A long month has passed, and Zhujiagou seems to have remained the same, but in fact it has changed a lot. The young people in the village take turns grinding tofu every day, and have to use their own hands to purchase soybeans. Every morning, they pour large buckets of Qiong Yao juice and Qiong Yao juice.
The pulp was sent into the city.
Although I am a little tired, every household can benefit from it. Some people pulled two pieces of cloth to make new clothes for their children, some people bought a few pairs of new shoes, and some people are planning when to build a new house.
...I dare not compare with the Li family, but it is still better than now.
At the west end of the village, six or seven brand-new houses are scattered in an orderly manner. They are surrounded by a wall outside. The houses are connected by winding corridors or gravel roads. There are various flowers and plants planted on the roadside. Although it is hard to see much in the cold winter now, when it is midsummer,
It must be brilliant.
In the early morning, when the genius was bright, Li Shan had already gotten up. As a doctor, and also an intern, he slept until he woke up naturally... That was a fantasy.
Although there is no alarm clock, I always subconsciously feel that the alarm clock will ring crazily at the next moment. If it is a mobile phone ringtone, it will be even worse.
He straightened up suddenly and sat on the bed. After realizing that he didn't have to go to work, Li Shan was so dazed that he neither wanted to continue sleeping nor got out of bed to wash up. He just sat there in a daze.
"Dalang, what is Xiaoman?"
Hearing the little monk's voice, Li Shan, who was still confused, said casually: "What little man?"
"You said it last night when you were drinking."
"Pingkangfang... Cherry Fan Sukou, Yangliu Xiaomanyao." Li Shan yawned, "Why do you ask this?"
The little monk's eyes rolled around and disappeared in a flash.
"A hundred thousand reasons why..." Li Shan complained as he got up and got dressed, "It's really unreasonable. After studying for so many years, I still have to continue studying in the Tang Dynasty. I am a scholar, but I want to change my career!"
Li Shan no longer cares about the Gewürztraminer business. He has been busy building a new house for the past month, but a few days ago bad news came.
His mothers Zhu Shi and Zhu Wei excitedly told him that the imperial court decided to reopen the imperial examination this year, which was the most likely opportunity for Li Shan to become an official.
Li Shan didn't know much about the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty, but not everyone could take the exam, right?
But Zhu Wei, who came back with a sack of classics and history, vowed that you should not worry about your qualifications for the exam, just concentrate on preparing for the exam.
So, in the following days, Li Shan was forced to study these subsets of classics and history... It was really a big headache.
After getting dressed slowly, Li Shan carefully opened the wooden box and took out the toothbrush he made by himself. Unfortunately, he couldn't buy toothpaste or tooth powder. He used salt... he didn't dare. The salt in this era was not very pure.
After washing up, Li Shan grabbed something to satisfy his hunger and prepared to continue to endorse... Zhu had already chosen a path for him to take the economics exam.
Ming Jing Ke mainly consists of fill-in-the-blank questions, and the content comes from "Book of Rites", "Chun Qiu Zuo Zhuan", "Mao Shi", "Zhou Li", "Ritual", "Zhou Yi", "Shang Shu", "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan"
", "Spring and Autumn Annals of Gu Liang", "The Classic of Filial Piety", "The Analects of Confucius".
It seems that there are not many books. After all, ancient books do not have many words, but the problem is that they are memorized by rote and do not understand the meaning at all. Rao Lishan was barely able to be considered a top grade school student in his previous life.
Li Shan kept reciting the book until noon before resting. Li Shan had a splitting headache, but he had to recite it. He knew very well that although the two emperors of the Sui Dynasty had weakened him intentionally or unintentionally, the powerful family still had a strong influence today.
The imperial examination is probably his most likely way to become an official.
Zhu has already said carefully that the imperial examinations of the Sui Dynasty actually did not allow children from poor families to take the examinations, while the imperial examinations of the Tang Dynasty only required recommendations from states and counties to participate. This is a rare opportunity for Li Shan... No need
Go to the battlefield and take risks.
It was this point that caught Li Shan's mind. On the battlefield in this era, who knows if a cold arrow would fly... Even if it just pricked the skin, it might cause tetanus.
At this time, Zhu Wei's greeting came from outside.
"Dalang, this is the gentleman I've invited for you." Zhu Wei said proudly: "Any questions you have can be answered."
Li Shan turned around and saw a young man at the door, with his hands behind his back and his head slightly raised. He looked very imposing, but a closer look revealed that his nose was a bit crooked, his cheeks were bruised, and his bun was a bit messy.
Could it be that he was kidnapped?
"Zhou Zhao, a native of Qinghe County, is proficient in the Five Classics, the Three Traditions, and the Three Rites." Zhu Wei pulled the young man through the door with such force that Zhou Zhao staggered.
Mrs. Zhu came out happily and said, "Mr. Zhou, please."
"The study and bedroom are all ready, and all the pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and scriptures are ready."
Li Shan didn't say a word from beginning to end. It wasn't until Zhu Wei left that he pointed to the stool in front of him and said, "Sit."
"Crude." Zhou Zhao raised his head again, his eyes seemed to be on his forehead.
In the early years of the Tang Dynasty, the bar stool was not yet popular, and at least the middle and upper classes in society preferred to sit cross-legged on the floor.
After looking at the "Gu Liang Biography" on the table, and then at the paper written by Li Shanmo, Zhou Zhao sneered, "You want me to teach after you have passed the examination of economics?"
"I'm sorry, sir." Li Shan pointed at the door expressionlessly, "In that case, please leave, sir."
Zhou Zhao's body froze, and his raised head lowered involuntarily. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, if he hadn't been forced, who would be willing to teach a country man!
Li Shan was too lazy to pay attention to this guy and continued to memorize the "Gu Liang Biography". Zhou Zhao on the side frowned and couldn't help interrupting: "The sentences are all wrong... No, not the right sentence!
"
"If you still want to take the Mingjing subject, you might as well try the Mingshu subject!"
"Arithmetic test?" Li Shan's eyes lit up, "Is it an arithmetic test?"
You don't understand anything. Zhou Zhao sat down slowly and said slowly: "The imperial examinations in this dynasty are divided into categories. The most difficult test is naturally the Xiucai subject. There are five policy essays, discussing national affairs. If you fail, the county magistrate will be punished.
, since the Sui Dynasty to the present, only three people have been selected, so you don’t have to think about it.”
Li Shan was speechless. In his impression, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, being a scholar seemed to be the lowest threshold for the imperial examination.
"The second is Jinshi. Not only do you need to be proficient in classics and history, but you also need to be good at poetry and essays. You don't have to think about it."
"The remaining subjects of Mingshu, Mingfa, and Mingzi are relatively simple. However, when selecting officials in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, they can only be junior officials, and it is difficult for them to be educated."
"The Ming Jing Ke is a good way, but now you can't even break a sentence. It's obvious that you don't understand the meaning of the classics..."
"So, I am about to ask you, sir, to teach." Li Shan said calmly: "No matter why you come, sir, as long as you teach sincerely, you will not blame him even if you fail."
Zhou Zhao stroked his short beard and said, "Since you sincerely seek advice, you might as well give it a try, but I have something to say first."
"Sir, please speak."
"First, ten guans...five guans per month."
"Ten dollars will never be in arrears."
"Okay, secondly, it's limited to one year. You will definitely not be able to catch up this year. If you fail at this time next year, you need to let me go."
"Okay, I'll go talk to Uncle Eight, the one who arrested you... and invited you here."
Zhou Zhao's cheeks bulged, he swallowed and continued: "Third, give me a maid to serve you."
Li Shan's face turned pale. Damn it, I haven't warmed the bed yet. Are you dreaming?
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Li Shan stood up and opened the door. Zhu Wei looked over with a smile. Behind him was a girl who had washed away all her beauty and showed a pure appearance.
"Xiaoman?"
"Li Langjun." Xiaoman bowed and saluted, his delicate face full of joy.
"So beautiful." Zhou Zhao came closer and exclaimed, "If you want me to teach with all my heart, she..."
Li Shan didn't refute, just smiled, pulled Xiaoman through the door, and knocked Zhou Zhao out sideways, "Eighth uncle?"
"Bang!"
The door was closed, Zhu Wei frowned and stared at the helpless Zhou Zhao, "Are your bones itching again?"