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Chapter 370

Fortunately, although every candidate must go up to copy the so-called test questions in turn, Qin Yong's position was relatively high, so he went up after just waiting for an hour.

"The weaver girl will be in a seven-game all day long. Even if there are seven-games, it will not be a newspaper. If you hold the cow, you will not be able to hold the box. There is Qiming in the east, Chang Geng in the west. There is a journey of sacrificing heaven and carrying the gifts."

"If there are trees in the south, you cannot think about it; if there are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, you cannot seek to think about it. If the Han Dynasty is wide, you cannot think about it; if the river is eternal, you cannot think about it."

"The long altar of the world is bright and bright. The beautiful woman of the river and Han Dynasty is stretched out her plain hands and plays with the loom. She never makes a fuss all day long, and she cries like rain. The river and Han Dynasty are clear and shallow, and how many times are there. The water is full of water, and there is no words."

...

"Uh, this...what is this and what is it?"

When Qin Yong walked to the front of the examination table and truly saw the content of the first question written above, the cold sweat on his head fell down.

Because he suddenly discovered that he seemed to be a little underestimating the so-called imperial examinations in this era.

That's right. Although he did store hundreds of Tang and Song lyrics that could be passed down through the ages even in later generations, he did not expect that this triennial imperial examination would be so difficult even in terms of questions.

This is just the first question at the beginning, and three consecutive paragraphs according to the quotations of the scriptures, he was confused. Because he soon discovered that it was really difficult to understand the meaning of these words.

And if he couldn't even understand the topic in the end, even if there were many poems stored in his mind, it would be very likely to be useless.

"I haven't done it yet? When will you stay? I heard it clearly. Each person only has a quarter of an hour to copy. If it exceeds the time, it will continue!"

Qin Yong was still sweating coldly on his head, staring blankly at the first question, but the invigilator from the fourth rank could not stand it anymore, so he reminded him coldly.

"Oh, yes, yes! The students will do it right away!"

So Qin Yong finally reacted. Yes, he was stunned at this time. What's the use? After all, now he is just the time to copy the topic, and everyone has limited only one quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour, Qin Yong originally thought there were quite a lot of words, just a dozen questions. Didn’t he copy them quickly? However, what he didn’t expect was that someone was just a question, and the result was that he had to write a large piece of words based on the classics.

If he could fully understand it, it would be good, because he could not copy the "allusions" and just understand the meaning of the question directly. But he couldn't understand what the other person's question was saying at all, so he had no choice but to copy it desperately.

"After copying the first question, there are still nine questions!"

"There are eight questions left!"

"Seven questions!"

...

With Qin Yong's desperate copying, his efforts finally paid off, because just when the invigilator from the fourth rank announced that the time was already up, he finally copied the last question completely.

However, after stopping, he realized that his whole hand was numb. This was the consequence of high-intensity "labor", but the result was quite satisfactory. After all, he had copied the questions in full. However, the most difficult thing started now. Because, next, he probably had to have a headache for those vernacular ancient Chinese.

"'The Weaver Girl is scattered all day long'... This should be the Weaver Girl, and, 'The Altair Star, the Bright River Han Girl'. It seems that it is also the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.... Could it be that this question is based on the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

After all, Qin Yong was a real undergraduate student who graduated from an undergraduate university in later generations, so he had achieved some attainments in his previous junior and high school careers in junior high school and high school. After all, in the college entrance examination at that time, there were some of them. Therefore, Qin Yong guessed and guessed the meaning of the first question.

Of course, this is just his guess. As for whether the facts are like this? That's hard to say. However, although he cannot completely confirm the meaning of the first question, he can only choose from the limited hundreds of poems in his mind to see if there are any suitable poems. Anyway, this blank paper cannot be submitted, so it's not enough to copy it.

However, this made him feel aware of it. Because, in fact, although the imperial examinations in the Great Zhou Dynasty had a rough limit on the topic, they did not completely limit death, but adopted a relatively open attitude. To be specific, if the poems written by the candidates were indeed related to the content of the question, then they were considered to be relevant.

However, in all aspects of the questions, we also distinguish between the advantages and disadvantages, and then we can examine the quality of the poems. This is the main basis for distinguishing the rankings of all candidates.

Of course, Qin Yong didn't care about so many things at this moment. He had no time to think about the topic, because, in his opinion, it would be quite difficult for him to see the meaning of "Qixi Festival" from the several dictionaries of the topic. However, although there was no need to consider the issues such as "Qixi Festival" and so on, after being scared just now, Qin Yong's mind was really not very flexible at this time. Therefore, for a moment, he could not imagine which of his hundreds of Tang and Song lyrics was related to the proposition of "Qixi Festival".

"Forget it, forgot, since you can't think about it, then don't think about it for the time being. I'd better have lunch. Anyway, it's not too late."
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