"Master, do you think there is hope for our Sanzhuzi?"
"He is the only one who has no hope. The worst of the eldest and third brothers' families are children of children. Sanzhuzi must give me a child of his own at all costs. Otherwise, all our efforts over the years will be a joke."
The third son is young and playful, but he is extremely smart. Now he is more practical than before and knows how hard it is for him to be able to study.
He believed that he would be able to make it through in a few years.
"Tomorrow you should go find your in-laws and discuss Dazhuzi's marriage."
"So urgent?"
"The family is short of people to do the work, and the little girl needs someone to take care of her. When she comes, leave all the work of Zhaodi to her. You can have a good talk with her and ask her to persuade Dazhuzi. Only when everyone works together can the family be good."
"Okay, I'll celebrate tomorrow, and then find someone to pick a good date for the wedding, so we can get married as soon as possible, and save him from having all these random thoughts and dreams all day long."
"I'm glad you understand."
Now that he had a wife and a family, Dazhuzi understood their difficulties.
The city.
As the exam time approached, both the father-in-law and the son-in-law became a little anxious.
"Xiaoyu, your father tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. What do you think we should do?"
"I can't sleep. Make them a bowl of soothing tea before going to bed tonight."
Originally, Zhao Dashu would not have been under so much pressure. He went to an inn with his teacher a few days ago and saw how eager they were. They had all studied for many years, so he felt that it was sheer luck that he was able to pass the exam last time. After listening to their speeches, he realized the gap.
The same goes for Xiao Lei.
The teacher regretted it and wanted to take them to communicate and discuss with other students, but it turned out to be counterproductive.
"You don't have to worry too much. The teacher has studied for many years and has been to the inn many times. They are not as powerful as you think. Some people write essays quickly and the content is bland and boring. You should be able to tell from it."
"The teacher said yes, but I'm still nervous. After all, we only have a short time to study."
"Studying depends on talent. Didn't your second brother Sanzhuzi study for several years? Look at what he learned. Not to mention reciting poems and writing, he couldn't even recognize all the characters. He read with difficulty."
Zhao Dayong once took the children to see Dashu when Dashu was taking a break, asking him for some advice.
He randomly pointed to an article and asked him to read it and explain it to him, but the result was hard to describe in a few words.
If his child had made such progress after so many years of studying, he might not even want to admit that the child was his.
A rotten wood cannot be carved!
Even the second brother of Dashu still looked hopeful and asked him how his son was doing? Didn't his father hear it?
Later, he asked him to teach his child, but he refused directly, saying that he was a live-in tutor hired by Dashu and could not teach others. Even if he could, he would not teach, and he wanted to live two more years, and he did not want to anger himself to death.
I am extremely lucky, and teaching them is like picking up a treasure.
"Dad, Xiao Lei, you need to study in moderation. We can't be too nervous. Too much tension will only backfire. This time we are here to gain experience. Don't be too concerned about gains and losses. Gains are losses, losses are gains, just be calm. Our family can study for many years, and it doesn't matter if we don't take the imperial examination. Aren't you familiar with the county magistrate now?"
It was just that sometimes when she attended banquets, she could feel that some ladies with rich backgrounds looked down on them, including the county magistrate's wife, and unintentional contempt was the most hurtful.
She and my mother both disliked entertaining them, it was so boring. But they never told my father about this, because he hated to see them being wronged.
"My daughter is absolutely right. My father is narrow-minded."
After that, the teacher never dared to mention any exchange of ideas again. He said that his school was not suitable for such an environment and he should just stay at home and review.
The pressure on Zhao Dashu came quickly and went away even faster, and on the second day he returned to his previous state. Even Zhao Xiaoyu lamented that his father was too careless.
"Tomorrow is the exam. You should review on your own and have a good rest. Nine days of exams are very exhausting."
"Thank you for your hard work during this period, Master."
The scholar examination consists of three consecutive sessions, each lasting three days.
Zhao Xiaoyu prepared enough food for them. I heard that they could buy meals inside and get money after coming out, but who knows what kind of food they will be given.
The whole family watched them line up to enter the examination hall. The examination hall was packed with people. "Master, are there more people taking the examination for the scholar degree than for the children?"
She felt that there were really a lot of people, much more than in the county exams.
“Only students from the entire county can take the exam in the county. Although students from the prefecture need to be over 18 years old to take the exam, there are still quite a few students in the prefecture.
Those who can pass the exam cannot be said to be poor in academics, and those who are not sure will not rush to the capital, so you can see that he is one of the best among all the students in history."
Indeed, each battle is cruel.
When taking the Juren examination, one has to be the best among all the scholars, not to mention the Jinshi, who is the best among all the Juren in the country. And if one can finally pass the Jinshi, it only takes a few years to serve as an official. In fact, it is not easy to pass the exam.
The competition among scholars in ancient times was no less than that in later generations.
"Master, let's go home and pick them up in three days."
Almost all the students had gone into the examination hall, leaving only those who were seeing them off. The crowd gradually dispersed, and it was much quieter than before.
Lihua yawned, "Dad is so hard-working, why did you schedule the exam so early?"
It is the most comfortable time to take the exam. The Juren exam is after the New Year. The weather is very cold then, and it is really hard to live in a small exam room for a long time. I heard that countless people are carried out every year.
Zhao Dashu held the test number in his hand, followed by Xiao Lei.
"Uncle Zhao, I think it's over there."
"You go ahead. I'll be on your right. We'll meet at the door after the exam."
"Okay, come on, Uncle Zhao."
Zhao Dashu doesn't want to cheer at all, okay? He has no idea at all.
"My seat is here." It was in the middle of the test takers, which was considered a good seat, so I was lucky.
He sat down with his things in hand. The yamen runners in the prefecture were not as gentle as those in the county. They not only took off his clothes and socks, but also touched him all over. The inspection of his things was even more meticulous. They broke all the small cookies made by my daughter into pieces. Was it necessary?
How to put a note in such a thin pancake?
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