I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 80 Taifu Restaurant
In the blink of an eye, the time has changed from the cold winter when it is snowing outside the window to the May when the trees are thick with the eagles on the stream, and the sound of reading is still loud in the private school.

In the study, Zhan Feiyu, who was writing a post, put down his pen, got up, respectful but not enthusiastic, "Master."

Wang shi looked coldly at this pink makeup and jade cut Zhan Feiyu, and had to admit that she had misunderstood the little girl. The little girl was white and delicate, her clear eyebrows were full of aura, her face was beautiful and her temperament was luxurious.

Now that he is only eight years old, Wang Shi can imagine that after ten years, the baby fat and childishness has faded away, and he must be a stunning beauty.

"Xiaoyu, you are so smart, you must understand why your master did not accept you as a disciple, but only called himself an enlightened master." There was a bit of resentment in Wang's cold voice.

She did not expect that the Li family would reject her proposal.No, more precisely, Zhan Feiyu was unwilling to marry Yuan Er!
Her handsome son was disliked by a little country girl. If it wasn't for the shame, Wang really wanted to ask the mother and daughter, what kind of thing they were, and dared to look down on her son!
"Xiaoyu knows the master's good intentions." Zhan Feiyu nodded.

Lin Confucius knew that his talent was sparse, and he could teach the content of the county and prefectural exams.

Now that so many years have passed, all his energy has been devoted to teaching students, and he has never written a good essay on art. If he is a teacher, he has set a master-apprentice status, and Zhan Feiyu will no longer be able to worship a famous teacher in the future.

Master Lin even hopes that Zhan Feiyu will find a great Confucian teacher as a teacher after the examination, not only can she teach her the way of the imperial examination, but in the future, if she will continue the imperial examination or study her knowledge, at least she will be escorted by a teacher.

Looking at Zhan Feiyu who was not sullen or angry, Wang Shi was inexplicably irritable, and his face became gloomy and said: "I and your master have only one child, Yuan Er, if you are grateful, you should agree to this marriage, and your master and I will return in the future. The underworld doesn't have to worry about Yuaner anymore!"

Lin Xiuyuan's body is a little weak, and his personality is too gentle. Wang's family is worried that he will marry a woman with a strong temperament. In the future, the wife will be strong and the husband will be weak, and Lin Xiuyuan will not be able to suppress the other party.

But if he finds a gentle and soft woman as his wife, Wang Shi is worried that the couple will be bullied together.

In particular, Master Lin and Zhang Xiucai had a grudge. Lin Xiuyuan really opened a study in the county a few years later. With Zhang Xiucai's ruthlessness and cunning, the Wang family couldn't rest his eyes even if he died.

"Mother, I'm a student of the Master. As long as I live, I will definitely protect my senior brother." Zhan Feiyu can understand Wang's mother's heart, but she can't use her marriage as a bargaining chip.

Hearing this refusal, Mrs. Wang sneered sarcastically, "Of course I believe you, but you will get married in the future? You have a husband and children, so how can you take care of an outsider? One year or two is fine, ten years 20 Years later, when your wife and I die, you will probably forget about Yuan'er!"

Wang Shi still didn't say a word. Even if she had the intention to take care of Yuan'er, her husband would agree?Can her in-laws agree?
If Zhan Feiyu's childhood sweethearts' siblings, if Zhan Feiyu takes care of Yuan'er carefully, there will be some rumors and rumors. In order to prove her innocence, she is afraid to draw a clear line with Yuan'er to protect herself.

So Wang thinks the safest way is for Zhan Feiyu to marry Lin Xiuyuan. She was able to adopt the Zhan family last year, and let Li analyze it. She is so scheming and means at such a young age that Wang doesn't have to worry about herself. After his death, Lin Xiuyuan will be bullied by others.

Furthermore, looking at Zhan Feiyu with chubby cheeks, her body is very strong at first glance, and she will be well-bred in the future. If she can give birth to three or five sons after getting married, she will be able to rest her eyes in Jiuquan.

Looking at the already demonic Wang Shi, Zhan Feiyu said helplessly: "Mother, please forgive Xiaoyu for marriage."

Expecting such an answer for a long time, Wang shi looked at Zhan Feiyu with cold eyes for a while, then turned and left indifferently, but seeing the paranoia in her eyes, I'm afraid she won't give up easily.

"What's this called!" Zhan Feiyu lay on the table with a bitter face.

Fortunately, he was only eight years old, otherwise Zhan Feiyu was really worried about what means Wang would use to facilitate this marriage.

When Master Lin came to the study, Zhan Feiyu had already restrained his emotions, "Master."

"You have made great progress in your art and literature recently." Master Lin boasted with a smile. In just a few months, the level of Xiaoyu's art and literature has improved by leaps and bounds.

Needless to say, breaking the topic and accepting the topic are her strengths. Now that I have read the whole book, I can't be picky about the frame structure. Only in terms of literary talent, I want to continue to hone.

Looking at Zhan Feiyu who was smiling, Lin Fuzi changed his words and said sternly, "But I still haven't reached the level of the imperial examination. The examination is time-limited, and you don't know what questions the examiner will ask, so there is no spare time. Let you think about it."

"I know." Zhan Feiyu nodded educated.

If an ordinary scholar could write an imperial examination-level art essay in half an hour, he would need at least an hour, or even more time, to write a draft.

In the final analysis, I still do not have a thorough grasp of the Four Books and Five Classics, and I can't do it easily. If the topic is biased, weird, or a more perverted question, then ninety-nine percent of the time I will sink into the sand.

"It's good if you understand." What Lin Master is most satisfied with is Zhan Feiyu's reading attitude, never complacent, neither arrogant nor impetuous like a child.

"Starting from today, you will write a question for the teacher, and you will complete an essay within a limited time." Lin Fuzi picked up the pen and quickly wrote the title: or Confucius said, "Isn't Zixi in politics?"

"Master, you must have thought about this question last night." Zhan Feiyu protested weakly, but he had to answer the question on the spot. Is it fair?
Ignoring Zhan Feiyu who was shouting, Master Lin lit the incense and started timing, but a smile flashed in his eyes quickly, "Okay, come back for the teacher in half an hour, hurry up and write!"

"Yes, Master." Zhan Feiyu responded crisply, looking at Master Lin who was going out, he stretched his neck and added, "Master, if you eat earlier at noon, I'm afraid you will lose your appetite if you get angry. "

After a pause, Master Lin shook his head with a smile, the older the girl, the less righteous she is.

The study was quiet, and Zhan Feiyu looked at the topic and began to think.

This question comes from the "The Analects of Confucius", which is the chapter on politics. The original text is: Perhaps Confucius said: "Zi Xi is not in politics?"

The translation is: Someone asked Confucius: "Why don't you participate in politics as an official?
Confucius said: "In the Book of History, it says: 'filial piety! Only by filial piety to one's parents can it be extended to fraternal brothers. Extending the spirit of filial piety to politics is also political participation. Why must one be an official to be considered political participation? ?"

Zhan Feiyu touched his nose. The master must have done it on purpose. Last year, he adopted the family and his mother moved out of Zhan's house. However, the master produced an art essay on filial piety for himself to write.

The sage Confucius paid attention to filial piety. He believed that filial piety to parents, fraternity with brothers, and relatives, friends, neighbors... When the relationship between everyone is harmonious, the whole society will be peaceful.

Time passed little by little, and Zhan Feiyu put down his pen and missed lunch.

Seeing Lin Xiuyuan come in with the food box, Zhan Feiyu's scalp numb, the pen he just put down is picked up again, I can write another art essay!

"Xiaoyu, eat first." Lin Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing at the little girl who was bitter and hated, only thinking she was stumped by this question.

"Senior brother, I'm going to the lecture hall to eat." Zhan Feiyu was also hungry, but in order to avoid being alone with Lin Xiuyuan, she still went to the lecture hall to eat.

Although Shan Wazi and the others were a year older, they were still very bearish. After eating, they ran out of the private school to have fun.

Zhan Feiyu came in with the food box, Zhu Peng glanced at it, but didn't speak.

They are still reciting the Mencius Anthology. Zhan Feiyu started to write and produce art articles last year, and he will take the county exam in February next year. The distance is too large, and there is no jealousy.

Zhu Peng, who came over, leaned on the table and looked at Zhan Feiyu who was eating and said, "Did you know that Zhan Dalang is going to Zhang's private school?"

"Zhang Xiucai actually accepted him?" Zhan Feiyu was stunned, feeling inexplicably that there was some conspiracy involved.

After the New Year, Zhan Dalang couldn't stay at home all the time. The second son of Zhan didn't go to Zhang's private school to humiliate himself. He found an old boy in the county to send Zhan Dalang to study.

Lao Tongsheng has a pedantic temperament and is extremely strict. On the first day of school, Zhan Dalang was swollen by Jie Chi, and then it was a hot day.

How lazy Zhan Dalang is, and how strict an old boy is, he can't memorize the book: Hit!Ugly written: Hit!Arriving late and leaving early to doze off: hit!
Zhan Dalang's left hand has never been swollen, and he was beaten so badly that he began to rely on his studies and could not study, and then the old house was full of chickens and dogs. Zhan Feiyu didn't expect Zhan Dalang to go to Zhang's private school. .

Zhu Peng didn't give up. He always remembered the words of the landlord Zhu, to befriend Zhan Feiyu.

"Zhan Dalang and the young daughter of Xie's family in Taifu Restaurant are discussing marriage. With Master Xie's face, Zhang Xiucai will definitely give three points of thin noodles."

"The largest Taifu restaurant in Shangsi County? Zhan Dalang?" Zhan Feiyu's eyes widened, almost thinking he heard it wrong, "Xie's youngest daughter is ugly? Is she disabled? Or is her reputation damaged?"

Zhu Peng burst out laughing, he suddenly felt that Zhan Feiyu was completely different from the scholars he had seen, neither pedantic nor high-level!When I saw this question, I got to the point.

"I heard from my father that she was an old woman from the Xie family. She was not well-bred in her mother's womb and her brain was not very bright." Zhu Peng thought that Master Xie was blind at first, otherwise why would he have picked Zhan Dalang's eye above the top idiot.

is a silly girl!Zhan Feiyu understood it, and felt dull again.

The Zhan family attaches great importance to the eldest grandson of Zhan Dalang. The food, drink and clothing are the best among the children. They provided him with education early on, but finally let him marry a silly girl.

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The other students were still on their lunch break. Zhan Feiyu and Lin Xiuyuan were sitting upright in the study, and both of them handed in their crafting articles, but Lin Xiuyuan spent the night writing it last night, and Zhan Feiyu was a rule of half an hour.

After Lin Fuzi reviewed the two articles, he did not comment immediately, but asked: "Xiaoyu, your craftsmanship is progressing rapidly, how do you write a good article?"

Yin Wuyan sent ten volumes of "Zhiyiwen Model Essays", with a total of more than 500 articles. Zhan Feiyu has read it three times and analyzed and thought about each article, although he has only studied the first fifty articles so far.

Zhan Feiyu replied: "Master, I think there are three points: First, you can't go wrong when you break the question and accept the question, and you must accurately grasp the meaning of the question."

If the examiner wants to test Chunhua, you can't write Qiuyue's articles. Targeting is the first priority. It depends on whether you have a solid foundation in the study of classics. nameless.

"Second: The reasoning is clear, and it is explained layer by layer. The art and literature are made on behalf of the sages, and they must not deviate from the purpose of Confucius and Mencius. The third: The literary style of the words and sentences must be stunning."

After Zhan Feiyu finished talking about his experience in writing art and writing, he smiled guilty when he met Master Lin's gaze, "I can only do the first point at the moment, the second and third still need to be tempered."

"If you know the insufficiency, you must correct it." Master Lin said warmly, and then he began to analyze Zhan Feiyu's art work, pointing out the deficiencies that need to be revised...

After school break, Zhan Feiyu went home alone, and she still came to the private school tomorrow to write the questions within a limited time. The homework she went back to today was to revise and rewrite the art essay she just wrote.

"Xiaoyu is back." Under the big banyan tree, more than a dozen people from the village gathered together to talk.

The weather in May is getting warmer, and the villagers like to come here to chat after dinner, but today there are obviously more people, and there are four or five men there.

Zhan Feiyu's uncle and aunt shouted for a while. Just as he was going to go back for dinner, he saw Xiao Yao's and Ma's coming together. The two sisters were talking and laughing, like sisters.

"Yo, the little prodigy is out of school." The yin and yang tone was still the same, Xiao Yao held her chin up, looked at Zhan Feiyu disdainfully, and suppressed the jealousy in her heart, this dead girl couldn't even wear her new clothes. It's over, change it in three days!
Without waiting for Zhan Feiyu to speak, the little Yao Shi showed off, "My eldest son will go to the Zhangjia private school in the county from tomorrow to study. There are three people in the private school who have achieved the reputation of being a child!"

"The private school in the county is definitely different." A woman immediately echoed.

"Yeah, I heard that Zhang Xiucai taught well, but it's a pity that the repair is too expensive, how can we farmers afford it!"

As soon as Mrs. Ma heard the word Shuxiu, his smile collapsed, and he said angrily, "That's basically stealing money. Shuxiu costs 20 taels a year! You still need to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone by yourself, and you have to pay for lunch again." Silver! You need to buy clothes, at least 30 taels of silver a year!"

"So many!" The villagers under the banyan tree stammered.

A family of five or six men can only save three to fifty taels of silver throughout the year. This is all handed over to private schools. Doesn’t it mean that a large family of more than ten people can’t eat or drink?

Therefore, there are no separated families in the village, and they only save a dozen taels of silver a year. After all, they need to eat, drink, and wear clothes. This is still under the condition that no one is sick.

Xiao Yao glared angrily at Ma, who was dragging his legs, and said arrogantly to Zhan Feiyu, who was half-smiling, "Although it costs money, who can teach Zhang Xiucai well? You won’t even accept it, Xiaoyu, you are also a scholar, I’m not mistaken.”

Zhan Feiyu nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Zhangjia Private School is the best private school in Shangsi County."

She doesn't dare to talk nonsense!Xiao Yao's back straightened, but Zhan Feiyu changed his words and said, "But it's still far from the county school. After all, the masters of the county school are all born in a high school, and Zhang's private school has only two scholars and two children. ."

"You!" The grinning smile stiffened on his face, and Xiao Yaoshi looked at Zhan Feiyu angrily, but couldn't say anything to refute.

Shan Wazi Niang couldn't get used to Xiao Yao's flamboyant appearance, and said with a smile: "When will you go to the county school, Xiaoyu? I heard that only talented people can go to the county school to study!"

Can Zhan Dalang be as amazing as Zhan Feiyu?In her hand, she was holding a letter of recommendation for going to the county school!
"Auntie, I'll go after Tong Sheng's test in February next year." Zhan Feiyu took over.

This was also the time that Master Lin had set for her. The private school was either a student who had just been enlightened, or a student like Zhu Peng who, despite having studied for a few years, still could not write and make a living.

It was Lin Xiuyuan who studied a little deeper, but she was still far behind Zhan Feiyu. She studied alone in her study, and she went to the county exam to communicate more with her classmates.

When Xiao Yao saw that the villagers were holding Zhan Feiyu again, his face was twisted in anger, and he immediately said, "I went to the county to pick up a business two days ago. I've gone to Taifu Restaurant, and I don't need to sell chickens, ducks, eggs, etc. by myself."

"Taifu Restaurant?" The villagers were startled, almost thinking that Xiao Yao was talking big. These restaurants never accept food from the villagers.

Instead, Zhan Feiyu asked, "Such a big restaurant needs a lot of vegetables every day, aren't there enough vegetables in the field?"

"Of course that's not enough, so, whoever grows the vegetables well in the village, we'll collect them at that time, and then send them to the restaurant, not only in our village, but also in the villages next to me. I'm also going to collect the vegetables!"

Xiao Yao finally finished her words, waiting for the envy and flattery of the villagers.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the eyes of the villagers lit up, and they said a lot of good things to Xiao Yaoshi.

Every household has vegetable fields, but there are too many vegetables, and they can't be eaten and sold. They can only feed chickens and ducks. If they can sell them to Taifu Restaurant, it will be a lot of money in a year!

(End of this chapter)