He just felt that it was similar, and perhaps it was really as the book said, a heavy rainstorm was coming.
More and more people came to wash up in the morning, and the soldiers kept a close eye on everyone to prevent students from communicating with each other.
After Xiao Moer and Hua Ziyun separated, they each returned to their dormitories.
After breakfast, as gongs and drums sounded, the yamen runners distributed the papers. Xiao Moer glanced at the questions, which were similar to the children's exams, covering the Four Books and Five Classics.
After reviewing the question, I thought about it for a while, made a draft in my mind, and then started writing.
When Xiao Moer finished writing an article, he put down his pen, stretched his arms, and looked up to see the sky gradually darkening. He looked up to see dark clouds pressing down on the horizon, and the air became increasingly hot and humid.
Meanwhile, Hua Ziyun finished writing an article and was about to take a break when he noticed the change in the sky. He was surprised to see dark clouds covering the sky.
It’s really going to rain heavily!
Xiao Moer stood up and checked the roof of his dormitory again. There were no holes. He carefully covered the completed paper with oilcloth. After finishing, he began to write again. When he was halfway through, a strong wind suddenly blew up outside, blowing up the sand on the ground, and many students were caught off guard.
Xiao Moer squinted his eyes, held the test paper with one hand and covered his eyes with the other.
"What a strong wind!"
"Look at the sky, it's going to rain."
"What bad luck! It's raining."
…
From time to time, low complaints could be heard from the cell. Perhaps the noise was too loud, so the patrolling yamen runners started to scold them.
"Quiet, quiet, don't make any noise."
The low voices of discussion gradually died down under the scolding of the yamen runners.
In the main hall, officials led by Governor Zhou sat inside. After the gust of wind passed, one of them said, "It looks like it's going to rain, and quite a bit."
"Raining is normal," some officials said without taking it seriously.
The invigilators had seen this happen many times. It was raining, so the exam went on as usual.
However, Prefect Zhou was a little worried, wondering whether the Eighth Prince could bear it.
While they were discussing, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky. The rumbling sound scared all the officials in the hall into shutting up.
The wind was blowing fiercely, and in an instant, heavy rain began to fall. The suddenness of the wind and rain caught many students who were answering questions off guard.
"My paper."
Xiao Moer heard a wailing sound coming from next door.
"Oh my god, my paper is wet."
"The rain is coming in."
…
The students were hurriedly packing up their papers. Many of them got rain on their papers in the process, which spread the ink, and the completed papers were instantly invalidated.
When Xiao Moer saw the sky change color, he made preparations, stopped writing early, and covered the paper with oilcloth to prevent it from getting wet by rain.
Hua Ziyun on the other side did the same. He put away the test papers early and placed them on the narrow bed to avoid them being ruined.
There are many students who do the same as them, but there are also many students who want to catch up with the progress and do not make any preparations when the heavy rain comes, which ruins their papers.
Little Moer could hear wailing cries coming from the mouths of those students. If the paper had smudges of ink or was not clean and crisp, it would be put aside, which was equivalent to failing the exam.
Now they can only pray that the heavy rain will go away quickly so that they have enough time to write a new one.
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