In the blink of an eye, it was August and autumn, and students from all over the Dalong Dynasty began to get busy. Almost all of them were busy with lights at midnight and chickens at dawn at five, and they were all working hard to improve themselves.
There are still three days to go before Qiu Wei. All students, scholars, and supervisors from various prefectures and counties in the Dalong Dynasty can take the exam. In charge of Qiu Wei are two examiners, four co-examiners, one promotion person, and several other related officials.
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The autumn examination is divided into three sessions, namely, August 9th, August 12th, and August 15th.
The content of the exam for candidates in the Dalong Dynasty was to write scriptures. The examiner selected a page from the Four Books and Five Classics, and then selected a famous quote to print on the test paper. The examinee had to fill in the famous quote that related to the context, just like the modern fill-in-the-blank method.
For policy questions, the examiner will ask questions about economics, meaning, and political affairs, and the candidates will fill in their own opinions and propose corresponding policy discussions. This is more extensive and involves politics, education, production, and management issues depending on the examiner.
The policy question pays more attention to the candidates’ knowledge and thinking ability.
For poetry, the examiner will give a topic, and candidates must write corresponding poems based on the topic.
It happened to be lunch time after Liu Mingzhi returned from Dangyang Academy. This time he went to Dangyang Academy to hear about Renzheng and told Liu Mingzhi some things that needed attention in the exam and asked him not to be nervous. The knowledge he had was enough to cope with the first test.
He took the Tijing examination in the field and got good results.
As for poetry, Wen Renzheng is not worried. Several poems copied by Mr. Liu have already reached Wen Renzheng's ears. He believes that although Mr. Liu is usually in tune, he still doesn't care about something as important as Qiu Wei.
Dare to be careless.
There is no need to worry about policy. If asked what is the most powerful thing about Young Master Liu, Wen Renzheng will definitely say that it is not his terrible memory, but his unconstrained thinking. Although I don’t know how Young Master Liu will do in the exam, but
Wen Renzheng joked easily, this kid must be on the list.
This trip to the mountain not only gave Liu Mingzhi a general introduction to things that need to be paid attention to in the exam, but the more important thing was to test whether Liu Dashao had relaxed at home these days to study. As expected, the Four Books and Five Classics allowed Wen Renzheng to ask questions, and Liu Dashao
Most of them answered questions fluently.
Wen Renzheng stroked his beard and smiled softly and said to Young Master Liu, "You can get out."
Once again, Wen Renyun jumped with joy and his beauty turned pale. After that, Liu Mingzhi carried his luggage and went down the mountain.
"Son, sit down quickly. They are all your favorite dishes. Tell mom what you want to eat. Mom will tell the kitchen to prepare it for you. If you are tired from studying, mom will make you ginseng soup. A hundred-year-old mountain ginseng and a thousand-year-old mountain ginseng. Drink it.
It's up to you." Mrs. Liu picked up vegetables for her son, knowing how cold it was and how hot it was.
Liu Mingzhi almost spit out his mouthful of food. Since August, because Young Master Liu has to participate in the Qiu Wei Festival, his status in the family has skyrocketed. He eats when he is hungry, drinks when he is thirsty, and drinks when he is tired.
The most outrageous thing about the massage was that she slept in a separate room with Qi Yun. The reason was that she was afraid that he would be distracted and could not sleep in the same room for the time being.
It can be said that Mr. Liu has lived a life of being a master. Even the old man no longer gets angry at himself for doing nothing. He never beats his children when he is idle. He glances sadly at the man who is holding a bowl and chewing slowly.
The old man Liu Dashao rolled his eyes after swallowing. No need to guess, this hundred-year-old ginseng soup is probably the old man's attention.
"Mom, my child is in good health. You don't need to drink any ginseng soup, just a daily meal is enough." He and Qi Yun have already slept in separate rooms. If you really drink the century-old ginseng soup, it will really kill you, not make up for it.
Just suffocate to death.
Mrs. Liu said dissatisfied: "How can that be done? Reading is the most draining of the mind and ginseng soup to replenish qi and blood. It's a good thing, but if it doesn't work, I have to go to the kitchen to give instructions before I can feel at ease."
"mother"
Mrs. Liu seemed to be possessed, unable to listen to anything, and walked out of the main hall in a hurry, not caring about the glares of the people at the dinner table.
Song Lei leaned closer to Song Yun: "Second brother, my aunt is so scary. Isn't ginseng soup medicine? Why should third brother take medicine when he is in good health?"
Song Yun glanced at the crying Liu Mingzhi with pity and said to his younger sister Song Lei: "The third brother disobeyed and made my aunt angry. We must be obedient, otherwise we will have to take medicine."
Song Lei shrank her neck and quickly picked up the food in the bowl.
Brother and sister Liu Mingzhi and Liu Xuan had long known about my mother's fear. When they asked me to cook ginseng soup for their eldest brother, they seemed to have changed. They were afraid that they would also drink the medicine, so they had to lie down and eat obediently at night.
An Xin and An Gou'er were allowed to sit at the Liu family's dinner table. An Gou'er has long lost the sallow appearance he had before. With the Liu family's delicious food and drinks, An Gou'er has grown a lot stronger. An An Gou'er is also becoming more and more plump.
Becoming more and more generous.
The two of them were still a little reserved and couldn't let go every time they ate. Liu Mingzhi had no choice but to let time slowly wear away their inferiority complex.
Every time Qi Yun took a bite of rice, she would carefully put a few chopsticks into her husband's bowl, a typical example of a good wife and loving mother.
Mr. Liu gently moved the bench and leaned closer to the old man and whispered: "Old man, this is too much. Thousand-year-old mountain ginseng soup will kill you if you drink it."
Liu Zhi'an raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at Qi Yun subconsciously: "Qiu Wei is important, and holding a grandson is equally important. You and Yun'er have been married for almost three months, why doesn't Yun'er's stomach react at all? You don't
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Mr. Liu's brows were so furrowed that he wanted to throw his chopsticks and leave. He blamed me for his stomach's unresponsiveness. He still hasn't had a bridal chamber. He would really go crazy if he was pregnant, okay?
"I am in very good health. Old man, this is my son's private matter. You are too concerned about it."
"It's your mother's private affairs that are bullshit. The Liu family's incense is no small matter. If it's not your problem, it's Yun'er's problem. It seems like we have to find old man Sai to check Yun'er's pulse."
When Young Master Liu heard this, he really asked a doctor to check Qi Yun's pulse. Qi Yun knew the reason and had to commit suicide. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "My son is a little weak, it's not my wife's problem."
Liu Zhi'an glanced at his son with a confused expression and murmured in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you? Dad Qingtian San still has some private goods. If you don't have enough, go to him to get them. They are all men. Dad understands you.
"Sometimes I feel overwhelmed and have pain in my waist and limbs, which must be due to kidney overdraft."
Young Master Liu groaned, and the green vegetables came out of his nose. Young Master Liu hurriedly cleaned them up and looked at Liu Zhi'an with a green face: "Old man, old man, no wonder my mother called you an old and dishonest person. I thought
What mother said was a bit biased, and now it seems that it is even worse. We are the husband and wife, don't you feel a little embarrassed to talk to me about this?"
The corner of Liu Zhian's mouth twitched: "Son, it's all for the sake of the Liu family's incense."
Young Master Liu rolled his eyes and put the bowl on the table: "Now that we're full, we'll talk about this later. You can keep the Qingtian Powder for yourself and take your leave."
Young Master Liu turned around and walked out of the hall. He would collapse if he continued talking.
After Young Master Liu went out, Qi Yun stood up with an unusual expression on her face: "Dad, let's go see your husband."
As soon as he entered the room, Qi Yun hugged her husband from behind: "Husband, the most unfilial thing is to have no offspring, so let's take Yun'er."