Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 125 The Miserable Second Young Master Qin
A piece of scriptures a day, a policy theory in three days, Qin Guan was frightened by his father's request.

After the college examination, Qin Guan began to study hard, and now it has been half a year intermittently. If he is asked to write an essay on classics, righteousness and policy, he can write it, but Qin Guan himself knows how good he is.

Not so far.

At most, it is just to be able to express one's own thoughts. I want to write a beautiful article with gorgeous rhetoric and exquisite writing.

He really can't do it now.

What to do, after taking a shower, Qin Guan was still thinking about this question while lying on the bed.

It seems that my miserable days are about to begin.

When he got up in the morning, Qin Zhang gave the two brothers an essay question and an essay question, then put on his official uniform and went to work. Qin Guan worried alone in his small study. In history, almost all the famous sentences in more than a dozen classics of the Four Books and Five Classics have been given examination questions. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were also many splicing questions, because the examination questions were not enough.

As for policy topics, these are all related to current affairs and politics, and almost have no similar topics.

How to do?
There is no way, now there is no off-site help for him to use, so he can only come by himself.

Let’s go through the level in front of us first, then pick up the scriptures and read the title. The title is “know it by birth; know it by learning;

Qin Guan knows it without flipping through the book. This is a sentence from "The Doctrine of the Mean No. 20", which means: "For example, some people know it from birth, some people know it through study, and some people have to meet it. You don’t know until it’s difficult, but as long as they all know eventually, it’s the same.”

Qin Guan searched his mobile phone, and there are several classic answers to this question in the mobile app.

But Qin Guan put down his phone first, he was going to try to solve the problem by himself first, and then revise it according to the answer to find out the gap, so that he can also improve by doing the problem.

It took nearly an hour for Qin Guan to finish explaining the meaning of this sutra. He wrote about 500 words, which is not too long or too short.Then Qin Guan spent another half an hour revising and working hard for nearly two hours before he finished writing this sutra.

After finishing writing, Qin Guan put the scriptures he wrote aside, took out his mobile phone and looked at the answers in the mobile phone.

It's not like I don't know, but this time I know how rubbish I am.

The scriptures written by others are full of witty words, the sentences are neat and well-organized, and the explanations are well-founded. Qin Guan sighed in his heart.

However, Qin Guan didn't completely copy other people's things, combined with his own article's point of view, he perfected his own article.

In this way, the morning passed.

I have to say that reading is boring, but if you read it, time passes quickly.

In the afternoon, Qin Guan practiced the sword for a while, and then started to read again. As for the policy theory, Qin Guan only read the topic and felt that he had no clue, so he put him aside.

When Qin Zhang came back in the evening, the father and son had dinner at the same table. Qin Zhang called Qin Guan and Qin Wei to come to the study, and opened the scriptures they handed in for inspection.

After reading Qin Wei's article, Qin Zhang ticked off a few places that he thought were poorly structured and used inappropriate words with a red pen, and commented: "It's quite satisfactory, it can only be regarded as mediocre. If you use such an article, I am afraid that it will be difficult to impress the examiners and get high marks, as I said, you must have your own point of view, and don’t always stick to the explanations of the predecessors.”

Qin Wei accepted his scriptures in a nod.

Qin Zhang picked up Qin Guan's scriptures again, and Qin Guan was a little nervous. To be honest, this scripture was the first scripture he wrote himself. Although he also borrowed other people's articles, he had his own The point of view is inside.

Qin Zhang looked at Qin Guan's scriptures, sometimes meditating and sometimes frowning, and finally did not draw a pen, but looked up at Qin Guan: "Where do these views come from?"

Qin Guan was puzzled: "I thought of it myself. After I saw the topic, this point of view popped up in my mind, and then I wrote an explanation around this point of view."

Qin Zhang looked at his son carefully first, and then sighed: "Perhaps Guan'er, you belong to the kind of 'born to know'."

Qin Guanxin said, is this a compliment for being smart?

But immediately after, Qin Zhang's face turned serious, and he angrily reprimanded Qin Guan: "You can come up with such a novel and relevant point of view, this is your talent, but if you look at the articles you wrote, the structure is loose and weak, and the sentences are dry. There is no beauty at all, it reads like sour wild fruit in a beautiful china plate, what a waste of talent you have.”

"No wonder you directly copied other people's answers in the township examination. You have a smart mind and delicate ideas, but you can't express them well. Your biggest problem is that your foundation is too weak. This is also my fault. I was too indulgent to you at the beginning. That made you what you are today."

"From today until the examination, you are not allowed to leave the house without my permission. You must write at least two sutras every day and one theory every two days."

Qin Guan's eyes widened.

This is still alive.

Waved the two brothers to leave, Qin Wei followed Qin Guan to the backyard garden, the two brothers sat down and chatted, Qin Guan said: "I think my father's anger today is a bit inexplicable."

Qin Wei looked at Qin Guan, and said earnestly, "Second Brother, I actually envy you sometimes."

Qin Guan was surprised: "Why do you envy me? We two brothers grew up together and lived in the same environment. Our parents treated us both the same. There is no difference. Besides, my father always exaggerated that my elder brother was stable and sensible in front of me. It's the bloody dog ​​who often scolds me."

Qin Wei shook his head, smiled and said, "I envy you for having a good mind."

"Do you know that I have been studying since I was four years old, and my father has taught me since then that I must study hard, and when I grow up, I will gain fame and continue to continue the Qin family."

"Since then, I have never worked hard for a single day, got up in the middle of the night and slept in the middle of the night, memorized countless classics of the Four Books and Five Classics, and then I had to learn various exercises from the predecessors, learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and learn poetry and composition Fu, learn everything that is useful for the imperial examination."

"But when I grew up, I found that hard work alone is not enough. People also need talent. Some people are really talented, like you, who never studied hard before, but now with a little effort, you have achieved others in poetry. Unattainable achievement."

"Now your poems have been widely sung in the Great Zhao Kingdom. After all, your poems have become classics. Even after thousands of years, people will still remember you, Qin Guan."

"Even in the exam, I worked hard for more than ten years before I passed the exam, but you only studied for half a year, and you got the same grade as me."

"Actually, my father got angry. He was annoyed that you didn't cherish your talent. Just now, you have seen my father's comment on my scriptures. My level is only in the middle. This is my real level. More than 2000 candidates will try it. What are the chances of passing the exam?"

Feeling a little cold, Qin Wei stood up and patted Qin Guan's shoulder, "Second brother, maybe the future of the Qin family depends on you, work hard."

"I'm going back to read a book for a while, and I still don't have a clue about the theory that my father published."

(End of this chapter)