Chapter 119 I, Wang Laowu, can’t stand it any longer!

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the autumn examination is approaching.

All the students in the province, as well as those who have been recommended by the emperor for official positions, or have passed the examination, can take the exam.

Therefore, there were a large number of candidates for the autumn examination, which could be described as a swarm of carps crossing the river.

The provincial examination was held in three sessions.

It lasted nine days in total, with one show every three days.

The examination subjects include calligraphy, calligraphy and poetry.

The first round tests the Four Books and Five Classics, the second round tests policy questions, and the third round tests poetry and prose.

The Four Books and the Five Classics are Confucian classics.

Policy questions are based on current political, economic, military and other issues. Candidates answer them and express their own views, opinions and countermeasures.

Poetry and prose mainly test the candidates' literary accomplishment and writing ability.

The Four Books and Five Classics could only be memorized, and Yang Wenyuan could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

Fortunately, Professor Zhuang Xuejiu is very outstanding.

In addition, Yang Wenyuan had not even been to the polo field once in the past few months in order to prepare for the autumn examination. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cause of the imperial examination, so he was still very confident.

If you ask...

The children of high-ranking officials and dignitaries obviously have an advantage in this regard.

Not only could he read the official bulletins provided by his family, but he also had many channels to obtain various information, including the examiners' preferences and positions, etc. Naturally, Yang Wenyuan benefited a lot.

As for poetry.

Yang Wenyuan, who was already prepared, was even more confident.

I was not prepared for what happened ahead.

This time I must really stand up!
No matter what kind of question you give me, it won’t be difficult for me!

as usual.

In the morning, before daybreak, footsteps could be heard on the street outside.

Even because this was a long exam lasting nine days, many people woke up even earlier and went out to travel without caring whether they had slept well or not.

This time, Yang Wenyuan did not refuse Yang Yuqing's family to send him to the provincial examination.

After all, we will be inside for nine days this time, so there is no time to delay.

Wait for Yang Wenyuan to wash up and pack up.

Inside the hall, Madam Chen, wearing a green belt, was checking Yang Wenyuan's package again and again to prevent any mistakes.

"Well, I brought five sets of clothes, which should be enough for changing..."

"You have to take the bedding with you, too. Everything inside is dirty, so you have to change it..."

"Food..."

Mrs. Chen was flipping through the books while muttering to herself.

This caused Yang Rujin to whisper quietly:

"here we go again……"

Yang Yuqing didn't hear clearly, but still touched Yang Ruijin's shoulder and said:
"Rujin, where are your things? Take them out!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenyuan looked at Yang Rujin. Seeing this, Yang Rujin looked a little unnatural, but still shyly took out a purple aromatherapy from behind her, pouting and said proudly:
"I'm not doing this for you. I'm just worried that you might stink me up after not taking a shower for so many days."

Even after the person left, his mouth was still hard.

Yang Wenyuan gladly accepted it. He saw that the sachet in his hand was embroidered with a flying wild goose, which must be a symbol of flying high.

It must be said that although Yang Ruijin has been with Yang Wenyuan for a long time and has learned to be a little restless, she is still very good at needlework. The goose she embroidered is very good, and is almost as good as the one Hualan gave her privately.

That's right, Hualan, as Yang Wenyuan's future wife, also secretly embroidered a sachet for Yang Wenyuan, which was hidden in Yang Wenyuan's sleeve. I don't know if the two had discussed it before, or if they had a tacit understanding, the sachet Hualan gave was also embroidered with a wild goose.

Madam Chen had just finished counting when she heard what Yang Rujin said. She frowned slightly and said:
"You kid, how can you talk?"

Yang Ruijin didn't dare to provoke this "tiger". She stuck out her tongue at Yang Wenyuan and retreated embarrassedly.

Yang Wenyuan felt lucky at this moment.

Fortunately, he didn’t put it in the package, otherwise he would have been caught in the act by Madam Chen.

Everything was ready, and the entire Yang family set off immediately.

Yang Wenyuan was foresighted this time. He asked people to wait nearby yesterday and occupied the best position in front of the Imperial Examination Hall early in the morning. Changbai and Qi Heng also listened to Yang Wenyuan's advice, so each family gathered together and found a position.

Arrived at the entrance of the examination room.

I saw that Sheng Hong and his wife from the Sheng family, and the Duke of Qi and his wife from the Duke of Qi's Mansion were already sitting in the carriage.

Seeing Yang Wenyuan and others arrive, they didn't have the mood to exchange pleasantries and just simply nodded.

After an unknown amount of time, the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall opened.

Yang Wenyuan nodded and walked in carrying two large bags.

Qi Heng next to him is no less impressive.

Changbai and Changfeng were just holding a package, looking a little restrained.

Most of the candidates behind him were also carrying heavy bags.

It feels like a green train pulling into the station and everyone starts carrying their luggage to catch the train.

As before, the provincial examination also required inspection of various items brought in, and it was stricter than ever before.

Even the dry food that they carried with them had to be cut into small pieces with a knife to prevent any slips of paper from getting stuck inside.

The brushes you brought in should also be disassembled in advance.

Check to see if there is any note or something inside the pen tube.

Therefore, when the soldiers in charge of the inspection saw Yang Wenyuan and Qi Heng coming in with two large bags, their eyes almost popped out.

Are you here for scientific research or to go to the market?
If I have to check them one by one, how long will it take?

If it were an ordinary student who dared to bring so many things, the soldiers would definitely do some damage, such as cutting the bedding, cutting the food into crumbs, etc. However, after looking at the silk and satin on Yang Wenyuan and Qi Heng, as well as the identity ornaments worn around their waists.

The soldier paused.

No matter which unit the gatekeeper is in, recognizing people and things is a compulsory course.

The soldier only took a quick glance and realized that the two people in front of him were people he could not afford to offend, so he could only accept it.

I, Wang Laoba, can’t bear it!

Seeing that the soldier had a strange expression, and hearing the constant complaints from behind about why it took so long, Yang Wenyuan looked normal, while Qi Heng had an embarrassed look on his face.

If I had known I wouldn’t have listened to Brother Wenyuan and brought so many things.

After spending a considerable amount of time, Wang Laowu finally wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, I'm done. If anyone brings in so many things again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yang Wenyuan and the other three were in the same platoon, so it was Changbai and Changfeng's turn next.

Wang Laowu looked up.

Wow, two big things again!
When Wang Laowu saw that Changbai and Changfeng were dressed luxuriously but not particularly outstandingly, and had no jade pendants to indicate their identities, he immediately realized that these two were not the children of high-ranking officials.

Then he looked at the thick bags that Changbai and Changfeng were carrying.

I felt even more angry.

OK OK.

One by one, you guys don’t take me, a bachelor, seriously, right?
Even a clay man still has some temper. This is too much!

(End of this chapter)