Chapter 154 Bo Tang
"I passed the assessment and will go to Botang."
Oh~
Bei Jing finally understood.
The Hongwenguan School has three stages: the Zhitang where students learn to read and write, the Zhongtang where students are taught theoretical knowledge, and the last stage is the Botang where students begin to put knowledge into practice.
After graduating from Botang, even if you have completed your studies, you don't need your parents to ask for grace. The emperor will directly grant you an official position based on your evaluation.
Because not many people can really walk out of Botang.
The courses in Hongwenguan were really difficult. Even for the simplest class, it was not enough to just know how to read. One had to practice writing well before one could enter the middle class.
At least write as neatly as if it were snatched away by a printer.
Bei Jing learned characters quickly at first, but she struggled for a long time with the writing skills.
Bei Hua followed and learned and practiced, and was not released until more than a year later.
Both of them are considered fast, but Bei Yanyu's progress is very slow.
Not many people can enter the Bo Hall, and the examination is extremely strict, and the same applies to the royal heir.
Because Botang involves practice, if the royal heir is unlearned and has not learned the theoretical knowledge well.
If we really hand things over to him, it will bring disaster to the country.
Only one third of the people in the entire hall were able to enter, and among those who were promoted, even fewer were able to successfully complete the practical assessment.
Therefore, those who were able to complete their studies in the end were all talents trusted by the emperor.
Bei Jingchu exhaled: [I said, why are you leaving. ]
【My husband said he was leaving, which scared me. 】
【I thought that person left. 】
Bei Qin's smile froze: Tell me clearly, who left?
Day by day, I hope he gets better.
Bei Jingchu looked at the boy in front of her and suddenly thought of a question: "You seem to be only eleven years old..."
"Yes."
"It seems like you've only been in Hongwenguan for four years."
"Yes."
"But it takes a normal person seven or eight years, or even ten years to complete the course..."
Bei Qin's small eyes were filled with confusion: "So I don't quite understand, why does it take seven or eight years to learn something that can be learned in four years?"
"......"
"Could it be that they feel their foundation is not solid and want to strengthen it?"
"......"
[Help, this person is so shameless. ]
Bei Jingchu kindly reminded: "Cousin, if you talk like that, you will get beaten."
He put away his irritating expression and praised her seriously, "Just kidding. You learn faster than me. It won't be hard for you to catch up with me."
Bei Jingchu thought with a little pride: [Of course I know, do I need you to tell me?]
[I am just expressing my grievances for those classmates you have offended.]
Bei Qin: ...waste of emotion.
Who is he upset about? What is he upset about?
Bei Jingchu finished eating the melon and returned to the palace. She wanted to take a shower and go to bed, but her father called her over.
"I thought before that if Yan Chu was useful, you would have two secret guards to take turns with him, which would be enough."
"But it's no use now. Aye will give you another one."
"Besides, Yan Zhong is a man after all. If you take a bath or go to the toilet, he cannot follow you."
The woman in the uniform of the secret guard beside her saluted: "I am Yan Chao, paying my respects to Princess Tianzhen."
"Wait, wait!"
"Bath and follow, I'll bear it."
Bei Jingchu exclaimed in shock: "If you want to use the toilet, then there is no need for that!!"
Aye was puzzled: "Why not? The toilet is the time when people are least prepared and it is easy to be attacked."
"There was a king in another country who was assassinated by an assassin who came out of a cesspool and stabbed him in the filth."
???!
[There is actually such a way to die in the world! ]
Seeing the little bastard's stunned expression, the emperor was very happy.
This little girl has seen so many things that there are few things that can shock her anymore.
So Bei Heng continued to press: "You have studied history books, do you still remember how King Jing died?"
Bei Jingchu thought of the king who died mysteriously.
She replied weakly, "I fell...into a cesspool and drowned."
This is a really weird way to die.
Therefore, it is proved that the probability of dying at that time is not zero.
But Bei Jingchu still wanted to save it: "When King Jing ruled, it was already 700 years ago. There were no tools like the ones we use now."
"Now when we solve that thing, we won't just sit there and wait for it!"
Bei Heng wanted to say something, but Bei Jingchu covered her ears and refused to listen.
"No, this is the bottom line!"
"This is more important than personality. I can't solve it if someone is watching me!"
"If he wasn't killed, he would be suffocated to death."
"No! Never!"
Bei Jingchu fought hard for a long time and finally won the victory.
Soon after, Mrs. Tan's serious efforts paid off.
Patriarch Tan was still alive. Although she had not truly succeeded him as the patriarch, the power had been transferred to her, except for the title.
A copy of the Tan family's accounts, assets, and even the family tree was made and sent to Bei Jingchu.
Sincerity cannot be said to be insufficient.
Of course, Bei Jingchu has no time to take care of the Tan family's affairs.
But doesn't she have a good accountant by her side?
Just a little younger.
Bei Huan fell silent as she looked at the account book in front of her that was twice as tall as she was.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Bei Jingchu said without hesitation, "I'm here to give my cousin some practice materials!"
"My cousin has always been good at math, especially accounting problems. I think you have unlimited potential."
"The decorations at Hongwenguan are definitely not enough for you to play with, so I'm here to give them to you~"
"It's okay now, but if you practice more, you will be able to do it in the future."
Bei Hua's eyes went dark.
My eyes really went dark and I fell straight to the ground.
"Ah, ah, ah! Cousin!"
The alarm bells in Bei Jingchu's heart were ringing wildly.
【Ahhhhhhhh! 】
[I wouldn't give her a task that would scare her to death! ]
[I know it sounds a bit exploitative, but hasn't she started yet?]
[Help! I’m squeezing you to death! ]
Haoyue heard the shrill scream and quickly pushed the door open.
Bei Jingchu supported Bei Hua, who was a head taller than her, with her short hands and slowly put her on the ground.
"Haoyue Haoyue, call the imperial physician, my cousin is dying!"
At this moment, a hand grabbed the back of Bei Jingchu's hand.
Bei Hua opened her eyes weakly like a corpse, "Your Highness, no need for a doctor, give me some candy, in my purse..."
After saying this, Bei Hua's neck tilted and she fainted again.
[This symptom is so familiar, it feels a lot like hypoglycemia...]
[This is really hypoglycemia! Is his body so weak at such a young age? 】
Haoyue put aside her own princess's thoughts of not looking for trouble and immediately went to rummage through Beihuan's purse, pulling out a bag of candied lotus seeds.
She picked up one and put it close to Bei Hua's mouth.
Fortunately, Bei Hua still had some consciousness and put the sugar lotus in her mouth.
Bei Jingchu still ordered Changyan to invite the imperial physician.
Only after the imperial physician arrived with the medicine box did Bei Hua regain the strength to wake up.
After the doctor finished examining her, Bei Hua sighed, "It's still the same result. It's the same old problem."
"I was born with weak heart and spleen, and I suffer from hunger and tuberculosis."
[It's really hypoglycemia, poor kid...]
Bei Jingchu patted her cousin.
"Then cousin, just take a rest."
After hearing what was said, Haoyue couldn't help but feel proud. Their princess was so kind.
Bei Jingchu didn't know that her maid was silently praising her, and her next words revealed her capitalist face: "Is half an hour enough? No more."
Haoyue:......