Chapter 68: Provincial Examination

After eating another meal for most of the afternoon, Zhao Wangshu held on, covered his mouth with a fan, and burped.

Zhao Yin frowned, "The food in the mansion is not to your taste?"

"Big pot rice and small pot food are delicious." Zhao Wangshu sighed.

Mrs. Zhao is old, and the food she eats is not to the taste of the girls.

When the girls ate alone, the kitchen would often cook a large pot of food and distribute it to them to save trouble. Who knows that they are not serious masters of the mansion.

"No wonder you have lost so much weight, Yue'er, when my eldest brother reaches high school, he will be sent to work as an official. I will go to the mansion to pick you up." Zhao Yin said seriously.

Zhao Wangshu nodded vigorously, "I believe that the eldest brother will definitely be able to go to high school, but eldest brother should not be too stressed. I am fine in the mansion, and I can still come out every five days to have my teeth shaved."

"No matter what, don't wrong yourself." Zhao Yin warned.

"I know." Zhao Wangshu stood up, "It's late, I have to go back."

"Brother will see you off."

" There's no need to send it away. I know how to get back. You go back and take a look." Zhao Wangshu paused and asked, "Brother, where do you live now?" The yard." Zhao Yin smiled, "I'll take you to see it another day."

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu responded crisply.

Zhao Yin was not Yun Hao. He sent his sister to the west corner gate of the mansion so that the gatekeeper could see her.

It’s just that he didn’t come to the mansion many times, and the disciples didn’t recognize him. The next day, Mrs. Zhao asked Zhao Wangshu, “Who sent you back yesterday?”

"My eldest brother Zhao Yin."

"Is it Brother Yin?" Mrs. Zhao didn't believe it.

"When my eldest brother Qiu Wei comes, let him come and show it to the disciples. The old lady will know that I am not lying." Zhao Wangshu said calmly.

Mrs. Zhao’s expression froze and she made amends, “I am also concerned about you, because I am afraid that you are young and ignorant and will be deceived.”

“Old Mrs. Xie Good intentions." Zhao Wangshu bowed slightly.

"Since I have taken you to educate me, I will treat you as my own granddaughters. If you are good, my face will be bright."

"The old lady's thoughts, Wangshu knows, thank you old lady for thinking about us." Zhao Wangshu dealt with her in a conciliatory manner.

Old Mrs. Zhao stared at her for a long time, "I won't delay your study, go back to the courtyard."

Zhao Wangshu bowed and left, and returned to the courtyard. Before Mr. Mo came, Zhao Jiahua came over and asked, "What did the old lady leave you to say?"

"Ask me about my elder brother." Zhao Wangshu said.

"Is your eldest brother going to end this year?"

"Yes, is your father still taking the exam?"

Zhao Jiahua sneered, " He wants to find an official position, but he can't do it without taking the exam."

"I hope he can pass the exam this time."

"I take your good advice."

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "You're welcome."

At this time, Mr. Lu came in. After everyone sat quietly, he said: "Today we are talking about poetry and painting. Mr. Dongpo once said that taste Mo Jie's poems, there are paintings in the poems; looking at Mo Jie's paintings, there are poems in the paintings."

"Mr. Mo Jie's poems include 'White water outside the fields, green peaks emerging from the mountains.' This poem It is not about the south of the Yangtze River, but it is like the south of the Yangtze River. After the new rain, the surrounding fields are covered with thousands of greens; the fields are blue and green; the water in the distance is like silver."

" "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" by Mr. Lotte "In "When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as people, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue." Have you never forgotten it after reading it? This is how the teacher wrote the spring river scenery so beautifully, bright and picturesque."

After Mr. Lu’s long speech, he gave everyone a poem and asked everyone to write the meaning of the poem.

This poem is Du Zimei's "Quatrains": Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a line of egrets ascends to the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

“We don’t take part in the imperial examination, so what’s the use of writing this?” Zhao Yuxiu pouted.

Zhao Shuhui sighed and said: "The teacher asked me to write it. How dare you not write it, and you want to get punished again?"

"Okay, okay, write, write, write. "Zhao Yuxiu was so annoyed that she really scratched her head.

Zhao Wangshu vaguely remembered seeing a review of this poem in a book called "Poetry Appreciation". After thinking about it for a long time, he was still embarrassed to plagiarize it.

"Orange fragrance, inkstone." Zhao Wangshu sat on a chair and thought for a while before starting to write.

This is a poem that describes the beauty of spring. The cheerful chirping of orioles and the soaring egrets all express the vitality and vitality of spring. They use movement to contrast stillness, describing the tranquility and beauty of spring.

The last two sentences depict a magnificent spring landscape painting

The poem has appropriate movement and stillness, bright colors and profound artistic conception

Once it is written, Give it to Mr. Lu the next day and that's it.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Zhao Cui came to pick her up. The reason she told Mrs. Zhao was: "Her father and brother will both attend school tomorrow, and the whole family will go to take the exam together. "

The reason cannot be refused, and Mrs. Zhao cannot force someone to stay, so she will simply be a good person and do it to the end. "Jiahua, your father is going to die too. You should go home first and take the exam tomorrow. Well, come back after the provincial examination is over. ”

Although Zhao Jiahua felt that her father might not pass the exam, it was good to be able to go home. He thanked Mrs. Zhao and returned home with Liu Shuqing.

Zhao Wangshu The yard my family bought in Guizhi Lane is a small and exquisite yard. There are several green bamboos planted in the patio and osmanthus trees planted in the corners.

The fragrant osmanthus flowers fill the yard in August. Fresh fragrance.

It’s a bit crowded for a family of five and their servants. Fortunately, this is only a temporary residence.

“Dad, mother, eldest brother, I’m back. ! "Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

" Lost weight, lost weight. "This is Zhao Li.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. "This is Zhao Cheng.

" Zhao Yin, who was flipping through a book, said, "The old lady of the mansion is willing to let you back?" "

"Grandma went to pick me up, would she dare not let me go? "Zhao Wangshu said proudly.

"That's right. "Zhao Yin smiled and reached out to rub her head.

The family had a simple dinner, and Mrs. Zhao Li checked the cage again before going to bed with peace of mind.
< br />After sleeping for two hours, the family got up and rushed to Gongyuan.

The street in front of Gongyuan was brightly lit, and many candidates and family members who were taking the exam had gathered outside the door. It is the Feng Jijun who maintains order.

Both the Zhao family father and son took a deep breath and looked up at the towering Gongyuan gate. Zhao Cheng patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. "

"Dad, I'm not nervous. Zhao Yin pursed his lower lip and said, "Dad, don't be nervous." "

"I'm not nervous. I've passed the exam twice. There's nothing to be nervous about. "Zhao Cheng said forcefully.

"If you're not nervous, why are you trembling? " Mrs. Zhao Cui slapped him hard on the back.

Zhao Cheng smiled awkwardly and did not answer his mother's words.

At this time, the gate of Gongyuan slowly opened. The candidates began to line up to enter.

The Zhao family father and son followed the flow of people. The rules of the provincial examination were strict. After many inspections, the father and son stepped through the gantry, carried lanterns, and found their numbers. room.

It is already August, and the weather is not very hot.

After checking the surrounding environment, Zhao Cheng was thankful, “Finally, it’s not a bad sign this time. . ”

Last time, he sat next to the smelly number. The smell was so bad, and he also encountered two candidates who had diarrhea, so it was inevitable that he would fail.