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Or to put it in a common saying by Shu people: rush over, the sun will be dragons and tigers; if you can't pass, the sun will be a cat's butt.

The words are rough but not rough.

This is a critical moment. I have been traveling through the Ming Dynasty for more than half a year. Isn’t it the day I’m waiting for?

I made up my heart, bite my teeth, and tried hard.

It is a lie to not be nervous. Even though he knew the test questions in advance, Wu Jie still couldn't help but feel nervous.

This sleep naturally did not sleep well, and was always half asleep. During this period, I had many bizarre dreams, dreaming that I fell asleep in the exam room, and returned to modern society, and I could no longer wear the Ming Dynasty; I dreamed that I was carrying a pen to write an essay in the exam room, but in a blink of an eye, the brush turned into a fountain pen, and the pen could not get out of water even if I could live or die.

I dreamed that the test paper was sent out and I looked at it carefully, but the test questions were completely different from those in real history, but I couldn’t get one question.

This nightmare made Wu Jie suddenly wake up, sweating all over. He sat on the bed for most of the day before Peng Peng's heartbeat calmed down.

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and Wu Jie saw the moth tiptoe to the mosquito net.

As soon as he opened the tent, he saw Wu Jie sitting there steadily, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of brilliance.

She frightened her and took a step back: "Young Master, have you woken up?"

Wu Jie let out a long breath of heat: "It's time?"

Moth nodded and said, "The end of Yin, you can't delay any more."

When the Gongyuan starts to call the name at the Mao hour, you have to hurry in front of you. Otherwise, once the time comes, the street will be sent, and the immortals will not be able to enter.

He took off his shoes and walked onto the bed. He quickly put on his clothes for Wu Jie, combed his hair into a bun, put it on an ivory hairpin, and finally put on a square scarf.

"How is the weather?" Wu Jie asked again.

"It's very bad. It's going to get cold." Mori replied, his hands stopping.

Wu Jie listened to the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves outside, and called out a rustling sound. An autumn rain was cold. I don’t know what the temperature would drop. It would definitely not be a pleasant thing to stay in the exam room for three or nine days.

Even the third and third daughter had already gotten up. She was busy preparing breakfast outside, and the lights were lit.

"Face." The moth was carrying a hot towel.

Wu Jie was rinsing his mouth with a cup of strong tea, and his throat was gurgling for a long time, spitting the tea into the spittoon held by the cinnamon twig. Before he could react, the hot towel covered his face and rubbed it vigorously.

Now, the sleepy bug is completely gone.

I drank a bowl of porridge and ate two slices of cucumbers. I didn’t dare to delay and hurried out.

The rain was getting heavier and the face was wet.

There was a sedan chair waiting at the gate of the yard. The sedan chair was Wu Jie's old acquaintance. When he saw him, he looked solemn and didn't talk nonsense. He directly helped Wu Jie into the sedan chair, lifted it up, and ran away.

Even the third brother ran away with a test basket like a hill, three points faster than a sedan.

But Mori didn't follow him, saying that he had gone to the exam room and was nervous and couldn't stand it.

Wu Jie picked up the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at the direction of the home again, but saw moth standing quietly at the gate of the yard, motionless, behind it was the orange lights of the house.

The sedan chair was about to turn to a street next to it, when Wu Jie suddenly heard the moth crying, and his body trembled in the rain: "Master, madam, you guys watch it in the Spirit of Heaven, the young master is about to enter the examination room!"

"It's a good journey!"

The moth kneeled in the rain with a "puff" sound, and his shoulders twitched up and down.

The sedan finally turned into the street next to it, the lights at home disappeared, and there was darkness in front of me again.

But Wu Jie's eyes were wet.

...

Originally, the Lu family also arranged the candidates of the clan school who lived in the mansion a day in advance. By the time of Yin, they would be called up to eat and then set off in the arranged sedan chair.

Wu Jie was fussed because he had to review the test questions and didn't want others to see his Chinese pinyin, so he simply went home.

He came early today, and it would be better for his classmates to come to the clan school.

The night was still very dark, but there seemed to be more and more people on the street, and the voices gradually became boiling. I think they were all scholars who came to take the exam.

As I was about to arrive at the Shuntian Prefecture Tribunal Courtyard, I heard someone outside the sedan chair shouting: "Who is it?"

Wu Jie poked his head out and looked at it, but it was two yamen runners who were just holding the street and checking the pedestrians one by one.

And there are carriages, ox carriages and sedans all the way down the street, which are blocked.

Wu Jie came early and was just ahead.

Hearing the yamen runner's shout, the third brother Lian smiled and handed over a bunch of money: "Brother tolerate, I'm sorry. My young master is about to attend the Shuntian Prefecture provincial examination, and I hope it will be convenient."

The toll didn't accept the money, slapped Lian Lao San's hand and scolded: "Who doesn't know you are here to take the exam? Do ordinary people get up so early? The scholar in the sedan chair, come down, carry your things in and call the name, and the others stay."

Wu Jie got out of the sedan chair and took the test basket on Lian Lao San's back, and was about to leave.

Even the third brother was unresponsive. He was originally a military man and had a little temper. He had always shrank in front of scholars, but he was not afraid of seeing the yamen runners with the same identity as him.

He suddenly became confused and pointed at the test basket angrily: "My young man is very delicate and expensive. Look, look, look, how do you ask him to carry so many things?"

At this point, other candidates were also queuing up. Most of the scholars in ancient times had good families, and many of them brought slaves. Moreover, most of them were not diligent in their appearance and did not distinguish between grains. It was indeed a very painful thing to have to recite so many things in.

So, the others also started to rush in with their servants.

The yamen runner was also angry and put the stick in front of him to block the crowd. He cursed: "You think we want to cause trouble, there are too many damn people. There are more than 3,000 scholars who come to take the exam today. If each of them brings three servants, even if they go to the Taihe Palace Square, it will not be enough to pretend. Don't let me be embarrassed. We can't afford to offend you, but I dare to beat you a few servants. I'm not polite."

Seeing that it was too chaotic, Wu Jie hurriedly said to Lian Lao San: "Lao Lian, I will go in by myself, so you don't follow me. The tolerance is right. This is the rule of the Gongyuan, and it cannot be broken."

Seeing that Wu Jie was the first to memorize the exam basket, the others came quietly. They also carved things on the land and followed them.

Poor, these scholars have a good family background, so they naturally have enough things to prepare at home. A test basket weighs about 20 or 30 kilograms, which immediately pushed several people who were weak and couldn't help but breathe.

There was chaos, and even a scholar fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

It was too crowded, and Wu Jie couldn't control the others, so he just walked forward with all his might.

When I arrived at the small square in front of the Gongyuan, there were more people, so it was not an exaggeration to describe it as crowded.

It was time to see that it was the hour of the siege. What should have come was long ago.

Everyone looked like a heavy luggage. After walking this journey, they were sweating profusely, their headscarfs were crooked, and their clothes were taken off, and they were as unconventional as peddlers.

It's really a mess.

The square was full of shouting sounds.

"Are you classmates from Dongshan Academy in Shunyi? Come here, Dahuaishu, come here!"

"I am Li Xiaoyi from Changping, I am acquaintances?" This scholar is probably a bit prestige among local scholars.

"Did Fangshan come?"

Therefore, the candidates continued to gather dozens of circles, large and small, according to their hometown and classmates.

According to the old system of the provincial examination, all examinations will be admitted in different regions. If everyone gathers together, they can also improve efficiency.

For example, most candidates in Beijing are assigned to the Tian-character house, while Changping is the Di-character house, Fangshan is the Herringbone house, and so on.

The eyes were filled with people, as if they were in a summer cesspool, and they saw big white tail maggots.

Wu Jie was dazzled by the sight. This experience was really not so pleasant.

After walking in the crowd for a long time, he was also a little anxious, so he simply stood there, listened with his ears in his mouth for a long time, and finally heard someone shouting: "The candidates from the left governor Lu Mansion clan school are all here!"

It was the fat man's voice that seemed abrupt among the more than 3,000 candidates.

Wu Jie looked in the direction, but saw Lu Chang standing on a mahogany basket and shouting loudly.

The little fat man suffered a family law a few days ago and suffered a major mental blow. He had long known what he was depressed. But looking at the guy's appearance, he looked excited and was completely unaffected.

People with big nerves are mostly very healthy in their mental health, but this is something that makes people envious.

The fat man shouted, then took out a horn from his arms and took a sip, moistening his throat, not knowing whether it was rice wine or tea.

Wu Jie was funny. At this moment, the fat man shouted again: "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, you are the one who is missing. Where are you hiding? Are you so anxious?"

Then Wu Jie raised his right hand and squeezed forward: "Here, come!"

"Ha, I finally waited for you. Now our Lu family has all learned." Lu Chang hugged Wu Jie and kept patting Wu Jie's vest with his hands.

Lin Tingchen and Lu Xuan were disgusted by each other. As for the children of the Lu family, they all intentionally or unintentionally kept a certain distance from Wu Jie and Fatty Lu.

"Ahem, you're almost photographed with internal injuries by the fat man with such great strength." Wu Jie hurriedly pushed the fat man away and asked in a low voice: "How is your injury?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just skin trauma, it's already scabbed."

"It doesn't matter?" Wu Jie was still a little worried. If it gets inflamed in such a hot day, it would be fatal in ancient times without antibiotics.

"Don't worry, it's okay." The fat man said: "Brother Jie, don't forget what our Lu family does. The Jinyiwei will be punished for the trial of the case. It is common for the prisoner to be beaten to pieces, so there are naturally golden sore medicines that can be used."

Wu Jie was relieved.

At this moment, a cannon suddenly came from the Gongyuan, and Wu Jie was shocked: "Are you going to take the exam now?"

"Enter the venue, it's early!" The fat man replied: "Now it's closed. After the street is closed, the name will start at the time of Mao. Candidates must verify their true colors one by one and enter the venue with the exam numbers. When the papers are issued, it will be evening."

"Why is it so late?"

"More than three thousand people, a whole day may not be enough."

Wu Jie woke up and was about to sigh, when a yamen runner shouted loudly: "The street has been closed, the street has been closed, my dear, please prepare to click Mao."

More than three thousand people trembled subconsciously and calmed down, like waves at the ebb.

Wu Jie felt a little shocked: It’s so spectacular. More than 3,000 people only admitted 75 people. This is the real way to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops!

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