Chapter 66 Memory Recitation Competition

When Mr. Gongsun Jin learned that An Xin's student won first place in horse riding and archery, he just smiled and said nothing.

Liu Boxing came up to An Xin, scratched the back of his head and smiled foolishly.

An Xin patted his sturdy shoulders and praised: "You are worthy of being my student. Your riding and archery skills are great."

The others rolled their eyes and said, "…" Their little headmaster's ability to flatter himself has improved again.

No matter what, Liu Boxing was still very happy to receive the praise.

In order to celebrate his winning the first place in the horse riding and archery competition, An Xin specially ordered a roast chicken for him from the big kitchen.

An Rui looked at the big chicken leg on the plate in front of Liu Boxing. The meat was firm and plump, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Hearing the sound of Liu Boxing gnawing on the chicken leg and his satisfied expression, An Rui couldn't help but secretly reach out his chopsticks greedily, thinking that if he helped share one, Liu Boxing would probably thank him.

As a result, the chopsticks he stretched out missed, and Liu Boxing, whether intentionally or unintentionally, picked up the other one and put it into his own bowl.

It seemed as if he didn't see the chopsticks that An Rui extended to him.

Liu Boxing chewed it and it smelled delicious.

This was an extra dish that the headmaster had specially ordered for him from the kitchen with his own money. Everything else was fine, but these two big chicken legs were a reward.

There is no such thing as being humble to your brothers.

Li Ziyu took a look and took a chicken wing from the plate expressionlessly.

An Rui didn't pick up the chicken leg, and saw that a chicken wing had been taken away, so he reached out his chopsticks for another chicken wing.

The wicked Zhu Shijing had a cunning gleam in his eyes, and before An Rui's chopsticks fell, he picked up the other chicken wing.

An Rui stared blankly at the roast chicken on the plate without chicken wings and chicken legs, then raised his head to look at the few people who were eating with gusto.

He felt he was being targeted, but he had no evidence.

"Puchi!" An Xin usually doesn't laugh unless she can't help it.

On the second day, the competition was the recitation that An Rui signed up for, which tested the students' memory.

There were quite a lot of students who signed up, more than 300 in total.

Because there were too many applicants, an elimination system was adopted.

Whoever can memorize a book in the same amount of time will enter the second round, and so on until the last person is the winner.

This time, An Xin sat in the seats with five other judges. Looking at the people standing below watching the competition, she was very satisfied with this position.

Gu Zhicheng, the judge sent by Baichuan Academy, nodded kindly to An Xin. This man was the judge personally selected by the dean of his own academy, so he had to give him face.

The scholars sent by the other three academies to serve as judges were not so friendly.

Gao Shilian, a scholar from Tiande Academy, held his head high with an arrogant look, as if his mother was not a woman.

Liang Hongsheng from Hanchen Academy did glance at An Xin who was sitting there, but he could not hide the contempt in his eyes.

Chi Changxu, a scholar from Hua Ting Academy, showed his contempt for women to the fullest. Not only did he look at An Xin as if she were a pile of shit, he also sat there and said, "Women should be in the backyard, taking care of their husbands and children. In my Daqian Dynasty, there is no academy with a woman as the principal. I don't know what extraordinary knowledge she has to dare to sit here as a judge."

The contempt and disdain for An Xin were evident in his tone.

An Xin rolled his eyes in an inelegant manner. If these people were not literati, they would be so passionate and talk nonsense.

Look at Bai Huaqing, the instructor of Leling County. He is indeed a person holding a public office, and he is very shrewd.

Even if people disagree with her as a woman serving as a judge, she can still manage her facial expressions and smile politely.

An Xin also showed his eight teeth and bowed to Teacher Bai. This was the standard for being qualified for socializing.

With the sound of gongs, the competition officially began.

In the lobby of Baichuan Academy which can accommodate thousands of students, hundreds of cushions are placed in the middle according to the number of registered students. At this time, each student has received a copy of the Book of Songs.

A book of the Book of Songs has about 3,000 words. It would take an ordinary person several days to memorize it.

But this is a competition specifically testing memory, so it is of course not conventional recitation, and they are only given one hour to read silently.

For those who study for the imperial examinations, having a good memory is very important, as it is also part of the manifestation of having a talent for study.

An Rui sat in the crowd, concentrating on the Book of Songs in his hand, reciting silently with his little mouth.

The Book of Songs is a book for imperial examinations that many scholars will read. This first round is obviously just an appetizer given by the question setter.

As expected, most students were able to recite it in the first round, and only a very small number were eliminated.

Next, the students received the "University" which has about 5,000 to 6,000 words.

It is also a book about the imperial examinations. If you think about it more often in your daily life, you may be able to memorize it.

However, at this time and place, in such a short period of time, there are still students who, for various reasons, miss a few words or sentences when reciting.

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This eliminated more than half of them.

The competition tested memory and book recitation, and the top ten were decided over two days.

The remaining top ten looked pale after concentrating on memorizing the texts in the past two days.

An Rui was lucky because he drank the tea made with the Photographic Memory Card, so he was better than many people in terms of memorization.

On the last day, they had to recite the 14,600-word "Mencius".

It is difficult to remember so many words in a short period of time, but most scholars have memorized imperial examination books like this one.

However, it is still difficult for the remaining ten students to recite it word for word.

Li Fangyu: "Time's up."

The servant next to them went up and took the books back from the hands of the ten students.

"Ge Guangyuan."

The student whose name was called was stunned for a moment. Using his brain for a long time made his reaction a little slow.

He recited stutteringly, and when he came to the part, "Respect the old, and respect the young, and respect the old, and respect the young of others..."

After that, he kept missing words and sentences and never looked back.

The next few people also missed sentences and words seriously.

In the end, there was only one student named Han Junbo left, and An Rui was still standing firmly in the lobby. The two looked at each other, and their dissatisfied gazes sparked sparks.

An Xin sat on the judges' panel and looked at his little cousin with a smile on his face. The little guy was quite amazing and actually made it to the final round.

Some of the people watching around felt sorry for the students from their own college who were participating in the competition. Normally, they had good memory and could memorize quickly, but at this moment, due to nervousness, they missed a few words and might lose out on a chance of winning.

"Han Junbo."

Han Junbo, whose name was called by Li Fangyu, retracted his gaze, took a step forward, and began to recite the contents of "Mencius".

"Those who rejoice over the people's joy will also be rejoiced by the people; those who worry about the people's worries will also be worried by the people. Worry about the world and rejoice with the world." Han Junbo's eyes flashed when he recited this, and he gritted his teeth and continued: "However, there has never been a king who does not rule..."

After reciting the entire book of Mencius, Han Junbo lowered his head in frustration.

(End of this chapter)