Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 563 Topic

  Bai Shanbao was a little nervous until he sat down. After all, it was the first time he took such an exam.

  But after the papers were posted, his mind slowly settled after reading the questions.

  It's not about being satisfied, but about feeling settled down.

  I have already sat down anyway, and I have seen the question, and I can’t go out to read the book anymore. It’s useless to be nervous at this time.

  Bai Shanbao calmed down, read all the questions carefully, then poured water and ink, rubbed it, and thought.

  Waiting for him to grind the ink well, he also had thoughts, and then he started to write.

Mr.    said that the noodles must be neat and tidy. He looked at it and said that although the topic is difficult, one day should be enough.

  He intends to use all of the questions in the morning, and after lunch at noon, he will check and copy after a short rest.

  Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang always penalizes them to copy books. His copying speed is very fast, and the accuracy is very high. Otherwise, he would really not dare to draft so many questions. It is estimated that he would have to write slowly, and then try to do it again.

  If there is a typo, it is also revised in the volume.

  Bai Shanbao is fighting inside, but the four outside are listening to various people bragging about how good their young masters/children are.

  I can’t help it. I’m so boring outside. I can only listen to people and brag with people.

  Manbao listened for a while, asked a few more words, and then regained her confidence, she quietly said to Daji: "Shanbao is better than them."

  Daji glanced at those houses, and silently said nothing.

  There are so many people taking the government examinations, and it happens to ask the worst ones.

  And, shouldn’t talented people be low-key?

   Such a high-profile brag about oneself, it is obvious that it is not very good.

  For example, they only think that the young master is powerful in their hearts, and they never brag like that outside.

  As time passed, the sun began to set, and the superintendent's clock rang, and some sleepy people instantly became energetic and ran to the entrance of the superintendent to wait.

  Shirajiro rushed to the forefront with a swift speed, Daji and others also immediately caught up, staring at the door with piercing eyes.

  The door of the superintendent slowly opened under everyone's gaze, and the candidates standing inside immediately walked out.

  Some are expressionless, some are dejected, and some are happy and smiling...

   and Bai Shanbao ran over to them with the test basket and shouted: "Go home, go home, I want to clean my hands."

  Everyone:...

  Man Baodu asked in horror: "There is no hut in the superintendent?"

  Bai Shanbao couldn’t say enough: “I’ve been there once and I don’t want to go anymore, so I go home quickly.”

  Da Ji mentioned the basket test, and Chu Lang drove the carriage over.

  Waiting to get on the carriage, Man Bao asked, "How was your exam?"

  "It's okay," Bai Shanbao thought for a while and said: "It's very difficult, but I have answered all the questions, and I have written them very well."

Bai Shanbao said with lingering fear: "Especially the last two questions. I asked a large paper one by one. Because I had to write a lot, I didn't draft the two questions. Fortunately, I checked it again and basically all the typos were corrected. Only two."

  Man Baodao: "You wrote too slowly, right?"

"It's a bit difficult," Bai Shanbao sighed: "I thought I could finish writing those topics in one hour, and then I would write those two big questions in one hour, but it didn't work at all. Fortunately, I didn't rest after lunch. Just copy the previous one directly. If not then, I don’t think I have time to check the two big questions."

   "What's the title?"

   Before Bai Shanbao could answer, they returned home. He jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the house, saying loudly, "I'll tell you later."

When Bai Shanbao washed his hands and returned to the study, Mr. Zhuang also sat in the study.

  He took a pen to write down the two big questions on the paper.

  Although it is the first time for Bai Shanbao to take such an exam, it has been a while since the end of the exam, and he has figured it out.

  The focus of this exam is probably the two big questions at the back.

  He said: "Sir, the next two topics, one is from the "Shengmin" in the "Book of Songs", and the other is about the resettlement of refugees."

  Mr. Zhuang was surprised, "So difficult?"

  Bai Shanbao also nodded, "Yes, it's so difficult. The first few questions are not easy. The papers were only issued. Some people said before and after me that this is twice as difficult as the previous year's government examinations."

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while and asked: "Do you remember your answer?"

   "I don't dare to say that I remember all of them, but I generally know."

  Mr. Zhuang nodded and said: "Then you write it down, I will change it."

  Bai Shanbao:......It will take several hours, right?

  Mr. Zhuang also remembered that he had just come out of the examination room and said: "Forget it, you can briefly talk about how you answered, especially the last two questions. Did you answer it?"

"This is natural," Bai Shanbao said confidently: "I am familiar with "The Book of Songs". Although'Shengmin' is difficult, I also memorized it and understood it. It seemed that it was written afterwards. Ji’s life, but in fact, he wrote about the ancestors and the people, not specifically Houji."

  Mr. Zhuang nodded in relief, "It seems that you have listened to my lecture. Shengmin is talking about sacrifice."

  Coincidentally, Bai Erlang just finished studying the "Book of Songs", because "shengmin" is very difficult and belongs to the last few chapters of the "Book of Songs", so he has a deep memory.

  He was stunned, and couldn't help asking Man Bao in a low voice, "Isn't Shengmin writing Hou Ji's life? Why do I not seem to be writing Hou Ji's life anymore?"

  Man Bao whispered: "The Zhou people wrote this article to honor their ancestors. Hou Ji was born in Jiang Chang. His civil and military skills originated from Hou Ji, so he can match the sky, so the writing is sacrificial."

  White Erlang was confused.

  Mr. Zhuang saw that Bai Shan understood the essence of this article, so he no longer asked the details, but asked: "Then how did you answer the last question?"

Bai Shanbao paused and said, "Sir, during the Qingming Festival, we saw a few beggars. Only then did we realize that Yizhou had not been able to arrange the refugees properly, but the magistrate Yang did very well in Luojiang County. Why didn't they? How about learning?"

  Mr. Zhuang is no better than the two children. Although he and Yang Heshu also have contacts, they don't talk to each other as straightforwardly.

  Yang Heshu will not tell him this kind of initiative policy in detail.

  But Mr. Zhuang has eyes to see and ears to listen. He knows how Yang Heshu settled refugees in Luojiang County.

  He paused and asked, "Did you answer according to the actions of the county magistrate Yang?"

  Bai Shanbao was confused, shook his head and said, “Not all, because even the students themselves don’t know that the measures of County Order Yang can be implemented in Yizhou or other places.”

He looked at Man Bao and said: "Man Bao and I have discussed in detail. I feel that a place is different from the same place and cannot be generalized. However, there is always something in common with the refugees, so there should be a fixed point. The standard or method is right, otherwise, as now, one county is doing its utmost to resettle, but the other county ignores it, which is too unfair among the people."

Good night

  (End of this chapter)