Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

While talking, he stamped his feet and shouted: "Old Juren, Mr. Wu, to tell you the truth. I, Su Mu, have no home to return to now, so I have to take the imperial examination. No face to see Jiang Dong's elders. You are also a senior scholar, so you naturally know the significance of the imperial examination to a scholar. You scold your mother day and night, how can Su Mu study for homework? I respect you as an elder, and I can't talk back. Still Please behave!"

This is the first time Xiaodie has seen Su Mu become so angry. She saw her young master standing in the small courtyard, a face with sharp edges and corners was already distorted in the night light. Some scared.

He didn't dare to speak any more, hurriedly got out the small table and small chairs, lit the oil lamp, and went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea for Sumu to refresh himself.

As soon as a grass handle was lit and placed at the mouth of the stove, there was the sound of sumu grinding ink outside.

Looking around, a green shirt with big sleeves fluttering in the breeze.

A single light was like a bean, and the whole small courtyard was faintly dim.

To be honest, the effect of reviewing homework at dawn is really good, and it is so cool.

Probably also frightened by Su Mu's sudden outburst, Wu Juren remained silent.

Without the scolding from the old Juren, and after venting the grievances in his chest, Su Mu was in a good condition, and soon finished writing an edict, looking back, he was very satisfied.The so-called edict is also an order written by the emperor himself, also called hand edict

The imperial edicts issued through official channels need to be published in the residence newspaper, and the advertisements are different across the country.Imperial edicts are only kept on file, but not published, and are usually not used on formal occasions.

After finishing writing, Su Mu moved his already hot hands, and began to write stereotyped essays according to the title of the collection of essays.As for Ce Wen, I still can't figure out the rules, and it's useless to think hard, so I put it aside and talk to Sun Chen and the others later.

The eight-part essay is the most important thing in the imperial examination. Although it has passed the test, it still needs to write two or three essays every day so that it will not be wasted.

As I was writing, my eyes gradually opened up, and a new day began again.Today's weather is good, it turned out to be a rare cloudy day, the wind is also cool, and there is a faint breath of autumn.

If it continues to be so hot, will Qiu Wei still be called Qiu Wei?

It was a good morning, the weather was cool, and I was able to write freely.

After lunch, it is the time when a person is most depressed.Not to mention that Su Mu hadn't slept fully for a day and two nights, even the two Xiaodie were sleepy, sitting next to Su Mu, their little heads kept knocking, they looked very cute.

As a modern person, Su Mu takes a nap for half an hour every afternoon, which has become a habit of his life.As Su Mu's personal servant girl, she also naturally contracted this bad habit.

Seeing that the little girl couldn't stand it any longer, Su Mu patted her on the head: "Go to sleep for a while, then you can peck the rice with me, carefully draw two beards on your face with a pen."

Seeing the writing brush in Su Mu's hand, Xiaodie muttered, staggered and walked towards the house: "Master, you should also stare for a while!" After being scolded by Wu Juren for two nights, she didn't sleep well.

"Wait, there are still two sentences left to finish, wait until we finish." Su Mu buried him.

Today, because there was no Zhu Houzhao's brat in the yard, Wu Juren scolded him all night and fell asleep. It was surprisingly quiet.

As Su Mu wrote, his eyes became blurred, as if there were two weights hanging from his eyelids, and for some reason, his body gradually softened, and he fell asleep on the table.

In his sleep, he had a strange dream. He dreamed that he was sitting in the examination room of the college entrance examination, surrounded by candidates who were writing and ridiculing.

Today's exam topic turned out to be mathematics, which was also the subject he was most afraid of.

I looked closely, but I couldn't make a single one.Not only that, but I can't even understand the title.

"Oops, I'm going to hand in a blank paper!" Su Mu was startled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

Then, a thought popped up in my mind like a flash: No, the college entrance examination was more than ten years ago, why am I still in the examination room.Besides, didn't I travel to the Ming Dynasty? How could it be... Yes, this is a dream. This dream has been going on for so many years since the end of the college entrance examination, and I will do it several times from time to time.

Thinking of this, Su Mu immediately came to his senses, looked up, and saw a beautiful woman in ancient costume standing straight in front of her, wearing a white dress, silently in the dark small courtyard.

Su Mu was startled immediately, jumped up suddenly, and almost blurted out "Ghost!"

Fortunately, in an instant, Su Mu recognized that this person was Miss Wu, and only then did he realize that he was still in the Ming Dynasty, not in the college entrance examination room in modern society.

But a heart was still beating incessantly, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"I've met Mr. Su." Miss Wu's voice was still soft and soft. If she didn't concentrate, she couldn't hear clearly: "Young master seems to be very afraid of seeing me. Excuse me."

Only then did Su Mu regain his composure and looked over. Miss Wu lowered her head, but her almond eyes were swollen badly. It was obvious that she cried like this after two days of crying.

He was also wondering, this Miss Wu is a lady, she usually doesn't meet strangers except her family members, why did she take the initiative to come to see me today?

However, Su Mu had just woken up from a nightmare, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't think of so much.Besides, as a modern person, I don't pay much attention to etiquette and the defense of men and women.In his opinion, Miss Wu is just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.At this age in the Ming Dynasty, maybe my son can make soy sauce.But in later generations, she was just a high school girl.

Su Mu was a quasi-uncle in his previous life, and he felt that there was already a generation gap between himself and such a little girl.

When interacting with them, Su Mu's attitude was also very casual, so he smiled and said, "I had a dream just now, and I was frightened, and it frightened Miss, don't blame me."

Seeing Su Mu sweating profusely, Miss Wu smiled slightly, stretched out her slender white hand to cover her small mouth: "What did Su Gong dream about?"

Su Mu: "Just now I dreamed that I was in the examination room, but I couldn't write a word. Not only that, I didn't even understand the questions, but I was scared to death."

Ms. Wu put away her smile and said consolingly: "This is actually a common thing. As long as anyone who has been in the examination room is not frightened to have nightmares, this is a common thing, and you don't have to worry about it. I heard that even Jinshi and the first It is inevitable that you will be frightened in your dreams. It will be the provincial examination soon, if the young master is affected by this, it will not be beautiful." She comforted Su Mu.

Su Mu: "Thank you, Miss, for your explanation." Actually, he wasn't too worried, let alone Su Mu in this dream.Colleagues who used to work together often do it too.It can be seen that the pressure of the college entrance examination is so great for a person, it has become a psychological shadow for everyone.

"Dad has taken so many exams in a row, and his name has fallen to Sun Shan. When it comes to the days of autumn and spring, he will wake up in the middle of the night screaming. Therefore, every year when autumn comes, my father will turn day and night upside down. At night, when he thinks of I feel bored about the imperial examination, so I will swear at others. I have disturbed you these few days." When talking about her father, Ms. Wu looked a little sad.

"Miss Wu..." In Su Mu's mind, it seemed that Wu Juren was jet-lagged these days.Once this person's day and night are turned upside down, endocrine disorders, and most likely in a bad mood, plus his daughter secretly revised my manuscript, it's no wonder that he will scold his mother.

"En." Miss Wu suddenly took out a few manuscripts from her bosom and handed them to Su Mu with her head bowed.

"This is……"

Miss Wu: "This is the policy article written by the young master yesterday."