Zidui wore five-fingered gloves and wrote like the wind. aroused the envy of Huang Xuanhua next to him.

There is no charcoal brazier in the house of the academy, it is as cold as an ice cellar! When you listen to the lecture, you can also gather a bunch of big guys to huddle in one place to keep warm, but when you take the small test, it will be miserable, in order to prevent plagiarism, everyone's seats are far apart, and the cold wind pours in through the cracks in the window, blowing so that your hands are frozen, and you can't hold the pen at all!

Everyone else had frostbite on their fingers, but Twilight wore a pair of beautiful gloves. The black woolen gloves show five fingers, and a small yellow tiger head is embroidered on the back of the hand, but unfortunately the embroidery is a little worse, and it looks a bit like a fat cat.

In fact, Huang Xuanhua was not the only one who envied Zidui's gloves, as early as the first time he put them on, many classmates in the academy came up with this novel thing.

It's fluffy, it looks quite warm, and it must be comfortable to wear on your hands, right?

Someone offered ten taels of silver to buy the glove from Twilight, but Twilight's reaction was, of course, to ignore it...... Not to mention selling, he won't even let others touch it!

There are also people who are envious, so they went back to find their own embroidery girl, and made a pair of gloves with good cotton imitation, but no matter how beautiful the embroidery is, the cloth is cloth, and it is not easy to put on and take off, the activity is not bright, and it is not very warm.

Some people also held Huang Xuanhua to ask Ziwei what material his gloves were made of, and Huang Xiaopang took a lot of benefits for the reason, and finally gave him a sentence: woolen ...... If you say it, you don't say it!

In the examination room at this moment, Zidui is so comfortable that the cold wind has a beautiful little block written in it. In fact, when it comes to keeping warm, the woolen gloves on his hands are nothing at all! What really took care of things was the inconspicuous blue-gray jacket on his body! There's a thick layer of down in that little jacket!

Yang Zixi deliberately asked people to go to Huaizhou City to collect goose down to fill it. That's all there is to the hospital! The rest of the people in the hospital were dressed in duck down.

Goose down and duck down were worthless, and the city's restaurants killed the feathers of the fowl. It's all thrown away. But in the end, there are more people who eat duck than goose meat, and after searching for a long time, I only got enough material for one piece of clothing.

Yang Zixi commanded Sister-in-law Yu, Sister-in-law Chen, Yang Huan, Song Xiujuan and other women who could do embroidery. Before the winter, I bought a down jacket for everyone, which was light and warm. Yang Yi and the others were reluctant to wear it!

Of course, the best is naturally reserved for the little guy, but the gloves were hand-woven by Yang Zixi himself, and the color was adjusted.

Zi Du quickly transcribed the first volume of poems and began to write the second volume of strategies. Although he is only seven years old after the New Year this year, Dean Sima requires him to participate in the Autumn Festival. The scientific examination is tried every three years, and no one can guarantee that they will be able to pass the township, meeting, and palace three tests at one time, and it is always good to practice earlier.

Dean Sima, who was invigilating the exam, slowly paced to Zidui, watching him drop neat and beautiful small characters on the rice paper. I couldn't help but feel more and more happy in my heart. Although this child's temperament is a little weird, he can't stand the extreme intelligence of people, from just entering school and not knowing a few big characters, to now being able to transcribe strategies in small letters, but it's only been a year! He understands almost once he teaches, listens to it once, and learns everything without any effort! Although the content of the current policy is not well received, it is already rare at the age of seven. Even the middle three yuan is not necessarily a difficult thing!

Thinking of this, Dean Sima couldn't help but have a headache again. Although Zidui is a good child, his sister Yang Zixi doesn't seem to be very willing for him to go on a career path. The old dean once talked to Yang Zixi about the next practice, and Zidu's level should be able to end next fall. But he was rejected by Yang Zixi!

What did the girl say?

Oh! That's right! She said: "Instead of 10,000 people crowding the single-plank bridge and going to work for His Majesty the Emperor as a courtier, it is better to be chic by yourself." Live freely. She also said: "There is no need for her brother to grovel to be an official, and when he grows up." It's up to him to decide his own life! ”

This...... What kind of bullshit theory is it?!

Dean Sima was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, everything is inferior, only reading is high! Don't you understand this truth? Yang Zixi is a female doll in the end. I am still a child, so I can't think about the problem in the long run! What does it mean to work for His Majesty the Emperor as a courtier, it is better to be chic by yourself? What does it mean to be a groveling official? Serving the country and showing one's ambition is the ideal and persistence of every literati! What does a female doll know?!

Since you are not ready to go on a career path, what are you doing sending your children to the academy?!

But at this moment, if Dean Sima drove Zidu, a good seedling, out of the academy, he would be reluctant! It is rare for a child like a Wenqu star to come once in thousands of years, which one can let go of Mr.?

Seeing that the sister who said that he couldn't move the child, Dean Sima was ready to work from Zidui himself. When he asked Zi Du what he was studying for, Zi Du replied: In order to make my sister Yang Zixi have no reason to keep chattering in her ears!

What a wonderful brother and sister this is! The old dean almost fell to his knees!

Not! Now this child is less than seven years old! Not yet enlightened! As long as he guides himself slowly, he will understand after all! Reading is for the title of the gold list! In order to rise to the top and be a master! ~

Of course, Zidui didn't know the seedling plan that the old dean around him was thinking about, and he didn't have the slightest consciousness of being a seed player of Nanhuai Academy. What he was thinking about at the moment was to finish the small exam papers early and pack up his things before returning to the hospital.

Zixi promised the conditions he prescribed yesterday, as long as he continues to be the first in the small exam this time, he will take a month's leave for him and go back to the medical center to review his books!

It's so cold in the academy! Dean Sima supported thousands of students, but he could not afford to buy charcoal for the winter, and the scholars did not have the physical strength to go up the mountain to cut down trees, so the students were allowed to return home on their own in winter, but those who returned home had to reach the first grade or above in the primary examination.

The first class is just a simple game for Zidui, and Zixi's requirements for him are not limited to this, the saddest thing in the life of Xueba's younger brother is that when others pass sixty points, your standard line will always be above ninety.

After writing the last word in a hurry, Zi Du received the last stroke perfectly, and then he spread out the test paper and waited for the ink to dry.

In boredom, he glanced around, most of the people in the room had just finished filling out the poems, and the little fat man Huang Xuanhua was already extremely fast, but he had just started to talk about it, and he was scratching his ears and cheeks and biting the pen.

He didn't feel that his heart was dark, how could these mortals with fish lips compare with me?

(I came back late from overtime today, so I'll give you a short gentleman first, and I'll make up for it tomorrow, I'm sorry.) (To be continued......)