Chapter 9: My name is Chen Yijin

Update time: 2014-12-1911:44:47 Word Count: 3135

On the first day of the township examination, the main assessment content is Jingyi, and the main examination is "Yi", "Poem", "Book", "Zhou Li", "Book of Rites", as well as "Analects" and "Mencius". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no difficulty in the scriptures of the township examination, only the content of the scriptures themselves is examined, and the test is the students' erudition and strong memory.

Jiang Shangli took a breath and took a cursory look at the exam questions of Jingyi, there were a total of twenty-five questions from the seven books.

If you can answer more than 20 questions correctly, you can get a first-class evaluation, if you can answer more than 20 questions, you can get a second-class evaluation, if you can answer more than 15 questions, you can get a third-class evaluation, and if you answer 10 questions correctly, you can only get a D-class evaluation.

Naturally, there are other similar evaluation criteria for strategy and poetry, which are also divided into four grades: A, B, C, D.

The standard for awarding Xiucai is three B, or one A, one B, one C, or two A, one D, if it is two B, one C, then it cannot be awarded to Xiucai.

If you can get two first-class grades at the same time, you can study in the government for more than two months before taking the government examination, and cope with the government examination, while other talents can only enter the county school to study.

Of course, in the end, the talents have to participate in the government examination, the only difference is that between these two and a half months, the students are studying in the government school, or in the county school, and the best ones are selected to enter the government school, and the greater the possibility of cultivating people in the future.

In the previous life, this was called the tilt of educational resources towards top students, and everything was for the admission rate.

Today, it's just that the name is different, but the essence is still the same.

Originally, Jiang Shangli answered seventeen or eighteen questions, mixed up the identity of a showman, and then waited for death, but Jiang Dawei and Jiang Yue's ardent hope plucked the string in Jiang Shang's centrifugation.

Now Jiang Shangli naturally hopes that he will go as far as possible on this road and be able to make his family happy, which is enough.

Everyone can't live in this world just for himself.

Jiang Shangli roughly swept the twenty questions from his gaze, then closed his eyes, carefully considering the source of these exam questions and the content to be written next.

Among the 20 questions, there are five in the Book of Rites, four in the Book of Rites, four in the Book of Rites, four in the Book of Rites, two in the Analects, and one in Mencius and Yi.

After making up the answers in his mind, Jiang Shangli showed a confident smile on his face, these exam questions were not too difficult for him.

Jiang Shangli didn't write the answer directly, after thinking about the answer, Jiang Shangli spread the straw paper on the table, and then moistened the brush. Then put it into the polished ink.

After turning it two or three times, he saw that the brush had absorbed a lot of ink, so Jiang Shangli held the brush in his hand, and then waved the pen on the straw paper and began to write.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age is ugly, and at the beginning of twilight spring, it will be in the ......"

In this world, there is also "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and there is also Wang Xizhi, but this time the Orchid Pavilion Preface is after a great victory in the battle with the demon clan.

Yes, Jiang Shangli is practicing calligraphy.

Speaking of which, although Jiang Shangli reads a lot on weekdays, he doesn't have too many opportunities to practice calligraphy, because the price of paper and pen is not cheap, and Jiang Dawei's family is not rich.

So Jiang Shangli didn't mention these things on weekdays, and when he practiced calligraphy, he went to the beach by the river to use sand as paper, or dipped a brush in water to practice calligraphy in the yard.

Fortunately, the foundation of the previous life is almost done, coupled with the continuous practice of wrist strength in this life, the feeling of writing has not been wasted, so after writing a few words, Jiang Shangli is faster and faster he writes, and the more he writes, the more he feels, and the one he writes is called a hearty one!

Under the book pavilion, Song Moran and Chen Yijin sat opposite each other, the two of them were playing Go, and Xuezheng was waiting honestly on the side.

After a while, Song Moran paused in his chess game, then turned his head to look at the examination room, and hummed softly with his nose.

The false mark that fell in front of Song Moran and Xuezheng's forehead, while supervising the examiners, he could also feel the changes in talent everywhere in the examination room, because the paper used for the scientific examination was specially made, so when the students reached a certain level, they would more or less cause fluctuations in their talents.

Therefore, although there seem to be a lot of township examination papers, in fact, the task of marking and correcting is not heavy, and the fluctuations in talent caused by first-class papers and first-class papers are naturally not the same.

"No, it's not an answer on the exam paper, but why can it cause talent fluctuations?" Song Moran frowned and said with some doubts.

Every time a Confucian scholar arouses the talent resonance between heaven and earth, it is not necessarily earth-shattering, strange fragrance from heaven, golden lotus from the earth, or something, the reason why there are these visions is because the person concerned has not controlled it for various reasons, or has no ability to control it.

For example, the last time he visited the mountains, Li Rong resonated with his talents, but he didn't have the strength to control them, so his talents would wander around him.

And Song Moran was on the lonely boat, a song of phoenixes seeking phoenixes, except for the two phoenixes condensed around the flute, there was no such vision as white light possession, but it was a more clever means, indicating that Song Moran was able to control the surrounding talents at will.

Of course, in the past, there were also great Confucians in order to preach, or Confucian scholars to travel and gather in order to become famous, and they did not hide their talents between words and deeds, so the stories of tongues and lotus flowers when preaching scriptures and talents approaching three feet when reciting poems will endure.

Ordinary people don't know much about these things, so these things with visions will be talked about by them, on the contrary, a great Confucian who has returned to the basics standing in front of them may be regarded as an ordinary old man, because they are too introverted.

But such a great Confucian, the combat effectiveness is the most explosive, because they can already control the talent between heaven and earth at will, instead of causing talent resonance in poems, songs, articles, and meanings.

In the past, when the Wei and Jin dynasties joined forces to fight against demons, Zhuge Wuhou, the left minister of the Great Wei Dynasty, asked for the Northern Expedition, and on the night of departure, a "Teacher Table" cast his semi-saint position.

In the past, in order to promote his doctrine, the great Confucians of the human race did not hide their own talent every time they broke through, and even in the past, some people broke through the half-saints, attracting hundreds of talents around them, and their aura was quite powerful.

But Zhuge Wuhou stubbornly reined in his talent, suppressed his talent within the range of three zhang, hid this information, and finally killed the leader of the demon clan when he was in battle, and became famous in the world.

Therefore, it is necessary to cause large-scale talent to resonate, it must be talented, but talent convergence, sometimes it may not be bad there, in a sentence to describe talent and introverted is the most appropriate, condensed are the essence.

For example, Jiang Shangli at this moment, only the tip of the brush has a talent turn, if you don't look at it deliberately, no one can see it, but after the convergence of talent, in terms of the degree of richness, it is almost catching up with Song Moran's two little phoenixes, but the amount is small.

What Jiang Shangli didn't know was that in the imperial examination, all talents were within the scope of the examiner's monitoring, and his movements seemed to be very secretive, and he could even hide from the candidates around him, but he couldn't hide it from the examiner.

"It's interesting, it's still a student in District D. As if he had discovered something interesting, a figure appeared in his mind, could it be him?

Xuezheng's face was a little strange, and he also felt the abnormality of the Ding District, but Xue Zheng never thought that it would be the students of the Ding District who resonated with the talent!

After an instant, Xuezheng's face suddenly became happy, and he said: "Bachelor Song, there are students in District A whose answer sheets have reached the C-level standard, and they must be Li Rong, a student from my township!"

The third-class standard is to answer ten questions correctly, and it is only a moment before the exam starts, Xuezheng's eyes are shining, and he is a little restless, he seems to have seen the birth of a showman.

"Hmm. Song Moran nodded noncommittally, seeing that Xuezheng was impatient, and said, "Wang Xuezheng, you can inspect by yourself." ”

"Yes, Bachelor, I'll go on patrol. Xuezheng didn't shirk and rushed directly to District A.

After Xuezheng walked away, Chen Yijin's eyes rolled, and he also thought of the hateful figure, and suddenly said with a smile: "Sir, do you want to take a look?"

"I won't go, so as not to put pressure on the students, if you want to go yourself, the No. 17 examination room in District D. Song Moran shook his head and put away the Go, and when it was finished, Chen Yijin had already walked towards the Ding District.

"This kid ......" glanced at Chen Yijin's back dotingly, Song Moran shook his head, put Go aside, got up and went to the library to get a book, and sat down in his position and looked at it slowly.

Jiang Shangli finished writing "Lanting Preface" in one breath, and wrote the words "Jiang Shangli, a student of the same age in the Gui Chou Jiyuan, who was in the township test", just raised his head, and a face suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was Chen Yijin.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Shangli frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, this is the township examination room.

"Miss Ben wanted to come, so she naturally came. Chen Yijin raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lan Tingxu twice, and commented: "The words are good." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. After all, it was a compliment, Jiang Shangli was indifferent, and said lightly.

The two of them fell silent, but fortunately, Jiang Shangli was relatively remote from the examination room, and the students were all answering questions, but they didn't attract attention.

"Sent me. I couldn't help but say that seeing that "Orchid Pavilion Preface" was almost dry, Chen Yijin rolled up the straw paper and put it directly behind his back.

Jiang Shangli's eyes widened, he had never seen such a heroic woman, well, such a heroic woman, especially when she took other people's things, and she looked like she deserved.

Chen Yijin glanced at the note with Jiang Shangli's identity written on the examination room, raised his eyebrows and said: "It turns out that your name is Jiang Shangli, then you remember, my name is Chen Yijin, so I won't delay you in answering the question." ”

After the words fell, Chen Yijin took the straw paper and left flutteringly, leaving Jiang Shangli speechless on the spot.

It's embarrassing to say that you don't delay answering the question?!

Chapter 10 is a good name

Updated: 2014-12-1911:45:43 Word Count: 3702

No matter whether you do it or not, whether you do it now or later, the 25 questions of the township test are there, and they will not increase or decrease.

So after Chen Yijin left, Jiang Shangli did not answer the question immediately, but sat there and meditated.

The township test is one hour in the morning, with a half-hour break in the middle, you can eat and solve personal hygiene problems, and two hours in the afternoon, a total of three hours, and according to the regulations of the township test, you are not allowed to submit the paper in the morning.

Even if he writes it in one breath now, he can't hand in the paper in advance and leave, plus the straw paper was taken away by Chen Yijin, and there is no place to practice calligraphy, so Jiang Shangli simply sat there and waited for the afternoon to answer the questions.

Shuge, after Chen Yijin came back, Xuezheng had also come back and was talking to Song Moran.

Chen Yijin stuck out his tongue, stuffed the rolled straw paper into the long robe, then directly folded back to the library, put the straw paper into the suitcase, and then walked down with the little white fox in his arms.

Xuezheng was excited to communicate with Song Moran about this township test, to be more precise, it was Xue Zheng who was talking, and Song Moran was listening.

"Mr. Song, it has been half an hour since the start of the exam, and Li Rong, a student in District A, has reached the second-class standard, and now the answering speed has slowed down, but it should not be difficult to get the first-class exam. ”

Indeed, in one-sixth of the time, he answered three-fifths of the questions, which is far faster than his peers, except for a guy who has nothing to do to write Lanting.

Writing so many questions in one breath, it is normal for the answering speed to slow down, not to mention that Li Rong's answer sheet is now in the second class, in Xuezheng's eyes, Li Rong is already a proper talent, this is his merit on Xuezheng's resume!

"In addition, there are two C-level answer sheets in Area A, one C-level answer sheet in Area B, and there is no such thing as a C-level answer sheet in Area C and Area D for the time being. ”

"Not bad. Song Moran nodded slightly, for Song Moran, who was in the top three in the former Jinshi, it is indeed rare to be able to give a good evaluation to the students of the township examination.

It's just that Xuezheng couldn't guess that Song Moran's sentence was good, whether he was praising Li Rong or praising the students of the entire Jiyuan Township, so he didn't answer.

An hour in the morning ended quickly, and Li Rong's answer sheet was gorgeously upgraded to a first-class answer sheet, like a proud little rooster, sitting directly in the examination room and eating.

In addition, there are also two second-class answer sheets, two C-class answer sheets, one B-class answer sheet and one C-class answer sheet in District B.

Jiang Shangli, who did not write a word on the answer sheet, took food and went to eat with the students of the same clan, which was agreed before, and just came to the agreed place, he saw the students in the clan, Jiang Shilang was happy, and the faces of the other two middle school students of the clan were not very good-looking, and the status of the answer could be seen from the faces.

Township exams allow small gatherings during the lunch break, and it is allowed to discuss the status of the answers, but it is strictly forbidden to discuss the content related to the exam questions, that is, it is possible to discuss how many questions have been answered, and how many questions are expected to be answered in the end, but it is strictly forbidden to discuss what questions to answer.

"Liulang, how's it?" Jiang Shilang patted Jiang Shangli's shoulder and asked with a smile, the C-class answer sheet in Area B was from Jiang Shilang's hand, and Shiro was confident that he would hand over a B-class answer sheet before the end, so Jiang Shiro was still very happy at this time.

No reply has been answered. Jiang Shangli replied honestly.

The smile on Jiang Shilang's face froze, and the other two were clan uncles and the other clan brothers, and they were also stunned when they heard Jiang Shangli say this.

After a long time, Uncle Clan patted Jiang Shangli on the shoulder and said, "It seems that only Shiro has hope for this township test." But Rokuro, even if he fails this time, don't be discouraged and come back next year. ”

Even if they are not very familiar with it on weekdays, but at this time, the clansmen did not sneer, but were relieved by gentle words, which made Jiang Shangli's heart warm, and he responded with a "hmm", and did not speak again.

After lunch, after a little chat, they dispersed and went to their respective examination rooms.

At the end of the half-hour break at noon, I started answering questions in the afternoon, and in the afternoon, I could hand in the papers and leave, just go to the library two hours later to point to it.

Sure enough, as soon as the papers were handed in in the afternoon, many people got up to hand in the papers, at least Jiang Shangli left the students around him, and most of them couldn't answer, seeing that they had no hope of answering the questions, they simply handed in the papers.

"Hey, the Jiang family's wooden answer sheet is still blank, why are you embarrassed to sit here?"

"Did he think that if he sat at the end, the examiner would give him a second-class evaluation?"

......

The snickering sounded, Jiang Shang was unmoved, and after a while, the snickering dissipated, after all, these candidates were not allowed to step into the examination room after handing in the papers.

Of course, it was not only District D who handed in the papers, but also some people in District A and Area B who felt that they had answered well, and they also got up and handed in the papers, such as Li Rong.

Huhula, most of the people in the examination room walked at once.

Jiang Shangli took out a pen, dipped it in ink, and then wrote his name on the answer sheet.

The first question, there are only four words, "Although there are delicacies", followed by a large blank space, just thinking about it, Jiang Shangli began to write in the blank space.

This sentence comes from the "Learning Rites" in the "Book of Rites", an excerpt from the paragraph "Although there are good dishes", Jiang Shangli directly wrote the following text.

"Although there are delicacies, Buddha food, I don't know its purpose. Although there is a supreme way, Buddha learns, but I don't know its goodness. It is to learn and then know the insufficiency, and teach and then know the difficulty. Knowing the insufficiency, and then being able to self-reflectively also. That's it!"

After writing and checking it, Jiang Shangli continued to write.

Outside the township school, many people have gathered at this moment, most of them are the families of the students, they are waiting nervously, and when they saw the students walking outside, they immediately caught their children and asked, it was nothing more than the result of the exam.

Students who do well in the exam are naturally praised without hesitation, just like Li Rong, who enjoys the results of the stars holding the moon.

Students who do not do well in the exam are of course scolded by their families, and then encouraged to play well in the last two games.

Jiang Dawei was also in the crowd, not only him, but also the four families in Jiang Village who participated in the township test.

"Dad, do you think my brother will do well in the exam?" Jiang Yue pulled her little brother a little nervously, looked at the township school expectantly, and asked in a low voice.

"Liulang has been studying for several years, and he should be able to pass the test almost ......," Jiang Dawei said with great certainty.

"Come on, you didn't write a word on the wood, so you sat stupidly in your seat. A young man next to him who had just been reprimanded by his father suddenly opened his mouth when he heard this.

After finishing speaking, the young man's mood suddenly changed a lot, after all, no matter how bad his answer was, there was still Jiang Shangli at the bottom.

Jiang Dawei's words were suddenly blocked in his mouth, Jiang Yue's eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and he stomped his feet and said, "You lie!"

"I'm lying?" haha......" The young man laughed twice, then stretched out his hand and pointed at a few friends, and said, "I don't believe you asked them!"

As soon as the words fell, a few friends who were clicked laughed, and the meaning was self-evident.

Jiang Dawei's face turned pale all of a sudden, as if he had exhausted his strength, if it weren't for his daughter beside him, he might have sat on the ground.

The bustling crowd, because many students handed in the papers, dispersed more than half, Jiang Dawei and his daughter looked at each other and smiled bitterly, took Jiang Hu, who did not understand the world, found a corner, and sat down next to the people in Dongjiang Village.

After a while, Jiang Shilang also handed in the papers.

"Shiro, here!" A big man next to him, who was about the same age as Jiang Dawei, stretched out his hand and beckoned to Jiang Shilang, and waited until Jiang Shilang arrived at his side before asking, "How is it?"

"Class B is desirable. Jiang Shilang carefully recalled his answer sheet and said with great certainty.

"That's good, that's good. Dahan smiled heartily, his eyes inadvertently swept over Jiang Dawei, his laughter gradually subsided, and asked seriously, "Where is Liulang?"

"Liulang ......" Jiang Shilang also saw Jiang Dawei's appearance, and he felt a little unbearable, but finally sighed and said: "When we met at noon, Liulang said that he hadn't started writing yet. ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Dawei leaned softly against the tree, and the spirit in his body seemed to be gone in an instant.

In the township school, Xuezheng was excited, and now he has handed in 100 papers, a total of two copies of the first class, six copies of the second class, and most of the others are the third class and D, etc., which are no longer in the eyes of Xuezheng.

As for those who did not submit papers in the field, most of them hovered between the C and D grades, and it was rare for Xuezheng to be able to produce a B grade for these test papers.

"Very good, very good. Xuezheng touched his beard with a smile on his face.

"Hey, there is another C-class exam paper coming out? or is it the Ding district?" Suddenly, Xuezheng froze his beard and said with some surprise.

Song Moran, who was reading, paused, felt the direction where the answer sheet of the third class appeared, and a smile appeared on his face: "The little guy has started to write, and the first class can be expected." ”

Song Moran, who has been paying attention to Jiang Shangli, naturally knows that Jiang Shangli has just started writing.

Xuezheng next to him was stunned, at this moment, he thought he had heard it wrong, first-class, Bachelor Song wasn't joking?

But in the next second, Xuezheng was stunned, because the answer sheet that had just become the third grade, the talent on it was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long for him to reach the second grade.

Xuezheng felt a little dizzy in his head, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, a student from District D actually got the second class? Why has he never heard of this student?

Seeing Xuezheng's strange appearance, Song Moran looked clear, didn't read the book, and directly rested on the table, knocked twice on the table with his right hand, and said, "Keep reading." ”

Xuezheng nodded, his eyes stared at the position of the Ding area, the specific position in the void seal, and after a little stagnation, the talent qi increased in an orderly manner as before.

After a long time, Xue Zhengcai swallowed his saliva, and his voice was a little abnormal: "First class?"

"It's first-class, and it should be first-class. Song Moran replied simply.

"I want to meet that student, I don't know that there are such deep hidden seedlings in my hometown. "Xuezheng is a little uncontrollable.

Song Moran shook his head, clasped his right hand on the table, and said, "Wait for him to hand in the papers." ”

Xuezheng calmed down at this time.

After a while, Jiang Shangli walked over with a basket in one hand and an answer sheet in the other, placed the answer sheet in front of Xuezheng, and was about to leave, but Xuezheng suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

Jiang Shangli was stunned for a moment, turned around, and asked, "What does Xuezheng command?"

Xuezheng glanced at the test paper casually, and finally landed on the name, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Your name is Jiang Shangli, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Students learn in the village school, and it is difficult to become famous. Jiang Shangli said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Jiang Shangli, yes, this name is very easy to remember, I remember it. Xuezheng glanced at Jiang Shangli meaningfully: "If it's okay, you can go." ”

"The student quits. Jiang Shangli nodded, carried his small basket, and walked outside.

"Jiang Shangli ......" When Jiang Shangli left, Xuezheng shook his head with a wry smile, handed the answer sheet to Song Moran, and said with some embarrassment: "Bachelor Song, you are old, and you don't remember some questions, you come to check it." ”

Song Moran was born in Jinshi, these are naturally difficult for him, he looked at it once, but all the questions were imprinted in his mind, nodded and said: "This can be the answer sheet on the first grade." ”

On the first, that is, the full score paper, in the first, one or two wrong questions are allowed, and under the first, three to four wrong questions.

Xuezheng was stunned.

Looking at Jiang Shangli's back that was about to disappear, Song Moran put the answer sheet aside, nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Jiang Shangli, this name is really easy to remember." ”

Chapter 11: The Theory of Confucianism

Updated: 2014-12-1911:46:40 Word Count: 4157

Walking out of the township examination room, spring flowers were already blooming outside.

Letting the lazy sun shine on his body, Jiang Shangli squinted, paused at the gate of the township school, and then identified the location of the people in Dongjiang Village and walked over.

Handing the basket to Jiang Yue, Jiang Shangli walked up to Jiang Dawei and greeted, "Second uncle, you are here." ”

Jiang Dawei glanced at Jiang Shangli with a complicated face, and asked, "Liulang, how is the township test?"

When he was just allowed to answer the question in the afternoon, Jiang Shangli's answer sheet was still blank, and now it has only been more than a quarter of an hour, and everyone, including Jiang Dawei and Jiang Shilang, only thought that Jiang Shangli had given up answering the question.

Jiang Shangli was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Very good, thank you for your concern." ”

His mouth opened, looking at Jiang Shangli's serious appearance, Jiang Dawei finally didn't say anything, sighed, patted Jiang Shangli's shoulder, and stopped talking.

One after another, the other two clan uncles and clan brothers in Dongjiang Village who participated in the township examination also came out of the examination room, but they all looked sad.

"Sixteen, I don't know if it's wrong. ”

"Fourteen. ”

The clan uncle and the clan brother said their township test level, one just fluctuated up and down the passing line, naturally he was worried, and the other was obviously hopeless, of course, he looked sad.

The mood of the two people naturally affected the other people, except for Jiang Shilang's family, the other clansmen who came to visit the examination were all heavy in their hearts.

"Let's go and rest, it's a big deal to come back next year. Everyone sat silently for a while, and then someone said.

An hour later, Jiang Shangli returned to the township school, and according to the regulations, after the township test, it was necessary to ask for questions.

Just like yesterday, before the students came to the library, Xuezheng was full of smiles, and in this township examination, there were three first-class answer sheets and seven second-class answer sheets, of course he was happy.

A quarter of an hour after the township examination, the big seal suspended above the book pavilion began to vibrate, and then, the old voice of the morning sounded again.

"Bachelors, scholars, can there be favoritism?"

"None. Song Moran and Xue Zheng responded.

After a pause, the voice rang out again.

"Students, is there any fraud?"

"None. This time, the answer was a little uneven.

This pause was even longer, and just when many students were a little impatient, the Great Seal suddenly trembled violently, followed by a dull and long bell.

Along with the bell, there was a soft shout from the old voice.

"Buzz ......"

"Drink!"

In the queue, three students suddenly trembled with a false mark on their foreheads, and then broke, and the three students turned pale.

The ordinary sound that ordinary students heard, but to these three students, it was like a thunderbolt, which shook their hearts unsteadily, and they almost collapsed on the ground.

Especially in the morning, when the students make a covenant under the witness of the talents of heaven and earth, heaven and earth are the best overseers.

The reason why the scientific research environment is so relaxed is because there are such means as being the first to drink.

After the sound died down, the vision of the Great Seal gradually disappeared, until finally all the talent was gathered.

Xuezheng glanced at Song Moran with instructions, and after Song Moran nodded, he waved his hand and said to the soldiers next to him: "Drive these three people out of the township school, depose the examination papers, and ban the examination for three years." ”

Under the crying and pleading of the three students, Xuezheng was unmoved, picked out three test papers from the file, and in front of many students, he directly waved his pen and made a big cross on it.

The three students who cheated were driven away, and Xuezheng was not very happy in his heart, you must know that among the three papers that were deposed, there was a second-class answer sheet.

After driving away the three students, many of the candidates dispersed, each went to their respective examination rooms, and stayed in the examination rooms for the past few nights.

On the second day, after eating in the township school, Jiang Shangli sat in the examination room, in addition to the first day of Jingyi, the strategy and poetry were also tested for one day, but the strategy and poetry did not require the answer time.

In other words, after answering in the morning, you can leave.

After all, there are many talented and agile people in the dynasty, and strategy and poetry are naturally not a problem.

Since this is the second day, there is no need to go through the process of asking three questions, so the exam time is a full hour and a half, of course, it is still necessary in the afternoon.

The exam paper was quickly sent down, and Jiang Shangli looked at it, frowning.

To put it simply, although the township examination is a selective examination, most of the assessment criteria are in the scriptures, and the role of strategy and poetry is just icing on the cake.

Take the content of last year's township trial policy theory, the topic of the discussion is "the theory of education without class", and even in the Analects, this sentence is also famous.

Students only need to introduce the words of the sages, and then quote from the side, quoting the expositions of the great Confucians of various generations on the existence of education and classlessness, and add some of their own subtle opinions in the middle, and then it will be fine.

However, this year's topic is different, the style is completely different, and compared with the previous kind of topic that can be easily handled, this time the topic is much more profound.

The topic of the discussion is that Confucianism keeps the theory of success.

This sentence is taken from the "Han Ji" made by a great Confucian in this dynasty 200 years ago, Gaozu was troubled by governing the government, and some courtiers recommended it: Confucianism is difficult and enterprising, and it can be kept, and Gaozu is happy to accept it.

Before the Han Dynasty, a hundred schools of thought contended, and various governing concepts and methods, and since Gaozu, the trend of Confucianism to govern the world has become greater and greater, until Dong Zhongshu respected Confucianism alone, and the world was ruled by Confucianism.

Those who don't know this allusion can only scratch their heads and scratch their cheeks and cut it literally; those who know this allusion are even more entangled, because the word "can" is missing from the topic this time, and for them, the difficulty has suddenly increased a lot.

One more word and one less word may be a question deliberately set by the examiner.

There were already sighing voices around them, and it didn't take long for some students to hurriedly carry their luggage, and then roll up their answer sheets and leave, obviously giving up this strategy.

Someone handed in the papers, which was like a signal, and suddenly caused a large group of people to get up and hand in the papers.

Jiang Shangli was unmoved, closed his eyes and thought for a while, obviously thinking about how to write.

In Area A, Li Rong frowned, finally thought of this allusion, hesitated for a while, and finally put pen to paper.

"I have heard that the Confucian is difficult and enterprising, and it can be kept. ”

After writing it, Li Rong felt that his thoughts were much smoother, and he began to answer quickly, anyway, for Li Rong, as long as this essay is not too bad, it is enough.

Li Rong is confident that yesterday's answer sheet can be won a grade, that is to say, only one grade and one grade of poetry and poetry can be selected as a talent, and as long as the examination questions are to the point, the speech is smooth, and the arguments are sufficient, then at least it is also a second grade.

Regarding Confucianism's rule of the world, there are many allusions throughout the ages, and Li Rong is naturally at his fingertips.

Jiang Shilang had a headache, there was a book "Hanji" in the village school, but he hadn't read it, so he didn't have any impression, so he could only literally cut to the exam questions, and then quote and answer.

"Bachelor, this piece of strategy is estimated to give many people a headache. Xuezheng said to Song Moran with a wry smile, half an hour has passed, and there are dozens of answer sheets in his hands one after another, among which the writing is nonsense, the arguments are vague, only one article can be entered into the C class, and the others are all D and so on.

"This exam question is enough for the prefectural exam, but it is indeed more difficult to use in the township exam. Song Moran said pertinently, and then asked, "How is the answer sheet of Jingyi's first-class and second-class students?"

"Jingyi B and other seven students are now all C-level answer sheets, and they have the potential to answer B-class answer sheets. As for the two first-class answer papers, Jiang Shangli can't understand me, and he hasn't started writing yet. As for Li Rong, it is already the text of C-Shang......" Suddenly, Xuezheng's voice froze, and he said in surprise: "B-class!"

Yes, Li Rong's article has reached the standard of second class.

Watching Li Rong's article stop when he was on B, Xuezheng sighed, after all, he still didn't become a first-class answer.

After a while, Li Rong came to hand in the papers, Xuezheng glanced at the answer sheets, and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Xuezheng's reaction, Li Rong naturally left happily.

An hour later, Xuezheng shook his head, there were nearly 100 answer sheets in his hand, the nine students who were assessed as first and second class in Jingyi before, except for Jiang Shangli, all handed in the papers, and six of the eight people had second-class answer sheets, and they were also the only six second-class answer sheets in the examination room.

"That little guy, shouldn't you have to answer the questionnaire in the afternoon?" Xuezheng rubbed his brain that was a little painful, he just went to the Ding District to take a look at Jiang Shangli, and found that Jiang Shangli had a blank on the answer sheet, as for Jiang Shangli himself, he sat on the chair with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

And so on. Song Moran looked at the few second-class answer sheets that he picked out tastelessly, for the erudite and talented Bachelor Song, none of these articles in front of him made his eyes shine, and he was so happy that he was not even as good as chicken ribs, and it was not a pity to abandon them.

Now the only thing Song Moran is curious about is Jiang Shangli's article, he wants to see what kind of article this unusual-looking little guy can write, and whether he will fall into clichés, right?

Seeing that it was almost noon, Jiang Shangli no longer hesitated, dipped the brush in a handful of thick ink, and began to write on the answer sheet.

"Started writing. Just when Jiang Shangli wrote down his name, Song Moran realized it, and suddenly spoke, and then waved his hand, and his qi condensed on the stone table in front of him, and finally condensed into a blank sheet of paper.

There is no human pen on it, only the handwriting with talent continues to emerge, and after the white paper is condensed, the sentence "Jiang Shangli, a student of Jiyuan Township, Yangcheng County, Jiangnan Xuedao Dengzhou Academy" was just written.

For the examiner, he can use the false seal in front of his forehead to read the student's answer sheet at any time, but it takes a lot of effort, and Xuezheng cannot use such a method.

"Here we go. Chen Yijin said with a chuckle, walked behind Song Moran, and looked at the words that kept appearing on the answer sheet.

Six eyes, at this moment, all fell on this answer sheet.

"On the saying: The husband is the ultimate in governance, Tu Ears and Eyes with the knowledge of fools, Chang Xiyi is the extreme of the way, and the things are not known, and there is no trace of success......"

As the text progressed, the full volume was full of talent, and the words on the answer sheet had already glowed with white light, enveloping the entire answer sheet.

Xuezheng licked his lips, just looking at the beginning, he could feel a majestic trend, his eyes were staring at the grading level, Xuezheng suddenly felt that his tongue was a little knotted, and his speech was a little unfavorable: "B...... Second Class ......"

Quietly, Jiang Shangli's argument became second-class.

Song Moran bowed slightly: "Keep watching." ”

"If it is the way of the ancients, Zhang Yishi is far away. The knotted rope is also a letter, and I am afraid of the letter before the letter, I have the easy deed, so I draw gossip to count the ......"

"Obey the people with morality, gradually educate the people, and those who are self-reliant, the prosperity of the Three Emperors. If the husband does not disobey his words, he is here. ”

Sprinkled and written, the talent is like stickiness, gathered on the tip of the pen, with the ink book in the answer sheet, between the flow of pen and ink, the article is like a river flowing eastward, pouring down.

At the end of the book, Song Moran and Xuezheng didn't care about looking at the grading grade, but looked at this majestic article intently.

This article is imaginative, there is no Confucianism in the whole text, but there is no way of Confucianism at all times. It should be first-class. Song Moran slurred ice water as if he had drunk a sip of ice water on a dog day, and high-fived him.

After reading an article that barely caught my eye for a long time, a brilliant article suddenly popped up, how could Song Moran not be excited?

In particular, such articles, even young talents in the imperial capital, such as carp crossing the river, may not dare to say that they can make it.

Praise, turned his head to look, and sure enough, the first-class answer sheet.

"God is pitiful, there will finally be talents in the township who can enter the house to learn......" Xuezheng was a little trembling when he spoke, and one of the assessment criteria for Xiucai was two Jiajia and one Ding, that is to say, as long as Jiang Shangli wrote poems on the answer sheet tomorrow, even if he didn't understand the bullshit he wrote, and he got a Ding-class judgment paper, he could also be awarded Xiucai.

The most important thing is that if two of the three subjects are A-class, they can directly enter the Dengzhou Prefecture School to study, and then take the government examination, instead of staying in Yangcheng County County School to study.

Within a hundred years, a total of five people in Jiyuan Township were qualified to enter the government school to study, and finally two people were raised and three tributes were produced.

After a while, when the answer sheet was dry, Jiang Shangli rolled up the answer sheet and came to hand in the paper, but he was greeted by three pairs of curious eyes, as if they wanted to see him from beginning to end.

After handing in the papers, without saying too much, Jiang Shangli left.

"What a strange man. Chen Yijin rubbed the little white fox's head, as if he had thought of something, there were stars in his eyes, and he said to himself: "But this is fun, wait for him to go to the imperial capital...... Looking forward to ......"

Song Moran looked up at the sky, as if attracted by the excellent scenery in the sky.

Jiang Shangli, who had just walked out of the door, couldn't help sneezing, and looked up at the sky suspiciously, could it be that the weather had changed, otherwise how could he sneeze?

Just like yesterday, spring is blooming.

Chapter 12 After I enter the department

Modify Date: 2014-12-1911:47:37 Word Count: 3209

On the second day, the township test was carried out calmly as always, and there seemed to be no earth-shattering event.

In the afternoon, the head of the drink did not drink other cheating students.

The first reason is that there is no place to copy this thing if you want to discuss it, and you can only look at the students' own knowledge level and talent; and the second reason is that the three students who cheated yesterday were all banned from taking the examination for three years, which to a certain extent still deterred some students with bad intentions.

Finally, after a round of red sun rising again, the township test finally ushered in the last day, the test of poetry.

Whether it is the township test, or the subsequent government test, the meeting test or even the palace test, the last level of poetry is actually only one of them, or poetry, or fu.

However, when the exam questions are issued, there are two, a poetry question, and a question, and the candidate only needs to choose one of them to answer, if the candidate answers two questions, then when the final ranking is taken, the candidate will be rated higher as the candidate's score.

For example, if the candidate answers the poem at the same time, the poem A class, the poem B, etc., then the final poem score is rated as the first class.

The exam paper was quickly sent down, and when he saw the questions on it, Jiang Shangli's face was full of strange looks.

Fu: "Tibetan Pearls in the Yuan Fu", poems: improvised poems with the theme of this scientific examination.

If yesterday's Confucian Shoucheng theory has made Jiang Shangli feel lucky enough, then today's poem title makes Jiang Shangli feel like winning the lottery.

Why? Because whether it is yesterday's strategy or today's Fu, there have been people who have encountered it in previous lives, and like Jiang Shangli, they encountered both strategy and Fu in the same scientific expedition.

That person is called Ouyang Xiu.

Maybe it's a gift from God, when Jiang Shangli came to this world, the vast poems, songs, articles and classics he had seen in his previous life were deeply imprinted in his mind, and even some of them he couldn't even remember, but since he was reborn, he remembered them clearly.

To be honest, at this moment, Jiang Shangxing was full of gratitude, one was to thank the old man who forced him to memorize an unknown number of books since he was a child, and the other was to thank the ancient literature major in the previous life who was extremely cheating in the eyes of countless people.

Hidden pearls in the abyss, from the "Zhuangzi", if so, hide the gold in the mountain, hide the pearl in the abyss, not conducive to goods and wealth, not close to wealth. He hid the gold he had obtained in the mountains, and threw the pearls he had obtained into the abyss, describing the wealth of man who was not close to it.

It was the last day of the township test, and Jiang Shangli didn't want to stay any longer, so he pondered for a while and started writing.

What is different from the past is that this time, from beginning to end, there are three people who are paying attention.

Although it is far from reaching the point of becoming famous all over the world, at this moment, at least three people know Jiang Shangli, indeed, Jiang Shangli's name is really easy to remember.

"It's done. Since Jiang Shangli wrote down his name, Xuezheng has been chattering, and finally, after chanting four or five times, Jiang Shangli's answer sheet finally began to have handwriting appearing.

"Jizhi ancient Dunhua, look up to the saint as the king, the pearl and the treasure, so that it can be divided in the abyss. The effect is precious, although it is prosperous and produce; Abandon useless, and return to Pu to be heard......"

Just looking at the beginning, Song Moran and Xuezheng silently praised it in their hearts, and they didn't even care about Chen Yijin's unruly whispering next to him.

"Those who cover cheap goods are the righteousness of virtue, and those who are honest start from the end. It is not reused, although it is a treasure and ridiculed; If you give it up, you will hide it, and you will have it in the abyss. Sincerity is suffocated by the people, and those who prevent the desire of the world will hide their opportunities......"

When the handwriting appeared here, the answer sheet had been quietly upgraded to a second-class answer sheet, but Song Moran and Xuezheng did not pay attention to it, they glanced at it quietly, and their eyes immediately returned to the test paper.

"The top is cheap, and the bottom is not rare. Although it is a treasure, it will go to Thailand and go to luxury; So that they can screen it, so that they do not know it. Those who donate money are similar, and those who pick jade can say the same. The forgiveness rate is attributed to the reason, and the reality is maximized by inaction. To the shore of Erhangao, each with its own roots; Although there is the production of the Huai Frog, there is no peep. Nature is not greedy, there is no foreign matter at the time, the civil is thrifty, and the treasure is unyielding. Therefore, Yu Shun hangs his clothes, and he also does it by Si and Fu. ”

The last paragraph was written without the slightest pause, and in the false seal in front of Song Moran and Xuezheng's forehead, Jiang Shang's position from the test paper had become a ball of gold.

The national dynasty marking is determined by the talent of heaven and earth, the first grade is golden, the second grade is white, the third grade is light white, and the third grade is gray, so although the number of people participating in the scientific examination is large, the marking is not too difficult.

And the task of the scholars who are studying and inspecting in various places is to verify whether there is too much error in the evaluation of talents, which is the so-called review, after all, there are still omissions in the restoration of Skynet, and no one dares to guarantee that there are any pearls that are abandoned as dust.

"Okay! Be A!" Song Moran slapped the table and shouted, this style of writing is not weak compared to him, so Song Moran is not stingy at all to praise: "This son has thousands of ravines in his heart." ”

Xuezheng didn't look as far as Song Moran, his gaze fell on the golden armor, and he couldn't move it anymore, muttering in a low voice: "Sanjia...... Scripture and righteousness, policy theory, and poetry are all A, why didn't such a student know before?......

If he had known before, Xuezheng might have accepted Jiang Shangli as a student, then this time the three first-class students would be the merits of his education, and his identity would be that of Mr.

However, now, Xuezheng's identity is only Xuezheng, not Jiang Shangli's husband, and the difference is still very big, especially when I think of Jiang Shangli's age, maybe he will soar in the future.

So Xuezheng's voice was full of pity, of course, it was also full of excitement that couldn't be concealed, after all, no matter what, Jiang Shangli was from Jiyuan Township, and he was Xuezheng from Jiyuan Township, and Jiang Shangli would get ahead in the future, and he could get a little credit for this Xuezheng no matter what.

After a while, estimating that Jiang Shangli's answer sheet should be dry, Xuezheng pulled his beard and asked a little depressedly, "Why hasn't he come to hand in the paper yet?"

It is rare to have such an interesting guy as Jiang Shangli, Song Moran is also in a good mood, and he rarely accosted: "Maybe I'm thinking about how to revise it, but this is all first-class grading, and there is no need to revise ......it."

Before the word "change" could be spoken, Song Moran suddenly shut up and stopped speaking, and looked at Jiang Shangli's answer sheet in front of him in surprise with two eyes.

Suddenly there was an extra word on it, "poem".

Chen Yijin and Xuezheng's eyes were also suddenly focused on the answer sheet, and there was an indescribable weirdness in their hearts, Fudu was already first-class, could it be that this guy still had to write poetry?

What a strange person!

Jiang Shangli didn't let them wait too long, and wrote: "Dengke." ”

The poem is about the imperial examination, improvising poetry, you can complain about the content of the imperial examination, or sigh about the passage of time, or make a comeback next year, it is okay, and Jiang Shangli wrote Dengke, which is naturally okay.

When the poem "The past is not enough to boast" was written, the hearts of the three of them jumped, and their eyes immediately focused on the answer sheet, this poem seems to be a little unusual.

"There is no end to debauchery today. As soon as the second sentence came out, it was combined with the first sentence, and the effect was immediately apparent.

As soon as the two catchy verses came out, they immediately pulled the eyes of the three people deeply, just like the attraction of fine wine to the drunkard, even if the lid was only slightly lifted to reveal some flavor, it would be deeply attracted to the wine worm in the drunkard's stomach.

To put it simply, seeing these two lines of poetry will make people maintain a great sense of curiosity about the next verses, and there is a feeling of being happy to see them and not being unpleasant.

However, what made the three of them speechless was that after these two sentences were written, they waited for almost a quarter of an hour, and Jiang Shangli's answer sheet did not have an extra word.

"It must be in the ...... of thinking" Xuezheng couldn't help but explain, but as soon as the words fell, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and when he looked up, the person who came made Xuezheng feel dumbfounded.

Not only him, but even Song Moran was stunned.

The one who came was Jiang Shangli.

After a simple greeting, Jiang Shangli handed in the answer sheet, and then walked outside, seeing that Jiang Shangli was about to disappear around the corner in four or five steps, Xuezheng finally couldn't hold back and shouted: "Jiang Shangli!"

When it comes to calm kung fu, learning is not as good as Song Moran, and even Chen Yijin is not comparable.

Jiang Shangli stopped, then turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What do you want from Xuezheng?"

After hesitating for a moment, Xuezheng couldn't hold back his curiosity after all, and asked, "The poem on your answer sheet is half a poem?"

"It's half a song. Jiang Shangli didn't need to deny this.

"What about the other half of the song?" Xuezheng asked a question that all three people were interested in.

Jiang Shangli was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "It has become a poem." The other half of the poem, after I enter the department, should make up for this poem. ”

"When I enter the department, I should make up this poem. This sentence is so confident, as if Dengke is a matter of hand.

Even if the three of Xuezheng knew that Jiang Shangli had obtained three first-class grades, but at this moment, when Jiang Shangli said such a sentence, the three of them couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Are you so confident, what if you fall off the list?" Xue Zheng asked in surprise.

"This time, it must be on the list. Jiang Shangli's tone was flat, as if this matter had become a foregone conclusion: "Xuezheng, if there is nothing to do, let me step down." ”

"Hmm. Xuezheng replied dullly, looking at Jiang Shang's back as he was getting farther and farther away, his eyes were full of curiosity, and even Song Moran and Chen Yijin, who had been silent, also had a hint of inquiry in their eyes.

Why is there such an amazing and glamorous student in the countryside, and why has such a guy never been famous before?

I'm afraid that no matter how much they want to break their heads, they won't be able to come up with an answer.

Perhaps, there is no middle-aged man who is honest but has an unusual yearning for Jinshi, perhaps, there is no girl who values talent more than everything else, just for the younger generations to get a good education, maybe in the township examination, Jiang Shangli who learned from them is just a lucky student who barely reached the second class by answering questions.

The middle-aged man is called Jiang Dawei, and the girl is called Jiang Yue.

He is Jiang Shangli's second uncle, and she is Jiang Shangli's sister.

Chapter 13 Township Examination Completed

Updated: 2014-12-1911:48:28 Word Count: 3252

The imperial examination, for Confucianism, is basically a necessary process, and the township examination is the first step of the imperial examination.

Most of the Confucian scholars come to participate in the township examination, but not all of them participate in the township examination, and some are students.

However, only those who uphold the Confucian concept and enter the world and have the heart of Confucianism for the country and the people will be called Confucianism, which is the difference between the two, and not every student is qualified to become a Confucian.

And every year, the bachelors who are delegated to the prefectures and counties, in addition to supervision, are responsible for inspecting students and promoting some unique students for the dynasty.

These students are either far-sighted, or have a gap, or are quick-witted, of course, these students have a common characteristic, that is, they are not on the list.

However, after the recommendation, even the students who fail to make the list can be recommended to be promoted, but only by the lifter.

This is called special recommendation, each bachelor can recommend three students, of course, Jiang Shangli naturally can't use it.

Since Jiang Shangli handed in the papers, the only person in charge of collecting the scrolls in front of the library was Xuezheng, but Song Moran returned to the library.

After standing silently for a while with his eyes closed, the virtual mark on Song Moran's forehead slowly emerged, and then continued to enlarge in front of Song Moran, and finally turned into a big light seal.

Song Moran stretched out his hand and clicked on a corner of the light seal, and the light seal began to fluctuate, rippling in all directions like water waves.

After four or five breaths, the light seal was like a mirror, and a thin half-aged face appeared on it, but the eyes were as bright as stars.

"What's the matter?" glanced at Song Moran, the old man's eyelids jumped, and then he smiled: "Have fun playing with Miss Yijin?"

Indeed, for Song Moran, a large part of the reason why he participated in the imperial examination this time was because of Chen Yijin.

If it weren't for Chen Yijin wanting to travel and see the style of the Great Zhou Imperial Examination, Song Moran would definitely not become a superintendent, so for Song Moran, the township examination is not as important as accompanying Chen Yijin.

Of course, now that Jiang Shangli has been born, everything has changed a little.

"It's okay, Miss Yijin had a lot of fun, and she caught a little fox. Speaking of Chen Yijin, Song Moran had a smile on his face, but then disappeared, and said: "I am in Jiyuan Township, and I found a good student in this township test." ”

"Jiyuan Township?" the old man thought for a while, obviously recalling the location of Jiyuan Township, and after two or three breaths, his face showed a hint of surprise, and then he said, "I remember." But if you can make Grandmaster Song feel good, isn't he already a Confucian?"

Bachelor is an official position, an official position recognized and granted by the dynasty, and the grandmaster is the evaluation of Song Moran among Confucianism.

Song Moran frowned, thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that he had not seen through Jiang Shangli.

With a wry smile, Song Moran said his opinion generously, without concealing it at all: "I don't know, because I didn't see it, and I can't see it clearly." How to say it, this student is very strange, talented, writes colorful articles, but is not famous in the countryside. ”

"It's a little weird, but after all, there are people in the world who are different, some are precedent, some are accumulated, and so on. The old man commented, and then asked, "How about the student's township test?"

"The answers to the three subjects are all first-class. Song Moran said.

The old man's face finally showed a hint of surprise, and then he smiled: "I thought you were going to use that nomination quota." ”

After pondering for a while, the old man said, "Send him the answer roll for the imperial examination." ”

A streamer flashed, and the answer sheet that Song Moran read just now was passed to the other party, in addition to the function of contact, the virtual seal can also transmit some things, such as words, pictures, floating glimpses of scenes, etc., and the real thing naturally cannot be passed on.

After about a few breaths, the old man finished reading a few answer sheets, then closed his eyes, recalled the content of the answer sheets, and commented: "The rhetoric is magnificent, a good work, but there is a slight flattery in the Fuzhong, and it is inevitable that some of the bones will be lost, and it can barely be handed down." ”

The imperial examination in the previous life, unlike the Great Zhou, was to speculate, that is, to take into account the ideas of the questioner and the emperor, so the endowment made in the palace examination must take these factors into account, and flattery to a certain extent is indispensable.

After a pause, the old man said: "I'll show you an article, which is also a hidden pearl in the abyss, but this article is out of the classics, with the pearl as a metaphor for the great sage, and the abyss as a metaphor for the rivers and lakes, it can be described as wonderful, and the macro text is enough to pass on to the world!"

After that, the old man passed the article over, Song Moran read it, tasted it for a while, and then said with confidence: "Such a literary style and such a talented idea belong to Li Yong and Li Muzhi." ”

"Yes, compared with the two articles, the rhetoric is gorgeous, but the intention is still superior, this Jiang ...... Jiang Shangli is still slightly inferior. The old man said.

Song Moran didn't think so: "Master Su, you have to take into account this student's family background, he studied in the village school, and he has been studying by himself for the past three years, unlike Li Yong, who has been taught by Confucianism for more than ten years. Moreover, there should not be many students in the dynasty who can get first-class grading papers for students who hand in their papers and leave at this time. ”

The old man was stunned, Jiang Shangli studied in the village school for nearly three years? This news can shock the old man a lot, can the village school teach such a literary student?

Song Moran had a smile on his face, being able to make the old man stunned, this incident was enough for Jiang Shangli to be proud.

"Indeed, there are only more than 20 first-class answers...... Since the student was born in a village school, the old man is a little curious, everything will be said when he comes to the imperial capital, if you can, you can be his guide......" The old man chatted with Song Moran for a few more words, and then cut off contact, and Song Moran took the light seal back in front of his forehead.

Jiang Shangli naturally didn't know everything that happened in the Library.

walked straight to the outside of the township school, Jiang Shangli found that among the candidates in the audience, he seemed to be the first to hand in the papers, and the only one to appear at present.

Other students, including those who are as famous as Li Rong, have not handed in the papers, and most people may not even have finished their manuscripts.

After all, Jiang Shangli wrote directly, and there was almost no pause between the pen and the dragon.

"Came out, came out, someone came out......"

As soon as Jiang Shangli walked out, the originally calm outside immediately became noisy, but after the noise, he continued to return to calm, but Jiang Shangli had hundreds of more eyes on him.

Squinting his eyes and selectively ignoring the hot gaze on his body, Jiang Shangli looked around, and saw Jiang Dawei's figure in the corner of the crowd, as well as Jiang Yue's small and delicate figure, and Seventeen Lang did not follow today.

Without a pause, Jiang Shangli walked towards Jiang Dawei, and when he walked to him, Jiang Yue took the initiative to take the basket, and then his little mouth kept opening and closing, and a sentence immediately popped out of his mouth: "Brother, how did you do in the test?"

"It's okay, if there are no accidents, Xiucai should be fine. Jiang Shangli smiled, rubbed Jiang Yue's head, and then turned his head to look at Jiang Dawei, before the words of greeting came out, the laughter next to him rang out, and then a chubby face appeared beside Jiang Shangli.

"Is it okay to be admitted to the show? Can you say this?" The fat-faced owner, obviously Li Rong's father, pointed to the township school in front of him with his fat fingers, and then said extremely proudly: "Our family Li Rong hasn't finished writing the paper, you have handed in the paper, so dare to say that it is no problem to be admitted to the show?" I'm afraid it was self-defeating and casually wrote a few crooked poems. ”

After the words fell, without waiting for Jiang Shangli to answer, Father Li swaggered away, obviously recognizing that Jiang Shangli had failed the exam.

Jiang Shangli shook his head secretly, how can these two fathers and sons be as proud as roosters?

Turning his head, he saw Jiang Dawei and Jiang Yue's father and daughter with gloomy faces, obviously affected by Father Li's words.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Jiang Shangli is naturally inferior, but now he is handing in the paper ahead of Li Rong, who knows what kind of messy things are written on the answer sheet.

Even Jiang Dawei and Jiang Yue, although they don't say it, I'm afraid they think so in their hearts, especially thinking about Jiang Shangli's performance in the first two days, Jiang Shangli's words are becoming more and more unreliable in the eyes of everyone.

Secretly said with a bad breath, Jiang Shangli said with relief: "Second uncle, Yue'er, after three days, everything will be clear." ”

Three days after the end of the township examination, the bachelors of the local school and the inspection are responsible for the review, and then according to the level of the answer sheet, some students will be awarded talents, and the number of students recommended to the county school and government school will be determined.

Therefore, the release time is three days after the end of the township test.

"Well, if Rokuro said that he could be admitted, he would be able to be admitted. Jiang Dawei's face was ugly, but he still said kindly, and patted Jiang Shangli on the shoulder twice with his palm: "Even if you can't pass the exam, there will be next year, Liulang is still young." ”

Jiang Shangli couldn't cry or laugh a little, it seems that his family still doesn't believe his words, no matter what, everything will be clear in three days.

One after another, from time to time, people walked out of the examination room, either dejected or smiling.

It was probably close to noon when Li Rong came out of the examination room, looking at the smile on his face, he should have done well in the exam, and the father and son didn't look at many students and parents, so they got into the carriage and left.

Well, still proud like a rooster.

At noon, the students basically handed in their papers, after all, it was an hour and a half in the morning, and everything that should have been written was written.

Basically, it was at the end of the first half that Jiang Shilang came out of the township school and joined the people of Dongjiang Village, but he did not return to Dongjiang Village.

At noon, they had a luxurious meal in the township teahouse, and sat down until it was time to hurry, and the four students from Dongjiang Village returned to the township to study.

As is customary, order and ask.

After the process is completed, the township test is officially over, and more than 100 students either gather in groups of three or five, or call friends to play, or gather around Xuezheng to ask questions.

As for Jiang Shangli, after the end, he accompanied his family back to Dongjiang Village.