[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

I wipe——

Holding his breath, Bao Cong read the exam questions over and over word for word several times, and then took a breath.

The first test was eight-legged essay and poetry.

The eight-legged essay proposition is a sentence or a few sentences or a few chapters in the "Four Books" and "Five Classics" as the title, so that candidates can break the title and write the eight-legged essay.

In order to increase the difficulty of the test questions and not to repeat the previous questions, the test questions are often the kind of truncated questions that cannot be answered with a few sentences.

Choose a few sentences from hundreds of thousands of words, hundreds of millions of sentence combinations, how could he dream of every single word?

Even the title of the poem is the same as in the dream.

Bao Cong didn't believe it, it was just a coincidence.

But the exam questions were dreamed up by him, and not leaked to him by others, so it should not be a trap specially designed by someone.

Could that dream be a prophetic dream?

When did he have the ability to predict the future, and he didn't even know it?

But before, there were obviously many things that were different from the dream.

For example, Lin Daiyu married from another courtyard, for example, he went to Jia She to make a fuss, and was punished by Jia Zheng's family law.

There are similarities and differences, why?

After thinking for a long time, Bao Cong could only let out a long breath and temporarily put aside these questions.

Although it wasn't cheating, he was always a little guilty for no reason, because "pie" has never been so easy to get.

He wiped his forehead, under the illusion that his forehead was cool, and he didn't sweat at all.

It's him who is too nervous...

The soldier standing guard next to him glanced at Bao Cong contemptuously, and said in his heart: Another kid from a rich family who has no real materials, he was so frightened after reading the first test questions!

Bao Cong didn't notice the soldier's contemptuous eyes, he just stood up and loosened his muscles and bones so that his back and wrists would not be so stiff.

After all, this is an imperial examination that he is determined to win.

To prepare for this exam, he had almost read all the four books and five classics. Of course, he couldn't deliberately fail the exam because of that inexplicable dream or to show his "innocence".

All in all, for better or for worse, he has to get the "pie" done first.

After relaxing himself, Bao Cong poured a little water into the inkstone, began to grind the ink, and solved the problem in his head.

When the ink is almost polished, the idea has been roughly completed.

And thanks to that dream.

Because he dreamed about the question, Bao Cong cared a little bit, so he studied the question a little more and prepared a little bit more, but he didn't expect it to be really used now.

Concentrating on his pen, he first wrote the entire stereotyped essay neatly on the draft paper, and then revised and polished it a few times, and he was very satisfied after reading it.

Putting down the pen, it was already evening.

He was not in a hurry to copy the article on the answer sheet, but put away the draft paper and started cooking porridge and snacks on the small stove.

Because it was the first day of the exam, and Bao Cong's seat was far away from the toilet, so he had a good meal without lighting a candle, stared at the starry sky for a while, and was ready to rest.

Everything is good, except sleep is a bit suffocated.

Originally, the cubicle was small, so he could only sleep on his side with his legs curled up, but the injury on his back was not completely healed, and when he turned over, he felt itchy and slightly painful.He could only make himself as stiff as possible not to move, so as not to feel more uncomfortable.

When I woke up the next day, my whole body seemed to be frozen and melted. My hands, feet, back, and neck were all stiff, my spirits were listless, and my mind was in a daze.

Bao Cong had already expected this situation.

Fortunately again, he had already finished writing the stereotyped essay yesterday, and today he only needs to copy it and write a poem.

After washing up, having breakfast, and going for a walk around the toilet, he spent some time stretching his muscles, and immediately returned to answering the questions.

Although there is still a lot of time, the exam room will become more and more stinky, his back will become more and more uncomfortable, and it will become more and more difficult to concentrate.There are too many influencing factors, so it is better to finish writing early and feel at ease.

After writing the eight-legged essay, the next step is to write poetry.

The title of the poem is "Yellow flowers are like scattered gold". When it comes to yellow flowers, almost everyone will think of chrysanthemums, and then they will compose poems from the perspective of autumn.If it wasn't for that dream, Bao Cong would feel the same way.

But now he knows that the examiner came up with this test question from the poem "The green stripes are always green, and the yellow flowers are like scattered gold." This is a poem about spring scenery, so the yellow flowers do not refer to chrysanthemums, but rape flowers.

Therefore, poetry should also start with "spring".

This time, the tangible benefits of that dream were revealed.At least it can be guaranteed that he reviewed the questions correctly, answered the questions without bias, and had some advantages over others.

After spending a whole day revising and revising dozens of times, Bao Cong successfully completed a poem ode to spring.It is all a blessing that several sisters in Toja's mansion love to write poems, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

By the morning of the third day, the entire examination room was full of that unbearable stench. Not to mention writing and eating, even wandering and thinking, keeping calm was also very hard.

Bao Cong didn't eat breakfast or lunch, just sat with his eyes closed and rested his mind, planning how to prepare for the next two games after returning home.

After all, he has already received half of the pie, and even if he has to pay the price later, he has to chew the pie first.

Clank clang clang——the first scientific expedition has finally come to an end.

Holding his breath, Bao Cong watched as his answers were put away by the examiner, his name was pasted up on the spot, and a bunch of candidates' papers were sealed in a thick wooden box.

"Open the door—" The soldiers at the entrance of the examination room opened the door slowly with a loud voice.

Bao Cong walked out of the examination room quickly, carrying his belongings, and immediately saw Jia Lian and Bao Yu who came to pick him up.

"Why do you look so sloppy? Is it difficult to endure in the examination room?" Baoyu had never experienced this kind of examination, so he was very curious.

Bao Cong said unhappily: "It's hell! When you take the scientific examination in the future, you'd better pass it once, so you don't have to go through this hell again and again."

Baoyu laughed a few times, and said happily, "Is your nose stuffed? Why are you talking so loudly?"

Bao Cong shook his head weakly, and was about to tell Bao Yu about the unbearable smell in the examination room, when Jia Lian urged him: "Go back first, if you have something to say, wait until you get back to rest and then talk slowly."

He still has to go to Second Sister You's place. If he delays any longer, it will be dark and there will be no time!

Although Wang Xifeng is beautiful, she has always been aggressive, has a bad temper, and is a jealous woman.Jia Lian still prefers a beautiful and gentle girl like Second Sister You.

And there is Third Sister You, who said she couldn't do it to Liu Xianglian, but she wanted to become a monk and become a sister-in-law!

Such a stunning beauty can't be wasted in vain, he has to untie it, let her figure it out better!

What if one day she figured it out and was willing to marry again?

It doesn't matter if you don't get married, people like Third Sister You are also flirtatious, it would be better if you are willing to deal with several men...

Jia Lian swayed on the horse, laughing and planning, his abacus crackling.

In Jia's mansion, Lin Daiyu had been waiting anxiously. Seeing that Bao Cong came back, although he was a bit sloppy, but in good spirits, she felt relieved.

After taking a bath, Bao Cong lay down on the bed after eating and drinking. By the way, he patted the empty space beside him with a smile, and waved to Lin Daiyu: "Shall we take a nap together?"

Lin Daiyu lowered her head and smiled, and said cheerfully, "What afternoon nap? It's almost night."

Bao Cong: "Then go to bed late." And coquettishly: "You don't know, the smell in the examination room is so bad. I suspect that there is something wrong with my nose, and all I smell is that smell. Come here Lying next to me, I will smell the fragrance of your body more, maybe my nose will be fine later."

Lin Daiyu knew that he just didn't slow down all of a sudden, but seeing his pitiful appearance, her heart softened, so she stepped forward and said, "Just stay with you for a while." Where does the scent come from?"

Bao Cong was so happy now, he sniffed her hair from the strands of her hair like a puppy, and sighed: "It really smells good to you...scent, fragrance, fragrance..."

Lin Daiyu: "..."

Just smell it, why are you still rubbing against it?

Jia Lian went to Second Sister You's place and had a great time, and didn't return to Rongguo Mansion until dark.

Little did they know, Wang Xifeng was already itching with anger!

There are rumors everywhere in the mansion that Jia Lian raised a bitch outside, but she didn't know until now!

Although Wang Xifeng was so angry that she wanted to rush out and tear up the shameless bitch, but Ping'er persuaded her.For the first time in her life she calmed down.

Ping'er was right, she had no son, and Jia's mother doted on her children and grandchildren.

Jia Amnesty made such a fuss because of a woman, and Jia's mother didn't do anything to him, let alone Jia Lian just married a concubine?

If that concubine was lucky enough to have a son, Mother Jia might take the initiative to invite someone into Jia's mansion to make a good offering!

Even if she quarreled and made a lot of noise, nothing good would be gained in the end.

Wang Xifeng served Jia Lian to eat while smiling, and pretended to be angry about other things, coaxing Jia Lian to promise and pay for the money.

But secretly planning in his heart, how can he get rid of the little bitch outside as soon as possible without losing face and interests.

Jia Lian enjoys the blessings of Qi people, but Wang Xifeng has grievances in his heart and can't show it in front of others, so he can only beat and scold Ping'er to vent.

But she also wants to save face, so Ping'er's wounds are all in places invisible to the naked eye, and it hurts terribly with just a light touch.

With injuries on his body, he can't do things quickly, and he will inevitably be scolded if he makes a mistake, and he has to guard against Jia Lian's salty hands.

Every time Jia Lian wanted to make out with Ping'er, Ping'er either hid himself from the crowd, or looked pained and reluctant, which made him upset, and made him think of Second Sister You more and more.

As a result, Ping'er became an eyesore in front of Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian, and was disliked by both left and right.

What can be done?She is just a girl, she can only bear what the master does to her, even if she wants to cry or feel uncomfortable, she has to hide it behind her back and secretly.

After finally finding a small gap, Ping'er hid in the corner of the yard, beating her chest in pain, when she heard a little girl calling her softly from behind: "Sister Ping'er, what are you doing sitting here?"

Ping'er was depressed, she hadn't shed two tears yet, how could this little girl be so sharp-eyed and see her?

She quickly wiped away her tears, pretending to be rubbing her feet, and said, "I just sprained my feet, I'm going to rub my feet!" Then she asked the little girl, "This remote corner, why did you come here? Can't you be lazy?"

The little girl hurriedly said: "How dare you hide? I only came here to find you." Then she asked: "Is the ankle twisted seriously?"

Ping'er shook his head and stood up, "It's not serious, there's nothing wrong with it."

As she said that, she was about to go outside, but the little girl grabbed Ping'er, smiled and gave her a small brocade box, and said: "Brother Chen Ping gave you this."

Just know it is!

"I don't want it, you give it back to him! Tell him not to send me anything in the future!" Ping'er was annoyed, lowered his voice, and wanted to put the brocade box back to the little girl.

But that girl was slick, she had already walked seven or eight steps away, she turned her head and smiled at Ping'er, and said: "Sister Ping'er, don't bother, you will be seen later."

The little girl slipped away, leaving Ping'er alone, holding the little brocade box, embarrassed.

The things Chen Ping gave her almost couldn't fit in her cage.I can't return it, I can't throw it away, and some things are still moldy after being piled up, what should I do?

Sighing, Ping'er opened the small brocade box, inside lay a few bottles of wound medicine, which were just for her...

Wang Xifeng beat her to avoid people. For Wang Xifeng's face, she never went to see a doctor. How did he know?

Ping'er looked around for a while, but there was no one around, and no one was staring at her.But she always felt that there was a line of sight glued to her body...it was really tiresome...uncomfortable.

Sighing again, she finally took the wound medicine out of the brocade box.

It will be broken if piled up, but I still use it...