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Chapter 33 Stereotype

Chapter 33 Eight-legged stereotype

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 33 Eight-legged stereotype

After the body search, the next step was to collect the wooden sign. The wooden sign said the examination booth to which they belonged. Xia Yuan picked it up and looked at it. It read: Renyin No. Examination Studio.

Xia Ru poked his head and took a look, recalling the general location of the examination booth, and then said: "Your examination booth is good. The location is shady. Sit south and face north. You are not afraid of the glare of the sun. It is a good place."

"Yeah?"

Xia Yuan didn't quite understand, so he asked again: "Where is uncle's examination room?"

"Oh, I'm in Gengzi. It's also a great place. It faces south and has good lighting. It's warm under the sun."

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Xia Yuan finally understood that in the eyes of this uncle, anywhere is a good place.

I'll leave it to you alone to tell the truth and the truth.

At this time, Xia Ru patted him on the shoulder and said with a serious face: "Brother Yuan, don't be nervous after entering the examination room, calm down, just treat it as an ordinary essay writing."

The atmosphere was a bit solemn, and Xia Yuan couldn't help but look serious, nodded and said: "Yes, I know."

"Ahem, the two students should stop chatting and go to their respective examination booths quickly." A blue-robed official behind the desk coughed slightly, interrupting the conversation between the two and urging them to enter the room quickly.

"Go right now, go right now"

Xia Ru responded repeatedly and pulled Xia Yuan away from here. Before leaving, Xia Yuan turned back and glanced at the patches on the official's clothes.

On the official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty, civilian officials embroidered birds and military officers embroidered animals.

Different levels correspond to different animals.

He knew this.

But that man seemed to have a duck embroidered on his patch.

What rank is the duck?

No, there are no ducks.

Carrying the test basket and finding the test booth No. Renyin, Xia Yuan looked up and saw, my dear, this is too shabby. It is cramped and small, and the area is about the same as a cubicle in a public toilet.

There is a wooden board sandwiched between the walls on both sides. This will be the desk used for the exam later, and there is also a small earthen bed inside.

The Tukang area is very small, which is fine for sitting, but it is definitely not enough for sleeping.

However, it doesn't mean that you can't sleep. If you take off the board and put it together with the low earthen kang, the area can be doubled.

But it's still not enough.

Xia Yuan stretched out his hand to mark the distance. He couldn't even stretch his legs to sleep, so he could only curl up if he wanted to sleep.

What about the promised talent promotion ceremony and the promised selection of talents for the country? Is this how the Ming Dynasty treats the future pillars of the court?

After complaining secretly for a while, Xia Yuan sat down on the earthen kang, put the examination basket on the table, took out the inkstone, and began to grind ink.

After he polished the ink finely, he began to feel dazed.

After an unknown amount of time, I finally heard the ringing of several gongs. At this time, the sky became slightly brighter, and a ray of morning glow appeared on the horizon.

After a while, several office clerks came over holding signs and handed out a few pieces of white paper to each candidate. It was Xia Yuan's turn. He took the white paper and looked at the wooden sign carefully. What the hell?

What?

The title is [Indecent Indecent Action]

The word "fu" means "don't want", so the meaning of this topic is not to be disrespectful to others.

This understanding is very reasonable and logical.

But unfortunately it's not right.

Fortunately, his predecessor left him a copy of the Four Books and Five Classics, and after just a moment's thought, Xia Yuan found out the origin of these four words.

Mencius said: The etiquette that is not etiquette and the righteousness that is not righteous should not be done by adults.

Damn it, the ancient imperial examinations were really evil. This question is just cutting different paragraphs and putting them together again.

If his predecessor hadn't left him an inheritance, he wouldn't be able to figure out where this question came from even if I gave him a hundred brains.

The core essence of the eight-part essay is to speak for the saint. If you don’t know the source of the original sentence of the title, how can you speak for the saint?

Now that we know what the original sentence of this sentence is, we must start to break the topic around this sentence of inappropriate etiquette and unjust meaning.

Breaking the problem?

Damn it, I can't.

With this thought in his mind, Xia Yuan still started to think seriously about how to solve the problem. He couldn't just sit in a daze like this, just in case he figured it out.

After a while, he was stunned, because it seemed that he had really thought of it, and such a passage appeared in his mind.

"It is more important to practice the etiquette than to know the conduct of etiquette. It is because I know it that I know the etiquette. Therefore, it is impossible to practice it without etiquette. It is appropriate to practice the righteousness. It is in line with the appropriateness of knowing the righteousness. It is because I know it that I can understand the meaning. That is why

Do nothing but justice."

After a brief daze, Xia Yuan wrote this paragraph on the paper. Then he realized that he had probably, maybe, maybe broken the topic?

Not only did he solve the problem, but the problem seemed to be solved extremely well. When he saw these two paragraphs, he even couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, as if applauding himself for this excellent problem solving.

The most difficult part of the eight-legged essay is to break the topic. After breaking the topic, it becomes much easier to follow the topic. You just need to write around your own ideas for solving the topic.

Xia Yuan held the brush and started writing in a flurry. The literary thoughts in his mind seemed to be endless, and large paragraphs of sentences came out.

He never thought that the legendary eight-legged essay would be so easy, but he was still a little confused as to why this happened.

Xia Yuan is a member of his own family who knows his own affairs, so these sentences that break the topic and start with it are definitely not something he can come up with.

After all, I had to rack my brains and think hard to write a composition in my previous life, let alone writing eight-legged essay.

After much thought, he could only attribute the credit to his predecessor.

The fierce man who ranked first in the high school entrance examination at the age of fifteen left behind memories of himself. In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as various annotations on the meanings of the scriptures, the remaining fragments of his life were all about reading, writing, and writing.

A picture of eight-part stockings.

It can be seen from this that this guy is definitely a top student, and he is also a hard-working top student.

And this academic brother has an immortal spirit and is secretly helping him.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan couldn't help but shudder, and quickly shook his head to drive away this thought. It was so frightening.

After calming down his mind, he didn't think about it any further. He picked up the pen and continued working hard. After an unknown amount of time, nearly a thousand words were written on the paper.

He carefully dried the ink while reading his article. He could understand it, and the style completely conformed to the format of the eight-legged essay. There were no mistakes. It read catchy and the rhetoric was gorgeous, but overall it was empty.

I gave a simple explanation and said a lot, which was polite and righteous, but it was all useless nonsense.

"Is this done?"

Xia Yuan was also a little unsure, but it only mattered whether it was successful or not. Then, he put the article aside and began to be in a daze again.

I don't know what's going on with my uncle.
Chapter completed!
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