Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 88: Look at the title and think about it carefully. When the poem is finished, the sound of firecrackers is heard.
Chapter 88: Look at the title and think about it carefully. When the poem is finished, the sound of firecrackers is heard.
Precisely because the four books are the most important, the first day of the exam has become the key to the success or failure of the Qiu Wei exam.
According to the rules, if you cannot answer all the seven questions in the Four Books and Five Classics, you are allowed to answer one less question each.
However, almost no one wants to do this.
It's like giving you an additional question in the college entrance examination. Although you don't have to answer it, if you can answer it, it will definitely not help you at all.
At that time, how many people can be defeated with every point!
The same is true for the provincial examination. Not to mention missing one question each time, if you answer just one question less, your chances of admission will be very slim.
Candidates from China-Turkmen will never give up any chance at any time!
Jia Lan quickly browsed through the questions and breathed a sigh of relief. None of them were off-topic questions, and some of them had even been simulated by himself.
However, he still did not write, his eyes were fixed on the topic, and his mind was empty.
There is one more question before I start writing.
Although there are a lot of seven questions, most of them are already known to Jia Lan, and he only needs to determine the writing style before he can start writing.
Recalling Feng Ziying's experience of being the examiner Sheng Hong, and then recalling the evaluation of this Shanda man by the director Li Xuan and Cheng Kewei, combined with what Jia Lan saw with his own eyes just now, this examiner should be following the old system, but he is not.
A flexible person who rigidly abides by dogma and can apply the past to the present.
As for the rest of the examiners...
Jia Lan recalled the comments made by mountain chief Li Xuanzhu to each examiner one by one.
At this time, Jia Lan once again experienced the power of an old man who has been immersed in officialdom for decades.
The last time I had such a profound experience was during the college examination a year ago.
Li Xuanzhu could tell the resume of each examiner clearly and clearly, and he could even list the names of his tutors when he was selected as Jinshi. This memory even greatly admired Cheng Kewei.
The most rare thing is that Li Xuanzhu has a thorough understanding of the forces in the DPRK and can tell each examiner's ideas and factions.
Of course, Li Xuan only mentioned it briefly, but it was enough to inspire Jia Lan.
The charcoal in the charcoal stove made a slight crackling sound, but Jia Lan was completely unaware of it. He sat cross-legged next to the desk and glanced at the topic again.
The questions are not very outlandish, and they are even-keeled, which is in line with the character of Yin Shenghong of Shuntian Prefecture.
There was a question in it, "It's hard to talk to each other when we are from a different country. When a boy sees it, his disciples are confused." After Jia Lan read it, he smiled in his heart, as if this question was asked by him.
It seems that this Shanda man also has a lively and lively side in his heart.
Jia Lan prepared his pen and ink first, spread out the paper, closed his eyes and thought for a while, before finally writing.
I finished it in one go, and before noon, I had finished the four book questions.
Jia Lan stretched out, looked at the stove that had already been extinguished, took out the dry food Li Wan had prepared for him from the food box, and ate it slowly with water.
Originally Li Wan wanted to prepare more food, but Jia Lan said that based on the experience of his seniors, it is best not to prepare too much food.
Nowadays, there is no way to keep food fresh. If you bring too much food, it will easily go bad.
And there is one more important thing.
After eating a lot, even the toilet in Gongyuan is still quite pleasant.
So Jia Lan only brought some dried meat and white rice. The former can provide high calories, and the latter is poured into the stove and added with water to make white porridge, which can clear the stomach.
It’s only three days, so bear with it.
After lunch, Jia Lan revised and polished the questions from the Four Books one more time, then carefully transcribed them onto the examination paper, and then began to write the questions from the Five Classics.
At night, the golden sound of the cloud plate sounded again, and it was time for the unified winding.
"Please, let me finish writing this!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Take this person away quickly and collect the papers!"
Not far away, there were faint screams from candidates and scoldings from examiners. After a while of noise, there was room for crying.
Soon there was another sound of slapping on the door panel, and then even the sound disappeared.
All unnecessary noise is strictly prohibited in the examination room. Violators will be immediately disqualified from the examination.
"Alas..." Jia Lan, who had already handed in the paper, sighed. The examination room was like a battlefield, with thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge. It was always so cruel.
Recalling the several major exams he went through in later generations, Jia Lan couldn't help but think of his life before time travel and his missing father.
【Why did you travel to this world?】
With this question in mind, Jia Lan fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, after taking a short nap, Jialan meditated and visualized until dawn again took the test questions. Compared with the first day's test questions, the second day's test questions were much simpler. There was only one poem, with the theme "A hundred warbling orioles surround the chapter."
” as the title.
In addition, there are also test edicts, judgments, reports, and imperial edicts, which are equivalent to the writing of official documents in later generations.
Although the difficulty level has been reduced, the number of questions is still quite large.
Jia Lan read the question first, then spent half a day writing the practical essay that followed, leaving the remaining time to slowly think about the poem question.
After several revisions, Jia Lan transcribed the final poem onto the examination paper.
"The poem has hundreds of chirping orioles surrounding Jianzhang"
The sun is covered with five clouds and the smoke is light at dawn, and a hundred warblers are heard for the first time in Qi Valley.
When the orchid blows back, it looks gloomy, and the depth of the flower shade is not clear.
The golden strands curve in front of the wind, and the sky sings with the sound of white snow.
What's the matter? The silver spring is still waiting to be burned, and the fragrant trees in the forest are in the spring.
After answering the questions, looking at the late hour, Jia Lan, who felt a little hungry, lit a fire and started cooking porridge.
"Cuckoo!"
Suddenly, a flapping sound of bird wings came from the door. Jia Lan looked up and saw a pigeon landing in front of the door of his examination room. It was blocked by the curtain he installed. He stretched out his head and tried to fly in.
.
Looking at the little animal, Jia Lan smiled knowingly, walked to the door and drove it out.
But soon the pigeon turned back again.
At this time, Jia Lan didn't notice anything was wrong.
[Could it be that the aroma of my cooking porridge attracted them here?]
As the spiritual sense unfolds, the aura of this pigeon is obviously mixed with that of a human being.
Jialan's eyes sharpened and he observed the pigeon carefully. He soon discovered that there was a slender piece of paper tied to the pigeon's foot.
【Not good!】
At this time, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers outside the Gongyuan, and Jia Lan's eyes showed surprise. He looked at the pigeon again, no longer hesitated, immediately gathered his mind, and opened his spiritual sense again.
"Cuckoo!"
The pigeon seemed to have encountered something terrible, and was so frightened that it turned around and flew away.
The sound of firecrackers outside continued for a while, and the faint sounds of officers and soldiers shouting could still be heard.
Jia Lan didn't dare to relax and kept paying attention to the door.
After that, the pigeon never flew back.
Just when Jia Lan felt relieved, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the corridor outside the door.
"Open!"
A majestic voice sounded outside the door.
With a click, the door of Jialan's examination room was opened.