Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 1036 Okay, you speak, I'll listen
Well, that's a long story.

Seeing his son asleep, sleeping soundly, Gu Wenxuan decided not to disturb his son's sweet dreams and instead solve the mystery for his wife first.

Okay, you go ahead and I'll listen.

Uncle-Master really couldn't bear to let him come back. You know the catfish effect, right?
The longer he stays at the academy, the more students actively participate in the competition.

In the first three days after he arrived at the academy, he received one-on-one instruction, taught either by his senior uncle or by Master Cheng and Master Lin.

After that, things went into chaos. No matter the time of day, there were auditing students every day. With so many auditing students, one-on-one tutoring naturally turned into small-class teaching.

Whether it's small class teaching or not, those who can become auditors are all outstanding students of Jingshan Academy; otherwise, ordinary students simply cannot keep up with the fast pace.

The question is?
Finally, auditors from the prefectural school arrived, and even more frighteningly, family-run clan schools followed. How could that still be considered small-class teaching?

With more people, the competition becomes more intense, but among the students who have reached the level required for the provincial examination, who doesn't have a bit of arrogance? When they exchange ideas and discuss things with each other, it can be incredibly noisy.

Studying together in this state, even if you can outshine everyone else, is a huge waste of time, which is very different from his original intention.

To put it bluntly, his trip to Jingshan Academy was purely to seek help from his teacher uncle regarding the difficult problems he had accumulated; he did not seek fame or to become a target.

Furthermore, to be fair, good articles can be used as a reference, but that doesn't mean copying them verbatim. There are still some arguments and responses that can be borrowed.

The topic "On the Grand Canal and Border Defense" assigned by the master was no longer just a test of how candidates could write an essay on encouraging agriculture and sericulture and ending litigation before the imperial examinations.

The Grand Canal and border defense were truly important military and national affairs, matters that high-ranking officials and central government ministers should be concerned with. Logically speaking, such questions would only appear in the imperial examinations and the palace examinations.

But his master tested him, so he has to do it, right?
Without much thought, he engaged in theoretical discussions, analyzing the seemingly unrelated yet costly matters layer by layer, and even offered suggestions in the article.

result?

It's over!

By the time the old man excitedly showed it off to his old friend, it was too late. This policy essay had now become a model for almost everyone.

Putting aside whether it's too high-profile, we're all candidates directly admitted to the provincial examination. What if this question really comes up in the provincial examination?

Even if someone doesn't copy it verbatim, but only uses his proposed solutions and suggestions to further improve it, wouldn't that be very disadvantageous for him?

“It does have an impact.” But Zhou Banxia shook her head seriously, “You can’t blame your grandmaster. Apart from being proud of you, he never intended to ask anyone to help review and correct your work.”

How could you say that?!
Gu Wenxuan slapped her forehead, both amused and exasperated. After being glared at, he chuckled and withdrew his hand. "How could I be ungrateful? How can you blame my grandmaster? He meant well and has been giving me extra lessons in private."

Besides, this situation is quite normal. From a very early age, whether it was your great-grandfather or the teachers at the county school, they all used my good articles as model essays.

Actually, the problem lies with me. I never expected it to be just one piece. To be honest, it was only an average policy essay, yet it got my senior uncle all excited.

Zhou Banxia covered her face with her hands, speechless. "Judging from your tone, I'm embarrassed to praise you. 'Your truth-telling skills are only average,' how can I praise you?" "Hahaha..." Gu Wenxuan finally managed to pinch his wife's cheek, quickly wrapped his arms around her, and immediately gave her a princess carry, laughing as he asked, "Then tell me, isn't your man amazing?"

"Definitely, don't be too amazing. Even a mediocre person can make a splash, let alone someone who's really going all out. And what happened later? Did you manage to keep your senior uncle from finding out that you didn't want some of your writings to be leaked?"

Gu Wenxuan shook his head, "No way! After all, he meant well and has been incredibly kind to me. When I said I wanted to go home, he almost cried while pulling on my sleeve."

He's spouting nonsense again, acting like a scoundrel!

Why aren't you letting go and putting me down? Aren't you tired of riding a horse?
"If I hadn't said I might miss the monthly exam again, the knowledge I've gained these past few days would have been enough for me to go home and calm down and ponder it properly, and he still wouldn't have let me come back."

As he spoke, Gu Wenxuan patted someone's butt, "Is this all? It was Master Cheng who said that there was no point in me staying any longer, as there wasn't much room for improvement. He suggested that I stay at the academy for a while longer after the provincial examination."

Master Cheng meant that I had no problem with the provincial examination, but before my teacher returned, I should stay with my master for a while to study.

I reckon Magistrate Cheng made a lot of empty promises to my senior brother, saying I had the best chance of passing the imperial examination with top honors. Anyway, if I followed my senior brother's plan, I'd be exhausted.

He didn't just want me to stay with my uncle after the provincial examination; he also wanted all the students from Qingshan Academy and the Imperial Academy to have a tour before the spring examination.

I'm too embarrassed to say that if I pass the imperial examination this year, I have absolutely no intention of taking the exam myself until my son is five years old.

One is early childhood education for children, and the most irreplaceable thing is the guidance and companionship of parents. In addition, I also want to spend more time at home with your family and take you and your child out for a stroll whenever I have the chance.

Another point is that I need some time to reflect and mature. I won't say I need to first cultivate myself and then accumulate knowledge and experience before making a breakthrough; I just need to calm down and carefully consider the path I should take in the future.

"Moving fast these days isn't necessarily a good thing. I was fortunate enough to become the top scholar in the provincial examination, and I have powerful backers. My future seems limitless, but ultimately, it's all up to those in power."

That's right!
This is no longer the era of the Song Dynasty, where the emperor and scholar-officials jointly ruled the country. Not to mention the previous emperors, even the current emperor...

To date, there has never been a situation where either civil or military officials have become dominant. In order to maintain rule, the means of mutual checks and balances between civil and military officials have been played exceptionally well.

For example, regarding the previously much-discussed matter of the Zhenguo Duke's family being downgraded in rank, Grand Secretary Song recently had double the joy: the Zhenguo Duke's family was immediately granted a marriage, and their safety was assured.

Thinking of this, Zhou Banxia had no choice but to get back to the point and tell Gu Wenxuan, even though she knew that Gu Wenxuan couldn't possibly have been unaware of these messages while in the prefectural city.

really!

Her husband was incredibly well-informed. The moment the Duke of Zhenguo's family was granted a marriage, he immediately nodded and smiled, and even carried her back to the bathroom.

Actually, the inner room is also very safe. Unlike the east wing, which only has three rooms, the main room is much larger, where you can hear even the opposite room if you speak a little loudly.

Not to mention that there are inner and outer rooms in the east and west rooms, there is also a large hall in the middle. Moreover, knowing that he is washing up, the maids and servants will not come near him.

They are not currently supervising the wet nurse in the east room or helping her with other tasks; they also take turns doing needlework in the side rooms and the veranda in the backyard.

Anyone who wanted to get close to the main house to eavesdrop would have no chance. Besides those keeping watch, there were also those who frequently walked around "patrolling" outside.