Chunhui Mansion in Jizhou, where the Gongyuan for the Imperial Examination is located, a group of candidates who are either confident or anxious are waiting outside.

Gongyuan is a special place for examinations at all levels of the imperial examination, but the scale will be different according to different levels, and candidates who have obtained qualifications in the county examination will go to the state capital to participate in the state examination, and the Jizhou side is Chunhui Mansion.

The eaves of the Gongyuan in Chunhui Mansion are high and deep, and it is a closed house with a considerable area, with wooden doors and screens inside, divided into simple small single rooms, where all candidates have to complete the essay individually.

However, this is the period before the exam, and it is also the most nervous period for everyone, including Yin Zhaoxian, a group of scholars of all sizes have been lined up in two long columns outside the Gongyuan, and they are talking to each other or reading books from time to time.

Different from Ji Yuan's previous life, most of the candidates waiting for the exam here are adults, although Yin Zhaoxian laughs at himself that he is no longer a young scholar, but in fact, his age is really not big here, and there are even gray-haired candidates in the queue.

Yin Zhaoxian didn't hold his feet temporarily, but just looked at this tribute courtyard with some emotion.

I think that Yin Shu's business was booming, he easily won the county test, and he was ranked first class in the government test, but in the end, he missed the first class by three in the state exam, and lost the qualification to go to Gyeonggi Prefecture in Zhili.

The failure of the imperial examination made Yin Zhaoxian a little depressed, and the elders in the family died of illness, and his wife and children needed to rely on and take care of their lives, so they settled down in Ning'an County.

Some scholars can rely on their wives' support to insist on hard reading and continuous reference, but Yin Zhaoxian is not such a person, and he doesn't want his wife to suffer too much.

Although the comfortable life is good, sometimes it will wear out his spirit, even if the family life is good and he has savings, Yin Zhaoxian did not move the idea of participating in the imperial examination again, until he left a letter when Ji Yuan left three years ago, so that he could have a clear ambition.

There will be a state official coming out of the examination room after the inspection of the Tribute Academy, nodding to the errand officer who is maintaining order on the side.

The official messenger puffed up his true qi in his chest and lungs, and shouted at his mouth:

"This state examination starts now, all the tributes can bring pen and inkstone, food boxes and other things, paper and water are provided by the Tribute Academy, please bring your own application letters, official documents and other items before entering the Tribute Academy, and accept the official search, now start to enter ~~~~"

There were hundreds of people who referred to it this time, and most of them were admitted from various prefectures and counties in Jizhou by virtue of their talents, and the ears of some of the Gongshi candidates who were in the front of the queue were all roaring loudly from the messengers.

A number of martial arts officers searched their bodies one by one, checked their belongings, and even used chopsticks to rummage through the food in the food boxes of the tribute soldiers to see if there was anything hidden.

The four officials sitting next to him checked the official documents of each tribute one by one to confirm the identity of the person who came.

The whole process, except for the absence of cameras and the occasional relationship with the user, is actually more rigorous than the modern student reference.

Yin Zhaoxian was carrying his exam preparation box, in addition to the study utensils that were to buy the "Gongshi Meal" from the restaurant near Zigongyuan, when he was still being searched, a state official who was checking the official documents on the side suddenly asked him:

"You are Yin Zhaoxian?"

Yin Zhaoxian was stunned for a moment and threw his hand at him.

"Exactly, does this Lord recognize you?"

"I don't recognize it, but when I went to Huafeng Academy, I read the children's chapter and the roving night tour of "The Theory of Birds" brought by the students, which is somewhat interesting. ”

Yin Zhaoxian hurriedly made another move.

"It's a little clumsy, and I don't dare to praise it as an adult!"

"Well, go in, I hope you'll be ranked first-class. ”

"Students should do their best!"

The official put Yin Zhaoxian's name on the book, handed him the number of the plate, and signaled that the errand could be released.

Seeing Yin Zhao enter the tribute courtyard first, the official stroked his beard before continuing to examine the next tribute.

Inside the Gongyuan, there were already some slight differences between the compartment and the original, Yin Zhao first looked at the brand number and found his own "Ding Twenty-seven" number.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, after all the students had already entered and found their seats, there were examiners who checked the official documents and plates one by one to make sure that no one was seated wrong.

At the front of the examination room, there were already examiners standing and shouting.

"Today's exam time is two hours, as soon as the hour arrives, the incense will be collected immediately, and the paper will be handed in before it is burned out, otherwise it will be invalid!

As the voice fell, there were large signs with white cloth as the bottom of the messengers hanging on all sides of the examination room, on which the content of the exam was written.

There are two questions in the exam, namely "Strategy: Drought Control" and "Yuqiu Poems".

Different from the county test, the state solution test no longer focuses too much on basic skills such as silent writing, but begins to pay attention to ability.

"Silence~~~~"

Errand luck roared.

"The exam begins, the omission is opened, and the gong is sounded ~~~~"

The official on the side clenched the wooden cloth hammer and struck it heavily at the gong.

"When~~~"

When the voice fell, it was like a knock on the hearts of all the tributes, and everyone hurriedly sat down, some of them pondered hard, and some of them had already begun to write......

Poetry believes that it is difficult for most talented people, the difficulty is to discuss strategies, Yin Zhaoxian has a clear idea, drought control may be written by hundreds of people, and there are not many scholars who can really write something useful, Yin Zhaoxian is one of the exceptions.

"The so-called people take food as the sky, the drought will cause man-made disasters, man-made disasters will lead to epidemics, poor governance will cause resentment, and miasma will also perish......

The pen is like a god, the ink does not stop, Yin Zhaoxian began to write coherently, not only clear thinking and because of the time to copy the fate of the calligraphy, calligraphy has also greatly improved.

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After the exam, it was naturally a tight time for review, and many officials in the state government participated in it.

Yin Zhaoxian's "On Drought Control" finally even read the prefect and the governor, although Jizhou is almost in good weather every year, but the officials are not destined to die, many have also experienced drought in other states, and know the weight of Yin Zhaoxian's all-round consideration of the article.

Zhizhou Li Hou even said: "Although there are a few empty reveries in his writing, it is better than comprehensive and meticulous, and officials with shallow talents and weak strength can already use this to control the drought!"

It's a very high rating.

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Because Dazhen's state examination is often held in autumn, the time when the list is mostly in full bloom is the osmanthus season, so it is also called "Guibang".

Half a month later, the laurel list outside the Gongyuan of Chunhui Mansion was announced.

Yin Zhaoxian didn't desperately squeeze to the front like others to see, the result has been decided, and it is not something you can change if you squeeze your head here.

However, there are some positions on the list, which do not need to be crowded too far to be seen clearly on the periphery.

The name at the top of the Jizhou laurel list is the largest, and the first column is written in large characters:

Yijia Jieyuan: Yin Zhaoxian

"Who is Yin Zhaoxian?" "He is Xie Yuan?"

"Who knows Yin Zhaoxian?" "I don't know..."

......

A lot of chatter in front gradually spread to the rear, although Yin Zhaoxian had long expected that he would obtain the first grade, but he had never expected Xie Yuan, his heart twitched twice, and he quickly rubbed himself.

At the beginning of the state examination, until the examination and the palace examination, the first place was taken with the word "yuan", which were Xie Yuan, Hui Yuan, and Zhuangyuan, which are the achievements of the glory of the ancestors.

In the future, when others call Yin Zhaoxian, it is likely that they will be called "Yin Jieyuan".

With the announcement of the identity of the final list, regardless of whether it is sincere or not, it is customary to congratulate those on the list, and Yin Zhaoxian is naturally the focus of attention.

That night, the state government officially held a deer banquet to celebrate the tributes and officials inside and outside the list, even if Yin Zhaoxian thought that he was not strong enough to drink, it was impossible not to drink on that occasion.

In the end, the one who was helped to the inn by the servants was almost unconscious.

In the middle of the night, a red shadow looms outside the city of Chunhuifu, and when it comes to the edge of the city, it is like walking a few times and stepping into the city wall.

There are not many places in the city where the lights are still lit, and the red shadow walks on the street like a dream, and suddenly sees a Yin Si parade passing by, and flashes a smile on the street corner.

"Uh-huh-hehe-hehe......"

When the two parades passed by with a yin wind, Red Shadow smiled and continued to move forward.

The speed of crossing the street was extremely fast, as if he had his own purpose, and soon came to the outside of the Guixiang Inn near the Gongyuan.

Looking up at the inn, the red shadow slid into the second floor of the inn like a red ribbon.

Occasionally, hoarse and painful voices could be heard from the inn.

"Ho ......" "uh ho ......" ......

After a while, Red Shadow finally found the room where Yin Zhaoxian was.

"Click~Squeak~~"

The door unlocks and opens, and Red Shadow walks into the house, and the door closes behind him.

His eyes skimmed over the table, and the official document of Yijia Xie Yuan could be seen on it.

"Hehehehe... Yin Xie Yuan....."

The red shadow slid to the side of the bed, and a slender white hand with long red nails stroked Yin Zhaoxian's chest, and Yin Zhaoxian's body was full of righteous energy, showing the image of Haoran.

The red shadow's body was shocked, and his arm was actually bounced away, and Yin Zhaoxian immediately woke up again.

Seeing that there was suddenly an extra woman in the room, Master Yin shrank in, looking a little panicked.

"You, you...... Who are you? What kind of body are you when you enter the man's room at night?"

"Hehehe... Yin Jieyuan, you can call me Mrs. Hong, I haven't seen a scholar like you for many years, do you think I'm beautiful~~"

The woman sat at the head of the bed, wrapped in a light veil, and looked back at Yin Zhaoxian with a side face.

Originally, he just wanted to inhale some yang energy Shouyuan, but now his eyes are already full of forest.

It's just that Yin Zhaoxian's scalp is numb now, his hands and feet are cold, and under the pressure of Haoran's righteousness, for a moment, it seems that he sees a red skeleton......

'It's a youkai......