Soon, the weather is getting cooler, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

During this time, in order to better review his homework, he consulted Master Zhao and visited his classmates, and Bu Ru lived in the town more and more frequently.

In the afternoon of this day, the autumn is crisp, the world is clear, and there are four or five people in the shop outside at this time.

Aunt Xiang is cooking powder, and Aunt Hua occasionally helps to clean up, wash dishes or something.

The grocery store guarded by Erniang was fine, and Jiang Yi was also in the grocery store at this time, sorting out some goods with Erniang.

"I went back yesterday to take a look, and the chickens and ducks at home are six or seven pounds, especially those ducks, which are very fat."

"Then tomorrow morning, I will ask Brother Zhi'er and Brother Ma to make one more trip, catch twenty or thirty chickens and ten ducks, and put them in this store to sell, and someone should buy them for the holidays."

"Okay."

Jiang Yi said again at this time; "The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am ready to give you a chicken and two boxes of pastries, what do you think?"

"It's also supposed to be, Brother Da Ma and Aunt Xiang Hua are very helpful during this time, it's good to make them happy during the holidays."

"Your Mother and Son......"

Erniang hurriedly said; "We don't want anything, you have never treated us badly in terms of food, we eat what you eat, what do we do for the chickens, do you want my mother and son to open an extra small stove?"

"Huh." Jiang Yi didn't insist, thinking that it was unnecessary to give them mother-son chickens and pastries, so it was better to wrap a red envelope for you then.

Erniang didn't know what she was thinking, so she continued to take care of herself; "But Master Zhao should give more, I think he is very attentive to the study of the Budong family."

"I still need you to say this, I naturally know."

"By the way, Brother Zhi'er brought a message, saying that Uncle Bu asked you, when will the sweet potatoes be harvested?"

Jiang Yi screamed when he heard this; "Gee, I almost forgot if he didn't ask, and it looks like I'll have to take some time to go back."

Erniang giggled for a while and asked; "What kind of crop is sweet potato? It's rare in our north, is it delicious? ”

Jiang Yi smiled playfully; "You'll be able to taste it in a while......"

The two women had a casual chat, and at this time, Bu Ru held a piece of paper in his hand and approached the store excitedly.

"Lady, look, this is the first eight-strand essay I have made, how about you take a look?"

"Why are you showing me? I should show it to Mr. Find first. Although Jiang Yi said this, she still reached out and took the article.

"This is a question given to me by my husband, I just finished writing it, and I found that he was not at home, so I showed it to you first." Bu Ru laughed.

In fact, he thinks that the articles he writes, the lady may not understand, she follows her every night to study, the words can barely be recognized, she is still her teacher, for the article, she must be even worse than herself.

However, she is her most beloved person, and whenever there is a little progress, she wants to know it as soon as possible.

That's why I showed her the finished article.

Seeing that she really looked at it seriously, as if she could understand it, Bu Ru's heart felt funny with kindness, and she stared at the pretty and lovely lady with a happy smile.

Baguwen is the only style of examination in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the previous life, and many historians say that this style imprisoned and poisoned readers for hundreds of years.

But this style of writing still has merit, otherwise it would not have been selected as the only style of writing for the examination, and it has been continued for hundreds of years, at least in the eyes of the ancients, this style is very good.

Although the Great Yong Dynasty was disconnected from history hundreds of years ago, it could not be completely disconnected from cultural inheritance, after all, culture is something that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Therefore, in this dynasty, Baguwen also existed, and it also occupied a dominant position in scientific research.

Although he hadn't studied Baguwen carefully in his previous life, Jiang Yi could still understand it.

In her previous life, as a college student, she didn't know how many papers she had written, although the classical Chinese looked obscure and awkward, but this was the first essay written by a novice, just like the first act written when she was just learning to write essays in the third grade of elementary school in her previous life, what depth can it have?

Soon she saw some errors and omissions in the article, such as the lack of proficiency in the use of rankings, the imprecise use of some words, and the empty content.

But she didn't say it.

"When Mr. comes back, let's take it to Mr. together."

"Okay." Bu Ru happily agreed.

Then he sat down in the grocery department, read his article carefully, and changed a few words.

It didn't take long for Zhao Fuzi to finally return.

The two of them followed back to the back room and presented the article.

Zhao Fuzi shook his head and looked at it again, and said with a smile; "It's the first time I've written an essay, and it's barely okay."

"But you can't solve the problem here, the title of this question is; The people will have to do the opposite. Do you understand the source and the general idea? ”

Bu Ru stood beside him in a blue robe and saluted, then straightened up and said seriously; "Understand, this sentence came from King Hui of Liang, to the effect that Zou and Lu fought at war and killed many officials, and the people turned a blind eye, and the king of Zou wanted to punish the people, and Mencius came out to stop and said; How you treat the people, how the people treat you, now everyone is just taking revenge on the former officials who oppressed them. There is also a sentence at the back, 'Jun Wu Youyan', which means that Zou Guojun should not complain about the people. ”

At this time, his figure was more upright, and he had a very attractive temperament that was unique to scholars. Jiang Yi liked it very much.

"Very good, you are well-read and memorized, which shows that you are serious about reading." Zhao Fuzi praised it with great satisfaction, this is the only disciple he has accepted, and he has always been very satisfied.

Then he added; ", but your solution to the problem is a little bad, if it were me, I would break like this'Daxian forgives Zou Min's revenge, because he knows that Zou Chen will take it for himself'"

Bu Ru secretly pondered this problem, and then said in admiration; "Master's question is really good."

Jiang Yi also secretly praised it; This is combined with the context, saying that Mencius forgave the people of Zou because he knew that the officials of Zou were self-inflicted. It is used to break the people and get the opposite, and the people are just what the officials did before, and they fight back, just right.

Zhao Fuzi continued; "During the imperial examination, the name of the sage could not be called directly, Confucius replaced it with a sage, Mencius, Zengzi, Yan Hui, etc. replaced it with a sage, and others with a sage."

Then Zhao Fuzi pointed out the shortcomings, and nodded frequently.

"This question is actually very easy, it belongs to the scope of small questions, if you don't do well in such questions, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the children's test, let alone show off your talents in the exam."

Then, he talked about the method of breaking the problem, how to break it openly, darkly, smoothly, and reversely.

also talked about the taboos of breaking the question, such as not being able to commit it in a row, and not missing the question and scolding the question.

"Writing an article is like making art, you have to do it step by step, and you have to ...... it with your heart."

"Sir is absolutely right......

Seeing that the two were chatting hotly, Jiang Yi went out to get busy.