After more than a month, Mr. Song has passed the test content of the Tongsheng test to Li Jin and Chen Xiran.
But because the progress is too fast, Mr. Song is worried that they will be confused.
After all, the "Four Books" alone is close to 50,000 words. Chen Xiran is fine. He has learned these things from other scholars before, so he has some basics.
As for Li Jin, Mr. Song watched him learn all the way. In the past few years, Li Jin's daily performance belonged to the tail of the crane. Mr. Song didn't ask him what he could remember now.
At first, Mr. Song just wanted Li Jin to experience the atmosphere of the Tongsheng exam this time, and then take the county exam in a few years.
Therefore, he initially asked Li Jin to copy the book and endorse it, which was also a test for him.
If Li Jin's performance on the second day does not meet his requirements, Mr. Song will persuade Li Jin to take it step by step and not be able to eat hot tofu in one bite.
Anyway, he is still young, so it's okay to postpone the exam for a few years.
Unexpectedly, Li Jin persevered step by step. From the "Sacred Mandate Guangxun" to the "Four Books" and "Five Classics", he could recite and dictate the previous day's homework every day.
Of course, if Li Jin can only do this, Mr. Song's evaluation of him is hard work and diligence at best.
But Li Jin can not only recite, he can also infer the meaning of the sentence by himself.
Mr. Song handed the annotated book to Li Jin, and when he watched him transcribing with a clear expression, Mr. Song himself was a little complicated.
Envy, gratification, and emotion are intertwined.
Mr. Song thought that if he had the talent of Li Jin when he was studying, he would probably be able to compete for the desk position.
If Li Jin knew what Mr. Song was thinking, he would only smile bitterly.
After all, he is a soul of the third year, and he has learned a part of "The Analects" in his previous life, so he will understand a little in advance.
However, Li Jin was able to memorize all the books in more than two months, and his performance was not inferior to Chen Xiran at all.
Talent and hard work are indispensable.
Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Mr. Song said, "You have already memorized all the books that you need to memorize, and then I will talk about the rules of writing for the imperial examinations.
This field may be relatively unfamiliar to you, so I will speak slowly. "
"The imperial examination, the first test is the eight-legged essay, what is the eight-legged essay
Eight shares are divided into starting shares, middle shares, rear shares, and bundle shares. Each of these four points is divided into two shares, collectively referred to as eight shares.
Eight-legged essays not only require a neat and tidy writing style, but also require strict logic when going deeper, which can be justified. "
Mr. Song looked at the two of them and said, "I don't ask you to be logical now. The two of you have practiced pairings, and the grasp of balance and confrontation recently."
Li Jin thought that Bagu is actually a bit like a rhythm poem. Every sentence has to be opposed to each other, and the flatness, that is, the change of pitch, must be eloquent.
Pairs are indeed a great way to practice.
Mr. Song said: "Before September, you would come over with your own dictation every morning to check each other. After that, I would occasionally come over to listen to your endorsement."
Li Jin and Chen Xiran responded: "Yes, sir."
It can be seen that Mr. Song is still worried that they will memorize so much content that needs to be recited, so he gave them time to recite it by dictation again.
Hope you don't make any mistakes during the exam.
To this end, Mr. Song also emphasized: "Although endorsement is boring, it is the most important thing.
The back of the book is not fluent, and the eight-part essay is not well written at all. "
He added, "When I participated in the first county exam, a candidate from the same town wanted to quote the 'I think about me' in the "Shangshu·Qin Oath", but it was written as 'I think about my sister'. "[Note]
In order to make Li Jin and Chen Xiran understand, Mr. Song even wrote these two sentences.
Li Jin nodded, indicating that he understood.
Chen Xiran was a little confused, he remembered this sentence, but he also remembered it as 'my sister, I miss it'.
Mr. Song has been a gentleman for so many years, and when he saw Chen Xiran's face, he knew that he was flustered.
Mr. Song looked at Chen Xiran and said, "Do you know how the magistrate corrected this sentence?"
Chen Xiran thought for a while and said, "It should be circled and corrected next to these two words."
Mr. Song stopped talking, just imitated the scene at that time, circled these five words with a pen, and commented 'Brother, you are wrong' next to it.
Li Jin felt a little helpless, the ancients didn't seem so pedantic and rigid.
Chen Xiran was even more embarrassed now. He scratched his head and said, "Sir, the student is wrong. From today onwards, the student must write in dictation every day, and promise not to make such a mistake in the county trial."
Then Mr. Song asked Li Jin to recite this article and tortured him a few words about its meaning.
Li Jin answered all, and Mr. Song nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is absolutely impossible to have a holiday. Remember to write it down tonight, and you can't waste a day."
After all, Li Jin is getting older and less playful, so he has no objection to this.
Because Chen Xiran was just stimulated, he was worried that he really made a mistake in the county exam. No matter how well he wrote the scriptures after that, he would not be able to get the ranking.
Li Jin also knows this truth. After all, this is not a modern exam. If you write correctly, you will get points, and if you write wrong, no points will be deducted.
In ancient exams, if you write a little wrong, you may have big problems. It's not a big deal to be cancelled. If you accidentally write the name of the royal family, you may face prison.
Thinking of this, Li Jin also reminded himself to always pay attention and never make similar mistakes.
After Mr. Song left, Chen Xiran was stunned. It seemed that he really hated this exam, but he was helpless. His family was waiting for him to pass the exam and be famous and honor his ancestors.
Li Jin patted him on the shoulder: "There are not many sentences like this in the "Four Books" and "Five Classics". It is easy to notice. When you review it later, pay more attention, and there will be no problems."
Chen Xiran nodded: "I see, A Jin, are you going to Xinglintang tomorrow?"
Now that it's August, Dr. Wu has resigned from the shopkeeper early to accompany his son, a scholar, to take the exam.
Li Jin's ability to prescribe Chinese medicine is not to be said now. He can prescribe the right medicine for ordinary colds.
If there is really a question of uncertainty, Li Jin will let the patient go to the other two hospitals.
Li Jin also spent one hour in Xinglintang for the first time, and now it is two hours.
Without Doctor Wu, the number of people who came to see Doctor Lai for treatment would only be more or less.
After all, the people who came to Doctor Li to ask for medicine before took the medicine prescribed by Doctor Li and recovered much faster than others.
Dr. Li's reputation gradually spread.
Seeing that his own medical center was not deserted, the shopkeeper was relieved and truly convinced Li Jin.
Li Jin said to Chen Xiran, "I will go to Xinglintang tomorrow, but I will bring my wife with me."
Chen Xiran was shocked: "Does your husband want to come with you to visit the temple fair?"
"nature."
Chen Xiran said, "I wanted to go with you, but my father asked me to go shopping with my mother tomorrow."
"Ling Zun's arrangement is excellent."
"Okay, but I can't play with you."
Li Jin also expressed regret for this, and then separated from Chen Xiran.
He thought that Xinglintang was divided into an inner hall and an outer hall. When the time came, he would be treated in the outer hall and let Qin Muwen rest in the inner hall.
Coinciding with the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a temple fair in the town later.
Now the boy's body has fully recovered, but he has been detained by taking care of the little bun, and has never had a chance to come out.
Li Jin thought that Wenwen was young, and he had to study to support his family on weekdays, so he didn't have much time to accompany him.
Therefore, Qin Muwen's activities in the past few months have only been in that side of the yard, and he has never even been to the vegetable field above the river.
Therefore, Li Jin told Li Zhuzi a few days ago that if he wanted to take his husband to a temple fair in the town for the Mid-Autumn Festival, could he leave the buns at his house for a night.
There are three children in Li Zhuzi's family, the youngest is only a few months older than Baozi, so it is more convenient to take care of them together.
Both Li Zhuzi and his daughter-in-law agreed.
Since Li Jin was in the medical clinic, he occasionally helped the couple to recuperate their bodies. Li Zhuzi's daughter-in-law was originally a little bad after giving birth to the third child, but recently she has gradually recuperated.
Therefore, when Li Jin asked them for help with something, they naturally would not refuse.
Li Jin knew that it might be a little irresponsible for him to do so, but he had no elders in his family, so Qin Muwen was alone in taking care of the children.
He had told himself many times that in modern times, a boy of Qin Muwen's age could be considered sensible if he could wash his socks by himself, unlike him doing so much work all day.
Therefore, Li Jin also wanted to take advantage of this time to take him out to play.
Li Jin also told the shopkeeper that he was going to let the boy stay in the hospital hall for an afternoon. The shopkeeper said, "Of course, I will let my daughter-in-law cook some red jujube porridge, lest he find it boring."
Li Jin hurriedly said, "I'm so embarrassed to trouble you."
The shopkeeper said, "Your husband finally came here once, so don't refuse this."
In the end, Li Jin could only thank him.
On the afternoon of August 14, after Li Jin returned home, he first went to water the vegetable field.
Seeing that my own cucumbers are already palm-length long and watery, they can be picked and eaten after another ten days.
During dinner, Qin Muwen listened to his description, his eyes were sparkling, and the small dimples on the corners of his lips pursed.
He said, "I really want to eat it."
Li Jin was suddenly silent. He felt that his thoughts were a little off track. It was obvious that the young man was talking about cucumbers in the field.
Li Jin decided to change the topic. He said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is a temple fair in the town. Have you ever visited a temple fair before?"
Under Li Jin's gaze, Qin Muwen slowly shook his head.
"I heard from my brothers before that there is a temple fair. Apart from my brothers, only my elder sister can go to the temple fair and set off lanterns."
Li Jin asked, "Then what do you usually do on Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Qin Muwen said: "To make moon cakes, there are bean paste fillings, egg yolk fillings, and... five kernels fillings."
Seeing his final expression, Li Jin knew that he didn't like Wuren stuffing.
He said: "I also don't like to eat Wuren stuffing."
Qin Muwen quickly nodded in agreement, he said, "A Jin, do you like egg yolk or bean paste stuffing, I'll make it tomorrow."
Now that everything in the house is complete, he can make it.
Li Jin looked at his cheeks that had recently grown a little fleshy, and reached out to pinch them.
Soft, as soft as his character, well-behaved makes people feel distressed.
Li Jin said: "The moon cake thing is put aside for now, and now we will talk about another thing."
He paused and said in a serious tone, "Qin Muwen, go to the town with me tomorrow for temple fairs and lanterns, can you agree?"
The author has something to say: The [note] in the text is a quote from Baidu.