The rooms were four feet deep, four feet wide, four feet high, and six feet tall. Each room had three walls and a table. When they were sleepy, they could also sleep in the room. However, the room was too small. They could not stand straight or stretch their legs. They could only curl up inside.
They had to take the exam for three consecutive days. They were not allowed to go out of this small room, except to go to the toilet. Not only that, but the ground was dark and damp, and the environment was extremely bad. The environment of the college entrance examination in the future was thousands of times better than the imperial examination at this time.
To be able to stand out in the imperial examination, those who passed the examination with their own abilities were all people with great perseverance.
To be able to become the top scorer was even more impressive. The reincarnation of Wenquxing was not an exaggeration.
Yang Yi looked at the rooms and suddenly missed the examination hall in his previous life. This place was not much better than a prison. At least the prison was not so narrow.
This was the so-called " abiding by the rules begins with suffering." If one could not endure the cramped and shabby house, how could one endure the various restrictions of officialdom in the future? Once one entered officialdom, one would not be able to control one's own actions. This was probably what it meant.
The rooms were named according to the Thousand Character Script, and the examinees were brought into their rooms one after another.
The official brought Yang Yi to Sky No. 5. This room was much bigger than the other rooms. At the very least, Yang Yi thought that there would be no problem for him to lie down.
It was obvious that the room had been cleaned by someone, and they had even lit incense and wormwood to repel insects.
This room was also in the middle, far away from the fire and stinky accounts.
After Yang Yi put down his luggage, the official looked at him meaningfully and said in a low voice,""Young Master Yang, the answers to these questions are all under a brick by your right foot.”
Yang Yi's heart trembled, but his expression remained calm as he cupped his hands.
He didn't ask further. There were very few people who could do such a thing and had the power to do such a thing.
The official confirmed with his eyes that he had not recognized the wrong person. He smiled at him and left.
Yang Yi sat cross-legged and smiled bitterly in his heart. Now, he owed even more favors. Thinking about it, he knew that this was definitely Zhao Qianwei's doing. No wonder she didn't say anything about the exam when she sent him off. It turned out that she had already arranged it beforehand.
Since there was a large room like his, there was naturally a small room. Due to the terrain and overall layout, the size of the small room was lower than the conventional requirements. It was too wide to accommodate seats, and the eaves were even with the eyebrows.
Some people had bitter expressions when they saw that they had been assigned a side account. The exam had not even started, but their mood had already been seriously affected.
There were even some who were assigned to the smelly department, which was next to the toilet. It was autumn now, and the smell was strong. The smell of feces assailed the nose, and for a moment, their faces were ashen as they cried endlessly.
The bailiffs at the side didn't dare to make any more noise.
In the examination hall, there were officials patrolling from time to time. The official who had just led him in often hung around him.
Yang Yi calmed himself down and waited for the test questions to be issued.
With three blasts, the soldiers handed out the papers and the exam began.
The first day's examination was to stick to the scriptures and ink meaning, so it was not difficult.
The pasted scripture was a fill-in-the-blank question. It was to take a passage from the ancient book and let the examinee fill it in.
The Imperial Examination Section is divided into Jinshi Section and Ming Jing Section.
Ming Jing, imperial examination, Confucian classics and current affairs policy.
In addition to the examination of classics and current affairs, the Jinshi division also had to "add poetry and Fu".
Therefore, the Jinshi examination was more difficult.
The Jinshi Section was only selected from the Analects of Confucius, so it was not difficult for these students who had read a lot of poetry and books.
The Four Books and Five Classics were only relative to people. Not everyone could read and understand them. Of course, this was for ordinary people.
With Yang Yi's photographic memory, even if he memorized the Five Classics, it wouldn't be a problem.
Moyi was to take a sentence from the Spring and Autumn Annals or the Book of Rites and let the students interpret it.
This wasn't difficult. It was purely a test of accumulation. There were countless books with annotations on the Four Books and Five Classics. As long as one looked carefully, this was very simple.
To Yang Yi, this was nothing more than a fill-in-the-blank and translation question. It was not difficult at all.
His pen moved like a dragon and snake, and he quickly answered most of the questions with his beautiful thin golden body.
When the examiners passing by saw his answer sheet, they all secretly praised him. Such a pleasing calligraphy would be praised by anyone who saw it.
The main examiner for this examination was the Minister of Rites, Xiao Yuan. Princess Rou Hui had already informed them about this, so all the examiners present knew of Yang Yi's name.
In order to prevent the people the princess cared about from failing, they even specially wrote a copy of the paper and hid it in the room. It was obvious that they had put in a lot of effort.
At this moment, it seemed that this youth called Yang Yi didn't need these at all. His literary talent couldn't be seen for the time being, but at least his words already had the style of a master.
Yang Yi stopped writing and heaved a sigh of relief. He finished the test questions in one go and today's exam was over.
He opened the food box and took a bite of the nine-layer cake. The nine-layer cake was also known as the nine-layer cake, the thousand-layer cake, the mid-yuan cake, and so on.
It tasted sweet and sour, tender and smooth, sticky and sweet. Yang Yi secretly praised, not expecting Zhao Qianwei's cooking to be so good.
When the man opposite him saw his exquisite and delicious pastries and then looked at his wrinkled flatbread, he lost his appetite for a moment.
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