After Li Shanchang left, the class became tepid again.

Hu Yan's whole mind is hung on "Man Jianghong" and Yue Fei, a little-known lyricist who can write such a masterpiece.

I didn't have much heart to lecture, and it was quite perfunctory.

He didn't think that Li Shanchang was coaxing him, after all, Li Tiezui has always been known for his fairness, and if someone cheats in front of him, he is afraid that he will be sprayed with blood.

How could such an upright scholar deceive others?

Self is impossible.

Therefore, the only possibility is that he is only a shallow learner.

There is indeed such a person as Yue Fei, but Li Shanchang is well-informed, rich and rich, and knows this person's name, but he has never known it.

This is his own fault, and it is the embodiment of not being able to achieve his own home.

It seems that there is still a lot of work to be done in the future.

Soon, the boring class was over.

The sons and daughters of the nobles walked out in groups, or had three or five friends, gathered together.

Li Changkong was originally alone, and only followed by Zhen Jian.

Just a moment later, two people came up.

"Hello, my name is Jia Taisui, what you said just now is really energetic, and it comes to my heart." The first person to step forward was the nine-foot strong man.

Even if this person is dressed, he can still faintly see the smooth muscle lines under the loose clothing.

looks a little rough, but it also looks honest and honest.

But it makes people feel good about it involuntarily.

"Where, where, it's just a feeling."

"Daqian, Jin State, and Chen State are the three kingdoms of the Eastern Regions, plus the always wealthy Southern Liang and the Western Qin, which are famous for their soldiers and horses, as well as the Great Chu of the Son of Heaven, there are six Han countries!"

"How can you be afraid of the barbarians grazing in the north?" Whether Li Changkong crossed over or after the crossing, he always adhered to the idea that his heart would be different if he was not of my race.

Therefore, when I knew that the Northern Yuan Dynasty was powerful today, eyeing the tiger, and repeatedly going south to plunder, I was filled with righteous indignation for a while.

Hearing this, Jia Taisui applauded vigorously and said, "Well said, this is really to my heart." ”

Even the thick Yuzhou accent could not hide the excitement and appreciation between his words.

"There are so many Han people, can we still bully a few sheep herders?"

"If they dare to invade the Daqian frontier, I will be the first to go up!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two is earning!"

When he said this, Jia Taisui exuded an amazing momentum all over his body, which made Li Changkong secretly frightened.

It also makes people involuntarily believe that this person really dares to ride a horse to kill Yuan Dog, it is definitely not just talking.

Li Changkong couldn't help but nod and said, "Brother Jia has good ambitions. ”

Jia Taisui scratched his head, and was about to elaborate, but saw another person walking not far away.

This person is dressed as a Confucian student, and between his steps, there are implied etiquette, and he is obviously a very well-behaved person.

It is the only son of Zhang Xun, the Duke of Dingguo: Zhang Han!

After Zhang Han walked down in front of the two, he first bent down at Li Changkong, performed a standard Confucian etiquette, and then said: "I've seen Brother Li, under Zhang Han." ”

"Brother Zhang Han, I have admired my name for a long time."

"I just listened to Brother Li's recitation of "Man Jianghong", and Han only felt excited and fascinated.

"It's just that some Han is a little sparse in learning, and there are still some things that I don't understand, and I still want to ask Brother Li for a lesson or two, why don't you and I go together?"

"Nothing to do!" Li Changkong readily agreed.

Although Zhang Han has a strange temper, he likes to read and does not like to dance with knives and guns.

But Zhang Xun only has such a son as him, and he is destined to be the future prince of Xiaoguo!

Befriending him, for Li Changkong, is basically beneficial and harmless.

As for Jia Taisui, although he never knew what his identity was.

But when he saw Zhang Han coming, he didn't show the slightest timidity in his expression.

Apparently also from an extraordinary background.

The three of them talked and laughed like this, and walked towards the outside of the Guozi Prison together.

As I said earlier, the prison of the country is very large.

There are not only teaching houses, but also many trees and flowers.

Peach blossom trees, locust trees, green pines, etc., you name it.

On the trees and flowers, there are more birds and finches frolicking, warblers and swallows.

Even if you don't come to study, you only come to watch the scenery, I'm afraid it will have a different flavor.

Li Changkong glanced at it, but saw a hornet's nest, and was immediately a little surprised.

This thing is also kept in the national prison? Aren't you afraid of stinging? Or is there a dedicated person taking care of it?

I don't know, but this hornet... I can't say how useful it is.

After the three of them walked out of the national prison, it was getting late, and they had no intention of continuing to get together.

They each boarded the carriage back home and went their separate ways.

On the chariot, Li Changkong opened the window and asked Zhen Jian, "What is the proofreading?" ”

Zhen Jian saw that his young master did not know about this proofreading, but he was not surprised at all, and even felt that it should be so.

"Young master, this school review is the examination school for His Majesty to select talents from among the children of the nobles."

"Those who are most outstanding in the Chinese test will be given a golden inkstone platform by the cabinet and conferred an official position."

"The most outstanding in the martial arts test will be awarded a gold belt by the Ministry of War, and at the same time an official position."

"In short, this is the way for a noble like you, young master, to enter the court and become an official."

As soon as Zhen Jian said this, Li Changkong understood.

In Daqian, the title is a knighthood, and the official position is an official position, and their respective positions are different.

is like Li Changkong's father, Li Zhufeng, who not only has the title of Marquis of Wuling, but also works as an errand in the military department.

In this way, you can take both the title and the official position!

And the children of ordinary nobles, if they are more motivated, will go to participate in this annual school parade.

After all, this is probably the only way for the sons and daughters of the nobles to become officials.

Of course, if you are lazy, you will not go at all.

only eats at home and waits for death, waiting to inherit the title.

Just like Li Changkong...

Of course, there are some people who don't go, but they are secretly accumulating strength, hoping to make a splash and win a gold belt or a gold inkstone in one fell swoop.

You must know that this gold belt and gold inkstone are said to be issued by the Ministry of War and the cabinet, but in fact, they are going to pass the emperor's eyes!

In other words, if you can behave properly in the school review, you will be considered to have entered the eyes of His Majesty.

How can this future be worse?

For the children of Xungui, this review is equivalent to the imperial examination, and even... It's a little more important than the imperial examination.

After figuring out what the proofreading was, Li Changkong pondered.

My own body, I did some ridiculous things before, and I lost a lot of money.

Besides, even if he didn't lose money, an archaeology student in his previous life, at most, he could do two types of military boxing, how could he compare to those noble sons who practiced martial arts since childhood?

It seems that if there is no accident, I should be going to take the literary exam.

As for the ..... of the martial arts test, it really can't be done, so it's better to give up directly, so as not to be beaten on stage.

After thinking clearly, Li Changkong called Zhen Jian over again: "Zhu Ben, the son of the Marquis of Yangcheng, what hobbies do you have on weekdays?" ”