The spring examination for the eighth year of Zhiping is about to come.

Yang Zhuochao is ready.

A nineteen-year-old young man sat in front of the window reading a book, with a faint fluff on his lips, which was similar to a newly formed hairy peach.

Li glanced out the window and went to the back.

Yang Jinian was also sitting in front of the window reading a book. When Li saw this, he felt that the father and son were both from the same mold, but he didn't laugh.

"Official, Dalang looked dazed, afraid he was worried that he would not pass the exam!"

Li sat down with a sad face. Yang Jinian looked up at her, "How many people can win the exam for the first time?"

"That's right!" Li relaxed a little while thinking about this, "Then tell Dalang and tell him not to worry about this."

"What did you say you do?" Yang Jinian felt that his wife was a little crazy. "He is nineteen years old, so he should think about this by himself, otherwise how to get married and start a business?"

Li said dissatisfiedly: "Dalang is still young!"

"I'm still young?" Yang Jinian was almost angry to death. "You're looking at his wife... Is it still young? Do you have to take care of everything after he gets married?"

"What's wrong with that?" Li's mouth was stubborn.

"Okay." Yang Jinian knew that this topic could not be further deepened, otherwise there would be no good days today, "Da Lang went to see it for his husband."

He put down the book and went to his son's side. Seeing that he was reading, he couldn't help but praise: "Da Lang is indeed diligent."

Yang Zhuochao put down the book, Yang Jinian picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be.

"Are you still watching this at this time?" Yang Jinian was a little angry even though he was Buddhist.

Yang Zhuochao said: "Dad, what you learn on weekdays is the key. At this time, you have to take the exam. If you think about reading, it is a sharpening of the gun at the end of the battle."

Yang Jinian was stuffy with his chest and wanted to scold him, but was worried that his son's emotions would be affected, so he said lightly: "It's just a good student to take the exam. Let me tell you about that year for my father..."

Yang Jinian told his imperial examination career and said some unlucky experiences. In a word, if you can pass the Jinshi before the age of 30, you will be the winner in life. You are only nineteen years old and there are eleven years left, so we are not in a hurry.

This is decompression and reality.

"Don't believe in any genius. Most of the people who pass the Jinshi once will be God's will." Yang Jinian smiled and said, "God doesn't like you, and it's common for you to rub you for several years. This is how you are a father, you..."

He looked at his son seriously, "You passed the examination last year, and you felt it was good for your father. However, it was different for the Jinshi. If you passed the imperial examination within ten years, you would have no regrets for your father."

Yang Zhuochao nodded and agreed.

On the other side, Cao Ben is also preparing for the exam.

Unlike Yang Zhuochao's Yun Danfengqing, he is a model of working hard to achieve success in the past.

The candlelight shook, and Cao Ben was writing quickly.

It was not until midnight that he fell asleep, and his mind was full of questions.

The next day, when Cao Huang came to see his messy hair, he said with pain: "Dalang, it would be fine if I failed this exam, our family doesn't rely on this."

Cao Ben said seriously: "Dad, if you decide to do something, you must do your best to do it well. No matter what you encounter, you must not be afraid or retreat."

Cao Huang smiled dryly and said, "Yes! It's just that you have worked so hard."

"It's not hard," Cao Ben said: "Originally, the students in the academy only slept for three hours a day, and the same goes for children."

"But you only slept for two hours." Cao Huang was staring at his son recently, feeling that he was crazy.

"The child must pass the Jinshi exam!" Cao Ben picked up the book again.

"Okay, but there is no need to worry, it will take ten or twenty years." Cao Huang said carelessly.

The imperial examination is a single-plank bridge, and no one says he can squeeze through.

...

The provincial examination has begun.

Yang Zhuoxue was worried that her brother was inexperienced, so she went back to her parents' home the day before and muttered.

Yang Zhuochao is still yes, yes, he is as rich as a cloud.

Yang Zhuoxue had a headache when she saw her younger brother like this.

Then there is the exam.

Yang Zhuochao entered the examination room, and Cao Ben also entered the examination room.

After seeing the question, Yang Zhuochao narrowed his eyes and stared blankly.

This is a stool draft.

Cao Ben lay down after seeing the question. He had not had enough sleep recently, so he needed to keep his brain awake.

Yang Zhuochao started to do the questions.

Cao Ben fell asleep.

"I've won!"

Some candidates suddenly stood up and shouted wildly. Cao Ben sat up suddenly, for a while.

He actually fell asleep!

The candidate was crazy and was taken out.

Cao Ben only slept for a moment, but was shocked and felt energetic.

Then there is the question.

...

After the exam, when they returned home, the two families were almost the same moral character and did not ask.

Yang Zhuoxue even organized a spring tour, and brought her family with her, and the whole family went to the suburbs to have a picnic.

"Dalang."

Li took the roast lamb legs over, and Yang Zhuoxue saw a black thread on his head, "Mom, where can Zhuo Chao eat so much?"

Then Yang Zhuochao took the lamb leg and chewed it like this. Later, when he wanted to eat taro and edamame, he found that only the leg bones were left in his uncle's hand.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat." Yang Zhuoxue thought it was good.

"Mom, where is Daddy?" Maodou ran very quickly now, then came back panting and asked.

"I'll be back later." Yang Zhuoxue looked into the distance, not knowing when her husband would return.

After returning home, Yang Zhuochao was still watching.

"Dalang like this..."

Yang Jinian couldn't help it after all and had a long talk with his son.

"You... are not a good idea after all. You must have a beginning and an end to do things... you cannot slack off."

This is the old father's worries, but Yang Zhuochao said calmly: "Dad, brother-in-law said back then that if you are sure, you don't need to be nervous, do whatever you should do. The more relaxed you are, the better the exam. The child felt relaxed."

"Your brother-in-law's words are a little wrong." Yang Jinian frowned and said, "You are not saying that you want to hang your head and thighs, but just to make you tighter."

"But the students taught by my brother-in-law are all great in the exam!"

Well!

The old father silently held back a mouthful of blood from his throat and felt extremely frustrated.

yes!

If it comes to exams, who can compare with Shen An’s students?

Who can refute what such an imperial examination expert said?

Yang Jinian returned sadly, and Li said happily: "What's wrong?"

"Not bad." Yang Jinian was so sad that she simply went out to find a restaurant, drinking and listening.

"…Bao Gong was angry and said that the prince had committed the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Someone came, pull the guillotine over..."

This can be said to be a random fabrication, but even Yang Jinian listened to it with relish.

This is the plot in the Bao Gong case. Someone has impeached this and said that some of the plots are very disrespectful. However, the official said that it was just a fabrication, and there was no similarity between names, so he laughed it off.

So the families began to crazily interpret the story of Bao Gong’s case.

"...A rumbling sound, accompanied by thunder, a charming woman floated up. Just now, lightning illuminated the room. The woman had become a demon. The fangs in her mouth were exposed, and the nails of her hands became longer..."

Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Bao Gong was sitting there reading a book, but he didn't notice it. The woman grabbed her hands like this, and the shadow was reflected on the wall by candlelight, which was hideous and terrifying..."

Yang Jinian shivered and raised his glass to take a sip of wine.

"In an instant, the book in Bao Gong's hand suddenly shone brightly. When the banshee was shining with this light, smoke and burning on her body..."

"Monster! You can't show up quickly!" Mr. Storyteller said, "When he raised the inkstone, the witch was slowly sucked in..."

"Oh..." Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Jinian found it too interesting, so he came to listen again the next day.
To be continued...