There are a total of three rankings for admission to the palace examination, the first and second grades are given to the Jinshi background, and the third class is given to the same Jinshi background.

It's just one word, and the treatment is very different.

There is an old saying, with a jinshi, such as a lady. Although the top three are also the title of the gold list, they are inferior in officialdom at the beginning, and it is difficult to reach a high position in the future.

Therefore, Bai Ash has already planned, unless there is a certain certainty to take the test, if you don't take the second grade, you will wait for three years to retake the test, in short, the initial attribute value must be full, and the later development will not be biased.

When she was in a fugue, Chu Zijing was also thinking, could it be that he had been at home for too long and didn't understand the outside world?

Although the top three are looked down upon by the top two, and there is no future for officials, there may be no one in ten thousand who may pass the exam, and more people who are dying of old age can't pass the Jinshi, how old is she who dares to say such a big thing?

He reached out the door, "Get out." ”

Bai Shen hung his head and went out, waited outside the door for a while, knocked on the door and came in, and sat opposite Chu Zijing again.

Chu Zijing: "Are you sober?" ”

White Ash: "Sober." ”

Chu Zijing: "Say your plan again." ”

"First take the middle school children's exam, then show talents, and the rest will be talked about later."

Chu Zijing nodded, "The son can be taught." Seeing that she was a little low, he couldn't help but knock her head with a book, "A gentleman wants to be quick to say what he says and quick to do, no matter what you think in your heart, you shouldn't say it before you are completely incapable of doing it!" ”

"The disciple remembered."

The ancients were very particular about believing in words and deeds, low-key and introverted, Chu Heng's behavior can be called arrogant in Chu Zijing's opinion, but she is only seven years old after all, just teach well.

Since then, she often comes to class, each time for less than an hour, and sometimes the uncle will leave her some homework for her to go back to write.

Until the day of late spring and early summer, when the white ash passed, I found that the uncle was not in the study, and then met the aunt who came to get the book, and the aunt was stunned, "Why did you come here?" The third siblings have already gone back. ”

"I... Lost. ”

"Then I'll send you out." Then the eldest aunt came to take her hand and send her out of the door, just as Liu had not gone far.

After bringing his daughter back, Liu's face sank instantly, "What are you doing there?" I said, why do you go out so often, you go to your uncle's house to steal books these days? ”

Then, without waiting for Bai Ash to argue, he dragged her over and pressed her on the leg, slapped her hard on the buttocks, and scolded while beating, "I told you to steal the book!" You still said that you want to take a scientific examination, so you learned like this? What book can't you tell your mother if you want? ”

"I didn't steal..."

"You dare to talk back!"

crackled, didn't give Bai Ash a chance to explain at all, and when she was tired, she hugged Bai Ash and cried, "Woo woo, why are you so angry?" Your uncle has a lot of books, but they belong to other people, tell your mother what books you want, and your mother will buy them for you..."

"Mother, don't cry!" Bai Shen rubbed his buttocks, "Uncle asked me to go." ”

"What?" Liu was shocked at first, and then worried, "What did he call you for here?" The man was very gloomy, and he was with your father... Anyway, do you know what to avoid him in the future? ”

Bai Ash reluctantly explained that he was actually going to ask for advice, the uncle was only a scholar, better than Mr. Wu's teaching, he was not beaten, and the other party did not force him to ask about his father, he really didn't say anything else except the things in the book.

Liu breathed a sigh of relief, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

What should I do if I hit the wrong child in a hurry? It is impossible to apologize for an apology.

At most, cook something delicious for her.

Worried that she would be wronged by her uncle, Liu asked the maid to send her over every day and pick her up.

On this day, the uncle asked her to go back and write a five-character poem with the theme of willow trees.

She pondered for a day, and when she couldn't help but copy the poems in her memory, suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the sky.

System: "Don't struggle, write it yourself, and it's a pretty simple topic." ”

Bai Ash: "Come on, come on, the pen will be given to you, you write one and I'll take a look..."

So the system stopped talking, and God didn't let her copy it, so she could only continue to hold back...

Willow, meaning to stay, often used in farewell poems, white ash bites the pen, hair has to be pulled out, and finally holds out a sentence, 'A willow in the courtyard, cut and eat barbecue.' Friends brought their sons, cattle and sheep and jugs of wine. ’

System: "And then farewell?" ”

Bai Shen wrote two more sentences, 'When you are drunk and beckons a child, call me your father.' The child laughed and said nothing, and my friend beat me up. ’

System: "I think if you hand in such a poem, Uncle will beat you." ”

At this time, she only felt that her thoughts were like a spring, and she continued to write, 'Wake up and spring is getting late, and the cuckoo is singing in the small building. The righteous son helped me and asked, when will my father return? ’

System: And a sequel?

Bai Shen pondered for a long time, and wrote the last sentence, 'Answer in a low voice, the willow leaves can be a boat.' ’

System: It's still a tragedy.

After finishing writing, Bai Ash excitedly took the waiter to show the uncle, she was very skinny, and showed the first four sentences to the other party first.

Chu Zijing looked at the two lines of poetry, clutching his chest and almost being angry, "What did you write about this?" ”

He felt that his requirements were not too high, the subject matter was very wide, and he didn't let her strictly follow the rhyme, write a few sentences, it means that, he is guiding one or two, and he will learn slowly... But what does this bastard write? He wrote better than that when he was five years old.

Bai Ash was afraid that he would be angry, so he hurriedly handed over the last few sentences, "Don't worry, sir, there is still this." ”

The other party stared at the poem and was silent for a long time before asking her, "How do you think you wrote?" ”

"The beginning of the topic, the end of the topic, the use of desire to promote and suppress the technique, not only writes the poet and friends of the deep feelings, nostalgia for friends, but also expresses his pain in the face of the child's longing for his father when he panics and does not know how to answer, perfect."

"What is this desire to promote and suppress?" He slapped the table angrily, stopped suddenly, picked up the book and knocked her hard, "Do you want to use it on me first?" I can endure you. ”

Bai Ash sighed, this is not good in ancient times, whether it is a husband or a parent, they all like corporal punishment, they were innocently beaten by their mothers two days ago, and they were beaten by their uncles today.

After knocking twice, Chu Zijing put down the book and took a sip of tea, "It's a bit interesting, since you have talent in this area, start learning "Cut Rhyme" today." ”

Poetry is a must in the future, when writing a rhythmic poem, it must be rhymed in strict accordance with the words in the rhyme book, generally four couplets, two or three couplets must be a battle sentence, a four-link can be right or not, quatrain is generally four sentences, no strict battle requirements.

This year, Bai Ash sometimes even felt that she was living in hell, and she really experienced the hardships of ancient students.

Because the uncle asked her to hand in a poem every ten days, sometimes it was a five-character quatrain, sometimes a seven-character poem, and one time he even gave her a song card and asked her to fill in the lyrics!

She's only eight years old!

Asking an eight-year-old to write a poem every ten days, is this human doing?

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