Lin Bo felt that although he didn't have much hope, since he had come, he still wanted to try his best.
Even if he passed the Tong Jinshi examination, it would be better than just being a Juren. It was known that a few years ago, he had never expected himself to become a Juren and come to the capital to participate in the imperial examination.
"Cousin, you don't have to be so self-deprecating, you still have some hope."
During this period, Lin Yan analyzed many official gazettes for him and offered several solutions.
Perhaps Lin Bo's literary talent was not as good as others, but Lin Bo, who was good at making friends, had insights that those scholars who studied behind closed doors could not compare to.
The examiners this time were of a more practical kind, and Lin Bo was not without hope. However, he would do his best and leave the rest to fate.
However, after Lin Yan had been tutoring Lin Bo for such a long time, she suddenly felt that she could start a class to teach, specifically tutoring those scholars who were preparing for the imperial examinations.
This world valued the imperial examinations so much that as long as one passed, even if they were only a Tong Sheng, their fate would be completely different.
If such a class really produced a few successful candidates, it would definitely earn a lot of money. Or one could say it would be a fortune to be made daily.
Just like Maolin Academy, it made many people aspire to it.
Maolin Academy was for learning knowledge, divided into examination classes and non-examination classes. Her class would only focus on how to take the exams, serving as a cram session before the examination, and should have good prospects.
Then, she could have Lin Bo collect articles from those on the honor roll, and create something like "Ten Years of Imperial Examinations, Five Years of Practice," to give the newly appointed Jinshi a little extra income, and she wouldn't have to worry about money anymore.
"Don't try to encourage me like this, I know my own level. But I will do my best, and even if I don't pass, I will be very satisfied."
Lin Bo was very open-minded. If he didn't pass this time, he would find another academy, teach and continue to study, waiting for three years later.
"It's not encouragement, and cousin indeed has a chance." Lin Yan then began to analyze his chances of passing.
As he listened, Lin Bo also felt that he did indeed have a chance, and became more confident in himself.
Two days before the imperial examination, a butler-like person delivered a thick fur coat. The leather of the coat was soft, and the fur was extremely smooth, clearly of the finest quality.
Lin Yan knew who had sent it and didn't ask any more questions. She carefully put the coat away, waiting to take it into the examination hall for the imperial examination.
Lin Bo was also very surprised to see the coat, but since Lin Yan said nothing, he did not inquire, assuming it was from his teacher, Lin Yan.
When it was time to enter the examination hall for the imperial examination, Lin Yan put on the fur coat, which was deliberately made much larger.
In fact, she was not afraid of the cold, but she could not show any abnormality.
This year's imperial examination was not very smooth. For the first few days, the sun was shining. The spring breeze was gentle, and everyone was very fortunate that the imperial examination was warm this year.
However, on the fourth day of the imperial examination, the sky suddenly became overcast, and it snowed that night. The snow fell for a whole night. By the next morning, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground.
Many candidates, due to the snow the night before, did not have time to add layers of clothing, or their brought clothes were not warm enough, and they directly caught a cold.
Although the yamen runners quickly provided charcoal fires for these examinees, it was too late.
Lin Yan and Lin Bo were wrapped in thick fur coats and did not feel much of the cold. Lin Bo felt a bit unwell when he woke up in the morning, so he added a few more slices of ginger to his kettle.
He brewed a pot of thick ginger soup, and after drinking it, he felt his body start to warm up, dispelling the cold from his body.
Fearing that he might still fall ill, he took another pill of the medicine Lin Yan had prepared for him. By the time he started working on the exam papers, he no longer felt the grogginess he had when he first woke up, but instead felt his mind was incredibly clear.
This snow caused doctors in the capital to be very busy, but the Lin siblings did not need to call a doctor.
Those who had taken Lin Yan's medicine before and were also participating in this year's imperial examination came to ask Lin Yan for medicine. Lin Yan did not refuse. Looking at their grateful expressions, she felt that these people could be considered her connections.
Originally, Lin Bo's chances of passing were not very high, but this snow had actually increased his chances.
This made Lin Yan have to lament her cousin's luck. Perhaps Lin Bo's ranking this time might not be bad, at least he wouldn't be ranked below Sun Shan.
After the imperial examination ended, everyone anxiously awaited the results. Because of the heavy snow, many people started crying as soon as they left the examination hall, and some were even carried out without finishing the exam.
Lin Yan also witnessed the cruelty of the ancient imperial examination system. Many Juren, with white hair, still traveled thousands of miles to take the exam.
There were even quite a few people wearing only single layers of clothing. Their attire clearly indicated that their lives were not prosperous.
This heavy snow truly hindered the path of commoners entering the officialdom. After all, the imperial examinations required wearing only three layers of clothing, and only single layers, not padded or layered clothes.
Wealthy families or official families could afford to buy fur clothing, like the one received before the exam.
The coat was made very large, and could be used as a blanket at night, so even though it snowed heavily at night, Lin Yan did not feel particularly cold.
The coldness experienced by those commoners who could only wear three layers of single clothing could be imagined.
As the imperial examination examiners were intensely grading the papers, in a luxurious palace, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe was looking at a black-clothed man kneeling before him.
"You're saying that woman is dead?" His voice revealed no emotion.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"When did this happen? Why wasn't it reported earlier?"
"My subordinates had been focusing on the Prince and did not pay attention to a concubine in the Prince's manor." He wanted to explain, but he also knew that this was their oversight.
"Heh, she really is lucky to be alive!"
The black-clothed man knelt there, his body trembling slightly. This was their negligence, and they didn't know the emperor's mood or what punishment he would mete out.
They didn't understand why the emperor insisted on monitoring Prince Yingchuan, but they had been monitoring him for many years and had found no signs of rebellion, which was why they had relaxed their vigilance.
Moreover, she was just a concubine in the back courtyard. Although she was a gift from the emperor, how many women had the emperor given to Prince Yingchuan? Therefore, they had not realized the importance of this woman at all.
It was only when the emperor personally inquired about the woman's whereabouts that they discovered that she had died without them realizing it.