The Little First Grand Secretary in My House Chapter 112:
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This article can be read normally if the subscription ratio is ≥50%, otherwise it needs to be delayed for three days. The supplement can be read immediately. It is said that there was a gray-haired scholar taking the exam. The examiner knew by his appearance that he was an old man who had repeatedly failed the exam. Tong Sheng deliberately made things difficult for him: "I will make a couplet, and if you can match it, I will take you."
The old boy felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to give in.
The examiner set the question: "The upper hook is for old students, the lower hook is for test. Old students are tested for young students, and young students are tested for old students."
Old Tongsheng asked for mercy and bowed, and replied: "One person is great, two people are heaven. Heaven is great and human feelings are great, and human feelings are greater than heaven."
The flattery was so exquisite that the examiner was embarrassed to go back on his word and had no choice but to select him as a scholar.
In fact, as soon as I heard this story, I knew it was made up. Anyone who has participated in the college examination should know what the situation will be like. How can the examiner take the initiative to test an old student? The examiner and the examinee will not talk to each other, and this is also to avoid it.
It was obviously compiled by some failed scholar to comfort people. Because it made people laugh, it spread among the scholars. It even extends to any official in the DPRK who is appointed as an academic adviser or presides over the examination of a new subject. Officials who are close to him will inevitably tell him not to be 'too generous'.
It is both a joke and a warning. Fraud in imperial examinations has always been involved in many things. Once you do something wrong, you will inevitably end up with no guarantee.
Xue Tingyan did not expect to hear this pairing here.
He didn't feel uneasy because the second line was borrowed, because winning against Xue Juncai had always been his biggest obsession.
It is now, and it was also in the dream.
In the dream, he was troubled by this matter for a long time, but after all kinds of efforts, he finally felt proud. It was because of his experience that he realized how much this kind of obsession affects a person's psyche. He has more ambitious goals, and there are still many things to do, and Xue Juncai is just an obstacle to him now. Getting over him is what he needs to do now.
As for why he abandoned the second line he came up with and chose to borrow this one. Xue Tingyan glanced at Xue Qingshan and Yang Zhong, thinking that they were extremely small and just making fun of them.
Obviously only Xue Qingshan and Yang Zhong are Tongsheng present, and although this pair is exquisitely matched, there is obviously a sense of ridicule. The old students take the exam, and the young students take the exam until they are old. This is undoubtedly the greatest ridicule and curse for a person who has failed to pass the exam for many years.
The faces of the two immediately turned purple, but they had to suppress it. At this time, He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai were already high-fiving and applauding.
"Okay, that's right!"
Everyone seemed to have forgotten Xue Juncai. He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai whispered for a few times, and then He Xiucai announced: "After the two of us unanimously decided, the winner is Xue Tingyu and Xue Xiaoyou."
"Xue Xiaoyou, I hope you can work hard and achieve fame as soon as possible." He said to Xue Tingyan in a friendly manner.
"Thank you two seniors for your encouragement. I will definitely work harder." Xue Tingyan bowed as a gift.
While the two scholars He Qiao and Xue Tingyan were talking, the villagers standing in the hall and outside had already started talking. Most of them were in admiration, but of course some were in disbelief and questioning.
Among them, the Xue family members were the most unbelievable, especially Xue Qingshan. He had been suppressing it before, but now he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and said: "Just based on these, you can decide the outcome. You two Senior, are you too hasty?"
Seeing that both He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai looked over, he shrank for a moment, then became confident again: "The winner has been decided just like this before the kid's pair has been made..."
He Xiucai looked displeased and ignored him. Instead, he asked Patriarch Xue with a cold face: "Does Patriarch Xue also have objections to my conclusion?"
How could Chief Xue dare to offend the scholar? There were still two scholars. Besides, from his point of view, Xue Tingyan's performance in this game was indeed a bit unexpected, and it was much better than Xue Juncai. As an outsider, he naturally saw clearly and hurriedly scolded Xue Qingshan and asked him to apologize to the two scholars.
Xue Juncai also had a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "The boy is not convinced either. He has never been as good as me. I just didn't prepare properly. The two seniors can ask questions again. This time the boy will definitely beat him."
At this time, a woman squeezed in from the crowd outside the door.
She is disheveled and her hair is messy. She is none other than Ms. Yang.
Ms. Yang stumbled in and cried: "My son can't lose. You two must have been bribed to harm my son intentionally."
This was a big deal, especially on such an occasion when a woman rushed in and made a loud noise. Not only did He Qiao, the two talented people, look angry, but also several village elders present scolded her for being inappropriate.
"Absurd, really ridiculous! Do Li Zheng and the clan leader also think that I have been bribed?"
"You two talented men must not be angry. This woman has long hair and short knowledge. She is talking nonsense."
"Lian Xing, why don't you get this shrew of yours back!"
Mr.
It’s just that Xue Qingshan still wants an explanation at this time, but how can he care about this.
There was a lot of commotion on the court. He Xiucai wanted to leave, but Qiao Xiucai didn't want to stay any longer. Patriarch Xue and Zheng Lizheng repeatedly tried to persuade them to stay, and at the same time they angrily shouted to get these people away quickly.
Qiao Xiucai sneered, and did not scold Xue Juncai. Instead, he sneered at Xue Qingshan: "It's a shame that you are a child and have taken the exam several times, but you can't see the meaning of Brother He's exams. No wonder you are still a child after taking exams for many years!"
Qiao Xiucai’s words were so heartbreaking that Xue Qingshan’s face turned green and white. In fact, Qiao Xiucai was not usually so sarcastic, but he saw that the father and son refused to admit defeat and still wanted to pester him, so he uttered evil words.
"In terms of adapting to the situation and in terms of being calm, he is not as good as him." He pointed at Xue Tingyan, then pointed at Xue Juncai: "You think there is time in the examination room to give you another chance to wait? Come on? That scroll is stained and stained. I’m afraid that if I don’t read what you wrote, it will be an undesirable end!”
At this time, Xue Juncai was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he could not react. However, Xue Qingshan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stopped talking.
*
He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai finally stayed.
While the hall was in chaos, Xue Qingshan sneaked into the crowd with Xue Juncai and Yang in despair.
Seeing that there was no excitement anymore, the villagers dispersed and walked home while discussing today's events with the people around them.
In fact, they don't know anything, as long as they know that the person who wins in the end is the dog of the second wife of Xue Lianxing's family. It can be predicted that after this incident, many people in the village will have a different view of Xue Tingyan. They will even happily talk about it and talk about it. There is a young man in the village who has been praised by the two scholar masters. He must have a bright future in the future.
Xue Juncai's reputation in the village is destined to be replaced by Xue Tingyan.
Taking advantage of the crowd and chaos, Xue Tingyan walked out of Zheng Lizheng's house.
Zhao'er had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw him, he said happily: "Gou'er, you really won, you beat Xue Juncai! I'm so happy."
She was so happy that she didn't know what to do. Seeing this, Xue Tingyan couldn't say a word of condemnation and just looked at her with a smile.
After feeling happy, Zhao'er showed some hesitation: "By the way, after you beat him, do you really want to go to Qinghe Academy to study?"
Xue Tingyan pondered for a moment: "I don't plan to go to Qinghe Academy. Uncle Chen said that he can help me introduce him to Qingyuan Academy."
"Qingyuan Academy? The name seems to be quite similar to Qinghe Academy. Is this academy good?" Immediately, Zhao'er laughed and said: "Yes, Uncle Chen is well-informed, I can let him speak. It’s definitely not bad.”
Xue Tingyan nodded: "I plan to go to town in the next two days to talk to Uncle Chen about this matter,"
"What are you waiting for these two days? Let's go now."
Xue Tingyan didn't expect Zhao'er to be so eager, so he couldn't help but hesitate.
Zhao'er added: "There must be chaos at home right now. Let's avoid the limelight first."
He immediately understood the meaning of her words. With the temperament of the married couple and the always partial Zhao family, he didn't know what kind of chaos the family would become.
The two left the village avoiding the crowd. Since they didn't encounter a mule cart, they took an ox cart to the town.
When we arrived at Dongliju, Uncle Chen happened to be there. Xue Tingyan explained the matter. Uncle Chen agreed and said that he would go find his classmate tomorrow. After that, the two of them did not go back. Xue Tingyan continued to copy his unfinished books, while Zhao'er continued to pack the pile of clothes that she had not finished packing.
It was not until evening that the two returned to Yuqing Village.
The Xue family's yard was quiet, with smoke floating out of the chimney, and cooking seemed to be going on in the kitchen.
Standing in the yard, Mrs. Zhao saw two people walking in from the outside. She had a cold look on her old face and cursed without mentioning her name: "People say we enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren, but we have become old slaves. If you don’t see anyone for a day, then you open your mouth to eat when you get home, I owe you in my previous life!”
Ms. Yang walked out of the east chamber: "Mom, the food for the third brother and sister is ready. Let's quickly set the table for dinner."
Ms. Zhao snorted coldly, turned and entered the main door. Without even looking at the two of them, Yang followed them in.
Zhaoer took a look at Xue Tingyan.
Xue Tingyan looked at her: "What are you looking at?"
Zhaoer sighed and muttered in a low voice: "Don't pay attention to grandma, she is just so partial."
"Yeah, I know."
*
While the two were cleaning up the house, there was a sudden noise in the courtyard, not only the voices of Mr. Xue and Xue Qingshan, but also a familiar voice.
Zhao'er looked out the window and saw that Yang's father, Yang Zhong, was here.
Yang Zhong was from nearby Niujiao Ling. Because he was a boy, he was considered a prominent figure in Niujiao Ling. Like his son-in-law, he opened a private school to make ends meet. However, this person is flamboyant, good at putting on airs, and relies on his old age to act like one, most of all to attract displeasure to his children.
Yang Zhong seemed to have eaten too much wine somewhere, his steps were staggering, and his fat face was red.
The couple from the first house greeted them, as well as Mr. Xue.
Mr.
Ms. Yang complained: "Dad, you too, why do you drink so much wine?"
"Zheng Lizheng is too hospitable. This meal has taken so long. How can your father not be drunk?" Yang Zhong looked a little proud and said to Mr. Xue: "It's nothing. , Juncai is also my grandson. As a grandfather, how can I not come to make decisions for him?"
These words made Mr. Xue feel even more embarrassed. He also knew that what happened in the morning was definitely not that simple. He laughed along and said: "It makes my in-laws laugh. If it weren't for the family's financial difficulties, this kind of thing would not happen..."
The voices of the two gradually dropped, and they walked into the house together.
Zhao'er glanced at Xue Tingyan and said, "Fortunately, I bought some buns when I came back. Well, there's no need to eat this dinner."
In fact, no one asked them to eat. Because of Yang Zhong's sudden arrival, the entire Xue family was thrown into chaos.
This Yang Zhonghao has a temper that likes to torment people, and he also likes to put on airs. The key person has the identity of Tong Sheng, and Mr. Xue also respects him. Every time he comes, he will be greeted with good wine and good food.
Before, the Xue family did not pay attention to Yang Zhonghui's arrival at this time. They just made some food casually. This kind of food is not suitable for entertaining people. Doesn't it all have to be made again.
Zhao'er didn't care about things outside. He went to the kitchen to pour some hot water, then went back to the house to eat steamed buns with Xue Tingyan.
After finishing the buns, it was already dark outside.
Zhao'er stood in front of the door and saw the bright lights in the main room. He had obviously eaten.
She was about to go to the kitchen to boil water and wash her feet when Xue Taoer hurriedly walked out of the main room and said, "Sister Zhao'er, grandpa asked the dog to come over."
==Chapter 13==
Since Xue Tingyan made up his mind to copy the book, Zhao'er had no reason to object.
However, she also made great ambitions to earn a lot of money in the future and no longer let him worry about a book, which is not mentioned here.
After Zhao'er helped him lay out the paper, he went to find a suitable needle and thread, planning to bind him after he finished writing.
Xue Tingyan laughed a little, but didn't say anything. She picked up the pen and started writing seriously on the paper.
He planned to copy all the books he had memorized because he discovered a problem. After having that dream, 'Xue Tingyan' had a more and more profound impact on him, including his own memory. Impact.
Especially all the books he has learned since elementary school. He had reviewed the memory of that dream before, and he had memories of some books from elementary school and even college, but his memory was extremely vague, and many of the more detailed things were forgotten.
He thought about the reason and felt that 'he' seemed to be very disgusted with the memory of studying hard in the cold window, so he had been avoiding it. In addition, the Xue Tingyan in the dream has lived for more than seventy years. Ever since he passed the Jinshi examination, he has been addicted to officialdom battles and has not cared about his own knowledge.
Many years have passed, and what he remembers is more about the ups and downs of officialdom, the various forces in the party struggle, and the speculations of the people, rather than the original essence of a scholar.
Seriously speaking, 'Xue Tingyan' is not a real scholar, he is just a politician.
But it is obvious that he does not need these things now. It is like a young child possessing a sword. He knows the significance of these things to his future. But today, all a young child needs is a piece of clothing, or just food and clothing.
But these memories have begun to affect his own memory. He doesn't want to forget what he has learned. What he needs to do now is to consolidate his memory and combine it with 'Xue Tingyan's' advanced cognition of many things to comprehensively understand it. It's the right path.
The best way to understand everything is to copy books.
Obviously this yellow bamboo paper is of very poor quality, and the writing force must be light or heavy. If it is light, the ink will be uneven, and if it is heavy, it will smear. However, Xue Tingyan writes on it as if there is nothing, like flowing clouds and flowing water. The handwriting on it is full and round, and particularly majestic.
Zhaoer held his breath, not even daring to say a word. His eyes fell on Xue Tingyan, who was writing rapidly, and suddenly he had the illusion that the little man had grown up.
Xue Tingyan quickly wrote a piece of paper. He was about to take it away to dry when Zhao'er quickly took it and carefully spread it out on the kang. Her eyes were attracted by those words. She couldn't tell how beautiful they were, they just felt like paintings.
During this period, Xue Tingyan wrote another one.
Just like that, Xue Tingyan wrote, and the children were dried, and soon the kang was covered with paper.
A three-character classic contains only a thousand words, so Xue Tingyan finished it quickly.
He put down the pen, took a deep breath, and moved his wrist a few times. He hadn't written at such a high density for a long time, which was a challenge to his wrist strength.