2. Life is wrapped in coarse clothes and there is a learned temperament in my chest. I don't like chatting with the old Confucian about the bitter days of "cooking leaves", so I decided to join the scholar in the imperial examination. If you don't have money in your pocket, you won't buy a "painted face" horse, but you will look at the dazzling "choosing a husband's car". I can also boast to secular people in the exam, and my name is written in crow black on the imperial edict.