On the ninth day of the second lunar month, Dongming Ziyu entered the examination room. There were three exams, one every three days, each lasting three days. Today was the first day of the exam.
The examination was presided over by the Ministry of Rites. There were two examiners, one was the Yushi doctor and the other was the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. There were also eighteen fellow examiners, all Hanlin officers of the Hanlin Academy. In addition, the emperor also sent Prince Shun to supervise the examination.
Therefore, it is very strict in every aspect.
The weather was still very cold at this time, and the candidates were all wearing several layers of thin single clothes and shivering outside the Gongyuan.
There were a lot of people. There were more than 4,000 candidates lined up at the Gongyuan Gate. Plus those taking the exams, it was a huge crowd.
Old Man Dong, Old Mrs. Qian, Shangguan Ruoli, Ling Yue and Wulang all came to see Dongming Ziyu off, but they couldn't get close at all. They stopped two streets away, leaving Dongming Ziyu alone to carry the examination basket.
Go and queue.
Even if there is space, the test basket is fully prepared, including snacks, braised pork, dried meat, steamed buns, dried vegetables, fried noodles, etc.
Dongming Ziyu walked forward little by little in the queue, looking at the examinees in front of him who were taking off their clothes for examination, with a somewhat unnatural expression. However, he had already taken off his clothes for examination during the provincial examination, so it was not that uncomfortable.
After waiting in line for an hour, it was Dongming Ziyu's turn. He first gave the examination basket in his hand to the guard next to him for inspection.
Another officer held the portrait in his hand and looked at Dongming Ziyu carefully against it. Then he checked the documents and tested the card. After confirming that it was correct, he went to a small space surrounded by cloth to take off his clothes for inspection.
Although he was a little uncomfortable, Dongming Ziyu still cooperated and took off his clothes one by one. The two guards carefully inspected the clothes, shoes and socks, and took a look at the hair, ears, eyes, nostrils, and mouth.
I didn't let it go. Fortunately, I didn't check the chrysanthemum.
Those who came here for reference were all candidates. The officers were very polite to the candidates. They were adults and they couldn't afford to offend them.
There were so many people that Dongming Ziyu didn’t meet anyone he knew, so he entered the examination room after undergoing the examination.
As the flattering Jieyuan, he was also mentored by Su Daru and attracted a lot of attention. The concierge would receive posts about poetry gatherings every day. But he didn't go there and didn't make many friends. There were some bad rumors about him.
Rumors, arrogance, arrogance, and so on.
As for who the person who spread the rumor was, Dongming Ziyu didn't bother to check. Arrogance and arrogance are not derogatory words. With Su Daru and Master Zhikong around, no one would believe them no matter how ugly they were.
Dongming Ziyu walked in with the exam blue in hand. When he saw his exam number, he couldn't help but want to curse. Next to his dormitory was the toilet, which was the legendary stinky number.
Is it a coincidence or someone specially arranged it?
Although the entire process of the exam is strictly controlled, as long as someone is handling it, there will be loopholes that can be exploited. And the non-critical link like the room is the easiest for people to manipulate. Also, patrol the examination room.
The servants can also use their hands and feet to provide cold water, stain rolled noodles, etc., seriously drugging, and setting fires.
Dongming Ziyu knew about this when he was emperor and couldn't completely put an end to it. Let alone now, he could only enter the room with a grimace.
First, I carefully inspected the room and cleaned it, but found no problems. I spread out the quilt on the bed, and a musty and damp smell hit my face.
He took out the items in the test basket and arranged them one by one, then sat down and looked at the candidates opposite.
The dormitories in the row opposite have already been filled in one after another. The candidates opposite Dongming Ziyu must be about forty years old. At this point, the average age of the candidates is older.
The whole morning was pretty good, but at noon there were more people going to the toilet, and the smell hit my nose. Fortunately, Dongming Ziyu prepared a mask. He could only wear single clothes, and the mask could not have layers. After wearing a single-layer mask,
It's better than nothing, but the smell is still unbearable.
Fortunately, I can go into the space to eat and sleep at night, otherwise I don’t know how I would survive.
He was very careful and put away the test papers when eating, drinking, and sleeping. He would also put the test papers in the test bag with him when he went to the toilet.
At night, the smell became even more pungent. After finally staying up until everyone around him fell asleep, Dongming Ziyu quickly entered the space.
Shangguan Ruoli had already boiled chicken soup and cooked a table of dishes. When he saw him coming in, he smiled and said, "Are you hungry?"
Suddenly, a stinking smell hit her. She frowned and said with a strange expression: "No way? Is this because you have been assigned a bad number?"
Her expression was the complex twitch of "I want to laugh, I gloat, but I still have to hold it in, and I can't hold it in, and I have to show distress and sympathy."
Dongming Ziyu couldn't laugh or cry, "I see schadenfreude in your eyes."
Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile: "I know you can handle it. Quick, go take a hot bath first. I put herbs in it to dispel cold and strengthen the body."
The snow outside hasn't melted yet, and it's still cold even if she wears multiple layers of single clothes, so she has already prepared the medicine for her medicinal bath.
As for the bad boy, Shangguan Ruoli had no choice but to prepare a few more masks for Dongming Ziyu, put on more layers when the time came, and bring refreshing peppermint oil and floral water.
In the second session, Dongming Ziyu wore a four-layer mask and felt better. Looking across the way, the candidate with a bad reputation also put on a mask and nodded gratefully to him.
After the papers were handed out, everyone sat upright, gathered their minds, first checked whether the papers were complete and there were no errors, then wrote down the candidate information and started reviewing the questions.
Dongming Ziyu reviewed the topic, spread out the draft paper, and planned to start drafting.
Suddenly, his hand while laying the paper stopped, and he felt something was wrong. It felt wrong. Compared with yesterday's manuscript paper, it was a little hard, as if it had been soaked in water and then ironed dry.
The paper used for the exam is not ordinary white paper, it is specially provided, and there are marks on the corners of the paper, so it cannot be replaced by free paper.
Dongming Ziyu had a bad premonition that someone was going to plot against him at some time. He used a special potion to write words on the manuscript paper. When exposed to water, or roasted by fire, or painted with a special potion, the words would become visible.
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Cheating is only effective if caught on the spot. There is no fire in the examination room, and it is unrealistic to use potion to apply it, so water is more convenient.
His eyes darkened, he used his mind to draw water from space to his palm, and gently stroked the manuscript paper. Sure enough, blue writing gradually appeared on the manuscript paper.
Ha! Sure enough!
Who is plotting against him regardless of the consequences?
You must know that this manuscript paper was issued in the examination room. If it is found out, he will not be the only one involved. Everyone who passed the manuscript paper, as well as the examiner, will be implicated. Fraud in the examination room has never been a trivial matter. Once discovered, it will be severely punished, ranging from minor to minor.
If you lose your official position, you may lose your life and your whole family will be implicated.
Isn't the price too high for a plot against a small person? Who thinks so highly of himself?