onto the official paper.
"Sleep for an hour and then take the test." It was already afternoon and I was a little tired, so I pulled out the partition, lay down and snored.
The layout of the Gongyuan is regular and solemn, with a wide bluestone passage facing the tallest "Mingyuan Building". This building is three stories high. Officials responsible for discipline supervision, promotion, and inspection of the examination room will climb upstairs to have a commanding view of the entire examination room. Nothing left.
Inspector Yin Xiujie inspected and saw dozens of rows of dormitories. Each student had a room, each room was more than three feet long. Everyone had their head and feet stretched out, but it was silent and solemn. Most of them were writing, some were cooking, and some were cooking. When I'm sleeping, I don't care about any of this.
Unless there is fraud, according to the court rules, students do not care what they do in the dormitory.
He just smiled and said: "At this time, you are still taking a nap. You are really serious. You are a veteran examinee, right?"
"It's either an old man or a confident person." The deputy examiner Gu Wenfu smiled and wanted to speak. There was a sudden commotion and he looked back and asked, "What's going on?"
Could it be that someone broke into Gongyuan without permission?
Just after he asked, a group of people came over, and Gu Wenfu drank: "Fang Zhen, even though you are the eldest son of Marquis Huaifeng, you can't break into the Gongyuan without permission. Are you really not afraid of being punished by the court for being so domineering?"
However, Fang Zhen stepped aside and revealed a group of people in green clothes. He just smiled and said, "How dare I break into the Gongyuan without permission? This is Supervisor Zhao coming."
The people in Tsing Yi all have fair faces and no beards. The first one is about forty, with a good appearance. He may have been handsome when he was young, but unfortunately he is old and does not need beards. In addition, he has a bit of femininity, which makes people feel a little bit. weird.
Inspector Zhao was calm and composed. Although he was smiling, he looked very kind, which surprised the officials present. He was a smiling tiger who could have some dignity in front of the emperor.
"Inspector Zhao, although you are an imperial envoy, you are only a purchasing envoy, purchasing palace supplies. You have no right to interfere with local military affairs, let alone provincial examinations. Please leave immediately."
The supervisor was only a fifth-grade supervisor. The full name of the supervisor was "Admiral of Academic Affairs." Yin Xiujie was originally from the third-grade. At this time, he was like an imperial envoy, and he was not frightened. He said coldly: "Otherwise, I would rather be punished than ask for the king's order first." Flag!”
As soon as he said these words, the atmosphere became tense. Fang Zhen sighed in his heart. There had been troubles caused by eunuchs in the previous dynasty. When Taizu established Dazheng, he ordered: "The general manager should not exceed the fourth rank, and the remaining five or six ranks will be discussed."
It was to restrict eunuchs, and scholars were also very wary of eunuchs.
Only this time, I hit a brick wall.
"Our family knows that you have the King's Order Flag, but I have this." Inspector Zhao waved his hand: "Let's go inside and talk."
Yin Xiujie frowned, thought for a moment, and entered a cubicle, where she rested. She turned around and was about to speak when she saw the eunuch in front of him reaching out and taking out something.
Upon seeing it, Yin Xiujie couldn't help being shocked. When she looked carefully, she saw that it was still a nine-inch-and-a-half-cent order. It was made of gold and engraved with the four words "As if I were here in person". It was heavy and bright, showing its supreme power.
Although Yin Xiujie was full of shock and confusion, as a minister who had been an official for decades, the rules were not in vain. She immediately knelt down and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Master Yin, please get up." Supervisor Zhao still smiled: "You can tell the truth about this matter, but you can't disobey my order. Otherwise, instead of you asking the king to kill me with a flag, our family will first use the flag to kill me." This order kills you."
"But don't worry, Master Yin. I have no intention of interfering with the provincial examination. I am just stationed here. Everything is still up to you."
"As for my errand, I will naturally give an explanation to Mr. Yin at the end of Qiu Wei."
Yin Xiujie had to obey the order, full of doubts in her heart.
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By the third day, most of the candidates looked haggard.
Su Ziji was okay. He read the last paper silently, and carefully copied the articles on the draft while it was still light. When the ink dried, Su Ziji let out a breath.
"Finally it's written."
He looked at the dormitory opposite, where the candidates looked haggard and scratching their hair, looking sad. Then he looked at the figures walking faintly in the dormitory in the distance. Even if he couldn't see their expressions, he could still feel their anxiety. .
Withdrawing his gaze, Su Ziji looked at the sky. Even if it didn't rain, he would cover the paper with the oil paper that every dormitory has. Then he slowly got up and walked back and forth in the dormitory.
The police officers who occasionally patrolled here would just take a look and ignore it.
Su Ziji walked slowly, feeling relieved from the fatigue caused by writing an article, and his slightly swollen head also relaxed.
"This dormitory must have been renovated, right?"
At this time, Su Ziji finally had the time to look at this small area. After all, apart from here, there was nothing else in his field of vision that could be seen outside the house.
The reason why I think the dormitory has been renovated is because the wooden walls do not look old. By the way, the bricks on the ground floor are also newly laid.
Su Ziji's eyes fell on one place, and while he was thinking about it, a burst of howling suddenly came from outside, followed by a commotion, which directly interrupted Su Ziji's thoughts, and he saw several guards running past.
"No, I can still write, I can still write, ugh! I can still... um..."
After a moment, a crazy-looking candidate was dragged away. He happened to pass in front of Su Zi's dormitory. Several guards almost pulled the candidate's hair. After all, he was a scholar who looked quite young, and his hair was a bit white. It was really miserable to drag him out like a dead dog.
"Are you crazy?" Su Ziji shook his head. He really didn't know what to say about this kind of thing.
In the dormitory not far away, Zheng Yingci sighed secretly. He was a bit experienced and knew that he was not crazy, but had diarrhea.
The dormitories are connected to each other. If you have diarrhea and the stench is overwhelming, it’s not a problem. The key is that it is easy to spread. Therefore, the court has an order to pull out the dormitory immediately once it is discovered, but it will not be kicked out of the examination room. There is a special It's a small dark room. During the exam period, you have to die in it.
Of course, the results that have already been taken will not be invalidated, but they cannot be written again.
Thinking about this, Zheng Yingci continued writing and polished the last article carefully. He said that he followed Liu Chen and taught Taoism, but he did not prohibit him from taking the imperial examination. He just sighed: "There will eventually be some conflict between the Taoist priests and the court. You want Qiu Wei, I won’t stop you, I just want to go to the test as a tribute, so you must not do it.”
"Disciple is just a little unwilling."
Su Ziji was turbulent in the academy these days, and Zheng Yingci saw it in his eyes. Although he couldn't say he regretted it, he was indeed a little unwilling.
Even if you enter the Tao, you still have to win Su Ziji once.
In the dormitory further away, Sun Buhan dropped his pen. Suddenly, he stepped on a brick. He didn't move it away. He just closed his eyes quietly and felt it. In a flash, he smiled: "Interesting" , interesting, this Qiuwei is really interesting.”
