Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 132
When the last word was read, the whole room was so silent that a needle could be heard falling.

"One word... not bad?" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

The others were also amazed.

But more of a curiosity.

"Didn't you say that you haven't read many books before, how can you recite it so fluently?"

"Is it really the first day in the academy? I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either..."

Being discussed like this, Song Jingyun was a little embarrassed, and replied in a low voice, "It's really the first time I've been studying the Eight Classics, and it's also the first time I've read this article."

"Then how can you recite it completely?" The closest person to Song Jingyun, a short [-]-year-old man named Lu Yuming, asked in surprise.

"Just read it once, read it once, and you'll be fine..." Song Jingyun's voice became lower and lower.

Gee!
Everyone dropped their jaws again.

Could this be the legendary photographic memory?
God, is this something that can exist in reality?

No wonder the master said that they should ask Song Jingyun for more advice in the future, and now they finally know the reason!
It doesn't matter if you haven't read a book, and it doesn't matter if you haven't been to an academy. With this kind of ability, in time, this knowledge will definitely surpass them, and it is far beyond their reach.

In the future, I really have to ask Song Jingyun for advice.

The students secretly made up their minds.

But Song Jingyun scratched his head when he saw the different expressions of the students.

Learning something fast, so compelling?
Mencius raised his chin proudly when he heard this.

After class, Zhang Wenbin twitched his mouth, "You asked Song Jingyun to read aloud in class, did you do it on purpose? Are you showing off again?"

"What is showing off?" Mencius Ting curled his lips, "They will know sooner or later. It would be better if they knew earlier."

Lest you have time to doubt your life.

Besides, you can't let him drop his jaw by himself, right?

Since they are all his students, as a student, they naturally have to advance and retreat with his master.

It's really a magic barrier!

Zhang Wenbin shook his head helplessly.

But then again, that is, Song Jingyun did not study with him, if he followed him...

Maybe not much better.

Because of seeing Song Jingyun's ability, the whole school is full of reverence and admiration for Song Jingyun, and they are always willing to join him and have a few words with him after class.

After all, people are masters with a photographic memory. Although they don't have this talent and ability, if they get in touch with people with such talent, maybe they can also get enlightened?

Therefore, on the first day of school, Song Jingyun became a star-like existence in the entire Hongle Academy.

Seeing this, Jiang Chunbao almost died of anger.

He has been in Hongle Academy for two years, and it took so much effort, thought, and good manners to make a few friends and let a few people look up to him.

Song Jingyun, the son-in-law, stole everyone's limelight on the first day he came to the academy, and quickly surpassed his status in the academy, which is really annoying!
Especially when school was over, when he saw Jiang Mixia waiting not far from the academy in an ox cart, he became even more angry.

This Song Jingyun is rare in the academy and has such a high status at home?
But he is just a son-in-law. Isn't such a son-in-law looked down upon by others? Why does Song Jingyun...

Jiang Chunbao couldn't figure it out, so he kept thinking about it on the way back.

While walking, while thinking.

While thinking, while walking.

Pfft!
Because Jiang Chunbao was distracted, he tripped over a pothole on the road, fell to the ground like a sack, and felt pain in his ankle quickly.

When he got up from the ground gasping for air, Jiang Chunbao saw that his ankle was almost swollen into a steamed bun, and the skin was slightly oozing blood.

When I tried to walk, the pain in my ankle became more and more painful, it was unbearable.

Jiang Chunbao was startled, his heart was almost in his throat.

There is nothing wrong with his feet, he has passed the county examination, as long as he passes the government examination next year, he will be a true child student, if he can pass the college examination in August, then he will be a scholar!
But if there is something wrong with his feet, then even if he is physically ill, he will no longer be able to take the imperial examination...
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After Song Jingyun returned home, he happily told Jiang Mixia what happened in the academy recently.

From the kindness of Mencius, the enthusiasm of the students, from the content of the class, to the taste of the lunch meal...

Different topics, different contents, from the time Jiang Mixia received him, he kept talking until midnight.

Jiang Mixia yawned in a daze, and looked at the happy face of the little son-in-law, and felt quite relieved.

I probably found the right academy this time.

And Song Jingyun was talking about being thirsty, and when he was considering whether to drink some water, he found that Jiang Mixia beside him was breathing evenly and was completely asleep.

The lady is very tired.

Song Jingyun tucked Jiang Mixia's corner of the quilt, and lay down to sleep, but he tossed and turned, feeling something was wrong.

It was only when Song Jingyun realized that he had only the quilt on his body that he suddenly realized.

No wonder I felt something was wrong, the lady's arm was simply not where it should be.

Song Jingyun took Jiang Mixia's quilt and took her arm out, put it gently on his body, and put Jiang Mixia's quilt and his own quilt properly to ensure that Jiang Mixia would not get cold because of this incident .

After everything was tidied up, Song Jingyun closed his eyes and went to sleep with peace of mind.

Song Jingyun went to the academy to study, because he got used to it very well on the first day, and then it became smoother.

Go out on time every day, and leave school on time in the evening.

After arriving home, Song Jingyun helped Jiang Mixia do some chores at home and in the workshop.

After a few days like this, Jiang Mixia couldn't bear it any longer, "After school, everyone studies hard. They study hard in winter and study in summer. They can't wait to study in the middle of the night. The oil lamps are almost useless. If you are going to blind your eyes, why do you come back from the academy every time, as if you were shopping?"

When I came back, many times I didn't even memorize the books.

It can be said that he doesn't look like a student at all.

Asked by the lady, Song Jingyun scratched her head, "But, lady, I have finished all the homework I need to learn in the academy, and I have also finished all the books that Mr. asked to read. There is no need to go home and continue. read."

Jiang Mixia, "..."

excuse me.

I almost forgot that this little son-in-law has a superb memory and he can learn things very quickly. If he wants to learn something in the academy, others need to review it when he comes back, but his processor has already been fully stored, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Really talking too much...

Seeing this, Song Jingyun scratched the back of his head.

By asking the lady like this, is she saying that he is not diligent enough?

Then when he comes back every day, he should read a book for an extra quarter of an hour...

This will not only make the lady feel at ease, but also not delay helping the lady with work, the best of both worlds!

　Being dragged away by a brat to play with him, he was able to write hard at night...

　　Fortunately, the writing is still finished, there is no interruption, let me breathe a sigh of relief...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)