It wasn't like this in my last life

Two months passed quietly.

The third aunt's belly is already showing pregnancy, and the afternoon sun is just right, and the third aunt likes to go for a walk in the garden with her belly in her arms.For the third aunt's child, Father Song showed unprecedented enthusiasm, no matter how busy he was every day, he would spare time to visit the third aunt's yard.Mrs. Li is about to appear much more low-key, taking care of housework all day long and serving the old lady wholeheartedly, so she feels a sense of crisis.

And Song Mo Niang finally walked out of her yard.

Seeing her for the first time, Song Badai was taken aback, she almost lost a whole circle of weight.In the past, Song Mo Niang was not plump, but her skin was pink and white, her eyes were bright and energetic, and her whole body was full of youthful brilliance.The current Song Mo Niang is still attractive, but she looks a little weak because she is too thin.

Even Mrs. Li couldn't help asking more when she saw it. The second aunt wiped her tears when she mentioned it, "It's the root cause of the disease left by that time. Now people are always lazy and don't talk much."

"Take care of her well, and you will always be able to bring them back." Mrs. Li mentioned Song Momiang's role, and she was no different from Song Xiniang, the first daughter.The second aunt was very grateful, "You know Madam loves her so much, this girl should be more energetic and take care of her body."

In this regard, Mrs. Li and the second aunt formed an alliance to fight against the third aunt who had a gold medal for avoiding death.

The backyard is bothering, but none of these can bother Song Badai.As the time for the child's test was getting closer, he was also getting busier.In recent days, the old gentleman has stopped giving lectures, and started to write questions in the way of children's exams, so that they can adapt to the rhythm of the exam as much as possible.There are various kinds of questions, all of which have been frequently tested over the years. After each completion, the old gentleman will explain their test papers.

After a few days, Song Badai habitually picked up his pen as soon as he saw the rice paper.

"Okay, okay, it's finally time." The old man smiled at his two favorite students, "You don't have to suffer any more in these three days, read books, and go out for a walk in your spare time. You are lucky, this year The Tong pilot is just set up in our Licheng, and I will take a rest tomorrow, and I will take you there to have a look."

"Can you still go in and take a look?" Song Badai lamented the old man's wide network.

The old man sipped his tea and smiled, put down his teacup for a while, and said slowly: "Of course not." Afraid that he would be nervous, he comforted him and said: "This has been the case in exams over the years. You must know that this children's exam is only the first threshold. Passing this hurdle is considered to have entered the gate of the imperial examination, so the difficulty is not too difficult, you can just do it as usual, don't worry too much."

Even if the old man said this, Song Badai was still so nervous that he didn't sleep all night.

Three days passed quickly.

On this day, Song Badai got up early, and after washing up, he and Song Qidai went to the main courtyard to pay homage to Father Song and Mrs. Li.Father Song didn't dare to lecture too much to waste time, and after the two children had breakfast, he took them to offer incense to the ancestors of the Song family, and after a few more words of encouragement, he let them go.

The two got into the carriage, and Song Badai was so nervous that he wanted to go to the toilet.

Song Qidai was also tense. Seeing Song Badai like this, he gradually relaxed, and started chatting with him, "It's still early, and the master asked someone to wait for us outside the examination room. I heard that he is a disciple of the master. This year The popular candidate of Qiu Wei, I am afraid that I will leave for the provincial capital in a few days, this time I will come here in person for the sake of Mr.

Song Badai also became curious, and followed the gossip: "I've also heard that this talent is said to be taller than Pan An, and he was the best student among Mr. "

"Children's trial case is nothing. How many prefectures in the country, how many counties under the prefecture, how many case chiefs will be produced in one session?! The key still depends on the next autumn. If it is approved by the imperial court, it will be known all over the world as the inscription on the gold list." The Seven Dynasties of the Song Dynasty raised their chins and their spirits were flying.

Song Badai was stunned for a while, and finally understood the gap between the two of them.

Whether it was the Song Badai in his previous life or the current Song Badai, his efforts were all in the final analysis just to not live too uselessly.His background, appearance, and even his talents and learning are not the main reasons why he can't go too far.The biggest obstacle comes from his heart.

Compared with Song Qidai, he lacks the ambition to chase power!

The rest of the way was very quiet.Song Badai gradually calmed down in this shock, and the Tong Shi before his eyes seemed not as scary as he imagined.

"Master, here we are."

This time, besides the two guards chosen by Father Song, the ones who accompanied them to the exam were Ah Fu and Song Qidai's book boy Tim Deng.Tim Deng is 13 years old after the Chinese New Year. He is tall and tall, and he is also very clever.In comparison, Ah Fu seems much more dull, most of the time it is Tim Deng who is spreading the word.

The Seventh and Eighth Dynasties of the Song Dynasty got off the carriage, only to find that there were a lot of people taking the exam, and their ages were even more uneven. Most of them were young people in their teens and 20s. There is graying in the room.Most people only glanced at them hastily, then continued to look down at the books, waiting for the exam to start.

The two guards guarded them carefully, Tim Deng ran out for a while, and came back excitedly after a while, "Master, the Mr. Qiu that the old man said should be the one." In a gazebo not far away, a man smiled at them from afar.

"Let's go over and say hello to Mr. Qiu."

Song Qidai took Song Badai's hand, and the guards walked on both sides to escort them carefully, squeezing all the way into the gazebo.

"Sir, is your surname Qiu?" Song Qidai cupped his hands and bowed.Song Badai stared at Yuangulu's eyes, thinking that this person really lived up to his reputation, and he was extraordinarily good-looking.

"Are you two young disciples of Mr.? He really is a hero." Mr. Chou didn't look down on them because of their young age. He returned a salute and said, "You must have prepared everything for the exam early in the morning. I will give it to you as well." I don’t have much advice, since you are invited by the master, I will ask you to tell you some rules of the examination room. It’s still early, let’s talk in another place?”

What a crisp temper.

At that moment, the three of them returned to the carriage, without so many probing eyes, the three of them seemed much more comfortable talking.Mr. Qiu told them about his exams that year, pointed out some of his negligence at that time, and explained some very practical methods, including how to arrange the order of answering questions, and the precautions for eating in the exam room...

"The children's test is divided into two sessions. The first test in the morning and the second test in the afternoon. Eat and rest for an hour and a half in the middle." Mr. Qiu emphasized, "You don't need to bring too much dry food. If you eat too much, you will feel sleepy in the afternoon. The rest time in the middle is longer. Some candidates continue to read books, which will easily lead to excessive fatigue in the afternoon. I personally do not recommend it. My suggestion is to eat first, close your eyes for half an hour after the meal, and have a little time before the test. You may wish to get up and exercise your body. Of course, this is also my family’s opinion, and you can adjust it according to your own situation.”

Although Mr. Qiu talked about details, they were extremely useful. No one knows how many people are defeated by details.Song Qidai and Song Badai nodded again and again, listening very carefully.

Mr. Chou urged a few more words, and finally said: "I hope what I said can help you. Well, the time is almost up, two junior brothers, the senior brother has to go first." He jumped off the carriage, turned around and cupped his hands, "Three years later, our brothers and sisters will meet again in the capital."

The Seventh and Eighth Dynasties of the Song Dynasty were also infected by his emotions, and stood up to return the salute, "I will live up to my promise!"

"Okay! Hahaha!" Mr. Qiu turned and left, his back was clear and unrestrained.

The two young boys who had been beaten looked at each other and laughed, Song Qidai gave Song Badai a light punch, "Third brother, there is only one person who is the chief case in this county, and the second brother will not show mercy! "Song Badai punched back, "Of course!"

The exam bell rang, the courtyard door opened wide, candidates filed in, Song Badai and Song Qidai waved, their examination areas were one south and one north, and they parted ways halfway.Song Badai sat down in his seat, and it was strange that he didn't feel the slightest bit of tension in his heart.After the examiner talked about the rules and lectures, he began to check his identity one by one, and only put down the test paper after confirming that it was correct.

Song and Eight Dynasties did not write in a hurry, but reviewed the questions first as the old man said.The topic is somewhat similar to a question posed by the old man. Song Badai began to write on the draft paper after clarifying his thoughts.Although he has never set down to practice calligraphy in one day, but the time is too short, and once he writes quickly, his handwriting tends to become scribbled.The old gentleman suggested that he write on draft paper first, and then transcribe it after finishing writing.

The exam went well in the morning.

While eating the flower rolls, Song Badai guessed the questions that might be asked in the afternoon.After eating the rolls, my mind was in a mess.He remembered Mr. Qiu's words, finally stopped torturing himself, closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about Song Qidai for a while, Mr. Qiu for a while, but no longer thinking about the exam. Slowly, the exam questions in the morning finally came out of his mind. faded out.

The retest in the afternoon, the time passed quickly.When Song Badai handed in the paper, Song Qidai was already waiting in the carriage, and when he saw him, he laughed, "How is it?"

Song Badai scratched his head, "The second scene is a bit tricky."

"The last question?" At the end of the re-examination, candidates were required to compose a poem with "Dong Xue".It is said to be easy because the topic is common, but it is also difficult to say because it is common. The subject matter is badly written, and it is difficult to shine.Song Qidai nodded knowingly, "How did you write it?"

Song Badai was a little ashamed, and always felt like he was playing tricks in front of Song Qidai, so he had no choice but to say it under his repeated urging.

The Seventh Dynasties of the Song Dynasty raised their brows, looking a little surprised, "The charm, artistic conception, and even rhyme of this poem are not very good, but it is better than the original idea. It is neither feeling yourself nor hurting parting. The image of Xue Wu's poem to praise the prosperity and peace of the world, the prosperity of the world... the third brother can rest assured."

Listening to Song Qidai's evaluation, Song Badai was very embarrassed. During the exam, all he thought of was the time Song Qidai taught him how to understand poetry.Looking at this guy's seriousness, he obviously forgot about it.