Five days later.

In Hongwenguan, all the students of the Imperial College were disrupted and sat down in the order on the list.

When Zhu Feng was called, he looked back at Zhao Qing, his eyes full of disbelief. Why should he sit like this? He and Silang, Wu Guang and Lao Zhu had already discussed it. When the exam was later, Si

People surround Zhao Qing in the shape of "stars surround the moon", and it will be easy to "communicate" at that time. But now there is such a mess, what should they do?

Zhao Qing felt relieved. He felt that it was inappropriate when they discussed it before. With Chu Siye's eye, he would definitely not be unable to see their idea. If he was caught, it would be over. Now, this would be fine.

It directly eliminated their thoughts.

After sitting down, Chu Ci waved his hand and the servants carried two baskets of test papers, which were thick and thick, lined up like tofu blocks.

Chu Ci stood up at the right time and took a sample paper to answer questions and answer questions to the students. It turned out that the test paper was divided into A and B. The two sets of test papers were of equal difficulty, and the scores were uniformly calculated at that time. The test papers were calculated according to the percentage system, and each question was

There are corresponding scores afterwards, and the questions are divided into four parts: fill-in-the-blanks, selection, short answers and discussion. The things that test range from the Three Character Classic to the Four Books and Five Classics to the Nine Chapters of Arithmetic, which covers everything they should master at this stage.

After hearing Chu Ci's words, the students immediately had different expressions on their faces. Some were eager to try, some were quite bored, some were uneasy, and some were simply sad.

The test papers with ink fragrance were sent to everyone's table one by one. The sharp-eyed man discovered that as Chu Siye said, he was different from the test papers in front and back seats. The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and the sharp-eyed man was

Zhu Feng simply stopped cheating and looked at the question carefully. I hope the flowing red flag on him can bless him with a good grade.

This set of test papers was published by Chu Ci since he learned that he was going to a branch. He discussed it with Kou Jing for a long time and asked Xu Qiaonan to brush the questions for a long time before he decided to determine the difficulty. Poor Xu Qiaonan, because he only took three days to brush it.

After hundreds of difficult questions, I have successfully developed "exam syndrome". As soon as I smell the smell of ink, I feel almost sick.

In order to share the burden with someone next time, Xu Qiaonan decided that he must give up the illiterate Qin Zhao's knowledge, and he cannot bear this kind of suffering alone!

Chu Ci and four masters invigilate the exam together. He is a person who can't sit still. He is the kind of teacher that students hate the most. He likes to stand behind the students without knowing each other and stare at other people's test papers quietly.

. Unlike other male teachers, they can always wait for an exam in one posture with one newspaper.

The other four masters also followed suit, frowned and kept walking in the field, not like the Master, but like the prison head. The students sitting below were sitting on pins and needles, and they had to look at the above as they were taking the exam.

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When the incense in front of Hongwenguan burned out, the sound of the rolling sounded, everyone felt relieved. One was nervous and the other was hot.

Because of the special status of the Imperial College, after July, the court would send several trucks of ice to the court every day. However, the exam time was too long, and all the ice in the Hongwen Pavilion had melted, and more than 300 people gathered here.

The place suddenly became hot as if it was fished out from the water.

Chu Ci was naturally also hot, but due to his face, he could not wave his sleeves and fan the wind like others, so he could only endure it.

After he packed the papers and returned to his residence, he looked at no one around and immediately took off his clothes, wore a midi and carried a big palm fan to fan himself. Sometimes he really admired the modern ones

Girls, in such hot weather, Isn't it hot? If it weren't for this in ancient times, Chu Ci really wanted to shave his buzz head. He lifted the hair that was stuck to the back of his neck and held it in his hand

The fan slapped back a few times.

"Huai Jin?" Kou Jing heard that Chu Ci was back, but no one saw him, so he came over and knocked on the door.

When Chu Ci heard his voice, he didn't think much about it. He went over and pulled the door. When he saw Kou Jing's surprise, he realized that he blushed and closed the door with force.

Kou Jing laughed and waited for Chu Ci to take care of him, while recalling Chu Ci's appearance when the door was just opened. He was wearing only a snow-white shirt, his face was flushed, his temples and neck were covered with fine sweat, and his hair was shining.

It stuck to the cheeks and back of the neck in a mess, looking a little...unspeakable.

As he thought about it, Kou Jing also felt that his face was a little hot.

"Brother, I'm just now, please don't be surprised." Chu Ci was helpless. Although his clothes were covered with tight clothes, in the eyes of conservative ancient people, he only wore modern clothes with modern people.

Like people who go out with underwear, it is really a disgrace.

"How could I? But why are you..." Kou Jing wanted to speak but stopped. If there weren't anyone else in his room, he would have felt that he had just disturbed Chu Ci.

"It's so hot this day." Chu Ci said with a bitter face. He thought June was hot enough, but as soon as he stepped into July, he knew what the hot summer season was. The weather in this capital was really weird, early in the morning

There is still a hint of coolness at night, but as soon as the sun comes out, it will be too hot.

Logically speaking, the modern heat island effect is more serious, but people like Chu Ci who stay in air-conditioned rooms all day long have no deep understanding of this. Even during social practice activities, they all go to major shopping malls.

Supermarket conducted research.

"Didn't the court distribute ice cubes every day? Is your portion taken away?" This has not happened before.

"Not this. Although the ice is available every day, it melts until noon." Chu Ci is in full swing now, so where can anyone dare to intercept his ice?

"In this way, I told Manager He to send a truck of ice here every afternoon, which should make you feel more comfortable." Kou Jing said, and was about to go out.

Chu Ci grabbed him and said, "Hey, don't! It's just that the invigilator is too hot today. The windows on all sides of the Su Siye Hall are open, and it's not that hot."

Last time he treated him, Kou Jing paid the bill. He wanted to return the money to Kou Jing several times, but he changed the topic. How can he get a truck of ice every day now? In ancient times, ice storage methods were all based on ice cellars to store ice in winter, and summer

Take it out again every day. Even if the Kou family has an ice cellar, how many days can it be used?

"Did you forget? I'm also sitting in the Siye Hall. Just think that the ice they transported over was for me." There are houses on both sides of the Siye Hall, and even if the windows are open, there is no wind coming in.

"This..." Chu Ci wanted to refuse, but was afraid that it would hurt Kou Jing too directly. After thinking about it, he suddenly recalled that he had read a method of using saltpeter to make ice in the novel, so he brought it up.

Kou Jing said: "Huaijin is really knowledgeable and talented. You even know the method of making ice in saltpeter."

"Do you know? Could it be that the ice in your house is made of saltpeter?" Chu Ci was shocked.

Kou Jing shook his head: "Saltpeter is a matter controlled by the imperial court. How can others buy and sell it at will, let alone use it to make ice."

Well, Chu Ci accepted his fate. It seems that this huge profit-making method will not work. Saltpeter is one of the raw materials for making gunpowder. The Great Wei Dynasty already had firearms, so it is reasonable to control saltpeter.

"Okay, if you insist on letting the shopkeeper bring ice over, can I just buy it at the market price?"

"Huai Jin!" Kou Jing looked at him with a condemnation, making Chu Ci feel that it was a very shameful thing for him to spend money.

"Okay, then another day off, I'll go to your store and give me some advice?" Although he has not systematically studied business administration, as a modern person, he still has many marketing methods he has seen.

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"I can't ask for it." Kou Jing then laughed.

Kou Jing's ability to move was very fast. That afternoon, Chu Ci used ice. He sent some to the doctoral academy of Imperial College in the name of Kou Jing, and sent a pot to each tuition, and then the rest were

All of them were placed in the stewardship hall. Air conditioning continued to appear in the vases at the four corners, and soon the temperature dropped.

Chu Ci asked a few students who had faster mental arithmetic skills to learn to correct the papers together. More than 360 test papers were corrected before the lamp was turned on. This was because the previous questions had standard answers, and the next ones were

There are also scoring standards for essay questions. As long as you correct them according to the above, you will not be afraid of being criticized for being judged, which will cause many concerns and delay time.

"Please copy the scores above this volume." Chu Ci took out a name table and asked them to register the scores.

This login is divided into one reading, and the other login is used, which means it takes a little more time to find the name, and the scores are quickly registered. Chu Ci sent them three notes to go to have a meal quickly, and he sat in his seat.

Thinking about how to divide the class.

There are 362 students in the Imperial College. If thirty people are divided into one class, a total of twelve classes can be divided into twelve classes. Among these twelve classes, classes one to four are the ones, and the top 50 students are in the workplace.

Those who are allowed to participate in the court examination for talent within the court in August this year.

This court examination was drawn by the Hanlin Academy and reviewed the papers. After the results were handed over to the emperor, the emperor circled some people, and those who won the exam could directly send officials.

The top 100 people can also participate in the Ministry of Personnel's Examination held by the Ministry of Personnel in March next year. This examination is jointly drawn by the six ministries and reviewed. If they are selected by the six ministries, they can enter the "internship" of the six ministries and wait for one year of examination.

Official positions can only be granted after the expiration of the period.

After Chu Ci learned about the welfare of the Imperial College, he sighed again that background is still very important. Like ordinary people, if they want to make a name for themselves, they can only go through the imperial examination, but these officials and children clearly lead to Rome!

The Ting Examination and the Ministry of Personnel Examination are both selected by Siye and recommended students to participate. In previous years, Gu Siye had the advantage, and those who took these two exams were from the inner court. Now Chu Ci can operate this secretly

It is fair to put the matter openly for them to fight for it.

Just now, the first to fourth classes are all outstanding in learning and older. Those who are a little younger or slightly inferior in learning are divided into classes 5 to 8, which is the middle class. If the middle class students are each after this

In the monthly exam, the evaluation of each student cannot be lower than the top three, so after three consecutive months, you can get promoted to work.

Classes 9 to 12 are off work. The students here are either young or have a low academic level, so they need to be evaluated for six consecutive months before they can be promoted to the middle class.

However, if students who have been to the middle class after get off work and have been in the middle class for two years can go directly forward. If those who have not passed the court examination and the Ministry of Personnel within three years, they will be sent home. Of course, if there is any If a student has bad behavior and makes mistakes during school, he will be resigned from his class or increase his years.

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"The class division form is posted, and it is in the notice board. There will be no classes this morning. Everyone will move their things to the new classroom. In the afternoon, the class teacher will go to the class to arrange various matters."

After the teachers from each class announced the news, they left the get out of class. The students rushed to the notice board like a rush, squeezed down to see the few red papers posted above.

"Hurry, let's go in! Find me first and see where I'm divided!" Zhu Mingyue relied on his figure to force a bloody road to open up territory for the people following behind.

Everyone first looked at the previous picture. Except for two familiar names, Feng Mo and Wen Ran, everyone else was from the original inner courtyard.

Zhu Feng and others tacitly moved their gaze to the last one and began to find their respective names.

"Hey, Lao Zhu, you are ranked tenth, that's not bad!" Wu Guang patted Zhu Mingyue on the shoulder and smiled.

"Is that so? Then how many do you line up?" Zhu Mingyue asked while looking for his name.

"I'm just the first place." Wu Guang's tone was very tempted, and instantly he slapped his three hands.

"Where is Zhu Feng? How many rows?"

"Let me see, Zhu Feng...hey, here, ranks fifteenth, haha." Zhu Mingyue laughed gloatingly.

"What are you laughing at? What's wrong with the fifteenth? There are seventeen people behind!" Zhu Feng patted Zhu Mingyue's head, and the two extras were divided into Class 12.

"Silang, how many do you line up?" He turned around and asked Jiang Xian again.

Jiang Xian glanced at Zhu Feng and said indifferently: "Twenty-seven."
To be continued...