Xu Yan is still very clear about his catties.

There were many coincidental factors for him to win the first place in the primary three levels before, and with the more support of the examiner, everything seemed to come naturally.

But this does not mean that Xu Yan's hard power is the first in Ningbo.

With Xu Yan's current strength to participate in the Autumn Festival, he may not be able to stabilize the Chinese style.

Qian Dehong is a generation of Confucianism and writes splendid articles.

Xu Yan's eight-share level can be greatly improved in a short period of time, all thanks to Mr. Qian's support.

In this case, if Xu Yan wants to go further, he naturally wants Mr. Qian to help.

As for Qian Dehong, he naturally knows this.

To be honest, Xu Yan's eight-strand literary level is not outstanding, at most it can only be regarded as middle and upper-middle.

But he just likes this student from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it's because Xu Yan is very talented in poetry, or maybe it's because Xu Yan is different from the other students he admitted.

Qian Dehong's career has long since ended, and he has nothing to do but write books and make speeches.

So he wanted to instill all his ideas about political affairs to Xu Yan, hoping that Xu Yan would one day be able to exert his fists in the officialdom and fulfill his wishes.

It can be said that Xu Yan is his sustenance.

So Qian Dehong really treats Xu Yan as his own child, and even is closer than his own child to some extent.

"Autumn is not as good as a small test like the children's exam, and how many people have been preparing for decades are still difficult to Chinese. Especially in a place like Zhejiang, where culture and education are thriving, it is not easy to stand out. ”

Qian Dehong paused and said, "But you are talented, although your foundation is a little thin." But it's not all without opportunities. ”

Xu Yan was overjoyed when he heard this.

As long as the teacher is optimistic about him, it proves that there is hope for everything.

"Please also ask the teacher to teach me."

Qian Dehong was very satisfied with Xu Yan's attitude.

He stroked his beard and said.

"As I told you before, each examiner has his own temperament and temperament, and his style of writing is also different. In this case, the style of the questions they come up with will be very different. ”

"But the chief examiners of the township examination are all appointed temporarily, so you don't need to drill the camp in this regard."

Xu Yanxin said I really know who the examiner of the Zhejiang Township Examination in the twenty-ninth year of Jiajing is, but I can't say it.

"The safest way to do this is to brush up on the questions. The more questions you brush, the higher the probability of passing the township test. ”

Xu Yan couldn't help but be disappointed.

Unexpectedly, the teacher was still ready to let him use the question sea tactic.

Although he had also trained for a short period of time before, it was not for long. That's a month in total.

If this is a year of special training according to the previous intensity, Xu Yan will have to lose his skin if he doesn't die.

"Teacher, there is no other way?"

"There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea."

Qian Dehong said without hesitation.

Xu Yanxin said Okay, it seems that this is the only way.

"Then you will have to bother the teacher."

Previously, Qian Dehong personally grasped Xu Yan's learning, which can be described as a hand-in-hand teaching, and this time it is naturally the same.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, if you're idle, you'll be idle, so I'll point you out. ”

Xu Yan wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this.

How awkward it sounds!

"Good boy, the amount of special training this time is much larger than before. You have to be ready. ”

Before the sea tactics began, Qian Dehong was here to remind Xu Yan, which made the young man feel a chill.

Oh my God, is the good life going to say goodbye to him?

Everything is for the township test, as long as the autumn can be Chinese, it is worth it!

Xu Yan could only comfort himself like this.

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...

After three days in a row, Xu Yan was dizzy and exhausted by Mr. Qian's special training.

In order to ensure that his mentality is not affected, Xu Yan decided to write a new book in the midst of hardship.

Following the success of "Journey to the West" and "The Peony Pavilion", Xu Yan set his sights on "Dream of Red Mansions".

Compared with the first two books, there is no doubt that "Dream of Red Mansions" is the most artistic.

Just those poems in it are enough to establish its position in the world.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Yan felt a little distressed.

As soon as the book came out, many of the poems became unusable.

However, considering the huge economic value, Xu Yan still decided to put Fengya behind.

Although "Dream of Red Mansions" is not Xu Yan's research direction, he is still very familiar with this famous book.

Some areas need to be changed secretly to avoid some risks.

After all, Emperor Jiajing is a little cautious, so he should be careful.

Xu Yanzheng was enjoying writing by himself, but he didn't know that Mr. Qian suddenly appeared behind him.

"What are you writing about, boy? Take it for the teacher to see. ”

Xu Yan was almost half frightened to death, clutching his chest and panting: "Teacher, can you walk with some sound." ”

Qian Dehong pursed his lips and said, "What's the matter, you still dislike being a teacher?" ”

Xu Yan hurriedly said: "That can't." You're thinking too much. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Yan still handed the manuscript to Qian Dehong.

Mr. Qian picked up the manuscript and looked at it, only to see the three big characters of "Stone Records" at the beginning.

Continuing to look down, Qian Dehong couldn't help nodding frequently.

Qian Dehong's artistic attainments are extremely high, and a high-level work like "Dream of Red Mansions" naturally wins his favorite.

"Good boy, you wrote all this?"

"Uh..."

Xu Yan didn't know how to answer for a while.

The previous two books were written by others under the pretense of being written by others, and this one was originally intended to be so.

I never thought that the teacher suddenly killed him and caught him off guard.

If you say that this book was not written by him, does it feel like you are talking nonsense with your eyes open?

"Indeed, it was written by the students."

Xu Yan swallowed and said, "Teacher, can you not tell outsiders about this matter?" ”

Qian Dehong squinted his eyes and said, "What's wrong, I'm afraid that others will be jealous?" ”

Xu Yan wanted to sleep, but someone handed him a pillow, and hurriedly followed the conversation and said, "The teacher is wise." ”

"I know you're thinking about it."

Qian Dehong stroked his beard and said, "Young people know that it is a good thing to rein in their edge. But you can't wear out all the sharpness. ”

"And this thing..."

"Don't worry. As a teacher, nothing has happened to this day. ”

After receiving Mr. Qian's assurance, Xu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Master."

"But if you write a new chapter in the future, you should show it to the teacher immediately."

Who knew that Mr. Qian immediately put forward the conditions.

Of course, Xu Yan had no reason to refuse this condition, and hurriedly patted his chest and promised: "Teacher, rest assured, the student assures that you are the first person to see "The Story of the Stone" except for myself." ”

"That's pretty much it."

Qian Dehong nodded and said, "I happen to be a teacher who wants to go out for a walk, are you willing to go along?" ”

Xu Yan had been staying in the academy and writing articles was about to go crazy, so he hurriedly said: "The teacher has a life and dares not to obey." ”

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