Be a master through ancient times

Because of the abstraction, the monthly exam, which was supposed to be held on the [-]th, was postponed to the fifth day of April.

A few days before the monthly exam, everyone was working hard, trying to go through all the content that the teacher said again, and some people spread the gossip, saying that there are small questions for this monthly exam, and they only need [-] essays to read. .

Everyone scoffed, but no one reported it or did anything.Every monthly exam, some people fail.Most of the people who can be deceived are freshmen.

As a newcomer, Zhang Wenhai was eager to try a few times, but was stopped by everyone.

Chuci packed up his things and was about to go to Mr. Xu again. He left a word for Zhang Wenhai.

"Instead of buying this little question, it's better to hide and see if there are any real questions and answer sheets collected over the years. Maybe it will be more useful to memorize them."

Chu Ci just mentioned it casually, but Zhang Wenhai did not expect that Zhang Wenhai would actually go there, and he found a fan document and borrowed it reluctantly.

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"...The older brother is the elder, and you should fulfill the responsibility of the elder brother, educate the younger brother, and make him sensible..."

Chu Ci sat under the fence of Xu's house and read aloud the article he wrote.

Before he went up to knock on the door, Xu Zheng did what he said. Seeing Chu Ci coming again, he immediately asked the servant to rush out with a broom, trying to scare Chu Ci away.

After seeing Chu Ci running away, he laughed triumphantly, and then took a book to a place in the backyard, which was his favorite place.

The reason why he likes this place is because the left and right sides here are completely carved out of a mold, whether it is flowers, plants or decorations, it seems that there are traces to follow, which makes Xu Zheng feel very comfortable staying inside.

But not long after he looked at it, there was a faint sound coming from outside.The sound was intermittent and I couldn't hear it clearly.Xu Zheng's spirit was gradually attracted by it, and he couldn't help but listen carefully, wanting to hear the whole content clearly.

Holding the book, he moved closer and closer until his feet touched the wall before he realized it.

Although the writing style is still immature, the organization in it is very clear, and occasionally it can make the listener's eyes shine.It's a pity that I didn't listen to it all, and I don't know what he wrote earlier.

Xu Zheng stood behind the wall, stroked his beard and nodded.Then, his face darkened. Isn't the voice outside coming from that little cunning guy?

Chu Ci was listening intently when he suddenly felt hit on the head by something.

When he saw it, it turned out to be a small ball of paper with four large characters written on it, "Bullshit doesn't make sense!"

Shit doesn't make sense?Chu Ci laughed, the old man would never waste his pen and ink on things that really don't make sense.Presumably it was because of the itching in my heart after hearing the article he read, and I couldn't hold back my face, so I wanted to shame him away.

"Thank you, old man, for your enlightenment. Forget it, I'll take it back and show it to my husband to see if my article is really worthless. If my husband says the same thing, I might as well return to the Book of Songs. After all, everyone in the Spring and Autumn Period said so Yes, his vision must be excellent, and his evaluation must be very pertinent. If not, I might as well post this article outside and let everyone take a look, so that I can give up my heart."

Xu Zheng in the wall smiled instead of anger, this kid's heart is really dark.

If he does this, after reading his articles and his own evaluation, outsiders may give himself a false reputation.After all, his articles are remarkable, but he himself said that he doesn't make any sense.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, young people at this age are so powerful now, these old bones, I don’t know how much longer they can hang around.

Chu Ci walked very slowly, it took a long time to go around from the backyard wall to the front gate.He kept waiting for the old man to come out to stop him, but no one came out.

He was a little helpless, it seemed that the old man didn't like this either.Of course, it is impossible for him to do what he said just now, he just said this to let the old man see his plan.

Forget it, the road is long and difficult, let's think of a way.

Chu Ci cupped his hands towards the gate, then turned and left.

"Boy, stop and come in with me."

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Chu Ci put down the pen, blew on the written article, then picked it up, and read it silently several times before folding it up and putting it in his arms.

After class ended in the afternoon, he walked out again.Zhang Wenhai had quick eyes and quick hands, and hurriedly dragged him back.

"Brother Kuo, what's wrong?" Chu Ci asked.

"Brother Chu, what's going on with you these two days? Why don't you see anyone after the class ends? Everyone is talking about forming an association. Do you want to join?" Zhang Wenhai said.

"Association?" Chu Ci repeated, and then remembered the Peach Blossom Club, Haitang Club and other poetry clubs formed by the girls in Dream of the Red Chamber.He shook his head and said, "I won't go to the poetry club. If you want to join, you can go."

"It's not just the Poetry Club. There are also those who study the Yi, the Rites, the Book, and the Spring and Autumn Period." Hearing what he said, Chu Ci realized that their club was the Five Classics Club, not that A kind of Fengya club specializing in poetry.

"So that's it, when will this club start?"

Seeing that Chu Ci was interested, Zhang Wenhai hurriedly said: "Just tonight, we are in the Cuiwei Pavilion. There are Jinyang and Zhongxing brothers, as well as Jiang Huai from Class A, Luo Yingshu from Class B and others."

"Okay, then I'll come back early tonight." Chu Ci said, and went out again.

Yesterday, after the old man promised to teach him to cure the Spring and Autumn Period, he first scolded him, saying that he was full of tricks.Then he snatched away his article, criticized it for nothing, circled it with a pen on the paper, and scribbled it in a mess.

Finally, with a sullen face, he threw a question to Chu Ci, asking him to solve it after returning home and write an article.

Chu Ci stood firm under the stormy criticism, with a respectful attitude and no trace of impatience or other emotions on his face.

Xu Zheng: ... Such a person was born for officialdom!The skin is so thick.

After complaining, he couldn't help but look forward to it.If this son really went to court, what would it be like?If he is allowed to be the imperial censor, it is estimated that all the ministers in the court will be disgraced.

Thinking, he suddenly laughed again.

Chu Ci shuddered all over, thinking to himself: Could it be that this old man was driven crazy by him, making everyone who scolded him laugh?He also said that he would bring an irregular polyhedron to tease him tomorrow, so let's forget it now.

After returning to the county school, Chu Ci went to the concierge to confirm his identity before entering.

Chu Xiaoyuan and Zhong Liyu have already gone to bed, and these two children are getting to know each other better now, and they always come back by themselves with a note, and they never run around, which can be said to be very worry-free.

Chu Ci tucked the quilt for them, then got up and walked out.

It's getting late now, I wonder if the club is still there?He originally planned to come back early, but accidentally stayed late.

When they arrived at Cuiwei Pavilion, Fang Jinyang happened to see him when he turned his head, and cupped his hands from a distance: "Brother Chu is here!"

"Everyone, Chu Ci is late, please forgive me."

"I just said that brother Chu is not someone who doesn't keep his word. Since he said he would come, he will come no matter how late it is!"

Zhang Wenhai suddenly became energetic. He had waited and waited for Chuci just now, but he was as limp as a withered grass, with his head drooping.