The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 4 The Knowledge of the Lady

The night passes, the sun rises, and it's a new day.

The lady said that some tender tofu cooked in the boiled buns tasted good, so Pei Zhiqi went out early in the morning to make tofu in the village.

So Li Xiaodao, who was still busy in the kitchen, was thinking about what happened last night while making noodles.

reasoning.

If Pei's father and mother knew something and refused to let Xianggong go to the provincial capital, then it was impossible to encounter robbers by accident, and it must be the enemy chasing him.

But Xianggong grew up in Baima Village, so what enemies could he have?

Is it the enemy of the parents?
In fact, it is the fastest way to ask Pei's father and mother directly, but in the eyes of the other party, I am a young girl who just married in the town who doesn't know anything. arouse unnecessary suspicion.

The husband is his own son, and he hasn't said anything for several years. Can he tell himself such a daughter-in-law who has just entered the house for two days?
Helpless, this matter can only wait for the opportunity.

The matter could only be ended in a hurry before something came up, but at this time the noodles had just been reconciled, Li Xiaodao formed the dough into a ball, covered it with a basin, nested it for a while, and then she went to wash and cut vegetables to do other things .

When Pei Zhiqi came back with the tofu, Li Xiaodao had already cut and washed the other vegetables.

After the preparation is ready, pancakes are made first. There is no yeast in the pancakes, commonly known as dead flour pancakes. Pancakes are baked until they are half-cooked, and then set aside and cut into small cubes the size of fingernails.

Then heat the oil in the pan, pour the peeled and diced tomatoes, shallots, ginger and other condiments into the oil and stir-fry over low heat to make tomato sauce soup. There must be more tomatoes. If it is too thick, you can add some water. , and then put spices, salt and other condiments.The tofu is then poured into the savory tomato sauce soup and cooked.

Next, add water directly into the fried tomato tofu sauce soup. The amount of water depends on how many bowls of rice you want to make. Cover the pot and bring to a boil.

After the pot is opened, you can see the hot red miso soup with tender tofu floating in it. In fact, it would be better to add some mushrooms when cooking. It would be perfect to add sweet potato vermicelli to the soup, but the current conditions do not allow it.

Go ahead, pour the cut buns into the soup and cook for a while. At this time, you can add salt, soy sauce and other seasonings, and then cut some green vegetable leaves and throw them into the pot. The red soup reflects the green leaves, which is very beautiful and delicious.

The last bowls were filled out and placed hot on the table. Pei's father, Pei's mother, and the young couple, a family of four gathered around the table, each eating a bowl, sweating profusely from eating.

"I finally understand why this boiled bun is a northern food. Eating this in autumn here is like eating hot pot in the courtyard in the northern summer," Li Xiaodao said while wiping his sweat.

Unexpectedly, these words made Pei's father, mother, and Xianggong laugh. For a while, the table was filled with joy and a family atmosphere.

Tomato soup does have a unique deliciousness. Although this meal is a bit hot for a small seaside village, it is hearty and enjoyable.

Pei Zhiqi felt that the lady was like this bowl of hot soup, breaking the silence and making the whole family warm.

While wiping his sweat, he smiled and said, "It will be just right to eat this in winter."

There is not even a mouthful of soup left in a pot of tomato and persimmon boiled buns.

After cleaning up the pots and pans, Li Xiaodao lay down for a lunch break, and when she woke up, the room was quiet again.

She walked out of the bedroom and saw Xianggong reading at his desk in the study.

The original plan was for the two of them to buy gifts for tomorrow's return home together this afternoon, but yesterday, Pei's father and mother had already prepared and brought them over, so this afternoon was a little easier, and there was no need to rush out.

Li Xiaodao also entered the study, she wanted to find some novels to amuse her boredom, but found that there was not a single novel on Xianggong's bookshelf.

"The teacher said that reading those books is not beneficial, so I didn't buy them. If the lady likes them, I will go to the town tomorrow. After returning home, we will go to the bookstore and buy a few books."

"Okay! It just so happens that I guess Xianggong will not be able to help but want to leave after staying at my house for a long time."

"Ah? Why?" Pei Zhiqi wondered.

Li Xiaodao returned him a mysterious smile: "You will know tomorrow."

Baima Village is very close to Jinsha Town, where Li Xiaodao's natal family is located. It takes less than half an hour to walk. This is why Li Xiaodao can meet Pei Zhiqi when he goes to the river, so don't worry about the time-consuming round trip. Walking by foot, Li Xiaodao suddenly felt that the three bowls of rice he ate were not bad, and the calories would be consumed tomorrow, and he would not gain weight.

Li Xiaodao had no choice but to take a history book from the bookshelf. Compared with the Four Books and Five Classics, the history books can barely be read.

By the way, let's learn about the historical stories of this famous dynasty.

Traditional Chinese characters are so wonderful. If it is written, Li Xiaodao may not be able to write it, but there are not many obstacles in reading it.

It's just that classical Chinese is hard to read after all, and Li Xiaodao has only read a few thousand words in the past.

Suddenly Pei Zhiqi seemed to think of something, took out a thick stack of papers and put it in front of Li Xiaodao: "My lady said she wanted to read the papers, that's all."

"Oh... well, there are so many, it may take me a while to finish."

Pei Zhiqi smiled and said, "Don't worry, take your time, my lady."

So Li Xiaodao put down the history books in his hand and began to read the examination papers.

Although the quotations in the article may not be clear where they come from, the quotations are also for the purpose of expressing meaning. If you don’t understand, you can ask Mr. Xianggong for advice; Peep some eyebrows from it.

"But after reading it, my opinion can only be used as a reference. If Xianggong really wants to take the Juren examination, he should go to the provincial capital to find a famous teacher. A good teacher must not only be able to teach the classics and righteous articles of Xianggong, but also teach Xianggong has something other than classics and articles," Li Xiaodao said while flipping through the paper.

"Something other than scriptures?"

Li Xiaodao nodded.

The ancient imperial examinations are not like the current college entrance examinations. In the current college entrance examinations, the proportion of essays graded by teachers’ subjective opinions is also important, but not all. More questions have unique answers. However, in ancient imperial examinations, who is not In the middle school, the right to judge is often in the hands of a few examiners, which means that whether it is right or not depends entirely on the subjective wishes of the examiners.

"Xianggong examines Juren. Every time there is an examiner, assistant examiner, etc., there are only a few people around. It depends on these few people to decide who wins and who doesn't, but there is no uniform standard for the answer. It all depends on the personal wishes of the examiners. ;A good teacher should at least know who the chief examiner was, who the assistant examiners were, how they usually behave, whether they are good or evil, or a mixture of good and evil, what they like, what they worry about, and what they hate , if you don’t understand these things, and you happen to touch the thunder when answering the question, even if you are talented, you will have a hard time getting a chance.”

Pei Zhiqi was amazed, this was a theory he had never heard before, and it made a lot of sense.I didn't expect the lady to have such insights. Is this really the insight that a person raised in a boudoir can have?

(End of this chapter)