When the ink had dried, Zhu Pingan collected the test paper, carefully placed it in the test paper bag, and hung it on one side of the wall.
At this time the sky is already dark, dark and heavy night, as if the boundless thick ink was heavily painted in the sky, even a little starlight can not be seen. The north wind also began to whistling, the spring cold gradually raged in the will test Gongyuan.
Along with the north wind whistling, and next door to the odour, the most devastated by this is the stink of the number.
In the distance came the sound of a certain brother vomiting, in the silence of the night, unusually obvious, about the same as their own unlucky children.
So what if you are in a stinking horn, just make your own mask.
Zhu Pingan tightened the rabbit fur coat on his body, pulled the travelling bag placed on the kang over with his hand, and retrieved a cotton pillowcase from it, this was the pillowcase that his mother, Chen, had made for herself at home, it was made from the leftover edges of the cotton left over from the clothes she had made for herself.
Taking this pillowcase out of the bag, he found a small knife and cut two oval shaped pieces of cotton according to the size of his face, overlapped these two oval shaped pieces of cotton, and then cut four long bands with the knife, and then made four small holes on both sides of the overlapped oval shaped pieces of cotton, and tied these four long bands through the small holes.
Well, a simple double mask was made.
Zhu Pingan put this simple mask on, well, the effect was not bad, almost no odour could be smelled anymore.
It was late at night, it was a good time to sleep, but it couldn’t have been better to look at the second Four Books essay topic before going to bed, and sleep while conceptualising it.
The title of the second four books and eight scripts essay was relatively simple: “When the year is cold, then we know that the pine and cypress wither after that.”
This was the twenty-eighth chapter of the Analects of Confucius Zihan, and it was a phrase that everyone often saw and often said. After reading this topic, Zhu Pingan put the test question into the test paper bag and hung it on the wall, then tidied up the numbered house, blew out the candles, and pondered while thinking. While sleeping quietly.
In fact, this topic is not difficult at all, in the winter, it is known that the pine tree and cypress tree are the last to lose their leaves, in fact, it is nothing more than to say that the pine and cypress are indomitable and noble. Zhu Xi made a note on this chapter just with two sentences. “small man in the ruling world, or with the gentleman is no different, but the pros and cons, encounter changes, and then the gentleman’s guard is visible”. “Shi poor see section righteousness, the world chaos know loyal ministers, want to study must be week in virtue.”
So, this question is also a question, about the pine and cypress from a number of perspectives will not wither in winter, indomitable temperament and quality, and then express their own state of mind with the pine and cypress as the same as the high wind and bright integrity is it.
Soon, Zhu Pingan composed an eight-legged essay, and then quietly went to sleep.
Early in the morning, all was silent. As the sky dawned and the night was about to fade away, the morning light of the breaking dawn slowly woke up the sleeping candidates.
In fact, as early as when the morning light had yet to break, Zhu Pingan had already woken up early to wash up.
Not for any other reason, just for the fact that this time of the day was the coldest time of the day, there was still morning frost outside at this time of the day, because of the cold, the smell next door was still very faint; because of the early, most of the candidates had not yet woken up for convenience.
Therefore, at this time the odour of the stinking horn is the lightest time of the day.
Yesterday day. Just into the meal once, this time Zhu Pingan Jue’s abdomen is unusually hungry, the stomach has already called several times.
“Therefore, the sky will be descended to the people also, must first bitter his heart and mind. Labour their tendons and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, line whisking their own, so move their hearts and minds to tolerate sex, had benefited from what they can not.”
Zhu Pingan wore a mask. Softly meditating on these words from Mencius, he took out the pieces of meat in his bag that had been cut up by the searching soldiers, forked them with an iron bar and placed them on a charcoal fire to roast them, then pulled open a corner of his mask and put the pieces of meat into his mouth before quickly pulling off the mask and putting it on.
Just like that, chewing with difficulty.
As for cooking noodle broth like yesterday, then please forgive me for not being able to do that. Yesterday, because it was the first day and he was almost the first group to come in, the toilet next door had barely been activated yet, and there was no odour, so he was able to cook a hot noodle soup, but as for today, he couldn’t.
If I did it again like yesterday, I would have to throw up.
Therefore, Zhu Pingan put the jerky into his mouth after it was roasted and put it into his mouth, wearing a mask and chewing it to satisfy his hunger. Bake a roast and then put it into the mouthpiece mouth to reject, then swallow, very fast and eat a lot.
Outside the supervision of the examination of the soldiers have been almost dumbfounded, this night shift only to come back, found himself responsible for the number of houses this Lord how to get such a strange dress, put a piece of rags on the face, and, how early in the morning to eat so cheerfully, the mouth does not bring to a halt.
Last night when the shift rest, have heard in another row of stinky number of candidates have vomited, especially in the evening that burst of concentrated toilet, that unlucky child has vomited to pass out. The president of the Lord (ancient examiner is also known as the president, that is, the president of the examination paper) in mind that human life is at stake, has been sent to the Mingjing building, of course, the examination is certainly null and void.
However, we invigilated the Lord, not only did not vomit to death, but also alive and kicking.
So, for their own supervision of the Lord of this stink, no matter what others think, anyway, I am convinced.
In so a moment of effort, Zhu Pingan has about to his mouth stuffed almost a catty of jerky, the stomach has long been not hungry, but still want to stuff more, the very period of ten percent full to be able to.
A candidate who got up early in the morning, couldn’t help the feeling that was gushing out of his abdomen, put on a jacket and headed from his numbered house to the toilet to recuperate.
Accompanied by the invigilator, walking on the road to the toilet on the test, incomparably grateful that he was not divided in the stink of the number, think about how many candidates like themselves to facilitate ah. Then it is to be divided in the stink of the number of candidates gloating, oh, this is divided in the stink of the number of candidates will not be smoked to death ah.
Thinking of this, the candidate could not help but feel a sense of happiness.
It is true that comparison can only produce happiness.
When this candidate passed by his gloating smelly number, the scene that overturned his outlook on life appeared.
In his heart, the candidate who should have puked his guts out, was currently holding an iron bar with roasted meat in it, roasting it and eating it with great relish.
Vomit
For some reason, this candidate who was going to the toilet could not help but dry-heave when he saw this scene.
Erm, this is specifically coming to my door to vomit?
Zhu Pingan sniffed and glanced outside, then shook his head speechlessly, threw the dried meat forked from the iron bar into the charcoal fire pot, let it burn into ashes, and began to clean up his numbered house.
At this time, the sky was also gradually brightening.
Wearing a mask, Zhu Pingan packed up the things in his number room, washed his hands, rearranged the wooden boards with ink, paper and inkstones, and began to continue his own road to the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate of the Congressional Examination.
When the candidate who threw up came out from the toilet, Zhu Pingan had already waved his ink to copy the second eight-legged essay he had conceived last night onto the draft paper, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the text was not added, and it was done in one go.
Being in a smelly place, one can still have a spring in one’s mind! This candidate who was in the toilet was simply blinded by Zhu Pingan!
