Chapter 2311: Peaceful Examination Finally Starts

"Thank you, Grandpa Bi. Oh, Zaifu Bi, we are not nervous, just ask."

The little Qingdai girl responded with a smile, "Why should we be nervous?"

It's not the first time we've met. I went to your house two days ago to check on your wife.

Li Guizang is even more indifferent. When you wanted to be my apprentice, I didn't like it.

If you have the ability, you can ask me later, ‘If three of us are together, I must be my teacher. ’

Zhuo Zhuo also smiled and nodded: "I'm not afraid!"

Li Yi's voice came up again: "The rules for children's examinations are to be able to write the first classic, the classic of filial piety, and the tenth volume of the Analects of Confucius. Those who can write by themselves will be assigned to officials, and those who are familiar with the seventh will be assigned to their origins. Do you know?"

"I know!" the three children answered together.

"The exam begins!" Li Yi announced.

Song Jing took a deep breath: "What are you waiting for?"

"Five Classics." The three children answered together again.

Su Ting took over: "Choose one book, oh! The examiner will choose it for you, just choose... The Book of Songs?"

He clenched his hands hard under the table, feeling very dazed, but he couldn't let the children choose randomly. If they chose Zhou Yi, they would be in trouble!

After saying that, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the others, who nodded, "Okay, Lao Su, you have made a great contribution!" I'll treat you to dinner later.

Zhang Jiuling knew it was his turn, so he smiled and said: "That's it, I will write the questions for the Analects of Confucius and the Classic of Filial Piety, and you will write the first few words."

He was going to fool him. He wrote ten items each in the Analects of Confucius and the Classic of Filial Piety. He casually mentioned the first twenty items. After he finished writing, he asked about the same ten items in the Book of Songs. He passed the test.

Don’t worry, we will never say another word.

"Thank you Zhang Zaifu." The three children continued to understand each other tacitly.

Someone gave them desk desks and the Four Treasures of the Study, and the three children polished their ink and brushes by themselves.

"The Master said: Learn and practice from time to time." Zhang Jiuling waited for the ink and pen to be processed, and then said the first one.

It’s the simplest thing to learn.

The students watching the big screen laughed, it turned out to be like this!

"After all, they are disciples of Dongzhu Li. Dongzhu Li is kind to the country and the people, so I think it is okay to arrange official positions for three disciples who are actually useless."

"I just heard them talk about treating the Five Classics, and I was shocked."

"It is said that the three children are very smart, especially Qing Dai, who can treat people."

"With Dongzhu Li's guidance, he will be fine in the future, although he needs to be taken care of now."

"Both girls are good at small regular script, but Gui Zang's is a little less polished, and Qingdai's...why is the brushstroke so strong and soft?"

The students watched the three children writing and made a sound.

Someone discovered that something was wrong. The small regular script of Qingdai showed two extremes of hardness and softness. No, it was not two poles, but a change between the two poles.

The old man carrying a medicine box next to him said: "You are so good at acupuncture, Feng Qingdai? Hongnong Feng's little baby? Is the old guy still alive? Hahaha!"

"What kind of needle?" The student next to him turned his head and did not dare to scold him. The old man was carrying a medicine box.

"The acupuncture needles are used to move the pen as well as the needles. The other two children are also learning."

The old man explained, "You still don't understand by looking at me?"

"They are disciples of Dongzhu Li, the world's most amazing doctor. I see, no wonder I can't see the style of the words." The student understood.

He knows acupuncture, and occasionally he can press a few simple acupuncture points. The imperial examination has medical content.

"Yes, I got two books. I'll look for them." The old man nodded.

"If you want to read a book, it's available at the drug store and medical center in Luoyang Palace. It's free and you can read as much as you want." Another student reminded.

"Oh! Okay! Thank you very much! I still want to see Li Yi." The old man thanked and insisted.

"My father-in-law, what do you think of the children's examination?" a student asked with a smile.

The old man also smiled: "Look with your eyes."

"Are you kidding me?" Another student said.

"The doll is just a child, so why not play with it?" the old man asked.

At this time, the three children had finished writing, and Li Guizang's work was quite neat, but it lacked charm.

According to the procedure, Bi came up with the second question of the Analects of Confucius: "Youzi said: It is rare for a man to be filial to his younger brothers but prone to offending his superiors!"

The next three children should be written about those who are not good at offending but are good at making trouble. They are not found... This is the foundation of benevolence! Even if you pass.

The students continued to smile. It would be great if the scripture questions were posted like this during the imperial examination.

But at this moment, Li Guizang suddenly asked: "Why do you say Youzi? There are many words for You!"

Bi Gou sat up straight in an instant: "Write it first, and I will tell you after the exam. Let's talk while eating Shabu Shabu."

"Is it chicken and bone soup base?" Li Guizang asked.

"Yes! I have prepared your favorite mushrooms for you." Bi Gou nodded with a smile and wrote quickly.

"Okay!" Li Guizang lowered his head and wrote.

As a result, some people quit, and a doctor from Zhaowen Hall angrily said: "Youzi said that he is not Confucius, but a disciple of Confucius. Gu Jiayi has a character, and he is uneducated and has no skills. This son is not Confucius, but his disciple Youruo." "

Well, a group of people turned to look at him, and Bi Gou stood up suddenly, eyes wide open, glaring angrily!

Song Jing and others stood up, and Song Jing even grabbed the tea cup in his hand.

Su Ting stamped his foot vigorously and turned to look at Li Guicang: "Guizang, write quickly, and eat skewers when you're done."

"Oh." The people watching the screen laughed. Look, the prime ministers and assistants are giving Li Dongzhu face, and they are not allowed to ask anyone?

"Hmm!" Li Guizang looked up and wrote.

But the indigo lady next to her stopped drying, and put the pen on the pen holder: "Please tell me, how can I be a son?"

The doctor doesn't care about other people's eyes: "If there is a surname and a given name, if there is a given name, then it is called a given name."

"All those with the character Zi in their names are like this?" Zhuozhuo stood up.

"Of course there are. There is Ruo whose name is Ziyou, and there is Zeng Shen whose name is Ziyu. Don't you even know Zengzi?" The doctor was even more angry.

Li Guizang looked around and couldn't sit still anymore: "White Snow Liangshan Song, Cold Wind Yishui Song. Zengzi wrote it in the snow thinking of his parents. Then do you know that Zixia met Zengzi. Zengzi said: What is fat? Where did it come from?"

"Ah! Zixia." The doctor was slightly stunned and thought.

"What you said just now, all the disciples of Confucius whose names contain the character Zi are called Zi. Zixia's surname is Bu, his name is Shang, and his name is Zixia, why not call him Zi? Where did you say that just now come from? White Snow Liangshan Song, Cold Wind Yishui Song, who said it?"

Qingdai continued to ask, telling the other party to answer the key question first.

The doctor frowned: "I remember it seems to be Han Feizi?"

"Which one?" Zhuozhuo asked.

Another doctor stood up: "Yu Lao Pian. Those two sentences are what Luo Binwang said."

Li Guizang: "So when Zixia saw Zengzi, one was thin and the other was fat. Zengzi asked why, and he said: "I saw the pleasure of wealth and honor and wanted it... Where did it come from?"

"From Huainanzi, Spiritual Training." The Imperial College Secretary had to help his own people.

"Just now, Zengzi wrote Liangshan Qu, and there is Liangshan Cao, which was written by Zengzi. Where did this sentence come from?" Qingdai asked.

The Imperial College Secretary was stunned, what the hell?

"Alas!" Li Longji sighed: "Liangshan Cao by Cai Yong Qin Cao, you three give me face and sit down and write."

"I know, Your Majesty, in fact, I also want to ask that those who are not good at rebelling but like to make trouble have never existed, what should Huo Guang say?" Qingdai sat down.

"How did Wang Mang interpret it?" Guizang sat down.

"Han Feizi also has Zeng Shen cooking pigs. He is not called "son" to distinguish him from the previous two sons." The little girl Zhuozhuo muttered.