Bai Shanbao was a little nervous until he sat down. After all, it was his first time to take such an exam.
But after the paper was handed out and he read the questions, his heart gradually calmed down.
It's not that I feel confident, but I feel like the dust has settled.
Anyway, I've already sat down, I've seen the topic, and I can't go out to read the book anymore. It's useless to be nervous at this time.
Bai Shanbao calmed down and read all the questions carefully before pouring water to grind the ink, thinking while grinding.
After he finished grinding the ink, he already had his thoughts in mind, and then he started to write.
The teacher said that the paper must be neat and tidy. He took a look and found that although the questions were difficult, one day should be enough.
He planned to use all the questions in the morning and then check the transcripts after lunch and rest for a while.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang always punished them for copying. He copied very quickly and with high accuracy. Otherwise, he would not have dared to write a draft for so many questions. He probably would have to write slower and then try to pass it again.
If there are typos, they will be corrected in the volume.
Bai Shanbao was fighting hard inside, but the four people outside were listening to various people bragging about how powerful their young master/child was.
I have no choice, it's so boring outside, I can only listen to people talk and brag with them.
Man Bao listened for a while, asked a few more questions, and then regained her confidence. She quietly said to Da Ji: "Shan Bao is better than them."
Daji glanced at those houses and said nothing.
There are so many people taking the government exams, so it’s possible that I happened to ask about the worst ones.
Moreover, shouldn’t talented people keep a low profile?
Bragging about oneself in such a high-profile way is obviously not good enough.
For example, they only think that the young master is great in their hearts and will never brag like this outside.
Time passed little by little, the sun began to set, and the superintendent's bell rang. People who were a little sleepy suddenly became energetic and ran to the superintendent's door to wait.
Bai Erlang rushed to the front at a rapid speed, and Daji and others immediately caught up with him, staring at the door with sharp eyes.
The superintendent's door slowly opened under everyone's gaze, and the candidates standing inside immediately walked out.
Some have expressionless faces, some are crestfallen, and even more are smiling...
Bai Shanbao, on the other hand, ran towards them with a test basket and shouted: "Go home quickly, go home quickly, I want to clean my hands."
Everyone:......
Man Baodu asked in horror: "Is there no latrine in the superintendent's office?"
Bai Shanbao said at a loss for words: "I've been there once and I don't want to go. I'll go home quickly."
Daji then picked up the examination basket, and Zhou Lang drove the carriage over.
After he got into the carriage, Manbao asked, "How did you go in the exam?"
"It's not bad," Bai Shanbao thought for a while and said, "It's quite difficult, but I answered all the questions, and I wrote very well."
Bai Shanbao said with lingering fear: "Especially the last two questions, I asked each question on a large piece of paper. Because I had to write a lot, I didn't draft the two questions. Fortunately, I checked them again and basically corrected all the typos. Only
Just two."
Man Bao said: "Did you write too slowly earlier?"
"It's a bit difficult," Bai Shanbao sighed: "Originally, I thought I could finish writing those questions within an hour, and then I would have an hour left to write the two big questions. But it didn't work at all. Fortunately, I didn't take a break after lunch.
Just copy the first part first, otherwise I won’t have time to check the two big questions later.”
"What's the title?"
Before Bai Shanbao had time to 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 was also sitting in the study.
He picked up a pen and wrote down the titles of the two big questions on the paper.
Although it was Bai Shanbao's first time to take such an exam, it had been a while since the exam ended and he had already figured it out.
The focus of this exam is probably the two big questions at the end.
He said: "Sir, the next two questions, one comes from the word 'shengmin' in the Book of Songs, and the other asks about the resettlement of the displaced people."
Mr. Zhuang was surprised, "So difficult?"
Bai Shanbao also nodded, "Yes, it's very difficult. The first few questions were not easy either. As soon as the papers were distributed, people before and after me said that this was twice as difficult as the previous years' exams."
Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while and then asked: "Do you still remember your answer?"
"I can't say I remember everything, but I know roughly."
Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Then write it down and I will correct it."
Bai Shanbao:...That will take several hours, right?
Mr. Zhuang also remembered that he had just come out of the examination room and said: "Forget it, just briefly tell me how you answered, especially the last two questions. Did you answer them correctly?"
"This is natural," Bai Shanbao said confidently: "I am familiar with the Book of Songs. Although 'Shengmin' is difficult, I have memorized it and understood it. It seems to be written after
Ji's life, but it actually writes about the ancestors and all the people, not specifically about Hou Ji."
Mr. Zhuang nodded happily, "It seems that you listened to my lecture. Shengmin was talking about sacrifice."
Coincidentally, Bai Erlang had just finished studying "The Book of Songs", because "Living the People" is difficult and it belongs to the last few chapters of the "Book of Songs", so his memory is quite deep.
He was dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask Man Bao in a low voice, "Didn't Shengmin write about Hou Ji's life? Why does it sound like he's not writing about Hou Ji's life?"
Man Bao whispered: "The Zhou people wrote this article to honor their ancestors. Hou Ji was born in Jiang Yuan, and his civil and military achievements originated from Hou Ji, so he can match the sky, so it is written as a sacrifice."
Bai Erlang was stunned.
Seeing that Bai Shan understood the essence of this article, Mr. Zhuang stopped asking about the details and asked, "How did you answer the last question?"
Bai Shanbao paused and then said: "Sir, during the Qingming Festival, we saw a few beggars, and then we realized that Yizhou had not properly resettled the refugees, but Magistrate Yang did a good job in Luojiang County. Why didn't they
Where to study?”
Mr. Zhuang is no better than the two children. Although he has contacts with Yang Heshu, they don't talk to each other so directly.
Yang Heshu would not explain this initiative policy to him in detail.
But Mr. Zhuang has eyes to see and ears to hear. He knows how Yang Heshu resettled the refugees in Luojiang County.
He paused and asked, "Did you answer according to what County Magistrate Yang did?"
Bai Shanbao was confused and shook his head: "Not entirely, because even the students themselves don't know that Magistrate Yang's measures can be implemented in Yizhou or other places."
He looked at Man Bao and said: "Man Bao and I have discussed it in detail. We feel that each place is different from the other and cannot be generalized. However, there are always things in common about the refugees, so there should be a fixed
The standard or method must be the right one. Otherwise, like now, one county is doing its best to provide resettlement, while another county is ignoring it, which would be too unfair to the people."