Nightwatcher Chapter 40: The end of the spring season

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Chunwei’s examination room is the small black room in the townhouse, which is called the "house". After the students enter, the bugler in charge of supervision will padlock the door, leaving only a small window for delivering the exam papers.

All day, the students eat and drink Lazard in the small black room.

The candlelight was like a bean, and the small room was stained yellow. Xu Erlang sat at the table, poured clean water into the inkstone, and slowly grind.

There is still a long time before the exam begins. This time is enough for him to calm down and think about something.

Since ancient times, the imperial civil service has emphasized scriptures and meanings and lighted poems. In addition, Dafeng poetry has been weak for a long time, so this will try the last one. For most students, it is just a cutscene.

When I was just admitted to the hospital, the students who knew each other laughed and were contented. Unlike the previous two games, his face was serious and his mentality was tense, as if he was about to go into battle.

However, others can relax, and Xu Erlang knows that he cannot be negligent.

He was a student of Yunlu Academy. According to the attitude of the court officials towards Yunlu Academy students, after being awarded a Jinshi, he was either distributed to the poor and remote areas, or he was not given official status and hid in the snow.

Xu Erlang has his own ambitions. He neither wants to be sent to remote areas, nor to stay in Beijing.

"The road ahead is long..." Xu Xinnian sighed.

At this moment, the bugler outside the door knocked on the small window, and the urn sounded angrily: "Master, the paper is here."

All those who participated in Chunwei were Juren, and Juren was qualified to be an official. The big soldiers directly referred to the students in the examination room as "Masters."

Xu Xinnian took the paper and spread it out on the table. At this time, the sky was bright, but the sun never rose.

Through the orange candlelight, Xu Xinnian took a closer look. The title was a sentence from "Cheng Zi·Gang Ge": "The three armies can win the commander, and the ambitions of the army can also be undefeated."

Xu Erlang, who has been reading poetry and books, instantly extracted the core: Yongzhi!

He stared at the test paper, his expression dull uncontrollably, and his eyes were incredulous.

"Big brother must have stepped on **** before entering my house that day?" Xu Erlang murmured.

Can this be a guess for him?

Xu Erlangquan was supposed to deal with the annoying eldest brother about the lottery that day. Although Chunwei exam questions can be guessed, they are limited to classics and policy arguments. After all, there are traces of both.

The title of the poem depends entirely on the examiner’s mood. You can come up with whatever you think of it, even if it is named after the wild flowers on the roadside.

Can you guess this? !

Unless the older brother stepped on **** that night, Xu Erlang really couldn't think of any possibility.

Wait a minute.........Xu New Year's expressions of shock, confusion, and loss all turned into ecstasy and excitement.

Big brother guessed the right question, big brother guessed the right question!

Suddenly, he straightened his waist and couldn't help but want to scream three times to express his excitement at the moment.

"With my eldest brother's poetic talent, since I guessed the question correctly, I will be respected by Xu Erlang in the third session of the meeting poems. I, I may be able to compete for the meeting."

The one who will try is "Gong Shi", and the first name of Gong Shi is "Hui Yuan".

It makes sense for him to think so. First of all, he will try to get his name. His identity as a student of Yunlu Academy will not be exposed, so he will not be excluded. Secondly, Xu Xinnian is a natural seed for reading, the proud disciple of the great Confucian Zhang Shen, coupled with the Confucian system of memorableness, and the mastery of ideas, his own level far exceeds the Guozijian students.

Finally, in order to prevent imperial examination fraud, Dafeng arranged three chief examiners, and many of them were in the same examination. The composition here is complicated. The three chief examiners must come from different parties.

Maybe they are still hostile to each other.

Even if someone can buy one chief examiner, it is impossible to buy the other two.

Therefore, in each session of the test, there will be a battle among the examiners, and then they will negotiate and compromise with each other to make a final decision.

"If the sky does not give birth, I promise the new year, I will try forever like a long night."

Even if he is proud of such a New Year, there is no one in the house at this time, and he can't control his emotions at all, dancing and laughing like a fool.

If there is a bed, he will roll on the bed, or writhe like a maggot.

"Big brother is really my lucky star! Calm, calm, what is the chanting poem given to me by the big brother..."

Xu Xinan settled down and forced himself to calm down.

Fortunately, he has never forgotten the eighth grade of Confucianism, and the poems given by his elder brother are indeed good. His memory is quite deep and he recalls it soon.

He picked up the pen, dipped the ink, and unrolled the draft paper. Only then did he realize that his hands were still shaking slightly.

"It's not promising, but I will try, I am so excited. Dad said, I have the capital of the first assistant."

After making a joke of myself, Xu Xinnian relaxed a little, no longer shaking his hands, and quickly wrote on paper:

The Jinzun sake fights for ten thousand, and Yupanzhen is ashamed of ten thousand.

Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks can't eat, draws the sword and looks around at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang and snowy mountains.

Come freely to fish on the Bixi River, and then go on a boat to dream of the sun.

Difficult to travel, difficult to travel, many divergent roads, today is safe.

There will be long winds and waves, and there will be times when the sails are hung straight up to help the sea.

(Note from author of conscience: Poems for imperial examinations, also called Fude poems, are usually five-character, eight-character, four-character, and six-character rhyme, rather than seven words. In another world, I will change the magic to facilitate the plot. Note again : Defensive Barrier!)

After writing the poem, I read it several times to make sure that I did not write it wrong, but new doubts came to my mind.

"What is the Yellow River? What is Taihang? I am free to go fishing on the Bixi, and suddenly go on a boat to dream of the sun. Is there any allusion to these two sentences..."

Xu Erlang frowned.

Xu New Year, who has been reading poetry and books, did not find the Yellow River and Taihang in his intestines. According to his understanding of poetry, "Let’s go fishing on Bixi" and "Suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun." There are two allusions.

"Big brother is true. I didn't know how to make notes when he wrote the poem. How can I understand his mood when he wrote the poem and how to understand his profound meaning?"

"Yellow River and Taihang should be river names and mountain names. This can be changed. As for the phrases "Come on leisurely fishing on Bixi" and "Suddenly go on a boat to dream of the sun", even if there is no allusion, it is not difficult to understand. The meaning of expression is not a big problem."

So, after replacing "Yellow River" and "Taihang", Xu Xinnian wrote a pen to answer the question:

"Given the Hard Way"

.............

The main examiners of this spring are Zhao Tingfang, a scholar from Dongge University, Liu Hong from Youdu Yushi, and Qian Qingshu, a scholar from Wuyingdian University.

Different from the students, the chief examiner and the same examiners have not left the Gongyuan since the beginning of the test. The gate is locked. Don't leave unless you have wings.

In order to prevent the examiner from colluding with the students, examiners must wait for the Gongshi list to be confirmed before leaving the Gongyuan.

Compared with the beacon fires during the first two exams, the examiners have undergone tremendous changes in their attitudes and emotions.

"The **** doesn't make sense, even if you dare to show your ugliness at the meeting, any broken poem."

"With the use of bamboo as a metaphor for people, the angle of chanting is good, but chanting bamboo is more than chanting, putting the cart before the horse."

"Hey, after watching for a long time, there is no amazing poem."

"Isn't it the same in previous years, I'm used to it."

The scoring officer is also called the curtain internal officer. They review the paper while commenting. At first glance, the atmosphere is full of gunpowder, but it is actually the easiest freehand.

Poetry is not taken seriously, and it doesn’t matter if it is done well. Anyway, it's all scum. Poems made by students are rare. It is not worth taking seriously by examiners.

In the capital, when it comes to poetry, there is one person who can't get around, he just calls the guard Xu Qi'an. He was regarded as the leader of the poetry circle by the scholars, or the savior of the poetry circle.

"If Xu Qi'an participates in the test, let alone, at least this year, a poem will be born."

"Who said no, it is a pity that Xu Qi'an is not a scholar. According to historical records, all the best poems and poetry of Yuan Jingnian come from this person, so what is the face of us scholars."

The scholar's attitude towards Xu Qi'an is very complicated. Fortunately for his rise, there have been so few poems that can be obtained in the past two hundred years, so that future generations will not laugh at him.

I also regret that he is a martial artist, not a scholar, because this is also a thing that will make future generations laugh.

Two hundred years of Dafeng, thousands of scholars, not even a martial artist.

"Thousands of mistakes are all Xu Pingzhi's fault."

At this moment, a scoring officer unfolded a copy of the paper. After looking at it for a few seconds, he was stunned, his body seemed to be petrified, motionless.

But his lips kept chanting, chanting repeatedly.

After a few minutes, the scoring officer stood up suddenly, looked around at the colleagues in the room, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Who said Dafeng scholars can’t write good poems? Who said that? Who said that? "

The grading officers looked over, looking at a loss, wondering what he was going crazy.

The world of poetry has been in decline for two hundred years, and contemporary scholars are not good at poetry. These are facts and there is nothing controversial.

"Pop!"

The scoring officer slapped the paper on the table, his chest undulating, and said excitedly: "I dare to conclude that this poem will be famous as soon as it is published. This year's test will definitely be recorded by the historian."

A scoring officer on the side glanced at him, walked over curiously, picked up the paper, and took a closer look.

Crazy seems to be contagious. The scoring officer is holding the papers and trembling with excitement: "Good poems, good poems, hahaha, who said that Dafeng scholars can't make good poems, who said?"

At this moment, the rest of the scoring officers realized that there were great works coming out, and they swarmed up to pass them on and read them.

"A good poem, it's a big white."

"There will be times when the wind and the waves break, and the sails will be hung on the clouds and sailed to the sea...This is the poem that a scholar should write."

"How can a student write this vicissitudes of life poem?"

"Maybe you fail the test repeatedly, let's write your aspirations with poems."

The appearance of the song "Difficulty on the Road" is like a group of native chickens mixed with a golden phoenix. It is extremely precious, and the scoring officers in the room keep circulating and commenting on it.

"Ahem!"

The sound of a strong cough came from outside the door, and the gray-haired Dongkaku scholar stood at the door with his hands on his back.

He was attracted by the noise.

The scoring officers in the house were silent.

"What is the style of shouting?"

University scholar Zhao Tingfang reprimanded a few words, and then asked: "I heard someone say that this poem will be famous as soon as it is published?"

Immediately, the scoring officer stepped forward and handed over the papers respectfully.

The scholar of the East Pavilion first glanced at everyone, then took the paper, squinted and looked like... He was holding the paper, shaking slightly.

Anyone can see that this is a good poem, a good poem inspiring.

But the experience is different and the feeling is different.

This poem is not only a chant, but also a rough life experience. From "difficult to walk with a blank heart" to "the long wind and the waves will sometimes, hang on the clouds and sail to benefit the sea", anyone with similar experiences can quickly empathize.

The last sentence is chanting, and it is also the finishing touch, directly raising the artistic conception of the whole poem to a very high level.

"This son is absolutely talented. If the philanthropy and policy questions are both good, the official will call him the Huiyuan!" Dongge University Shixin said.

..........

The day after the end of the spring season, Xu Xinan found that his treatment at home had plummeted. In the past, every morning, my mother would heat a bowl of hot milk in the kitchen.

Noon is the fragrant chicken soup, at night it is the ginseng soup.

During the period, the mother would still ask for warmth. Although there is no real performance, she also showed enough attention.

Father and eldest brother will also ask a few words at the dinner table. The same is true of younger sister Xu Lingyue. Even younger sister Xu Lingyin occasionally shouts: Second brother, we must work hard!

But since the last game ended~IndoMTL.com~The milk is gone, the chicken soup is gone, and the ginseng is gone. After asking when it will be released on the list, everyone has not paid much attention.

At the dining table, Xu Qi'an asked: "Why did Erlang look so bad that he didn't do well in the last test?"

Xu Erlang did not speak. When he finished eating, he took his elder brother into the study and stared at him straightly: "Big brother...you got the answer."

For this result, Xu Qi'an was both surprised and not surprised, nodded and asked: "Patriotic or Yongzhi?"

"Yong Zhi!"

Xu Xinnian asked: "Where are the Yellow River and Taihang? What is the allusion to go fishing in the Bixi river and to dream of the sun by boat?"

....... Huh? Is there an allusion to this sentence? I don’t remember. Xu Qi'an looked dumbfounded.

"I came here to go fishing in Bixi because I like to fish. Suddenly, while riding a boat and dreaming about the sun, yes, then...Oh, why are you talking so much? The exam is over. Still beeping here.

"Hurry up to tear up the Four Books and Five Classics, my eldest brother will take you to Jiaofang Division tomorrow to play."

Xu Qi'an ran away cursingly.

Returning to the room, he found Zhong Li sitting on the side of the bed and bandaging his head, bleeding faintly.

"Fall again?"

"Hmm."

Zhong Li nodded aggrievedly and said: "I found your sister's life is very hard."

"Which sister?" Xu Qi'an asked.

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PS: Today, I am arguing with myself. In order to find out who the chief examiners were in history and what their official positions were, I searched for two hours of relevant information and found that there is only a rough division of official positions on the Internet, which is not precise.

I want to go to the library, but the library is closed again, making me angry.

Although you can make it casually, it still feels more rigorous. I am a person who is afraid of being pushed up.

Change first and then change.