Chapter 306 Feng Jing's good luck is coming

The notice of the minor imperial examination was issued by the government. After the next day, Dean Wei learned about it and hurried to tell Feng Jing.

Although Jiang Fengjing was good at studying, he lacked confidence in the art examination.

"I can do some small paintings, but that's just for fun. When it comes to serious painting, they will definitely test you on painting mountains and rivers. How can my little tricks fool you?" Jiang Fengjing sat on the kang, pulling at the corner of his clothes worriedly.

Dean Wei laughed when he heard it, and stuffed the copied notice into his arms.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have dared to promise you." Dean Wei said with a smile, "Look at what's written above. This time, the painting skills are not just about freehand brushwork, ink painting, or academy painting."

Jiang Fengjing looked down and saw that there was actually a detailed explanation in the notice.

Not only did it say that the painting test could be innovative and unique, but there was even a special line that encouraged and encouraged to combine with storybooks and combine painting with fun.

Fengjing's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it for a moment. It was as if it was tailor-made for him!

Xiao Nuobao was afraid that he was still not confident, so he threw him into his arms and said sweetly, "Si Guoguo, you can definitely do it. You can not trust others, but you have to trust me!"

Jiang Fengjing felt at ease and rubbed his sister's flower buds. Then he started to review the Four Books.

Of course, Fengjing was not the only one who wanted to study hard for the small imperial examination.

Since they learned that as long as they were of the right age, everyone could take the exam, now, the primary school students in the whole Nanji were eager to try.

Not only that, even the boys in Dalui Village "suffered a great punishment".

Now it is getting colder, and it is the time for farmers to be idle.

The adults have plenty of time to watch their children study at home.

On weekdays, Wangfu and his friends go to school in the morning and have fun in the remaining half of the day.

But now they have become little bitter melons, being held by their father's neck and being hit on the head by their grandmother, hoping to stuff the books into their stomachs.

At noon that day, Yang Tianmei, holding a bamboo stick, had just beaten Wangfu, and then went out the back door to chat with Gu Gu.

"We also know that our children are not that kind of material. If you expect them to pass the exam, it's just a dream." Yang Tianmei bent over and hugged a basket of firewood, smiling embarrassedly, "But if they can get lucky and pass the provincial and municipal examinations, they can be said to be a little scholar in the future. That's what I'm looking forward to."

Gu Gu was too lazy to take care of her son, thinking it was a waste of effort.

But after hearing what Yang Tianmei said, she also thought, "That's right, even if you can't pass any exam, as long as you go, it will sound good to talk about it in the future, like a scholar!"

Gu Gu ran home, took out half a bag of peach cakes, and tempted her child to recite two more poems.

Daliu Village was suddenly full of the spirit of "learning".

Feng Miao came out after lunch with a Cuju, wandered around the village, but couldn't find a playmate.

There was no way, he could only carry the Cuju to the old man's hall, sharpen the bolt and play with him for a while.

Old Li came back from chopping wood and couldn't help but feel strange, "Good boy, all the boys in the village are working hard, why did your mother let you out to play."

Feng Miao stuck out his tongue and patted his chest proudly, "My mother didn't force me. She said that as long as I learn math well, I will have a skill in the future."

This is true.

One knows his own children. Feng Miao is lively and doesn't like writing. Feng doesn't expect him to be like Feng Jing and get a good score in the future.

Although it is said that everything is inferior except reading, in Feng's view, talent is not divided into "noble and inferior".

Children are like small flower seeds, born with their own appearance. No matter whether they grow chrysanthemums, peonies, or trumpet flowers, as long as the roots are healthy, they can grow freely.

Soon, there were reports of children being beaten at Gu's widow's house, and Wangfu's ghostly howlings at the village chief's.

Xiao Fengmiao hunched his shoulders, deeply grateful for his mother's kindness, so he took Cuju and went back to help his mother chop chicken dishes.

At this time, Jiang Fengnian was sharpening his axe at home, planning to go up the mountain to chop firewood.

Jiang Fengze stood in the stable, feeding the horses while wondering when Xiao Lanyi would come back.

Xiao Nuobao sat at the doorstep, wearing cotton shoes with suede uppers, and drew on the ground.

But for some reason, she felt a little flustered, as if something was going to happen...

Feng didn't notice the girl's drooping face, she glanced at Fengnian and asked, "Big brother, have we collected enough firewood for winter?" "

Almost, mother." Jiang Fengnian responded.

Feng thought for a while, "If so, send the firewood you cut today to Yin'er's house. She and Jinniang can't go up the mountain, so we have to take care of them."

Jiang Fengnian nodded immediately. He had already planned this. He packed up his axe and hemp rope and was about to go out.

But just after walking a short distance, he saw a woman with an unfamiliar face running into the village in a panic.

There was a lot of blood on the woman's dress, which scared several villagers.

"Is this Dalui Village? Excuse me, which one is the home of Guanwai Hou, Jiang Fengze?" The woman panted and asked loudly.

Jiang Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and stepped forward and answered, "Looking for my third brother? What do you want?"

The woman's voice was shaking, "I'm glad I found your home, please come with me quickly. There was a young man named Xiao from the capital who was robbed by wild bandits on the way and was stabbed several times. Before he fainted, he asked me to come here to find you!"

What?

Xiao Lanyi was in trouble!

Feng was shocked and ran out in a hurry with her apron on.

Jiang Fengze was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He rushed to the woman with his sword in hand, "What did you say! Is Xiao Lanyi seriously injured? Where did she faint!"