Every time the imperial examination is held, it is inevitable to usher in the attention of countless people.

Jinke is no exception.

Especially last time, Xishan Academy hit fifteen people in one go, which shocked the Jingshi.

So much so that people from other places who came to catch the exam also heard about it.

This is inevitably a bit unconvincing.

The Gongsheng of Beizhili has always had a limited level in the imperial examination, and Xishan Academy can still turn the sky upside down.

Although at the beginning, the pioneers of the Xishan Academy had directly recruited six Jinshi, but everyone really didn't believe in this evil.

Liu Jie and 14 classmates have arrived at the Tribute Academy, and outside the Tribute Academy, there are already countless candidates waiting anxiously here.

Everyone is in groups of three or five, mostly fellow villagers, and they are talking to each other about something.

When a cannon rang out, the door of the Gongyuan was opened, and Liu Jie and his classmates rushed in.

In Minglun Hall.

Xie Qian sat upright.

Because last time, there was a suspicious leak case, although it was finally found out, it was just a false accusation, and it was all a fictitious thing.

But......

In order to prevent the accident from happening last time, Xie Qian has not released the questions so far, even if it is the examiner who accompanies the exam, he has not leaked a word.

Seeing that it was not early, and all the candidates had already taken their seats, a scribe came to play, Xie Qian said lightly: "Let's get the question, the title is 'Don't be the way'." ”

After a few moments, the question was put out with a sign.

Liu Jie entered the examination room, still uneasy in his heart.

In the past, I was a tried and tested talent, and my confidence has long been wiped out.

After that, because he entered Xishan Academy to study, he was the first in the Beizhili Township Examination in high school, and his life has changed since then.

But......

Liu Jie couldn't help but think in his heart, this time, is there such luck?

Every day he was bored in Xishan Academy reading and doing problems, he had already become numb, numb to the point that his mind was full of people, and now, he was finally going to compete.

But this question is ......

Liu Jie's face changed.

"Don't be ...... the way"

How familiar this question is.

On the surface, this sentence is to say, 'Do not be the way', but in fact, the beginning of this sentence should be 'the way is not far away'.

In fact, this sentence also illustrates the truth of the simplicity of the road, and Confucius believes that the truth is around people and is not complicated.

It's just Cheng Zhu's explanation, but it's different.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that Liu Jie found that he had done this question.

No, not only did it, but did three articles in a row, and each one was not satisfied, so Mr. explained, and after the explanation, he continued to do it again.

If there is an article and someone explains it to you, you may forget it after a year and a half, but the question you have done is very familiar.

Liu Jie has done a lot of questions, even if he closes his eyes, he can already write a chapter. Plus this familiar question......

Liu Jie closed his eyes suddenly, trying to remember.

He even remembered that in the end, there were several mistakes in the questions he made, and he was specifically blamed.

And now......

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

He smiled slightly, and did not groan, but wrote directly.

The experience of constantly brushing the questions made him just think about solving the questions, just like filling in the blanks, filling in the eight strands of articles, and even not needing too much scrutiny and thinking at all, which is almost equivalent to a conditioned reflex.

Half an hour later, an eight-strand essay has been completed.

Others, still meditating, some people reluctantly began to write, but they are still trying to chew and swallow every word, and some people are surprisingly cautious, after all, this is a major exam involving their own lives, so although they are confident, they still hold the pen to think.

There are also people who are a little confused, no matter what, they can't think of a way to solve the problem, and their foreheads are already drenched in cold sweat.

In one day, thinking of the method of solving the problem, I still need to write an article, which must not allow a little bit of overstepping the provisions of the Bagu Wen, even if it is, every sentence said in it is required to speak on behalf of the sage, that is, this is not what you say, but on behalf of the sage to understand the meaning of this sentence, to be upright, to contain the way of Confucius and Mencius, and more importantly, to conform to the truth of Cheng Zhu's learning.

It's almost like dancing on the tip of a knife.

So much so that in ancient times, how many literati and writers, and how many talents, were finally troubled by these eight strands of literature, and they spent their lives still on the list.

Just when everyone is still struggling.

Liu Jie has already started his first proofreading.

He took out another draft and began to revise his essay word for word.

Where the words are not refined enough, change.

Which place does not achieve the meaning you want, change.

Which place may cause some misunderstanding on the part of the examiner, correct.

After he finished the first draft, another half hour passed.

There's plenty of time.

But many candidates are still sweating in a daze at the blank exam papers.

But Liu Jie was not in a hurry, he began to revise the draft for the third time.

This was followed by the fourth, then the fifth.

After waiting for the manuscript to be completely flawless in his opinion, he started a formal examination paper and transcribed the final manuscript.

In this way, a splendid article with Xishan characteristics and like an industrial assembly line can be regarded as completely completed.

The sky was a little dark, and the candidates who had not started writing at noon were already in a difficult position and were not allowed to start answering the questionnaire indiscriminately.

There are also some candidates who do questions early in the morning and scrutinize the articles word by word, but in the evening, they barely come to an end.

But Liu Jie is ready.

With the sound of a bang, today's exam ended, and the scribes began to collect their papers.

And Liu Jie calmly walked out of the examination room, outside the examination room, his classmates have been waiting for him for a long time.

The juniors and disciples waved towards Liu's masterpiece.

Liu Jie immediately returned the courtesy.

Everyone, smile at each other.

More than a year of hard work seems to have been in vain.

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Fang Jifan was worried about the imperial examination, and asked Deng Jian to go outside the Gongyuan to have a look, while he waited for the news at home, but he didn't wait for Deng Jian to come, but waited for Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao looked worried, saw Fang Jifan, and said eagerly: "Oh no, no." ”

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao sympathetically, Zhu Houzhao had lost a lot of weight, and there was no funny look on his face.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness, are you okay?" ”

"Not good." Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "Father is afraid that he has a terminal illness." ”

Fang Jifan frowned: "How can you be sure that it must be a terminal illness." ”

Zhu Houzhao almost cried: "The imperial doctors said that a lot of medicine has been given, and in the end, the imperial doctors confirmed that this is intestinal paralysis, which is terrible." ”

Sure enough, it's appendicitis.

In this day and age, appendicitis is indeed an incurable disease.

But in the afterlife, it is a very rare operation. It's about the same as circumcision.

Speaking of circumcision, Fang Jifan is still very experienced.

It's just that...... Cutting the appendix is so scary.

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao and said, "How is the condition now?" ”

Zhu Houzhao wanted to cry without tears: "Now that I have barely recovered, I can still eat, and it doesn't hurt as much as before, but ......"

Fang Jifan sighed: "May Your Majesty live a long life." ”

Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan's shirt: "This palace is here to ask you to find a way." ”

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded: "This ...... I...... What can I do. ”

Zhu Houzhao cried and grabbed the ground, the Ming Dynasty is rich all over the world, and the subjects are hundreds of trillions, why is there no way?

He pulled Fang Jifan's shirt: "Old Fang, we are brothers, right, my father, is your father, how can you be indifferent?" ”

Fang Jifan shook his head: "I really can't help it." ”

Just kidding, this is really not Fang Jifan's cold-bloodedness.

If appendicitis wants to be cured, there is no good way now, if there is a way, the imperial doctors must be more experienced and level than themselves.

The only way to do this is surgery.

Can Fang Jifan take a knife and make strokes on the emperor's belly? Just kidding, even if he dares to risk the world, in this era, the operating conditions are poor, and the mortality rate is not low, this is ...... Wouldn't it become the crime of killing the king?

Fang Jifan was very worried about His Majesty, although Zhu Houzhao said that his father was his own father, and he felt a little bit of a trick, but in his heart, Fang Jifan really had feelings for Emperor Hongzhi.

Zhu Houzhao heard that Fang Jifan really had no choice, and suddenly the whole person was depressed, he sat in a daze, his eyes were blank: "It's over, the family is ruined, eh, this palace doesn't want to live anymore, the queen mother...... The queen mother was also angry, and she didn't know what would happen in the end. And the girl...... My sister has been overly sad these days, and she has fainted a few times, and her body is already weak, and she doesn't know ......."

"What?" Fang Jifan said: "Her Royal Highness the princess, she ........."

Zhu Houzhao roared at Fang Jifan: "Why do you mention your sister in this palace, you are so concerned, do you have a heart for my father?" ”

Fang Jifan was ashamed and said, "I didn't, don't talk nonsense." I mean, Her Highness mentioned Her Royal Highness the Princess, I thought, maybe...... Can you do it? ”

"Did you think of that?" Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan and was immediately overjoyed.

Fang Jifan sighed: "Actually, Your Highness, in this world, only Your Highness can save Your Majesty!" ”

"What do you mean?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan in astonishment.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness understands the principle of intestinal paralysis, that is to say, the small intestine of the head is broken." ”

Fang Jifan tried his best to explain it to Zhu Houzhao in a more acceptable principle.

Zhu Houzhao nodded as if the chicken pecked rice.

"It's like...... His Highness has a boil on his face, which has not healed for a long time, and the wound continues to suppurate, at this time, what will His Highness do? ”

"Cut him." Zhu Houzhao is categorical.

Fang Jifan gave a thumbs up: "Your Highness is really smart and clever, the minister admires him very much, that's right, cut him!" ”

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