The spring is cold, a drop of ice rain.

Zhu Ping'an finished writing the second eight-strand pen, just in time to see a drop of ice rain outside hit the ground, and the soldiers outside shrank their necks.

It's raining!

Zhu Ping'an looked up and took a closer look at his house, well, yes, although it is a stinky number, but the structure of the house is good, especially the top floor has just been repaired, and the rain insulation layer is also very well arranged, so there is no need to worry about rain leakage.

So, Zhu Ping'an took out the umbrella he was bringing from his bag, stretched it out, pointed to his umbrella to the soldier who was shrunken outside, and then put it on the wall outside the house.

Whether you use it or not, you can do it yourself.

After putting down the umbrella, Zhu Ping'an stopped caring and continued to work on the question.

This is the last four-book title, and the title is also decent, from a sentence in "Mencius": "Confucius climbed the East Mountain and Xiaolu".

This sentence is very simple, which means that Confucius climbed the East Mountain, looked down, and felt that the country of Lu was small. Simple is simple, but it is not so simple to write a smooth eight-strand essay according to this sentence, if you really want to write according to the surface meaning of this sentence, you can't write a travelogue of Confucius climbing Dongshan.

This topic should be understood in the full text, the full text of this sentence is like this, Mencius said: "Confucius climbed the East Mountain and Xiaolu, climbed Mount Tai and the world, so it is difficult for those who look at the sea to be water, and it is difficult for those who swim in the gate of the sage to speak." If you have the skill to watch the water, you must watch it. The sun and the moon are bright, and the light will shine. Flowing water is also a thing, and it is not possible to do it without Yingke; The ambition of a gentleman is also in the way, and it is not up to the rules. ”

Seeing this sentence, Zhu Ping'an thought of Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi, when the old man Zhu read the chapter of "Mencius", made a note in the corner: "This chapter says that the way of the sage is great and has a foundation, and those who learn it will be able to reach it gradually." What Old Man Zhu meant was that the Confucian doctrine established by the sage was lofty and broad, and it had its roots, and those who studied must follow the law of learning step by step, so as to achieve the lofty realm of the Confucian doctrine established by the sage.

What Zhu Xi said was not an ordinary word. This is the golden rule in the imperial examination room, the Ming Taizu Hongwu two years (1369) of the imperial examination to Zhu Xi and other "pass on the note as the sect".

Zhu Ping'an pondered for a moment, and then he had an idea, so follow Zhu Xi's words. As a text to solve the problem, let's expand the discussion.

Outside, the rain was getting tighter, and the "crackling" was getting heavier and heavier, with the residual chill of winter, driven by the whining of the north wind. Lili is miserable, like crying and complaining, and the tribute courtyard is everywhere, overwhelmingly venting to the fullest.

The invigilator outside was holding the umbrella that Zhu Ping'an gave him at the moment, watching his nearby colleagues trembling in the wind and rain, he was very happy, and he was extremely grateful to Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting on the stinking horn, and looked at Zhu Ping'an with gratitude.

However, Zhu Ping'an was completely immersed in his ink-stained world, which made the soldier waste his grateful eyes.

Dip in ink. Zhu Ping'an left the breaking sentence of this eight-strand article:

"The Holy Way is great and has a foundation, and scholars will come gradually."

After solving the problem, Zhu Ping'an did not add points, waved the eight strands of this article, and expanded the discussion according to Zhu Xi's words, advocating Confucianism all the way, greatly touting it, and comparing Confucianism to the lofty Mount Tai, to the vast sea, and to the glorious sun and moon. Of course, there are roots and origins. Then he emphasized that those who want to study should start from scratch and work step by step. That's pretty much it, and I wrote this eight-strand article.

Up here. The three questions of this exam have been written, and the remaining four questions should all be the five classics and eight strands. The eight-strand essay of the Five Classics is relatively simple, this is Zhu Ping'an's experience in doing the eight-strand text, which is completely a matter of personal preference.

Zhu Ping'an opened the test paper and continued to look down.

There were no surprises, and the remaining four questions were all about the Pentateuch. It's not that hard. Zhu Ping'an read the four questions in one go, and his thoughts spread along the sound of the dripping rain outside.

The rain fell on the eaves, ticking, and there seemed to be some cheerful feeling in the crisp sound...... Zhu Ping'an's thoughts also left with it, and the sound of the ticking rain deeply caused the ripples of this literary thought, and the waves spread out quietly and silently.

The thought was smooth, and Zhu Ping'an continued to do it.

In this way, in the rain, a teenager wearing a mask tirelessly splashed ink.

On rainy days, the smell in the toilet is stronger, and there are several stinky names like Zhu Ping'an in Gongyuan. Most people don't want to smoke it, and don't want it to vomit. Another person couldn't hold on and was sent to the Ming Jing Building by the invigilator. The rest of those who are still holding on are also pale and crumbling.

But Zhu Ping'an was wearing a mask, and he didn't seem to be affected by the stinky number next door at all, splashing ink, extremely smooth, as if he was in the midst of birds and flowers. Every candidate who goes to the toilet passes by Zhu Ping'an, and is always shocked by Zhu Ping'an's splashing of ink in the stinky number.

"There is a board axe under the bed, and a dojo in the screw shell."

Ordinary people feel like this, just like playing with an axe under the bed, or doing a dojo spell in a conch, they all feel powerful and have nowhere to perform. Because the eight-strand text strictly limits the format and number of words, each sentence has a fixed style, queue duality and so on.

However, Zhu Ping'an felt that he was at ease at this moment, and where he wanted and where he fell, it was completely in line with the various requirements of Bagu.

In one breath, Zhu Ping'an finished writing two five-way classics and eight-strands of literature before he stopped writing, and his stomach churned uncontrollably.

So, Zhu Ping'an stretched out his hand to signal, received the "Gong card", and hung a linoleum cloth as a curtain in front of his house to prevent the wind and rain from blowing into his house when going to the toilet and wetting the test papers, and put all his test papers and straw paper into the test paper bag and hung them on the wall, and then went out of the house to the toilet next door.

Although I have a mask, I still can't help but smell when I enter the toilet.

Of course, if you don't have a mask, it's stinking. The toilet is also very unclean, unlike our modern toilets, there is a flush toilet or something, it is a squatting tunnel, and it can't be flushed, anyway, it can't bear to look at it directly.

There was also toilet paper in it, which was very rough straw paper.

Zhu Ping'an almost solved the problem as fast as he could in his life, and then returned to his house.

At this time, it was about four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was getting darker and darker outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Just then, a terrible howl was heard outside.

"Cao, it's leaking! Oh my rolls! ”

Then I saw a candidate shouting like crazy outside the number room, jumping and screaming, three or five soldiers couldn't hold it down, and finally it was six or seven soldiers who controlled it, and then escorted to the Ming Jing Building to wait for disposal.

Unlucky children, it should be that the paper is wet due to rain leakage, and if the paper is wet, there will be traces, and then the test paper will be invalid, and the exam will be invalid, and the exam will be invalid. Therefore, it is inevitable that this child will be like this.

In this way, it seems that the stinky number is not so unlucky. Zhu Ping'an wore a mask and smiled self-deprecatingly. (To be continued.) )