In the morning, before dawn, the spring rain rustled.

The moss in front of the eaves of the small building was raining, and the rain kept drifting in. Lin Yanchao put on his clothes and helped Lin Qianqian move a few pots of flowers in front of the small building into the corridor with an umbrella.

After cleaning up, Lin Yanchao got up to eat, then packed up the books, put them in the bookbag, held an umbrella and went out to take a boat to Lin's mansion.

When I arrived at the Lin Mansion, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the hem of Lin Yanchao's robe was wet.

In the Wenru Workshop where dignitaries lived, the servants were braving the rain to set up a car for the young master who was going out, and the leaves on several ancient and towering banyan trees were rattling by the rain.

Under the rain, there are many fewer people on the streets and alleys than usual.

After Lin Yanchao reported, he walked into the study through the side door, but saw that Lin Yan was already holding the book. There were two desks in the study, one was empty, and on the other sat a teenager younger than himself.

The boy was writing an article with a pen on his wrist.

Lin Yanchao felt a little familiar when he saw the young man, and immediately remembered that this person's name was Lin Quan, and when he was in Lianjiang Academy, Gong Zinan introduced this person to him.

The son of the merry son Lin Shisheng, the grandson of Lin Xian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, spent six months entering the inner house from the outer house, and then from the inner house to the upper house. The scholar of Lianjiang Academy, as well as the genes of his family's eight jinshi and four scholars.

Lin Quan glanced at Lin Yanchao out of the corner of his eye, and then said to Lin Yan: "Second uncle, this person is late, punish him for standing and listening to the class!" ”

This kid is crazy, not cute at all.

Lin Yan said: "Write your articles with peace of mind. ”

Lin Quan pursed his lips.

Lin Yanchao said: "Mr. disciple is late. ”

Lin Yan smiled and said, "It's not too late. I was at home, and you came in a hurry, and it rained. That's right. This is my nephew, who has just taken the first place in the Zhongmin County County Examination, and is now studying in front of me, so the two of you can get to know each other and learn from each other. ”

Minxian County trial case first! Lin Yanchao was shocked.

There is an unwritten rule in the examination room, the county test must be taken in the first city test, and the first court test must be taken.

That is, this little brat. has been sent to the hospital for the test, and what makes Lin Yanchao's heart even more unbalanced is that he is one or two years younger than himself. Compared to Ye Xianggao, this is another prodigy!

Lin Quan glanced at Lin Yanchao and said, "Second uncle, I can't write the paper, who is interested in talking to him." ”

Lin Yan said: "The head of the case can't underestimate others." Yanchao is also the top ten in the county of Houguan County. ”

Lin Quan sneered: "Second uncle." Who doesn't know that his county is in the top ten, and he still copied the article. ”

Lin Yan shook his head and said, "Okay, gossip aside, since you learn articles from me, I want the two of you to write me ten volumes before sunset today, and you are not allowed to eat dinner if you can't finish writing." ”

At that moment, Lin Yan gave ten questions to Lin Yanchao and said: "Six questions and four book questions, four questions and five scripture questions." Don't stand at the door, come and sit down. ”

Lin Yanchao took the roll. Once you are seated at the desk, press the roll with a paperweight and roll up the wet sleeves.

Lin Yan said at this time: "The government examination is judged by the prefect of the house, and the Chen Futai of the government is a jinshi in the thirty-eighth year of Jiajing. ”

Listening to Lin Yan's explanation, Lin Yanchao and Lin Quan both showed very serious looks.

"Yanchao, you are still short when you are in practice, and you don't have your own style of writing, so it's okay, you don't stick to one style, and it's easy to imitate others. Sima Xiangru's great endowment you have memorized backwards, this month, you can learn to paste the article, if you can't learn it, then teach you other methods. ”

"As for Quan'er, you have read a lot of books since you were a child, and you already have a foundation, so you don't have to change too much, but you need to pay attention to the rhetoric, and you can learn from the famous writers of the Six Dynasties."

"Okay, I won't talk about the rest, you write your own articles, and after you finish writing ten volumes, put them on the case, and I will explain it to you the day after tomorrow, and remember it when you go back, and take Cheng Mo from Chen Futai to figure it out." Don't feel ashamed to be flattering with literature, first learn from the ancients, and then become your own family, otherwise before your literary style is completed, those examiners from Hanlin and Jinshi will not take your articles. ”

After speaking, Lin Yan raised his sleeve robe and strode out of the door.

Lin Yanchao in the room, Lin Quan glanced at each other, they all snorted lightly, and then don't turn their heads to pick up the pen and polish the ink, and start writing articles.

The clothes on his body are a little wet, but it doesn't matter anymore, ten essays are written in one day, and this time is quite tight. Of course, Lin Yanchao can continue to shamelessly copy Cheng Wen, but this will not play a role in training.

Seeing that the teacher was not there, Lin Yanchao took off his wet shoes and socks, revealing his bare feet, naturally this vulgar behavior was sarcastic by Lin Quan disdainfully, and Lin Yanchao didn't hear anything specific. However, Lin Yanchao rarely cared about this little kid, but wrote it seriously.

Outside the eaves, there was still dripping water, hitting the stone steps, splashing everywhere, and occasionally a few spring thunders rumbled.

A few gusts of wind blew through the hall, with the fragrance of moist grass and mud, and under the corridor in the distance, a maid wearing an umbrella and soft-soled shoes walked quietly. There were also a few women's silver bell-like laughter, but they were not really heard, as if they came from the embroidery building, and they seemed to be far away.

In one morning, three articles were written in a hurry, and halfway through another one, a servant came in to deliver food.

The food in the Lin Mansion does not have the three soups and five cuts of the hairpin family in Lin Yanchao's imagination, it is just ordinary home-cooked side dishes.

As the young master of the Lin Mansion, Lin Quan eats the same as himself, nothing special. Seeing this, Lin Yanchao was even less qualified to be picky, because he was here to eat white food.

However, it can be seen that the Lin family's family style is really good, and the children of the official family will inevitably regard themselves as superior, but this is also a common stinky problem among scholars, but there is no luxury in food and clothing.

Lin Quan lifted the chopsticks, first poured half a bowl of egg drop soup into the rice, stirred it, and ate the food.

Lin Yanchao said kindly: "Young man, if you eat like this, your stomach will be bad." ”

Lin Quan glanced at Lin Yanchao, but instead ate it in a big gulp.

Lin Yanchao shook his head, and also ate the meal, and after eating, a servant cleaned up and left.

Lin Yanchao hiccuped for a long time and continued to write, of course, his burping behavior was despised by Lin Quan again.

In the afternoon, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, all down to the eaves.

Lin Yanchao, Lin Quan had to light the lamp early to write an article. When it got dark, Lin Yanchao still had two articles to finish. Lin Quan, on the other hand, stood up, clapped his hands, and smiled sarcastically at Lin Yanchao: "Go to dinner!" ”

After speaking, Lin Quan walked away.

Lin Yanchao was left alone in the room, and he finished writing another article, but he picked up the pen and looked at the last article, almost his eyes were black, and he wrote down nine articles during the day, and he wrote them down without leaving the stool, and his mind was full of words and sentences of the article, flying in front of him.

Lin Yanchao shook his head, sobered up a little and saw that it was already dark outside, and the smell of food wafting outside the house, stimulating himself one by one, it turned out that he was already hungry.

It's better to go back first, go home in the evening and finish writing, and make up for it tomorrow.

Lin Yanchao came up with this idea, and this thought turned into a good excuse, and slowly persuaded him to change his original mind.

"Childe, are you still there?" While the thoughts were struggling, a subordinate of the Lin Mansion came over with a lamp in his hand.

Lin Yanchao said: "Yes, I will leave soon after I finish writing." ”

"Okay, son, hurry up, the outer door is going to be locked, it's raining a little hard, you ask the porter for a lamp, carry it back."

"Thank you."

Lin Yanchao nodded, there was one last article left at hand, and he said in his heart that the stinky boy of the Lin family could finish all ten articles, why can't I?

If you can't finish writing, it's a big deal to lay on the floor directly in the study, what are you afraid of?

Lin Yanchao calmed down the impetuous emotions in his heart, and racked his brains to cut out words into sentences, the more so, the slower he wrote.

Lin Yanchao calmed down, patted his face with water, and suddenly recovered a little bit of energy, he picked up the pen and wrote the last article.

Lin Yanchao listened to the roar of the thunderstorm in his ears, and his pen did not stop, and after a while, he finished the last article.

Lin Yanchao blew dry the ink stains with relief, stacked the ten articles together in order, turned off the light and walked out of the study.

Lin Yanchao raised his head in the corridor and looked out of the patio, the rain actually stopped, and he couldn't help but say that it seems that going back late still has the advantage of going back late.

Lin Yanchao smiled, it was too late to go home in his heart, so he walked by the river and saw the beautiful scenery after the rain.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchao opened his umbrella and left the Lin Mansion with his bookbag on his back. (To be continued......)