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Volume Two, Chapter Nine, The Treatment Is Really Different

At the third hour of Yin, a glimmer of dawn appeared in the sky. The entrance examination for the provincial examination had already begun. More than 100 entrances outside the Jiangnan Gongyuan also heard the reputation of the inspector's loud name.

The entrance examination for the provincial examination is indeed severe. Due to undescribable reasons, I will not describe it in detail here. In short, this entrance examination makes people feel embarrassed.

Yang Cong felt a little upset when he watched the candidates being examined by the yamen runners. In this public place, would the yamen runners really dare to give him convenience?

After entering more than ten candidates, the examiner finally said loudly: "Candidate in Hui'an County, Quanzhou Prefecture, Yang Cong."

Yang Cong hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Student Yang Cong, have met the adults."

The examiner didn't even look at it, waved his hand back and said coldly: "Start the inspection."

This guy is so strict. Yang Cong's heart is starting to get upset again. Zhang Ping said that he could pass the test easily, is it true or false.

The next scene made Yang Cong stunned. The body-searched yamen runner seemed a little tired, but he just asked him to untie his belt. After a little checking, he said aloud: "There is no entrainment."

The examiner didn't even see it. He took a sign and threw it to him, and then said loudly: "Go."

Seeing this, Yang Cong was so excited that he was so excited. It seemed that what Zhang Ping said was true. Not only the yamen runners, but even the inspectors, this guy has a way to be compatible!

Now, it seems that there is no need to suffer any more during the nine days of the provincial examination. He took the bamboo basket handed over by the yamen runner with joy and walked quickly into the examination room.

The scale of the Jiangnan Gongyuan is really scary. Although Yang Cong doesn’t have any intensive phobia, when he walked into the examination room, his scalp was a little numb.

There are too many number houses here. Looking around, there are countless rows of numbers, and each row has hundreds of steps in length. In other words, there are more than one hundred number houses in a row, and the density makes people dizzy.

Fortunately, the entrance to the examination room is basically near the corresponding number, and the order of admission is also based on the number of the examination card. He doesn't have to look for it. He just walked into the row of number in front of him. After walking through more than a dozen people's number, he arrived at his number.

This number house is different from the number house in the examination. There is no table or straw mat inside. It is just two wooden boards, one about four feet above the ground, and is placed horizontally on the wall at the entrance as a desk, and the other about two feet above the ground. It is placed horizontally in the number house, as a chair and a bed. Apart from these two wooden boards, there is nothing else in the number house.

Yang Cong gently lifted up the wooden board in front and walked into the quotation room for a casual look. Then he sat down slowly. At this moment, there were about three quarters of a minute left to leave the exam. He was not in a hurry. After putting all the pens and inkstones, he picked up the fan and fanned it leisurely.

This fan is not the one that Zhang Zhen gave him, nor the kind of ragged banana fan that was originally, but a newly bought folding fan.

After he arrived in Jinling City, he realized that it was possible to wear folding fans in this imperial examination, but the folding fans must be specially made, which is the kind made of transparent satin.

This fan is transparent and you can see the right one at a glance. Naturally, there is no need to doubt that there will be entrainments inside, so this kind of fan can be brought into the examination room.

He fanned the fan for a while, and the examiner and the yamen runners who were inspecting outside finally appeared at the entrance of the house, and the exam was about to begin.

Next, Yang Cong was shocked again by the actions of the yamen runners.

Four yamen runners actually carried three loads!

No matter how many test papers there are, you don’t need to put them in a basket, right?

He couldn't help but stretched his neck slightly and saw that they immediately understood that they were carrying two baskets of bowls, two buckets of water and two baskets of candles.

These are all things that candidates need to use these days. Two bowls, rotten ones are used to wash pens, good ones are used to drink water, two candles, ones are used to get one at night, and there are no more.

Unexpectedly, the yamen runner who was responsible for delivering things actually blinked at him when he placed the bowl on the table.

Well, this guy probably wanted to tell him that Zhang Ping asked him to take care of him.

Yang Cong was helpless and could only blink to show his response. Fortunately, no one noticed their little moves, otherwise others would have thought they were conveying feelings.

The next is the formal exam. The first day I tested three classics, which are your understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics. The questions were also excerpted from the Four Books and Five Classics. However, the answers should be based on the routines in Zhu Xi's "Collected Notes on the Four Books".

This question of the Sutra is not as difficult as the standard eight-part essay, because the question of the Sutra is mainly about your understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics, and there is no strict requirement for parallelism and contradictory sentences.

Generally, if there is a set of pair-pairing comparison sentences in each sutra, it is considered to be qualified, if there are two sets of pair-pairing comparison sentences, it is considered a very good article. As for the four groups, you basically don’t need to think about it, because the meaning of the sutra also has space restrictions, if it exceeds four hundred words, your sutra will be abolished.

Of course, Yang Cong chose to make three sets of parallel sentences in each article, because these parallel sentences are nothing to him at all. After nearly two years of practice, he is simply picking up his pen and doesn't even have to draft it.

Of course, this draft still needs to be written, because the requirements for the papers in the provincial examination are quite strict. Not to mention erasing a word and rewriting it, even if you accidentally drop a little ink on the test paper, your test paper will be almost ruined.

Although Yang Cong was very quick in writing, he did not dare to brag that he could write a classic in one go, so this draft still had to be written.

He buried his head in writing for about an hour, and the first sutra was completed. As soon as he put down his pen and was about to take a break, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Someone was standing in front of his house. Who would it be?

He couldn't help but look up and it turned out to be the yamen runner who blinked at him. This guy was holding a bucket of water, holding a scoop, and looking at him with a smile on his face.

This means probably to ask him if he wants to drink water.

Yang Cong was indeed a little thirsty at this moment. He picked up the clean bowl on the table without hesitation and drank all the water inside in one sip.

Seeing this, the yamen runner hurriedly stepped forward and poured him a bowl of water, blinked his eyes, and then walked away with a smile on his face.

The treatment is indeed different. Fortunately, the number rooms for the provincial examination are all in a single row, and there is no one on the other side. The candidates next to them dare not stick out their heads to see what they were doing. They asked other candidates to know that Yang Cong had someone to "serve", so they would probably be so angry that they were so angry.

You know, other candidates dare not drink too much water. Moreover, there is almost a bowl of water a day, and it basically disappears after drinking it. If you want to drink too much, the yamen runners may not come to give you more.
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