Wu Zheng and the others returned to their rooms and rested. The written test was scheduled for the next day. Finally, the person who set the question was merciful and did not let these candidates answer on the spot on the top of the mountain.
After yesterday's martial arts test, Wu Zheng had a vague feeling that tomorrow's written test would not be too friendly. At the very least, it might be different from what they imagined.
Wu Zheng probably still remembers that he could still write articles when he was a child. However, as for the so-called literary talent, of course it has nothing to do with him. In Wu Zheng's opinion, those things are not worth it.
General Hu had been advising Wu Zheng on how to dance and write since he was a child, but he was also a martial artist, so he didn't know how to learn. He didn't just rely on his ability to write a few words, so he became a teacher casually.
Wu Zheng has never seen a so-called teacher. General Hu held his hand and taught him how to write broken words slowly. This was enough for him to brag about in the military camp for ten and a half years. And he still remembered,
Many times when I went to nearby towns, people asked who taught me my handwriting. At that time, Wu Zheng was so proud that he thought others were envious of his good calligraphy. So he rushed to tell them that his handwriting was
Taught by General Hu.
When Wu Zheng thought about it now, he felt that there was something wrong with those people's smiles at that time. It was not envy or praise, but filled with ridicule and embarrassment. It turned out that they were laughing at him at that time!
Therefore, Wu Zheng's handwriting has always been like this. He thinks he is very beautiful, but in fact it is very eye-catching. This is a problem left over from history, and it is useless to talk about it too much.
But in general, Wu Zheng can still write the most basic running accounts. This is also due to his habit of memorizing recipes. Every time he learns a dish, he has to record it. As time goes by, the articles he writes become more frequent.
Full of vegetable flavor.
As for Luochen, Xiaohua just remembered it. It seems that this guy can only write his own name and the word "Luochen". This makes Xiaohua very anxious. Attacking him before the exam is probably of little use. From this point of view,
, Wu Zheng is even slightly better than him.
Xiaohua sighed and looked at Luochen who was in a daze. There was no trace of worry on his face at this moment. Xiaohua couldn't help but feel speechless. I'm trying to think of a solution for you. Aren't you worried at all?
Just when Xiaohua was frowning, there was a sudden shouting outside the door. The voice was a bit old, and it was far away, and it sounded a little unclear. However, Xiaohua immediately recognized that it was the voice of the liar. Xiaohua
I sneered in my heart, thinking that the old guy was here to trick me again.
Wu Zheng also heard the sound, and curiously moved to the window to hear the sound clearly, but the sound suddenly stopped at this moment. Without the sound, Wu Zheng naturally had no idea what Wong Tai Sin was doing.
But the next moment, Wu Zheng thought of Luochen. This guy's ears were surprisingly useful. So Wu Zheng said, "What did the old man shout?"
"How do I know?" Xiaohua spread her hands, thinking she was asking herself.
However, when he saw Wu Zheng looking at Luochen affectionately, he understood. It turned out that he was not asking himself, it was so embarrassing. Ever since Wu Zheng came back from hooking up with the stumbling young man, Xiaohua always felt,
Wu Zheng's eyes changed when he looked at men. It was not like before.
It's stiff, but it's a bit affectionate. Yes, this word is very appropriate.
Luochen kept a straight face all the time. Just when Wu Zheng thought that Luochen would not respond to him, Luochen's mouth, which cherished words like gold, finally opened.
"He's selling answers." Luochen said five words simply and clearly, as if his words were asking for money. He wouldn't even say one more.
"What answers are you selling?" Wu Zheng became interested and continued to ask.
However, this time, Luochen ignored him and went to be in a daze again, minding his own business. Wu Zheng had to think this way at this moment, could being in a daze be more interesting than talking to himself?
This time, Xiaohua smiled and patted Wu Zheng on the shoulder. Obviously, he was also very interested in the so-called answer. "Let's go and take a look." Xiaohua asked Wu Zheng with a smile.
As a result, the two started to have a brainstorm. Although Wong Tai Sin's products were very deceptive, there were indeed some good things in the things he sold. For example, the pill that Wu Zheng took by mistake was wrong, it should be a medicinal soup.
Although the taste is not very good and even a little smelly, the result is good. At least, Wu Zheng made a breakthrough.
At this moment, Wong Tai Sin was sitting on a small bench. This small bench had been with him for I don’t know how many years, and it was wrapped around with rags. And on the top, Wong Tai Sin was particularly considerate of himself, deliberately
Two cushions were placed. He is a bad old man, is he still afraid of the cold?
When Xiaohua and Wu Zheng found Wong Tai Sin, they found that he had been surrounded by a group of people. No wonder this guy stopped shouting. It turned out that he was here for business, Wu Zheng thought in his mind. Wong Tai Sin is very shrewd and went out of his way to
He came around the candidates' houses to sell answers. Now he just yells, but he is surrounded and choked.
According to Wu Zheng's observation, the people buying answers around Wong Tai Sin are all guys wearing fancy clothes. They are probably all the children of officials. Like Wu Zheng, they are not very good at studies. And outside this encirclement, there are still
There were many scholars. They held books in their hands, almost one per person, and some held several books per person.
This group of scholars is not in a hurry to squeeze in. Firstly, they are weak and cannot squeeze in. Secondly, most of them don't bother to do it. These bookworms are not good at anything else, but they are very good at composition.
.And the most annoying thing is that they can also write well. Wu Zheng can't accept it, they just come here to join in the fun.
But when Wu Zheng got closer, it became clear what they were here for. They were here to criticize.
Just when this group of scholars were studying seriously, they suddenly heard shouts of people selling answers outside the window. At first, they didn't pay attention. After all, they all have their own little pride, and the answers may not be as good as the ones they wrote. But
, but this shouting attracted many people, who kept arguing outside. Then these scholars decided to come out and scold them.
The fighting ability of these scholars is terrifying, especially when they curse without using curse words and quote scriptures. Sometimes they use an allusion, and sometimes they quote a poem. These people form gangs and gather together. Sometimes when they curse something wonderful, they even
Someone stood up and said, "Ah, what you said is very good. It not only loses your grace, but also denounces this vulgar behavior."
And the person who spoke just now has to stand up and say something like this with a smile: "Brother, thank you for the award."
Only in this way can they be worthy of their reputation as scholars.
Wu Zheng listened quietly and didn't say a word. It wasn't that Wu Zheng was so quiet, it was just that he couldn't get a word in. These scholars were very particular. As soon as Wu Zheng came over,
They moved to another place and continued to curse with great emotion. Wu Zheng couldn't understand their curses. Perhaps, only when it reached a level that normal people couldn't understand, he could be called a great Confucian.
At this moment, Wong Tai Sin's face could be said to be full of smiles, with wrinkles piled up one after another. He felt that this was the first time in his life that business was so booming. This time, he asked for a very high price, reaching
He got one hundred taels of answers. But so what, since his business is booming, the price will naturally be high.
But even so, no one dares to stand up and say that the price is expensive. If anyone dares to say it, there is no need for Wong Tai Sin to do it himself. These officials and officials who want to buy the answer will take the lead. Just kidding, don’t buy it if you think it is expensive.
Wu Zheng came up to Xiaohua and asked quietly: "Do you have any money?"
Xiaohua rolled her eyes at Wu Zheng and pretended to say, "When did I have no money? I'm kidding."
Hearing this, Wu Zheng's brows suddenly wrinkled. It seemed that the last time Xiaohua talked to him like this, he didn't bring any money. So, Wu Zheng turned around and left, ignoring Xiaohua at all. What answer can I buy without money? Old Man Huang
It’s not like he doesn’t know your temper. Would someone give it to you for free? Besides, even if you are good-looking, people will definitely not care about you even if you are old.
Seeing Wu Zheng running away, Xiaohua shouted from behind: "Why are you going?"
Wu Zheng didn't look back and said, "Go find Luochen for beads." After that, he ran towards the room in a hurry.
At this time, Luochen, who was in a daze in the room, suddenly moved his ears. Then the next moment, this guy stood up and ran out without looking back. If he didn't leave, he would not be able to keep his night pearl. Fortunately, his ears
It's a good thing that I heard Wu Zheng's words in advance, otherwise... Luochen thought, touched the night pearl in his pocket, and said secretly in his heart: "Don't worry, I will protect you."
When Wu Zheng returned to the room, he miraculously discovered that Luochen had disappeared. According to common sense, this guy shouldn't be sitting on the ground in a daze. But it's normal to think about it. This guy also disappears often. Maybe he was lucky today.
No, I happened to be missing.
Luochen is not here, so should he go back to find Xiaohua? Of course not, how could Wu Zheng go back? But Wu Zheng is still thinking about the sage's book on the bookshelf. It just so happens that Xiaohua is not here today,
Go and observe it secretly for yourself.
Who said you have to be a sage to read the books of sages? People as wicked as Xiaohua have read them, so why can’t he read them? And maybe after reading them, he will become a sage. Wu Zheng felt very happy and ran to
Next to the bookshelf, I first looked around, and when I saw no one was there, I turned to the first page.
The next second, Wu Zheng suddenly felt two lines of hot liquid flowing down from his nostrils, and dripping onto the sage's book.