After signing the contract, He Shaoyun thought about it and said to Zhou Xuhai: "Big brother, there is one more thing to do." The construction of our new soap workshop is about to begin, and the shopkeeper and the big brother of the bookkeeper must be selected as soon as possible. ”

"In the position of shopkeeper, I think there is Brother Lao Xian."

"I'm just a shallow learner, and I didn't read much when I was young, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." He Shaoyun said.

"Don't shirk the virtuous brother, the position of shopkeeper belongs to you. As for the tent, I'll go back and look for it, but I'm not in a hurry now. ”

He Shaoyun saw that he really let him take the position, so he no longer shirked, so he agreed.

In the blink of an eye, He Zhiyuan has been in this world for a month. When he woke up, he took a month's leave from the state school. The holiday was coming to an end, and his father had already urged him to pack up and go to study in the city.

In the Ming Dynasty, government-run schools were divided into three categories, namely Social Studies, Fuzhou Prefecture Schools, and Guozijian. Social studies are generally in local villages and towns, which is equivalent to modern primary and junior high schools; The state capital state school is generally located in the administrative residence of each prefecture and county, which is equivalent to a modern high school; Guozijian is located in Nanjing and Beijing, which is equivalent to a modern university. Like He Zhiyuan, after being admitted to the show, he will go to the state school in Juzhou City to study.

There are three classes of state students, including abiotics, hyperplasias, and epiphytics. Those who are provided with meals by the government are called Di Shan Sheng, referred to as Di Sheng; The increase in the number of people other than the quota is called the increase of students, referred to as the increase of life; In addition to the birth and hyperplasia, the number of places is increased, and it is attached to the end of all beings, which is called attached to the student, referred to as the epistudent.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Fuzhou Prefecture School had strict management of students and required attendance every day. Therefore, students must go to the state school every day to study and study, and they need to ask for leave if they have something.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the finances of various places were tight, and the management of students was not so strict. For example, the government needs to provide meals, and if the students ask for leave, of course the state school is willing, but you don't come every day, and in the late Ming Dynasty, some local governments even encouraged the students to study at home.

He Zhiyuan has been worried about this matter these days, in his previous life, he was a standard science student, and what he didn't like the most was the kind of crepe "Zhihu", which sounded dizzy. But now he had to go to "Zhihu also". Of course, he can ask for leave again, and the teachings of the state will gladly agree, but his father will not have a good time.

Although the imperial examination is the best way to go to the upper class, he did not come to this world to take the imperial examination, but to impart modern knowledge to the scholars of the Ming Dynasty, so that they can slowly change the world.

All day, he sat at home trying to figure out how to explain his father's idea of not going to the state to study.

While he was meditating, a memory came alive in his mind. In his previous life, when his son was doing his graduation thesis, he went to the archives to check the materials, and at that time, his son secretly took a photo with his mobile phone in the archives, which was an article by Zhao Nai, Xinyouke Township, Shandong Province, in the fourteenth year of Hongzhi.

When he got home, his son showed it off, and he took a cursory look at it at the time. When I recall it now, the more I think about it, the clearer it becomes, and I can even memorize it. This is the result of the future man's own memory enhancement, right? Otherwise, he would not be able to remember a single word based on his virtue of immunity to ancient texts.

With this article, isn't it equivalent to giving him exam questions in advance? And there are standard answers, so why not miss the test?

In the evening, He Zhiyuan found his father and said, "Dad, now we will start to build a new workshop at home, and we will produce soap after we build a workshop." I also saw a lot of new things in that strange book, and they had to be created slowly. So I don't have time to go to the state to study. Besides, you also need a helper by your side, so I don't want to go to study for now, and then I will go to study when our various workshops are built and the money and food are abundant. What do you think? ”

"That's not good, it's still important to study, and I'll take the township exam next year, and there is still more than a year to go. During this time, you have to study hard, and no matter how many things you have at home, you can't delay your study. With me and your folks, you can help me. ”

"Dad, I don't go to state school, stay at home to study, and next year's township exam will also guarantee that people will be promoted in the exam."

"Don't talk big, some talents have not been successful in the exam for decades, and you passed the exam the first time?"

"Guaranteed to pass the exam, I feel that my memory has improved significantly since I woke up last time. It's the same when I study at home, and I read those books when I go to school in the state. If I don't get into school next year, I will study in the state school for three years and then take the exam. I'm young and have a lot of opportunities, so I don't care about this once. ”

He Shaoyun heard his son say this and felt that there was some truth. I thought that if you don't get into it next year, you won't be so complacent, and you will naturally go to study in a down-to-earth manner. Besides, judging from his performance in the past month, he is indeed very different from before, and he is really inseparable from him now.

Thinking of this, he said: "If you don't get high next year, you will have to study in the state for three years." However, you can't slack off at home, and you must seize the time to work hard. ”

"Okay, thank you, Dad! Tomorrow I will go to the state school to ask for leave. He Zhiyuan said happily.

Li Huaicai sat on his stomach in front of the desk in the school hall, with books on the table, and his hands under the table playing with a small abacus. As the students read aloud, their mouths were muttering to the rhythm of the students.

He is one year younger than He Zhiyuan, but now he has not even taken the county exam, and there are still three exams before Xiucai in the exam, so he can be said to be a senior repeater.

He didn't like to memorize these obscure words, and he didn't like the old gentleman's dull and boring classroom atmosphere. For him, going to school is an ordeal, a torment. But he is not stupid, but a quirky, responsive, and lively bear child.

Digging birds up trees, catching fish in the river, fighting funny, naughty and mischievous, it is common to be beaten by Mr.'s board, but he often makes Mr. so angry that he curls his beard. His classmates all nicknamed him "Li Bad Cai".

Li Huaicai, stand up and recite the Analects. For Politics! Mr. had long seen that Li Huaicai, who was indiscriminate, had not read it carefully, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Mr. is an old talent who has not been lifted for many years, surnamed Wang, his name is good, and the word is lifted. Nearly 60 years old, he has been teaching at this school for more than four years. He and Li Huaicai entered this academy almost at the same time, but one old and one young, one teacher and one apprentice.

Zi said: "For politics and morality, such as Beichen, live in its place and all the stars are together." Zi said: "Three hundred poems, in a word, say: 'Thinking is innocent'." Zi said: "The way is to govern, and all are punished, and the people are free and shameless." ...... of the Road ...... of the Way"

"The way is virtuous, the way is polite, shameful and qualified!" The gentleman reminded sharply: "Li Huaicai, you are really Huaicai, more than four years, twenty Analects, you can't even memorize the second one, it's really rotten wood!" Reach out! ”

At night, Li Huaicai was secretly stroking the swollen palm that was beaten, while thinking about the ghost idea of spoofing Mr. He has played all the tricks of pasting on the chair, sticking notes on the back, and putting an inkstone on the door, and the old gentleman has already dealt with the tricks, and he is eating the board again. If you want to do it this time, you have to make it so that he doesn't know, and you have to make it the next big.

The next morning, after breakfast, Li Huaicai arrived at the school hall early, he was not so active in going to school, but went to the school hall to observe his every move. See what opportunities there are, this kid has a lot of ideas, and he also knows the truth of "knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles".

Just as he was quietly wandering around the courtyard of the school, he found that Mr. had gone to the latrine. He crept around to the back of the latrine and slowly climbed up the back wall.

At this time, the gentleman was squatting on the edge of the manure pit of the latrine, and his hands were pulling back a small tree as thick as his wrist to work hard, and it turned out that the old gentleman had constipation. Seeing Mr. Chugong's divine operation, this bad boy has an idea. Before class started, he sneaked home, grabbed a knife and went back to the school.

At noon, when he was in class, he felt that Izuku had not yet come in the morning, and a wave of stool struck him, so he asked the students to study on their own, and hurried to the toilet.

Li Huaicai, who had been fidgeting and paying attention to his every move, saw Mr. go to the toilet from the window. He knew there was a lot of fun, so he whispered to one of his friends next to him. Then the two of them slipped out of the room and went around to the back wall of the latrine, and the two climbed up the wall, revealing their two heads, quietly, while laughing silently, while looking forward to it.

At this time, Wang Dejin knew nothing, and as usual, he tried to pull the small tree in front of him backwards with both hands. I saw that he was getting harder and harder, and the little tree was getting more and more bent. It's almost high, it's almost high, and it's going to be happy right away. Just when the high tide is about to be reached, the small tree "clicks" with a crisp sound, and the trunk breaks in response! The king sat down backwards, and the thin, half-pit of filth splattered everywhere, smearing the walls with dung, and his body was splattered with filth. That scene makes me feel sour when I think about it! The two people on the wall finally couldn't help laughing, jumped off the wall and ran quickly......

When Wang Dejin heard the laughter, he was ashamed and angry, embarrassed and indignant, without thinking about it, he also knew that it was Li Huaicai again. When he got up, he looked at the small tree and found that the root of the small tree had been cut by a knife, and then buried it with soil, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't pay attention.

He immediately understood that this was Li Huaicai's ghost idea, and it was specifically aimed at him! "It's too much, it's too much! Insult Sven, insult Sven! Shaft, shaft! Rotten wood, rotten wood! He was so angry that he was incoherent.

hurriedly returned to his room, washed and wiped, hurriedly changed into clean clothes, didn't attend class, and didn't care about the students, so he went directly to He Shaoyun's house. Because He Shaoyun is the lieutenant chief, he is now in charge of the big and small things in this village, and it is most appropriate for him to deal with this matter.

He Shaoyun saw Wang Dejin's sudden visit, and his face was obviously angry, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly invited him to the house and ordered his family to serve tea.

Wang Dejin sat on the chair, his face was blue, he didn't say a word, his body was still trembling slightly with anger, and there was a faint smell on his body.

Seeing this, He Shaoyun cautiously asked, "What is the matter with Mr. coming here, but the students of the academy are stubborn, which makes Mr. angry?" ”

"He Lichang, I'm going to quit!"