Red Mansions: My Book is Cool

"Dr. Wang, I was originally from the Rongguo Mansion. There are a lot of people in my family. There is a relative named Xue in Jia's family who used to buy rare overseas items for the imperial court. When his son came to visit, he once talked to me about However, if the foreign matter blocks the trachea, it will suffocate to death in a very short time. Overseas, a doctor named Heimlich created this first aid method. When the students were writing the collection of detective cases, for the purpose of designing the plot, they also thought that this method might save lives one day, so they wrote it into the book." Jia Cong replied respectfully: " The doctor asked, but I don't know what went wrong, could it be that this method is useless?"

"No, it's useful, it's very useful!" Dr. Wang sighed after hearing Jia Cong's explanation.

"Dr. Liang, I also like to watch that detective episode when I have free time. When I saw the 'Heimlich method' in that episode of detective stories, I thought it was novel and the method was simple, so I remembered it in my heart. Unexpectedly, one day, I would use this method to save my little grandson. My daughter came back with her little grandson to celebrate my old wife’s birthday, but he accidentally got stuck with a mouthful of dim sum when he was teased at the birthday banquet At that time, my face was blue and purple, I couldn't breathe, and I was about to die. I was anxious, and suddenly remembered this method. The dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, and my little grandson was saved."

Dr. Wang recalled the situation at that time, and he was still a little scared: "My son-in-law only got such a son when he was [-]. If something happened to my family, how would my daughter and I explain to him?"

"Ah, I didn't expect Jia Cong to have such a fate with you, it's God's will!" Dr. Liang was overjoyed and said without losing the opportunity.

"Yes, the old man really should repay him a thing or two, so that he can repay the karma." Dr. Wang said seriously: "The old man just inspected him, and his knowledge is quite solid. From tomorrow onwards, let him come to the old man's place every other day. Give him individual guidance. If he can pass this Qiu Wei smoothly, then it can be seen that he is a man who can be made, and the old man will accept him as a disciple."

Jia Cong and Jia Dairu were overjoyed when they heard this, and naturally they would not reject the pie that fell from the sky. Jia Cong immediately thanked Dr. Wang, and started studying with him the next day.This incident made Jia Cong also sigh. At that time, he decided to write detective stories just to make money so that he could have some confidence when he left Jia's house.But as I was writing, I just wanted to put some useful knowledge into the book. Maybe the readers would see some benefits. Unexpectedly, a good intention brought me such an opportunity, "unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades", maybe It is really planting a good cause and getting a good fruit!

Dr. Wang deserves to be the top teacher of the Imperial College, and he prescribes the right medicine when he guides Jia Cong.Jia Cong's knowledge of classics and classics is not bad, so let's further study and familiarize himself with it.Jia Cong's strength lies in the theory, and he can often put forward his own unique views and methods of doing things. Dr. Wang is responsible for guiding and controlling, analyzing what can be appreciated by the examiners without going out of line and attracting taboos.Then he analyzed the recent political issues for him, and listed various possible topics for Jia Cong to practice.In terms of poetry and prose, Jia Cong is not particularly spiritual, but his prose is smooth and fluent, with substance in his words.Dr. Wang asked him to do more and practice more, so as to develop a sense of poetic rhyme.Under the guidance of Dr. Wang, Jia Cong felt that his level was indeed improving by leaps and bounds, and he felt quite reborn.

In a blink of an eye, Jia Cong had been studying in the Imperial College for more than half a year.Summer is coming to an end, and autumn is about to begin.

Qiuwei can be said to be the saddest pass in the imperial examination for scholars, and its importance even surpasses that of the general examination.Because most of the students have no chance to take the exam, and most of them died in the autumn of their fame after being selected as a scholar.The number of people participating in Qiu Wei is not much less than that of the test.Qiuwei is a big wave washing the sand, ruthlessly screening out most of the students.But its returns are also very generous, and it is a watershed in the future of students.

Qiugui has three exams, each of which lasts three days and nights, and the exams are changed twice in the middle.Among all the imperial examinations, Qiugui was the most difficult. At that time, the hot summer had just ended and the heat had not yet gone.Scholars have to suffer for several days in the cramped examination room, and those who are slightly weaker cannot make it through, and most of them fall ill or even die in the examination room.Jia Cong was also uneasy about this. Didn't Jia Zhu go there at a young age because he broke down after taking part in the provincial examination?

Therefore, since Jia Cong came to Guozijian, he insisted on exercising every day.Running was too conspicuous, so Jia Cong went to learn something like "Ba Duan Jin" and "Five Animal Shows".After persisting in this way for more than half a year, his body has become stronger. Originally, he would exercise his body sooner or later in Rongguo Mansion, not a frail scholar.

Jia Dairu made preparations early on, such as rain-proof tarpaulins, snake and insect repellent powder, daily medicines, oil lamps, etc., and told Jia Cong over and over again what to pay attention to.Mrs. Zhu was busy thinking about what kind of food to bring to Jia Cong that would satisfy the hunger and would not spoil easily.Under normal circumstances, it is mostly to prepare flatbread and steamed buns.But for nine days, I only ate these dry pancakes. It was too much suffering. Jia Cong thought of the instant noodles of later generations.The low-profile version is also fine.

After listening to Jia Cong's explanation, Mrs. Zhu immediately took the maid to the kitchen to try it out.Take the good flour, put a few eggs in it, and spread it out, then roll it into thin slices, cut into thin shreds, put it into a pot of chicken soup that has been cooked in advance, and cook it thickly, then remove it immediately Come on, put it in an oil pan and fry it to dry.When it's time to eat, soak it in boiling water.Several people tried to eat it, and it tasted good, and it tasted even more palatable when paired with dry biscuits.

"Oh, bringing this to the examination room is much better than steamed buns. I'm also stupid. If I had thought of this way earlier, your grandfather would have eaten better when he was in the examination room!" Zhu sighed.

"Not only in the examination room, but passers-by take it with you. When you can't find a place to sharpen, you can also have a comfortable meal." Jia Dairu said: "In this case, you should do more two days before Cong'er leaves the court." , be sure to make it clean and meticulous.”

After hearing this, Jia Cong suddenly had a thought. It seems that the ancient version of instant noodles can also be promoted, and there are also business opportunities.Forget it, these are things for the future, he doesn't have the heart to take care of this now.

At the end of August, Qiu Wei began.Jia Cong once again got into the carriage and headed for the examination room under the eager and apprehensive eyes of Jia Dairu and his wife, as well as Madam Su.He was carrying a test basket full of food and supplies, and was among the crowd. He was obviously a few years younger than the others, even a teenager.The flow of people is like a tide, and the momentum and atmosphere are incomparable compared with Tongshi.

Jia Cong couldn't help becoming a little nervous, as if reliving the scene during the college entrance examination. 'Looking at the past, the years are thick! ’, Jia Cong encouraged himself in his heart: don’t be afraid, he has always had good luck in exams, and he got admitted to a satisfactory school as he wished during the college entrance examination.After Dr. Wang's intensive training, his grasp of the rural examination has been greatly improved.As long as you calm down and play normally, you can give it a try!

Come on, Jia Cong!

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Nine days later, the sour and smelly Jia Cong walked out of the gate of the Gongyuan, his face haggard and pale.However, compared with some other candidates who can hardly walk, they can still see the past.

Qi Ping'an and another servant had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing this, they hurriedly stepped forward to support Jia Cong, half-supporting and half-embracing him onto the carriage.Warm tea and delicious food have been prepared in the car, and the cushions are also soft.

"Brother Cong, eat something first, the old man and the old lady are already waiting for you at home. They couldn't sleep last night, and got up in the middle of the night to burn incense and worship Buddha."

Jia Cong waved his hands at them feebly, closed his eyes and rested his mind.The students who complained about the college entrance examination in the previous life, as long as they are allowed to take the local examination, Custodian will never complain again!Now, Jia Cong also wants to burn incense and pray, bless his high school!Otherwise, two years later, he will inevitably suffer again, that is really not a human life!For nine days, he curled up in the small examination room to answer papers, and slept curled up at night. Fortunately, he was well-proportioned.If it was big and tall, it would be like being locked in a cage where slave traders transported black slaves, not to mention torture.

In addition, in that enclosed space, the sour smell from people who haven't bathed for many days, the smell of various foods, and the ecstasy smell from the hut are all intertwined, which really hurts the nose and eyes!In the examination room, there were not one or two candidates who were exhausted and passed out.

Jia Cong remembered that in the book, Jia Zhu died of an illness after suffering from an exam. No wonder Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang indulged Baoyu, because they were afraid that he would repeat Jia Zhu's mistakes!Therefore, if he is still in Jia's house, even if he escapes the house raid, he doesn't have to expect to be able to make a fortune by himself.Thinking of these, Jia Cong's heart was ignited with fighting spirit.Even if he fails this time, he will come again!At least, now he can control his own destiny, no longer at the mercy of others.

The proud servant of the Jia family can also eat delicacies from mountains and seas on weekdays, wear silk and satin, be pampered, and live a very happy life.However, the contract of sale is always in the hands of the master, and may be sold at any time when necessary, or when the master dislikes it.Jia Cong felt that the former self was not much better than them.

Back home, Mrs. Zhu had already prepared meat porridge and soup, and hot water was boiled in the kitchen.As soon as Jia Cong came in, the old couple didn't ask him about the exam. They gave him something to eat first, and then ordered the maid to bring a bathtub and fill it with hot water, and put herbs in the water.Jia Cong took a quick bath, changed into a clean and soft bathrobe, fell asleep refreshed all over his body.

Jia Cong slept for a full day and night, making up for the energy lost in the examination room.He got up refreshed, and told Jia Dairu, who had been waiting anxiously, about the situation of the Nine-Tian Township Examination in detail.After that, he went to visit Dr. Wang, followed Dr. Wang's instructions, and roughly wrote out his answer sheet silently.

Dr. Wang looked at it carefully from beginning to end, and smiled slightly.Seeing this, Jia Cong let out a long sigh of relief, and put his heart into his stomach.