"Knock knock!"

In the night, there was a knock on Zhao Asan's door, and the thirty-year-old man woke up in a daze, full of doubts.

It's so late, how can someone knock on the door?

Could it be the ghosts and spirits of the mountains?

The man got up from the bed, not only was he not afraid, but picked up a thick wooden stick from the side of the bed and walked cautiously to the door.

If it was really a spirit, he Zhao Asan would definitely be knocked to death with a stick!

"Zhao Asan, open the door..."The old man's voice came from outside the door, which was very familiar.

"Village Chief!"

Zhao Asan's eyes flashed, and then he came back to his senses, put down the wooden stick, and slowly opened the door, and sure enough, he saw an old man with a rickety body standing in front of the door.

Zhao Asan supported the old man with both hands and said with a smile: "Uncle Village, I have something to say, why did you knock on my door in the middle of the night, I thought it was a spirit who came to the door!" ”

The village chief nodded, walking on crutches, he looked at the tall man in front of him, and followed him into the room.

A wooden table, two old benches.

Oil lamps lit up, and sparks lit up the cheeks of the two.

"Village chief, if you have anything, you can say it, I'll listen!" Zhao Asan knew that the village chief was definitely looking for him, otherwise it would be impossible to come to the door in the middle of the night!

The village chief hesitated for a moment, sighed, and told the story of today's events.

After hearing this, Zhao Asan was dumbfounded, and muttered to himself: "Good boy, there is such courage, there is no one in our village who can compare to this kid!" ”

He naturally knows Zhao Xuanqi, he grew up eating hundreds of meals, he is serious and diligent in his work, and every household helps, many people in the village owe this kid favors, and he is very smart in talking and doing things, and his brain is very flexible!

Everyone is willing to give "weeds" a mouthful of food, and they are also willing to play with "weeds", and many people have regarded "weeds" as brothers and are very concerned.

But...... It's incredible!

Many villagers' children don't have the opportunity to go to school, and they don't want to send their children to study, even if they have a good relationship with Zhao Xuanqi, but how can they let them pay Zhao Xuanqi to study?

"Uncle Village, what do you mean?" A faint gaze flashed in Zhao Asan's eyes, revealing a look of embarrassment.

"I want to send him to study, you are famous in the village, everyone respects you, I want you to accompany me to every house to borrow some money, save some silver taels and give him a chance."

The village chief clenched the cane in his hand to relieve the complicated emotions in his heart, and asked seriously in an old voice, "What do you think of my thoughts?" ”

Zhao Asan is strong and strong, standing aside like an iron tower, with this body, no one in the village is his opponent, so many people are convinced of him and call him Uncle Zhao.

At the same time, Zhao Asan is also very senior, and many people have to call him uncle and uncle, and he is quite famous in the clan.

The most important point is that Zhao Asan's parents once made a fortune, so they sent him to study, although he only studied for three months, he was forced to drop out of school because he had no money, but he was the only one who went to school!

There is no problem in knowing some simple words and sentences, and he also knows poetry, and because he has read books, the people in the village respect him very much, Zhao Asan's decision is extremely important, as long as Zhao Asan agrees, then other people are not a problem.

The village chief looked at Zhao Asan seriously.

Zhao Asan looked away, didn't dare to look at the old man's hopeful eyes, decisively refused, and said without thinking: "It is said to be borrowed, but in fact, there is no repayment of the loan, the possibility of that kid being admitted to the fame is very small, at least he has to work hard for several years, once he fails the test, everyone's money will be wasted..."

"Uncle Village, you know the situation in our village, we are very poor, the imperial court taxes are very heavy, we can't afford to go to the city to study alone, I have been in the academy for three months, it's too difficult, what poetry, what endorsement, Zhao Xuanqi is sixteen years old and has not yet enlightened, how can he compare to those children of the big clan who have been studying since childhood?"

"He has a lot of truth in that, but are you sure he has a talent for reading? If you don't have talent, it's useless to read, and to write poems and lyrics, you need to write a song star..."

Zhao Asan was very stubborn, his voice was angry, and he refused to let go: "If he has the slightest possibility of being famous, I am willing to help, but I know that it is too difficult to study, as difficult as the sky, I can't see hope at all..."

"Ahh

He knew that people couldn't afford it.

It's good to be famous, but what if you can't pass the test?

As a farmer for generations, I don't have the courage to give up everything to fight.

No one knows whether Zhao Xuanqi is a Wenqu star or not, whether he has the talent to read, and no one can bear this consequence.

Fragile people will break their muscles and bones whenever they encounter a little twist and turn, and they will not have the ability to take risks and the cost of trial and error!

The village chief stood up tremblingly and was about to leave Zhao Asan's house, but at a critical moment, he suddenly remembered a poem and immediately said: "That kid made a poem with me today in order to prove that he has a talent for reading, but it is easy to remember..."

As he spoke, the old man recited the catchy verse: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering, the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows..."

When the words fell, he turned and left.

Zhao Asan was stunned in place, he had read the book, and he knew the quality of the poems, and he could understand the meaning of the poems, this poem was catchy and had a clear artistic conception......

Although he didn't know how to appreciate the verse, he knew it by feeling!

The poems of those talented old men in the city can't be understood or understood, and they are complicated, like garbage, and they can't compare to half of the poem.

He just listened to the village chief read a sentence, and he actually recited this poem easily, and the aftertaste was endless, and the more he tasted it, the more powerful he felt.

For a moment, the thirty-year-old man trembled with excitement, and his face flushed with excitement.

Zhao Asan lost his mind for a moment, and muttered to himself: "Wenqu Xing descends to earth, it is definitely Wenqu Xing descending to earth!" ”

"Weeds" has never read a book for a day, and has not even touched a pen and paper, but he can write a chapter and make such amazing verses, and his talent is simply unheard of!

Born to compose poetry?

In contrast, those above-level children and talented masters, who have been reading for more than ten years, have made poems that are so bad that they are simply read into the pit.

Recalling Zhao Xuanqi's diligence and intelligence over the years, this man is also willing to give a chance, Zhao Xuanqi's conduct is very good, and he also has a talent for reading, why not help?

If Zhao Xuanqi had a bad character, or a stupid mind, he would never be willing to help.

The man immediately caught up and called the village chief, and agreed to the village chief's request: "Send that kid to study, I think his poetry is very talented!" ”

The village chief was overjoyed, Zhao Xuanqi actually had a talent for reading, and only then did he understand the power of that poem.

In the night, the village chief and Zhao Asan carried lanterns, knocked on the door door door, lowered their faces, and asked to send Zhao Xuanqi to study in a good voice.

Without exception, they were all rejected.

Zhao Asan and the village chief tried their best to be a guarantee: "That kid is smart and clever, he grew up with a mouthful of food and a mouthful of food from his father and fellow villagers, and please give him a chance, he has a talent for poetry!" ”

The villagers looked embarrassed.

However, the two village chiefs repeatedly assured that "Wild Grass" was very talented in poetry, so they were willing to pool money to help send "Wild Grass" to study.

After all, the "weeds" are all grown up by them, and it is false to say that there is no emotion, and the "weeds" have helped everyone a lot over the years, especially this year, which has made many people owe favors, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is everyone's family, and no one regards him as an outsider.

If "Weeds" don't have the talent to read, it is impossible for the villagers to borrow money, and it's useless to say that it's useless, but with the support of the village head, and the assurance of Uncle Zhao, a person who has read books, "Weeds are absolutely talented", so they are willing to give a chance.

Soon, every family borrowed money to come out, and an old man heard that "Weeds" had a talent for reading, and he was so happy that he danced with his hands, and even gritted his teeth and said:

"I've heard that reading is expensive, do you have enough money? If it's not enough, I'll sell the cow! ”

The people in the village are simple, Zhao Xuanqi has done things over the years, they see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts, even if they are hungry, they will send him to study!