Wen Yu stood in the queue and entered the arena, it was still very dark.

As soon as he entered the number room, the door was locked by soldiers, and there was a click, which was very crisp but not pleasant.

As the sun rose, the number room gradually brightened up.

The food was handed in by the soldiers along the doors and windows, just like being in prison.After a while, after the bowls and chopsticks were taken away, the test papers were delivered next.

It was still very cold at the end of February, and the number room at night was oppressively cold.

Every time Wen Yu wakes up, his body is bitingly cold. He picks up the wine, takes a sip, shivering, and a few waves of warmth hit his body.

Wen Yu's number room is on the inner side of the Gongyuan. Although the neighbors around are quiet and don't talk much during the day, there is no noise except for the sound of flipping through the test papers, but at night, there are repeated snoring sounds, and the quality of sleep is not good.Because of this was woken up several times.

At dawn, Wen Yu stood on the spot and moved her body.

The number room is so small that it can only accommodate one person, and there is no place for people to walk around.

The first main exam, Jing Tie and Mo Yi.

With a quick glance, Wen Yu has a fixed plan, and it is not difficult for her.

After the first round of the examination was over, another night was spent in the number room. At dawn, Wen Yu followed the command and followed the crowd out of the gate of the Gongyuan in an orderly manner.

In three more days, the second game will come as scheduled.

Try to discuss one, judge five, and one of Zhao, Gao, Biao, and internal medicine.Although the writing of the essays is not novel, it is quite satisfactory and there are no mistakes.

For another three days, try history and current affairs policies, agricultural policies, water conservancy, foreign affairs, and national defense.

The last one is based on [Jia Yi's "five baits and three forms", Ban Gu ridiculed his sparseness] as a quotation to allow candidates to discuss their views.This sentence roughly means that Jia Yi put forward the defense strategy of "three signs and five baits", advocating the use of peaceful means to disintegrate the Huns in the north, but Ban Gu ridiculed Jia Yi's countermeasures as nothing more than just talking on paper and a scholar's opinion.

Wen Yu stared at this question, frowned, thought for a long time, and finally wrote, without stopping.

In the last two exams, from time to time, irritable candidates could be heard cursing, and someone was carried out of the exam room because of fever and fainting.

There were many examinees in the previous dynasty who fell into a coma due to cold and high fever during the exam, and there were not a few who died of illness after their high fever persisted after they appeared.And this dynasty specially hung a rattle on the door and window of each number room, giving candidates the opportunity to choose whether to leave automatically.Because of this move, the Xie family's royal family has a good reputation among Confucian scholars.

The third session of the examination is over, which also means that the curtain of Chunwei has come to an end.

Lively, worried, nervous, the crowd waiting outside the door, complex expressions emerge from their faces.

Wen Yu licked her dry lips, her lips were abnormally white, but her face was flushed.

Her footsteps were a little vain, she took out the wine bottle with a few sips left, and drank it in one gulp.The continuous chill continued to attack from the back upwards.

After going back, you must lie in bed and sleep for a few days.

Thinking about it, Wen Yu was careless and almost fainted on the ground.Holding on to the wall, she touched her forehead, which was astonishingly hot.

Wen Yu shook her head a bit, the past three days were really overused.

"Little brother."

Wen Yu turned around in surprise.

But as soon as the voice fell, a thick coat was put on Wen Yu's body, covering her.

"Ginger tea is in the carriage, I'll take you back."

Wen Yu thanked him, feeling dizzy unbearably.

Song Duan invited the doctor to her home. She just caught a little cold, but it was not serious.

Watching her drink the medicine with his own eyes, Song Duan left.

Wen Yu fell into a deep sleep, and when she woke up again, it was already the next morning.The biological clock that has been cultivated for many years cannot be changed just by changing it.

Wen Yu rubbed her still bewildered head, looked out of the slightly translucent window, hesitated for a moment, and got up anyway.

I went to the yard to fetch some water, moved it to the firewood room and boiled it, and Wen Zhen washed her body.

Wiping her wet hair, Wen Yu thought of the dream she had last night.

She dreamed of her mother again.

In my memory, the woman who always likes to wear apricot-colored cloth shirts will always talk to herself quietly, with a little sadness on her brows.She would tell herself what a boy should do, how to please his father.

Forget it, it's all in the past, don't think about it anymore.

In fact, she didn't ask Song Duan to pick her up, but he did.

She pursed her lips, she couldn't return a favor, she had to come to thank her.

It's just that the thank you gift can't be too cheap, but she can't afford it if it's too expensive.

She chose a white chalcedony bookmark with red tassels, and bought several packets of pastries.

Although Song Duan often leaves Beijing, as the servant of the household department, he also lives in a large mansion.

Entering the gate is the entrance courtyard, which is the living room, and then entering the gatehouse is the outer courtyard, which is usually the residence of the guests who come to the house. After passing through a gatehouse, it is the back garden, with pavilions, gurgling water, green shade and red leaves.After another gate, it is the inner courtyard.The backyard of the kitchen on the west, the back door next to the main room on the north can lead to the courtyard, and the living room on the south can go out to the garden.

The design here is quite complicated, and Wen Yu came two or three times, but still needed someone to lead the way.

The doorman had already recognized her, and hurriedly greeted her and opened the door for her.

A handsome young man was waiting inside the door, saluted Wen Yu, took the gift from her hand, and beckoned to the young man beside him to lead her inside.

The young man was about ten years old, and he looked quite clever: "Mr. Wen Xiaolang, my lord is waiting for you in the garden."

Wen Yu nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Boy: "That's it, you just have to go a little further."

Wen Yu walked through this simple and exquisite circular door and wall hole, and came to the backyard garden, where Song Duan was feeding the fish by the pond.

She walked over: "Brother, thank you for what happened yesterday."

Song Duan didn't turn around: "Little brother, do you think the goldfish in the pond are happy? They only need to eat and drink all day long. They are happy and carefree all their lives."

Wen Yu: "I don't know."

"you do not know?"

Song Duan seemed to smile, but his voice was very calm: "I thought you would say that they won't be happy? Because being imprisoned in such a small place is not as comfortable as Dachuan Dahe. After all, you don't look like the kind who is willing to beTrapped people."

She was taken aback when she heard the words: "Brother, I am a human being, not a fish. Besides, I am not a fish, so I know the joy of a fish."

He sprinkled all the fish feed on the water, patted the remaining residue on his hands, turned around and looked at her with a smile, and chatted about other topics.

"Junior Brother, the way you left the Gongyuan yesterday was really pitiful. Fortunately, I happened to have free time that day. But you seem to pay too much attention to etiquette, so I am so sure that you will come to my residence today.superior."

Wen Yu is not good at words: "Etiquette cannot be discarded."

Song Duan turned and said, "What do you think of Chun Wei this time? How did you do in the exam?"

Only then did Wen Yu know how to reply, with both hands naturally hanging by her sides: "I think I performed fairly normally, and I shouldn't fail the ranking."

Song Duan asked her to silently write the answers she wrote a few days ago.

Wen Yu quietly glanced at him with suspicious eyes, but when he saw it, Song Duan knocked her on the head.

"Why, do you think I'm not qualified? I'm also the second-class biography of Zhengxi in the seventh year. Do yourself a favor. And this is what my teacher wants to see. I'm just passing it on for him."

It turned out to be old Wu Ge, and Wen Yu was sure, with Song Duan's temperament, how could he not think about making trouble for himself.

"Then thank Master Uncle for me, I will visit his old man's house later."

Song Duan led her to the study, "you write here."

After she finished speaking, she went out without looking back, and before she could dip her pen into ink, she came back again.

"I'll call you at lunch time, don't be in a hurry."

Wen Yu stared at the closed wooden door of the study, thoughtful, senior brother Song Duan was a little strange today, but it had nothing to do with her.Rolling up her sleeves, she lightly dipped the ink that had been ground, and wrote on the fine rice paper.

After leaving the study, Song Duan walked back to his own room, and the figure seemed impatient.

"Da Ming, where is the gift Wen Yu gave me?"

Daming was the young man just now. He bowed to Song Duan and said respectfully, "Master, just put it on the tea table. It is what it was when it came here, it is what it is now."

Song Duan opened the wooden box quite carefully, and inside there was a jade bookmark inlaid with silver thread, embossed with pine and bamboo, which was really elegant.

There was no trace of joy at the tip of his brows, the corner of his mouth was filled with a smile, and he suddenly stiffened, and suddenly he laughed again, and then laughed, the hand holding the bookmark tightened even more.

Songzhu, the younger brother thinks of him as a gentleman, but unfortunately he is not.

This half-smile expression made Daming's heart beat a little faster, hiss, his master thought of something again.

This master has a gentle appearance on the outside, but anyone who has dealt with him knows that he is cruel and will take revenge.

The holy treasury is empty and needs silver to fill the treasury. No one in the aristocratic family is willing to pay, and they shirk it in every possible way, but after Song Duan went to those people's homes, everyone obediently handed in the money.The first one sounds nicer than the other one, and it's completely different from the original self-contained and proud look.

Not to mention that the last time Song Duan heard that his junior brother was injured when he returned to Beijing, he just smiled, but the three hooligans in the west district were never seen again the next day.

This is a volatile master who can pamper people to heaven when he is happy, and thank him for not torturing you when he is unhappy.

Song Duan played with the bookmark, rubbing the pine and bamboo on it with his thumb.

In the study room, Wen Yu, who was writing hard, didn't know at all, she just picked it at random, and a gift that she thought was pretty good in her eyes could be guessed like this.

Wen Yu finished silently writing the last policy theory, and the corner of her mouth curled up happily.

If you can compare it, you will find that this is exactly the same as the article she wrote in the exam, word for word.

The author has something to say:

Song Duan, a brain tonic emperor with too many eyes.

About to step into the court hall, the hands trembling with excitement, ah ah ah ah.