Linghu Yuanwailang immediately waved his hand and scolded the man sternly, "Who is it?"

The man looked dusty and gasped. Seeing that the two sides were full of the two sides, he bowed to Linghu Gong, "I'm late for some reason, I'm begging for a place." Then he threw down the mat on his body, neither sitting in the east or the west corridor, but sitting under the curtain of the front hall of Mr. Pan.

Behind the curtain, Mr. Pan's shadow whispered to the other two or three testers.

Soon Pan Yan spoke, "Continue."

When he saw Yang Wan in Li Feng's appearance in the building, he started to shake his head again.

At this time, Gao Yue heard Zheng Zi say behind him, "He is a mountain village man who is completely unceremonious."

The officials distributed the so-called postscript papers one by one.

The Jinshi Department only posts one big sutra, a total of ten paths.

The so-called great scriptures among the nine classics are the Book of Rites and Zuo Zhuan; the middle scriptures are the Book of Songs, the Book of Zhou and the Literature of Yue; the small scriptures are the Book of Changes, the Book of Shu, Gongyang and Guliang.

Coincidentally, the one who posted the Great Sutra this time was the "Biography of Zuo of the Spring and Autumn Period" that Gao Yue had carefully reviewed before, and the Wei Duke's covers almost all the titles!

The so-called posting scriptures, even if the passage of the scriptures is given and a line is drawn out in it, the three missing parts to be examined are pasted on white paper. The leader only needs to write the missing words on the post.

To put it bluntly, it is to fill in famous articles and sentences.

Gao Yue knew about seven of the ten questions, so he immediately became confident and filled them out within a short while. The rest of the posts were a little blurred, and they were filled with all the memories, without leaving them behind.

After finishing writing, I felt very happy in my heart. I couldn't help but hold up the teacup and drank several sips.

Some of the other educators were buzzing their heads and sticking to the scriptures, while others were blocked and started looking around, or eating and drinking.

The officials were very careful about this incident. Several attempts to take a sneak shot were immediately stopped and they were helped out immediately if they said something else they committed again!

Gao Yue looked at Liu Deshi with his eyes a few times. His face was extremely embarrassed, but he seemed to be tough and wrote on the posting, "Don't be afraid, Brother Fangzhai said that if the posting scriptures fail, you can use poetry to redeem the posting." Gao Yue secretly cheered him up in his heart.

Before we knew it, the sun was already at the height of the sky.

But in fact, for the other two games, the commentary is just a "blitzkrieg" in any case, after all, it is relatively objective - "knowing what you know, not knowing what you don't know."

When the official came to collect the paper rolls, Liu De's face was covered in sweat, but when he saw him suddenly stood up, walked to the atrium, and bowed to Mr. Pan behind the curtain in the front hall, "I'm brave enough to ask!"

The so-called "please ask" means that the examiner has doubts about the test paper or any additional requests during the exam, he can tell the chief officer through the curtain.

Pan Yan, who was behind the curtain, quickly replied, "But it's okay."

"I only pay attention to the poems and verses, but have never posted the scriptures. I am afraid that the first meeting will be defeated." Liu Deshi was trembling.

"How many times have you taken the exam?" Pan Yan asked behind the curtain.

Liu Deshi leaned his forehead to the ground, and was frightened and scared, "I have been kneeling for a long time to report the courtesanship for fifteen years."

Pan Yan sighed, but his tone was very resolute, "Since it's fifteen years, why don't you know that you want to take the exam to apply for the scriptures? I must be relying on the practice of redeeming the spring exam and taking a chance."

"Late birth, late birth..." Liu Deshi sadly grabbed the soil in front of his forehead, his nails almost bleeding, his voice was hoarse, "Beg..."

"I only know how to search for chapters and excerpts, but I don't know the great significance of the scriptures. It's not enough to teach you, so I can give you a clear picture to the world!" After Pan Yan finished speaking, he signaled that the first exam for posting scriptures in the spring exam was over.

Liu De's room was like thunder thunder, completely desperate. He lay down and collapsed in the atrium. Some of the stewards in the east and west corridors sighed, some sneered, and some sneered, and some beat their chests and stamped their feet, which was quite sad.

Only Gao Yue and Wei publicly opened the book case, walked down, and wanted to help Liu Deshi get up.

At this moment, the curtains were pulled up one after another, Pan Yan stood there, his tone relaxed a little. He said to the officials on the left and right, "Slowly help this lie out, but please don't allow it."

At this time, the three people on the building sighed a few times, went downstairs one by one, left from the back door, and went to inspect the Mingjing exam in the Ministry of Personnel for the emperor.

The officials also came down and wanted to move Liu De's room with Gao Yue and Wei Duke.

"Brother Fangzhai, let's go back first." Gao Yue comforted him. Alas, he had advised Liu Deshi to recite the great scriptures more before the exam, but Liu Deshi was still full of thought that this year's imperial examination could continue to "redemption" the imperial examination.

But Liu Deshi's ten fingers continued to slid between the soil in the atrium, and blood oozed out. His body was as heavy as a stone. He couldn't hold it up or drag it. The corners of his mouth were whining that he was unwilling and afraid to whine. This was directed towards Pan Yan, "Beg, beg for a poem to redeem the post, beg..."

Pan Yan just shook his head and turned around and left from the side door of the front hall.

The first posting of the scriptures ends.

Later, the South Court announced the first time to leave the scriptures, which is the "determined stay and leave for each game".

The final result of the posting is that only five of them can be passed can be passed, and only those who pass the exam will be held the next day.

Gao Yue’s postscripts, eight of them are passed through.

All the posts of Duke Wei of the Dharma have been passed.

Zheng Wei, all passed.

The late Li Feng passed all the way.

Dugu Liang's good weapon, seven out of ten, pass through.

Zhu Sui and Wang Biao all passed the fifth of the tenth chapters, and they happened to pass.

Liu De's four out of ten matches in the room, and the first game was the second.

The seventy-year-old Zhang Tan was only three of the ten games, and he also finished second in the first game.

Liu De's room seemed to have grown ten years older in one day. Gao Yue and Wei Duke couldn't bear to ask him to walk back to Wubenfang again, so he hired a basket carriage and asked someone to carry it. The two followed him behind and wanted to send him back to Wubenfang Imperial College for rest.

Who would have thought that when Liu Deshi was passing Xingdaofang, he couldn't bear it in the basket and was ashamed to return to the Imperial College. He suddenly turned over and fell down, fell into the dust of the street. He lay there regardless of the coming and going pedestrians, waving his fists and hammering the ground, and bursting into tears.

"If the business papers are not accepted, the talented people cannot be appreciated by the master. The family is isolated and helpless, and the fate of the imperial examination is so ill. What should I do? What should I do!" He pulled off his head, his hair was scattered, and repeated "What should I do" at the top of his lungs.

Even the Duke of the Soldiers, who had always been angry, could not help but sit on the side of the road, not knowing how to persuade him, and tears fell like rain.

In the dust dancing, Gao Yue grabbed Liu Deshi's arm and tried his best to persuade him, "Brother Fangzhai, don't be discouraged. Summarize the lessons next year and make another guess. There will always be times when the clouds clear and the moon will be bright!"

Who would have thought that Liu Deshi would cry even more miserably. He was so angry that he grabbed Gao Yue's sleeve with his back, "I am from Longxi and have a wife in my hometown. After less than a year of marriage, I came to Chang'an City to answer the exam. Suddenly, so many years have passed. People are not like humans, ghosts, and ghosts. I have been in the exam fifteen times, and they are all demoted to the Ministry of Rites fifteen times. My hometown was invaded by Xifan again. So far, my parents are alive or dead, and my wife is alive or dead. I have been trapped in this small imperial examination for the rest of my life and die without success?"

"Listen..." Gao Yue was about to continue persuading him.

A more old and shrill cry came, and the three of them were stunned, and even Liu Deshi stopped crying:
Chapter completed!