Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages Chapter 220 The same exam questions, the one who speaks the same in the exam room
Chapter 220 The same exam questions, the one who speaks the same in the exam room
A group of several candidates carried the examination boxes and followed a few soldiers to the small courtyard on the other side.
The so-called search intensity is not easy, that is, for candidates who have paid the money voluntarily.
If you don't let these big soldiers of the Military and Horse Division get enough benefits, I will even turn your intestines through.
Of course, even after taking the money, the big soldiers were still not very satisfied.
For them, as long as they come for inspection, the bribe money is considered basic labor income. Isn't it a matter of course to have basic income? It is not worth the surprise at all.
And those items that are not in compliance with the regulations and then sold off are considered extra money in addition to the basic income.
Nowadays, this kind of careless inspection has left the soldiers with only basic income, and their extra income has shrunk by nearly 90%. No one will be happy about this.
It's just that this is the meaning above, and these big soldiers can only follow this path.
Although the inspection was conducted in a small room, it was still extremely cold despite the cold weather. Many of the people who had not paid had their clothes stripped down to only a piece of close-fitting clothing, and their legs were shaking and shivering from the cold.
But compared to the next trial, this is just a piece of cake...
After the examination, the candidates dragged their test boxes and came out of the small room disheveled, with a flush of excitement on their faces, and hurried towards the back of the second door...
After entering the second gate, everyone walked through a corridor and came to the real examination room.
There are rows of numbered rooms located in it. Each row of numbered rooms is numbered in a thousand-character script. On the white wall facing the street, dozens of candidates' names are posted.
Zheng Guan, Yan Zhenqing, and Zhuge Liang all found their names on it. The three of them were not in the same row, so they went separately and walked to the houses corresponding to their respective names.
The dormitory is in full swing. It doesn't look like an examination room, but like a construction site.
The people lined up to fetch water from the water tank with wooden buckets and rags. Then they returned to their cells, wiped the two eucalyptus boards, one long and one short, and swept away the fallen leaves, mud and snow inside.
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After finishing all this, the people were not idle, they picked up hammers and nails, and began to repair the cells with clang.
There is no way, the current dormitory is in disrepair. Once it rains or snows, it will definitely leak inside. If the curling head gets wet or dirty, there will be no second service, and the exam will be in vain.
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In addition, even if there is no rain or snow, the cold wind in winter is inevitable.
If the roll is blown away, gets dirty, or even falls into a small stove and burns, there will be no place to cry.
After the top, perimeter, and curtains are all nailed, the basic work is completed.
At this time, the hungry candidates took out the dry food they had prepared in advance and poured cold water on them. Those who were not hungry put two pieces of eucalyptus boards together, placed them on the ground, spread them with mats, and covered them with quilts to rest for a while.
Gather your energy and wait for the questions.
All the candidates were busy with their work until midnight, when all the candidates entered the hall, and the gantry and the second door were locked in sequence.
Dang Dang Dang~
There was an exciting gong sound, and all the candidates who were doing something at this moment gradually stopped what they were doing.
Zheng Guan was originally lying in his cell, squinting, but when he heard the sound of the gong, he jumped up, put away the bedding, arranged the eucalyptus boards, and sat upright.
The gong sounded five times before it ended. Only then did Gongju, the chief and deputy magistrate appointed by the imperial court, appear in the examination room with groups of soldiers and horses.
Jinke Zhigongju was the Minister of Rites, Wang Mang, and the deputy Zhigongju was the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, Qiao Nian of the Song Dynasty.
The two of them walked slowly into the examination room with their roll bags in hand and solemn expressions on their faces.
The night was dark and the stars were as bright as water. Fires were lit in all the rooms in the Gongyuan, providing a ray of warmth for the candidates in the cold night.
Wang Mang looked around, until every candidate in front of him was sitting peacefully, and the examination room was completely quiet, with only the sound of wind and the slight crackling of the burning charcoal fire being heard, and then he nodded lightly.
"Ask a question."
As soon as he finished speaking, a government official took the sealed test questions and pasted them on wooden boards. Then he put the wooden boards on a wooden trolley and slowly pushed them towards the rows of examination booths.
There were many such cars, with torches on both sides, and they were finally placed in front of a row of numbered rooms for candidates to read the questions.
At the same time, the soldiers who followed also stepped forward with dead faces on their faces.
In each room, there is a soldier standing in front of each candidate, realizing true one-on-one proctoring.
In the next three days, these resentful people from the Nancheng Army and Horses Division will stay motionless in front of the room door without stopping.
Once it rains or snows, the candidates still have rooms and curtains to protect them from the wind and rain, so they can only endure it here.
Therefore, the soldiers have a very bad attitude towards the candidates. From the outside, they are regarded as high-ranking candidates, and many of them even have official status.
But here they are just candidates. Once they find any violations, the soldiers will not hesitate to find them out...
There are seven questions in total in the general examination. The first three are questions from four books, which are the same for everyone.
The last four questions are questions from the Five Classics, which is equivalent to the liberal arts subjects of the college entrance examination, except that there are five rooms: poetry, books, rituals, Yi, and Spring and Autumn Period. Candidates have to do what they choose when they go to the Ministry of Rites to fill in the papers.
A room of test questions.
Of course, no one cares about these details now, because only the first four-book question is the most critical!
Almost all the candidates stared nervously at the board with the test questions written on them. When they saw the question at the end, most of the candidates in the room widened their eyes!
"Same!
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Zheng Guan took a deep breath. The test questions on the wooden board were exactly the same as the test questions he bought in the restaurant a few days ago!
In the booth six rows behind him, Yan Zhenqing also noticed something unusual about the test questions. He sighed quietly, with a complex look on his face. After a long time, he raised his head and started copying the test questions.
Not only the two of them, but all the candidates who bought the test questions found out, and they were all extremely excited and overjoyed!
I'll try this, it's stable!
That is to say, there should be no noise in the examination room, otherwise there will definitely be people whispering excitedly.
After the examination questions were announced, the atmosphere in the examination room gradually became subtle, as if even the bonfire in the furnace was gradually becoming restless.
Many excited candidates lit candles, studied ink, and planned to copy the articles they had prepared in advance overnight...no, write them out.
The candidates who did not buy the questions were still in the dark, looking at the test questions on the board and carefully checking them on their own manuscript paper.
But even so, listening to the constant sounds of grinding ink and the rustling of exam papers being sorted nearby... they also felt the restless atmosphere in the air, and gradually realized that something was wrong.
You know, the test room is very dirty and difficult to clean. Many people have worked all day today and are already exhausted.
According to the practice of past examinations, candidates will go to bed early tonight to eliminate the fatigue of the day, and save the first and most critical question tomorrow morning when they are most energetic.
It's already late at night and I'm already very sleepy. Even if I could write it, I'd probably lose a lot of it.
Is there really such a reckless person?
Some people frowned, as if they were thinking of the recent rumors of leaked exam questions...
But no matter what everyone thinks, this act of doing the questions together has aroused a sense of crisis in many people.
One person's roll will drive two people's rolls, and half of the people's rolls will almost drive most of the people's rolls.
Many people who originally planned to sleep lit candles and lay down to think about the article and how to solve the problem...
The soldiers pushed the wooden cart and after placing the examination questions, Wang Mang did not leave, but walked forward slowly, as if to see how the candidates were doing.
Song Qiaonian on the other side originally wanted to go back, but seeing this, he had to lead several outer curtain officers to follow Wang Mang's footsteps with fear.
As he walked forward, Song Qiaonian's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find a suitable reason to send Wang Mang back.
Wang Mang is a smart man. Even if he hadn't paid attention to the rumors of leaked test questions before, he might have discovered something was wrong if he was allowed to wander around like this.
Although Wang Mang has recently shown a tendency to turn to Cai Jing, leaking the test questions...it is better to do less than to do more.
But now Song Qiaonian has nothing to do with Wang Mang. Once he opens his mouth to persuade, it will easily reveal flaws and arouse Wang Mang's attention and suspicion.
Song Qiaonian's eyes flickered, and a drop of sweat quietly appeared on his forehead, which was blown dry by the cold winter wind.
Wang Mang walked forward with his hands behind his hands, passing by the door of each apartment.
Each candidate saw the great uncle in scarlet robes and was scrutinized by his majestic eyes, and subconsciously sat upright.
Some candidates originally planned to write quickly and copy down the articles they had memorized in advance, so as not to forget them again during the long nights and dreams.
But at this moment, he hurriedly stopped in front of Wang Mang and pretended to be thinking hard with his pen, so as not to be seen.
Some candidates were still dawdling at first, but after seeing Wang Mang, they immediately straightened up their chests and raised their heads, and their expressions were full of enthusiasm. As if their literary thoughts were flowing, their pens were running wildly, and several pages of manuscript paper were filled in the blink of an eye.
"Um?"
This move indeed attracted Wang Mang's attention. He leaned down and looked at the candidate paper for a while, then nodded and seemed to write down the candidate's name, then stood up and left, walking to the next room.
Seeing Uncle Wang Dazong nod, the candidate seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood, his chest was raised higher and he wrote faster.
"idiot!"
Song Qiaonian cursed in his heart, how could there be such stupid candidates? How did he pass the exam?
But when he saw Wang Mang walking forward, he didn't care about anything else. He could only give the candidate a fierce look and hurriedly followed him.
Wang Mang looked at one candidate after another, until he saw several rows of candidates, then he stopped, turned to Song Qiaonian and a group of external officials and said with a smile: "It's really a holy king coming to the court, a new king and a new atmosphere.
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"Your Majesty just ascended the throne last year, and so many talents emerged in the first examination after he ascended the throne. This is a blessing for me!"
Song Qiao Nian said in his heart that this had nothing to do with Xinjun. If the test questions hadn't been accidentally leaked, you would be useless as Xinjun.
"What Grand Uncle Zong said is absolutely true. Having a saintly king like Your Majesty come to court will definitely be the beginning of our prosperous period." Song Qiaonian smiled and nodded.
Seeing that the two leaders were very satisfied, the external relations officers on the side also laughed and agreed, no matter what they thought in their hearts, but they couldn't go against the leaders, right?
Wang Mang nodded and continued walking forward. It seemed that he would continue to look down.
Song Qiaonian was secretly impatient. It was okay to have a few candidates who were full of ideas, but if there were a lot of such people, everyone would know something was wrong!
At this moment, he desperately hoped that Cai Jing would be here to stop Wang Mang, but it was a pity that this was just a fantasy.
Because Cai Jing is still north of Feihong Bridge, there is no way he can get through.
The entire Gongyuan is divided into two parts, the south and the north, which are separated by a Feihong Bridge.
Feihong Bridge is also the dividing point for examinations and marking of Gongyuan High School.
The area south of Qiao is the largest, including inspection, examination rooms and four outer curtain offices. Two magistrates, Gongju, are in charge of the overall responsibility. All officials here are called outer curtain officers.
To the north of Feihong Bridge is the place where Cai Jing and other examiners are located. They are responsible for marking papers and ranking candidates. The chief examiner and deputy examiners are responsible. The officials in the north are collectively called inner curtain officials.
The bottom line of Gongyuan is that the inner curtain officials are not allowed to go to the north of the bridge, and the outer curtain officials are not allowed to go to the south of the bridge. Examination and marking must be kept absolutely separate.
Therefore, it is impossible for Cai Jing to come to the examination center in the south.
At this time, Zhi Gongju, the first and second officer, is the chief manager and second manager of the examination room, and they speak the truth in the examination room.
And these two official positions are also very particular. Because the examination is presided over by the Ministry of Rites, the official Zhi Gong Ju is always held by the Minister of Rites, and the deputy Zhi Gong Ju is held by the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Outside, Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, was Song Qiaonian's direct superior. In the examination room, Song Qiaonian was still Wang Mang's deputy, so he couldn't do anything to Wang Mang.
Seeing Wang Mang pass another row of dormitories and continue walking forward, Song Qiaonian became more and more anxious.
Suddenly, a burst of snoring reached everyone's ears.
Wang Mang paused for a moment, then walked a little faster, and a group of outer curtain officials hurriedly followed him.
After a while, everyone came to a dormitory.
This place is different from the huts where candles are lit all around and people work hard with lamps. The owner of the hut here just lit a small stove and placed it at his feet, while he lay on two wooden boards put together and snored loudly.
Wang Mang has also presided over several examinations as a Zhigongju. Such situations were common in previous examinations, but this was the first time in this examination.
You must know that other candidates did not sleep, but most of them were lying on the mat thinking about the test questions, tossing and turning.
Only this player actually fell asleep!
Song Qiaonian breathed a sigh of relief. He was considered normal. It would be nice to have more candidates like this.
Wang Mang frowned slightly and looked inside, only to find that the examinee's head was facing in. The room was completely dark, making it difficult to see his face. Even the bag containing the test papers was nailed to the wall of the room. It seemed that He has never been taken off, so no one knows his identity.
Wang Mang smiled and shook his head and continued to walk forward.
Those who can pass the Juren exam and have the confidence to take part in the examination are the only one-in-a-thousand essay masters. They have passed countless levels and got stuck before.
Everyone has rich experience and their own unique test strategies. Those who sleep tonight will not necessarily produce worse articles than those who work late at night.
A group of officials followed him and continued to move forward without disturbing the sleeping candidate.
But if they could stop for a moment and ask someone to check the quota on the white wall, they would find that the sleeping candidate is Mr. Zhuge Liang of Wolong who has recently become famous in the capital...