Would you like to write the word "王"?

The fu has more than 360 characters. When Zhang Yue wrote it in the Taixue period, it is generally controlled within 400 characters.

Copying more than 300 words is just a cup of tea for Zhang Yue.

The word count is not long, but...

In a blink of an eye, a candle was about to die. Zhang Yue calmed down and lit the second candle, and the test was completed until the end of the day was Si.

But Zhang Yue was still thinking.

Forget it, quantum mechanics is not determined when encountering things... No, it means sleeping when encountering things.

Zhang Yue still re-explores this magic weapon for everything.

Zhang Yue immediately put the paper that was still missing, "Supreme Good and Fu" under the pillow, then blew out the candle and lay on the bed.

The night rain was getting heavier, and the wind and lights in the exam room were swaying left and right by the autumn rain, and the shaking lights swayed on the oil cloth.

The night of autumn rain was a little cool, and Zhang Yue tightened the thin sheet to his body.

Zhang Yue suddenly realized that he had lost insomnia when he used to sleep on the pillow...

Zhang Yue tossed and turned on the bed, but despite trying his best, he just couldn't sleep.

All kinds of thoughts come to my mind and I can’t suppress them no matter how hard they are.

Big brother, sister-in-law, Zhang Dun, Zhang Qiu, Zhao Aisi, Peng Jingyi, Guo Xuezhao, Master's wife, Guo Lin, Zhang Youzhi, Zhang Wangzhi, He Qi, Huang Haoyi, Cai Que, Xiang Qi, and Liu Zuo.

These people are like the south and north of today, but they all turn around like a lantern in front of Zhang Yue's eyes.

Zhang Yue was irritated and was angry and sat up. It was really amazing that she had a day of insomnia.

Have you encountered a mysterious power? Is it a failure at critical moments?

Zhang Yue put on his clothes, uncovered the oil cloth covering the window, and the light shone into the examination room. He looked further away and was hard to tell the iron tower. The black night, like ink rain, soaked between the heaven and earth.

Zhang Yue looked at the night rain and the old friend he remembered, and for some reason he remembered a poem by Huang Tingjian.

"A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms, ten years of lanterns in the night rain in the rivers and lakes."

When Zhang Yue was pondering, he suddenly heard a comment from the side: "Good sentence, what a 'a glass of wine for peaches and plums, a ten-year lantern for night rain in the rivers and lakes'."

Zhang Yue was stunned when he heard this. Who wouldn't want to copy poems? Why are the eavesdropping people everywhere? Is it interesting to squat on the corner?

The man squatting in the corner continued to say, "I heard the sound that my brother seemed to be young, how could he express such a deep sad poem?"

This is not the first person to buy noodles yesterday. Zhang Yue said: "I just feel something, it's not deliberately."

The other party smiled and said, "It's not that I'm speechless, but this poem touched my feelings of 'going to school for a child and returning home for nothing'. I remember that many old friends learned from all over the world, but now I am still ungrateful and dedicated to seeking this fame and fortune. I think that being alone is really lonely and embarrassed."

  Entering from a child, returning home for nothing after a long time.

Zhang Yue couldn't help but feel melancholy.

While speaking, a man held the lamp and said, "Who is talking here? Don't whisper in the exam room."

At this moment, Zhang Yue withdrew his thoughts and lit the candle again.

The sound of rain moved my thoughts bit by bit. Zhang Yue took out the rolled paper from the rolled bag and spread the paper on the table. He picked up the pen and wrote the poem.

All gifts given by fate have already been secretly bidding for the price.

In other words, why do you cheat if you can pass the exam?

Of course, it is more secure to cheat, but you cannot bear another price in order not to take this risk.

At this time, an abnormal movement suddenly sounded from the examination room not far away, and someone else said, "It's not good, it's not good, this person is sick."

The man on the side opened the door cursingly, and several people entered the examination room with the medical officer.

The rain was already light, and I don’t know how long it took, but a door panel was carried out from the examination room as a stretcher.

The man carrying a stretcher behind him swears: "At such a big age, even if he passes the Jinshi and becomes an official, how many days will he have to live?"

The man carrying a stretcher in front said, "After all, he is a scholar."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not bullying the old or the young."

The white-haired candidate on the stretcher shook his head, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and then wiped the tears with his hands like a dead tree.

When Zhang Yue saw the old candidate think of the words "I will go to school after getting a child and return home for nothing."

However, Zhang Yue was not distracted. Under the already-formed draft, a fu of hundreds of words was written soon.

After writing, Zhang Yue felt particularly refreshed and his thoughts were clear and his mind was straight into his mind. In the end, Zhang Yue drank the ink stains, put the scroll in the bag and put it under the pillow, put it in the clothes and sleeping.

I fell asleep immediately.

In his sleep, Zhang Yue saw many stories.

When it was dawn, I heard a slap outside the exam room and said, "I woke up, I'll take another hour to take the exam."

Zhang Yue opened his eyes, cleaned up the examination room, summarized the incense burner separately, and sat at the table and waited.

Half an hour later, I heard the sound of unlocking outside the examination room. An examiner walked into the examination room. When the other party saw Zhang Yue bowed, Zhang Yue bowed deeply.

The examiner said to Zhang Yue: "Name?"

Zhang Yue said: "The Imperial College Supervisor Zhengzhai Zhang Yue!"

The examiner nodded and said, "I have heard of you, where is the test paper?"

Zhang Yue immediately presented it with both hands.

The examiner glanced at Zhang Yue and looked at him again, and the seriousness on his face turned into appreciation.

"I am Li Dalin, please clean up and show up!"

After saying that, the examiner went out with his papers.

Zhang Yue carried the exam box on his back and walked out of the exam room. When he arrived at the gate, Zhang Yue paused for a moment, turned around and bowed to the exam room that had been living in for three days, and then he left calmly.

The rain had already stopped outside the examination room, the ground was a little wet, and the candidates who had finished the exam were packing up and preparing to leave.

Zhang Yue asked when he saw Huang Lu who was walking out of the examination room, "How?"

Huang Lu said: "Why do you have to say anything more if you have already made a foregone conclusion? You can look at the list at that time."

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "Okay, everything goes with the flow."

The two laughed together, then walked out of the examination room together, and walked out of the examination room with extra brisk steps. At this moment, the rain passed by, the sky was clear, the iron tower was on the side, and the sun broke out from the gaps in the clouds, sprinkling golden light on the two of them.

The two walked out of the examination room and waited for a while. When they saw He Qi and Wang Junmin walking out of the examination room with a spring breeze on their faces, they saw that He Qi also saw him immediately.

What a clever and quick reaction.

Zhang Yue and He Qi bowed from afar.

"An Zhong, how do you think of He Qi?"

Huang Lu said: "It seems straight and curved, it seems straight and curved. Even if you have tried it through the opportunity and learned about it, what if you go to the provincial examination?"

Huang Lu meant that he had to cheat and pass the test, and there was no chance to go to the provincial test. The Song Dynasty was not like the Ming and Qing Dynasties and had no fame as a Juren.

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "Therefore, those who know will not take shortcuts."

“Yes.”

A moment later, Sun Guo also stepped out, looking depressed.

Zhang Yue, when Huang Lu saw that Sun Guo didn’t say a word, he didn’t want to ask again.

Guo Lin also stepped out half a day later, but his expression did not change much. It was almost the same before entering the exam room and after leaving the exam room.

After Guo Lin and Zhang Yue and the others greeted each other, they left with their classmates from Nanjian.

After returning to the Imperial Academy, the children of officials who participated in the first exam also returned to the Imperial Academy.

All the classmates in Yangzhengzhai are here.

Zhang Yue was also very moved when he saw this scene. After the results of the test, these people were different from each other. The fate was either up or down, and the future situation was different from each other.

Just like Liu Zuo Xiangqi, the best friends, turned against each other, but now the list has not been posted, no one is higher or lower, and everyone is still classmates.

After Zhang Yue proposed to go to a restaurant to drink, his classmates responded halfway through the same vegetarian school. He seemed to be in a bad mood like Sun Guo and others, but he did not refuse.

After arriving at the restaurant, Zhang Yue gathered with his classmates, but saw that everyone's face was still solemn.

But after a few glasses of wine, everyone let go a lot.

The scene of coming to the Imperial Academy two and a half years ago is still vivid in my mind.

Zhang Yue raised his glass and said to all his classmates: "Some of my relationships with you are long and some are short. Finally, I have a classmate. After this drink today, someone may leave the Imperial Academy and will never meet again in this life."

"But I have a word that I give it to me, and it is also given to me by others. In life, you should follow the fate, cherish the fate, and not seek the fate."

Hearing Zhang Yue's words, all the classmates put down their wine cups and thought about Zhang Yue's words.

Fan Zuyu, who had always been silent, stood up and said, "Zhai said it well, what is going on with fate? We classmates are here. Getting along is a fate. When we get along with each other, we get along with each other. If we don't get along with each other, we don't have to make friends with each other even if we don't get along with each other. Because we are classmates in the same hai, we don't have to make friends deliberately."

Han Zhongyan said: "Then let me tell you, cherish your fate. We are friends of common people, classmates and classmates, and have not experienced the struggles in the officialdom. In the future, this love and righteousness will be kept in my heart forever. Since we are close friends, we should cherish them without having to cut off our robes and break them at any time. Even if we are ordinary friends, when they meet in the mountains and rivers, we can sit down and drink with the youth, and we will cherish our fate."

"In the end, I won't be interested in each other," Huang Lu said with a smile, "...In the future, each of them has a huge disparity in their identities, some are ranked in the third rank, some are just commoners, and everyone will not disturb each other. This means they won't be interested in each other."
To be continued...