Lian Erye's Road to Imperial Examination

Because Jia Lian was injured, he stayed in the house all day to recuperate and didn't go anywhere, so the most people he saw in the past few days were the maids and servants who served him, and Mrs. Xing.

As for Jia Amnesty, hehe, it has been seven or eight days since he came to the Red Mansion, and he hasn't even seen a shadow.

His biological mother passed away, his stepmother pretended to be merciful, his grandmother didn't like it, and his biological father was no different. Jia Lian felt that his current life experience was really pitiful.Fortunately, the living conditions of Jia's family are good, so he doesn't have to worry about eating, drinking and going to school.You must know that studying in ancient times was a very expensive thing. It costs money to learn from teachers, to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and to spend money on exams. Although these are small money, in ordinary people, the sum of these moneys is also expensive. Quite a few, the family didn’t have any money, so they couldn’t afford to study at all. Otherwise, why would there be fewer and fewer children from poor families? It’s not that they are stupid and can’t pass the exam, but that they have no money to study.

At least in Jia's house, he doesn't have to worry about money for the time being, and can study with peace of mind.No one cares about him, he can do what he wants to do.

Thinking about it this way, Jia Lian felt much less depressed.

Feng'er came in with a bowl of things, and was very happy to see Jia Lian reading seriously.Ever since Young Master Zhu was going to take the entrance examination at Qingshan Academy, his young master has become diligent and has been reading for the past few days.

"Master, you've been reading for a long time, it's time for you to rest." He said while putting the things he brought on the table, "This servant stewed a bowl of ginseng soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

Jia Lian put down the book in his hand, picked up the ginseng soup, and was slightly distracted.Although his father doesn't love his mother, but his food is still good.There are not only rich meals, exquisite and delicious snacks, but also various valuable supplements every day.

After drinking the ginseng soup, Jia Lian stood up and walked out of the house to the courtyard.It's November now, and it's deep into winter.The winter here is much colder than the winter in his previous life. He even wrapped himself into a ball, but he still felt cold.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining brightly, standing in the yard basking in the sun, my whole body becomes warm after a while.

It has been seven or eight days since he came here. Although he has only seen their family and not his second uncle's family, he has a little understanding of the whole Rongguo Mansion.

There is only one child in his family. The second uncle's family has two children, one is Jia Zhu who is four years older than him, and the other is Jia Yuanchun who is two years older than him.

He didn't have much impression of Jia Zhu, and he didn't hear anything about him in the Chinese teacher's explanation of Dream of the Red Chamber.As for Jia Yuanchun, the Chinese teacher said that he remembered that she seemed to have entered the palace and then became a noble concubine.It seems to say that the emperor is kind enough to let all the concubines in the palace go home to visit their relatives. The Jia family spent a lot of money to build the Grand View Garden just for Jia Yuanchun to visit his relatives.

Jia Yuanchun's final result was also not good. The Chinese teacher said that she died tragically in the end.

"Young master, your injury is almost healed, it's time to go to the old lady's place to pay her respects." Feng'er suddenly interrupted Jia Lian's thoughts.

"Hello?"

"Your injury is about the same. You should go to the master and the old lady to pay your respects in two days."

Hearing what Feng'er said, Jia Lian remembered this. As a junior, he had to go to greet his elders every morning.Because he broke his head, he has been recuperating for a while, so there is no need to ask for peace.Now that his injury is healed, it's time to resume the greeting procedure.Although he finds it troublesome, he still wants to go.I just took this opportunity to meet my second uncle's family.

"I see. I'll go to greet my father and grandmother tomorrow morning." Since the greeting procedure will resume tomorrow, it's time to go back to school. "Feng'er, I'll go to school tomorrow after treating Ann." He was recuperating from his injuries and reading at the same time, but his reading was foggy.Classical Chinese is really difficult to understand, without translation, he has no idea what he is talking about.So, now I can only ask the teacher to teach.

"Young master, your injury is just right. Why don't you stay at home and recuperate for a few more days?" Although Feng'er really wanted Jia Lian to study hard, she was also worried about his body. After all, he injured his head this time. Uncertain repercussions.

"I'm fine, I don't need to recuperate at home." During this period of time, he was nestled in the house every day, unable to go anywhere, but he was suffocated.If he doesn't go out, he will collapse.

"But……"

Jia Lian waved his hand: "That's it. I'll go to school after I ask for greetings tomorrow. You pack up the things I need for school." After coming here for a few days, he was corrupted, and he was used to opening his mouth and stretching out his clothes when he was eating. I also fell in love with being served by others and not having to do it myself.

Seeing Jia Lian's resolute attitude, Feng'er, a servant, couldn't say anything, but obediently helped him pack the things he needed for school tomorrow.

After basking in the sun in the yard for a while and breathing for a while, Jia Lian became more energetic and went back to the house to continue reading.

This ancient book has no punctuation marks, and he struggles every time he reads it: "Can't you give me a book with punctuation marks?"

"No!" The system coldly refused.

"Isn't there a label for literature in the system? There are also literary masterpieces and ancient poems in it. Isn't it for me to read?" Jia Lian felt that his system was too sloppy, and would only give him tasks, and then did nothing. .He wanted to read the vernacular translations of these books, but they didn't show them to him, saying that he was allowed to explore and experience by himself, so that he could fully understand the full text.If he can figure it out, what else can he do with it.

"You swore to me before that you would help me pass the adverbial exam. I asked you for vernacular Chinese, but you didn't give it. Now I ask you for a book with punctuation marks, but you don't give it. What kind of help are you doing?" How could a science student understand these blunt and difficult books.If he can read it clearly, what else does the system need to do.

The system felt that Jia Lian's words made sense, so after thinking for a while, he decided to agree to his request.

"Punctuation marks have not yet appeared in this world, so you, the host, can only see them in your mind."

"What do you think in your head?"

"In the dormitory, as long as you read silently in your heart, you can open the book."

After Jia Lian heard this, he read "University" silently in his heart, and a book immediately appeared in his mind, and he opened it in a hurry, and the content with punctuation appeared line by line in his mind.With punctuation marks, the content reads much more smoothly.

"What about the vernacular translation?"

"This needs to be experienced by the host himself. Only when the host understands it, can he really understand it." The system's voice is very serious, "Host, reading and learning depends on yourself, you can't rely on this system for everything."

Jia Lian rolled his eyes directly: "Then why do you provide these literary masterpieces?"

"When the host's level increases, the host will be able to read these literary masterpieces at will."

Jia Lian pouted, after all, his rank was too low.

After lamenting his misfortune in his heart, Jia Lian read the book seriously.He recently read a book and found that his memory has improved a lot. He can memorize everything after reading it two or three times, and he won't forget it after a few days.

"My memory has improved, did you do it?"

"It's done by this system, and it's a small benefit for the host."

"Then why don't you just let me remember it?"

The system simply ignored Jia Lian.

Jia Lian thought about it, it’s not bad to be able to remember everything after watching it two or three times.

Looking at the "University" with punctuation marks, Jia Lian read it smoothly. He read it twice from beginning to end, and he can basically memorize everything, but he doesn't know what the whole text is about. He can only go to school tomorrow. Time to ask Mr.

In the evening, Mrs. Xing came over and brought some delicious food and some fun things.Although she didn't really care about Jia Lian, she would come here every day to care about Jia Lian's injury, and she did a good job on the surface.

Jia Lian didn't hate Mrs. Xing, although she didn't have much sincerity towards him, but she came to visit him every day, doing more duty than his biological father.

As a house filler, Mrs. Xing can't have children by herself, and she won't have children in this life.In her life, she counted on Jia Amnesty for the first half of her life, and Jia Lian for the second half of her life, so she was very polite and considerate to Jia Lian.

I heard that Jia Lian was going to pay his respects tomorrow and then go to school again, but Mrs. Xing didn't agree and asked him to rest for a few more days before going to school again.But seeing that Jia Lian insisted on going to school, she couldn't object.

After coming out of Jia Lian's yard, Mrs. Xing went to Jia Amnesty and told him about Jia Lian's going to pay her respects and go to school tomorrow.

"I went to see Brother Lian these few days, and he was always reading."

Jia Amnesty knew how much his son was worth: "He was just pretending." Like him, his son didn't like reading.

"If Brother Lian can study hard like Brother Zhu, and get admitted to Qingshan Academy in the future, the old lady will not be able to say anything."

Jia She sneered, and his tone was very disdainful: "People like us don't need to rely on studying to earn a future." So, this is why Jia She never cared about Jia Lian's studying, because he didn't think it was necessary.

Mrs. Xing wanted to say that if Brother Zhu was admitted to Qingshan Academy, won the Juren, and finally won the first prize, the title of the Rongguo Mansion must be him, then what will they do?

Knowing that Jia She didn't like to hear these things, Mrs. Xing didn't dare to say anything to Jia She even though she was worried.She could only pray in her heart that Jia Zhu would not be admitted to Qingshan Academy.