On the third day, there were two more candidates who handed in papers in their lane. When they saw that Shen Ling could cook, the two candidates exchanged the dry food they brought with him. The three of them exchanged their names and places of origin while drinking porridge, and they talked about the content of the exam, and they got a lot closer in an instant.

On the third day, the second exam began. The second test is essays and poems. Shen Ling finished the essay, but spent more than half a day, and then finished the poem in the afternoon. After he handed in the papers, he found that three of the people in their alley had finished them. When everyone sat together and discussed, they all said that the second game was easier than the first game.

This time when Shen Ling was cooking again, a few more people came to eat. One of them also took out the bacon and eggs his family had prepared for him. Some people took out the silver noodles prepared in advance. The bacon had been sliced ​​to a pulp by the people who checked it, which saved Shen Ling a lot of time. After the water boiled, he beat a few poached eggs in it, and then put the silver noodles and bacon in it.

After a while, there was a scent of bacon in the alley. Those examinees who hadn't handed in the paper smelled the scent, and felt hungry, but they couldn't go to the meal, so they had to scratch their heads there, making the others funny. Endless.

At the moment, a pot of noodles cooked by Shen Ling was exhausted by several people, and then they praised the noodles he cooked delicious. For the next two days, Shen Ling continued to act as the cook in their alley, making delicious meals with all the ingredients they brought.

Soon, it was the seventh day. Compared with the second exam, the third exam is more difficult and has more questions than the previous two. There are ten questions in total, five questions in history and five questions in strategies.

Shen Ling couldn't help spitting out a long breath when he saw the title of the Five Dao Scriptures. Finally, the history books of the past two years have not been learned, at least he can see the title and know the source. As for policy questions, influenced by Mr. Dong's good talk about national affairs, Shen Ling now also understands some major national events, and it is quite like that when writing policy questions.

It's just that although he knows all these topics, Shen Ling still feels pressured to write ten articles in three days.

Shen Ling calmed down for a while before starting to work on the question. At noon, he casually boiled some porridge to deal with the past, and then continued to fight. In the evening, four Scriptures were finally driven out. The following day, I made a policy question on the history and history in the morning, and three policy questions in the afternoon. At night, Shen Ling was afraid of using his brain too much, so he dared not write any more, so he slept well.

On the last day, it took Shen Ling all morning to finish the last policy question. In the afternoon, he carefully checked the ten essays he had written, and felt that there was no problem before handing in the papers. After the paper was handed in, Shen Ling only felt too sleepy, and after sleeping in the number room, she felt a little more awake.

When I woke up, it was already night, and everyone had already turned in their papers, and they all felt that there were so many and difficult questions in the third scene. Shen Ling heard several people say that they hadn't finished the topic until the time of handing in the paper, and couldn't help but secretly thank Mr. Dong, who had been guiding him. He forced himself to write an essay every night in the year that was approaching the rural examination, and he also limited time. In this way, I can finish ten articles in three days.

After the candidates complained, they saw that Shen Ling had already started preparing dinner, because it was the last meal in the examination room, so Shen Ling poured all the remaining ingredients into the pot and made a pot of porridge. .

After eating the porridge, everyone went back to their room to sleep and waited for the next day.

After dawn the next day, after Shen Ling walked out of the Gongyuan with the people carrying the bookcase, she felt that the sun outside was particularly dazzling and the air was particularly fresh. He took a few deep breaths in the local area, and he heard Zheng Ze’s voice. He followed the sound to look around, and saw that Zheng Ze had already hired a sedan chair for him, and the Cui’s steward was standing next to him. There is also a sedan chair behind him.

Shen Ling went to meet them and waited for a long time before Cui Xunzhang came out. Cui Xunzhang's face was blue and white, and he didn't know what he had experienced in the examination room. When he saw Shen Ling and others, he smiled reluctantly, and was supported by the steward on the sedan chair.

After returning to the house, Shen Ling ate breakfast, slept well, and woke up in the afternoon. He gently opened the door, Zheng Ze heard the movement and immediately asked him if he was hungry and if he wanted to drink porridge. Shen Ling drank porridge every day in the examination room these days, and shook his head when he heard the words of porridge: "I don't want to drink porridge, is there anything else to eat?"

Zheng Ze said, "There is also chicken noodle soup."

Shen Ling said: "Then come to a bowl of chicken noodle soup."

After he had eaten and drank enough, Cui Xunzhang was still not awake. Shen Ling went to check it uneasy. The steward said that he had asked the doctor to check it, and that he was overworked.

Cui Xunzhang slept for two days and one night. When he woke up the next night, he drank porridge and said to Shen Ling: "I have no hope for this test. I don't know how to write the next third game. What happened."

Shen Ling comforted him and said: "The third session has many questions and time is tight, so I didn't do it well."

A few days later, Shen Ling and Cui Wenwen returned to the academy after recovering slightly.

Back at the academy, Shen Ling took advantage of the impression he still had, and silently wrote down the questions of the exam and the essay he had written and handed it to Mr. Dong. After reading it, Mr. Dong nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, if there is no accident, you will mostly be in this department."

Shen Ling's test was very smooth this time, and he felt that he would probably be in it. Now, hearing what Mr. Dong said, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, waiting for the result of the test.

What Shen Ling should do in the next few days was not affected by this exam in the least. When the exam results came out, he really got hit, and he was Yakui, who was sixth.

And Cui Xunzhang failed the ranking without any suspense, and Xie Rong and Guo An, who were near his school, also won, but they were not as high as him.

After this exam, Shen Ling and several people were directly promoted from Class C to Class B. When he arrived in Class B, he knew that Class A was the same as them, except that he had worshipped under the Confucian School, so his status was higher than them.

After being promoted to Class B, Shen Ling's life remained the same as before. As for Mr. Dong, he has not mentioned anything about getting him started. Shen Ling felt that there must be something he didn't know about, so he didn't mention it again.

Although Mr. Dong never accepts him to the door, he still gives advice on his articles. When the test was approaching in the second year, Cui Xunwen, who was in the same class as Shen Ling, and others were preparing to participate in the test in Beijing. Shen Ling asked Mr. Dong's opinion, and Mr. Dong told him that his article hadn't arrived yet, and he could only hope for a few more years in the academy.

In this way, Shen Ling spent a few years studying honestly in the academy, and when he had time, he collected some fruits and planted them in the space.

Since he got the fame of Juren, his points have been accumulated to three hundred and ninety points. And the points for upgrading the space to level 3 are exactly 300 points. After the space was upgraded to Level 3, the area of ​​black land increased to 300 square meters.

Shen Ling planted the green japonica rice from Yutian County, as well as fruit trees such as peach, apricot, cherry, and some previous flowers and trees. The whole space is like a small farmyard, full of pastoral style.

It's just that the area of ​​300 square meters is still not enough. Shen Ling now only hopes that he will become a Jinshi early, and then he will be able to get 500 points, which can also raise the space to level 4.

It's just that it was a very late day. Shen Ling studied in the academy for another three years, and went to Beijing to test the waters at the suggestion of Mr. Dong. Maybe his article hasn't arrived yet, maybe his style is not what the chief examiner likes, in short, Shen Ling has fallen off the list.

After three years of preparations at home, Shen Ling went to Beijing again to participate in the test. He is prepared to try it this time, but he is not going to take another test. With this relaxed mentality, Shen Ling entered the examination room, writing articles very quickly.

When the results came out, Shen Ling was still a little unbelievable, he was actually hit. Although it is only ranked second, it is also a good result. Next came the palace test, and the final result was still the second class. Although the ranking was slightly lower, Shen Ling was already very satisfied.

After attending various banquets, Shen Ling realized a problem at this time. After passing the Jinshi examination, he can be an official. I don't know whether he will stay in Beijing or be sent to a remote place to be a county official.

In the end, as Shen Ling expected, he was appointed as the magistrate of Jixian County by the officials. Jixian County is not very far from his hometown, and Shen Ling intends to take over Huang Shi, Lan Zhu and others after he takes office.

Although he was not even a civil servant in his previous life, Shen Ling believed that being a county magistrate would not be more difficult than an imperial examination. He has been taking the imperial examination all the way. Is he still afraid of not being a magistrate?

The author has something to say: the next chapter starts a new story.

The scum author has several topics to write about, such as the first beauty in martial arts, the second grandmother of the Bai family, and the biography of the imperial concubine. I don't know which one to write first. Dear friends can also bring up themes they prefer.

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