Confucius deleted poems and books, established rituals and music, compiled the Book of Changes, and wrote the Spring and Autumn Period. This also has allusions.
In his later years, before his political ambitions could be realized, the saint focused his energy on education, one of which was deleting and producing the Six Classics.
Both of these questions are about saints. They are very well-posed and no one has answered them before.
However, this shows the difficulty of answering the question. If someone has answered it, it will be difficult to stand out.
But Su Yizhao forgot that most students who took the child examination have not yet learned this depth!
They are only going to take the Tongsheng Examination to take the Scholar Examination, not the Provincial Examination. This is a complete leap!
Although Su Yizhao had never answered these two questions before, she already had the answers in her mind now. She only needed to write them down, polish them a little, and copy them again.
After Su Yizhao copied down the title, the shopkeeper of Dongsheng Inn once again ordered someone to put down the incense burner.
"We have one hour in total, let's get started!" Wen Jijie gave the order, and the six people who answered the questions began.
Su Yizhao is focused on nothing else. This is a good opportunity for discussion and learning.
I have been competing in the academy before, but there are only so many students in the academy, and those few always come out on top. In fact, everyone already knows each other's nature, so there is really no challenge.
There was silence in the courtyard, and everyone spontaneously shut up, lest they disrupt the train of thought of the person answering the question.
Although it is not a competition, they still have the opportunity to see the masterpieces of other outstanding people.
At the same time, they were also thinking about the answers, and planned to compare them later and find out their shortcomings after Su Yizhao and others finished answering the questions.
Su Yiliang looked at the thin figure in front of him with complicated emotions. No wonder his father said that this son was a scholar and a born politician.
He was still dissatisfied before. As the legitimate son and the son of his father, could he be any worse than Su Yizhao?
But Su Yizhao's performance today made him understand what the difference between cloud and mud is.
It's no wonder that his father has been cultivating Su Yizhao with all his heart. I'm afraid he has already seen that Su Yizhao is extremely talented.
He clenched his fists, what about himself? Is his father going to give up on him?
Although his father has always been aloof, he always felt that his father actually had a plan in mind, but he just didn't bother to tell others!
And my grandfather, his attitude towards Su Yizhao was definitely not the same as towards a concubine.
Whether it is his father or his grandfather, this is a sign of great expectations for Su Yizhao.
His heart sank to the bottom, what should he do? His talent couldn't compare, and his strategy couldn't compare.
Su Yizhao was only twelve years old, and after studying for more than two years, he was already such an extraordinary being.
What about me? He started enlightenment at the age of five. Even though he did not have his father to teach him personally, the teacher his mother hired for him was a great Confucian.
Su Yiliang was at a loss, and turned to look at Su Yijue. Even the fifth brother, he was far different.
Su Yizhao didn't know that his performance today had already made his brother feel ashamed, and his whole body was cut to pieces.
She wrote down her rough draft on the draft paper. At this moment, her thoughts were flowing like a spring, so she felt like she had divine help when writing.
In just half a stick of incense, Su Yizhao had already written most of the answers to the first policy essay.
Meng Lingxi, who was opposite, looked over and found that Su Yizhao's writing was smooth, as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water.
He took a deep breath. His father said that the sky is vast and there are millions of capable people in the world, but he is just a drop in the ocean.
How to stand out so that the world cannot forget his existence is to constantly improve yourself and push yourself, instead of worrying about gains and losses, which will lead to depression.
Meng Lingxi got back on his feet. Although he suffered a slight blow today, he will definitely be more enterprising in the future. All these will become the motivation for his advancement.
It has to be said that character determines destiny.
When someone is hit, they will become depressed, at a loss, and may even choose to escape.
But when someone is hit for a moment, it will arouse his competitive spirit and constantly improve himself to surpass the opponent.
An hour passed unknowingly, and the top scholars began to sit upright.
Su Yizhao had already put down his pen and was closing his eyes to rest.
"The hour has come, please stop writing!"
Some students had not finished writing. When they heard this, they frowned and sighed.
Originally I wanted to express myself well, but unfortunately, at the critical moment, I seemed to have exhausted my talents and could not write anything.
After all, I still couldn't keep my mind calm, and it was inevitably affected.
On the other hand, Su Yizhao and Meng Lingxi looked indifferent.
It can be seen that the outstanding thing about a proud man is not only his talent, but also his attitude of not being alarmed.
The shopkeeper immediately ordered people to place the calligraphy works of these people side by side on a long table. Some students had not finished writing, and they felt ashamed and embarrassed to take them out, so they gave up on their own initiative.
The articles by Su Yizhao and Meng Lingxi naturally attracted much attention. When all the articles were placed on the long table, everyone could only see those two articles.
After all, if you practice calligraphy well, it is very eye-catching. If you can see it at a glance, how can there be room for others in your eyes?
Su Yizhao couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that Su Wenqing was very strict with her writing skills, even stricter than writing essays.
In Su Wenqing's words, seeing words is like seeing people, it is a person's face.
Even the marking officials feel relieved when they see such good words, and their requirements are inevitably a little more relaxed.
Su Wenqing said that learning requires talent, but to be good at calligraphy requires not only talent but also diligence.
If you are not talented enough, you have to practice more frequently and not slack off.
However, Su Wenqing's original words were not like this. She realized this from Su Wenqing's words.
He only said that the writing was too ugly and he was too lazy to read it.
At first, when Su Yizhao asked him for advice in Wenyang Pavilion, Su Wenqing didn't even bother to look at it because the handwriting he wrote was only quite satisfactory.
"The establishment of a holy sect must precede the words of benevolence and filial piety; the rule of the holy dynasty must be based on the principles of benevolence and filial piety; the words of benevolence and filial piety must be prepared in records..."
Wen Jijie read Su Yizhao's article aloud, and everyone immediately silenced and listened attentively.
This article is eloquent and contains about a thousand words, which has exceeded the scope of what most candidates have learned so far.
The test for children is policy theory, which is about current affairs, and the answers only require a simple answer of about 300 words.
Su Yizhao's answers were completely based on the standards of the provincial examination.
To put it in layman's terms, you answered a Chao Gang question, but you were still able to answer it, and the answer was pretty good.
This thousand-word article left all the students present speechless.
Is this still a human being? I have been hit hard enough today.
"Not bad! Very experienced."
Wen Jijie couldn't think of any words to express his feelings at the moment. Thinking of the younger members of his family, he had the urge to go back and beat them to death immediately.