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Yu Chuxi's long eyelashes flickered, glanced at him quietly, and passed his hand gently as he said.

Xie Shu firmly pinched Lang Jun's fingertips like this, and he followed the lines of Lang Jun's palm and began to write stroke by stroke on his palm.

Xie Shu's fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, which were slightly rough.

Yu Chuxi suddenly became inexplicably sensitive, as if being scratched by a light feather.

When the dry and warm touch continued to superimpose, Yu Chuxi's breathing became rapid.

Immediately afterwards, following the outline of his fingertips, there was a numb itching from the place where the skin of the two people met. At this moment, it seemed that there was something following the beating pulse, a steady stream of blood, in the heart reflow.

This feeling is really strange and frightening.

Yu Chuxi couldn't help curling her fingers.

However, Xie Shu's powerful palm was as steady as a rock, but his fingertips paused in Lang Jun Yubai's palm.

Xie Shu just finished writing the first word.

At this time, Xie Shu suddenly raised his eyes.

His eyes are darker than before, but the expression on his face is still calm.

Xie Shu stared at Lang Jun, and said in a low voice with a bit of air, "Lang Jun, did you see clearly?"

Being asked in this way, Yu Chuxi had no choice but to nod indiscriminately and said, "I see."

In fact, it took a moment for his brain to realize what word Xie Shu wrote just now.

When Xie Shu heard his answer, there was a little smile in his eyes, and then he continued: "Then I will write the second word."

Xie Shu didn't let go of his hand until the two words had been written.

At this moment, Yu Chuxi almost withdrew his fingertips quickly, but later he was worried that it would look a little strange to do so?

Xie Shu didn't seem to notice, he kept smiling, and said softly, "Lang Jun, that's these two words."

Yu Chuxi calmed down a little, and asked softly: "Then what is the purpose of Mr. Jiang picking these two words for you?"

Xie Shu then repeated Jiang Hong's previous words to Lang Jun.

Hearing the words, Yu Chuxi recited those two words silently in her heart, a layer of gleam floated in her eyes, and her tone was lighter than before: "It turns out that this is the case, Mr. Jiang must have great expectations of you... ...."

At this time, Xie Shu recalled what Jiang Hong said to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

And when he and Lang Jun looked at each other, Xie Shu's heart was suddenly very soft. He could see that Lang Jun was not only happy for him, but also hidden some longing.

Xie Shu remembered that Mr. Lang is now 19 years old, and he will soon reach the age of the crown, he subconsciously said: "Mr. Lang, next year you will also have writing."

As soon as his words fell, Xie Shu realized that he had probably overlooked one more thing.

Sure enough, Yu Chuxi looked at him with a complicated face. After a while, he lowered his eyelashes, shook his head lightly and said, "What do I want words for?"

Shuang'er is different from a man, and they can't participate in official careers, so why do they need others to avoid names and call themselves in a roundabout way?

As time goes by, there are very few Shuang'er who pick up characters anymore.

Doesn't Xie Shu even remember this... Yu Chuxi felt strange, although Xie Shu did say that he had forgotten many people and things before, but he didn't know such common sense things.

Without waiting for Yu Chuxi to think about it, Xie Shu's voice rang in his ears softly, with a touch of tenderness: "Then when you are twenty in the next year, can I send you a word? Please don't despise me."

When thinking about the age of Mr. Xie just now, Xie Shu felt an indescribable emotion flowing in his heart. He is 24 years old in this world, but Mr. Lang is only 19 years old now. Much younger.

It's just that although he is five years older than Lang Jun, he can't share Lang Jun's worries, let alone shelter him from wind and rain.

Looking at such a young gentleman, Xie Shu can only try to make him happy now.

Yu Chuxi's heart trembled, and she lowered her head and gave a soft "hmm".

After the meal, Xie Shu returned to his room and began to study the "Ode on Origin" given to him by his teacher.

Fu is a form of style, which pays attention to literary talent and rhythm just like poetry. In terms of policy theory, the format of the endowment is more rigorous.

And Fu is divided into Short Fu, Sao Fu, Ci Fu, Parallel Fu, Rhyme Fu and Wen Fu.

This origin fu belongs to Wen Fu, which is equivalent to prose.

Therefore, Fu has many restrictions and relatively strict regulations. Most of Fu have magnificent rhetoric, rigorous structure, and the content is mostly written to describe scenery or express emotions.

But this "Ode to Origin" is different, it is a prose with the intention of the world.

Xie Shu read it from top to bottom, understood the general meaning of this Fu, and then analyzed it according to the paragraphs.

This is his method of study.

Soon, Xie Shu discovered that this Fu was divided into three sections.

The beginning explains the reason and intention of the creation. The author first describes the origin of the continuous prosperity and decline of history, because he does not pay attention to the people's livelihood in the world, and then talks about the present. This is a narration based on historical events.

Then it describes the general trend of the world today. Although it originated from some small things, it has caused many problems.

Finally, sum up the lesson.

However, due to the limitation of the style of Fu Theory and other factors, the author wrote these things are very superficial and difficult to go deep into.

However, this does not deny the artistic value of this Fu. The full text uses parallelism more often, and the style of writing appears to be coherent. It is well-known and memorable after reading.

No wonder he, the "senior", will enter the Imperial Academy later... This Imperial Academy is equivalent to a secretarial institution, and its main duty is to help the emperor draft edicts.

At night, Xie Mo lit a lamp for Xie Shu.

Xie Shu read this Fu again and again many times, and in the end not only was he able to memorize it fluently, but he also understood every word thoroughly before he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after Xie Shu finished his meal, he went to Jiang's mansion.

When Jiang Hong came to the study, he saw that Xie Shu had arrived ahead of time, and was still silently reading the "Ode to Origin", and he didn't know how he was studying.

After all, Jiang Hong didn't ask Xie Shu about his current academic situation before, but decided to accept him as an apprentice only because of his behavior and background.

Jiang Hong stepped over, glanced at Xie Shu and said, "What do you think of the "Ode to Origin" that I asked you to study yesterday?"

Xie Shu said in a low voice: "Students think that this prose is a short discussion, although the reasoning is not very profound, but it is superior in its lofty intentions and majestic momentum, which is different from all other prose."

Jiang Hong's face remained unchanged, he couldn't tell whether he agreed or denied, but said in a deep voice: "Then in your opinion, this Fu is top grade?"

Xie Shu hesitated for a moment and said: "If the student guessed correctly, this Fu should be a Fu of the imperial court. It is not easy to make it in such a short time, so the student thinks that this Fu is indeed It counts."

The meaning of this Weichang Fu is written in the examination room. Most of the literati are for the examination, piled up rhetoric, and the sentences are cumbersome. It is rare to come up with such an article with a rigorous structure and no lack of deep meaning.

Hearing that Xie Shu had guessed that this was a Fu on the field, Jiang Hong's eyes flashed.

You must know that this fu has not been circulated to the outside world at all. After all, it is something from the examination room, and it was only preserved for file records. This is also a copy that he took away before leaving the capital. , nobody else knows.

But Xie Shu was able to guess this...

Curious in his heart, Jiang Hong asked calmly: "How do you know this is the Fu of the Weichang?"

Xie Shu didn't hide it and said: "Because I think there are several places in this Fu that deliberately named the theme, as if it was written according to a certain theme, and the author of this Fu, Mr. Zhang Sheng, should have more literary talents. If it is a style If it is a fu, he can modify it carefully, I don't know if the student's guess is right, if it is wrong, please ask the teacher to advise."

Jiang Hong nodded and said: "That's right, this is indeed the Weichang Fu. This is the 12th year of Yanping. When I presided over the examination, Zhang Sheng made it based on the topic of the word "origin". But what you said before was wrong. This Fu is not a top grade, and the three scholars and politicians in the examination room at that time all thought that this Fu was a low grade!"

The 12th year of Yanping mentioned by Jiang Hong is exactly the last year, and it has been six years since now.

Xie Shu couldn't believe it when he heard the word inferior!

Hearing this, Xie Shu frowned. He had read a lot of Fu theories over the years, although most of them were written by famous experts, so they were handed down, but through these influences, Xie Shu also has a certain ability to appreciate Fu theories.

Xie Shu didn't feel that his vision was so poor. Could it be that there were other requirements in the inner room that he didn't know about?

Seeing Xie Shu's confused expression, Jiang Hong was not in a hurry to answer him, but calmly talked about the examination system.

Jiang Hong said in a deep voice: "You have taken the provincial exam before, you should remember that there are three exams in total? The first exam is composed of a poem and fu, the second exam is about ten scriptures, and the third exam is about a poem. Fang Ce Sandao, the same is true for the test. Do you know what the purpose of each test is?"

Xie Shu thought for a moment, recalled a passage in the "Siku Quanshu", and slowly read out: "For righteousness, one can observe the classics;

Jiang Hong couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard that Xie Shu summed up the purpose of each test question subtly although his words were brief.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hong said: "Since this is the case, then you should know that the purpose of examining Fu Lun is to observe the degree of knowledge accumulation of candidates. Therefore, Fu Lun has always been extremely ingenious. Therefore , the final criterion for judging is diction.”

It turned out that Xie Shu heard the words and understood the meaning of the teacher. Poetry and Fu should be based on the gradual growth of literary talent and the best rhythm.But in this way, isn't there any disadvantage?

Jiang Hong saw that Xie Shu was not completely convinced after hearing what he said just now, and he still had some doubts. Instead, he smiled: "It's good that you can still insist on your own thinking under such circumstances."

Speaking of this, Jiang Hong said in a stern tone: "Yes, I have always opposed such a bad sentence, and I am obsessed with diction. These are all done by the idiots, so I read this Fu Lun that day, and put it from the place of failure. Take it out and take it as the first class!"

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