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Chapter 76 Prince Yanping

The quizzes in Hongwen Hall are the same as the provincial exams.

The examination room is on the territory of the Imperial College. Not only students from Hongwen Hall, but also other central-level schools will take exams at the same time. However, just like Hongwen Hall, there are only a few children who are not even scholars. Hundreds of people.

Students must bring their own food, toilet, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then be locked in a cubicle with only room for them to complete a total of three major questions. The good thing about the rural examination is that it is shorter than the general examination. One day is enough. If you have full confidence in your physical condition, it doesn't matter if you bring less things.

Cheng Jinzhou was thin and felt that the space was small even when he squeezed into the specially designed cubicle. Muscular men would probably suffer a lot in this kind of exam. He thought maliciously: Scholars in ancient times had a weak physique. Could it be that they were selected by these cubicle conditions?

Guards composed of knights from the Forbidden Army patrolled inside and outside the examination room. The rows of 40 small cubicles were densely packed like temporary iron houses in later generations. Cheng Jinzhou saw from a distance that several royals also squeezed in alone, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Naturally, the royal family does not need to take the imperial examination. For them, the current quiz may be more important. After all, His Majesty the Emperor also needs some data to judge the achievements of his filial sons and grandsons.

With the invigilator's order, the exam officially began.

Cheng Jinzhou gently placed the inkstone on the table, then poured in water and slowly dissolved the ink. It was not that the Chinese in the past did not know how to prepare ink. The main reason why they did not use this more convenient item was that the ink The quality is too poor and consumed too quickly. Things that seem very practical to modern people were completely worthless in ancient times. It was like an exam. Each candidate might use a bottle of ink, and it did not make the work easier.

The test papers were handed out one by one.

Student Xiao Cheng turned it over with a calm expression, and looked at the first sentence on his right hand first. Sure enough, it was "Tribute, it is normal for a few years in school..."

It felt to him as if he was back in school again. The teacher had highlighted the key points, but without going to the examination room, you would never know how heavy the key points were.

After rubbing the ring and finding the answer you bought, the rest is as simple as eating meat. The most troublesome part is the copying process. After long-term practice, Dr. Cheng Da's calligraphy skills are now roughly equivalent to those of a calligraphy enthusiast at the junior high school level. Being able to write words that others can recognize is considered his greatest achievement. Just copying took him three hours to do, and at this time, Shen Cong and others had already begun to doze off.

You cannot hand in the paper immediately after finishing the question. Being unobtrusive is naturally one of the iron rules of plagiarism. Mr. Tang Bohu was in trouble because another plagiarist failed to follow the rules. As for Xiao Cheng, Too many of his colleagues were taken away with a smile because of 90 points on the paper, and there were also many colleagues who celebrated because of 70 points. After sitting on the seat for a while, Cheng Jinzhou simply opened the ring and tried to copy the words by himself. Find the answer in the provincial examination records.

In this way, time flies by. He was also able to verify the quality of his cheat sheets - plagiarism actually proved the importance of books. Think about it, the Chinese 1,000 years ago were already able to cheat unscrupulously in tightly guarded examination rooms. , 1000 years later, the Chinese people still rely on tools such as in-ear earplugs. There is really no progress at all. The main reason is the lack of theoretical summary and lack of practical inheritance. When the Taoist monks of Wudang Shaolin passed down all their skills to their sons, the plagiarists still kept their own secrets. How could such a style be able to fight against the ever-changing level of counter-reconnaissance.

Classmate Xiao Cheng relied on his advanced technology to prepare the cheat sheets. In short, he copied in whatever he found useful. After all, he was right.

Modern Chinese people always imagine that the imperial examination is too difficult, but in fact it is not the case at all. Examinations such as the provincial examination ask questions with fixed answers. For example, the examiner will write a long list of sentences that are not in a book and ask people to explain their meaning and the relationship between them. Basically, If you can understand the Four Books and Five Classics and be more careful, you will definitely be able to answer them. Two big questions plus an essay are all the content of the exam. For people with average intelligence, it is not difficult to pass the exam after studying for 10 years. Those who say that the admission rate for the ancient imperial examinations was low are mostly children who graduated from the National Development and Reform Commission and the Bureau of Statistics. They like to use the people of the country as the base, and then use the middle Those who take the exam are molecules. God knows how many smart people can only work as coolies digging food in the fields all their lives, but they are not qualified to use their talents. There are also restrictions on women, businessmen, Lehu, etc. not being able to participate in the imperial examination. If we look at the proportion of scholars among scholars, the imperial examination is not much more difficult than the college entrance examination - in fact, in the 10 years from elementary school to high school, modern students need more study time.

Of course, the provincial examinations and joint examinations for scholars and above, as well as the so-called Jinshi examinations in the Tang Dynasty, were still elite selection examinations, and the difficulty was not increased by a factor.

For Cheng Jinzhou now, he can even go to the exam with an empty head and only the ring. In addition to being more technologically advanced, there are quite a few candidates like him who aim to plagiarize. Many people's so-called entrained materials actually mean bringing a book and annotations, and they can still plagiarize easily and happily.

After happily eating the meat rice dumplings that I brought with me, people began to hand in papers one after another, especially the students in Hongwen Hall, who rarely sat quietly until the evening. Cheng Jinzhou was patient and waited until the exam was over, the papers were put away, and the gong sounded, before he opened the door and went out.

The corridors between the two rows of rooms were full of people stretching, looking at each other and laughing.

Someone laughed loudly: "It's more tiring than my mother's official exam."

"That's just because you went there twice."

Several people laughed.

Cheng Jinzhou smiled slightly. He didn't need to look at such a person to know that he was not from Hongwen Hall.

Among the five central schools, Guangwen School has the best students, Guozixue and Hongwen School have the highest requirements, and the remaining Taixue and Four Schools have some high-level and low-level students. Their students are mainly middle and low-level civil and military officials and ordinary nobles. Once the children cannot successfully pass the imperial examination, they will not have much ability to operate privately. How could a Guangwen Hall student like Shen Cong, who could easily spend thousands of taels of silver, get the reputation of a scholar? He would never prepare for the exam two or three times. Even Cheng Jinzhou himself might not have saved it. Similar thoughts.

As he walked out of the examination yard with the crowd, the air seemed to become fresher. The shouting crowd behind him suddenly became silent. Cheng Jinzhou twisted his body unconsciously. When he turned around again, he saw four or five people staring at him. laugh.

According to the aristocratic teachings, Cheng Jinzhou first looked at the belt - a bright yellow wide-brimmed silk belt, with a milky white jade pendant on the right side and an empty left side. There was no collar badge on the chest. Seeing this, he had to bow deeply. He said politely: "I'm being wanton, please go ahead."

Saying that, you have to get out of the way. If it were just a wide-brimmed yellow ribbon, there would be as few as eight hundred such people in Xia Jing - the royal family who never pays attention to family planning is the most fertile human race in the world - but they can wear jade at will, instead of wearing it on their chest collar badges. For things like this, in today's situation, it can only be from the nearby royal family.

"This is Prince Yanping." The attendant introduced.

Cheng Jinzhou had no choice but to greet him again and said, "Hello, Prince Yanping."

I comfort myself in my heart. When I was in Shaonan, a grandson of Nanling County Prince dared to speak loudly to me. Now I am with your grandfather.

Of course, the Prince of Yanping County is not a grandpa. In fact, he is still a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. His face is fair, his lips are red and his teeth are white. His chin is slightly raised, and he maintains a smile and says: "Are you Cheng Jinzhou from Shaonan?"

"Do you know me?" Xiao Cheng was so excited that he almost forgot the rules, but fortunately no one cared. At this time, he silently thought about Prince Yanping, and then he realized that this girl was the third prince. The emperor's son was given living expenses and pocket money according to his title, which was different from ordinary people.

"I heard that you have received contribution points from the Star Warlock Association?" The third prince stepped forward, took his arm and said, "Let's go over there."

Next to him, in addition to the two staff members, they were also noble children from the Hongwen Hall, and they also nodded to him.

Cheng Jinzhou shrugged without any choice and started walking.

After sighing about today's exam, Prince Yanping focused his questions on the Star Warlock, asking him about his master's training and other matters. Cheng Jinzhou answered each question carefully, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Sure enough, before reaching the place where the carriage stopped, the third prince said casually: "I heard that you are the only one here. I also have property on Zhuque Street, so why not move here?"

This is naked solicitation.

If Cheng Jinzhou really becomes a star warlock, he still has many excuses, but he can only bite the bullet and say: "It's too troublesome for you, I live well where I am now, and my family will be arriving in a few days... "

It takes about a month and a half to get there by car from Shaonan.

The third prince remained silent, and the person next to him said: "In Jinzhou, the Prince of Yanping likes young and promising young people the most. Your achievements in astrology are impressive. There are astrologers coming to the prince's mansion all year round, why don't we come together? Details?"

Cheng Jinzhou had a bitter look on his face when he heard this, and thought to himself: What is this?

Naturally, I have to continue to refuse.

Seeing him like this, a few people stopped asking questions, said a few polite words, and got into the carriage one after another, but their mood could not be called happy.

Shen Cong came over at this moment and asked carefully: "The third prince wants to see you for something?"

Cheng Jinzhou shook his head and changed the subject: "Are you going to hand over the paper first?"

"I finished the answers in the morning. How can I stay here if I don't hand in the paper?" Shen Cong smiled proudly. Seeing Cheng Jinzhou frowning, he smiled and said, "Don't worry about them. The third prince may just like star magic."

Dr. Cheng Da had watched too many court dramas about nine sons seizing the throne, and rubbed his forehead in trouble. He considered himself a promising star warlock, and naturally he didn't want to get involved in royal affairs. Even if the third prince is really angry, he can't sell himself to him just because of that.

"Going to play in the music studio?" Shen Cong used an adult tone to seduce 13-year-old Cheng Jinzhou.

Cheng Jinzhou looked at the sky, shook his head and said, "I want to go back and write something."

Contribution points still have to be earned back. His main problem is actually what knowledge should be leaked.

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