Xianjin turned his head.
Zhang Wenbo was jogging forward excitedly, his expression as happy as a mouse that had stolen honey, and as relaxed as a male college student who had never worked before.
There is a kind of innocence that comes from not having been a social animal, and a kind of simple and honest nature.
Xianjin narrowed his eyes.
"Fish - oh no, Bo."
Xianjin smiled with his eyes curved, "Long time no see!"
The last time we saw each other, it was when Song Ji asked a few old scholars to cause trouble and Bo'er was at the door helping to rescue them.
Come to think of it, more than three months have passed now!
It's really abnormal that I haven't come to the restaurant to eat, drink and take a nap for such a long time.
Zhang Wenbo scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I went back to my hometown in Huai'an during the Duanwu Festival and brought back the Liuzhang Xuan to have it framed. After returning to Jingxian, I was preparing for the Dao test two days ago. Oh, that is, the academy test..."
Wow!
Boer has made it!
It's all over!
Xianjin laughed, "Can you become a scholar?"
If you pass the academy examination, you will be a scholar. With a legitimate title, you can meet the county magistrate without kneeling, let alone the county magistrate. Don't be fooled by the Qingcheng Academy where many academic masters gather, thinking that it is not uncommon to become a Jinshi or a Juren. You can just review for two or three days and take the exam directly.
That's because the learning ecology here is so abnormal that in one county, the number of scholars and juren is equivalent to the number of two or three provincial-level officials. Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty stipulated that the number of scholars in a county should not exceed 20.
However, there are a lot of students from other places in Qingcheng Mountain Academy. They have the titles of other prefectures or counties, and they come to Master Qiao to seek the title of Tanhua. This makes the top students seem like white radishes at the market, and they can pick whichever one they want.
Zhang Wenbo scratched his head again and muttered, "Before I listened to Chen Erlang's analysis of the question, I thought I answered it pretty well..."
Xianjin laughed, "What do you think after listening to the analysis?"
"I feel like I'll never get better." Zhang Wenbo's pale and tender face turned sad. "I felt like the test paper said city gate tower, and I was talking about hip axle. If I can pass the exam, it's all thanks to the support of my classmates."
Zhang Wenbo clasped his hands together sincerely, closed his eyes and made a wish, "I hope that the students who are taking the same exam with me will answer worse than me."
A serious kid weighing 150 pounds.
Xianjin: "..."
What a simple and true wish.
She also made a wish: I hope there will never be another Qiao Dajieyuan in the world who will take the same test paper as her.
As Xianjin walked towards the thatched study, he tried to speak naturally, "...Bo'er, how old are you this year?"
"Seventeen." Zhang Wenbo also went to the thatched library and answered questions.
"So you're a pig?"
Zhang Wenbo nodded proudly, "The pigs at the beginning of the year are fat, so they don't have to be slaughtered for food?"
Xianjin: "..."
What on earth is there to be proud of?
Chen Zuo Niang is eighteen years old this year and was born in the year of the dog. If we put a pig and a dog together, would it be... not good?
Xianjin looked away, trying to look like a professional matchmaker, "Seventeen is not young anymore, but I haven't heard that you're married?"
Zhang Wenbo shook his head, "I haven't gotten married yet. My parents said that when I pass the imperial examination, they will give me two tea houses as a dowry and send me off with drums and gongs."
Xianjin: "..."
These in-laws sound quite festive.
It slightly makes up for the disadvantage of being worse than pigs and dogs.
"Have you ever seen him?"
Zhang Wenbo blinked his eyes, his fair and tender face adorned with a pair of eyes that sparkled with wisdom. "We met two or three times, but it didn't work out every time. Either the engagement letter caught fire for no apparent reason, or the cakes I sent over broke into pieces once I opened them."
Oh - it's so suspended that you can get closer to science.
Zhang Wenbo spread his hands, "Once or twice is just a coincidence, but I've made mistakes three times. My mother is scared and asked the master who worships Bai Xian'er at home to solve the problem. The master only said that I can only get married after I pass the imperial examination, and the head of the family should be one or two years older than me, and can be born in the year of the dog or the rooster. One is "Pig's trotters fertilize the fields", and the other is "Rooster crows and pigs moisten the fields."
Low emotional intelligence: worse than pigs and dogs.
High emotional intelligence: pig's trotters fill the fields.
The end of science is metaphysics.
This metaphysical Bai Xian'er, his main job is deceiving people, and his side job is encouraging people to study - he will not let people get married unless they pass the imperial examinations.
Xianjin pursed his lips and pondered the request again.
Huh! This was exactly what their mother Zuo decided!
Xianjin smiled and asked again, "When will the results of the college entrance examination be announced?"
When can we kill pigs?
Zhang Wenbo said pitifully, "There are still about ten days left... There's no way the academic officials can finish reviewing it so quickly!"
Xianjin said calmly, "If the paper is poorly done, it will be marked very quickly."
Zhang Wenbo asked, "Why?"
Xianjin imitated the examiner and picked up the papers. "This one is a pile of shit! This one is a pile of dog shit! This one is diarrhea of a stray dog! - Can you look at dog shit seriously? Isn't it disgusting?"
Zhang Wenbo laughed at first, but then he remembered that his paper was also one of the piles of dog shit, most likely the biggest and hardest one, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
Chen Jianfang walked through the cypress bushes, and in front of him was a scene of a young boy and a girl bending over and laughing. The sunlight slanted down, and Chen Jianfang couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips along with the laughter.
.....
At the Chen family's old house, Xianjin was having dinner in the evening. He scooped a small piece of rice for Chen Fu, put two vegetables and three slices of meat in it, then thought for a while and put one of the slices of meat back on the plate.
Xianjin handed the bowl to Chen Fu, and scooped rice for Chen Jianfang. Chen Zuo Niang wanted to help but was pushed down by Xianjin, "Listen carefully."
Turning around, he talked about Zhang Wenbo, "... He is a good person, he is clear-headed and righteous. His family is a gentry in Qingling Town, Huai'an Prefecture. They have two to three thousand acres of fertile land and six or seven mountains for growing tea. Although his academic performance is not top-notch, it is not bad either."
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