[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

They returned to the Imperial College.

The room was still noisy, everyone was holding a book, shaking their heads and muttering something.

When Jia Amnesty entered the house, he had to pass by Cai Liang.

Cai Liang hated him for not giving him face today, and was afraid that he would really make things worse, so he just gouged him out hard to show that he was not afraid of him.

Jia Amnesty didn't even want to talk to him. He felt ashamed of such kind of kindergarten tricks.

His attitude, in Cai Liang's eyes, was humiliating him.

in the afternoon.

The Guozijian followed the rules, and in the afternoon after the exam, the master left homework for everyone to study by themselves.

Han Yi arranged a topic for them to write in it by themselves.

And Han Yi went back to the dormitory to check the papers from this morning.

After consulting several papers, Han Yi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He couldn't help being so angry. There were more than 30 people in the outer house, and the first thing he looked up was the one with the highest ranking in the outer house. As a result, very few of the three problems could be solved, let alone all three problems could be written.

Even if it is barely written, it is unbearable to read.

Han Yi was so angry that he put down the Zhubi with a slap, put his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in the room to calm down.

"I don't believe that none of them can solve the problem!" Han Yi rummaged through the papers, found Cai Liang's paper, and pulled it out.

He first read the paper, the handwriting was neat and decent, and the paper was clean and flawless. Han Yi nodded in satisfaction. In the rural examination, dirty papers would be disqualified from the exam. Cai Liang was able to pay attention to this, which made him very pleased.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze. Starting from the first question, his brows gradually relaxed, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he picked up the vermilion pen, and kept nodding while marking.

Sunset West Mountain.

All the people in the Guozijian dispersed, some returned home, and some returned to the house.

When Jia Amnesty returned to Rongguo Mansion, it was already the hour of the rooster.

Candles were lit, and the Rongguo Mansion under the night was brightly illuminated. When he entered the Rongqing Hall, Jia Shishi and Jia Zheng were talking happily. As soon as he stepped in, the laughter stopped .

"Greetings to mother." Jia She saluted disapprovingly.

Jia Shishi waved his hand lightly, his expression showing indifference.

Jia Zheng greeted Jia Amnesty with a smile, "How is brother studying at the Imperial College today?"

"Not bad." Jia She said lazily with lowered eyelids.

"Really? That's good." Jia Zheng didn't believe that Jia She had really gone to the Imperial College. Even if he went, he was just muddle-headed and muddle-headed. At this time, he looked at Jia She with a clear look and a smile. , as if to express that he knew Jia Amnesty's secret.

Jia She took the tea brought by the maid, and didn't bother to pay attention to Jia She. He sorted things out in his mind. To do the rice paper business, first of all, he had to find someone who knew how to help him. But that would be too troublesome. After all, if this is the case, he will have to find some other people to train them how to make paper, but it will be even more difficult if he wants to find experienced hands directly. Take technology.Just thinking about it makes Jia She's head hurt.

"Ma'am, the master said that if you don't come back for dinner tonight, I will let you and the uncle and second master have dinner first." Butler Lai came back and said with a bow.

Jia Shishi hummed and ordered the servant girl to prepare the meal.

After a meal, everyone ate without talking or sleeping, not even the sound of spoons and bowls colliding.

From time to time, Jia Shi asked the servant girl to put Jia Zheng's favorite food into his bowl. The mother and son were warm and harmonious, which made Jia She look like an outsider.

If it is the original body, nine times out of ten it will be unpleasant to eat.

But Jia She was only thinking about the rice paper, and didn't pay attention to the other two people at the meal.

When he finished his meal, seeing that Jia Shishi didn't want to stay with him, he also went back.

The night was getting darker.

Inside the Imperial College, Han Yi stretched himself. He got up from his seat and stood beside the opened window with a cup of thickly brewed tea in his hand. After blowing the cold wind for a while, he went back to check the papers.

The wax tears dripped and dripped, and the candle flame exploded and exploded.

The wind blew the candlelight into a swaying posture. Under the candlelight, Han Yi suddenly showed joy on his face, and he clapped his hands with great joy and praised: "This question is well solved!"

Han Yi thought that Cai Liang's solution to the problem was good enough, but he didn't expect that there would be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the outer dormitory of the Imperial College, and there was another person who could solve the "Zi Yue", and it was just right, which made people can't help but admire!

He couldn't wait to look down, and the second question: "Don't follow the rules" is also so broken that it makes people look sideways.

The more Han Yi looked at it, the happier he was, and the more he liked it, he read the answer once, with a smile on his face unconsciously.

When he saw the third question, the smile on Han Yi's face could not be stopped. He laughed loudly, "These three questions are solved well!"

Finally, there is one who can solve the three questions just right, and the level is comparable to Shangshe!

Han Yizhi was full of complacency, Mr. Chen in Shangshe was always bragging about his students in front of him. Tomorrow, he asked Mr. Chen to have a look.

Thinking of this, Han Yi turned his attention to the name. After seeing the name clearly, the smile on his face froze.

Jia—Jia Amnesty? !