The young man in fancy clothes across the street was awakened by the aroma of rice. He lifted the bamboo curtain and saw the child across the street already eating. He had dreamed about delicious food all night, and now his stomach was still rumbling with hunger.
Xiao Zimo glanced at him and gave him a wink. The young boy in fancy clothes was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
After he came back from the toilet and was about to walk to his room, he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he quickly approached Xiao Zimo.
Xiao Zimo handed him a bowl of porridge with pickles. After he got it, he quickly went into his room.
"It smells so good." The young boy in fancy clothes took a sip and then ate it with relish. His stomach, which had been rumbling with hunger, instantly came back to life after drinking a bowl of steaming hot porridge.
The young boy in fancy clothes gave Xiao Zimo a thumbs up, and Xiao Zimo smiled slightly.
Boom…
The gongs and drums sounded, and everyone was ready for the exam. After the yamen runners handed out the test papers, Xiao Zimo immersed himself in the exam. The young man in fancy clothes across from him lazily rubbed his stomach, stretched comfortably, and then began to work on the test.
The Tongsheng exams were mostly based on the most basic knowledge, which was easy for Zimo. He took two exams that day, both of which he handled with ease.
Sometimes he would pay attention to the boy opposite him, who seemed to be taking the exam very easily.
On the third day, when Xiao Zimo saw the increasingly difficult questions, he was slightly taken aback. This question was completely off-the-beaten-path. He glanced at the reactions of the candidates across from him. Many of them sighed, and even the young man in fancy clothes, who had been taking the test so easily, frowned.
Xiao Zimo withdrew his gaze and carefully examined the test questions in front of him. After a cup of tea, he already had the answer in his mind.
The young boy in fancy clothes opposite him stared at the obscure question with a frown on his face.
Which bastard came up with such a tricky and obscure question?
He bit the tip of his pen lightly, thinking about how to answer. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the child opposite him actually starting to write, and was surprised.
This kid couldn't have written it randomly, right?!
But judging from his previous performance, he doesn't seem like the type of person who would fill out the form randomly.
Seeing that the people opposite him had started to do the questions, the young man in Chinese clothes thought for a while and then started to write.
On the third day of the Tongshi exam, Bei Yutang estimated the time and came after lunch. When he arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall, many candidates' families had already gathered.
It was the first time Dai Xiang had seen such a scene. She said in amazement, "There are so many people. When the young master comes out later, I have to shout loudly, otherwise he won't be able to see us."
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "Then I'll leave this task to you."
After they waited for half an hour, the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall slowly opened, and the people gathered at the gate all rushed forward. Fortunately, there were yamen runners blocking the door, otherwise these anxious family members would have rushed to the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall long ago.
A group of students walked out of the gate, their faces pale and their feet unsteady, as if they had been seriously ill. Among the sickly and listless crowd, two young men emerged, looking energetic. One was about ten years old, dressed in brocade and finery, while the other was dressed in plain silk and satin, only five years old, and barely reached the boy's shoulders.
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