When Song Mu saw this, he also raised his hands and said.

"Yes, Brother Zhang came here today to pick out books?"

Zhang Yiqi waved his hand and said, "That's not true. I'm looking for a job copying books here to earn some money to supplement my family income."

Hearing what Zhang Yiqi said, Song Mu suddenly understood and responded with a smile.

"Brother Zhang is very diligent and thrifty."

Zhang Yiqi immediately explained the reason. Only then did Song Mu understand that Zhang Yiqi and Zhang Yiqi were from the same village and could be regarded as uncles with the same surname. Zhang Guiyun had taken over this job for Zhang Yiqi before the hospital examination.

It can be regarded as allowing Zhang Yiqi to earn some money to maintain his expenses in Fucheng.

When Song Mu heard this, he looked at Zhang Guiyun next to him even more relieved. Although the other person's character was a little businessman's, he was also quite benevolent.

After chatting with Song Mu for a few words, Zhang Yiqi also asked.

"Didn't you know that Brother Song is here today to pick out books?"

Song Mu was stunned, and just as he was about to explain, Zhang Guiyun next to him did not leave. Instead, he stepped out to help Song Mu out of the siege.

"My dear nephew, Mr. Song came here to ask questions about some scriptures. I was out of stock at the moment, so Mr. Song went back in despair."

"Oh?" Zhang Yi sighed angrily when he heard this, but he was somewhat interested and asked again.

"But I don't know what kind of booklet it is?"

Song Mu groaned twice, and shopkeeper Zhang next to him responded again.

"It's Fujian Lin Huiyuan's solution to classics and meanings, which was about ten years ago."

Zhang Yiqi was listening like this, and his expression was astonished at the moment. Although he was a little surprised why Uncle Zhang would talk to Song Mu so enthusiastically, he still nodded and said.

"Lin Huiyuan's interpretation of classics and meanings is really good. Brother Song, there's no need to worry. There's some for you in the government studies."

"What Brother Zhang said is that Mr. Song also visited here and came to take a look when he thought of it."

Song Mu borrowed the money from Po Xia Donkey. This shopkeeper is indeed a veteran in the business world. His attitude has changed a lot since he discovered his identity. His words were also flawless and gave him a little face.

Although he is a well-rounded person, he is also a person who can tolerate secrets.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Song Mu was about to leave. At this time, Zhang Yiqi suddenly stopped Song Mu and said something.

"Brother Song, when the rankings are released in three days, how about I wait and see them together?"

"That's the best. Song is also waiting to see Brother Zhang on the list, and will toast to Brother Zhang when the time comes." Song Mu said with a smile, Zhang Yi smiled angrily, and turned his head to the second floor of the bookstore.

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Song Mu left the bookstore and took some free time to visit Jizhou Mansion. It was a bit hot in the afternoon, and then he returned to Kong's house.

Kong Zong was dragged to drink and have fun by a group of officials' sons in the city. Fortunately, Song Mu was not at home at the time, otherwise he would not have known where he was at this moment.

Song Mu took a book, went out from the back door of the mansion, sat on a stone pier by the river, took a sip of tea, and looked at the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

During this rare free time, Song Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.

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In the examination hall, the examiners who were grading the papers let out a long sigh, and then there was a bit of disbelief on their faces.

"The purpose of this paper should be the same as that of the great scholar Yan."

"I haven't read such a classic article in the examination hall for many years. It's time for a literary star to move!"

Several examiners continued to say that on the desk in this room, there were already six red circles on the two articles placed on the desk.

The deputy examiner Xiao Li is also here at the moment. He has just presided over everyone to put away the answer sheets for the classics and Yi examination, and also searched for seven discarded children's papers, and is now sorting them one by one.

"Everyone, since you have read all the papers, let's sort them with me. Everyone should write down the names of the first ten papers."

Xiao Li said this, and everyone immediately picked up their pens and started counting papers, and soon a list was in Xiao Li's hands.

According to the title of the article written above, Xiao Li arranged the ten judgment papers neatly, and then began to arrange other papers.

After doing this and looking at the two six-circle papers, Xiao Li was a little speechless at the moment, but everyone was holding their heads and arguing.

These two papers are actually indistinguishable.

At this time, Fan Zhengxiong also arrived. Seeing that the layout of the papers had been completed, he immediately reviewed them again, and then reversed the order of some of the papers. With everyone's consent, he also looked at the two papers.

, there was also a look of helplessness on his face for a moment.

"That's all, let's review the policies and poems first. Whoever can stand out will be ranked first in the meaning of the classics."

After completing the examination of the Yifu Academy, Fan Tixue has the ability to make the final decision. However, it seems that he hesitated a bit at this moment and chose to wait.

Everyone nodded, put the scriptures and meanings aside, and then took out many scrolls.

It was another day of hard grading, but obviously compared to the classics and meanings, the policy and poetry papers were more pleasing to the eye. Everyone was in a good mood, and there were a few praises from time to time.

"This poem about plum blossoms is very good. It uses objects to describe people and compares heroes to noble plum blossoms. It should be the paper that had a strange phenomenon in the examination room that day, right?"

"Well, he is indeed very accomplished, and he is as talented as anyone in the world."

Some people are happy, while others feel confused.

"As expected, these relic search volumes are full of embarrassing things. If you look at this policy volume, it talks about peripheral matters. It can be both tolerant and tough. But this person said that the southern barbarians should be allowed to self-determine. If Governor Tao were here, Toudu would

You have to unscrew it for him."

"This year's policy topic is too difficult. It's difficult for a group of students who have never seen Dao Ge to write a good article."

A middle-aged scholar named Feng Dongwei had just finished reading the paper in front of him, made a cross with his hand, shook his head and commented, and then picked up the next paper.

When he got this new paper, Feng Dongwei's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because this font is so unique, the style is the same as the Jingyi paper I saw before.

It seems to be the work of one person.

Thinking like this, Feng Dongwei immediately cheered up and wanted to take a closer look at what kind of strategy the person who had written a good article on classics could write.

Time passed like this, and when several people stood up to drink tea, they saw Feng Dongwei still looking at a paper blankly, as if he had never changed his movements since he started with the paper.

They know the level of Feng Dongwei best. He has been a master in the frontier for more than ten years. He has broad knowledge and a sharp vision. He has extremely high requirements for the level of answers and will give up immediately if he is not satisfied.

But now, the other party is staring at the paper in a daze.

Seeing this, the person next to him stepped forward and patted Feng Dongwei on the shoulder, but Feng Dongwei suddenly trembled, and then suddenly took a deep breath.

"What's wrong, Brother Dongwei?"

Feng Dongwei raised his head, holding the paper in his hand. At this moment, he felt that his back seemed to be wet with cold sweat.

After serving as an official for many years, Feng Dongwei was never afraid even when he was invaded by demons and barbarians.

But now, the article in his hand made Feng Dongwei tremble a little.

What is written in this paper is not just a clear strategy.

If you think about it carefully, it is a bloody method of cannibalism.
Chapter completed!