Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 68 Provincial Examination
  After eating another meal for most of the afternoon, Zhao Wangshu couldn't hold on, covered his mouth with a fan, and burped.

Zhao Yin frowned, "The food in the mansion doesn't taste good?"

"Big pot rice and small pot dishes are the most delicious." Zhao Wangshu sighed.

Mrs. Zhao is old, and the food she eats is not to the taste of the girls.

When the girls dine alone, the kitchen often cooks a large pot of food and distributes it to them to save trouble. Who knows that they are not serious masters of the mansion.

"No wonder you've lost so much weight. Yue'er, when my eldest brother reaches high school, he will be sent to work as an official. I will go to the mansion to pick you up." Zhao Yin said seriously.

Zhao Wangshu nodded vigorously, "I believe that the eldest brother will definitely be able to go to high school, but don't be too stressed. I'm fine in the mansion, and I can still come out every five days to have my teeth shaved."

"No matter what, don't wrong yourself." Zhao Yin warned.

"I know." Zhao Wangshu stood up, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"Brother gives it to you."

"There's no need to send him away. I know how to get back. You go back and take a look." Zhao Wangshu paused and said, "Brother, where do you live now?"

"Guizhi Lane, grandma bought a small courtyard there a long time ago." Zhao Yin smiled, "I will take you to see it another day."

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu responded crisply.

Zhao Yin was not Yun Hao. He sent his sister to the west corner gate of the mansion so that the gatekeeper could see her.

It's just that he didn't come to the mansion many times, and the disciples didn't recognize him. The next day, Mrs. Zhao asked Zhao Wangshu, "Who sent you back yesterday?"

"My eldest brother Zhao Yin."

"Is it Brother Yin?" Mrs. Zhao didn't believe it.

"When my eldest brother Qiu Wei comes, let him come and show it to the disciples. The old lady will know that I didn't lie." Zhao Wangshu said calmly.

Mrs. Zhao's expression froze and she made amends, "I'm also concerned about you because I'm afraid that you are young and ignorant and will be deceived."

"Thank you, old lady, for your kindness." Zhao Wangshu bowed slightly.

"Since I have taken you in to educate you, I will treat you as my own granddaughter. If you do well, I will be proud of you."

"Wang Shu knows the old lady's thoughts. Thank you very much for thinking about us." Zhao Wangshu dealt with her in an arrogant manner.

Mrs. Zhao stared at her for a long time and said, "If you don't want to delay your study, go back to the courtyard."

Zhao Wangshu bowed and left, and returned to the courtyard. Before Mr. Mo came, Zhao Jiahua came over and asked, "What did the old lady leave you?"

"Ask me about eldest brother." Zhao Wangshu said.

"Is your eldest brother going to die this year?"

"Yes, does your father still take the exam?"

Zhao Jiahua sneered, "He wants to get an official position, but he can't do it without taking the exam."

"I hope he can pass the exam this time."

"I accept your good words."

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "You're welcome."

At this time, Mr. Lu came in. After everyone sat down quietly, he said: "Today we are talking about poetry and painting. Mr. Dongpo once said, "When you taste the poems of Mojie, there are paintings in the poems; when you look at the paintings of Mojie, there are poems in the paintings."

"One of Mr. Mo Jie's poems says, 'White water is bright outside the fields, and green peaks emerge from the mountains.' This poem is not about the south of the Yangtze River, but it is like the south of the Yangtze River. After the new rain, you can see thousands of layers of green in the fields; the fields are azure and green; far away The water everywhere is as bright as silver.”

"In Mr. Lotte's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River", "The flowers on the river are as red as people at sunrise, and the river is as green as blue when spring comes." Have you never forgotten it after reading it? This is how Mr. Lotte wrote about the river scenery in spring so beautifully, bright and picturesque."

After Mr. Lu's long speech, he gave everyone a poem and asked everyone to write the meaning of the poem.

This poem is Du Zimei's "Quatrains": Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu. “We don’t take part in the imperial examination, so what’s the use of writing this?” Zhao Yuxiu pouted.

Zhao Shuhui sighed and said: "The teacher asked me to write it. Do you dare not to write it? Do you want to get punished again?"

"Okay, okay, write, write, write." Zhao Yuxiu was so annoyed that she really scratched her head.

Zhao Wangshu vaguely remembered seeing a review of this poem in a book called "Poetry Appreciation". After thinking about it for a long time, he was still embarrassed to plagiarize it.

"Orange fragrance, inkstone." Zhao Wangshu sat on a chair and thought for a while before starting to write.

This is a poem that describes the beauty of spring. The cheerful chirping of orioles and the soaring egrets all express the vitality and vitality of spring. They use movement to contrast stillness, describing the tranquility and beauty of spring.

The last two sentences depict a magnificent spring landscape painting
  The poem has appropriate movement and stillness, bright colors and profound artistic conception.
  Once it's written, hand it to Mr. Lu the next day, and that's it.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Zhao Cui came to pick her up. The reason she told Mrs. Zhao was: "Her father and brother will be attending the school tomorrow, and the whole family will go to take the exam together."

There was no reason to refuse, and Mrs. Zhao couldn't force anyone to stay, so she just had to be a good person and do it to the end, "Jiahua, your father is going to die too. You should go home first, take the exam tomorrow, and come back after the provincial exam is over. "

Although Zhao Jiahua felt that her father might not be able to pass the exam, it was good to be able to go home. He thanked Mrs. Zhao and returned home with Liu Shuqing.

The yard that Zhao Wangshu's family bought in Guizhi Lane is a small and exquisite yard. There are several green bamboos planted in the patio and osmanthus trees planted in the corners.

In August, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus fills the courtyard.

It's a bit crowded for a family of five and their servants to live in. Fortunately, this is only a temporary residence.

"Father, mother, brother, I'm back!" Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"I've lost weight, I've lost weight." This is Mrs. Zhao Li.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." This is Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Yin was reading a book casually, "Is the old lady of the mansion willing to let you back?"

"Grandma went to pick me up, how dare she not let me go?" Zhao Wangshu said proudly.

"That's right." Zhao Yin smiled and reached out to rub her head.

The family had a simple dinner, and Mrs. Zhao Li checked the cage again before going to bed with peace of mind.

After sleeping for two hours, the family got up and rushed to Gongyuan.

The street in front of Gongyuan was brightly lit, and many candidates and family members who were taking the exam had gathered outside the door. The discipline army was maintaining order.

Both the Zhao family father and son took a deep breath and looked up at the towering gate of Gongyuan. Zhao Cheng patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous."

"Dad, I'm not nervous." Zhao Yin pursed his lower lip, "Dad, don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous. I've passed the exam twice, so there's nothing to be nervous about." Zhao Cheng said firmly.

"You're not nervous, why are you trembling?" Mrs. Zhao Cui slapped him hard on the back.

Zhao Cheng smiled awkwardly and did not answer his mother's words.

At this time, the gate of Gongyuan slowly opened, and candidates began to line up to enter.

The Zhao family father and son followed the flow of people. The rules of the rural examination were strict. After many inspections, the father and son stepped through the dragon gate, held lanterns, and found their rooms.

It is already August and the weather is not very hot.

After checking the surrounding environment, Zhao Cheng was thankful, "Finally, it's not a bad name this time."

The last time, he was sitting next to the smelly number. The smell was so bad, and he also encountered two candidates who had diarrhea, so it was inevitable that he would fail.

(End of this chapter)