Tonight, I don’t know how many candidates went to bed hungry.
As the culprit, Cui Weizhen didn't feel guilty at all. He fell asleep with his cloak on and was full of energy to face the new round of exams.
The second session examines policy theory and poetry.
The third test is on essays, law and poetry.
After eight days, all the candidates in the examination room were burnt to death. By the time he finally taught the test paper, Cui Weizhen could no longer maintain his elegant image. He smelled of sweat and looked extremely sloppy.
There are many people who are more embarrassed than him.
More than half of the candidates looked like sauerkraut that had just come out of the altar. Their clothes were wrinkled, the smell of sweat was sour, their faces were pale, their eyes were dull, as if their bodies had been hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell.
If they weren't walking, they would be almost the same as the walking zombies.
These days in the examination room may be the most embarrassing moments in these scholars' lives.
As the saying goes, good brothers have gone to school together and been in prison together. This group of people were locked up in the Gongyuan for exams and had seen each other's most embarrassing moments. It was no different from being in prison, and they had a feeling of sympathy for each other.
Why did people in ancient times mostly join the party in the same year? That’s how it came about.
Cui Weizhen walked towards the alley with the bookcase. Cui Anrao no longer had the original vitality. He even had no strength to speak. He followed him slowly, and finally met Xu Ziqin and Zhang Yuan.
The four of them left the examination room together.
Examinees gathered at the door. The smell was turbid and unpleasant. As soon as Cui Weizhen covered his lips with a handkerchief, he heard an exclamation, "Someone is coming quickly! Someone has fainted!"
The person who fainted was an old man with gray hair. Even young people can't stand such a high-intensity exam, let alone the elderly. I heard that many people couldn't stand it in the past few days. He could stand it.
I didn't faint until now, and I'm already feeling well.
The old man's face turned pale and his lips were blue. Everyone was afraid of something happening and quickly dispersed. The government officials hurriedly came to take the people away, and the scene continued to be noisy.
People were talking about the old man, discussing topics, and even inviting classmates to eat out after rest... All kinds of voices could be heard. Cui Weizhen walked out along with the crowd, and unknowingly got separated from the other three people. There was a crowd of people outside.
Man, he couldn't find where Ye Zhenzhen was for a while.
"Weizhen! Weizhen! I'm here!"
Ye Zhenzhen came to the gate of Gongyuan early to wait. Because she was worried that Cui Weizhen would not be strong enough after the exam, she rented a carriage and occupied a convenient location. Therefore, she discovered Cui Weizhen as soon as he came out.
Seeing his tired look, she felt so distressed that she jumped off the carriage and walked over. She took the bookbox from his hand with one hand and helped him to walk to the carriage.
Cui Weizhen didn't want to lose his grace in public, so he said uncomfortably, "I can walk on my own without help."
"Don't move, lest you be crowded around."
There were many candidates supported by their families at the door, but Cui Weizhen was not conspicuous at all. In addition, he was really tired, so he finally leaned most of his weight on Ye Zhenzhen and got into the carriage with her.
Zhang San, who was driving the carriage, saw them getting into the carriage and began to turn around and leave. However, the carriage and horses were crowded and it was difficult to move forward. He could only move forward slowly. It would take at least half an hour to go back.
The people in the carriage were not as anxious as Zhang San.
Cui Weizhen entered the carriage and sat down on the soft couch, with a pillow stuffed behind his back. In front of his family, he didn't have to hold on to the manners of a scholar. He leaned on the soft pillow and relaxed.
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There was a basin of ice in the carriage, and the cool and refreshing air slowly came in, clearing away the restlessness all over the body. Ye Zhenzhen also took out a bowl of sour plum soup from the ice basin and handed it over, "Iced sour plum soup is the best way to relieve heat and heat."
, drink it quickly."
Cui Weizhen drank it all in one gulp, and the heat and sultry air swept over him from the inside out. Only then did his confused head feel a little clearer. He looked at the slightly melted ice cubes and asked doubtfully, "Where did you get the ice?"
She must have waited for a long time, and if she had bought the ice cubes long ago, they would have melted. Of course, where she bought the ice cubes is a question.
"I used ice made from melted saltpeter from firecrackers."
At this time, there was no technology to make ice from saltpeter, but there was saltpeter for making gunpowder and firecrackers. Cui Weizhen, as a son of an aristocratic family, hid the ice he used every summer in an ice cellar for use in the summer, so ice cubes were very rare.
It's perfectly normal to feel weird about this.
Cui Weizhen was always very curious about new things, but the saltpeter had been used up, so Ye Zhenzhen had no choice but to say in a coaxing tone, "I'll let you play when I get back. Take off your clothes and I'll wipe them for you."
Wipe your sweat."
Cui Weizhen: "..."
The space in the carriage is small, and the smell of Cui Weizhen's body becomes more and more obvious. It is very strong mixed with the smell of latrines and sweat. He himself is probably used to it, but it does not mean that Ye Zhenzhen has lost her sense of smell. She has spent two lifetimes concentrating on it.
There was no look of disgust on his face.
In fact, she was almost moved to tears by the fact that she was able to talk to Cui Weizhen with a normal expression.
It really stinks!
She never thought she would smell such a sour smell on Cui Weizhen.
Cui Weizhen's expression was hard to describe, but he still took off his sour and smelly clothes very obediently, leaving only a pair of obscene pants.
Ye Zhenzhen's face turned a little red.
The two have a deep affection and a very close relationship, but they haven't reached the point of being honest with each other yet - Ye Zhenzhen doesn't know that Cui Weizhen scrubbed her body last time when she was unconscious.
So when he saw Cui Weizhen's naked chest, his eyes began to straighten, looking like he wanted to see but pretending to be reserved, which made Cui Weizhen couldn't help but laugh.
She had the guts to watch him change his clothes at first, but now that it was really exposed, she felt embarrassed.
Cui Weizhen, a grown man, doesn't understand the thoughts of a girl who is in love. In the past, he only admired beautiful men, but it didn't matter how he looked at them. Now when facing the one he loves, he naturally wants to maintain his image, so as not to misunderstand that she is Meng Langzhi.
People.
Finally, she took her time to wipe Cui Weizhen's body, secretly wiped a lot of oil, put on clean clothes, and opened the window for ventilation, and the smell of the car finally became fresh.
Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath, feeling that she was finally alive. She pointed at the pile of clothes next to her and said, "Don't want any of these."
Cui Weizhen nodded in agreement. The clothes he had piled up over the past eight days were stinky. Even if he washed them clean later, he still had psychological shadow. In order to prevent the stench from traveling with him in the future, throwing it away was the most correct way to deal with it.
Along the way, Cui Weizhen began to ask about their situation in the past few days. Ye Zhenzhen reported everything to him in detail. When she finished speaking, the carriage finally broke through the siege and returned to the rented courtyard.