Jia Yu sneered and said: "No need, I can still trust Brother Zhu's daughter-in-law, since you said that there is no problem, then Baoyu has obviously grown up, and he can actually write down so much knowledge in such a short time." ”

Shen Liang came to Jia Yu in a shy, and stretched out his hand: "Uncle, it's not enough to just praise verbally, you have to get some color."

Jackpots?

Jia Yu was stunned when he heard this!

Shi Taijun, who likes to be lively, immediately sent an assist, "Baoyu is right, you are an uncle, you should have some color, Baoyu will be admitted to the Jinshi in the future, you also have a light on your face?" ”

Jia Yu was helpless, and took out a folding fan from his arms, "I got an ancient fan a few days ago, which is owned by the great poet Su Shi of ......the Song Dynasty."

Before he finished speaking, the fan was taken away by Shen Liang, "Take it!" ”

Shen Liang twisted his fingers, and the folding fan was like a peacock issuing a ticket, with a poem written on it.

"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world!

Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed. ”

The lower left side of the fan is stamped with a red seal with the words "Dongpo Layshi" on it.

"Uncle, is it really Su Shi's real work?"

Shen Liang knew very well that Su Shi's authentic works were rare, they were all things that only had royal properties, and there were very few folk legends.

Jia Yu's face hurts!

"Of course, this is a good thing that I have treasured for many years, and if you don't want it, give it back to me."

Jia Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

Where is he Shen Liang's opponent, Shen Liang gave in lightly, and then avoided Jia Yu, "Uncle, what you sent out, how can there be any reason to go back, this fan is good, I accepted it, thank you!" ”

Shen Liang clenched his fists and arched his hands, and he got the treasure, but he still had to thank the bitter master.

Jia Yu went crazy with heartache, he really lost his wife and soldiers, not only did he not embarrass Jia Zheng's father and son, but he put in an ancient fan.

"Big nephew, you can't read by rote, it's useless to read by rote." Jia Yu rolled his eyes, feeling that he couldn't lose his momentum in his mouth, "I heard that there are many people in the Guozi Prison who have never forgotten, but those people have nothing but memory, and some of them can't even pass the Xiucai exam." ”

What Jia Yu said is also true.

The imperial examination is a baguwen.

Since the Song and Yuan dynasties, the imperial examination system has gradually matured, and by the Great Zhou Dynasty, it reached its peak.

Chen Youliang, the Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, received the support of Confucianism, killed Zhu Yuanzhang, and established the Great Zhou Dynasty, that is, the imperial examination was held in the third year of Dayi, stipulating that "Chinese and foreign civil servants are all advanced by the imperial examination, and those who are not subject to the imperial examination are not allowed to be officials." ”

In the seventeenth year of Dayi, the Great Zhou Dynasty promulgated the "Imperial Examination Form", which laid the written regulations for the imperial examination thereafter, including the children's examination, the hospital examination, the township examination, the meeting examination, and the palace examination.

Each eight-strand essay is composed of fixed paragraphs such as breaking the topic, undertaking the topic, starting to speak, starting, starting shares, middle shares, back shares, and bundle strands.

It is necessary to speak on behalf of the sages, and the eight-strand text is extremely rigid, and there can be no transgression.

Jia Yu said that Shen Liang's back was useless, but it was not an exaggeration.

Shen Liang played with the ancient fan and said with a smile: "Then don't worry about the uncle, you can get the best in the exam, and there is no loss if you don't pass the exam, anyway, my nephew is still young, and I have time." ”

Shen Liang said and picked up the laba porridge on the table, "This porridge is still warm, it is not hot, grandmother, I will give it to you." ”

Mrs. Shi couldn't close her mouth with joy, hugged Shen Liang and called her heart baby.

Jia Yu is also a master who refuses to suffer, and happened to see the Laba porridge in Shen Liang's hand, his eyes rolled, and he thought about it, and said: "Today is the Laba Festival, since Baoyu has learned to be rich and has five cars, why not write a poem?" ”

Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and others nodded when they heard this.

Shen Liang's surprise to them was too great, so they were all looking forward to Shen Liang giving them a bigger surprise.

Jia Yu said again: "Today you make a bet with your second brother, you must write as a son. ”

Is it also limited to identity?

Lin Daiyu and others were in an uproar, and it was extremely difficult to compose poems on the Laba Festival!

Since ancient Tang and Song poems, there are many poems written about Qingming, Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chongyang, but there are almost no famous poems in the Laba Festival.

The proximity of the Gainlaba Festival to the Spring Festival is not too memorable.

Now it is difficult for a strong man to limit his identity!

Mrs. Wang said angrily: "His uncle, how did my family Baoyu offend you, you want to be difficult for him everywhere, I don't think it's better to do this, you come to make a song, it's brilliant, I'll give you a lottery!" ”

Women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Jia Yu sneered: "Don't be angry with my brother and daughter-in-law, I also see Baoyu's talent, you think, a person who can memorize the four books by heart, improvise a poem, isn't it beautiful?" If it can be brilliant and spread out, it will also add glory to Baoyu and win glory for my Jia family! ”

Jia Yu is talking the opposite anyway, and no one can find fault with it.

Mrs. Wang was furious, pointed at Jia Yu's nose and was about to scold.

What level is Shen Liang, she, as a mother, knows best, don't look at Shen Liang's endorsement of the sixth, but composing poetry is another matter.

Those high-ranking officials and bachelors in ancient times, if they had no talent, the poems they made were also laughable and generous.

Poetry requires talent, it needs spirituality, just like singing and painting, it requires skill.

Jia Zheng is also a little unhappy, he is a representative of no talent and no spirituality, it's okay to let him endorse, but if you want him to compose poems, it is really harder than killing him.

"Baoyu, if you can't do it, don't be reluctant, let's only concentrate on the Four Books and Five Classics and the Imperial Examination, and we can also be the official slaughterer in the future."

Jia Zheng looked at Shen Liang with relief and said.

Shen Liang smiled slightly, and bowed to Jia Zheng, "Father, my son had a lot of inappropriate things before, and today I am interested, so I will make a poem by pardoning the uncle's request." ”

"Some people in the province are thieves and think that there is no one in our Jia family!"

Jia Zheng was also enthusiastic, and said loudly: "Well said, it is worthy of being my son, even if you do it badly, you will bear it for your father, and if you ask a famous teacher to teach you in the future, you will definitely be able to make a difference." ”

Shen Liang smiled slightly: "Father, if I make a good poem, you will grant me a request." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

Shen Liang said: "I am bored at home all day, and it is useless to go to school, I want to go out for a walk, see the outside world, and see the suffering of the people." ”

Shen Liang, as the big treasure of Rongguo Mansion, is not allowed to go out of the mansion without permission.

On the one hand, it is because of Jia Zheng's ban, and on the other hand, he is afraid that he will encounter accidents when he goes out because he is young.

There is no comparison between ancient and modern times.

In ancient times, people had many teeth, and many children were stolen by bad people in the blink of an eye, or sold, killed, or disfigured, and their limbs were broken and used for begging.

Xue Pan's maid Xiangling is Zhen Yinglian, who was abducted when she was young.

Therefore, before the crown, Shen Liang did not have the right to leave the house alone, and he had to go through the approval of Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang.

Jia Zheng thought for a while and said, "The matter of leaving the mansion...... Okay, as long as you can make a good song, I'll agree. ”

Mrs. Wang was anxious: "Master! ”

Jia Zheng waved his hand, "I have a decision on this matter, so I don't need to say more." ”