I have a fortune book

Chapter 17 Bronze Inscriptions Are Born! (Seek to follow up)
Before he knew it, it was already noon, and although he knew how to write the questions, Zhou Bai still couldn't do it because of the amount of questions.

The dull and crisp bell rang, and the deputy examiner, Xian Cheng, announced the distribution of lunch, ordering the candidates to rest temporarily.

The imperial examination room is under the suppression of the official seal of the imperial court and luck. Anyone who takes the exam here is suppressed regardless of their luck or fate.

But this kind of suppression is limited, and the average level is relatively speaking.

Candidates with family inheritance will pay attention to many aspects to prevent being overwhelmed, and will not do some taboo things to waste their luck.

If you don't care about it, continue to consume energy and luck to answer for a long time, it is the simplest small aspect that can be vigilant.

The food in the examination room is not rich, it is nothing more than dry food such as steamed buns and shortbread. If necessary, it is a legitimate request for the guards to serve a bowl of fine tea.

This kind of meal, it is reasonable to say that the poor candidates eat very delicious, but Zhou Bai looked around the examination room, and the ones who ate cakes to relax like him were the sons of the family such as Xianhao.

Candidates from small families and farmers are reluctant to part with this little rest time, and they are still answering with all their heart, and their luck and physical condition cannot be recovered.

Alas, Zhou Bai sighed in his heart, this is the blockade on the level of knowledge.

Even though the imperial examination reference books are published in plain text, this kind of "small way" knowledge about luck is only circulated within each family.

Only after the second-generation ancestors of the Zhou family passed the exam did they know that rest should be paid attention to in the exam room, not only to relieve fatigue, but also to relax the luck that has been suppressed all the time.

This news was also passed down as a secret, passed on word of mouth through the Zhou family's descendants, and should not be recorded in writing.

Just when Zhou Bai was still feeling sorry for those candidates who answered, something happened in the back corner.

An elderly candidate with gray hair was being dragged out of the examination room by heavily armed soldiers, and the Taoist officer who was monitoring him was also standing beside him.

"No, my lord, the examiner, please forgive me once. I'm not willing to refer to the 40-year failure of a child!" The old examinee hysterically asked the examiner in the class for help.

However, Ji Hongzhe just shook his head, with complex emotions such as hatred and sympathy in his eyes, and he has been tested for a lifetime.

"Quickly push out and don't disturb the examination room. I would like to emphasize once again to all students that the imperial examination is a national event, and there are gods to inspect it, and crooked ways are purely self-inflicted humiliation!"

"The City God of our county is a hero who opened up the frontiers. Emperor Gaozong personally named him. His majestic power, hum, you can do it yourself!"

The three examiners in the class looked rather embarrassed, and they all gave admonitions, and the Jiaoyu was even a little annoyed.

Looking at the old candidates who were dragged out, everyone felt awe-inspiring, but they didn't feel sympathy like the county magistrate.

There are such lucky people every year. If they are admitted by cheating, how will they be honest people?
As for Zhou Bai's lack of emotion, the old man paid the price for his last fight. He looked up and remembered the famous local god.

The underworld is invisible in this world, and there are few ways for mortals to rely on after death, such as hiding in the spiritual domain of the family ancestral hall, or taking shelter of the local gods is the "right way".

Otherwise, if you don't want to harm living beings, you can only survive for seven days, and then you must enter the Netherland.

However, the rules in the underworld are unclear, the underworld cannot uphold justice, and there are often people who worship ancestors but fail to respond, which is completely out of their wits.

If you want to deal with the catastrophe in the future, the gods must also consider it.

……

In the afternoon, the warm spring sun had already set in the west, and Zhou Bai immediately put himself into answering the questions of the third subject.

The pen is gone, but his brows are slightly frowned. Is it hard work?
No, it was because Zhou Bai was too sensitive to his luck. The first two subjects didn't lose much luck, but he didn't expect that the rate of loss of luck in the third subject was far faster than the previous ones.

With the gradual completion of the essay, traces of white and even red qi were removed from Zhou Bai's body and blessed on the answer sheet.

These extracted foreign luck will form a luck mark on the answer sheet, which will be used for screening and ranking when marking the paper.

In fact, the total amount is not too much. If Zhou Bai's own resources were used to transform these foreign shipments, they would be recovered in a few days.

But after all, Zhou Bai was transformed by the incense sticks for luck, and he borrowed the luck temporarily. He reckoned that within a few days, the foreign luck blessed by a stick of incense sticks for luck would dissipate immediately.

The theory of the county examination is not difficult, but this is only for Zhou Bai, as he writes, the paper begins to rise.

It was colorless at the beginning, then gradually became red with stubbornness, and finally when the article was completed overnight, the redness became more and more intense, and even a little bit of light gold appeared for a moment under the suppression of the official seal.

Wenqi and people's luck level are roughly the same, but the color is slightly different.

Colorless articles are articles written by most people, with little literary style, and can be circulated to each other in a small range.

It's normal to put it in the county test, and the examiners generally don't judge the grades based on the level of literary style.

Sometimes your luck ranks first, coupled with fluent words and sentences, it also clicks your child life.

Red text is a place where some of the articles are outstanding, and can be famous in a county. The luck is not too bad, and it is not a problem to be a scholar.

There are very few upwards, namely Jinwen and Qingwen, Jinwen comes out of the county, and Qingwen goes out of the state.

Even as long as they have been circulated for a long time and are famous enough, these articles can be used as the mark of a dynasty, also known as handed down articles.

Under the pressure of the court's luck, Zhou Bai still wrote articles with a deep red style, which was enough to shock the audience.

The other examinees didn't notice that they were caught in a sea of ​​questions, but Ji Hongzhe and the others were shocked, but this shock was a pleasant surprise.

How many scholars and candidates can be produced is one of the most important indicators for evaluating county officials like them.

"I'm not mistaken, there was a flash of gold in that red aura just now?!" Jiaoyu opened his mouth wide and asked suspiciously.

"It should be, if the official seal can appear crimson under the suppression, it must be the birth of the bronze inscription!" The county magistrate replied decisively.

And Ji Hongzhe walked to Zhou Bai's side silently, picked up the article and browsed.

When Zhou Bai saw the county magistrate coming, he also walked out of the examination seat and bowed to say hello.

To be honest, he himself didn't expect that after death, he would benefit greatly in his studies after being reborn, and all the previously vague truths and essays were clearly reflected in his mind.

This article has deliberately made some omissions, but it still reaches the level of Jinwen.

Ji Hongzhe didn't read it carefully, but after a cursory reading, he felt that the literary talent was brilliant, and the smile on his face was not hidden at all. He praised: "Zhou Bai? The cypress fights frost and Aoxue, now it seems that it is really firm and upright, noble and unyielding. "

"A young man with curly hair doesn't dare to be praised by an adult." Zhou Bai said modestly.

"Okay, okay, but you have to hand in the paper?" Ji Hongzhe liked Zhou Bai more and more.

"With your lord's permission, the grassroots are ready to hand in the papers."

Being so stable, the fame should be stable, and after a few more years of hard work, it is also possible to raise people to become a Jinshi.

Even if it's just a bronze inscription written in the county examination questions, it also means that Zhou Bai has unlimited potential, so he might as well sell it at this time.

Ji Hongzhe immediately called the clerk to seal Zhou Bai's test paper with his name, but Ji Hongzhe had read Zhou Bai's handwriting, that is, to do procedural fairness, the admission of children is not an honor, and there is no need to transcribe it.

Handing in the papers so early, and with the county magistrate's appreciation, Zhou Bai attracted many envious looks when he stepped out of the examination room.

(End of this chapter)