The examination will be held every three years, starting from the ninth day of the second month, followed by the twelfth and fifteenth day.

There are three games in total, each three days. After each exam, the candidates can come out to have a short rest and rushed to the tribute school early the next morning.

On the evening of the first exam, Lin Song could not resist the future wife's begging. He respectfully carried the flower pot and took Miss Tan to the west alley outside Gongyuan to wait for the master to pick him up.

Yan Lang has communicated with others at Fahua Temple for more than half a year, and has benefited a lot from his knowledge. He feels very relaxed when he enters the exam room to answer the exam papers. In addition, he is in good health. After the first exam, he can still walk all the way to the martial law position of the yamen runners at the entrance of the alley with a calm expression.

When he squeezed through the crowd, he saw Lin Song and the flower pot held by Lin Song. Yan Lang's eyes lit up, and his face smiled. He squeezed out of the crowd in three or two steps, stuffed the test basket into Lin Song's arms, and Yan Lang held the flower pot in his arms, "Why are you here?"

Lin Song also knew that the master was not asking him, so he obediently held the test basket and helped the master put on his thick clothes and put on his cloak.

It is still mid-March, and the snow in the capital has only been cleared for less than half a month, and the air is still chilly.

Fortunately, it has not rained these days, otherwise it would have been a little colder. However, in order to eliminate the possibility of cheating in the exam, people are not allowed to wear mezzanine clothes during the inspection at the entrance of the Gongyuan.

The rich family can also make clothes with single-layer fur. It would be great if poor children like Yan Lang can have a spliced ​​rabbit-sweated clothes to keep the cold.

Originally, Xiao Tan regretted not knowing that there were such rules in the human examination earlier. Otherwise, when Du Juan was there, he would go hunting big bears and insects with Du Juan, and so on, so that he could make warm clothes for the scholar.

Yan Lang was wearing a spliced ​​rabbit-sweat clothes. Although it looked very undecent, Yan Lang himself didn't think there was anything shameful. It was better than those who had no money to buy a fur and couldn't afford to lose it, so he could only wear a few layers of single clothes and then trembled in the exam room.

After putting on two layers, Yan Lang felt much warmer and smiled at Lin Song. At this moment, he really felt that someone was taking care of him, which was really good.

Xiao Tan was not easy to talk to, so he could only use the leaves to rub the scholar's hand holding the flowerpot while no one was paying attention.

Yan Lang knew she was worried about herself or missing herself?

Thinking of this, Yan Lang felt warm in his heart and smiled and called Lin Song to leave.

On the way, I met some people I knew, but they didn’t have the energy to talk to each other. I just smiled and nodded at each other, even if I greeted each other, no one felt that such behavior was rude.

When Yan Lang went back, he found that fish soup had been simmered on the small stove in the room. They purchased the small stove when they were in the winter at Fahua Temple. When they moved it, Lin Song brought it over and placed it in their only room. It can not only warm the room with the fire, but also make some soup for Yan Lang to nourish his body.

After eating a warm bowl of rice, Yan Lang forced a few words to Xiao Tan and fell asleep unknowingly. It was Lin Song who came over to take off his clothes and shoes.

He loosened the long hair for the master again. Then Lin Song said to Miss Tan in the flower pot and went outside to wash dishes and pack up his own things.

After washing it, Lin Song returned to the room and felt that the room was quite warm, so he moved the small stove outside the room with slightest steps.

After barely finding a leeward, Lin Song started to put the iron pot on the stove, then spooned the thin wheat flour soup, and prepared to make some thin white flour cakes, which were the dry food that the master would eat in the examination room in the next three days.

These cakes must be thin and transparent, and they must be torn apart when they go back to the tribute court to prevent anyone from making trouble in the holes of the cake.

Lin Song knelt a few eggs in the flour soup, barely as a way to nourish his body. He only hopes that the master can perform well in the exam room and strive for the title of the Golden List. Then, he, a scholar, can also be regarded as a chicken and dog who ascends to heaven.

When I finished my work on the stove, it was already midnight. Lin Song had to cook breakfast and went to the examination room again today, so naturally I couldn't make a lot of soup, so Lin Song stuffed a pot of steamed rabbit meat rice and steamed a few leftover pheasant eggs on it.

In this way, the inventory I brought from Fahua Temple was almost used up.

However, the master gave him some money in advance, and then go away and find some people who raise chickens and grow vegetables to buy some.

Lin Song was busy all night outside, and the people in the other rooms who were responsible for taking care of the candidates didn't sleep all night like Lin Song, while Xiao Tan was in the room trying to purify the demon essence attached to his inner elixir into a light golden light and carefully introduce it into the scholar's body.

It was only these three days that Xiao Tan was frowning and had a dream. After waking up from the dream, Xiao Tan realized that her mixed cultivation was a great supplement to her, for those who practiced, and for ordinary people.

Xiao Tan was very happy that he had such a use, so he waited around and finally waited for the scholar to return to the scholar, but Xiao Tan couldn't wait to try it.

Although it seemed that eating her leaves and roots would be more nourishing, Xiao Tan held her roots and thought about it again and again, and felt that it was not that level, so Xiao Tan only used his demon essence.

After rushing some demons, Xiao Tan felt that he could not get more, so he tilted the flower buds wilted and had no strength to see the scholar she had thought about for three days. He fell asleep with his two leaves holding the tender yellow flower buds, except for the flower handle.

When Yan Lang was woken up by Lin Song, he felt comfortable all over, full of energy, and his mind was unprecedentedly clear and clear.

In layman's terms, it's like eating a fairy pill.

Yan Lang only thought that he had been struggling in the exam room for three days and two nights. After coming back, he ate hot meal and slept again, so he felt relaxed.

Yan Lang looked at Xiao Tan and found that Xiao Tan was listless and still sleeping in the flower pot. I think it was because he was not here these days, so Xiao Tan was not used to it.

Lovely touched Xiao Tan's flower buds, Yan Lang gently went to the side to have breakfast around the small stove, packed up his test basket, and Yan Lang was ready to set off.

"Lin Song, thank you for your hard work. If I am not here, don't be too frugal. Make more delicious food. If Miss Tan is bored, take her out for a walk, but don't let her show up easily. Recently, the surrounding area has been intensified. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of something."

Because of the ongoing examinations in the capital, whether it is open inspections or secret inspections, Yan Lang is afraid that there will be a master Taoist priest who is specialized in guarding against evil spirits in the capital.

Although Xiao Tan had the red line on his wrist to hide the demonic energy, he had already met a Huizi Lu Kongruo before, and maybe he could meet someone who could see through Xiao Tan's true body at a glance.

Lin Song understood, and Zheng Keyou said that he understood, "Don't worry, Master, I will take good care of Miss Tan."

Lin Song didn't know how much the master cared about Miss Tan, so in the past few days, in order not to distract the master from taking the exam, Lin Song was more cautious than Yan Lang himself.

Yan Lang also knew that Lin Song was young, but he was still very mature, so he left with confidence for the time being and took a carriage with the others.

After three days, I came back, ate and slept, and woke up, and was energetic again. In that state, the guards responsible for inspecting them at the gate of the Gongyuan were quite surprised. When I was bored, I even discussed it once, saying that the scholar probably had practiced martial arts and had two skills.

In the examination room, when the inspector saw Yan Lang like a tall and straight cabbage in the pile of wilted green vegetables, he naturally couldn't help but pay more attention.

After the three exams, the candidates in the small yard were relieved and there were almost no one who could go out and jump around.

So Yan Lang, who was busy moving back to Fahua Temple the next day after the exam, seemed particularly conspicuous, and the families of other candidates who were walking into the house with medicine bowls in the small yard were paying attention.

Yan Lang didn't care. The day after the exam, he took Lin Song and Xiao Tanhui to Fahua Temple.

The Xiaoyuan Temple here is still kept for them. Everyone has to wait for the results after the exam. If they are on the gold list, they will have to prepare for the palace examination quickly.

Although some people think they have not done well in the exam, who doesn’t have any fantasies?

Therefore, even though February has passed, there are still many people in the capital. There are so many poems and essays in the noisy, Yan Lang didn't even attend it.

If you say that the person who sent him an invitation might not be very close to Yan Lang, it was just because everyone was in the same year. If anyone became rich, he could still support him in the future. He would be the idea of ​​casting a wide net and fishing more.

However, in early March, Yan Lang received an invitation for an outing, which was sent by the book boy from the second son of the Xiang Taifu family in the capital.

The second young master of Xiang from the Taifu family was one of the two people who were open-minded and willing to share their books with everyone. The other one, Yan Lang, didn't know him, and only heard that he was the young master of the Marquis' family.

Yan Lang is born well, has a gentle temperament and a little nagging. For some reason, the second young master likes him very much.

Although some people say that Yan Lang is deliberately trying to please others in private and loses his identity as a scholar, Yan Lang doesn't care about other people's gossip, and being intimate with others depends on whether it's a good match.

In this way, another young master also had a good impression of Yan Lang.

This time, the other party invited him to go out for a trip together, but Yan Lang naturally had no reason to refuse. He had asked Mr. Xiang Er, Mr. Lian, before and read many books from him. He helped Yan Lang a lot. He must thank him very much when he went there this time.

This time, when I went to Beijing to take the exam, whether I won the final or not, Yan Lang felt that he had gained a lot and had grown a lot.

Of course, for his Xiao Tan, Yan Lang still hopes that he can get high school in one go.

Because Xiao Tanye was eager to go, thinking that for the sake of the exam, Yan Lang felt so distressed that he had left Xiao Tan alone at home. After thinking about it, he simply let Lin Song follow him.

At that time, he would meet up with Mr. Xiang Er and others, and let Lin Song take Xiao Tan and take a walk nearby. After he attended the party between Mr. Xiang Er and others, he would take Xiao Tan to the night market tonight.

Recently, it happened to be the three-year examination. Before the exam, it was quiet everywhere. However, after the exam, the emperor in the palace directly canceled the ten-day city curfew, which made the capital city suddenly lively, which was even more lively than the Lantern Festival in the first lunar month.

The author has something to say: When Xiao Tan was thinking about whether to feed the scholar his roots and leaves, he suddenly thought that many years later, the scholar would be sick, and this would probably be like this—

Yan Lang: My wife always asks me to eat her. It’s terrible. She will never dare to get sick again.

ps: When storing the manuscript box, I suddenly remembered that I will update at one o'clock tonight to see how many night owls that are the same as me can come out? If there are night owls, then I will say good night to you [who chuckles]
Chapter completed!