After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Su Xuanming's determination was strong. On the second day, Baichuan Academy began training mode.

There are only three months left until the new Enke exam.

The main hit this time is still "Three Five".

Familiar classroom, familiar atmosphere, familiar countdown, and familiar classmates.

Master Liu stood in front of the stage, giving his usual encouragement: "If you pass this special examination, you will be able to become a scholar and a juren."

"The Juren can be exempted from all corvée and land taxes for himself and his family, he does not have to kneel when he sees the county magistrate, and he can receive a monthly salary. If he commits a crime, the county government must go through a set of procedures to remove his academic title before he can be punished. In addition, you can discuss matters with the county magistrate."

"Most of you are from ordinary backgrounds and are the hope of your families and clans. This time, the number of Kyoto candidates will be increased by 300!"

"This time, you will be competing with not only your classmates, but also students who failed the exams in previous years. They have experience and have been honing their skills for three years. If you take it lightly, you will probably fail!"

"Are you willing to give up such a rare opportunity?"

All the students shouted in unison: "We won't accept this!"

Master Liu took out a thick stack of "Three Fives": "Last time we had a mock test on the mountain! We are all like a leaf boat, and the mountain master gave us a breeze so that we can ride on the wind. As for how far we can go and how high we can fly, it depends on our own efforts and luck!"

"Last time, no one dared to believe that we could all pass the exam to become scholars! Do you have confidence this time?!"

"Have!"

All the students work hard and swear to carry on the glory of Baichuan Academy to the end!

The examinations in the Zhou Dynasty were different from those in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

After passing the first round and getting the title of Juren, one needs to pass an additional test the following year. If successful, then one can become a real Juren.

If you fail, you have to start all over again.

This means that every year there will be candidates who pass the first round but fail the supplementary test and compete with new candidates!

Generally, the additional test is scheduled in the golden autumn of October.

Because it is a supplementary examination this time, the first round and the supplementary test are held in the same year.

There were a lot of materials needed to register for the exam, and Master Liu was too busy to handle them all, so Su Xuanming helped to sort them out.

"Unlike in the past, the Imperial College's chief priest proposed to His Majesty that each candidate should provide a copy of the official paper, which is the poems, essays and essays they usually write, and submit it to the Imperial College for record. This will be used to observe the students' daily literary cultivation and can also be used as a basis for judging the candidates' rankings."

You don’t need to think too much about this. The official paper you submit will definitely be the best assignment.

Master Liu sneered: "This is because they are afraid that the situation like last time will happen again, and they are on guard against our Baichuan Academy."

The results of Baichuan Academy in the last imperial examination were so impressive that it shocked everyone. It was equivalent to stepping on Taixue and Songshan Academy to get to the top.

The chief academician of the Imperial College was naturally not convinced, so he proposed this plan before the New Year.

Su Xuanming said calmly, "Although we are a light boat, we can ride the wind and travel thousands of miles upstream. During this period of time, we have been studying hard and are no longer the same as we used to be."

Master Liu stroked his long beard, his eyes full of admiration: "In the academy, your grades are the best, and your writing is elegant and upright."

Then, Master Liu frowned again: "I just don't know who this examiner is!"

Su Xuanming was sorting out the family statements and bail letters of other students.

The family statement is to state the family situation, including the surname, name, grandfather, father, brothers, and hometown, which is equivalent to the political review in later generations.

A guarantee letter is to ask four candidates with clean backgrounds to jointly guarantee that the student taking the exam has not committed any crime.

This letter of guarantee has actually developed into an industrial chain. As long as you can afford the money, you can choose any guarantor.

This part of the expenses will naturally be borne by Baichuan Academy.

Su Xuanming: "It doesn't matter who the examiner is. What matters is who decides the examiner's mind."

Master Liu understood immediately and freed his hands to help Su Xuanming sort it out: "Your Majesty or Master Tong?"

Ever since the Queen and the Imperial Concubine became pregnant, the current Emperor has become like a different person, becoming sharp and aggressive.

In the court, the emperor and Grand Tutor Tong clashed with each other many times, and the news spread to the market, causing a sensation.

In the harem, Imperial Concubine Tong and the Queen were fighting with each other. If it weren't for the Empress Dowager's pressure, it would be unknown whether the two little princes could be saved.

Su Xuanming remembered the message from that person and said firmly, "Your Majesty!"

Master Liu's eyes flashed, and he knew what to do next!

……

The imperial examination is not only a major event in the court, but also a top priority in the families of countless students!

This special examination is for the whole Great Zhou, and Yunzhou is no exception.

Although the academy has not been built yet, student places can be submitted first!

Niu Jinyi and his classmates have written hundreds of guarantee letters recently!

"This is unfair! We are both prefectures, but Xiangzhou has 3,000 candidates, so why can Yunzhou only have 100?! The governor has always been tough, how could he tolerate this?!"

Niu Jinyi was very calm: "If our Yunzhou also has 3,000 places, I'm afraid there won't be even 100 of them if they fall into the hands of real students from Yunzhou."

The classmates had nothing to say, because if they were in his place, if they knew that there were 3,000 places in Yunzhong, they would definitely find ways to move their hometown to Yunzhou.

Although this would increase the number of students in Yunzhou who would pass the imperial examinations in a short period of time, it would actually undermine the educational foundation of Yunzhou.

But whether in Yunzhou or Kyoto, many candidates have portraits of Gu Nanxi at home!

In Yunzhou City, Aunt Geng carried a basket every day to the best incense and candle shop to buy incense.

She has always been frugal, but this time she was particularly generous: "Boss, give me the most expensive incense and candles!"

Also in the incense and candle shop, Old Lady Huang, who was planning to buy paper money for her son and daughter-in-law who died early, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Auntie Geng, you come here every day to buy so many incense sticks. Who are you offering sacrifices to?"

Old Mrs. Huang was puzzled. Mrs. Geng already had a husband and children and was living a good life. Why did she suddenly want to buy so many incense sticks?

Aunt Geng carefully placed the wrapped incense sticks into the bamboo basket. This stuff is really expensive. Such a small package costs five hundred coins, and one stick costs one hundred coins in total!

Aunt Geng said without hesitation: "It is to be burned for the general."

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At this point, even the owner of the incense and candle shop couldn't sit still anymore. He leaned out half of his body and asked anxiously, "What happened to the general?!"

Old Lady Huang's eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Auntie Geng, your family has a close relationship with the general. Tell me the truth, did the Tartars send someone to assassinate the general?"

Seeing that her words had caused such a big misunderstanding, Aunt Geng spat several times: "Bad things don't work, good things do!"

After Aunt Geng finished a series of movements, she finally started to explain: "It's not that the general had an accident, it's because my youngest son is going to participate in this year's Enke."

Old Mrs. Huang was puzzled: "What does your son's imperial examination have to do with being appointed a general?"

Aunt Geng puffed out her chest proudly: "The Wenquxing in the sky is a good friend of the general! In last year's imperial examination, anyone who had worshipped the general was on the list!"

Wow!

The novelists passing by had gossipy gleams in their eyes.

Oh my, it’s been such a long time since I last went to Kyoto, and such a big thing has happened in Kyoto!

Interesting! Really interesting!

……

In Kyoto city, at Daishokoku-ji Temple, smoke is rising.

Many gray-haired students and their families, carrying baskets full of incense and candles, knelt down and worshipped in each temple.

In this temple, the statue of the deity holds a charity stick in his hand and has a compassionate expression.

A merchant was about to kneel down and kowtow when he heard a young man dressed as a student mumbling to himself.

"Please bless me for this time at Enko High School! Please bless me for this time at Enko High School, even if I can only get last place!"

The merchant looked at the student in confusion, then looked up at the statue, his eyes moving back and forth between the two several times. After making sure that he had not walked into the wrong temple, he gave a kind reminder.

"My dear, you went to the wrong temple and worshipped the wrong god. If you want to pass the imperial examination, you should go and worship Wenquxing!"

Who would have thought that the student would say without even looking up: "I have already worshipped Wenquxing."

The merchant blinked, wondering if he was out of date. He had never heard of having to worship a judge to take the imperial examination.

After the student was sure that he had made his wish clear to the judge, he explained it to the merchant.

"This year, there are so many people worshipping the Great General and Wen Qu Xing. I was afraid that they were too busy and couldn't hear my wishes. So I thought that the gods in heaven all know the Great General, and if I worship more, they will also mention my name more times with the Great General and Wen Qu Xing."

The merchants were shocked! How could this be possible?!

Although the merchants knew that the general had supernatural powers, they never expected that even scholars believed in her so much!

Maybe this student is a special case?

The merchant was in a daze and forgot to kneel down for a moment.

After the student left, an old woman came with a head full of silver hair and trembling.

The merchant thought she had been wronged, but the old woman opened her mouth and said, "Please tell the general and the god of literature to bless my son to pass the exam!"

The merchants are in trouble!

……

In Kyoto, at the Imperial College, all the students, under the organization of the dean, pay homage to the stone statue of the saint.

After the worship, the students swarmed to the Fuquan Teahouse, drinking tea instead of wine and talking about everything.

Everyone knows that Fuquan Teahouse is the place where news of Kyoto spreads. Many students from other places who want to become famous choose Fuquan Teahouse as their first choice!

"Brother Chen is the first in the Xiangzhou exam, he will definitely be the top scorer this time!"

"Even the Song family, a powerful family in Xiangzhou, is very optimistic about Brother Chen and has married their most precious daughter to him."

The student called Brother Chen, who was in his early twenties, was full of vigor and vitality: "Brother Yan is not bad either. The great scholar of the time, Lord Song, accepted you as his personal disciple, which shows that Brother Yan is extremely talented!"

A large group of people at the table were flattering each other and did not take the Kyoto students seriously at all.

As for the literary style of the world, Xiangzhou accounts for four points, Jiangnan accounts for three points, Kyoto accounts for one point, and the remaining two points belong to other places.

That's why Chen Shihai, the top scorer in Xiangzhou, is so confident.

They flatter each other, but they chose to target Baichuan Academy: "Brother Chen, I heard that your brother-in-law Song Zhizhou graduated from Baichuan Academy? Baichuan Academy is quite famous in Kyoto."

Chen Shihai snorted disdainfully: "I think Baichuan Academy is just a facade! My brother-in-law is just a fool, greedy for money, and has no literary manners at all."

boom!

The students of the Imperial College deliberately sat down around Chen Shihai's table, slapped the heavy "Sanwu" on the table, and pretended to be chatting, but they looked at Chen Shihai and others provocatively.

"He laughed out loud and went out, only to fall into a stinking ditch. A frog in a well dared to laugh at Kunpeng! It's really hilarious!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get angry and become sick, no one can help you. Why bother to argue with a frog in a well?"

Chen Shihai and the others saw that the students were dressed simply and mistakenly thought that they were from poor families, so they laughed and said, "Poor families are like wells. You can only see the moonlight when it is at its zenith."

The students of the Imperial College sneered. Today, they will let these students from Xiangzhou realize who is the frog in the well!

The college students looked at each other and started to cooperate.

One of them patted the "Three Fives" on the table and said in distress: "Can we do the past exam papers? Can we do the mock exam papers?"

The other person shook his head repeatedly: "I haven't had time to memorize the new annotations of Cui Sanlun by Master Cui."

"Oh, you are worthy of being Master Cui. I remember that Master Cui won three prizes in a row. Who was the second runner-up?"

"Look at your memory! It's none other than the great scholar of our time, Mr. Song!"

"Nicknamed the eternal No. 2!" The student from Imperial College who spoke slapped himself lightly on the mouth under the angry gazes of Chen Shihai and others, "Sorry, I spoke too hastily."

A group of students from the Imperial College squeezed Chen Shihai and others until they were speechless. Their faces turned red, but they could only walk away in anger.

Seeing them leave angrily, the students of the Imperial College burst into laughter.

After all, the exam was approaching, so the students of the Imperial College did not stay in the Fuquan Teahouse for long. They drank a few sips of tea, paid the bill and left.

After they left, a tea drinker asked curiously, "Hasn't the Imperial College always been at odds with Baichuan Academy? Why is it speaking for Baichuan Academy this time?"

"Maybe it's because we're both students from Kyoto?"

"I don't think so. In front of outsiders, isn't it the Imperial Academy that is the most ruthless in bullying Songshan Academy?"

Song Da took a break from his busy schedule and came to Fuquan Teahouse to take a break. Unexpectedly, he saw such a lively scene.

"Song Da, stop laughing and tell me why."

Song Da curved his eyes and didn't keep the secret: "Because the exam is coming soon! Believe it or not, every household has a portrait of the general!"

Everyone suddenly realized: "So that's it! Su Dalang is the general's biological son! The headmaster of Baichuan Academy is the general!"

It is said that the general has a good relationship with Wenquxing. It is better to believe it than not to believe it.

At this juncture, no one wants to try that one possible scenario!

"Ha Qiu! Ha Qiu!" Gu Nanxi, who was far away in Yunzhou, sneezed several times in a row.

Lu Mei looked worried: "Master, you have been sneezing for a month. The medicine that Bian Que An prescribed for you doesn't work!"

Gu Nanxi looked hopeless. This was weird. She didn't have a cold or any allergies, so why couldn't she stop sneezing? !