This conversation under the roof in the rain is over.

Song Duan glanced at the still gloomy sky, pondered for a moment, and finally said: "I know that you are more cautious in your words and deeds on weekdays, and you never boast or talk, but today I know that you have a heart in your chest, and I despise you."

Wen Yu was a little surprised, this was the first time she heard Song Duan praise herself so bluntly, and it seemed that something was different from the original one.

She lowered her eyelids, cupped her fists and bowed: "Senior brother, you are absurd."

The rain was pattering outside the window, Song Duan wanted to rub Wen Yu's head, but his hand in the air froze, he hesitated for a moment and then put it down, and finally said with a smile: "But junior brother, do you know that when you talk about the imperial power and the royal family?In the tone, there is some contempt and carelessness that you have never noticed. The world is so big, could it be the king's land, every wall has ears, so be cautious in your words and deeds."

Song Duan said these words in a very quiet voice, but it hit Wen Yu's heart heavily, a little startled.

She had also been vaguely mentioned a few times when she first came to Lu Yigui's school.After that, she was even more cautious in her words and deeds in front of teachers who were loyal to the monarch and patriotism, and never revealed any disrespect.

She thought she was doing well enough on the surface now, but she didn't expect Song Duan to be so sharp, it was just a conversation.

Wen Yu lowered her head, a few strands of hair covered her expression.

After a moment of silence, Wen Yu finally spoke up: "Thank you brother for reminding me, I will remember it."

Song Duan's hand skipped over her head and finally landed on her shoulder, and patted her two or three times.

"Just remember, it's not a lie that comes from your mouth."

An apricot flower in the yard fell to the ground under the rain.

Song Duan stood up and stroked the cloth that was stuck to his body because of the rain.

"Junior brother, let's say goodbye today."

Wen Yu glanced out the window, it was raining heavily.

"It's better to wait for the rain to—"

Song Duan said with a light smile: "No."

He picked up the umbrella and walked into the rain, and he could still vaguely hear his voice: "From now on, I will be a colleague, junior brother."

It took a long time before Wen Yu looked away, was she too careless?

For a person who has traveled from modern society, even though she has lived in feudal society for nearly twenty years, it is almost impossible for her to have a so-called sense of awe for this decadent feudal dynasty.

She gave a dry laugh, but there was no expression on her face.

The rain beat the moss.

When the sun slanted westward, the rain gradually stopped.

Wen Yu went to the pastry shop outside to buy a pack of milk tea cheese, the puff pastry has a glutinous heart, it smells sweet, and it doesn't taste greasy.

"Brother, but Wen Zhen?"

Wen Yu looked towards the direction of the sound of an unfamiliar voice. It was a young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist and a wheat complexion. He was quite muscular.It inevitably made this person's face a little fierce.

But she had never seen it, nor did she know it.

Wen Yu was puzzled, but she also bowed in return.

"Excuse me?"

"My next Yu Xiuyue is also a candidate for this year."

Will try the third, how does he know himself, I have never met him.

Wen Yu: "I have admired your name for a long time, so I don't know what's important for Brother Yu?"

Yu Xiuyue pointed to the Dingji pastry shop behind Wen Yu: "I heard that the dim sum here is delicious. I'm in a good mood today, so I thought of coming here to satisfy my appetite. Unexpectedly, Brother Wen also likes this sweet food."

His voice was a little naive, but not as fierce as it appeared on the surface.

"Then I won't bother you any more, goodbye."

Yu Xiuyue: "Brother Wen, see you later."

If he hadn't seen the word "瑎" on the black jade pendant, Yu Xiuyue would have thought that the person who wrote such an article would be a frontier man like himself, but he didn't expect such a clear and meaningful character to be raised in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wen Yu didn't know what Yu Xiuyue was thinking.

According to her original plan, after buying pastries, she went to a restaurant facing the street to drink a bowl of tofu and seaweed soup, and walked home contentedly.

The small courtyard where Wen Yu lives is close to a food street on North Street, and this road is the easiest to walk, so whenever she passes by, she always buys some.

Although it rained all day, the vendors who came out to set up stalls were still as usual.

Wen Yu's reputation of being able to try nineteen also naturally spread to the ears of vendors in the streets and alleys.

At the corner of the street is Granny Cui, who sells sesame seed cakes.She has a warm personality, warm and talkative, delicious and inexpensive, many people like to come to her to buy cakes.

Seeing Wen Yu from afar, Grandma Cui's face brightened, and she waved quickly: "Brother Wen, come to Grandma! Come quickly!"

Wen Zhen: "Grandma Cui, you have something to do with me."

Grandma Cui's eyes were full of admiration: "Brother Wen, Grandma, I know you are a smart kid, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

Wen Yu's face was a little flushed by the old man's sincere praise: "Grandma, you are too praised. I am not as powerful as you are."

Granny Cui filled ten flasks with oiled paper and stuffed them into Wen Yu's arms.

"Brother Wen is too self-effacing. I've been buying biscuits near here for almost ten years. It's not like I haven't seen students who have been admitted to Jinshi, but none of them are as young as you. My biscuits don't cost any money today, grandmaI am happy."

Wen Yu couldn't refuse at all, and wanted to put the money in the shop, but she was chased by Granny Cui behind her, and stuffed it into her arms.

Wen Yu was a little dumbfounded, and planned to give her the money again tomorrow.

The vendors on the street also enthusiastically surrounded them, imitating Granny Cui's behavior. When she left the street, her arms and arms were already covered with things.

Looking at her leaving back, the sound of conversations echoed in the alley.

"Wen Yu is only nineteen, so her future is limitless!"

"I don't know if I'm married, if I can climb up—"

"I don't even look at your family's crooked melons and jujubes. Based on Wen's appearance, maybe the princess will be honored by then!"

"I'm so envious!"

At this time, the man selling fried chestnuts not far from Grandma Cui muttered, his voice was not loud, nor could it be said to be small: "I really know how to build relationships, I really thought that Wen Yu could remember it because of a few cheap biscuits,Tut tut."

The surrounding vendors ignored him, each talking their own words.

Suddenly, someone spat at him, and he took a closer look, and it was my wife who was busy frying chicken head rice (Gorgon seed) just now.

"Who are you talking about? You, you can't hold back your face and still have the face to criticize others. Then Wen Yu will be an official in the future, and she doesn't want to be a person who forgets her roots. Spending a few worthless meals can impress others.Sometimes you can climb a little bit with a little relationship, useless guy."

"You, you, I don't have the same knowledge as women."

"Liu Dashun, I still regret marrying such a worthless person like you."

The people around are used to it, the two couples have to quarrel for a while every day, Liu's daughter-in-law is also surnamed Liu, named Liu Fubi, she has a hot temper, even her own mother-in-law can't control her, let alone Liu Dashun who has always been a wimp.

Wen Yu's body and hands were full of things, and it was quite difficult to walk.

Fortunately, it's not hot yet, otherwise such a pile of things would have to be destroyed in two days.

Usually these street vendors were enthusiastic, but today they were too fierce, and Wen Yu couldn't stand it at all.

In the Qi Dynasty, scholars, Juren, Jinshi, every time they rose to a higher level, they were a different class. It is not surprising that these people's behavior.

Just thinking about the troublesome matter of having to pay back the money one by one tomorrow gave Wen Yu some headaches, and if he had known about it, he would have gone a long way and crossed another street.

Early the next morning, after Wen Yu had eaten, there was a knock on the door.

It was a servant sent by the imperial court to inform her to take the re-examination on March 20.

The re-examination is before the palace examination. This is to survey the knowledge of the candidates. Only after passing the palace examination can they participate in the palace examination.

Four days later, in the Palace of Preserving Harmony, the stern-faced Minister of Rites in purple official robes presented the questions in court.

After the inspection, the examinees cannot rest, and must immediately learn the etiquette norms on the day of the palace examination: greet and salute, kneel and kowtow, and get up to answer.Every word and deed is exquisite, cumbersome and trivial.

Of course, in addition to these, another function of this re-examination is to observe the appearance of the candidates.

In a certain elective course in the university in the previous life, a male teacher who was only 40 years old, not only bald but also had an obvious black birthmark on his face, mentioned this topic, and joked very humorously that he was fortunately born under the red flag, otherwiseIn ancient times, he would be too miserable.

The classroom atmosphere at that time was extremely cheerful, and almost everyone was laughing. Although Wen Yu couldn't remember his appearance clearly now, whenever he thought of this incident, he couldn't help but smile.

But the real screening is not yet now. Although candidates from all over the country have traveled thousands of miles to pass the imperial examinations, this does not mean that they will definitely be awarded officials.Officials must be selected by the Ministry of Officials after the palace examination. Only those who pass this pass can obtain official positions and take office.

The selection system of the Qi Dynasty was similar to that of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the requirements for candidates' appearance were strict.

The main criteria for the selection of officials by the Ministry of Officials are the items of "body, speech and written judgment", which means that body and appearance rank first in the selection qualifications for officials.In the eyes of the imperial court, officials are the face of the imperial court, and even more represent the majesty of the imperial court, tall, short, fat and ugly will affect the career of candidates.Unless the candidate is talented and all abilities are top-notch and unsurpassed, of course there are exceptions.

On March 28th, the palace test.

The steps of the Hall of Preserving Harmony are very high, and the tributes entered in an orderly manner under the leadership of eunuchs.

The first fifty are inside the hall, and the rest are outside the hall.The light in the Palace of Preserving Harmony is not good, so it seems impossible to tell who is more honored.

After everyone stood at their test seats, after about three incense sticks, the test papers were distributed.When the bell rang, it was time to start writing.

Half an hour later, the emperor came to the Palace of Preserving Harmony, followed by a group of officials.He was half a head taller than the people behind him, his face was youthful but not at all green, his eyes were deep, and he was not angry and pretentious, no one dared to look at him.

Xie Yu waved his hand, and the people behind him dispersed.

He glanced at the examinee, his eyes stopped suddenly when he came to Wen Yu, and he wondered why he looked familiar.

Xie Yu got a little interested, walked behind Wen Yu, lowered his eyelids to look at her curly face, and finally, his expression showed some appreciation.

He wrote down the name on the test paper: Wen Yu?Maybe it's a talent.

The author has something to say:

In the ancient imperial examinations, knowledge was hot, and being an official was based on face.

When checked the information, found that because of the Tang Dynasty's wonderful official selection system, if we rank the various dynasties, the average appearance of Tang civil servants is among the best.