Royal Gold Magistrate

After leaving Zhang Chang, Fang Zhengyi had a pleasant chat with the three examiners.

The content of the chat is mainly focused on parenting, although the sons of the examiners are basically older than him...

However, Fangzheng's advanced concept of 21st century fancy baby abuse obviously won the praise of the three examiners.

Remedial lessons and the like are all pediatrics!

It's like writing a hundred poems a day, writing twenty articles, and endorsing two books to lay the foundation.

Running shirtless in the snow for ten miles to exercise willpower.

Practice piano and paint three hours a day to cultivate sentiment.

15 public speeches before the age of [-] to cultivate the ability to speak in court.

The three examiners who listened to various cases were mesmerized.

I thought to myself, no wonder Fang Zhengyi was able to pass the Jinshi examination in his teens!You can still spray so much at the court meeting!

It's not surprising that such a strict family style test can be admitted to Jinshi, and I can do it too!

Two examiners said excitedly on the spot that they would have another one and train them again!

The remaining one is going to go back and experiment with his grandson...

After all, there is such a secret technique, it is a great pity if I can't implement it if I only heard about it today!

My son has grown up, so it's not easy to beat him!

Realizing that too much time had passed, several people simply greeted each other and returned to the examination room to continue invigilating the examination.

Fangzheng smacked his lips and seemed a little unsatisfied.

I haven't talked about Quantum Fluctuation Speed ​​Reading and Right Brain Development Collection yet.

You guys get so excited after talking a little furry, what a hot chicken!

Shaking his head regretfully, he also returned to the examination room.

Fang Zhengyi on Zhang Chang's side was already too lazy to take care of him, his state of mind had already collapsed.

It's not appropriate to go wandering around by yourself anymore, and now the other examiners are still looking towards me, if I score twice, I will have to be referred to by other examiners.

There is no rush to screen reporters, it takes nine days.

The main problem now is how to pass the time, proctoring is so boring!

Fang Zhengyi didn't know what to do.

Looking at the scenery?There is no scenery to see, that's all there is in the Gongyuan.

Read candidate articles?He is not interested!

Catch cheating?Cheating is too difficult!It is estimated that it is not easy to catch.

Then I can only have nothing to do to observe the candidates and the examination room.

At this time, most of the candidates in the examination room are in a state of contemplation, but obviously there are still very few people who are doing badly.

Clasp your fingers, touch the inkstone, play with the pen, or lean against the wall and take a nap.

Eighty percent of them feel that they are hopeless in the exam, so they come to experience the process.

Fang Zheng admired those poor candidates, especially the way they scratched their heads and couldn't hold back a word!Ye Qing back!

Some things, some people, can generate empathy even after a thousand years of time and space.

Put badly... I have to say that it is a great performance art that transcends time and space!

But after watching Fang Zhengyi for a while, he soon got bored.

These people's ranks are too low, they can't turn their pens!

Then he began to observe aimlessly among the rows of houses, and this observation really revealed some tricks!

Examination numbers are usually divided into bottom number, small number, old number and seat number in private.

The dorms are arranged in a row, the old ones are the ones in the middle, and the small ones are the undersized ones, making it even more uncomfortable to be in the middle.

Due to measurement errors during construction, the houses at both ends are naturally prone to trumpets.

As for the base number, also known as the stinky number, it is obviously next to the toilet.

Dozens of people go to the same latrine, and there is no flush toilet. One can imagine the impact of this location on the exam!

As for the number of seats, it is a temporary number house built with mats that are not enough for the test. This situation did not appear in this rural test.

Countless candidates hope to win the old number and avoid the base number and the trumpet number.

What's interesting is that the chances of candidates with bottom numbers wearing patches are surprisingly high!

Fangzheng walked through more than 30 rows of number rooms, among which there were more than 20 rows of bottom-number candidates who wore single clothes with patches!

But according to previous observations... the proportion of children from poor backgrounds in the entire Gongyuan is not high. At first glance, it should only account for about [-]%!

The probability of poor children appearing in the base number is so high, there is only one possibility, there is something tricky in the lottery selection!Those who are related at home can get a slightly better seat, at least it will reduce the probability of choosing a bottom number.

But Fang Zhengyi didn't do much, he just smiled helplessly.

The reality is like this, the examination room cannot be absolutely fair, and the competition inside and outside the examination room has always been linked together.

A kid from a poor family is destined to have more obstacles than a kid from a rich family.

Although everyone is on the starting line, some people ride bicycles, some drive sports cars and fly airplanes.

Some people are even at the end...

As for those who rely on their legs, they can only gain a little "equality" by paying more than others

There is no exception in ancient and modern times.

After looking at a few more rows, Fangzheng was tired and ready to go back.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was high, and the temperature was not low.

The official uniform was thick and hot, even Fang Zheng was sweating as soon as he leaned against the wall and tried his best to walk closer to the shadow.

But that's not the most important thing... The important thing is that there is a vague smell in the air...

Apparently someone couldn't hold back and started to make things easier.

Naturally, it is not convenient to choose to go to the toilet. There is a small bucket under each seat in the dormitory as a urine bucket.

They are all solved directly in the keg, mainly to save time and reduce some troubles.

But the smell of fishy smell will inevitably waft from it.

Fang Zhengyi had inquired about this point, but fortunately, he had already done psychological preparation in advance.

But when he really arrived in the examination room, he couldn't help feeling a burst of regret in his heart. If he knew earlier, he shouldn't have taken up this stupid job!

The latrines in the Gongyuan are not as good as those at home!When I went to Jianjiang, I hadn't used the toilet for a long time. When I got home, I wanted to embrace the cute toilet and kiss.

Damn hygienic environment in ancient times!There is always no escape!Now I have to suffer this crime again...uncomfortable!

On the way back to the public house, Fang Zhengyi turned a few corners along the way and looked at a few more rows.

He happened to catch a glimpse of a reporter sitting at the bottom number.

He remembered that the name of this person was Qin Shan, a very ordinary reporter in the newspaper office, and he was a little silent.

At this moment, he was obsessed with something red-faced, completely oblivious to Fang Zhengyi who was not far away.

After struggling for a moment, he leaned over and took out a small bucket from under the seat board and put it on the seat board. He knelt on the board facing the wall and untied his trouser belt carefully.

Fangzheng was dumbfounded when he saw it, and felt a little annoyed!

You're fucking next to the toilet and peeing in the dorm!

Besides, how decent is the food prepared for you to be put together with the urine bucket! ?The reporters of the Banshan newspaper can't be so unhygienic!

After Qin Shan finished urinating and put the bucket under the table, Fangzheng walked over angrily, and said angrily in a low voice: "Qin Shan! What the hell is wrong with you? Why don't you go to the toilet?!"

Qin Shan raised his head in astonishment, and when he saw Fang Zhengyi, he blushed on the spot!

I didn't expect Fang Zheng to see my private operations...

He lowered his head and murmured, "Master Fang... Isn't everyone like this?"

"The latrine is just across the wall from you! Can't you just hang up the sign and go there?"

Qin Shan raised his head, his eyes were full of doubts, and he asked tentatively: "My lord...you don't know, do you?"

"I don't know? I don't know what?" This time it was Fang Zhengyi's turn to be puzzled.

Seeing this, Qin Shan didn't care about other things, and quickly explained: "My lord, you must not go to the toilet."

"The test paper will be confiscated. The examiner will think that the examinee lacks perseverance or is too unlucky, so they may put a shit stamp on the paper."

"No matter how good the answer is on such a paper, the examiner won't read it... That's equivalent to a white test!"

"Hey, I'm just afraid that such an accident will happen... so I absolutely can't go!"

Clam?Fangzheng was dumbfounded.

I inquired a lot about the common things about the imperial examination, but no one really told me about such unspoken rules.

It's too inhumane to shit to make the roll paper invalid, what's the matter! ?

You can't let people pull it into the bucket!Can the examination room still wait?

"What's a poop? Why don't I have one?!" Fang Zhengyi's face was full of question marks.

"It's just a small seal without engraving. It prints a black mark on the roll paper. This is called a shit stamp. It's an unwritten rule...the seal should be prepared by the examiner." Qin Shan couldn't figure it out. Why didn't Fangzheng know about this? Didn't he have this rule when he took the provincial examination?

"Well, go ahead and write."

Fangzheng turned around and left, thinking about this so-called shit poke in his heart.

I didn't expect there to be such unreasonable things in the examination room...

But if you think about it carefully, it shouldn't be so strict. The examiner is also a human being. It is impossible not to understand the candidates!

You can't put a stamp on someone's test paper if someone goes to the toilet!

It's convenient at night...but it's dawn and I have another exam.

It's definitely not a good day... How many candidates are left after nine consecutive days of exams?Candidates can get by if they don't eat, but how can they be okay if they don't eat much for three days and sleep against a corner?

Fangzheng asked himself, he couldn't survive!

The test is about talent, not the capacity of the large intestine or the tightness of the chrysanthemum, what the hell!

After nine days, haven't all the reporters under me been played to pieces? !

Although I don't want them to pass the exam, but since they have all entered the exam room, let's help others to the end!

If you dare not eat if you dare not go to the latrine, then my heart-warming offensive of abalone, beef jerky, and instant noodles is not in vain?

Fang Zheng rushed back angrily, ready to ask Zhang Dongxiang about the situation in detail.

On the way back to the public house, I broke out in sweat again, and my body was already sticky when I entered the house, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Dongxiang was at leisure. After the exam started, he just went around and returned to the office. At this moment, there was a cup of tea on his desk and he was reading a book leisurely.

Seeing Fangzheng running back, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Why don't you go to the invigilator and come back?"

Fangzheng didn't answer, but asked first, "Hey! Uncle, where can I take a bath in the Gong Yuan?"

"Bath?" Zhang Dongxiang was delighted when he heard this.

"Ah yes, take a bath!" Fangzheng replied.

"Lord Fang... What kind of bath do you take? You can go home in three days, and just wash up! There is no such condition!" Zhang Dongxiang took a sip of tea and said lightly: "It's only three days, so why don't you still pay for it?" Take a bath every day?"

"What else? You don't take a bath?" Fangzheng blinked.

"Uh... bathing every five days, of course it's a bath every five days! Hey... you don't have a cleanliness, do you?" Zhang Dongxiang asked suspiciously.

On weekdays, it is normal for those colleagues to wash once every five days. Now that the weather is hot, they wash once every three days. In addition to washing their face and feet, they also just simply scrub their body.

There are very few people who take a bath every two days, and they are not royalty, why are you so particular about it?

As for once a day, isn't that just a pure obsession with cleanliness?

"......" Fangzheng was speechless, he could understand that the common people didn't take a bath, and you, the court ministers, didn't take a bath either, which was unexpected.

"It's so hot, don't you wash your sweat?"

"Wipe it with a damp cloth and it will be fine. I said Master Fang, this is the Gongyuan, not your home! Who didn't come here like this?" Zhang Dongxiang showed displeasure, and put down the book in his hand.

The way he looks at himself is like watching the plague, what's the matter?

Fangzheng said with all his heart, no wonder he can always smell strange smells when going to court!It turns out that you old bastards don't take a bath!

"What's the matter with you when you come back! If you have nothing to do, go back and invigilate the exam!" Zhang Dongxiang picked up the book again, with a slightly irritable expression.

"Yes! I want to ask what happened to that shit stamp? Why did the examinee get stamped for going to the convenience?"

Zhang Dongxiang put down the book again, and looked up and down suspiciously at Fangzheng.

"What's the point of asking, it's always been like this! Don't you understand the rules of the township examination?"

"Also, don't call it poo, just call it po, it's indecent!"

Fangzheng showed disdain, would it be nice to pee in the dorm?Put on a show!

"I know the rules of the township examination, but there are no express regulations on this stamp! Does doing this count as deceiving the emperor?" Fang Zhengyi said indifferently.

"Speak carefully!" Zhang Dongxiang's expression gradually became serious: "How can this be considered deceiving the emperor!"

"The rules of previous exams have been like this! It has been like this since I took the township exam, and it is still like this now!"

"Acquiring an official position in the imperial examination is not only based on the talent of the examinee, but also on the quality of the examinee!"

"Everyone in the court endured like this, didn't you do the same? Everyone wants to suffer!"

"Besides...the examiner is not completely ignorant of the candidate's difficulties...the examiner will not stamp if there is an acute illness and abdominal pain."

Fangzheng frowned and said, "It's a joke! Is there any point in such hardship and patience?"

He was educated hard in his previous life, and he will do it again in this life!

There is no meaning in itself to bear hardships, but there always seem to be some people who are willing to whitewash the ability to bear hardships as a virtue.

"If all the princes in the court have come through such hardships, then this rule should be abolished. You understand the taste of suffering better than anyone else. How can you encourage unhealthy tendencies to toss the candidates one after another?"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Dongxiang's expression softened unexpectedly, and his tone became much smoother, and he replied patiently: "Scholars, it's hard work, hard work, talent and patience are indispensable... This is just a game. It's just a small test, it's nothing at all, if you can't bear this bit of suffering, how can you become a big event in the future!"

"Do you understand?"

Fangzheng pondered for a moment.

"Understood, py can make big things happen!"

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