Rise From the Humble

The closer to the dung horn, the stronger the smoky smell, and the clearer the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes.

The smell is simply unbearable.

"vomit……"

There was a sound of vomiting, and Zhu Pingan looked around, only to see that poor, unlucky child sitting in the room near the dung, with a pale face and dull eyes, throwing up against the corner of the wall.

I really want to vomit...

The unlucky child saw Zhu Ping'an walking towards him with the card of "Exit and Respect", like a little girl who was cornered by a seven-foot man in the middle of the night, and trembled all over. Those lifeless little eyes seem to be full of accusations, Nima, this stinks enough, here you go again!

My dear fellow, I am so sorry, I did not mean to aggravate your plight.

Zhu Pingan could only express his apology with his eyes.

I won’t describe too much about the scene of the turd number. In short, it’s so sour under the high temperature, mosquitoes and flies are flying around, and going to the toilet is a kind of torture.

Hearing that Zhu Ping'an is a small toilet, the man next door to the manure can't wait to stick out his finger and give Zhu Ping'an a hundred likes. After Zhu Pingan finished the solution, he cleaned his hands and came out of the dung hall. Seeing the grateful little eyes of the poor kid next door to the dung hall, he was a little dazed for a while.

But thinking about it is also relieved.

In short, I hope that this unlucky and sad good paper will not be smoked and perform abnormally. The so-called heaven will send a great task to the people, and they must first suffer from their hearts, their muscles and bones, their bodies and skins, and their bodies. Do whatever he wants; I hope he will have a good grade... But it might be a bit difficult to see him rolling his eyes because of the smoke.

Returning to his own dormitory, Zhu Ping'an returned the Gongjinjing card to the inspector, and continued to answer questions in his own courtyard examination.

The first stereotyped question has already been drafted, and what Zhu Pingan did next is the post scripture mention, which is very simple and does not take time, and it didn't take long to complete it and write it neatly on the straw paper.

After finishing the scripture questions, Zhu Ping'an continued to do the second stereotyped question. The title of the second question is: Gentlemen go up and villains go down. From a sentence in "The Analects of Confucius", the Master said: "A gentleman goes up, and a villain goes down." "It means that a gentleman goes up and understands benevolence and righteousness; a villain goes down and pursues fame and fortune. Although I haven't tried to solve this question before, this stereotyped question is quite standard. There is no difficulty. It depends on your writing style. It's time to write.

Zhu Pingan stopped writing, thought for a long time, and then pondered for a while, then dipped the brush in ink on the inkstone, and neatly copied the well-conceived stereotyped essay on the draft paper in lower case.

After all the drafts of the three questions were written, Zhu Ping'an stretched his waist and moved his body slightly. Writing at his desk in such an aggrieved environment would be a kind of harm to the body.

After exercising your body, look at the Mingyuan Building, and let your eyes do exercises for farsightedness. In ancient times, I was nearsighted, but there were no glasses to match it.

"Hey, what about you, don't look left and right!" A nearby yamen guard saw that Zhu Ping'an was always looking elsewhere, and couldn't help scolding him.

Well

I'm just looking ahead, okay? ! Although he thought so in his heart, Zhu Pingan still obediently withdrew his eyes. The ancients didn't understand the theory of eye protection, and the theory with him at this juncture is that longevity people drink arsenic and think their lives are too long.

In the sight of the yamen servant, Zhu Pingan obediently withdrew his eyes, kept his ears to the outside world, and only wrote stereotyped essays.

After Zhu Pingan looked away, he bent over his desk and began to copy the first stereotyped essay on the answer sheet. He was more careful than copying it on the draft paper, trying his best to maximize the potential of his calligraphy, and copied it neatly in lower case.

After copying the first question, three more drums were heard, and then servants brought food and water to each candidate's room one after another. A large bowl of rice with one meat and one vegetarian, and a bowl of boiled water, this is the lunch for the candidates of the college examination.

Vegetarian dishes are too bland, and meat dishes are too salty, but the rice is crystal clear, tastes great, and tastes good. He always ate with vegetables, but today he ate with rice. During this time, Zhu Ping'an felt that his mouth seemed to be spoiled. Thanks to this bowl of rice, he was able to fill his stomach.

After eating, someone came to clean up the tableware and gave the candidates a clean and tidy answering room.

After eating, Zhu Pingan somehow thought of the examinee in the dung room, wondering how his lunch was.

The examinee in the dung room that Zhu Pingan couldn't see vomited again as soon as he saw the meal, waving his hands like seeing a scourge... Under such circumstances, it's strange to be able to eat it in his stomach Woolen cloth.

After the unlucky and miserable child vomited, he was deeply worried, Nima, if everyone had lunch, wouldn't the dung room become active again...so he vomited again.

After eating, Zhu Pingan began to copy the second question. Halfway through the copy, he heard three drums, followed by three cloud boards, and then he heard the patrol shouting, "Quickly copy the truth!" , Just like modern exam invigilators remind candidates to pay attention to time and write quickly.

At this time, around one o'clock to two o'clock, Zhu Pingan leaned over and continued to copy the second stereotyped essay. There wasn't much content in the stereotyped essay, and it didn't take long for the second question to be finished, and then the scripture was also copied down.

After copying all the exam questions, Zhu Ping'an began to check carefully again. At this time, some candidates had already handed in their papers and went to the waiting area, waiting for the release of cards to leave the tribute courtyard. Zhu Pingan ignored the person who handed in the test papers, and continued to check the exam papers carefully. He checked the papers twice in total, and after confirming that they were correct, he got up and motioned for the patrolling examination papers to be handed in.

After the examiner came, Zhu Pingan asked Zhu Pingan to take off the float with his name written on his test paper and write his seat number. After that, the examiner accepted Zhu Pingan's test paper and gave Zhu Pingan an appearance card.

After receiving the playing card, Zhu Pingan went to the waiting area under the guidance of the guards to wait for the card to be released. At this time, the first batch of submissions had already been released, and Zhu Pingan and his group had to wait for about a quarter of an hour before they were allowed to release their cards and leave the tribute courtyard.

The guards at the gate collected a card and released a person, and Zhu Ping arranged for the team to hand over the cards and walk out of the Jiangnan Gongyuan.

After leaving the Jiangnan Gongyuan, looking back at the gate, it is like a bird out of its cage, feeling relaxed and comfortable all over.

"Brother Zhu, you finally came out"

Before Zhu Pingan took two more breaths of relaxing air, he heard a howl like a pig being killed.

You don't need to look, you can tell it's the fat Xue Chi just by hearing the voice.

"Brother Xue." Zhu Pingan raised his head and said half of what he said before he swallowed it, because the image of the fat man in his sight was so shocking, it was like being pulled down into a grove by a group of strong men and rubbed against each other I've done it a hundred times, but it doesn't look like I paid a penny.

What a snot and tear.

"Brother Zhu." Fatty Xue Chi walked over with his nose and tears.

Accompanying the fat man was a foul smell.

"I'm going, are you taking a shower in the toilet?" Zhu Pingan took two steps back, seeing the fat man as a scourge.

These words seemed to touch Fatty's sad place, upon hearing this, Fatty's snot and tears flowed backwards like a river.

"Brother Zhu, I've been assigned to the dung number, woo woo woo, I vomited for a whole day"

With a runny nose and bitter tears, the fat man waved his fat hands, complaining bitterly about the unfairness of the court examination, and assigned him a bad name, which resulted in him only showing a partial success.