Farmer’s Blessed Girl

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 papers were handed out and he read the questions, his heart gradually settled down.

It's not that the chest is full, but there is a feeling that the dust has settled.

Anyway, I have already sat down, I have seen the topic, and I can no longer go out to read the book, so it is useless to be nervous at this time.

Bai Shanbao calmed down and read all the questions carefully first, then poured water and rubbed ink, thinking while grinding.

After he finished grinding the ink, he also had a thought, and then he started to write.

Mr. said that the rolls must be neat and tidy. He looked at it and found that although the topic is difficult, one day should be enough.

He planned to use all the questions in the morning, and after lunch at noon, he would check the transcription after a short rest.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang always punished them to copy the books. He copied very fast and with high accuracy. Otherwise, with so many questions, he really didn’t dare to make a draft.

If there is a typo, it is also corrected in the volume.

Bai Shanbao was fighting inside, but the four people outside were listening to various people bragging about how powerful their young master/child is.

There's no way, it's so boring outside, and I can only listen to people talking and bragging with people.

Man Bao listened for a while, asked a few more questions, and regained her confidence, she quietly said to Daji: "Shanbao is better than them."

Daji glanced at those houses, but did not speak in silence.

With so many people taking the prefectural school exam, it is possible that they happened to ask the worst ones.

Moreover, shouldn't talented people keep a low profile?

Such a high-profile bragging about oneself is obviously not very good.

For example, they only think that the young master is powerful in their hearts, and they never brag like this outside.

Time passed little by little, the sun began to set, and the supervisor's bell rang. The people who were drowsy suddenly woke up and ran to the gate of the supervisor to wait.

Bai Erlang rushed to the front at a swift speed, and Daji and the others immediately caught up, staring at the gate with piercing eyes.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the supervisor's door opened slowly, and the candidates standing inside immediately went out.

Some are expressionless, some are downcast, and some are smiling...

But Bai Shanbao ran towards them with the test basket and shouted: "Go home, go home, I want to clean my hands."

Everyone: ...

Man Baodu asked in horror: "Is there no latrine in the supervisor?"

Bai Shanbao said without a word: "I've been there once and I don't want to go, so hurry home."

Daji carried the test basket, and Zhou Zhoulang drove the carriage over.

After getting into the carriage, Man Bao asked, "How was the exam?"

"It's okay." Bai Shanbao thought for a while and said, "It's quite difficult, but I have answered all the questions, and the writing is very full."

Bai Shanbao said with lingering fear: "Especially the last two questions, I asked a big paper for one, because I had to write a lot, so I didn't draft the two questions. Just two."

Man Bao said: "You wrote too slowly, didn't you?"

"It's a bit difficult," Bai Shanbao sighed, "At first I thought I could finish writing those questions in one hour, and then write the two big questions in the remaining hour, but it didn't work at all. Fortunately, I didn't rest after lunch. Just copy the previous ones first, otherwise I don’t think I will have time to check the two big questions later.”

"What's the topic?"

Bai Shanbao didn't have time to answer, they returned home, he jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the house, and said loudly: "I'll tell you later."

When Bai Shanbao washed his hands and returned to the study, Mr. Zhuang also sat in the study.

He picked up a pen and wrote down the titles of the two big questions on the paper.

Although it was the first time for Bai Shanbao 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 still to look at the two big questions at the back.

He said: "Sir, the following two topics, one is from the "Shengmin" in the "Book of Songs", and the other is about the resettlement of refugees."

Mr. Zhuang was surprised, "So difficult?"

Bai Shanbao also nodded, "Yes, it's really difficult. The first few questions are not easy. After the papers are issued, I have been told before and after that this is twice as difficult as the previous school exams."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhuang asked, "Do you still remember your answer?"

"I dare not say that I remember everything, but I generally know it."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Then you write it down, and I'll change it."

Bai Shanbao: ...It will take several hours, right?

Mr. Zhuang also remembered that he had just come out of the examination room, and said, "Forget it, tell me briefly how you answered it, especially the last two questions. Did you answer it?"

"This is natural," Bai Shanbao said confidently, "I am familiar with the "Book of Songs". Although the 'Shengmin' is difficult, I have memorized it and understood it. Ji’s life, but it’s actually about the ancestors and all the people, not just Houji.”

Mr. Zhuang nodded in relief, "It seems that you have listened to my lecture. Shengmin is talking about sacrifice."

Coincidentally, Bai Erlang had just finished studying the "Book of Songs", because "Shengmin" was difficult and belonged to the last few chapters of the "Book of Songs", so he had a deep memory.

He was stunned, and couldn't help asking Man Bao in a low voice, "Isn't Shengmin writing about Houji's life? Why doesn't it sound like I'm writing about Houji's life?"

Man Bao whispered: "The people of Zhou wrote this article to respect their ancestors. Hou Ji was born in Jiang Yuan, and his civil and military achievements originated in Hou Ji, so he can use it to match the sky, so this article is about sacrifice."

Bai Erlang was dumbfounded.

Seeing that Bai Shan understood the essence of the essay, Mr. Zhuang stopped asking about the details, but asked, "Then how did you answer the last question?"

Bai Shanbao paused and said: "Sir, we saw a few beggars during the Qingming Festival, and only then did we know that Yizhou has not properly resettled the refugees, but County Magistrate Yang did a good job in Luojiang County. Why didn't they study?"

Mr. Zhuang is no more than two children. Although he and Yang Heshu also have contacts, they don't speak so directly to each other.

Yang Heshu would not explain this kind of initiative policy to him in detail.

But Mr. Zhuang has eyes to see and ears to hear. He knows how Yang Heshu resettled refugees in Luojiang County.

He paused and asked, "You answered according to what Magistrate Yang did?"

Bai Shanbao was very confused, shook his head and said: "Not entirely, because even the students themselves don't know that the measures of County Magistrate Yang can be implemented in Yizhou or other places."

He looked at Man Bao, and said: "I have discussed it with Man Bao in detail, and I feel that one place is different from another place, and we can't generalize it, but the refugees have something in common, so there should be a fixed point. Otherwise, as it is now, one county puts all its efforts into resettlement, while the other ignores it, which is too unfair to the common people."

Good night