112. Chapter 112

This article has a subscription ratio of ≥50% and can be read normally, otherwise it needs to be delayed for three days. The supplement can be read immediately. There was a gray-haired scholar who was taking the exam. The examiner knew from his appearance that he was an old boy who had repeatedly failed the exam, so he Deliberately making things difficult for him: "I will make a couplet, and if you can match it, I will take you."

The old boy felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't dare to give up.

The examiner came up with a question: "The upper hook is for the old, the lower hook is for the test, the old is for the child, and the child is for the old."

The old boy bowed to him and said, "One person is great, two people are heaven. Heaven is great and human feelings are great, and human feelings are greater than heaven."

This flattery was so exquisite that the examiner was embarrassed to go back on his word and had no choice but to select him as a scholar.

In fact, as soon as I heard this story, I knew it was made up. Anyone who has participated in the college examination should know what the situation will be like. How can the examiner take the initiative to test an old student? The examiner and the examinee will not talk to each other, and this is also to avoid it.

It was obviously compiled by some failed scholar, and was used as a source of comfort. Because it made people laugh, it spread among the scholars. Even if it extends to any official in the DPRK who is appointed as an academic adviser or presides over the examination of a new subject, the officials who are close to him will inevitably tell him not to be "too generous".

It was both a joke and an exhortation. Fraud in imperial examinations has always been involved in many things. Once you do something wrong, you will inevitably end up with no guarantee.

Xue Tingyan didn't expect to hear this pairing here.

He didn't feel uneasy because the second line was borrowed, because winning against Xue Juncai had always been his biggest obsession.

It is now, and it was also in the dream.

In the dream, he was troubled by this matter for a long time, but after all kinds of efforts, he finally felt proud. It was because of his experience that he realized how much this kind of obsession affects a person's psyche. He has more ambitious goals, and there are still many things to do, and Xue Juncai is just an obstacle to him now. Getting over him is what he needs to do now.

As for why he abandoned the second line he came up with and chose to borrow this one. Xue Tingyan glanced at Xue Qingshan and Yang Zhong, thinking that they were too small and just making fun of them.

Obviously, the only two people here, Xue Qingshan and Yang Zhong, are Tongsheng. Although this pair is exquisitely matched, there is obviously a sense of ridicule. The old students take the exam, and the young students take the exam until they are old. This is undoubtedly the greatest ridicule and curse for a person who has failed to pass the exam for many years.

Their faces immediately turned purple, but they had to suppress it. At this time, He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai were already high-fiving and applauding.

"Okay, that's right!"

Everyone seemed to have forgotten Xue Juncai. He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai whispered for a few times, and then He Xiucai announced: "After the two of us unanimously decided, the winner is Xue Tingyu and Xue Xiaoyou."

"Xue Xiaoyou, I hope you can work hard and achieve fame as soon as possible." He said to Xue Tingyan in a friendly manner.

"Thank you two seniors for your encouragement. I will definitely work harder." Xue Tingyan bowed as a gift.

While the two scholars He Qiao and Xue Tingyan were talking, the villagers standing in the hall and outside had already started talking. Most of them were in admiration, but of course some were in disbelief and questioning.

Among them, the Xue family was the most unbelievable, especially Xue Qingshan. He had been suppressing it before, but now he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and said: "Just based on these, you can decide the outcome. Are you two seniors?" Too hasty?"

Seeing that both He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai looked over, he flinched, and then became confident again: "The winner has been decided like this before the kid's pair is made..."

He Xiucai looked displeased and ignored him. Instead, he asked Patriarch Xue with a cold face: "Does Patriarch Xue also have objections to my conclusion?"

How dare Chief Xue offend Xiucai Gong? There are still two Xiucai Gongs. Besides, from his point of view, Xue Tingyan's performance in this game was indeed a bit unexpected, and it was much better than Xue Juncai. As an outsider, he naturally saw clearly and hurriedly scolded Xue Qingshan and asked him to apologize to the two scholars.

Xue Juncai also had a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "The kid is not convinced either. He has never been as good as me. I just didn't prepare properly. The two seniors can ask questions again. This kid will definitely beat him."

At this time, a woman squeezed in from the crowd outside the door.

Her clothes were disheveled and her hair was messy. She was none other than Ms. Yang.

Yang stumbled in and cried: "My son can't lose. You two must have been bribed to harm my son intentionally."

This was a big deal, especially on such an occasion when a woman rushed in and made a loud noise. Not only did He Qiao, the two talented people, look angry, but several village elders present also scolded her for being inappropriate.

"Absurd, it's so ridiculous! Do Li Zheng and the clan leader also think that I have been bribed?"

"You two talented men must not be angry. This woman has long hair and short knowledge. She is talking nonsense."

"Lian Xing, why don't you get this shrew of yours back!"

Mr. Xue on the side was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, but as a father-in-law, how could he go to get his daughter-in-law, so he could only ask his eldest son Xue Qingshan to take his wife away quickly.

It's just that Xue Qingshan still wants an explanation at this time, so he can't care about this.

There was a commotion on the court. He Xiucai wanted to leave, but Qiao Xiucai didn't want to stay any longer. Patriarch Xue and Zheng Lizheng repeatedly tried to persuade them to stay, and at the same time they angrily shouted to get these people away quickly.

Qiao Xiucai sneered, and did not scold Xue Juncai. Instead, he sneered at Xue Qingshan: "It's a shame that you are a boy and have taken the exam several times. You can't see the meaning of these exams, Brother He. No wonder you took the exam." After so many years, he is still a child!”

Qiao Xiucai's words were so heartbreaking that Xue Qingshan's face turned green and white. In fact, Qiao Xiucai was not usually so sarcastic, but he saw that the father and son refused to admit defeat and still wanted to pester him, so he uttered evil words.

"In terms of adapting to the situation, and in terms of being calm, he is not as good as him." He pointed at Xue Tingyan, and then pointed at Xue Juncai: "You think there is time in the examination room to give you another chance? Let's talk about the paper. , stained, I’m afraid it’s an undesirable outcome if I don’t read what you wrote!”

At this time, Xue Juncai was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he could not react. On the contrary, Xue Qingshan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stopped talking.

*

He Xiucai and Qiao Xiucai finally stayed.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the hall, Xue Qingshan sneaked into the crowd with Xue Juncai and Yang in despair.

Seeing that there was no more excitement, the villagers dispersed and walked home, talking about today's events with the people around them.

In fact, they don't know anything, as long as they know that the person who wins in the end is the son of the second wife of Xue Lianxing's family. It can be predicted that after this incident, many people in the village will have a different view of Xue Tingyan. They will even happily talk about it and talk about it. There is a young man in the village who has been praised by the two scholar masters. He must have a bright future in the future.

And Xue Juncai's reputation in the village is destined to be replaced by Xue Tingyan.

Taking advantage of the crowd and chaos, Xue Tingyan walked out of Zheng Lizheng's house.

Zhao'er had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw him, he said happily: "Gou'er, you really won, you beat Xue Juncai! I'm so happy."

She was so happy that she didn't know what to do. Seeing this, Xue Tingyan couldn't say a word of condemnation and just looked at her with a smile.

After feeling happy, Zhao'er showed some hesitation: "By the way, after you beat him, do you really want to go to Qinghe Academy to study?"

Xue Tingyan pondered for a moment: "I don't plan to go to Qinghe Academy. Uncle Chen said that he can help me introduce him to Qingyuan Academy."

"Qingyuan Academy? The name seems to be quite similar to Qinghe Academy. Is this academy good?" Immediately, Zhao'er laughed and said: "Yes, Uncle Chen is well-informed, and what he can say will definitely be good. ”

Xue Tingyan nodded: "I plan to go to town in the next two days to talk to Uncle Chen about this matter."

"Why are you waiting for these two days? Let's go now."

Xue Tingyan didn't expect Zhao'er to be so eager, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

Zhao'er added: "There must be chaos at home right now. Let's avoid the limelight first."

He immediately understood the meaning of her words. With the temperament of the married couple and the always partial Zhao family, he didn't know what kind of chaos the family would become.

The two left the village avoiding the crowd. Since they didn't encounter a mule cart, they took an ox cart to the town.

When we arrived at Dongliju, Uncle Chen happened to be there. Xue Tingyan explained the matter. Uncle Chen agreed and said that he would go find his classmate tomorrow. After that, the two of them did not go back. Xue Tingyan continued to copy his unfinished books, while Zhao'er continued to pack the pile of clothes that she had not finished packing.

It wasn't until late afternoon that the two returned to Yuqing Village.

The Xue family's yard was quiet, with smoke floating out of the chimney, and cooking seemed to be going on in the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhao was standing in the yard and saw two people walking in from the outside. She put on a cold face and cursed without mentioning her name: "People say we enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren, but we are like old slaves. We haven't seen anyone for a day." , open your mouth to eat when you get home, I owed you everything in my previous life!"

Mrs. Yang walked out of the east chamber: "Mom, the food for the third brother and sister is ready. Let's quickly set the table for dinner."

Ms. Zhao snorted coldly, turned and entered the main door. Without even looking at the two of them, Yang followed them in.

Zhao'er took a look at Xue Tingyan.

Xue Tingyan looked at her: "What are you looking at?"

He scoffed and muttered in a low voice: "Don't pay attention to grandma, she is just so partial."

"Ok, I know."

*

While the two were cleaning up in the house, there was a sudden noise in the courtyard. Not only were the voices of Mr. Xue and Xue Qingshan, but there was also a familiar voice.

Zhao'er looked out the window and saw that Yang's father, Yang Zhong, was here.

Yang Zhong was from nearby Niujiao Ling. Because he was a boy, he was considered a prominent figure in Niujiao Ling. Like his son-in-law, he opened a private school to make ends meet. However, this person is flamboyant, good at putting on airs, and relies on his old age to act like one, most of all to attract displeasure to his children.

Yang Zhong seemed to have eaten too much wine somewhere, his steps were staggering, and his fat face was red.

The couple from the first house came over to greet them, as well as Mr. Xue.

Mr. Xue looked a little embarrassed: "My dear, I have troubled you to make several trips for my family. You must have had too much wine. Come inside and sit down."

Yang complained: "Dad, you too, why do you drink so much wine?"

"Zheng Lizheng is too hospitable. This meal has lasted for so long. Is your father still not drunk?" Yang Zhong looked a little proud and said to Mr. Xue: "It doesn't matter, Juncai is the same." My grandson, as a grandfather, how can I not make the decision for him? "

These words made Mr. Xue feel even more embarrassed. He also knew that what happened in the morning was definitely not that simple. He laughed along and said: "It makes my in-laws laugh. If it weren't for the family's financial difficulties, this kind of thing would not happen..."

The voices of the two gradually became lowered, and they walked into the house together.

Zhao'er glanced at Xue Tingyan: "Fortunately, I bought some steamed buns when I came back. Well, there's no need to eat this dinner."

In fact, no one asked them to eat. Because of Yang Zhong's sudden arrival, the entire Xue family was thrown into chaos.

This Yang Zhonghao has a temperament that likes to torment people, and he also likes to put on airs. The key person has the identity of Tong Sheng, and Mr. Xue also respects him, and greets him with good wine and food every time he comes.

The Xue family had not been wary of Yang Zhonghui's arrival at this time before, and had just cooked some food. This kind of food was not suitable for entertaining people, and it would have to be cooked all over again.

Zhao'er didn't mind what was happening outside. He went to the kitchen to pour some hot water, then went back to the house to eat steamed buns with Xue Tingyan.

After eating the buns, it was already dark outside.

Zhao'er stood in front of the door and saw the bright lights in the main room. He had obviously eaten.

She was about to go to the kitchen to boil water and wash her feet when Xue Taoer hurriedly walked out of the main room and said, "Sister Zhao'er, grandpa asked the dog to come over."

==Chapter 13==

Since Xue Tingyan had made up his mind to copy the book, Zhao'er had no reason to object.

However, she also made great ambitions to earn a lot of money in the future and no longer let him worry about a book, which is not mentioned here.

After Zhao'er helped him lay out the paper, he went to find a suitable needle and thread, planning to bind it for him after he finished writing.

Xue Tingyan laughed a little, but didn't say anything. He picked up the pen and started writing seriously on the paper.

He planned to copy all the books he had memorized because he discovered a problem. Ever since he had that dream, 'Xue Tingyan' had a more and more profound impact on him, including the impact on his own memory.

Especially all the books he has learned since elementary school. He had reviewed the memory of that dream before, and he had memories of some of the books from elementary school and even college, but his memory was extremely vague, and he had forgotten many of the more detailed things.

He thought about the reason and felt that 'he' seemed to be very disgusted with the memory of studying hard in the cold window, so he had been avoiding it. In addition, the Xue Tingyan in the dream lived for more than seventy years. Since he passed the Jinshi examination, he has been addicted to officialdom battles, but he did not care about his own knowledge.

Years later, his memory was more about the ups and downs of officialdom, the various forces involved in the party struggle, and the speculations of the people, rather than the original essence of a scholar.

Seriously speaking, 'Xue Tingyan' is not a real scholar, he is just a politician.

But it's obvious that he doesn't need these things now. It's like a young child possessing a sword. He knows the significance of these things to his future. But today, all a young child needs is a piece of clothing, or just food and clothing.

But these memories have begun to affect his own memory. He doesn't want to forget what he has learned. What he needs to do now is to consolidate his memory and combine it with 'Xue Tingyan's' advanced understanding of many things. This is the right path.

The best way to understand everything is to copy books.

It is obvious that this yellow bamboo paper is of very poor quality, and the writing force must be light or heavy. If it is light, the ink will be uneven, and if it is heavy, it will smear. However, Xue Tingyan writes on it as if there is nothing, like flowing clouds and flowing water. The handwriting on it is full and round, and particularly majestic.

Zhao'er held his breath, not even daring to say a word. His eyes fell on Xue Tingyan, who was writing rapidly, and suddenly he had the illusion that the little man had grown up.

Xue Tingyan quickly wrote a piece of paper, and when he was about to take it away to dry, Zhao'er quickly took it and carefully spread it out on the kang. Her eyes were attracted by those words. She couldn't tell how beautiful they were, they just felt like paintings.

During this period, Xue Tingyan wrote another one.

Just like that, Xue Tingyan wrote and hung the children to dry, and soon the kang was covered with paper.

A three-character classic contains only a thousand words, so Xue Tingyan finished it quickly.

He put down the pen, took a deep breath, and moved his wrist a few times. He hadn't written at such a high density for a long time, which was a challenge to his wrist strength.