The weather in July in the north is changeable, and at dusk it is still full of colorful clouds, but at night the sky is cloudy, and lightning pierces the night sky, and the rumbling thunder comes from far and near, and the pouring rain comes in an instant.

This year's rain is very diligent, I don't know how many times there has been a rainstorm in June, but I didn't expect that in July, God still didn't have the slightest intention of slacking off. I heard that there had been a flood in Shandong for a long time, and those poor peasants were about to lose their crops.

Fortunately, the North Zhili side is a little worse, but the dry river is full of water, and there is no sign of flooding at this time.

Daddy Zhou Tie carefully repaired the house as early as the spring, and the roof was covered with a thick layer of soil, and then smeared with fine sand mixed with soil.

At this time, Zhou Zhi had already eaten dinner, reclining on the kang, listening to the crackling rain outside, and still thinking about the eight-strand essay that Che Lang would hand over to Qu Renbin tomorrow.

These are the days of waiting for the verdict.

I have been studying for almost a year, and I have read too many books in the past year, and he has read almost eight or nine out of ten books in Lu Xingchuan's home collection, studied the Four Books and Five Classics by himself, and practiced the Eight Strands of Literature with the help of Wang Ding and Fan Jin and others.

There is no famous teacher to teach, and more relies on self-study.

The experience of the afterlife, coupled with the perseverance and understanding of this life, is it not too bad? Then Mr. Qu Renbin will give himself a good review, right?

There are too many things to avoid in the eight-strand text, and there won't be anything that hasn't been noticed and stepped on a minefield, right?

Zhou Zhi knew that this was a sign of lack of self-confidence, but how could he have confidence at this time? His eight-strand essay was only reviewed by a few talents in the countryside, and he had never been in the hall of elegance.

The younger brother Zhou Shaocheng looked at the beam of the house with bare arms and blinking his small eyes at this time, and suddenly said, "Brother, when will our family build a big house?" ”

Zhou Zhi was stunned for a moment, speaking of which, according to the current price, it would only cost eight or nine taels of silver to build five blue brick houses, and with the current Zhou family's background, there is no problem in building a new house. For this reason, Zhou Zhi also persuaded his father Zhou Tie, saying that the four adobe houses would be demolished and tiled houses would be built.

But Daddy Zhou Zhi said very resolutely, "Build a brick house until you pass the Xiucai exam!" ”

What he meant was obvious, a poor peasant is a poor peasant, and no matter how much money he has now, he still has to look like a poor peasant. The Zhou family wants to turn over completely, and they have to count on Zhou Zhi to pass the Xiucai examination, so that there will be a reason to change the court at that time.

Naturally, I don't agree with Daddy Zhou Tie's thoughtfulness. But in this matter, Zhou Zhi did not argue with his father. If the house is rebuilt at home, there will be no place to live at the moment, and it will be a problem for Zhou Zhi to study.

Zhou Zhi smiled slightly, and said confidently, "Next year, our Zhou family will build a brick house, hehe!" At that time, Xiaocheng will have a separate room! ”

Zhou Zhi said this, undoubtedly saying that he must be admitted to the examination next year. At this time, although there is no self-confidence, there is determination.

The younger brother Zhou Shaocheng grinned, and soon fell asleep with great longing.

In the early morning of the second day, the heavy rain stopped early, and Zhou Zhi got up early to read and practice calligraphy.

Although he has been thinking about the eight-strand essay in his heart, once Zhou Zhi picked up the book, he forced himself to calm down and be free of distractions.

When he was tired of reading, he walked around the courtyard, went to the stables to see the two elf-like foals, and when his mind was clear and his mood was relaxed, he resumed reading.

Three days passed in this way, and in the afternoon of this day, Fan Jin, Che Lang, and Lu Xingchuan and Wei Haogu walked into the small courtyard of the Zhou family side by side.

Before Fan Jin could enter the house, he shouted loudly in the courtyard, "Brother Zhou Zhixian, great thing!" Today, the four of us will eat you once if we say anything. ”

Wei Haogu and Che Lang both came to Zhou Zhi's house for the first time, and when they saw that the Zhou family's house was so shabby, they couldn't help but admire Zhou Zhi even more.

Noble son of the poor family, this week is the authentic noble son of the poor family!

No, his house doesn't seem to have a gate, and it's not even a cold door!

But such a family is about to change its door and become a scholar.

Fan Jin spoke so excitedly, Zhou Zhi was overjoyed, and said secretly, isn't that the eight-strand article praised by Mr. Qu?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly went out of the house, clenched my fists, and said, "Four brothers, please come to the house!" ”

The four of them stood still in the courtyard, and Fan Jin's face was slightly gloomy, and he feigned anger and said, "What? Could it be that Brother Zhou Zhixian didn't hear what the old man said just now? ”

Zhou Zhi hurriedly smiled and said, "I heard it, I heard it!" But let's ask Brother Fan to make it clear! ”

"Huh! Let's go, take the silver taels, and follow me to the Zhaozhuang Tavern, let's talk as we go. Fan Jin said with a smile.

Seeing that these four people were determined to slaughter themselves today, Zhou Zhi was very happy in his heart.

Speaking of which, I should really invite them to thank them for their help in reading and writing these days.

Zhou Zhi hurriedly returned to the house, asked his mother Zhou He for two taels of silver and put them in his arms, and then came out of the house, and Fan Jin and the other four went out of the courtyard and went straight to Zhaozhuang.

Where is Fan Jin who can hide things in his heart, and without waiting for Che Lang to speak, he told Zhou Zhi in detail about what happened while walking on the road.

Che Lang went to Qingdu County to find Mr. Qu Renbin, and Che Lang first let Qu Renbin see all his own articles and Fan Jin, Wei Haogu and others. Qu Renbin commented very carefully one by one, and said that their compositions have made great progress over the years, and if they want to add more studies, they will be among the first and second class students in this year's annual examination.

Although the annual examination is an examination organized by the school officials, the marking of the papers is an instruction from each county. With the approval of Qu Renbin's old teachings, this is actually equivalent to being nine out of ten.

Che Lang was naturally very happy, and immediately thanked Qu Renbin.

However, Che Lang did not mean to leave immediately, but bowed deeply to Qu Renbin, and said, "Teacher, in fact, the student also brought an essay, but this article was written by a poor young man in the countryside, and after the student read it, he thought it was a first-class masterpiece. Why don't teachers also take a look at whether the students' vision is accurate? ”

This is Che Lang's cleverness, he did not carry thoughtful articles, nor did he say that Qu Renbin should comment, but that Qu Renbin should teach him his eyesight.

In this way, the matter of letting Qu Renbin review Zhou Zhi's eight-strand essay be transferred to himself very cleverly.

You must know that only by being able to distinguish between the good and the bad, and being able to distinguish between the good and the bad, can you be more conducive to writing a good article.

However, Qu Renbin is old and refined, where would he not understand the little Jiujiu in Che Lang's heart. can see that Che Lang is very humble and very respectful, so he hesitated and asked Che Lang to take out the article.

Qu Renbin looked at it quickly, and immediately had an expressionless face on his face.

After a long time, he asked, "Che Lang, you just said that this article was written by a poor young man in the countryside?" ”

Che Lang observed his words and looked at his expression, and hurriedly nodded, "Yes!" The students never dared to deceive the teacher, this country boy was named Zhou Zhi, and he was from Baiyue Village. ”

Qu Renbin said, "This eight-strand is titled to the very common topic of 'Zi Said', but the problem is extremely accurate, the article is very natural, and it can be inherited and the rules are very good!"

The old man has read a lot of articles about the old man in recent days, and this eight shares are slightly better in the old man's opinion! ”

Although it is a simple comment, it is all a compliment, Che Lang kept it in mind one by one, and he was happy for Zhou Zhi in his heart.

Che Lang was just about to say goodbye to Qu Renbin, but the Qu Renbin said, "You can put this article here, since it was written by a poor child in the countryside, the old man is really a little curious, what kind of young man is this?"

Che Lang, if you get the opportunity, you might as well let the country boy Zhou Zhi come to the county school for a trip, the old man really wants to meet him. ”

Obviously, Qu Renbin has a heart of love.