The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

Zhu Jue ate a whole lotus leaf chicken, but he really didn't give a single bite to anyone else. He couldn't hold on anymore, so he straightened up and went out for a walk. Yang Zhen followed behind him, also looking at the infinitely beautiful spring. The two walked around the pond. After a circle, I went back to take a nap. Such a relaxed and comfortable life has passed by the end of March, and the spring is about to begin.

Zhu Jue went back to the mansion and asked how Fu Renzhang was doing. Chai Bo sighed and said, "It's been almost half a month, and I heard that he still has a high fever. After Mrs. Zhong came back, she invited another doctor to sit in the hall, and was scolded by the Holy Majesty. So I can only procrastinate like this, alas..."

Nanny Zhong often came over to tell Uncle Chai that he never thought that such a reckless prince would have such a difficult life, so she thought about it and continued, "Why don't you go and see, after all, we live in his house. "

After a moment of soft heart, Zhu Jue stuck his head back into the hard shell. He didn't want to talk to that idiot any more, and turned back to study.

Over there, the sixth prince, Fu Chengao, heard that Zhu Jue was going back to the mansion, and specially prepared things for the exam. He couldn't deliver them in person, so he sent his servant over there, and Chai Bo accepted them as usual, and put them together with Yang Zhen's. Take it for the master to choose.

Zhu Jue saw that the two items were quite heavy, and he closed Fu Chengao's, "Chai Bo, use Yang Zhen's, and prepare some return gifts."

On the first day of April, the nine-day Beijing Examination began. The day before was sunny and sunny, but the next day it was cloudy and light rain. Yang Zhen came to pick him up in person in the morning, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and helped him to sit in the carriage. Saw the ink-colored cloak on his body at a glance, Yang Zhen smiled, his black eyes sparkling, "Yes, it's probably cold inside today, did you drink the tonic I brought you a few days ago?"

The mention of Zhu Jue made me sick, the stuff was so dark that I couldn't drink it, but the elder brother insisted, he only drank one bag, and rolled his eyes, not telling the truth, "I drank it."

Yang Zhen's mother asked him to split half of the tonic medicine that his mother had begged so hard for him. Who would have imagined that this man would not drink it behind his back? Zhu Jue listened to the noise of cars and horses outside, Finally feeling a little flustered in my heart, I lifted the curtain slightly to see, many people were heading towards the Gongyuan.

"Don't be nervous, probably, I'm in the same room with you."

Having said that, Zhu Jue felt safe, with a smile on his small face, the red mole on his forehead was faintly red like blood, and the young man with red lips and white teeth said, "Really? That's great, listen They are all cubicles, so it would be better if we were next to each other.”

Yang Zhen only secretly accommodated the two of their rooms. It is estimated that the positions will not match each other. Even if they can, they will not be able to see each other. It's cold at night, you can go to my place and squeeze."

Zhu Jue nodded in agreement, staggered, and arrived at the place. Yang Zhen didn't ask his family to see him off, so he and Zhu Jue directly handed over the student stickers and entered the examination room.

The examination room was rectangular, with many small grids spaced apart. Yang Zhen found his first, a small square inside, illuminated by candlelight all around, in the center was a case table, with pens, ink, papers and inkstones on it, and next to it was a small one. Sleeping couch, a simple mattress, Yang Zhen squatted down to look through it, signaled to replace all the servants behind him, rearranged it, lit the heater next to it, and it gradually became hotter, "Okay, later It's over, you go to my place for dinner."

"Okay, where are you, I'll go and see too."

The two turned back and walked east again. Yang Zhen was in a better location, facing south, and there was still a little sunlight shining in, and the light was better than that of Zhu Jue. Light it up, and put all the ingredients aside, "Okay, you go out and tell my mother that everything is fine, don't talk about anything else."

"Yes." The attendant saluted respectfully, then bowed and left.

The academician in charge of the exam has already come in with the test paper. First, he will explain the discipline of the exam room, then check the number of people, and prepare to issue the paper. There are three rounds in total, each lasting three days. Fu, as the test papers were handed out, the bell rang over there, and the test was just beginning.

Zhu Jue opened the papers neatly, first took a look through all of them, and then picked up a pen to start writing. Some candidates wrote it on straw paper first, and then copied it. Only a few of them wrote directly. These few people wrote it down, it was an extra bonus item.

The hourglass slowly disappeared, and with the silent sound of paper and ink, Yang Zhen was the first to hand in the paper, opened the door and looked in Zhu Jue's direction, then sat back, took out some food, and prepared Let's cook it later, and soon, slowly, almost all the papers were handed in. Zhu Jue was at the back, and the papers were handed in slowly, making Yang Zhen wait for a long time before he came over. After sealing their names, they said the following precautions again, and then let them move freely to prepare for the exam in the afternoon.

The first subject was relatively easy. Zhu Jue came over and laughed and played for a while. The lotus leaf chicken that Yang Zhen specially bought for him was still edible the first day, but it would not work after a few days, so the two of them shared a share. It was eaten up quickly, and a few students from the same academy came over from the other end, and they sat down to discuss the topic of the next class, so noon passed.

There were a lot of exam questions in the afternoon, and Zhu Jue became sleepy after answering again. He pinched his thigh, so he could concentrate and start answering. This was the first day, and it was cool in the evening. Yang Zhen asked him to live there, but Zhu Jue didn't do it. Still sitting alone, there are not many people in an examination room, most of them are reviewing, and no one is chatting or anything, but it is very quiet.

On the second day, the weather was still light rain and cloudy, and the cold wind was blowing. Zhu Jue was still smooth, and it was okay on the third day. Waiting for the fourth day, and on the fifth day, Zhu Jue couldn't stand it anymore, and slept at night. He couldn't sleep well, he couldn't eat much during the day, and it took a lot of time to answer the questions, so he had some headaches. Yang Zhen made him lie down while eating at noon, and pressed his temples with both hands to relieve the pain, "I have cooling oil here. Wipe it? The smell is a bit choking."

Zhu Jue hummed weakly twice, not wanting to move, "No, it will affect my performance."

Yang Zhen touched his forehead, it's okay, he didn't have a fever, "The one next to you seems to have a fever, don't get infected."

Well, yes, I woke up with a cough this morning, "Well, I gave him all the medicine for typhoid fever, and I don't know if it will heal if I drink it."

After Zhu Jue finished speaking, he felt that the air above was not good. The man slapped him between the eyebrows. From his point of view, Yang Zhen was particularly eerie. He looked like a ghost wandering around in the middle of the night, "You are stupid, Why give it to him, he doesn't bring medicine himself, if you..."

Hate that iron can't be steel, Zhu Jue sat up in fright, with a flattering face, his fingers slightly hooked the corners of his sleeves, "Don't be angry, brother, I was wrong, besides, I am old and strong..."

Yang Zhen really had nothing to do with him. The academician had already come in, so he simply let him go back. In the evening, he didn't eat much. Yang Zhen looked at Zhu Jue who was dawdling and couldn't go back, and raised his eyebrows, "Why? Are you in no hurry to go back?"

Zhu Jue hummed in a muffled voice. The person next door to him was always coughing. He felt uncomfortable and his throat was itchy, so he simply hid here to try to clean himself up.

The past few days have been getting colder and colder. In the cold spring, he was originally asked to come here. Two people can sleep warmly, but he doesn't do it. Now it's a mistake, and he came over again. Really, Yang Zhen asked him to get up and re-lay the bed. After laying out the bedding, two candles were extinguished, and he lay down with him to review tomorrow's handouts. When the candles were all extinguished outside, Yang Zhen put down the book in his hand in the darkness, and turned his head to see that the man had already fallen asleep. Familiar, the side face is well-defined, subconsciously stretched out his fingers to stroke his hair, then retracted, and closed his eyes facing him, but for a long time, he did not fall asleep.

Zhu Jue slept very well this time. A few days ago, he was covered with a cloak and was too cold to wake up. Yesterday, he was unexpectedly not woken up by the cold. When it was dawn, he opened one eye and squinted to look around. There was silence inside and outside the cubicle. He sat up suspiciously and heard some rustling noises. Just when Yang Zhen came in, he saw his dazed and cute appearance, and his eyes darkened, "The candidate next to you woke up early and vomited blood. Fainted, we are contacting the academician to arrange to send him out, don't move, there are some hot noodles here, just eat some, I will go back soon."

The academician soon came and talked to them about this matter in the outer corridor, "I understand the feelings of your examinees, but we will not let you out until the patient wakes up and says he has given up the exam. "

How could he wait for him to wake up when he just fainted like this?Listening to their indignant quarrel, Yang Zhen felt that the patient's body was the most important thing, followed by the exam. But in fact, in the minds of many scholars, the three-year exam took all their energy and thought of a compromise. You can’t ask a doctor to come in and have a look, because if you are so faint, if you delay the time for medical treatment, something will happen.”

Yang Zhen is still sober. He understands the responsibilities of academicians. He is afraid of taking responsibility. No one is willing to do evil things. It's just that the situation forces him to send someone out today. He will come back tomorrow and say that he will die in the examination room if he dies. , Who has a few mouths and can't tell.

Academicians do encounter this kind of problem every year. One or two candidates die every year, so there is no need to panic. They arrange for people to carry the candidates to a separate compartment outside to wait for treatment, and let them go back to continue preparing for the exam. .

After such an incident, everyone's mood fluctuated a little. When they went back, they talked about the political issues of the court behind their backs. Yang Zhen also looked tired. "Are you all down?"

It’s no wonder that Yang Zhen suspected him. He didn’t eat a single bite yesterday morning, and poured it all into the slop bucket. Thanks to his discovery, he poured him a few mouthfuls of hot dry food, and went to get it again without thinking, listening to his meowing voice , "Brother, I ate it all, really."

Zhu Jue blinked, and raised three fingers to swear to the sky, "Well, you trust me."

Yang Zhen looked at his ruddy little face, and suddenly his heart became warm. Last night, he was tortured miserably. Zhu Jue's sleeping position was too manic, and he rolled over on him for a while, burying his face in his neck and exhaling like blue After a while, he dragged his chest, limbs and feet into his robe. These tricks are simply overwhelming.

The author has something to say: Fu Renzhang is jealous: there is one more person who has seen your fierce sleeping posture, alas...

Zhu Jue: Woohoo, I can be even more violent...

Ps: Regarding the details of the imperial examination Chunwei, the author is just writing nonsense, please don't take it seriously.