Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

"There is a way to make money."

Zao Li yelled three times, and Zheng Zhao took down the wooden plank that was used as a table in the dormitory, put it together with the sitting plank, and built a simple bed.Not to mention, the examination room is extremely quiet, which is really suitable for sleeping.

Zaoli patrolled back and forth, staring at the scholar unbuttoning his coat and laying it on the bed.But this is a test!Why are you acting like I'm here to sleep!

There are so many cumbersome rules in the examination, one of which is that Zaoli cannot speak freely unless cheating is found or the examinee has something to ask.Seeing that other people were writing hard, he could only shout again: "There is a way to make money." This time the voice was louder than before.

Before he finished speaking, he watched the examinee cover his ears and turned around, then buried his head and went back to sleep.

ha?

Excuse me for disturbing you?

Zao Li rolled his eyes angrily, that's all, this is probably an ignorant person who messed with Enke.He has seen too many people like this, and if he doesn't take the exam, he won't take the exam. If he passes the exam, he will never waste his kindness next time.

Zheng Zhao slept soundly. The dormitory was too small, so he had to sleep curled up. When he woke up, his legs felt numb.He glanced at the sky, it was already noon.It was only four o'clock when he came, and thousands of candidates gathered in front of the gate of the Gongyuan, carrying lanterns like a galaxy, all looking forward to the carp jumping over the dragon gate this morning.

There are millions of scholars in Daliang. From the beginning of enlightenment to becoming a child student, and then to being a scholar, they studied hard for more than ten years, and even decades, for this exam. People, leading the whole family to flow upwards across the barrier.The imperial examination is good, but fortunately, Kusano's shabby board has a way to get in, and it can be sent to the public by no means of relying on it.

There are spring breezes proud of horseshoe disease, and there are also white-haired children who are poor and poor, and are trapped in the examination room for a lifetime.

does it worth?

Countless scholars still go forward without hesitation.

Zheng Zhao yawned, and looked at the papers on the ground, which were received by the person who entered the door. There were [-] straw scrolls and [-] main scrolls, all printed by the Ministry of Rites.The test is divided into three sessions, one session on three days, the first session is on the ninth day, the second session is on the [-]th, and the third session is on the [-]th.One day in, one day out.Today is the first session, with a total of seven questions.The first question was the way to make money. He looked at the other questions sent by Zaoli, and then shouted at Zaoli whose back was turned to him: "Brother, can you turn around?"

Zaoli heard that he was awake, but he didn't want to pay attention to him. At this moment, when he heard the examinee calling him, he turned around with a dark face and reluctantly asked, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Zhao held a one-foot-square piece of paper and said, "The inscription is wrong. Zheng Bo highlighted Bencai. This is an inscription on the Spring and Autumn Period. My original scripture is the Book of Songs."

Zaoli was illiterate, so he gave him a suspicious look. Was he trying to distract him to cheat?But when the examinee brought it up, he could only go to the academic officer to change the question.

"Brother, watch for me for a while." He said to Zaoli next to him, "Look carefully,"

After Zaoli finished speaking, he got the exam questions from Zheng Zhao's hand and went out to look for the instructor. Not long after, he came back with a piece of paper. He blushed and whispered, "I'm sorry, I took the wrong paper."

A little episode.

Zheng Zhao put the board back in place and began to grind the ink.The first question is the way to make money. He remembers the article he wrote clearly, and he can repeat the changes made by Mr. Qiu Beiying verbatim.But what's the point of writing exactly the same thing again?He took a pen to consider, and then rewrote an article on the straw scroll.It is worse than the previous one, but not as good as the one revised by Mr. Qiu Beiying.

It can be even better, he put down his pen and said to the Zaoli at the door: "Brother, can you help me next time?"

Zaoli felt somewhat guilty towards him for taking the wrong question. Seeing that he was busy at this time, he came over with a pleasant face and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Zhao pointed to the stove under the eaves of the house and said, "Help light a fire, heat up the shrimp cakes you brought, and cook porridge by the way."

When Zaoli heard this, he rolled his eyes again angrily. He is an invigilator, not a servant, and he cooks porridge with shrimp cakes?Everyone eats dry food!His feeling of guilt towards Zheng Zhao disappeared immediately.

After getting angry, he still helped to light the stove, the shrimp cakes were hot, and the porridge was cooked.

He could tell that this was a young master, if he didn't help, he would starve to death here for three days.

"I brought oil." Zheng Zhao stopped and wanted to put the shrimp cakes directly into the wabozaoli. "The shrimp cakes must be thoroughly burnt with sesame oil."

Yu Guangdu has been injured for half a month, and his shrimp cakes are very good.Raw shrimp meat, green onion, salt, pepper, a little sweet wine feet, add water and knead noodles, and burn through with sesame oil.

Zaoli patiently poured the oil from the small porcelain bottle into the earthenware bowl, and then put the formed raw shrimp cakes into it to fry.

With a sizzling sound, the aroma is overflowing.

Zaoli swallowed, it smelled really sweet.

The candidates in the other dormitories also smelled the aroma, gnawed on their dry food viciously, and looked at Zheng Zhao with green eyes.

Is he here for the exam, or is he here to live the life he longs for?

There are only four shrimp cakes in total, and they are fried quickly.Zaoli put the shrimp cakes into a bowl, then squatted down to cook the porridge again.

"Brother, eat it while it's hot." Zheng Zhao put three shrimp cakes into another bowl.

Zaoli raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, he took the bowl, and there were three golden shrimp cakes in the bowl, he took a bite, it was hot and fresh, it was really fragrant.

Although the young master does not work hard and does not distinguish grains, he is not bad.

Zheng Zhao ate half of the shrimp cake and got a little tired, so he lay down on the table and watched Zao Li cook the porridge while eating with a satisfied face.

The rice was brought from the panning this morning, and the amount is equivalent to that of a clay bowl. It only needs to be filled with water.The snow-white rice is slowly boiled in the earthen bowl, making a gurgling sound.

The porridge was served with pickles, and the pickles were sent by Zheng Lian last night.

Seeing water but not rice is not porridge; seeing rice but not water is not porridge.It must make the water and rice harmonious, soft and greasy as one, and then it is called porridge.Whether it is meat porridge or sweet porridge, it needs to be carefully prepared, otherwise it is not as good as white porridge.

Zheng Zhao took a sip of the porridge and felt warm all over.He put down the bowl, picked up the pen, and wrote five hundred words eloquently.

Mr. Qiu Beiying had already helped him to reorganize the structure of the composition, so he could naturally reorganize and connect the same topic.He even felt that after doing it this time, he could also compose the remaining six questions in this way.

He only wrote two articles on the first day, and five articles on the second day.On the third day of inspection, when he heard Mu Duo’s voice, Zheng Zhao immediately asked Zaoli to take him to hand in the papers. The examiner collected the papers for inspection, handed the papers to Mi Fengguan, and then issued him a wooden sign, which was permission. He leaves the examination room.

Walking out of the tribute courtyard, I heard Cui'an's voice.

"Master, this way."

Zheng Zhao looked at the sound, she was standing beside a carriage.Zheng Zhao hurriedly walked towards the carriage, but Wei Yunheng and Yu Guangdu's servants surrounded him, and he said, "Wait a minute, they will come out soon." After speaking, he walked to the carriage, and raised his bare hands. Opening the curtain, it was indeed Fu Niang.

"My son, come in and finish the tremella and lotus seed soup." Fu Niang looked at him distressedly, "I've already had someone boil the water at home, bear with it for now, and take a bath and rest when I get back."

Zheng Zhao got into the carriage and found that Chun Niang was also there.Chun Niang laughed and said, "Auntie is very worried about Cousin at home,"

Fu Niang pulled Zheng Zhao and said: "I haven't been out for a long time. Although I went to Linqing, I went into the yard after getting off the boat. Chun Niang was worried and accompanied me out."

Zheng Zhaodao: "Auntie should come out to relax from time to time."

Fu Niang shook her head and said: "It's no fun to come out, it's good to grow flowers at home, do embroidery work, and there is Chun Niang to talk with."

"Master!" Zheng Zhao heard the voice familiar, and looked out of the carriage, but Wei Yunheng also came out.If they bet on a question correctly, the three of them should have an easy time if there is no accident.

"Jin Niang, what are you looking at?" Fu Niang asked when she saw Jin Niang staring out the window in a daze.

"No... nothing..." Chun Niang lowered her head.

Seeing her like this, Fu Niang smiled and said, "Juniang should marry her."

"No!" Chun Niang suddenly raised her head, her expression was so excited that even Fu Niang was startled.

Knowing that she had overreacted, Jinniang lowered her head and said, "I'm not from a good family, and I can't marry into a good family. It's better not to marry than to suffer."

These words hit Fu Niang, she knew how bitter she was, she hugged Chun Niang and said: "Good boy, if you don't marry, don't marry."

In Ping'an Lane, Zheng Zhao rested at home for a day, it was quiet, and he was a little surprised why Qiu Wenzhao didn't harass him.

On February [-], in the early morning of Enke's second game.

"Brother Zhao, eat the cockscombs quickly." Fu Niang blocked the door with a chicken head between her arms, "Eat the cockscombs and become a high school official."

Zheng Zhao turned his head away, he doesn't eat chicken heads, even looking at them makes him feel sick, but he has never won this kind of tug-of-war.He bit off the cockscomb in one bite, held it in his mouth without swallowing it, got on the carriage and quickly put it into the basin.After vomiting, he took a breath, inexplicably felt the shape and taste of cockscomb in his mouth, he quickly drank strong tea to rinse his mouth, but still felt nauseous, and retched again.

He entered the Gongyuan with a blue face.

In the second session of the examination, one essay should be made, one of imperial edict, edict and table should be chosen, and five judgments should be made.It is eloquent and eloquent.Discussion is the key point of this game, and the rest can be correct.But generally speaking, the imperial examination focuses on the first game, and the second and third games are extra.

Zaoli watched Zheng Zhao take something out of the test basket with a blank expression, thinking in his heart, what kind of good food is this young master going to cook up this time?

what is that?Long, wrapped in cloth.

people... ginseng...

The corners of Zaoli's mouth twitched, and he couldn't figure out that the young master who cooked delicious food in the last game would eat ginseng without eating anything in the next game.

Invigorate vitality, recover pulse and soothe the nerves.Zheng Zhao gnawed ginseng while answering the paper.

As far as his writing is fluent, he has written too much for his grandfather, and he has heard his own verdict.

After this fight, he got out of the Gongyuan with the help of the wall.Back home, she vomited whatever she ate, Fu Niang was so frightened that she was at a loss and regretted it.

February [-]th is the last exam, and the exam is about policy questions.Most of the problems are caused by current affairs. Candidates solve problems and solve problems, and give solutions to make decisions.Zheng Zhao took out the small porcelain jar that Fu Niang had given her from the examination basket. Yesterday she pondered for a whole day, and finally found something that he couldn't vomit after eating.Sesame seeds, almonds, walnuts and peanuts are fried together, dried and crushed into powder for later use.Flour and mung bean powder are fried with oil, add nut powder after the color changes, and add salt after frying.Let it cool last night, put it in a small porcelain jar this morning, and wash it with boiling water.

"Brother, can you help me boil the pot of hot water?" He said to Zaoli outside the house.

"Of course, I'll burn it right away." Zaoli said happily when he saw the small porcelain jar he took out.

With the sound of boiling water, Zheng Zhao first poured a bowl for Zaoli.

After finishing the policy question casually, he handed in the paper and left Longmen.As soon as he walked out, he saw Wei Yunheng's servant pushing his way through the crowd.

"Mr. Zheng, my young master, please don't leave. He and Mr. Yu have something to discuss later."

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