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Whenever there is an imperial examination, it is inevitable that countless people will pay attention to it.
Jinke is no exception.
Especially last time, Xishan Academy won fifteen candidates in one breath, which shocked the capital even more.
Even the candidates from other places who came to take the exam also heard about it.
This is inevitably a bit unconvincing.
The Gongsheng students in Beizhili have always performed at a limited level in the imperial examinations, but Xishan Academy can still make a huge difference.
Although at the beginning, the pioneers of Xishan Academy directly recruited six Jinshi, no one really believed in this evil.
Liu Jie and his fourteen classmates have arrived at Gongyuan. Outside Gongyuan, there are countless candidates waiting anxiously.
??We are all in groups, most of whom are fellow villagers, and they are discussing something with each other.
When a cannon sounded, the gate of Gongyuan opened wide, and Liu Jie and his classmates filed in.
In Minglun Hall.
Xie Qian sat in it.
"Because last time, there was a suspicious leaking case. Although it was finally found out, it was just a false accusation, and it was all false.
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In order to prevent the last accident from happening, Xie Qian has not released the questions so far. Even the examiner accompanying him has not leaked a single word.
Seeing that it was getting late and all the candidates had taken their seats, a clerk came to report. Xie Qian said calmly: "Come on the question. The title is 'Cannot Be a Taoist'."
After a while, the question raised the sign and let it go.
Liu Jie entered the examination room, still feeling uneasy.
In the past, I was a talented scholar who failed to succeed in many trials, and my confidence had long been completely wiped out.
After that, because I studied at Xishan Academy, I got the first place in the Beizhili Township Examination in high school, and my life changed from then on.
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Liu Jie couldn¡¯t help but wonder, will he be so lucky this time?
He has long been numb from spending every day in Xishan Academy studying and doing questions, so numb that his mind is full of it. Now, he is finally going to compete.
But once this question is put aside
Liu Jie¡¯s expression changed.
"You cannot follow the Tao"
This question is so familiar.
This sentence comes from Zhongyong. On the surface, it means "one cannot follow the Tao", but in fact, the beginning of this sentence should be "the Tao is not far away".
In fact, this sentence also illustrates the principle of simplicity. Confucius believed that the truth is around people and is not complicated.
It¡¯s just Cheng Zhu¡¯s explanation, but it¡¯s different.
Of course, this is not the point.
The point is that Liu Jie discovered that he had done this problem before.
No, not only did I do it before, but I did three articles in a row. I felt dissatisfied with each article, so I explained it. After explaining it, I continued to write it again.
People are like this. If there is an article and someone explains it to you, you may have forgotten it after a year and a half, but the questions you have done are very familiar.
Liu Jie has done so many questions that he can write a complete chapter even with his eyes closed. Coupled with this familiar question
Liu Jie closed his eyes suddenly and tried to remember.
He even remembered that in the end, there were several errors in the questions he wrote, and he was specifically pointed out.
And now
Suddenly, his eyes opened, and there was a bright light in these eyes.
He smiled slightly and started writing directly without pondering.
The experience of constantly answering questions made him just have to think about solving the problem, just like filling in the blanks, filling in these eight articles without even much deliberation and thinking at all. This is almost like a conditioned reflex.
Half an hour later, an eight-part essay has been completed.
Others were still thinking hard, some reluctantly started writing, but were still trying to chew every word slowly, and some seemed surprisingly cautious. After all, this involved a major test in their lives. Therefore, Although he was confident, he still held the pen and thought.
There are also people who are a little confused. No matter what, they can't think of a way to solve the problem, and cold sweat is dripping on their foreheads.
In one day, I thought of a way to solve the problem, and I still need to write an article. This article must not exceed the rules of the eight-legged essay in the slightest, even if every sentence said in it is required to be a sage. That is to say, this is not what you said.His father is his father, which feels a bit like a hooligan, but in his heart, Fang Jifan really has feelings for Emperor Hongzhi.
When Zhu Houzhao heard that Fang Jifan really had no choice, he suddenly became slumped. He sat blankly, his eyes dull: "It's over, the family has been destroyed, eh, I don't want to live anymore, the queen the queen is also very angry. I don¡¯t know what will happen in the end. And the girlthe girl has been too sad these days and has fainted several times. Her body is already weak, and I don¡¯t know"
"What?" Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness, she"
Zhu Houzhao roared at Fang Jifan: "Why are you so interested in my sister when I mention it? Are you interested in my father?"
Fang Jifan felt ashamed and said, "I didn't, so don't talk nonsense. I mean, His Highness mentioned the Princess just now. I thought, maybe we can use a method?"
"Have you thought of it?" Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan and was immediately overjoyed.
Fang Jifan sighed: "Actually, Your Highness, the only one who can save Your Majesty in this world is Your Highness!"
"What do you mean?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan in shock.
Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness must understand the principle of intestinal paralysis. In other words, the small intestine is broken."
Fang Jifan tried his best to explain to Zhu Houzhao using principles that were easier to accept.
Zhu Houzhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"It's like Your Highness has a boil on his face. It won't heal after a long time of treatment, and the wound keeps festering. What will Your Highness do at this time?"
"Cut him." Zhu Houzhao said firmly.
Fang Jifan raised his thumb: "His Highness is indeed smart and smart. I admire him very much. That's right, I'll cut him!"
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