My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

The first day of November was the day when Chang An went to the Imperial Academy to study. Before leaving, Gu Li specially wrapped some candies that had just been dried today and put them in Chang An's hands before he got on the carriage.

"Chang Lang, take these candies and give them to the students." Seeing that Chang An was a little confused, Gu Li explained, "There are so many at home anyway, I can't finish them all by myself."

"Okay, I'll listen to Mother Gu." Chang An put the candies into the book box and kissed her on the cheek as usual before getting in the car.

Arriving at the Imperial College, Chang An and his companion Gu Li sat down in their seats as usual, waiting for the teacher to come to class. At this time, Du Chengming and others also came, and Chang An called them.

"Brother Du, Brother Cui, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao."

After hearing Chang'an's call, the four of them put down their book boxes and came over.

"Brother Yonghe, what's the matter with you looking for us?" The four of them already knew that Chang An was accepted as a student by Song Jing, and since Chang An had a courtesy name, they naturally had to call him by his courtesy name.

Chang An looked at the door of the classroom again, and after confirming that the teacher had not arrived yet, he took out the candy that Gu Li had packed for him this morning from the bookcase and handed it to Du Chengming, who was in the lead. After Du Chengming opened it and looked at the things inside that were of different colors and different hardnesses, he asked with some confusion:

"Brother Yonghe, what is this?"

"The one with a darker color is called butter candy, the one with the hardest texture is the peach-flavored hard candy, and the softer one is gummy candy," Chang An explained.

"Hard candy and soft candy? What are these? How can there be such candies?" Cui Hujin asked.

"I made the candy myself. I originally wanted to keep it for my mother, but she asked me to bring some to you today. If you don't want it, I'll take it back."

As he said this, Chang An was about to reach out to take back the candies. But Du Chengming quickly put them away and said, "Since they are made by Brother Yonghe, we must try them."

Zhang Rusi picked up a piece of butter candy and squeezed it. "It feels smooth and tender, but not as sticky as ordinary candy."

"Alright, alright, no eating is allowed in the prison. Put it away quickly and eat after school." Zhao Guanzhong reminded.

Du Chengming was putting the candies into the book box. Just as he finished putting them away, Dr. Zhou, who was in charge of teaching, came in. Several people quickly sat down and the class started.

“Good fortune and bad fortune have no doors, but are summoned by people.” Dr. Zhou read out a sentence, and then let each student comprehend it on their own, and then began to explain.

This is a sentence from Zuo Zhuan, which roughly means that disasters and happiness are not predetermined, but are caused by people themselves. After the explanation, a student was asked to answer the question as usual. The question was still to come up with a sentence that was antithetical to it, and the parallelism was also required to be neat and similar in meaning.

But after calling on several people in a row, all of them gave unsatisfactory answers. In order to avoid a dull moment, Dr. Zhou had no choice but to call on Chang An to answer the question.

"Good fortune and bad luck have no doors, they are only summoned by people. Doing good brings good fortune, doing evil brings disaster." Chang An stood up and answered.

Dr. Zhou nodded with satisfaction and explained, "Good fortune and bad luck come from no source, but only from what people bring about. What matters is the disasters and happiness that people bring about themselves, and doing good brings good fortune, while doing evil brings disaster. It means that doing good deeds will bring happiness, while doing evil will bring disaster. The two principles are the same, the parallelism is neat, and it is also an answer. Sit down."

"Thank you, Doctor." Chang An bowed to Dr. Zhou and sat down.

"Doing good will bring blessings, while doing evil will bring disaster." Chang An had just sat down when he heard a laugh coming from the door. He knew who it was without turning around - Prime Minister Song Jing, his own teacher.

"Prime Minister Song." Dr. Zhou called.

"Nothing, nothing. I just had a sudden urge today and wanted to come to the Imperial College to attend a class. Dr. Zhou won't refuse, right?" Song Jing walked past many Imperial College students and came to the front of the podium.

"It's impossible."

Seeing that Dr. Zhou did not refuse, Song Jing went straight to the side, found a chair and sat down.

"Students, let's continue..."

Although Dr. Zhou was teaching normally, many students were glancing at Song Jing and Chang An. Since the Double Ninth Festival, all the students in the Imperial College knew that Song Jing accepted Chang An as a student. And Song Jing would definitely not come to the Imperial College for no reason. All the students could think of was that Song Jing came to see Chang An.

On the surface, Chang An was listening to the class seriously, but from the corner of his eyes he would glance in Song Jing's direction from time to time, and he could clearly feel that Song Jing's eyes were focused on him most of the time.

After the get out of class was over, Chang An packed up his bookcase and went outside the classroom with Huaiqin. He did not leave immediately, but stood by the door waiting.

Sure enough, after the students and Dr. Zhou had left, Song Jing was the last one to come out, with his right hand behind his back and his left hand twirling his beard.

Seeing Song Jing coming out, Chang An bowed and said, "Sir."

Song Jing nodded, raised his hand and gently pressed down his saluting hand, and said, "Yonghe, are you planning to participate in the Spring Examination next year?"

Next year's spring examination will be the provincial examination in the imperial examination, and after the provincial examination will be the palace examination.

"Sir, why do you suddenly ask Yonghe this question?" Chang An asked with some confusion.

"If you participate, I will submit a memorial to reserve a place for you in the Spring Examination, so that you can also take the exam directly." Song Jing said, "I passed the examination at a young age, and you are so talented, so I want to see if you can surpass me and set a precedent for passing the examination before you even reach the age of 20."

"Sir, you don't have to do this." Chang An said, "Yonghe's courses have not been completed yet. If I rashly join, I will disappoint you."

"With your talent, you will naturally be able to pass the exam in one go. Why are you so obsessed with completing all the courses?" Song Jing was a little puzzled.

"If I rely on the teacher's recommendation, people all over the world will say that I am a person who relied on a noble person to get into the university, not on my own talent. When the news gets out, it will inevitably lead to gossip." Chang An said, "So I think it is not feasible."

"Forget it, since that's the case, then I'll do as you say." After hearing this, Song Jing stopped forcing it.

"Sir, there is no need to sigh like that." Chang An saw that Song Jing looked a little regretful, so he said, "I have a friend named Wang Wei, whose talent is not inferior to mine. Sir, you can introduce him to me."

"Wang Wei?" Song Jing frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Are you talking about Wang Wei or Wang Mojie?"

"Exactly."

"I know him. When I went to the East Market before, I happened to see his poems in a cloth shop. They were quite good." Song Jing said.

"Then you can try to introduce me to him," Chang An said. "Brother Mo Jie is not only extremely talented, but also proficient in music theory, calligraphy and painting. He will definitely be able to live up to your expectations."

"You think so highly of him?"

"Wang Mojie is just of humble origins, but I believe his talent is unquestionable." Chang An bowed to Song Jing again, "So I dare to ask you to introduce Wang Mojie to me."

Song Jing stroked his beard, thought for a while, nodded and said, "In that case, I believe in your vision."

"Thank you sir."

"When the time comes, you can ask Wang Mojie to bring his travel documents to my house." Song Jing said, "I can accept his travel documents, but the rest depends on his own luck."

"Yes."

At this moment, Song Jing suddenly seemed to remember something, and took out his right hand which had been behind his back, holding a book in both hands.

"After saying so much, I almost forgot about this matter." Song Jing handed the book in his hand to Chang An.

Chang An took the book and asked, "What is this?"

"These are the classics and policy papers I wrote in the past. I am sorting them out for you now." Song Jing said, "Although you don't plan to participate in the spring examination next year, you can still read the articles in this book and use them when the time comes."

The original texts of Song Jing's classics and policy papers! These are equivalent to the answers to the real questions in previous exams.

Chang An was flattered and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, sir. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

"I am very optimistic about you as a student, but please don't let me down." Song Jing said, "I will leave first."

"Goodbye, sir." Chang An bowed again.

After seeing Song Jing off, Chang An and Huaiqin left the Imperial College together and went home in a carriage.

When he returned to the door, Gu Li had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing Chang An getting off the carriage with a book box on his back, he hurried forward, took his hand, and sniffed him.

"What's wrong? You look so good when you see me coming back." Chang An saw Gu Li sniffing him like a kitten, feeling a little amused, and then he understood and said, "What's wrong? Seeing that I came back so late, are you afraid that I will go to Pingkangfang?"

When Gu Li found out that his thoughts were exposed, he nodded embarrassedly.

"What are you thinking about? Gu Niang is much prettier than those girls in Pingkangfang. It would be better for you to go home than to Pingkangfang." Chang An teased her.

"Then... why did Chang Lang come back so late today? The food is ready." Gu Li said somewhat unhappily.

"It was the teacher who came to see me and talked to him, which delayed me for some time." Chang An said, raising his hand and shaking the book in his hand in front of her eyes, "This is the article that the teacher once wrote, and he gave it to me for reference."

"Is it Prime Minister Song?"

"Yeah." Chang An nodded and took her into the house.

After lunch, Chang An sat in the pavilion. When he was supervising Gu Li to drink the medicine, a servant came over and said to Chang An, "Sir, there is someone outside who wants to see you."

"Who?"

"The man said his name was Wang Wei."

Chang An raised his eyebrows and said quickly, "Bring him in quickly."

"Yes." The servant replied and turned to leave.

When the servant brought Wang Wei in, Gu Li had just finished drinking the medicine.

"Brother Yonghe." Wang Wei greeted.

"Brother Mo Jie." Chang An responded and asked, "I was just looking for you. Why are you here? Come and sit down!"

Wang Wei sat down opposite Chang'an and asked, "I wonder if Brother Yonghe is planning to participate in the imperial examination next year?"

Chang Anle was very happy. Why did so many people ask him whether he would take the provincial examination today? He shook his head and replied, "I haven't finished my studies yet, so I don't plan to take the examination next year."

"Brother Mojie asked this, but are you planning to participate?" According to his memories before the time travel, Chang An remembered that Wang Wei would take part in the Spring Examination next year, that is, in 720, but he failed.

"To be honest with you, Brother Yonghe, I do plan to take part in the imperial examination next year. I wanted to ask you about your intentions so that we can discuss it and participate together." Wang Wei said.

"It's okay to discuss, but I plan to attend next year." Chang An said, "I wonder what Brother Mojie wants to discuss with me?"

"It's nothing more than some classics and articles. I'm not as good as Brother Yonghe in this aspect." Wang Wei said.

"The Confucian classics are nothing more than the understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics, and the solution to the problems therein." Chang An said, "If I remember correctly, the Confucian classics should come from the Four Books and Five Classics. At that time, Brother Mo Jie can find a well-balanced Confucian classics sentence according to the topic, and then use it as an argument and answer, but it also needs to be logically rigorous and self-consistent."

"The most important thing is to think about why the question setter asked such a sentence. As long as you understand the meaning of the question and don't answer it in a biased way, I think you should be almost right." What Chang An said is basically the practice in modern college entrance examinations, and you need to figure out the intentions of the question setter.

"But all of this needs to be based on a thorough reading of the Four Books and Five Classics, whether it is finding contrasting sentences or the subsequent narration."

After hearing this, Wang Wei seemed to be thinking about something, and then he raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Brother Yonghe, for your advice."

"It's not really advice, just some small suggestions." Chang An waved his hand and said, "Oh, and remember to visit my husband in Anxingfang in the next two days."

"Visit Prime Minister Song? Why?" Wang Wei asked somewhat puzzled.

"I have recommended you to the gentleman. Brother Mojie, please take your manuscript to him and let him take a look at it, so that he can help you." Chang An said.

"Why introduce me? Brother Yonghe, you don't have to do this." Wang Wei said.

"But I still did it, because I think Brother Mojie's talent is not inferior to mine. You also want to enter the official career, but in this era, without anyone to recommend you, it is extremely difficult to pass the imperial examination based on talent alone." Chang An said seriously, "Please don't refuse Brother Mojie. I did this only because you are my friend Chang Yonghe, and I have no other intentions."

"This... friend..." Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, then he smiled as if he had figured it out, stood up, bowed solemnly to Chang An, and said: "In this case, thank you, Brother Yonghe. I will never forget your kindness."