In general, the process of the imperial examination is similar to that of the provincial examination, the questions are similar, and the reviews are similar.

Unless it is the second game, the third game will cause something to avoid, and burn the test papers and other unlucky things, generally speaking, the standard is only the seven questions in the first game.

Qian Yuan glanced at the surrounding rooms and basically cleaned up the sanitation, and then started to do the questions.

The scholars in this era have similar schedules, get up very early and go to bed very early, but Qian Yuan still maintains the habits of his previous life in this regard, night owls.

He got up at about three o'clock in the fourth day of the morning. He had already put his eyelids on his upper body and lowered his eyelids. Qian Yuan moved the box inside, put the plate on the ground and spread the bedding. He picked up the copper pot and poured two soup kids into the bedding.

"It's really short." Qian Yuan complained. He must have his feet outside when he lie down, so he had to take out a spare quilt to lay it at the door.

After everything was ready, Qian Yuan lie in comfortably and almost instantly dreamed of Duke Zhou going.

The chief examiner of this subject is Wu Shan, the Minister of Rites, and the deputy is Li Chunfang, the Right Minister of Rites. After finishing his work, the two went to the examination room to inspect. When they arrived at the Huangzi Kao Lane, they could see the bedding at the door at a glance.

Wu Shan frowned and walked over. Before he could get close, he heard the sound of yelling from inside. The sound was quite loud and rhythmic. The candidates in the room next door were writing quickly, with small strips of cloth stuffed into their ear holes...

Li Chunfang looked at the coal stove at her feet with interest, closed two-thirds of the wind gate, folded a few pieces of clothes onto the copper pot, and forgot to sleep during the day, she even took off her clothes...

At this time, the shouting suddenly stopped, and the candidate in the quilt turned over and showed his face. Li Chunfang leaned over and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head. He was the top scholar in Jiajing for 26 years, and had met Qian Yuan under Zhang Juzheng's introduction.

After leaving the yellow-branded Kaoxiang, Wu Shan asked in a low voice: "Does Zishi know this person?"

Zishi is Li Chunfang's name. He is famous for not being able to hold back. He doesn't offend anyone. He is very cautious and does not admit it. He smiled and shook his head and said, "I just saw that stove is interesting. I inspected the whole way and saw several places."

"Strange and lustful skills." Wu Shan snorted.

Li Chunfang couldn't help but curl her lips behind her. The Minister of Rites said it nicely, his eyes were not tolerated, but to say it was ugly that he didn't like anyone, cursed Yan Song and attacked Xu Jie, and ignored Li Mo.

Li Chunfang is a famous "Prime Minister of Qingci" in history, and his reputation is no better than Yuan Wei. He was promoted from a Hanlin composer to the prime minister of the cabinet. His six promotions were not recommended once, and all of them were chosen by the emperor. Naturally, such people were not seen in Wu Shan's eyes.

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Qian Yuan sat up lazily and touched the clothes spread on the copper pot. Well, they were all hot. He changed his clothes and was busy folding the bedding, and then in the strange eyes of the invigilator outside the door... he went to wash his face and brush his teeth.

"Sizi..."

The sound of oil burst sounded in the alley, causing several candidates to pop out. They saw Qian Yuan waving the spatula in his right hand, and the small iron pot in his left hand was still shaking from time to time.

The fried rice must be made of overnight rice, otherwise the taste will be too bad. With a portion of fried mutton, Qian Yuan ate it here, and the candidates in the room opposite looked green and looked at it... It smells so good!

After dinner, he threw the bowls and chopsticks directly outside the door. This time Qian Yuan brought six or seven sets of bowls and chopsticks in, poured a soup maker, raised the board, opened the prepared folded stool, brewed a cup of tea, and opened the test paper bag.

The first four books are titled, "If you use it, you will do it; if you leave it, you will hide it."

This comes from the Analects of Confucius. The son said to Yan Yuan: "If you use it, you will do it; if you give it away, you will hide it. Only I and you have this husband!"

It means that if you are appointed, you will show your ambitions, and if you are not appointed, you will hide yourself. Only you and I can do this.

To put it simply, one should help the world if one is prosperous, and one should be safe if one is poor.

The scope is broader. If the country appoints you, you should implement your own ideas based on your own home court. If the country does not appoint you, you should put away your propositions.

Qian Yuan has done this question, and there are also examples sent by Lu Shusheng.

After weighing the pros and cons of his heart, Qian Yuan took up a geese and wrote on the draft paper, "The sage's friendship is revealed by the ability."

After writing the first four books, Qian Yuan changed it to the Five Classics title. He studied the "Spring and Autumn Annals", which was relatively difficult among the Five Classics.

The Ming Dynasty's imperial examination mainly looked at the first session, and the first session was mainly looked at the first question of the Four Books and the Five Classics. Although the latter statement may not be accurate, it is not unreasonable.

After writing two drafts, Qian Yuan stopped writing and got up to do it. It was already night. The invigilator outside was still insisting. There were lanterns hanging outside the room, and the alley was quiet, and the candidates were all asleep.

After thinking about it, cooking at this time... might arouse public anger. Qian Yuan thought about it and just took out an iron box and put it on the coal stove. It contained the cooked eight-treasure porridge. He threw in two peeled tea eggs and put them in them, and finally ordered a few drops of sesame oil.

After drinking the hot eight-treasure porridge, Qian Yuan became more and more energetic. He drafted the draft until about four o'clock in the morning before going to bed. He hugged in the quilt, put on his earplugs, and slept until noon the next day before getting up.

This is the time for other candidates to have lunch. Most of them chew steamed buns and add some pickles at most. Some people bought snacks and cooked food from Qianjia Restaurant. There were only two people who were cooking with fire.

One is Qian Yuan. After washing his face and brushing his teeth as usual, he thought about it and did not cook the dishes. Instead, he turned out a box, and threw it into an iron pot with large pieces of noodles mixed with vegetables. He changed it to a low heat, added some water, and covered it with a lid.

The other is Pan Yunduan, who happened to be in the Huang-style Kao Lane, Yezhi's "Spring and Autumn" happened to be in the Huang-style Kao Lane. This guy... Even Qian Yuan was dumbfounded when he saw it on the way to the toilet.

The copper hot pot on the coal stove at the door of the room was boiling. Pan Yun sat upright on the box, holding chopsticks in one hand and bowl in the other. There were all kinds of dishes on the ground, frozen tofu, lamb slices, cabbage, egg dumplings, black fungus... The combination of meat and vegetables is quite even.

Inspector Qian Yuan looked at the long neck and saw that the bowl was red, black and green, the red one was pepper, the green one was green onion, and the black one was mushroom sauce that had just been developed by Suiyuan.

Seeing Qian Yuan, Pan Yunduan still smiled and waved his left hand with his left hand, picked up a colander with his right hand and took out a few quail eggs in the pot.

I really should have this guy sent him to a bad numb!

However, Qian Yuan quickly calmed down. Even if the temperature in Beijing was low enough in February, there were charcoal basins everywhere in Kao Lane, and the temperature was not low. Just calculate it and just eat this meal, otherwise the beef and mutton would be bad.

He lifted the lid, threw the sliced ​​garlic slices in advance, picked up the chopsticks and shook the dough, Qian Yuan sat on the box and started eating fried noodles. This fried noodles was made by a chef brought by Qian Zheng from Huizhou.

There is a big difference between Huizhou fried noodles and fried noodles in other places. First, boil lard, mix it with vegetarian oil, serve half of it for later use, stir-fry the remaining half of the shredded pork, diced mushrooms, then add cabbage, bean sprouts, and shredded radish, spread the noodles on the dish, then add water from the edge of the pot and cover it with an iron cover.

After two incense sticks, turn the dough over, wait until the water is dry, add salt to the oil you have previously served, sprinkle the white sugar on the surface, and finally shake the dough off.

Unlike the fried noodles in other places, the fried noodles in Huizhou are completely steamed and are not fried at all.

Because this fried noodles are heavy in oil, they are very sturdy and taste good. They are so hungry that my uncle stuffed Qian Yuan three boxes of prepared fried noodles in.

After eating the fried noodles, Qian Yuan threw the box away, washed his hands and started to continue. He had already made four drafts last night, and there were three left. There was no way he had no ability to do everything, so he could only make the draft first and then polish it slowly.

He slept until noon before getting up, Qian Yuan fought until three or four o'clock in the middle of the night before going to bed. The soldiers outside were already blind... The work and rest time was too messy.

It was noon again when Qian Yuan had already drafted all three, four books, four classics, and five classics. While thinking about how to modify them in his mind, he started cooking. Yesterday, the fried noodles oil was too heavy and he was a little tired of it. He changed his dish today.

I cooked bamboo shoots and roasted pork in advance and then fried radish slices, but before Qian Yuan could start eating, it was raining outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the small eaves could not be blocked at all.

There was panic in the alley. The candidates were busy looking for something to block the door and carefully put the test papers away. However, with the strong wind, many numbers were already wet. Qian Yuan saw a candidate rushing out of the door with a miserable howl. Several test papers in the aisle were blown by the wind, but soon fell on the wet ground.
Chapter completed!