I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 28
At night, after reading "University Chapters", Zhan Feiyu took out a pen and paper and began to write silently, on the one hand to deepen his memory, on the other hand to practice calligraphy.

Although the imperial examination is not limited to fonts, there have been some candidates who answered the questions in cursive a few years ago. This is like writing an essay in classical Chinese in the modern college entrance examination. It may win the favor of the examiners, but Zhan Feiyu does not plan to take risks. What she is copying now is the Duobao Pagoda monument.

Light grinding, heavy licking... Zhan Feiyu hangs his wrist, and neat lines appear on the jute paper. The fonts are black, dense, square, and tight. Standard, neat and beautiful, it is the most suitable for the imperial examination.

Time passed little by little, and the Zhan family rested early. Although Zhan Dalang, the only scholar, was still in the study, he was reading the book "The Analects of Confucius" with relish, but if he looked closely, he knew that it was just a bag. The book cover of "The Analects of Confucius".

After his wrist became sore, Zhan Feiyu put down his pen and rested for a while, and after silently reciting the "Analects of Confucius", he picked up Zhu Xi's "The Analects of Confucius" and began to recite it.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the hour, and Zhan Feiyu was usually going to sleep at this time, but at this time, the courtyard door of Zhan's house was gently pulled open, and it creaked as if it had been moved by the wind.

After entering October, the weather turned cold, and Zhan Feiyu walked quickly towards the forest behind the village with his short legs.

"Fat girl is here." Looking at the chubby little figure through the moonlight, Chongguang couldn't help laughing.

Not to mention that there will be wild beasts in the forest, but only in the evening did he personally kill Yumian Langjun, and he dared to come out alone at night. Could it be that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?

Yin Wuyan didn't speak, but walked down the mountain.

Chongguang just wanted to join in the fun with the past, when a cold gaze swept across, Chongguang froze in place, watching Yin Wuyan walk to the ridge, and Zhan Feiyu also stopped.

Zhan Feiyu rubbed his cold little paws, and he really suffered when he came out at night, but compared with Xiaoming, it was nothing!
"Big brother, I'm here." He raised his head, blinked his big eyes, and smiled very flatteringly. Zhan Feiyu took out the attitude of facing Party A's father in his previous life.

"Have you read The Analects?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, Yin Wuyan looked at the little girl with only his own legs, this flattering and flattering appearance, if it was placed on other people, Yin Wuyan would not even glance at it.

But Zhan Feiyu got the light of this chubby face, or maybe it was because her eyes were too clear and clean.

Seeing Yin Wuyan who instantly changed from Party A's father to the dean, Zhan Feiyu immediately took the attitude of a good student, "Yes."

"Youzi said: He is also a filial brother, and he likes to commit wrongdoing. What's the point?" Yin Wuyan looked at Zhan Feiyu, he was three or four years too late for his enlightenment at the age of seven, but it was already less than two months after he entered the private school. When I started to read the "Four Books", this talent far surpassed that of the children of the aristocratic family.

Could it be that the big brother sees his talent and plans to cultivate himself?Zhan Feiyu glanced at Yin Wuyan, whose face was stern, and his scalp tingled.

Zhan Feiyu is very aware of how much he weighs and how much he weighs. Now he looks like a child prodigy at a young age, but after ten or eight years, he will be gone!Can you save your life by then?

Let's go through this stage first, Zhan Feiyu retracted his thoughts, and a clear childish voice sounded, "This sentence is to say that a person is filial to his parents, respects his elder brother, but likes to offend someone in a higher position, this kind of person is rare. There is no such person who does not like to commit crimes but likes to make troubles. A gentleman is committed to the fundamentals in his actions, and when he establishes the fundamentals, the Dao will be born. Filial piety is the foundation of the Dao of benevolence!”

Chongguang stretched his neck and peeked, the smile on his handsome face was very ambiguous, the seventh master seemed to be having a tryst with "Little Qingmei", but when he heard that sentence of the conversation, Chongguang's expression was cracked, and he felt inexplicable pain in the palm of his hand. .

Back then, the words were too ugly, and it was ten-proof; the endorsement was not fluent, and it was ten-proof; the nonsense of strategy and theory was unreasonable.

Unlike academic scum like Chongguang, Zhan Feiyu, a "pseudo-student tyrant", can still survive.

After some answering, Zhan Feiyu couldn't help but show a small expression of satisfaction, feeling the satisfied look in Yin Wuyan's eyes, she can still hang up all her classmates under the age of seven!
"Have you met Mr. Jade Mian?" The topic suddenly changed, looking at Zhan Feiyu's small expression froze, the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning, Yin Wuyan's eyes flashed with a faint smile. Pass.

Why was it just a school drama turned into a criminal investigation drama!Zhan Feiyu's heart hung up again, and she would never dare to lie, although she secretly mocked Yin Wuyan for being a drake voice, but in modern times, she is just an angry young high school student!
But looking at his young and cold handsome face, especially those indifferent phoenix eyes that exude murderous and bloody phoenix eyes, Zhan Feiyu is cowardly, no matter, whether it is rebirth or invisible golden finger, even if she is killed, she will not say .

"The person who shocked Zeng's carriage on South Street before was a lame beggar. At that time, he pushed my mother. I thought it was an accident." Zhan Feiyu didn't remember what was wrong until he saw Hou Fei.

The lame beggar fled in the anger of the public, and in a panic, he threw the crutches down, and was picked up by the money-loving aunt with a pockmarked face. Only then did Zhan Feiyu remember that the crutches looked dirty, but the feet of the crutches were not worn. This shows that the crutches are not used much, and his lame leg is fake.

(End of this chapter)