Only then did Mr. Fei distribute the test papers.

He was a student officer of another class. Every time there was a ten-day examination, the teachers of each class would shuffle the order of invigilation.

Moreover, the examination papers of Class C and Class D are all prepared by the students of Class A, and the teachers will review and correct them.

There are eight questions in this exam, including two on pasting scriptures, two on Mo Yi, one on law, one on arithmetic, one on policy essay, and one on poetry.

This amount of questions was too difficult to complete within one day, and even Qin Yan frowned.

He thought about it and decided not to make a draft.

Think about it in your mind first, and then write it directly on the paper.

Seeing the students' faces struggling to solve the questions, Master Fei stroked his beard with satisfaction, nodded slightly, and began to inspect the examination room.

Wang Yang is best at poetry and prose, so he started with the last question first.

He picked up the pen and wrote just two lines of poetry, then frowned in frustration. After a while, he crumpled up the paper and threw it to the corner of the table.

When I looked up, I saw Qin Yan next to me writing with great enthusiasm, his expression calm and he seemed very confident.

He became upset.

Thinking of something, Wang Yang forced himself to remain calm and continued answering the questions.

Until noon, Qin Yan had only finished five questions. The remaining three questions of arithmetic, policy essays, and poetry all took time.

Especially the latter two.

But he still rubbed his forehead and stopped writing.

hungry!

On the day of the exam, students were naturally not allowed to go to the kitchen. Someone was specially assigned to deliver meals.

A young man came over with a lunch box. Today's lunch was the same: steamed buns, pickles, and porridge.

This was a special arrangement made by the provincial school. Sometimes during the imperial examinations, the examination hall would be responsible for the students' meals, but the food provided would not be very good.

It also allows students to adapt in advance.

Qin Yan became alert the moment he saw the servant.

This person was the one who had been in frequent contact with Second Uncle recently. Although the government academy did not allow students to bring servants into the academy, powerful students had their own ways to win over and subjugate some servants within the academy and use them for their own purposes.

The boy was obviously from Wang Yang.

The young man distributed food one by one and soon came to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan leaned back slightly, distanced himself from him, and stared at him with a serious expression.

Being looked at like this, the boy couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He lowered his head and put the pickled vegetable buns away first.

When he took the porridge, his hand shook inexplicably and the whole bowl of porridge spilled on the table.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hold myself steady." The young man lowered his head and apologized.

Mr. Fei was attracted by the noise and glanced at the table. He saw words slowly emerging on the table.

Qin Yan's expression darkened, knowing that he had fallen into a trap.

He stood up silently and said, "Master Fei, these words were not written by me."

The rules of the provincial school clearly state that anyone who cheats in an exam will be expelled without permission and will not be allowed to appeal.

Inside the examination room, students all looked at him with curiosity, gloating, or resentment.

Is this cheating? How dare they pull this off right in front of Mr. Fei.

Wang Yang smiled coldly.

Mr. Fei glanced at him sternly and said nothing.

He lowered his head and looked at the table. "It says here, 'Govern by Doing Nothing.' That's exactly the topic of this policy paper. Qin Yan, do you have any evidence to prove it?"

hiss!

"What a coincidence? You guessed the test questions in advance?"

"Is it a guess, or... hehe, anyway, there are many seniors who know the test questions. People like Qin Yan who come from the countryside love to take advantage of others, so it's not impossible for him to find a loophole."

"That's not the case. After all, Qin Yan was the top scorer in the provincial exam. He usually behaves quite magnanimously, not like this kind of person."

Immediately, people started whispering.

Some students who were nearby even peeked over to take a look.

Seeing the densely packed words on the desktop, everyone was shocked.

If the exam questions were leaked, then the exam would be invalid. So, it wouldn't hurt for them to take a look.

Qin Yan frowned deeply, reached out to touch the table, and put it between his noses to smell it.

"This is a white sail. When dissolved in water, it can reveal writing."

The doctor looked at him seriously, waiting for his next words.

"Master Fei, I don't have any bamboo tubes or anything like that on me, and I don't have any water. If I were to cheat, how would I make the writing appear?"

Qin Yan spoke in a calm tone, his eyes inevitably swept towards the young man beside him.

He smiled, "Is it possible that I would be in cahoots with this servant? Let him spill the porridge and make a noise, attracting Master Fei?"

The boy's scalp tingled when he was stared at. He didn't dare to look up at all and just knelt down with a plop.

"Little one, little one, no, it was just a slip of the hand and an accident happened."

Master Fei frowned slightly when he saw this. Qin Yan's words made sense.

But someone among the students sitting there interrupted, "Master Fei, that's not necessarily true. Some time ago, Qin Yan's second brother had a very close relationship with this young man."

Qin Yan turned around when he heard the voice and met someone's eyes.

The latter was wearing a gray robe that was neither new nor old. He had little contact with Qin Yan on weekdays, so he lowered his head guiltily.

"It's possible. This guy might have done something sneaky for the first time. He was too nervous and gave himself away." Wang Yang continued.

Qin Yan looked at him, and there was a look of confrontation in their eyes.

After a long moment, Qin Yanxian withdrew his gaze, glanced at the table, and said, "What classmate Wang said is nothing but speculation. However, the handwriting on the table is not Qin's handwriting, which is the second proof."

Hearing this, Master Fei picked up Qin Yan's paper and took a look at it, then looked at the table and compared it for a long time.

He nodded slightly.

It is indeed different. Qin Yan's handwriting is much sharper.

"Oh, what if Mr. Qin asks someone to write for him?" someone sneered.

Qin Yan sighed slightly: "This classmate reminded me that no matter if Qin hired someone or someone deliberately framed him, he would eventually enter the classroom."

"And I would never do this during daytime classes or during breaks when there are a lot of people coming and going. I would do it after school."

"It just so happens that the school has a rule that Master Fei will patrol after school every day. This is a good opportunity to check who has been staying in the classroom after school."

Anyway, after school every day, he would go to the library to read, not to clean.

Mr. Fei from the library can testify to this.

Master Fei nodded slightly and concluded, "We don't expect every student we train to have a promising future, but we cannot afford to compromise their character. This matter must be thoroughly investigated. Exams are suspended, and all students are prohibited from leaving the classroom from now on until the truth is revealed."

"Yes!"

The students responded in unison.

The gray-robed young man who spoke first, He Jue, suddenly gripped the pen tightly.

Qin Yan lowered his eyes slightly, all kinds of thoughts churning in his mind, but finally he calmed down.

Master Fei called someone over and asked him to invite Master Ye. After all, the latter was the academic officer of Class C1 and knew the students better.

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