The champion is my son

Chapter 166

Thinking of the method his mother used before, Yunji found a crock pot among a pile of sundries, and then began to look for something to grind.

Sure enough, there were a few red stones under the eaves, which turned into powder when touched lightly.

This is clearly someone staying here on purpose.

"What are you doing?"

"Since we won't be able to get pen and ink for a while, let's find a way to make it ourselves." Yun Ji didn't look up, but continued to search on the ground.

It was only then that Guan Shangxuan suddenly realized that he also recalled what Li Qing had done before, so he joined Yunji's search team.

There is no one around here, and the few rooms are empty, and now there is only this way.

In the future, I still have to carry my pen and ink with me. If we encounter today’s situation again, and we have nothing to write and can’t rely on other things, it will be miserable.

The two moved very quickly, and soon half of the crock was filled. Then Yunji took a wooden stick that he found somewhere, smashed the stones and some small debris, and mixed them with the eaves. Drain the water in the gutter.

The water in this ditch is crystal clear. It should be the rainwater left not long ago. The environment is relatively humid, so it has not been evaporated dry.

It took about a quarter of an hour, and the two finally solved the problem of pen and ink. As for the pen, it was a willow branch in the garden.

In the early years, their family used this thing to brush their teeth. Later, my mother couldn't stand it anymore, so she worked hard to make a brush.So when Yunji saw the willow branch, he broke it off and used it as a pen without hesitation.

After sharpening the knife, he went back to the room, took the test paper and wrote on the ground, and wrote on the wall if the ground was not enough to write.Although the characters are a bit ugly due to problems with the pen and ink, they can basically be recognized as a character.

That's it.

Two hours later, the old man returned to the room again, and he was shocked to see the words all over the room.

"Unexpectedly, you are really good at it." The old man said without expression. "But how did you know this method?"

Yunji and Guan Shangxuan looked at each other, and finally Yunji said: "We also wonder why there is no pen and paper, but the form is imminent, so we have to find another way."

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen such an interesting student. Although the word is a bit ugly, but the answer is passable. You passed this level with me." The old man said a little resentfully, he It wouldn't be said that it was because he drank cold water in the morning and had diarrhea, and then he didn't come for a long time, and even forgot the answer sheet and pen and ink.

"May I ask how should we address you?" Guan Shangxuan cupped his hands to the old man.

"I am the guardian of the Library Pavilion of the college. My surname is Li Mingzhi. You can just call me Li Zhangshu."

"Cangshuge, don't you read a lot of books every day? You must be a learned man." Yunji said happily.

In his eyes, it must be a fool to guard a treasure house and not use it, but he doesn't look like this Li Zhi.

"Hehe, the little scholar misjudged the old man. It's good that the old man guards the library, but the old man doesn't like to read books." Li Zhi pinched his beard and laughed.

Such an answer was beyond Yunji's expectation.

"Hurry up and go to the next assessment place, this old man will send someone to clean it." Li Zhi led Yun and the two to another place, which turned out to be a garden, and this time the topic was to write a poem.

Immediately after Yun Ji left, someone came over, and after carefully reading the answers written by Yun Ji and Guan Shangxuan, the person sighed, "Brother Liu is right, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and it really came true, little boy." With such wisdom, our generation of heroes will have to stand back."

It's really that Yunji's operation is too slippery, he writes directly on the ground without pen and ink, and uses red rocks to make ink and then paints the ground with willow branches.

The man immediately made a decision and decided to keep this room for future generations to watch.

Luo Hongyun is writing a book in the study. The college is on holiday these days, so he is not needed to give lectures.Luo Hongyun, as the head of Luoyang Academy, specializes in giving lectures to students, and the composition of Luoyang Academy is composed of him and several hall heads, seniors, presidents, chiefs, and the book masters.These people are all his students, have been studying with him, and run the entire academy.

The source of the college's income is Luo Hongyun's family wealth and the harvest of the surrounding land. Occasionally, there will be donations from wealthy students, or funding from the imperial court.

Because he is the only one who teaches, it is impossible to accept many students every year, and the threshold can only be raised.Who knew that even if the threshold was raised, countless scholars would come in even with their heads smashed.

Although I don't want to see it, but my ability is limited, there is no other way.

The government school is also good, it is a good place to go, and it does not require everyone to hang on a tree.Thinking of this, Luo Hongyun felt at ease and decided to take his studies seriously.

"Shan Zhang, I have already gone to the first round of assessment for those two children, and I think they are talents to be made. My brother who is in charge of the book is unreliable. I forgot to give the two children pen and ink today. Guess what happened?"

The person who came was the head teacher Guan Mingjue, who assisted Luo Hongyun in giving lectures on weekdays and handled the affairs of the courtyard by the way.

Of the two students who came to participate in the assessment today, one of them had a strong background, so he just took a look at it, but he didn't expect to find a treasure during his visit.

No, I hurried to tell the head of the mountain.

Luo Hongyun put down his pen, looked up at Guan Mingjue with a look of wanting to know the answer.

"They actually wrote the answer on the ground, and wrote it all over the room."

"Oh? This is a new thing. It's not the first time Li Zhi has made such a mistake, but it's the first time I've seen someone behave like this."

Luo Hongyun became interested in an instant.

He just wanted to see what is so amazing about this body that was bestowed by the government as a boy.

"Where are they now?"

"In the garden, poetry examination." Guan Mingjue replied.

"Let's go and have a look." Luo Hongyun put his hands behind his back, and his slightly fat body stood up straight, showing a kind of majestic temperament.

Luo Hongyun is no longer young, he has reached the age of seventy, but he is still full of energy, looking like a sixtieth year.This is all due to the fact that he starts to inhale wind and drink dew every morning, er, morning exercises, so he always looks very powerful.

The two arrived at the garden one after the other. Unexpectedly, Yunji and Shangxuan had already left there, but two poems that Luo Hongyun didn't think were very profound were left on the wall of the garden.

"This poem, at first glance, is nothing out of the ordinary. After a careful taste, you can see a bit of charm. Look at this sentence, a pot of wine among the flowers, and it has been a long time since we parted. It seems to be playing oil, but it is out of it, and the opening sentence of Li Bai deviates from Li Bai's purport, and has his own considerations." Guan Mingjue said.

(End of this chapter)