Chapter 238: I Don't Care

"It was the lower official who watched her write it with her own eyes, and the papers written in the school can't be faked." Mr. Pei was also very reluctant to believe it, but the word was indeed written by Cheng Jin, and that stroke was absolutely unfake, "Why don't you call her over and write it again in front of the wine lord?" ”

People's handwriting will not change easily, especially if she writes so well, and has a distinct personal character.

"No need," Song Saijiu waved his hand in shock, "It's such a fuss, it looks like I haven't seen the world." ”

In order to transfer Cheng Jin from the female school to Taixue, Wen Shaoan personally wrote a word in exchange, although he liked his words, but he was still quite dissatisfied with the arrangement of Cheng Jin, a stupid girl from a foreign relative's family, even thought of studying too much, if it weren't for his father's great liking of Wen Shao'an's words, and now it's almost his birthday, he wouldn't have broken this exception.

At that time, Wen Shaoan kept saying that Cheng Jinding would not let him down, and even said that Master Hongshan wanted to take her as an apprentice.

Naturally, he didn't believe it, and scoffed at it, but eventually complied.

That is purely to give Wen Shaoan a face, although he is much older than Wen Shaoan, but he has always admired his talent, most talented people are arrogant and arrogant, but he is calm and introverted, detached from the outside, and treats people gently and appropriately, not like a teenager hot-blooded young man, but like a teenager with a sophisticated old monster in his body, such a person not only has a bright future, but also makes people respect from the heart.

He has been in Guozijian for so many years, so many students have come and gone, and there is no shortage of amazing and brilliant people, but there is only one like Wen Shaoan, I originally thought that he was weird enough, but I didn't expect that the person he fancied was also a monster, and he could write such a good hand, and it must not be too bad in other aspects, no wonder the master wanted to take her as an apprentice, this time he really believed.

"That's it, this paper will be judged as usual, and it will be given whatever order it should be." Song Saijiu let out a long sigh.

Most of the literati in Daliang are very backbone, and the Qingliu people in the Guozi Prison never show favoritism because of the identity of the other party when reading the papers, and the papers of the first class in the monthly examination will be posted on the list for people to study, and no one dares to risk angering the Taixue students to engage in favoritism, so Song Saijiu's words did not surprise the teaching assistants.

Cheng Jin didn't know the uproar caused by himself, and he still fell asleep on the stone table.

I don't know how long she slept, before she was woken up by a hungry stomach, she straightened up, the thin cloak on her body fell to the ground, she just woke up and looked a little ignorant, looking at the young man who was sitting aside reading in front of her, but she blocked most of the sunlight for a long time, before she said, "Ah Qi, have you handed in the papers?" ”

Cheng Mingqi closed the book, nodded calmly, and motioned for Hong Xuan to bring the food, "It's already past the meal, I only asked the chef for these meatloaf, you will eat some." ”

"Thankfully, the chef made meatloaf today." Cheng Jin is now accustomed to the life of Guozijian, and no longer complains that the food in it is small and unpalatable, it is good to be able to fill his stomach here, and the others really can't be too picky, once the meal is over, it is even more difficult to fill the stomach, fortunately, Cheng Mingqi left her a few meatloaf.

The cooled meatloaf is very hard, and it is difficult for ordinary people to eat it, but she was able to eat a few pieces of hot water in a row, and she was drenched in sweat, and then she remembered to care about Cheng Mingqi, "How did you do in today's monthly exam?" ”

Cheng Mingqi frowned slightly, "It's not good." ”

He is already very diligent, but after all, he is young and has limited accumulation, and in the aspect of calligraphy, which needs to be practiced day by day, he is naturally not as good as those older students, he sighed, "It is a great luck to let me stay in Class C." ”

"You are still young and have little experience in life, and there are some things that you can't rush to do." Cheng Jin persuaded, "At least you're still in Class C, unlike I'm still in Class E." ”

"I understand," he nodded, "but the fifth sister will definitely win the first place in the monthly exam this time, and she will be moved to Class A at that time." ”

When he saw Cheng Jin's words, he was also amazed, if Cheng Jin didn't take the lead this time, the gentlemen would be really blind.

"It doesn't matter," Cheng Jin really doesn't care, she can't compete with these teenagers so seriously for a leader, I am lucky, I can't die, if Wen Shaoan wants to take her to travel, she will always find a way, the first is not the first is not necessary.

Cheng Jin doesn't care about this matter, but it doesn't mean that no one cares about it, the candidates of Taixue put all their attention on the monthly exam, the last monthly exam has been delayed until now is rare, this time the exam is calligraphy, they are even more energetic, they want to compete for this leader, even the red silk is infected by them, day by day to inquire about the results.

There was no standard answer to the calligraphy, and several gentlemen arguing over the different rankings of different papers, but the results came out later than usual.

Cheng Jin put all her thoughts on the spell book that Wen Shao'an gave her, perhaps because the book contained some superficial spells, and it only took her two days to master all the spells on the scroll.

She leaned down on the bed, while reading, while casting a spell to boil the cold water in the teacup, listening to the sound of water vapor "gurgling", she was very satisfied, if it wasn't too dazzling, she wanted to put a stove and a pot in the school building, and cook for herself.

Before Cheng Jin could play with the newly learned technique, Wen Shaoan suddenly appeared, looking in a hurry, "You can go to Dali Temple with me now." ”

"What's wrong?" She has been very lazy these days, stretching lazily, and thinks it is good to pass the time in this way.

"Gu worms have reappeared."

"Didn't the emperor issue an edict to appeal to King Qi and order him to strictly restrain the Southern Barbarians?" She scoffed, "Useless? Nanban is still very happy in the capital. ”

"In any case, since Pingkangfang has been circled, and after careful investigation, there will be something to be gained, but before that, you must not startle the snake and leak the rumors."

"Hmm," Ye Ping rolled up the drawings, "This Cheng Jin has never been out of the capital in the past, and he hasn't even been out of the Hou Mansion a few times, how can he solve the Gu of the Southern Barbarians?" Isn't it another adventure when she lost her soul? But I see that she seems to be very familiar with our Hongshan, and she often considers herself our elder, isn't it which of Hongshan's predecessors who was reincarnated and reborn? ”

"If you spread this, those imperial histories will definitely be involved in your book, and the young secretary of Dali Temple will talk about strange forces and chaos, which is clearly a sign of disaster for the country." Wen Shaoan played with the pine smoke ink on the table and said casually.

"Don't we know that those pedantic scholars in the academy don't understand the world?" Ye Ping snorted coldly.