Datang Fenghua Road

That is the students present, and they are all students of King Zhao from now on...

Wu Zhao's heart skipped a beat as well. For some reason, he suddenly thought that Han Yue had two female disciples. It seemed that the two female disciples were only graduate students at first, and then they were promoted from students to disciples by chance.

Student, disciple, these are two different concepts.

To be a disciple is to be a disciple of the master, he can be regarded as half of the family, and he can be a student of the sect.

Han Yue suddenly changed his hand behind his back to raise his hand, and then slowly pointed at all the students present. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something else. In the end, his fingertip happened to be on Wu Zhao's body, and he said solemnly: "I know that many of you You came from a poor family, and the family tightened their belts to encourage you to study. For example, this young scholar didn't even have a decent dress to wear when he came to the imperial examination..."

Everyone looked at Han Yue's fingertips subconsciously. Wu Zhao lowered her head shyly. She only felt that her heart was pounding, and her face became red and transparent.

Han Yue laughed and continued: "I'm sorry, I took you as a model. The reason why the teacher said this is to elicit the third question of the township examination. The so-called compassion for the farmers, it is the farmers who are compassionate."

Everyone didn't care to look at Wu Zhao again, and quickly held their breaths and listened to Han Yue's words.

Han Yue swept his eyes away again, and said slowly: "Pity the farmers, on the day of hoeing, sweat drips down the soil, who knows that the food on the plate, every grain is hard... Who in the country is not rotten, and it has never been passed down through the ages." But because of the tears of the people, the hunger and cold are as fierce as a tiger..."

This was originally two poems. The first poem was copied by Han Yue, and the second poem was written by Han Yue himself. The two poems were pieced together by a small stone. Although it was a random piece, the charm of the poems was even better. a layer.

Many of the students present were from farming families, and they understood the artistic conception described in these two poems. Some people couldn't help thinking of their parents who worked hard in the farmland, and their eyes became moist in an instant.

After Han Yue finished reading the poem, he sighed slightly and said softly: "The rise and fall of the world, the common people suffer, this poem of compassion for farmers should be regarded as the third question of the township examination. I hope that you will not fail or enter the university, and whether you will farm or be an official in the future, Before you go into your life, don't forget that when you participated in the imperial examination today, you heard this poem of compassion for Nong in this rural examination..."

After speaking for a while, his face suddenly turned serious, and he slowly said, "The third round of the township examination, starting now, all students, please write your thoughts on the concept of compassion."

After reading this poem, it is easy to write, but it is not easy to write.

For students from poor families, this poem is about the things around them, their parents working in the fields day and night, and even they themselves often do farming.

That kind of hard work and fatigue is completely etched into the bones.

But for the children of rich families, the realm of this poem is a bit far away.They have heard of farming, but they have never tried it in person. The wine and meat of Zhumen are smelly, and the roads are frozen to death. In the Tang Dynasty, the polarization was still very serious, and the children of rich families would never touch the farming of poor people.

But this time the whole country can take the imperial examination. Although the children of the poor family occupy the majority, the children of the rich family are also allowed to participate, and the children of the rich family are generally more knowledgeable than the children of the poor family.

Unfortunately, for this third question, they couldn't write their thoughts from their hearts.

Even Wu Zhao was like this. After all, she had only been punished for two years. In those days two years ago, she was the daughter of the Duke's family.

In the field, there is gradually the sound of writing rustling.Whether it is the children of the poor family or the children of the rich family, they all began to write hard with thick ink.

As long as you answer this question, the township examination is considered complete. As for whether you can be promoted or not, it depends on your own knowledge and performance.

Han Yue walked slowly in the examination room, looking down to check the answers of the students from time to time.

Some things need to come from the heart, which cannot be replaced by knowledge. Obviously, the children of wealthy families do not have a deep understanding of Minnong, and almost everyone is trying to answer the questions by force.

Han Yue didn't stop it. Anyway, the township exam was only the first selection. He continued to walk into the exam room, and unknowingly came to Wu Zhao's side.

This time, Han Yue really frowned.

Because he found that Wu Zhao's writing was not good, and it obviously had a taste of coercion.But this boy's clothes are tattered, so he should come from a poor family?

"Could it be that he was the son of a wealthy family, and his family background fell apart..." Han Yue's heart moved, and he couldn't help but murmur.

His voice was low, but Wu Zhao's body swayed obviously.Han Yue's eyes were so sharp now that he instantly noticed the signs of the young man's body shaking slightly in front of him.

It was also from this slight sway that he immediately confirmed the guess in his heart.

"It turns out that he is really a child from a ruined family!"

He sighed slightly, then suddenly bent down and lowered his head, said warmly, "Everything yesterday has become a thing of the past, and the success or failure of a person depends on the future. I see that your style of writing is neat and well-balanced, and the lines are both delicate and domineering, obviously yours There is a spirit of perseverance in the character, don't be intimidated by the hardships in front of you, the so-called life is nothing more than being born with suffering, but as a teacher, I don't understand that, I think suffering today is for the sake of future happiness..."

Said that he felt that he was the master of the students, and was qualified to bring some kindness and encouragement to the students, so he reached out and patted Wu Zhao's shoulder lightly, hehe said with a warm smile: "Work hard, young man, Sunrise East, the way Daguang, the future of Datang lies with you."

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Chapter 747 He punched my small chest with a big punch

In fact, Han Yue is only 27 years old this year, only 12 years older than Wu Zhao, but he speaks in an old-fashioned way, and Wu Zhao also feels that there is nothing wrong with this tone.

The girl looked a little shy, and explained in a low voice: "Your Highness, don't be disappointed. It's true that Xiaosheng has never done farming. Your handwriting is very good, but I can't resonate in my heart..."

He suddenly stopped here, looked blankly at the top of the examination room, and muttered to himself, "Maybe in another three or five years, I will remember this in my heart."

This means that she will continue to suffer in the future, and will soon understand the hardships of the people described in the poem of compassion for farmers.

Seeing her speak so deftly, Han Yue couldn't help feeling a sense of appreciation in his heart.

He chuckled twice, changed his palms to slapping his shoulders instead of hammering his chest, and slammed Wu Zhao's chest heavily in the same way that men encourage each other, and said solemnly: "Don't feel sorry for yourself, as a teacher, I believe that you can become a pillar in the future Of……"

Before he could finish the word "cai" of the pillar of talent, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Wu Zhao also had a strange look on the seat, and immediately covered her chest with a red face. Although a layer of mud was smeared on her face, she could still see that her ears and neck were red and transparent.

Han Yue coughed in an instant, and his face quickly turned dull.

Turn around and go!

Without saying a word, I left...

Only Wu Zhao was left in the original place, sitting blankly, her face, ears, neck, and neck all turned red. She just felt as if there was a little rabbit in her chest, which was constantly pounding outside, that feeling of an extremely fast heartbeat, It was a taste she had never had before.

Although she was a generation of queens in history, she is just a girl now. Can you expect her to be as ruthless as in history? She is just an ignorant child now.

Well, it seems a little inappropriate to say that it is a child. After all, in the Tang Dynasty, women could marry at the age of 14.

Wu Zhao sat there in a daze, and it took a long time for her to regain her senses. She put her hands on her chest, and for some reason, a strange thought flashed in her heart: "I was about to lose my breath, but I was severely beaten. punched..."

Then his thoughts changed again, it became more and more bizarre, and he thought wildly: "I'm tied so tightly, he must have misunderstood me. Oh, why do I think about these things, he is a full round older than me!"

A generation of queens who was famous for later generations, at this moment, she just looks like a silly little girl. She sat in a chair in a daze, and forgot to write the third question after answering.

Han Yue walked slowly away with his hands behind his back. He couldn't see the embarrassing thing he had just done. He walked all the way to the entrance of the examination room, and suddenly coughed lightly, then whispered to the two bowing hands. The little gentleman said: "There is a child over there. She has a relatively poor background. I see that she has some literary talents. If you can't answer the third question well, you can give a back door..."

Open the back door!

The Tang Dynasty did not have this vocabulary!

The two little gentlemen were confused for a long time, and finally realized that the dean was suggesting to let the boy pass the test directly. Naturally, they did not dare to hold any objection, but nodded quietly to show their memory.

Han Yue snorted and walked away peacefully with his hands behind his back.

After walking out a few steps, he suddenly walked back and said solemnly: "If that young man is talking nonsense, it must be because he is too excited to pass the test, so please remember not to take it seriously, and it is best not to talk to him too much. "

The two little gentlemen looked solemn, and said quickly, "Don't worry, Dean, we were told when we were transferred. This trip is only for invigilation and marking, and we are determined not to communicate too much with the students..."

Han Yue said "um" again, and then he walked away with his hands behind his back in satisfaction.