Chapter 592 I Know
Mr. Zhuang said, "You've always been arrogant. When you were in Qili Village, you only associated with innocent people. You're inevitably lacking in these aspects. Therefore, your admission to the provincial school will be more difficult than others at first, especially since you're younger and more conspicuous than the other students."
Mr. Zhuang is not stupid, and he is only responsible for three disciples now. Even though Bai Shanbao has done a good job, there is still some melancholy on his face.
He was fine yesterday, and was even excited when he went out this morning. How come he changed after just one day out?
He did not ask Bai Shanbao what happened in the prefectural academy, but simply told him, "No matter what happens, I just hope you can remember that you went to the prefectural academy to learn."
Mr. Zhuang said, "The prefectural academy holds a major exam every year. As long as your grades are good enough, you can not only be admitted to Class A1, but you can also go further than your classmates who entered the same year, and even get a place directly in the Imperial College exam."
Mr. Zhuang stood up and walked to the window. With his back to Bai Shanbao, he said softly, "There have been very few good students at the prefectural academy in the past two years. I heard that among the students who went to Beijing last year, only two were admitted to the Sixth Academy. Do you know what this means?"
Bai Shanbao was slightly stunned and asked, "Yizhou is so weak, only two people passed the exam?"
“In previous years, there should have been no less than twenty people who passed the exam every year in the entire Jiannan Road, and at least ten of them were from Yizhou Prefecture School…” Mr. Zhuang did not finish his words, but his meaning was very clear.
Bai Shanbao's eyes lit up and he understood.
The number of admissions has now dropped to two. Regardless of what the Jiedushi and the Inspectorate think, the provincial school must be very sad.
So no matter what reason he was targeted for, as long as his grades were good enough...
Thinking of those who targeted him, Bai Shanbao sneered.
Mr. Zhuang turned around to look at him. Seeing that he understood, he smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "Well, it's getting late. Go wash up. You still have clothes to wash later."
As the sun set, Zhou Lijun collected his clothes and went to the river with them to wash them.
At this time, they were the only ones who came to the river to wash clothes. They were very comfortable and each of them occupied a stone, then washed clothes and chatted at the same time.
Bai Erlang was particularly envious of Manbao: "You were out for most of the day, and the teacher didn't even ask about it. When can I be like you?"
Manbao: "That's difficult. First you have to be self-disciplined, then you have to study well, and finally you have to be a womanizer."
Bai Erlang snorted, threw the clothes in his hand into the water, stirred them, then dragged them up and beat them.
Bai Shanbao turned around and told Manbao what the teacher had just said to him, saying, "I don't know how good the teachers at the prefectural school are. How about we review the textbook ourselves tonight?"
Manbao nodded, "Okay."
Zhou Lijun was washing clothes silently. She understood some of the words, but some of them she didn't quite understand.
As expected, my aunt was right. Reading more is very useful. At least I won’t be unable to understand some words.
For example, she didn't know why her aunt was so excited and happy when Master Bai Shan said that only two people were admitted to the provincial school's entrance examination in Beijing last year.
Zhou Lijun couldn't help but turn around and talk to her aunt, "Aunt, I want to read a book too."
"No problem. I brought all my books this time. What book do you want to read?"
"What kind of book do you think I should read?"
Manbao thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you read some history books, starting with the Spring and Autumn Annals? If you don't understand something, you can ask me or the teacher."
Zhou Lijun had a headache, "Auntie, the Spring and Autumn Annals is so difficult."
Manbao never eats alone, and the same goes for books, so the books in her room are allowed to be read by them.
After graduating from school, Datou and the others no longer flipped through books, and at most they would occasionally recite a few sentences along with Santou and the others when they were reciting.
Erya had read the books in Manbao's study, but none of them was her favorite.
Unlike the catchy "Thousand Character Classic", the relatively easy to understand and story-telling "Analects of Confucius" or the beautiful "Book of Songs", the rest of the books in Manbao's room are very difficult to read.
Even though Zhou Lijun is considered to be very perseverant, he usually can't sit still after reading more than two pages.
Manbao understood her feelings and said, "I have already divided the sentences of the books I have read into good sentences. They are very easy to read. If you want to read something in vernacular Chinese, then only travelogues and story books are suitable."
Manbao couldn't help but look at Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang. After thinking about it, he felt that reading travel notes was also quite interesting and the storybooks were also very interesting.
So he whispered to Zhou Lijun, "I haven't bought any travelogues or storybooks, but these two have them. I'll borrow them for you later."
Zhou Lijun didn't understand. If he wanted to borrow the book, why didn't he lend it now?
As the four of them talked, they finally finished washing the clothes before it got completely dark, and then they went home with the wooden basin in their arms, carrying it with a clatter.
After hanging up the clothes, Manbao went to find Bai Erlang.
Bai Erlang said nervously: "I don't have any, don't ask me!"
Just now by the river, although she and Zhou Lijun were talking in whispers, they were not very far away, so Bai Erlang naturally heard it.
So he refused without waiting for Manbao to speak.
Manbao didn't believe it. "You must have hidden it. If you don't share the book with me, are we still friends?"
"My books are all brought to me by my father, your fourth brother. Do you think my father would give me travelogues and storybooks?"
"It was in the luggage you were carrying before."
Bai Jilang: "No!"
Manbao looked at him with clenched fists.
Bai Erlang said guiltily: "Well, those books are not for young lady to read."
"No wonder. I've read all your stories."
Bai Jilang: ...So the master cut him.
"Give it to me or not, if you don't I'll go find the gentleman."
Bai Erlang was furious, "You traitor, you also look for miscellaneous books when you go to the bookstore!"
"Sir knows."
Shirojiro:......
After trying his luck, Bai Erlang finally got down on the floor and pulled out a box from under the bed. He opened it and saw it was full of clothes. He reached into the clothes and pulled out a book. He glanced at it and put it back in his pocket. He continued to search...
Manbao looked curiously, but although his movements were fast, they were still not as fast as her eyes.
"Spring is everywhere? I haven't read this book. Can you show it to me?"
Bai Erlang slammed the box shut and said with wide eyes, "Do you want more? If you do, step aside. I can only give you one book."
Manbao took a step back and said with his hands spread out, "Okay."
Seeing that she couldn't see this side, Bai Erlang opened the box again and buried his head in searching. He found a book, put it back, found another one, and put it back again...
Manbao: ...
Not only Manbao was speechless, but Bai Shanbao, who was leaning on the window and looking inside, was also speechless. He stretched his neck to look inside curiously, but found that he could not see anything. Unconsciously, he climbed onto the windowsill and stretched his neck to look over.
Manbao turned his head around boredly, and suddenly saw someone at the window. He was so scared that he took a step back and almost screamed.
(End of this chapter)
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