"Why do you need to test arithmetic? Or three?"
"It's over, I can't compete for this position. When I took the Xiucai exam five years ago, there were only two arithmetic questions, and I even guessed it. Later, I focused on strategy theory..."
"Brother Wu's accomplishments in policy theory, I admire very much. I can only follow the fate of this teaching assistant position."
When Li Jin saw someone calling the person who he felt quite familiar as 'Brother Wu', he paused, and finally remembered why he felt like he had known him.
The faces of this Brother Wu and Doctor Wu of Xinglintang are simply carved out by a grinder!
In August last year, Dr. Wu also asked Li Jin to sit in Xinglintang instead of him, because his child was going to take the exam and he had to follow him to take care of him.
Now, it seems that this well-written strategy writer Wu Xiucai is probably the child of Dr. Wu.
Probably because the discussion among the scholars was a bit loud, the teacher cleared his throat and said, "Quiet."
Everyone quickly calmed down, and the teaching decree continued, "The academy's 'Jing Lun' department and 'Ritual and Right' department have exclusive teaching assistants. This time, in response to His Majesty's call, a new 'Study of Mathematics' department has been opened. Therefore, this time The teaching assistant is also hired for the Department of Mathematics, so it is natural to examine mathematics.”
Sure enough, no one murmured anymore.
Today, the prefect is here, and it is precisely for the matter of the Department of Mathematics.
As the head of a government, he not only has to manage the folk customs in the government, but also the style of writing.
The upper and the lower are effective, the emperor respects applied arithmetic, then they have to implement this policy.
Ningxing Academy is famous far and near, and its fame is not limited to Fucheng, but has even extended to the whole province.
Half of the talented people in it are not from this city, but from other nearby cities.
After all, this step in the examination of talents is called the Township Exam, and because it is held in August, it is also called the Qiu Wei. This is not limited to candidates in the city, but extends to the entire province.
At the same time, the state will also establish Gongyuan in the places where the literary style of each province is more prosperous, as the examination room for the township examination.
Some provincial capitals do not build Gongyuan because of their remote location and inconvenient transportation. Scholars from those provinces need to go to the Gongyuan in the nearest province to take the exam. Compete with candidates from that province for a place in the juan.
Therefore, if you want to stand out in the rural examination, you must at least compete with all the talents in the province.
All of the teachings of Ningxing Academy are from Juren, and they are well-known. This is why this academy has scholars from various states.
When all the talents came out, Li Jin was still standing there.
The teaching saw him and asked, "Do you still have any questions about this?"
Li Jin gave a student salute to the teaching and said loudly: "I dare to ask the master, the Department of Mathematics is mainly studying difficult problems, or is it to combine existing knowledge with farming, mulberry, shipbuilding, etc.?"
If he is only devoted to studying mathematical problems, such as using functions to prove various conjectures of predecessors, Li Jin feels that this is not suitable for him.
His mathematical thinking has not progressed to that point, and the reason why he can now show his prominence in the imperial examination is that the content of the examination is relatively basic.
Li Jin thought that if he was divided according to the grades of his previous life, he would be at the undergraduate level at most in mathematics.
But to really study ancient math problems, you have to be at least at the graduate or doctoral level.
Jiao Yu's eyes lit up when he heard Li Jin's question. He originally thought that this person was going to ask about the scope of the exam, so he could only answer without comment.
But Li Jin's question was actually something that the prefect and the mountain chief had discussed for a long time in the morning.
The teaching said: "The arithmetic department of our academy mainly studies the latter, and as for the former, there are special experts in the capital who will study it carefully. "
Li Jin replied: "Thank you for the teaching, and the students are also more interested in applied arithmetic."
After Li Jin went out, he saw Chen Xiran standing at the door. He said, "A Jin, come quickly, I'll take you to eat the beggar chicken from the academy! It's gone if you go late!"
This beggar chicken is really good. It is said that the chef used to be from Jiangnan, so he can make beggar chicken with such an authentic taste.
After Li Jin finished eating, seeing that the sky was still bright, he planned to take another look at the layout of the academy.
But Chen Xiran told him to go home quickly. The academy was on the mountain in the outer city, and it would take about half an hour to walk back to the inner city.
"It's not too late for you to come to class tomorrow. There is a curfew in the inner city, so be careful."
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
When Li Jin went back, it was still light, walking through the deserted outer courtyard and under the hanging flower door, he could see Qin Muwen busy in the small kitchen.
He bought some bacon yesterday and distributed six sticks to each of the left and right households, in order to build a good neighborhood relationship. The remaining seven or eight are fried and eaten at home.
As soon as Qin Muwen put out the dishes, he looked up and saw Li Jin, "A Jin, you're back!"
Li Jin took the dish from him and said, "Well, you went out and bought tomatoes?"
Qin Muwen shook his head: "It's all from the neighbors, as well as eggs and rice."
Dinner is fried green bamboo shoots with bacon, tomato scrambled eggs and two bowls of porridge.
After all, Fucheng is a new environment. Li Jin has to go to school tomorrow. He asked Qin Muwen if he is afraid of being at home alone.
Qin Muwen said, "Don't be afraid. The next door surnamed Zhao also has a brother who is about the same age as me. He came to talk to me today."
"That's fine, Wenwen can make more friends."
Qin Muwen smiled and nodded: "Well, Zhao Shuang is only one year younger than me, and he knows a lot of things in the city."
Li Jin said, "I've been wronged for a while. Seven days later, I passed the teaching assistant exam and took you and Xiao Baozi out for an outing."
Since the case table and the bookshelf were not ready, Li Jin could only sort out the "Four Books" and "Five Classics" that he had copied, and endorsed him with a small bun at night.
Little Bun: "Yah!"
Li Jin grabbed his wiggly hand and continued to carry it on his back.
Little Bun: "嗲嗲!" He withdrew his hand and covered Li Jin's mouth, expressing that he didn't want to listen.
Qin Muwen couldn't help laughing: "Bun is so young and doesn't like to study."
Li Jin raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Isn't this following his father?"
When it comes to studying, Qin Muwen is also embarrassed: "There are so many explanations for a sentence in the book, it's hard to understand."
Li Jin thought, this is how he learned to find reasons for himself.
Seeing this, Li Jin didn't speak, because the little bun was going to feed him, so he could only coax the little bun first.
After a while, Qin Muwen's tone was rather worried: "Little Bun doesn't like to study, what should I do?"
Li Jin finally grabbed Xiao Baozi's messy hand and stuffed it into his hair to play with.
He smiled and said, "You can make your mark in all walks of life, but you don't have to study. Besides, he is still so young, and he can't say what he really likes in the future."
Qin Muwen thought for a while: "Yes, I can teach Xiaobao to play the piano in the future."
Li Jin said, "What musical instrument does Wenwen play? Zheng, Konghou or Pipa?"
"Zheng, but I haven't practiced for a long time."
"It's nothing, it must be more than enough to teach the little buns."
While the two were talking, the little bun broke out of the swaddling clothes again, and this time he was going to feed his father.
Li Jin was not used to the little bun at this point, so he took him to wash his hands, and then forced him to sleep.
That night, Li Jin didn't bully Qin Muwen, but just hugged him to sleep together.
Qin Muwen drank a glass of water at night and wanted to go to the toilet in the morning, but found that he had an arm stretched out in front of his lower abdomen.
He silently held his arm to compare with Li Jin's. In the early years, the two were about the same size, but now Li Jin has gradually grown into a real man.
As for himself, because of his brother, he doesn't grow hair very much, and his body can only maintain the shape of a teenager.
This difference was more obvious to Qin Muwen when the two of them did it. That is, when Li Jin can easily pick him up and lift his legs to enter, he has no ability to resist.
Qin Muwen put aside the picture in his mind and wanted to lift Li Jin's arm, but found that he couldn't lift it.
It was not until Li Jin's light laughter came from the top of his head that he realized that Li Jin had woken up early.
"Ajin."
"Okay, stop teasing you, let's go."
With that said, Li Jin got up and started getting dressed. Today is his first time going to the academy, but he must not be late.
Li Jin packed himself up, and Qin Muwen prepared breakfast over there.
The egg pancake is wrapped in shredded potatoes and topped with a layer of chili oil, which is appetizing and delicious.
Qin Muwen had never cooked such a breakfast before.
He looked at Li Jin's expression and said, "Is it delicious? Last time A Jin went out and brought back egg cakes, I will learn to make them like a cat paints a tiger."
Li Jin said, "It's better than the one I bought last time."
This is not an exaggeration, the cooking skills of teenagers can definitely be called excellent.
Although they are all simple home-cooked dishes, what he can cook is more in line with Li Jin's appetite.
Then Li Jin told Xiao Baozi that Daddy went to the academy.
The little bun put his arms around his neck and incense on his face: "嗲嗲."
Qin Muwen smiled and said that this little brat is really clever.
Immediately afterwards, the clever little boy also kissed his father, and the family of three was happy.
When going to the academy for class, Li Jin followed the local customs and carried a bamboo basket, which contained pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a boiled egg.
Qin Muwen carried the little bun to the door, and Li Jin said, "It's cold outside, go back to the house."
"it is good."
The door to the house slowly closed, and Li Jin just lifted his foot and walked out.
After walking a few steps, the door of the Zhao family next door suddenly opened, and a slightly thin figure came out from the inside, with a thin waist and a grip.
You don't need to look at the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows to know that he is a brother.
Li Jin knew that this was the family with the surname Zhao, but he only knew the men from this family. Brother, he was a foreigner, so it was inconvenient to say hello.
So he didn't stop, just walked forward.
The others were tall and long-legged, and in a short while they walked to the main street, completely ignoring the people behind them.
After going to the academy, Li Jin realized that the academy was also divided into classes.
All the students are divided into classes according to the ranking of the prefectural examination. There are 22 students in Class A, called Class A.
There are more than 100 students in the second class, and they are divided into three classes according to their rank, namely B, C, and D.
Chen Xiran was in Class C, and it was far away from the lecture hall where Li Jin was in Class A, even if the distance was far, there was a Confucian Temple in the middle.
In the words of Chen Xiran, the two are like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and they have to rely on the Magpie Bridge to meet.
Li Jin turned around and left, Chen Xiran said, "Don't tell me, I know you and your husband and wife are deeply in love, okay, I'll be the cow..."
Li Jin said: "You only have half a stick of incense left, otherwise you will be late and beat the board."
Chen Xiran ran away. The academy's lecturer was even more selfless than Mr. Song. Not only did he fight, but he was also unequivocal.
The author has something to say: [Zhao Shuang: ? ? ? Why doesn't he look at me? ? My waist is so thin!]