The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Strictly speaking, I can't blame the two of them. The examination papers of the Guozijian Mengxue are different from year to year. Only one of them took a foreign language test, and it was ten years ago.

That paper could not be sold long ago, and the people in the study would not rub it, so Xiao Liulang didn't buy this one when he went to study to buy the entrance examination paper for the school year.

Xiao Jingkong is the smartest kid. He can learn everything he teaches. If he doesn't pass the exam, then it's the problem of the two adults.

The examiners who came out this time really have the hearts of the prodigies. Because these prodigies are naturally smarter than ordinary people, they are inevitably arrogant and conceited. They just want to give them a disgrace during the exam and poke the prodigies.

When the examiners started grading the papers, it was no surprise that the last three questions collectively overturned.

None of them answered correctly. The most powerful thing was to write a complete seven-character quatrain of Zhao Guo, and there were three wrong words. The rest of the candidates only wrote a few words.

The examiners were overjoyed, it seems that this year's little brats will be obediently admitting to class.

However, when they changed to the last test paper, they suddenly stopped laughing.

Who is this? What are you writing all about?

"Is this kid writing nonsense?" an examiner asked.

Another examiner faintly felt something was wrong: "I seem to have seen this kind of text somewhere."

The two invited the most prestigious language teacher in Guozijian to come over. After the teacher read it, he could not give a positive answer for a while: "I, I have to let my teacher take a look."

The master took Xiao Jingkong's test paper to a house in the capital and found a tenth grade Sanskrit student who was over old.

In the end, more than a dozen old people who studied Sanskrit came to the conclusion that the candidate wrote in Tianzhu.

It is rumored that Tianzhu language is the language created by Brahma, the patron saint of Buddhism, so it is also called Sanskrit.

"Then what did he write?" an examiner asked.

The master said, "He wrote a Buddhist scripture."

Everyone: "..."

Does this work too?

It took them one day to publish the book, and three days to translate Xiaojingkong's Buddhist scriptures.

The examiners who took the Wannian exam for the students were confused by a student for the first time.

Examiner 1: "Can't give points."

Examiner 2: "That's right, he didn't answer the question as required."

Examiner 3: "And the characters are still incomprehensible."

Examiner 4: "...that's because he wrote Sanskrit, right?"

Examiner Four was beaten collectively!

What nonsense are you talking about?

Xiao Jingkong finally entered the Guozijian Mengxue with the seventh overall result.

Small headroom is frustrating.

For the first time in his life, he tasted defeat.

In front of his bad brother-in-law, he boasted that Haikou would definitely be the first in the exam, but he only got seventh in the exam, and it was not good to eat in Xiaojingkong.

Gu Yan rarely took the opportunity to ridicule him, patted his little shoulder and said, "Okay, you are already better than many children. When I was as young as you, I didn't even know a single big character!"

Xiao Jingkong thought for a moment seriously,

Suddenly, he burst into tears: "Am I going to be as stupid as you when I grow up? Woah—"

Gu Yan: "..."

I can't think about it, that a student scum would come to comfort a student master!

On the morning of October 27th, Xiao Liulang also started his entrance examination at Guozijian.

Guozijian has been suspended for nearly four years, and a large part of the original students also rushed over to take the exam.

Guozijian has a total of three grades. After entering the prison, the seniority is not ranked according to age, but grades are only entered into grades.

Those with poor grades enter the three halls of Justice, Chongzhi, and Guangye. This is the first grade, and the semester is one and a half years.

Those with average grades enter the two classes of Shudao and sincerity. This is the second grade, and the semester is also one and a half years.

Finally, there is the Suixing Hall. This is the highest grade in the Guozijian. Unlike the previous five classrooms, which are all divided into Class A and B, the Suixing Hall has only one class. The chances of freshmen being admitted are not high. Generally, they have been studying in the Imperial College for three years.

However, this year, there is a recommended spot in the office of Xingxingtang—the grandson of Mrs. Zhuang, Prince An.

The Prince of Anjun is a recognized young talent. As early as when Chen Guo was the hostage, his talent was well-known in six countries. It stands to reason that such a talented person can be reused by the imperial court without the need for scientific examinations.

However, the banker has ancestral training, and all the banker's children must end the imperial examination.

The banker has produced many talents in the imperial examinations over the years, and of course there are also those who failed in the examination. The banker is so powerful that the people who pass the examination feel that it is commonplace, but the failure of the examination will be criticized by thousands of people and ridiculed by the people.

The banker didn't care about the world's comments, and insisted on rushing all the banker's sons to the examination room.

The King of Anjun lived up to expectations, and was Xie Yuan in the capital of high school during the township examination.

As we all know, the competition in the capital is the biggest, and the capital's Jie Yuan is also the most rare, otherwise the Guozijian would not have made an exception to recommend him to the court.

Guozijian's grading speed is not bragging. After the examination on the 27th, the results were fully released in the morning of the 29th.

This year's freshmen generally performed well, but some old students who had been delayed for a few years due to closed school were a little slack. Reading is like sailing against the current.

But not all old students are like this. The quality of Guozijian's teaching is unquestionable, as long as you put some thought into it, your exams will not be too bad.

Unsurprisingly, the students admitted to the Tang Xingtang this time are basically old students.

It's just that they came across an unfamiliar name as they sorted out the last test paper.

"Xiao Liulang?" Zheng Siye asked, "Where is this student from? Did we ever have a student named Xiao Liulang in the Imperial College?"

"Isn't it a freshman?" Li Siye asked.

Zheng Siye frowned: "How can a freshman be so good in the test?"

This achievement can also be among the best in Fangxingtang.

The two Lord Siye transferred Xiao Liulang's student status, and found out that he was really a freshman, and he had passed Xie Yuan from Youzhou area in high school in the township examination.

Li Siye smiled: "This is the first time that a freshman has been admitted to the Shunxing Hall, isn't it?"

He was inexplicably expecting.

Zheng Siye said coldly: "Don't forget, Prince An is also a freshman. This candidate named Xiao Liulang is just lucky. The freshman Wang Fei is the Prince of Anjun."

Li Siye did not dare to refute this.

Although King An did not participate in the entrance examination, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his talent and learning were above the old students of the spontaneity.

Of course, this new student is also dazzling enough.

Li Siye took a moment to read all his academic records and materials, and then realized something: "Isn't he the same candidate who wrote that he advocated cutting down the vassal and scolded the emperor?"

At that time, the incident was a bit big, and all the invigilators in Youzhou caused a sensation. The main examiner who was sent to Youzhou to preside over the township examination was a friend of Li Siye. After he returned to Beijing, he told Li Siye about that in private. Article.

Li Siye's eyelids twitched after hearing this. Is the candidate dying? Dare to arrange the emperor like this?

Naturally, he did not dare to give too high a score in this game, for fear that if the emperor saw it, the emperor would get mad.

But he couldn't stand his first and third exams too well, so he still had to understand Yuan.

So this is really a very strong candidate, and he is definitely not lucky to be admitted to the Shuixingtang.

It's just that Li Siye couldn't explain so much to Zheng Siye.

Guozijian's exams do not give rankings, only their respective classes.

Xiao Liulang was admitted to the Xingxing Hall, Feng Lin was admitted to the second grade Chengxin Hall, and Lin Chengye was also admitted to the Chengxin Hall. The difference is that Feng Lin is in Class A of Chengxin Hall and Lin Chengye is in Class B of Chengxin Hall.

On the other hand, Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun's private school has also been settled, in the Qinghe Academy near Guozijian, the formalities have been completed, and they will be able to enter the school next month.

Gu Jiao cooked a large table of good dishes and called Feng Lin and Lin Chengye to their home to celebrate the start of school for everyone.

The capital became cold at the end of October. It is said that the first snow has already drifted from the top of the Huguo Long Temple, so it must be soon in the urban area.

The silver charcoal that Gu Jiao had stockpiled earlier was put to use. She bought a few hand warmers and put the silver charcoal in it, which would keep them warm for an hour, and they would change to new charcoal when they came back at noon.

Now that the price of charcoal has risen again, fortunately, Gu Jiao has the foresight to stock up enough charcoal, which saves a lot of money for the family.

On the first day of school, Xiao Jingkong wanted to give it away.

Gu Jiao sent him and Xiao Liulang to Guozijian, and then sent Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan to Qinghe Academy.

When she returned to the house in Bishui Hutong, the old lady had just woken up and was sitting on a rattan chair in the backyard teasing the little eagle that Gu Changqing had brought.

This little eagle was picked up by Gu Changqing under the cliff. It should have fallen off the cliff not long after birth. It is unknown whether he fell or was fanned down by his mother's wings. In short, his mother seems to have forgotten Picked it up.

Even so, it didn't accept its fate, it struggled stubbornly in place to stand up, and its small body seemed to have a lot of power hidden in it.

A slender figure quickly appeared in Gu Changqing's mind.

He brought the young eagle back to the alley.

The people in the hutong know nothing about the origin of the young eagle, and they only believe that it is a gift from the big brother to him, as Xiao Jingkong said.

The little eagle is very fierce, and anyone in the family will give it a peck, but the old lady has a trick.

The old lady opened the chicken coop.

The seven chicks of the little headroom swaggered out. They were very brave chickens. They entered the cage of the little eagles without fear, and then lined up as they usually do when the little headroom slipped away. Feed the young eagle a mouthful of raw meat.

The little eagle has seven mother chickens, she is very good, and she is waiting to be fed!

The old lady looked happy.

Gu Jiao came over and said, "Auntie, I'll go to the military camp to bring something to Uncle Gouwa."

When she left the village, Xue Ningxiang asked them to send a letter to Uncle Gouwa, a few thick winter clothes, and a peace charm that Xue Ningxiang asked for from the temple.

Gu Jiao added another jar to make pickles and jerky by herself.

The old lady nodded: "you go."

There are several military camps in the capital. The Gu family is going to the Hushan Camp, which is not too far away. If you are quick, you will arrive in half an hour.

Gu Jiao hired a carriage.

When we arrived at the barracks, we were training soldiers, and we could hear the vigorous voices of the soldiers from afar.

The carriage stopped outside the barracks.

A soldier came over and reached out to stop the carriage: "Who is it?"

Gu Jiao got off the carriage and said to him, "I'm here to find someone, he's under Vice General Hu, and his name is Tuesday Zhuang."

The dog's father is Zhou Dazhuang.

The soldiers looked at Gu Jiao up and down, and said impatiently, "Visitors are prohibited from the military camp, so leave quickly!"

Gu Jiao said, "Just a little while."

The soldier said in a cold voice, "That won't work either!"

Gu Jiao said, "I brought him something, and I'll leave when I'm done."

The soldier became more and more impatient: "You put it here, and I will send it in for you later!"

It was mentioned in Tuesday Zhuang's letter that some soldiers would withhold what they sent in, but Gu Jiao still wanted to hand it over to him in person: "Then when will they finish training, I'll wait for him here."

The soldier frowned and said, "Hey, what's the matter with you? Is the barracks a place where you can stay casually? How do I know you're not a meticulous worker?"

"I'm not." Gu Jiao said.

The soldier shouted: "If you say it's not, then it's not? I also say you are!"

"What happened?"

A majestic voice came from the direction of the barracks.

The soldier turned his head to look, and immediately gave a respectful salute: "Lord Commander! A woman came here and said she was looking for someone from our barracks, but she was training at the moment, so I asked her to go back first, and I'll bring the things in later. ."

Lord Du Wei walked out of the barracks and came to the two of them.

The soldier's body is even lower.

Lord Du Wei's gaze fell on Gu Jiao's face: "Is that you?"

Gu Jiao nodded: "It's me."

The soldier was stunned, you two... know each other?

This little girl doesn't look like she's from a good background. How could she know the captain of their military camp?

Moreover, when Lord Duwei talks to her, it seems that it is not as scary as usual...

What about the iron face Yama?

Gu Changqing looked at Gu Jiao: "Do you know someone in the military camp?"

Gu Jiao nodded again: "Well, we are from the same village, his house is next to me, and his family asked me to bring him something."

Gu Changqing asked, "What's his name? Who is his subordinate?"

Gu Jiao said, "Zhuang on Tuesday, Deputy General Hu's subordinate."

Gu Changqing said: "It's unfortunate that you came here. Vice-General Hu has just transferred to Qishan Barracks. Qishan Barracks is very far from here, and now I can't come back at night. Give me your things, and I'll bring you there tomorrow."

"It's work." Gu Jiao moved the things down.

The soldier was dumbfounded. What is the origin of this little girl, and how could Lord Lieutenant of Labor help her run errands in person?

Gu Changqing looked at the soldier: "Don't you know that Vice-General Hu is no longer in the barracks?"

The soldier choked: "Small... small..."

Gu Changqing's eyes were like knives: "You don't tell her if you know it, and you let her keep things here. I think you want to be greedy for yourself!"

The soldier's legs became weak: "Little, small, dare not!"

Gu Changqing said coldly: "So you don't know? As a sentry, you don't even know about such a big mobilization in the military camp. It's a dereliction of duty!"

"Your Majesty, please be gracious!" The soldier thumped and knelt down.

Gu Changqing's kindness is not an iron-faced Yama.

The soldier was eventually dragged down, fined 100 sticks, and nearly lost half his life.

Gu Changqing is not helping Gu Jiao to vent his anger, he has always been very strict.

After Gu Jiao handed over her things to Gu Changqing, she went back in a carriage. Before leaving, Gu Jiao asked him to tell Zhou Zhuang her address, and if anything happened to Zhou Zhuang, she would go to her house to find her.

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