Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Duan Jiong couldn't help sneering: "Whoever you want to go, just go. Anyway, I won't join in the fun, and I can't afford to lose that person. Everyone can think about it. If you all go to the exam together. In addition to the day when you enter the exam room, It’s been almost nine days. No yamen will grant you such a long vacation, don’t say nothing about failing the Jinshi exam, and lose your official position. It’s just a bamboo basket to fetch water and nothing at all.”

As he spoke, he looked at everyone sharply and asked, "Governor Li, are you going?"

Governor Li stifled, and laughed: "Governor Duan, you are too serious. Didn't you just discuss the article written by Su Ziqiao? How did it involve the imperial examination? Chatting, chatting, not taking it seriously. I didn't even think about it." If you go to the exam, even if you go, you are not sure that you will be in vain."

The eyes of the other governors also flickered: "It's just chatting."

Governor Weng gritted his teeth: "You are afraid of losing your official position, but I am not. I have made it clear just now that this was my father's only wish when he was alive. As a son, I must not give up on this. Otherwise, in the next hundred years, What face do you have to go to see his old man?"

After finishing speaking, he returned to his seat angrily, picked up the ink ingot and began to sharpen it quickly: "Zi Qiao, your writing is not bad at that time, I will write an article based on the title you just said, and please correct me."

Su Mu: "Master Weng is polite, let's learn from each other!" After speaking, he smiled secretly in his heart, then lowered his head and began to write slowly.

After a whole afternoon, Su Mu finally finished the stereotyped article.

To be honest, he was too busy a while ago, so he didn't have the energy to prepare for the exam.Now when I first write an article, I just feel that the pen is heavy, and the writing is not as smooth as it was half a year ago. After I finished writing, I read it for a long time, and I am still not satisfied.

He shook his head, put the article in his arms, and planned to hand it over to Mr. Wu at night to help revise it.

Su Mu is still good. Governor Weng has been busy supporting his family these years, and has not systematically reviewed his homework for a long time.When I write an article, my face is full of pain.

Throughout the afternoon, a pile of waste manuscripts was thrown at his feet.

The ink in the inkstone is also dry and rubbed.

The hall was filled with the sound of grinding ink, which made people feel flustered.

After Su Mu's disturbance before, and Governor Duan's sarcasm, the other governors stopped discussing this matter.But none of them said a word, just sat on the chair like that, looking thoughtful, and didn't have the mind to do things.

Su Mu sneered in his heart: It looks like this group of governors are already tempted by the examination in March next year.In fact, this group of talents are all very outstanding. If they really take the exam, they may not have the chance to be a Jinshi, but they are delayed due to various reasons.But they are all still young, so I don't believe they have no ambition and are willing to live a life of mediocrity?

Just wait, maybe in a few days, these people will join the team of reviewing homework.

At that time, once your energy is taken away by the imperial examination, you will naturally not care about the affairs of the experience department.If I propose to share the work of compiling the mansion newspaper, not only will they not object, but they will also be grateful to me!

Soon it was time to get off work, and the governors didn't want to invite them to go somewhere to eat, drink and have fun like in the past.

In retrospect, the entire day, the relevant people in the experience department did not seem to have done a decent government affairs.

Governor Weng was still immersed in writing, Su Mu stepped forward, "Master Weng, it's time to go home."

"Wait, I still have a big conclusion to write, and I'm only short of the last one hundred words." Governor Weng shook his head in distress, and the terraced fields were already wrinkled on his forehead.With a long sigh: "I haven't written stereotyped essays for some years, and the pen is quite raw, and it's hard!"

Su Mu comforted: "Master Weng, the key to writing articles is to practice more. If you write a lot, your hands will naturally go smoothly. For example, Xiaosheng took four exams in one breath last year, but he won consecutive battles. Others said I was lucky. Okay, but who has seen me write an stereotyped essay every day, and my fingers are bleeding."

Mr. Weng's eyes lit up: "Diligence can make up for one's weakness, thank you Ziqiao for teaching me. From tomorrow onwards, I will write an article every day."

Su Mu smiled: "You can't be so reckless, you still have to read the necessary books, otherwise you will be working behind closed doors."

Governor Weng nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, for example, who is the chief examiner of this subject and what kind of articles he likes. In recent years, the admission criteria of the Imperial Scholars Division must be carefully considered. They should all be read.”

After returning home, Su Mu didn't care about eating, so he went to Mr. Wu's yard and handed over the stereotyped essay he had written.He said that he would start preparing for the exam from now on, and was going to write more articles to warm up.But today, no matter how I write it, I don’t know how to write it. The more I write, the more I don’t like it. I ask the old man to help me.

As soon as Su Mu said that he was going to prepare for the next year's exam, and asked himself to help read the article, Mr. Wu regained his energy, took it quickly, and started to read it quickly.

But after reading a few sentences, the old gentleman's brows were wrinkled.

In a short article of eight to one hundred words, he actually read it for half an hour and still hasn't finished it.

Su Mu felt a little worried, and asked cautiously: "Have you finished reading the old man, is there something wrong?"

"Enen, I've finished reading." Wu Shiqi put the manuscript on the table, still with a bad look on his face: "The article is a good article, and the scriptures are also explained thoroughly. There are many places that are refreshing. It's just that the reading is stuttering, and it is really not smooth. .”

After finishing speaking, he slapped the coffee table: "Su Mu, how long has it been since you wrote a modern article?"

Su Mu was a little embarrassed: "It's been two months at least!" Hearing what the old man said, Su Mu discovered his problem.As long as there is less writing, the writing is a bit poor.However, he still breathed a sigh of relief, writing skills have their own foundation.The reason why the writing is not smooth now is that I was too lazy a while ago.Just write three or five articles, and the status will be back.

"What, it's been two months!" The old man was furious, his eyes turned green with anger: "You let me down so much!"

At this time, Xiaodie came over: "Master, Mr. Wu, dinner is ready, but now?"

Wu Shiqi: "If you don't eat, I'll be so angry!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and went back to the back room to sulk.

Xiaodie was confused: "What's the matter, old man?"

Su Mu: "He's mad at me."

Hearing what Su Mu said just now, Xiaodie burst into a smile: "Yes, since the master returned to the capital, it seems that he hasn't written a pen, no wonder Master Wu is angry. In my opinion, master, you just need someone to take care of you. This is indulgence. Fortunately, in a few days, Sister Wu will be back, so you dare to be lazy when the time comes to see Master?"

"Ah, Miss Wu is coming back?" Su Mu was pleasantly surprised: "When will you arrive?"

Xiaodie covered her mouth and snickered: "It seems that the master is very happy. He has already sent a letter, saying that he has set off for half a month, and he should arrive by the date."