"The Book of Rites?"
Qin Zhao tilted his head to look at him: "Have you ever been educated?"
"Well...I wouldn't say I've read it." Jing Li answered hesitantly.
As for books from this era, he naturally has not read them, but he has learned some about modern society.
The Book of Rites is divided into three parts: Yili (Book of Rites), Zhouli (Book of Zhou), and Liji (Book of Rites), and belongs to the category of the Five Classics. The Four Books and Five Classics have always been the subject of the ancient imperial examinations.
But that's all Jing Li knew.
He thought for a moment and then asked, "Are you going to take the imperial examination?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"Of course." Jing Li said, "You are so talented, you will definitely pass the exam on the first try. If you pass, you can become an official. Wouldn't you have no worries about food and clothing in the future?"
Qin Zhao couldn't help but smile: "Why are you still thinking about food?"
"Of course it's not all about food," Jing Li said. "Didn't people in ancient times prioritize careers? Being an official is definitely better than staying here!"
Qin Zhao: "Ancient times?"
"Ahem... no, I mean the previous dynasty. Yes, the previous dynasty." Jing Li gritted his teeth and made up the lie.
Qin Zhao said, "There was no official career development in the previous dynasty. You are probably referring to the reign of the previous emperor."
Jing Li was stunned.
Qin Zhao said softly, "During the reign of the previous emperor, he vigorously developed official careers, expanded enrollment, and encouraged scholars to take the imperial examinations and serve the country. This has indeed selected many talented people, but the drawbacks are also obvious."
"The emphasis on culture over military power has led to a sharp decline in military strength. Furthermore, the officials who have been selected have formed cliques and factions, protecting each other and oppressing the people..."
Qin Zhao stopped talking when he noticed Jing Li suddenly quieted down. He turned his head to look at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I was just wondering..." Jing Li asked, "Why do you know all this so clearly? Have you ever been an official?"
"Being an official?" Qin Zhao shook his head. "I don't remember."
He looked out the window.
The moonlight outside was just right, and the distant mountains and forests were shrouded in a hazy, ethereal moonlight, making them indistinct. Qin Zhao stared at it quietly, as if he were glimpsing some older, deeper memories through the scene.
Suddenly, Qin Zhao felt a sharp pain in his head.
"Qin Zhao!" Jing Li hurriedly supported him.
The latter was leaning over the table, his fingertips clasped on the edge, his knuckles tense and white.
Qin Zhao's desk was right next to the bed. Jing Li knelt at the foot of the bed and could hug him by bending over. He leaned over and hugged Qin Zhao tightly, feeling the body in his arms trembling violently, as if he was going through something.
A terrible pain.
After a while, the other party finally calmed down.
"I'm fine..." Qin Zhao's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "I'm used to it."
Jing Li patted his back again and again, comforting him: "If you can't remember, don't think about it. It's okay."
"Yes, I understand."
Qin Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly calmed down: "But you are right, I always feel that I may have some connection with those things."
Jing Li asked, "So, you took the imperial examination so you could go back and try to regain your memory?"
Qin Zhao was silent for a moment and looked at him.
Jing Li: “?”
"No, it's not." Qin Zhao opened the book again and said seriously, "It's because I found out today that with my current income, I'm afraid I can't support a certain small fish."
"...So, in order to ensure that certain fish has enough food and drink, I have to work harder."
Jing Li: “…”
How could he eat so much???
It was late at night and the oil lamp was getting dimmer. Qin Zhao finally closed the book.
The person behind him had stopped moving at some point. He turned around and saw that the young boy had fallen asleep with the quilt in his arms.
Jing Li has a baby face and looks pretty and cute, looking much younger than her actual age.
He held the quilt in his arms, his slender arms stretched out from the sleeves that were rolled up several times, and there were some fish scales on his porcelain-white skin.
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