Lu Dian's purpose was mainly to support his own children, but when he heard Jingzhi County say that the kid who caused the accident was his son, his momentum suddenly weakened.

Jing Zhongkuan is not allowed to visit King Xing, it is a normal situation, King Xing can completely put up a shelf for the county, but the subordinate officials of King Xing's Mansion are not qualified.

If you want to live in this place for a long time, you need to rely on the local parents.

King Xing is separated from the local political system, you are a subordinate official of the palace, and your authority is limited to the acre and three points of land in the Xingwang Mansion.

The county government soap Li came to your house every day to find trouble, and asked you if you could stand it?

Relying on the support of Xingwangfu?

King Xing doesn't have time to mind your affairs!

Zhang Zuo smiled and greeted Jing Zhongkuan, and then said that the selection was about to begin, and euphemistically issued an eviction order.

Jing Zhongkuan was not an unknown person, gave his son a firm look, and then accompanied by Lu Dianxuan and others, he went to the east gate of the palace.

The selection test began when Zhang Zuo reappeared.

At this time, the palace guards had brought tables and placed them under the shade of the big elm tree, and every two children sat on one table, all of which were small long tables, without stools, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstones were placed on the tables, and with the height of these children, they could basically only stand and write.

For the children who came to apply, the written test was basically expected, but they were still a little at a loss.

For example, the four-year-old child of the Lu family, with his head exposed on the table, holding a brush high in his hand, it is estimated that he can't see anything written, but fortunately, the guards standing on the side protect the calf, and quickly find him a stone to cushion.

The person who shared the table with Zhu Hao was the son of Jingzhi County.

"I came to the election at a young age, and I was too self-conscious...... It's good for a little older child to know a few words, but let him write? Hum! ”

Jing Gongzi is obviously very disdainful of the Lu family boy.

No way, who made the family the son of the county magistrate? Last night, his father also held a special banquet to entertain several officials in the palace and let him take care of his son.

Zhang Zuo walked under the big elm tree and said with a smile: "You have come to the palace to accompany you, and you are ready to come, so you will come up with the question now...... Listen well, and write down the first ten sentences of the Analects silently, and the handwriting must be neat and neat, and there can be no deviations......"

Before Zhang Zuo's words were finished, Jing Gongzi had already begun to do the question.

This is called the first strike.

Dictation may be the most untechnical exam, all based on knowledge, the faster you write, the neater it is, the best without fallacies, and after you understand the question, you don't have to listen to the next nonsense.

For the candidates present, this exam was not difficult, and they began to write down one by one. Zhu Hao belongs to the kind of person who is more leisurely and leisurely, and has the heart to observe the state of all the "test friends" present to judge the situation. What he cares about the most are the two related households, the young master of the Jing family and the Lu family.

This question is a serious "overclass" for a four-year-old child, but the young master of the Lu family still picked up a pen and wrote and drew on paper.

There are quirks!

Didn't someone leak the topic so that he could prepare in advance?

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The question of how to count the first ten sentences of the Analects as one sentence is a question.

In this era, there is no punctuation, the sage's speech cannot be paused, and even the truncation question in the imperial examination cannot be just a few words, but the whole sentence must be truncated, which requires the knowledge reserve of the school exam-taking boy.

All this was not difficult for Zhu Hao, and he was ready to write immediately.

The handwriting needs to be designed, not too neat, after all, with his calligraphy skills in his previous life, as well as diligent practice since the crossing, whether it is seal, official or regular script, line calligraphy, and even cursive script, can be trusted to come easily.

But if the performance is too amazing, it doesn't look like a child's writing, but it will cause unnecessary trouble, and if it is too sloppy, it will seem that you are not level.

This needs to be grasped to a certain degree.

Zhu Hao thought about it for a while and made up his mind, not only to ensure that his words look neat, but also not to reflect too high calligraphy attainments, and then make some small changes in handwriting, as far as possible not to involve the expression of pen meaning, such words look good, but there is no look, still like a child writing......

Just when Zhu Hao wrote a few words one after another, and was very satisfied with the "childlike body" he created, his subordinates were already flying like a pen.

Jing Gongzi was originally very confident, thinking that no one surpassed him, but when he glanced at his tablemate, he came first, and his writing speed was obviously more than twice as fast as him, so he suddenly became nervous, and tried to write as fast as possible.

For ordinary children, no matter how good their calligraphy skills are, it is inevitable that the strokes will be scribbled and out of shape if they write quickly.

"Slow down, don't worry, I'll wait for you."

Zhu Hao heard the sound of rapid breathing next to him, glanced sideways, and said to Jing Gongzi with a smile.

Jing Gongzi still rolled his eyes, then turned his head sideways and continued to write.

And here, Zhu Hao has successfully written the first ten sentences almost closely, and he wanted to wait to avoid being suspected of writing too quickly, but at this time, Zhang Zuo, the examiner, walked in front of him and stopped to look.

This time, he didn't need to hide anything, just finished writing the last sentence.

"Sir, I've written it." Zhu Hao put down the brush.

Zhang Zuo's eyes fell on Zhu Hao's words, and he nodded approvingly: "Very good, how old are you?" ”

"Eight years old."

Zhu Hao replied naturally.

"I have such calligraphy skills at the age of eight, and my future is limitless...... Well, there is a willow style......" Zhang Zuo nodded again and again.

The subordinate official of the royal palace who came to invigilate with Zhang Zuo next to him walked over, looked at Zhu Hao's words and praised them: "Good words, even many elders may not be able to write such words, and the speed is still so fast." ”

The exam was not formal, and before the final marking, the examiner praised one of the candidates, which seemed very unusual.

Zhu Hao was not a little happy, but a little worried, don't you want to kill me, right?

Regarding the relationship with the palace, he only secretly interacted with Zhu San and Zhu Si, but the two children did not participate in the invigilation, which was all based on their own skills, but there were so many related households present......

This kind of examination itself is to choose a playmate for the little prince, and people use their connections to select their own people, which does not seem to be a distinction between public and private.

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The first exam is over.

A small half of the students either didn't put pen to paper when Zhang Zuo called a stop, or they just made typos or didn't see what they wrote at all, and they were on the verge of elimination.

Many related households lack knowledge reserves, thinking that they can get to the throne by relying on human feelings, but they don't know that the palace is still very well-behaved, at least Young Master Lu...... is young, and the words he writes are open and clawed, but he can write down all the words silently.

Regardless of whether they are related households or not, they rush to this rigorous attitude...... It is worthy of admiration.

A total of 23 people passed the first assessment.

Overall, there are still quite a lot of people who have passed the level, and only about one-third of them have been brushed.

Jing Gongzi handed in the second paper, thinking that he could get some praise, but he found that Zhang Zuo and others had no evaluation of his words, so he shifted his attention from the young master of the Lu family to Zhu Hao.

"Don't be discouraged if you don't finish it, follow the uncle next to you out of the house, someone at the door will give you a small basket, and you will open it when you get home."

Zhang Zuo arranged for the guards to lead the eliminated candidates out of the palace.

Obviously, King Xing doesn't plan to treat these test-taking boys badly, even if he doesn't pass the exam, he will give some "consolation prizes", what is in the small basket, only the loser knows, Zhu Hao doesn't want to find out.

"The rest will wait first, and then another gentleman will come to the school!"

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Intermission.

Zhang Zuo led people away, leaving a few guards from the palace to maintain order.

There are many people in the children who know each other, even if they are not familiar with each other, it only takes one or two sentences for the children to establish a relationship, and there are not so many cities and interests entangled, and soon they will gather together in groups to talk and play.

Jing Gongzi stared at Zhu Hao with blazing eyes: "Who did you study with?" Why is writing so fast? ”

Zhu Hao pretended to have no city in his chest, and said with a smile: "You write very quickly, I just write these sentences silently often, maybe I can write easily." ”

"Huh? Could it be that someone told you the topic in advance? Jing Gongzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately found an excuse for his failure, and regarded Zhu Hao as a relation.

Zhu Hao thought about it, he was really a relation, and he was the initiator of this selection.

But this relationship ......

"Whatever you want."

Zhu Hao shook his head and didn't answer directly.

Jing Gongzi made a big fuss, and glared at Lu Gongzi, who was only four years old and had no one to play with, and said sharply: "Hey, stinky boy who loves to cry, how can you write those sentences silently at your age?" Who taught you? ”

The tone is sharp and aggressive!

Young Master Lu's face appeared timidity again, and he turned his head to look around, looking like he wanted to sue again and find an adult to support him.

Zhu Hao said to solve the siege: "People dare to come to refer to it, isn't it a basic quality that they should have by reciting and dictating?" Why are you so fierce? ”

The young master of the Lu family was originally very scared, his little eyes were looking for Lu Dianzhan everywhere, and when he heard Zhu Hao's words, he instantly looked at Zhu Hao with touching little eyes, and a touch of admiration and closeness appeared on his face, and it seemed that he regarded Zhu Hao as a backer.

Jing Gongzi just snorted lightly and didn't speak.

Zhu Hao looked at Young Master Lu and asked with a smile, "Is your surname Lu?" ”

"Hmm."

Young Master Lu regarded Zhu Hao as a friend and nodded like pounding garlic.

"What's your name?" Zhu Hao asked again.

Young Master Lu replied seriously: "My name is Lu Bing, my father and my mother are both working in the palace, I ...... I also want to enter the palace and be a scholar for the prince......"