The daily routine of the ancient imperial examination

Holding the tray, Nan Xing stared blankly at the young master chasing him out, and then cast a self-seeking look at the young master in the distance.

Although my young master doesn't use it very much, it still hurts to see such a large piece of snail Dai being ruined.

Lu Xiuyuan, who was caught up to teach him a lesson, also realized his mistake, and hurriedly stood aside to pinch his waist and beat his legs for the young master, lying low to be a small boy.

"Achen, I lost my head just now, so I took it without thinking so much. Don't blame me, okay?"

"What are you doing with this?"

At that time, Luo Dai Shi Yunchen didn't use it very much, but now the other party is more curious about what he will use it for.

Lu Xiuyuan directly demonstrated it. He used thin bamboo strips to expose some of the ends of the scallops, tied them tightly with a rope, and then wrote on the nearby paper.

"It's more convenient to take notes while listening to the class."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Shi Yunchen frowned slightly, "Tomorrow, I will ask Nan Xing to make you two charcoal pencils, and next time, don't think about this Luo Zidai again."

what? !

"This is Luo Zidai?" Lu Xiuyuan looked at the simple "pencil" in his hand in surprise.

"Otherwise?" The young master squinted at him, "You don't know, do you?"

This, this is really a crime, he dared to use such a precious thing to make a pencil.

"Is there still time for me to put it back together for him?" He murmured, staring at the pen in his hand.

"Forget it, it's nothing, I don't usually use these, this time I brought them here for others to see."

Shi Yunchen waved his hand, expressing that he didn't care about it.

When the pen here was finished, he hurriedly wrote down all the knowledge points that he had sorted out before. Sure enough, he changed his pen posture, and his writing speed was fast and stable.

After sorting out his notes, Lu Xiuyuan brought the paper back to yesterday's academy to continue his lessons.

Master Wu came late today, and a student on his right might have been waiting impatiently, looking around to find someone to chat with, which made the other party discover Lu Xiuyuan, who had a strange face next to him, and out of curiosity, couldn't help but come over to strike up a conversation.

"Brother, you are a face-to-face student. You are not from our academy, are you?"

Lu Xiuyuan was just a student of the class, and now that he heard the questions from the students of their school, he naturally put on a very sincere attitude.

"No, Mr. Lu has admired Mr. Wu for a long time. Two days ago, by chance, he heard that Mr. Wu was going to give a lecture here, so he wanted to come and see it."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his hands on the table with some embarrassment, "Isn't it against the rules for me to come to attend the class like this?"

Hearing this, the man smiled heartily, "It's okay, you don't have to be too nervous, don't worry, Mr. Wu is very kind, he doesn't care about these things."

"So that's the case, then I can rest assured." Lu Xiuyuan pretended to be relieved.Judging from this person's reaction, they don't seem to care about these details, which is good news for him.

Maybe the waiting was really boring, the man stopped for a while and couldn't help but come over to talk to him, and asked him what he planned to eat when he went back at noon?

Hearing this familiar question made Lu Xiuyuan dream back to his school days, and his deskmate kept asking him in secret during class: What's for lunch?What's for lunch?What do you have for supper?

"It's noon after the class, so naturally we can eat whatever we do at home."

Hearing this answer, the other party curled his lips, "I've been eating for more than ten years, and I'm already tired of the food at home."

Lu Xiuyuan didn't reply to these words, but silently adjusted his "pencil" by the side, preparing for taking notes for a while.

Seeing that he ignored him, the man couldn't help poking his arm again, "Brother, why don't we go to Zuixianlou for a drink at noon later, so that we can attend the afternoon class when we come back after eating."

Lu Xiuyuan turned his head, looked at the yearning eyes of the other party, and politely refused: "I have to sort out the morning notes after I go home at noon, and I probably don't have time to go out for dinner."

"Notes, notes, notes." The other party sighed and lay down on the table, with a look of death, "Why do you have the same virtue as Shen Congzhi in Class A, and you know how to study all day long, and everything is boring?"

Hearing Shen Congzhi from Class A, his subordinates paused: "Shen Congzhi from Class A?"

"That's right, you've heard of this person too, right?" After the other party finished speaking, he moved a little closer to Lu Xiuyuan, "Don't think that he is often praised by his master for his fuss, and he usually has a gentle appearance, but Behind the scenes, his character is quite bad."

"He is under the tutelage of Mr. Wu, and there is a junior brother under him. I heard people say that Shen Congzhi often bullies and looks down on this junior brother, often makes things difficult for him, and then..."

Uh, after this short time together, Lu Xiuyuan has finally figured out what kind of personality his tablemate is like, he doesn't want to learn, he is the No. 1 gossip chatter.

However, things like rumors are not very reliable. Although he only attended the class for one day, Shen Congzhi's performance can tell that he is a modest gentleman.

It's just that he thought of the words of the big brother before, the other party actually said that Shen Congzhi, who wrote such an excellent article, was from Class C. It was obvious what he was thinking.

The gossip guy, seeing that Lu Xiuyuan was still indifferent after he finished telling the gossip, didn't intend to post it here to listen to his details, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Forget it, don't disturb your studies, I'd better talk to someone else."

Holding the pen, Lu Xiuyuan smiled apologetically at the other party.

The man glanced at him, curled his lips boredly and muttered: "You don't have to restrain yourself, Mr. Wu is very nice, if you have any questions that you don't understand, just ask."

He thanked the other party for his kindness, and then watched that person hook up with the person behind, where they chatted in full swing.

After a while, Master Wu came to the stage and continued to give lectures to the students below. Lu Xiuyuan listened carefully.

With the words of the classmate just now, this time he was more courageous, and even got up to answer the question.

After sitting down, he secretly paid attention to the expressions of the people around him, and saw that everyone did not express any obvious rejection of him as a stranger, and even the people in the front row turned their heads to discuss with him when they heard his point of view, which made Lu Xiuyuan finally Let go of my heart.

This kind of classroom atmosphere is really good, and it also makes him more and more unable to satisfy the short five-day lectures.

The test is approaching, and the articles he wrote also need feedback. If he can hug Mr. Wu's thigh at this time, then he won't have to worry about it afterwards.

After listening to the class, Lu Xiuyuan has been thinking about this matter, how can he not use Dr. Xu's favor, but get the other's approval through his own efforts?

As long as I can help myself occasionally read the article and give me some pointers.

This question is really difficult. He has been thinking about eating, but he has never thought of a good method that can be implemented.

During dinner, Shi Yunchen looked at Lu Xiuyuan chopsticks and chopsticks and only knew how to chop rice, he was as stupid as he was, and couldn't help shaking his hand in front of him.

"Erlang, what's wrong with you? Is there any accident in class today?"

Seeing the white and tender fingers in front of him, Lu Xiuyuan came back to his senses: "It's not like that, it's just that there is a problem that is difficult to solve."

Hearing this, the other party was happy: "What question can still stump you? Do you want to talk about it?"

There is nothing to hide about this matter, so he told the other party what he thought during the day.

"So I'm thinking how I can ask Mr. Wu to give me pointers on the article at other times."

"Isn't that simple? As a gift, just spend more money." Shi Yunchen replied without thinking, "If you disagree, then you must have spent less."

"It doesn't seem to be applicable." Although it was only two days, Lu Xiuyuan felt that the other party could not settle with money.

To know the true character of a literati, you can actually see it in your articles and in your daily behavior.

Lu Xiuyuan can be regarded as a small expert in observing details. According to Mr. Wu's personality, he can't accept any money.

"Then what else can I do besides using money?" The young master was puzzled.

"No matter how many good things you give him, it's just icing on the cake. It doesn't matter if you have it or not. It would be great if it can help you."

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuyuan couldn't help but sighed: "But in this hot weather, we can't deliver charcoal either."

Hearing this, Shi Yunchen thought for a while: "Then should I find some gangsters, and you go to the hero to save the beauty, oh, it's not the hero to save the people..."

"Don't, don't, it's not right." He quickly waved his hand to repel the other party's dangerous thoughts.

After worrying about eating a meal together, both of them felt a little depressed.

Lying on the bed, Lu Xiuyuan stared at the curtain above his head in a daze. In fact, if he wanted to create a relationship with someone, there was another way besides icing on the cake and giving charcoal in a timely manner.

That is to accidentally bump into each other in a certain way, such as the famous monk knocking on the door of the moon in the previous Chinese textbook.

Jia Dao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, took the imperial examination for the first time, and then rode a donkey on the road and came up with two poems: "The moon rests in a tree by the pool, and the monk pushes the moon to go down the door."

He let go of the entanglement and pushed or knocked, hesitating on both sides, and accidentally bumped into Jing Zhaoyin who was on tour at that time.

So Jia Dao was shoved in front of the other party by the guards. After telling the story, Jing Zhaoyin not only did not blame him, but helped him determine that typing was the most suitable method, and the two became ordinary friends in the end.

Lu Xiuyuan also wanted to imitate it, but felt that it was not safe. When he struggled, his consciousness gradually fell into sleep.

And just when he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Just now, he thought of a good method that is very suitable for him!

That's the bullshit!Be a wild horse in the living room!

You must know that there were many masters in ancient times. For example, the most famous one is Zhuangzi and Huizi's "Zi Feiyu, An Zhiyu's joy."

In addition to this, there are some remarks such as "It's too late, it may not be good when you are old."

No matter what opinions the other party raises tomorrow, I will refute them from another angle, which will definitely attract everyone's attention.

Just be careful not to offend Mr. Wu, after all, it is the most interesting to be a bystander watching the debate between the two sides.

As for the person who was bullied by him, Lu Xiuyuan took aim at Shen Congzhi, who had stood out in class in the past two days.

The other party has been in the limelight for the past two days, because the lecturer is his master, so he is often picked up to answer questions.

All kinds of citations and annotations are well-spoken, and since this is the case, it is easier to find a place to argue.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel happy.

Good brother, don't be beautiful alone, let me also rub the heat, we two together.

The author has something to say: first light a candle for the innocent Shen Congzhi.

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