There were also some students who couldn't find the inn and blocked the stairs. They asked Yu Tiance if they could share a room with each other. They went into the house and made bunks.
It was difficult for Yu Tiance to agree with his wife.
Like later generations, the closer to the exam, the more nervous I become. I read books, memorize questions, and answer papers from morning to night, and I feel a little dizzy.
But I can’t blame others, this is the path I chose.
But I don’t know where Jiang Nan, Wang Min and Edo are staying. If I see them, I will definitely poke their wounds twice and invite them to have a meal at Yuelai Inn.
He studied hard every night and sometimes fell asleep on the table without realizing it. Within a few days, Yu Tiance had very heavy dark circles under his eyes.
In order to pass the college examination all over again, he also learned how to use the ancient head cantilever to bite the bones. However, he did not harm himself. He bought a few bitter melons and licked them when he was sleepy.
He must be named on the gold list, and he must slap Shen Kang's eight brothers-in-law in the face!
After a few days of hard work, I went to bed early on the last night.
Perhaps due to too much pressure, the dungeon that had not appeared for a long time appeared in his mind again.
Still the same oil lamp, the same hot tea, the same Lu Ban locked in the cell by him, the same roar, the same vicious eyes.
"I helped you, and you locked me here?"
"If I don't lock you, do I want you to control my consciousness?"
Although Lu Ban shook the cell door and cursed loudly, Yu Tiance didn't reply. He turned around and walked towards the dungeon door, glancing outside along the crack in the door.
The world outside is covered with snow.
A few crows flew along the sky.
Several rooms were filled with wisps of smoke.
However, there was still no one, and there was no sound of any conversation.
Yu Tiance walked back to the depths of the dungeon, sat on the jailer's chair, put the key in his hand on the table, rubbed his temples, and slowly closed his eyes.
Illusion, this is an illusion...
In February in Chang'an, the ice and snow have just melted.
Before dawn, Yu Tiance climbed out of bed.
In order to resist the cold, I ate eight big steamed buns, half a roast goose, and drank several bowls of rice porridge.
Walking on the streets of Chang'an, my stomach felt bloated with every step I took.
But there was nothing we could do about it. We were not allowed to bring food for the college exams, and we were not allowed to wear cotton clothes, for fear that students would plagiarize with their notes.
At the fourth watch, the outside of Gongyuan was crowded with people.
There are young children, men in their forties or fifties, fat-bellied men, and gray-haired old people...
All the candidates had serious faces, holding books, and had to take a few glances at the last moment.
Nervous for sure.
As long as you pass this level, you can become a scholar and enter the "official" class.
For rich people, life is a matter of life, but for poor people, it is a tough battle that determines their destiny.
The tribute courtyard in Chang'an can accommodate 650 people
It's just that compared to last time, the inspection is more stringent. When checking the references, if there is any discrepancy in appearance, the yamen will ask carefully.
For example, if the exam guide says "skinny" and you gain weight during the Chinese New Year, you will be reviewed repeatedly and re-queued.
After checking the citations, check the book box.
Only pens, ink, and papyrus can be carried in the book box, and nothing else is allowed.
There are several checks before entering the Gongyuan gate.
During the body search, the officer even touched him all over his body.
Yu Tiance wore eight pieces of unlined clothing and had to take them off one by one, even taking a look at his buttocks.
The second body search is conducted by the examiner himself.
Take off the clothes you just put on, one by one.
He did not recognize the officer who searched him and did not speak to him.
While getting dressed, the examiner took the exam guide and squeezed Yu Tiance's arm.
"Your flesh is very strong, but the test says it's weak..."
Yu Tiance opened his chest and explained quickly: "Sir, the entrance exam also says that you have a big heart. It's right here. You can't go wrong."
"Don't be too big or too small!"
The official threw the test guide back and said, "Go in and wait."
"Understood, sir!"
Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but remind him of a play, the "Butterfly Lovers" he watched in Chang'an.
If it is so strict, how can women take the imperial examination?
Could it be that Zhu Yingtai is a hermaphrodite?
Yu Tiance entered the examination room and not long after putting down the table, officials began to hand out pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Not long after, the gong sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the black oil door creaked shut.
Curls!
In February in Chang'an, my nose was so cold that it blistered.
In order to prevent his nose from falling on the scroll, Yu Tiance tore off two pieces of straw paper, stuffed it into his nose, and picked up the pen again.
The first test was on Shiwen.
The so-called Shiwen is the scholar's nightmare - stereotyped writing.
It consists of eight parts: breaking the topic, following the topic, starting the lecture, entering the topic, starting the part, middle part, back part and ending part.
The titles are all from the original texts in the Four Books and Five Classics.
The difficulty is that the length of the sentences, the traditional and simplified characters, the pitch of the voice, etc. must be relatively written, and it must be written in the tone of Confucius and Mencius. Finally, the number of words is also limited.
In short, there is only one word for Yu Tiance's feeling.
Hold!
And this question is even more inappropriate for people.
"Cultivation of one's body"...
In "The Great Learning" in the Four Books, there are many sentences about "cultivating one's body".
This difficulty is not low.
Fortunately, one of the papers given to him by the county magistrate Zeng Yu had a similar title, titled "Qi Qijia".
Zeng Yu also won this question. At that time, Yu Tiance wrote a eloquent article, and Zeng Yu also gave comments and suggestions.
Humanity has been around since ancient times.
Now that I have received the advice, I will bring some Chang'an specialties to Zeng Yu when I go back.
The article at this time has no punctuation.
The issue of general sentence fragmentation is often controversial, so there are many places where sentences are taken out of context.
Scholars annotate and choose where to pause based on their own understanding.
If the commentaries on Juren are changed, the same view may be expressed, and the punctuation points will appear in another position.
Therefore, the way of narration is very important. Don't add "knowledge, Hu, Zhe, Ye" randomly to avoid the examiner's misunderstanding and delay in performance.
"The so-called governing a country must first bring order to the family. The family cannot teach, but there is no one who can teach others. Therefore, a gentleman does not become a monk but teaches the country."
After solving the problem, it’s time to answer the question.
Yu Tiance picked up the pencil and wrote it on the paper first. After repeated revisions, he felt satisfied. Then he picked up the brush and copied word by word on the paper.
"A gentleman cultivates his body, regulates his family, governs his country, and brings peace to the world. If he does not cultivate his body, how can his family be in harmony..."
…
After finishing writing several articles, it was already evening.
Yu Tiance checked it twice more. Seeing that there was no problem, he rang the bell.
After rigorously sealing the papers and confirming them with the two examiners, the yamen officer took Yu Tiance out of the examination room.
Outside the examination room, there was still a sea of people.
Some are gathering together to answer questions, some are waiting for their parents, and some are squatting in the corner and blaming themselves...
Unexpectedly, as soon as he found Shenjing, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Hey, isn't that Yu Biaozi!"
