Half fairy

Chapter 77 Answers
Yu Qing smiled, "Maybe it's not a mockery, maybe it's a misunderstanding of Mr.

Mr. Ming took a picture of the tea cup, "Don't get mad at me, talk straight, and let your farts go."

Yu Qing continued to laugh, "What can I say about you? I guess the husband can guess it himself. Saying that the husband has been drunk for a long time in the flowers and has no morality, in my opinion, is jealous. He also said that the husband will take the exam for nine years... Alas, I don't care if I don't say it, the words are very ugly, and I dare to humiliate the master. I asked the Zhongfu to lock him up in a rage, but he refused to accept the clamor... Alas, forget it, such a villain just ignores it."

After speaking, he reached into his sleeve and took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, "Sir, look at this."

Mr. Ming looked at his expression and observed it for a while, and then took the paper to his hand, shaking it, and seeing the handwriting on it, he knew it was Yu Qing's.

After coming into contact these days, one thing he has to admit is that Yu Qing is indeed a good handwriting character, and there is a spirit in the movement of the font.

After reading the content on the paper, he raised his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Qing hehe said: "I have been with Mr. for almost half a month, and I have never asked Mr. for his knowledge. Today, on a whim, I deliberately asked Mr. for some questions. I wonder if Mr. can answer one or two, which will open the students' eyes? "

Mr. Ming sneered, shaking the paper and asked, "Are you testing me?"

"How dare you dare." Yu Qing handed over to beg for mercy, "I just want to ask Mr. to leave some calligraphy treasures, so that students can figure out and study in their free time."

Mr. Ming took a look at the content on the paper, "The questions are divided into strategy theory, classics and history, fu theory, and poetry. These four questions are the standard format for the examination of the Jinhui Examination, especially for this fu theory, which involves national scholars and kings. The relationship between the questions, the pattern of the questioners is not low, is this really your question?"

Hearing what he said, Yu Qing murmured in his heart, it seemed that it was possible that he knew the test questions, but he smiled on the surface: "I wrote the questions, just randomly, there is no pattern."

Mr. Ming threw the paper out and sneered: "If you have to answer these four questions, I'm afraid there won't be enough time in one afternoon, and you can't make yourself guilty."

Yu Qing picked up the question and offered it with both hands, "Sir, one afternoon is enough, just answer it casually."

Mr. Ming's face was empty, he turned around and put the pillow there, ready to sleep.

Yu Qing held the exam question again and asked, "Sir, what you said when you first came, the students remember it clearly, and it is still in their ears. You said that you teach people, you can teach them if you want to learn, and if you don't want to learn, it's useless to teach them. Now the students sincerely want to learn, and I hope that the teacher will not break his promise to the students!”

Mr. Ming's hands froze for a while, and after stagnant for a long time, he put down the pillow, turned to stare at Yu Qing for a while, and hummed: "It's not that I broke my promise, but answering these four questions requires a lot of energy. Not well rested, lack of energy, not the best state to answer questions now.”

What Yu Qing wanted was his state of being hollowed out by alcohol and lacking in energy. If the other party really showed the momentum, he would not dare to ask him to answer this question, so he hurriedly said: "How can I feel that Mr. Lao has worked so hard to learn A little bit of fur, sir, is enough. Don't put it off, sir, just answer it briefly, just keep it simple!"

The next step is not to invite, but to get started directly, directly holding Mr. Ming's arm, pushing and pulling the person to the book desk, please sit down, and help the person lay out the exam questions, lay out the paper, and personally help by the side Research ink.

Looking at the pen in his hand, Mr. Ming was speechless for a while, and squinted coldly at Yu Qing who was attentive beside him. He didn't believe it was a question from Yu Qing at all.

He suspected that it was the so-called ranting servant who gave him the test.

As he said, the pattern of questioners is not low, no wonder they dare to speak madly.

Yu Qing asked him to answer simply and casually, but he secretly cheered up.

Holding the pen in his hand, his eyes fell on the test questions, and the picture seemed familiar, the time and space seemed to be confused, and there was a momentary trance, as if returning to the past.

Facing the exam questions, an impulse came to my heart, and the feeling that Hua Cong was drunk and rotten to live, and the feeling that had disappeared for a long time started to move again.

The pen in his hand has not fallen for a long time, he stared at the test questions for a long time and pondered for a long time, and then he slowly put down the pen.

Yu Qing thought that he still refused to obey, and just wanted to persuade him again, but he noticed something in time, saw that he had entered another state, and hurriedly kept silent.

Mr. Ming stood up slowly and paced back and forth in the study with his hands behind his back, sometimes bowing his head, sometimes raising his head and closing his eyes, sometimes walking, sometimes stopping.

Yu Qing immediately retreated to the corner to avoid disturbing others and allow them to think.

After about half an hour, Mr. Ming suddenly strode back to the case and sat down. He picked up the pen and dipped in the ink, wrote down the pen, copied the question first, and then wrote the text according to the format. The tip of the pen bounced and swirled on the paper, writing line by line. Quickly out of the tip of the pen.

Yu Qing hurried to help, and kept grinding the ink by the side, so that Mr. Ming kept the pen running, preventing the ink from drying out, and helping him keep writing.

This write, man, that's really non-stop writing.

After finishing one question, pull the paper to look at the next question, and write quickly.

Keep writing, time goes by.

I keep writing, and I don't know how much time has passed.

When I wrote it, I felt that Mr. Ming's hands were shaking a little.

I wrote that my cheeks were flushed, and gradually became red, like drunkenness.

The feeling of writing is something that Yu Qing has never seen from this decadent husband. It is a very special feeling. It seems to have entered a state of dancing and running wildly alone in the ice and snow. state.

Yu Qing couldn't help sighing and shaking his head secretly. He really is a crazy person, no wonder he was mixed up like this.

The sky was getting dark, and the light in the room was getting darker. Yu Qing quickly helped turn the lights on when he noticed it, and lit all the lights here, helping Mr.

When he went out to fetch lights from other rooms, he saw the servants outside the courtyard who were poking their heads and preparing to deliver meals.

Not long after, Zhong Yuanwai and Butler Li also came.

Every time this East Court uses the reasons for reading books, studying, and preparing for exams, not to let outsiders enter and disturb, but no one knows what is going on inside after all, and I have never been sure here. As an excuse, the two quietly entered the East Court to find out.

I saw the bright lights in the study, and the two looked at each other. How many lights must be lit?
The two went to the door and looked inside. They saw seven or eight lights on the bookcase, on the bookshelf and around Mr. Ming. At this time, Mr. Ming was truly a 'Mr. Ming', and even his back was illuminated. bright.

Of course, none of these matters. What matters is that Mr. Ming is concentrating on writing and writing, while Yu Qing is helping with ink research.

A good picture of teaching.

This scene made Zhong Yuanwai heaved a sigh of relief, and when he looked at the sky outside, he couldn't help but nod his head in approval.

The two of Zhong Yuanwai were not thieves either. The footsteps could not hide from Yu Qing's ears. Yu Qing looked back and immediately motioned to keep silent, motioning not to come in or disturb.

The bellman, who wanted to go in and see what happened, was surprised.

Since it was Mr. Ming's time to go home, he refused to finish his studies, and the students were respectfully studying. He had nothing to say. He was pleased to see it, and immediately took Butler Li and left quietly.

The two walked out of the gate of the small courtyard, and the bell sighed, "Zeng Feng heard that this Mr. Ming might not be very dedicated to his work, but when I saw it today, I knew it was a fallacy. It's almost dinner time, how can I let Mr. Ming go home hungry? Inform the kitchen to add a few more good dishes, and I will treat Mr.

"Okay." Butler Li responded.

And not long after the two left, Mr. Ming, who was behind the bookcase, pulled out a blank piece of paper and focused on the last question, which was the title of poetry.

The theme is just two words, fame!
That is to say, the author is required to write a poem with the meaning of 'fame'.

After all, he was writing a poem. Yu Qing thought he would think more about it this time. Who knew that Mr. Ming just glanced at the topic, so he wrote down the poem again, and wrote down three big characters "Chaotianque" as the title of the poem. psalm.

From time to time, the purple gas mountains and rivers move,
The poor and the rich head are full of Jianghong.

Once you enter the palace of the king,

However, he was honored before and after his death.

In one go, the closing sentence seems to have exhausted Mr. Ming's life, making him slumped and leaning back, paralyzed on the chair, his face is not very good, he gasped for breath, the hand holding the pen was shaking, his eyes Lost as if reminiscing about something.

The last question is so easy to finish?Yu Qing was speechless as he turned his head and stared at the four poems on the case.

Probably saying that good fortune comes because of hard work, and the hair is white just to seek fame, just to be a blockbuster, etc. What will it mean once you get a foothold in the court.

He doesn't know if the writing is good or not. He can only see the meaning. Mr. Ming probably wrote it himself. Especially the last sentence can make people feel the mood of this gentleman. Some things are not as they seem on the surface. He didn't care so much, in fact, he wanted to give himself an explanation for his life and after death.

Papa, Mr. Ming couldn't hold the pen, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground.

Yu Qing looked back and saw that his complexion was not right, his temperament was weak, his face was ashen, he was startled on the spot, don't write a few random questions and write people to death, it is really unclear.He quickly took out the medicine bottle with him, poured out a small pill, and put it into Mr. Ming's mouth.

As soon as the pill was taken in, the medicinal energy immediately soared to the sky and refreshed the brain. It returned sweetness in the mouth, and quickly produced body fluid on the tongue. After a little sobering, Mr. Ming realized that it was a medicine for nourishing qi and blood, and subconsciously swallowed it into his stomach.

The medicinal power gradually spread to his limbs, and his cheeks began to turn red again. The whole person finally became alive, and his breathing became stronger, and he began to sit up slowly.

At the same time, Yu Qing, who was taking his pulse, finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and asked, "Sir, if you think this question is a good test, can you pass the test based on your current answers?"

This is simply a pot that can’t be opened and raised. Mr. Ming’s face is really red, and he didn’t dare to say in front of the students that he could pass the exam. After reading it, I will revise and polish it." After speaking, he reached out to put away the answer and take it away.

Who knew that Yu Qing was faster than him, and he grabbed all the manuscript paper in three or two strokes, haha ​​said: "No need to revise, no need to revise, that's all, just say it, just answer it casually, I don't dare to have Mr. Lao Work harder!"

　([-]+) Thanks for the support of Xiao Honghua, the new leader of the alliance "Ying Hu".

　　
　
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