Kick out the general as soon as you are reborn

Liu Yanyan rubbed her eyes, stretched herself, and woke up at daybreak. Looking at the drizzling rain outside, she shook her head helplessly, gathered her clothes, stood up, took out some broken charcoal, lit it with a fire starter, put the casserole on top, put a clove of ginger in it, waited until the ginger was slightly dry, took the casserole off, ate the ginger and chewed a piece of bread at the same time, her throat ached from choking.

From time to time, there were sounds of sneezing coming from the side. Liu Yanyan listened and frowned, but did nothing. After all, it was impossible to pass something over.

Before the exam started, Liu Yanyan went to the toilet. When she came back, she saw the two women next to her were pale and in very bad condition. There was a hint of worry in her eyes, but she suppressed it the next moment and walked towards her own room.

Looking at the scholar next to him with a flushed face, he shook his head, went back to his desk, and opened the pen and ink wrapped in oilcloth.

Sit quietly, waiting for the exam to start.

With a loud clang, the guard came over with the test papers and papers and placed them on the table.

Liu Yanyan learned her lesson and wrote down her student ID and name first before quickly looking through the paper.

Asked to compose a poem each for flowers, birds, snow and dew, Liu Yanyan covered her head with her hands, not having any thoughts in her mind. After being reborn, her heart was filled with hatred, and she had no mood to compose poetry at all.

After deep thought, he recalled several poems he had written before, which he had never mentioned in front of outsiders. He picked up his pen and wrote on the rice paper beside him. After finalizing it, he copied it onto the test paper and blew the ink dry. It was already noon, and several scholars had already handed in their papers.

Liu Yanyan also raised her hand. The guard came over with a serious face, took the test paper, glanced at it, and saw the neat handwriting. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "You have a quarter of an hour to go to the toilet and you can't walk around casually." After that, he took away the paper.

Liu Yanyan nodded, picked up an oilcloth to cover herself, and walked towards the toilet. When she came back, she was very careful, but the corners of her clothes were still a little wet.

He came back and looked at the charcoal that was almost burned out, put a few more pieces of charcoal in, took off his wet clothes and put them aside, warmed himself by the fire, rummaged through the bamboo basket, took out a piece of ginger and put it in the casserole, then raised his hand.

The guard came over with a serious face and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Yanyan said, "Please get me a bowl of water. I'll make some ginger soup to drive away the cold."

The guard looked at Liu Yanyan, knowing that this was the county lady, and did not dare to offend her. He could only turn around, fetch a bowl of water, pour it into the casserole, and leave with the bowl, muttering in his heart, "This county lady, why does she have to participate in the Spring Examination and suffer when she can't be a good county lady! She has wealth and glory in her hands, why is she taking this exam?"

Liu Yanyan pretended not to hear. She licked her dry lips and stared at the casserole which had not yet boiled. She took out a piece of dry food and bit it with difficulty.

After the ginger soup was cooked and cooled, I finally finished the dry food in my hand, picked up the casserole and started drinking. After drinking it, the coldness in my body faded a little, and some fine beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.

At this time, the clothes were also dried. I took the dried clothes and put them on. A wave of heat hit me, making me feel warm. "Thank goodness it's dry."

Liu Yanyan looked at the dripping rain outside, lay down on the table, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.

It was not until a loud clang was heard that Liu Yanyan woke up. She rubbed her eyes and took the paper from the guard in a daze, frowning.

There were some water stains on the paper. As she watched the guards walk away, she could only put the paper next to the charcoal fire to dry. After drying, the rice paper became hard, and Liu Yanyan didn't dare to write. She just wrote her hometown and name first, and then wrote on other paper, making some corrections. Only when she was satisfied did she carefully copy it.

After finishing writing, I blew the ink dry and then checked it carefully. There were water stains and slight smudges in the handwriting. I couldn't find the problem without looking carefully, so I raised my hand to indicate that I had handed in the paper.

The guard took the paper, covered it with the draft, put it away carefully, and then said, "You can go to the toilet. You only have a quarter of an hour." After that, he left with the paper.

Liu Yanyan drank too much water and went to the toilet. When she came back, she saw the scholar next to her, holding the blurred paper and crying heart-wrenchingly. She was frightened and did not dare to stay, so she went straight back to her desk.

The desperate cries beside him made Liu Yanyan feel helpless. After all, at this moment, no one could comfort him.

Liu Yanyan began to pack her things, putting them into the basket one by one, ready to leave at any time. After two days, her body was obviously a little weak. She waited quietly. After all, she could only leave the Imperial Examination Hall after she handed in everything.

Liu Yanyan waited for an hour, but she didn't hear that she could leave. She muttered to herself, "Why haven't they finished writing yet? This is too hard." She felt very weak. Were they going to write all night? The rain outside was getting heavier.

Until midnight, Liu Yanyan sat there tiredly and yawned. Suddenly, the Regent brought a group of people, followed by a conversation with the guards, and walked into the scholar's cell one by one. They came out in less than a minute.

Liu Yanyan looked at the regent in front of her. His face was cold, and his hair was wet from the rain, sticking to his shaved face. She stood up and saluted hurriedly, "Greetings to the regent."

The Regent looked at the flustered Liu Yanyan with complicated eyes, and there was a flash of heartache in his eyes. He said, "Someone reported that a candidate cheated, so I came to investigate thoroughly." After that, he took the guard's ladle and poured a ladle of water on the hem of Liu Yanyan's clothes.

Liu Yanyan was surprised and didn't react. The guard checked nearby and turned to the Regent and said, "Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with the clothes. No writing was found."

The Regent looked at Liu Yanyan with more admiration in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Let's go and check the next one." He walked towards the next scholar with his guards.

Liu Yanyan looked at her wet clothes, shoes and socks, feeling terrified. Fortunately, she changed her clothes, otherwise she would have lost half her life here. Who on earth hated her so much and made such a big fuss, only coming to investigate after the incident was over? Did they want to make her unable to turn over?

Liu Yanyan wrung out her clothes and put them next to the charcoal fire to dry. She was wearing only a single layer of clothing and was very cold, so she took a pair of socks from the bamboo basket and put them on. She also put her shoes next to the charcoal fire to dry, but she did not dare to sleep until her clothes were dry. Then she put them on, curled up on the wooden board, and fell into a deep sleep.

I smelled a burning smell and woke up in a hurry. I found that the shoes next to the stove had a big burnt hole. I quickly took the shoes and patted them. A faint sadness appeared on my face. I thought to myself, "Fortunately, I can go home early in the morning, otherwise, what would I do with these broken shoes!"

Liu Yanyan looked at the remaining oilcloth beside her and tried to tear off a piece, but she couldn't pull it off no matter what she did. She could only give up. It was embarrassing! Anyway, there were so many people out there, and few people would notice this.

He put his shoes on his feet, watched the charcoal fire was about to go out, and put the remaining carbon fragments into the stove, and the temperature inside the horn rose a little.