Xu Jin smiled and gently rubbed Xie Xiaowan's head and said, "The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a breath, don't worry, Xianggong will take the exam next year before coming back." ”

Xie Xiaowan was already a little accustomed to Xu Jin's doting kissing action, but at this moment, the villagers who were watching outside had not gone far, the little girl nodded shyly, and the uneasiness in her heart was inexplicably calmed down.

Xu Jin stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Xie Xiaowan's face that had not yet dried, and said with pity: "Was you scared just now?" I'm sorry for the late return of Xianggong! ”

Xie Xiaowan was sweet in her heart, shook her head and said, "It's Xiaowan who made Xianggong worried!" ”

That night, after Xu Jin finished eating, he began to study Guo Fuzi's two eight-strand essays non-stop.

Xu Jin knows very well the serious consequences of being expelled from the family, just like a company employee who has bad behavior and is fired, and he wants to mix in this circle in the future, and no company even dares to hire him.

The same reason, loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness, honesty, and shame are the moral standards of scholars, and the scholars who were expelled from the family were first burdened with the stigma of disloyalty and filial piety, and I believe that no examiner dared to admit this kind of candidate, and even when he signed up, he was brushed down, and he didn't even have the opportunity to take the exam.

So the current situation is that there is no turning back from the bow, Xu Jin must show the determination to break the cauldron and sink the boat, the ruthlessness of the cantilever beam, and pick up the fame of Xiucai in one fell swoop next year, and fight back against the old face of the patriarch.

The eight-strand text is divided into eight parts, which are to break the topic, undertake the topic, start to speak, start, start the stock, middle share, back share, bundle share, the latter four parts must have two row comparison and dual sentences, and pay attention to the balance of the battle, the whole article can not exceed 600 words.

Therefore, it is not easy for a modern person who is accustomed to vernacular writing to write an eight-strand essay that fits the format, let alone a high-level eight-strand essay.

The level of the two articles that Guo Fuzi gave to Xu Jin is actually just average, and there is nothing outstanding, so it is not for nothing that he has not been able to catch Xiucai in his whole life. Of course, although the level is average, it still has reference value for Xu Jin at this stage.

Xu Jin was an exam bully in his previous life, and when he was preparing for the college entrance examination, he took the daily, weekly, and monthly exams, and the test papers he had done were piled up as high as a hill, so what he was best at was to engage in the tactics of a sea of questions.

Xu Jin carefully studied Guo Fuzi's article several times, and then began to draw gourds in the same way......

When Xu Jin put down his pen, Xie Xiaowan happened to walk into the room with a bowl of red-hot coals, and yawned sleepily. Since there was no stove at home, Xie Xiaowan used an earthen bowl to hold charcoal next to Xu Jin's feet to keep warm, and when the charcoal was weak, she would change to a new bowl, which could be described as meticulous.

Xu Jin had been engrossed in writing the eight-strand essay, but he didn't notice that Xie Xiaowan hadn't slept yet, so he hurriedly packed up his pen and ink and asked, "Xiaowan, what time is it?" ”

"I just played the third watch (23 o'clock)!" Xie Xiaowan put down the charcoal bowl, then grabbed Xu Jin's hand and brought it to his mouth and took a few breaths of hot air.

Xu Jin grabbed the pen for a few hours, his hands were a little stiff and cold, but Xie Xiaowan's little hands were warm, it should be because she had just held the charcoal bowl, so it was very comfortable for her to hold her hand.

"It's so late, Xiaowan, I've worked hard for you, you can sleep first in the future, don't worry about me!" Xu Jin said apologetically.

Xie Xiaowan hurriedly shook her head and said, "Xiaowan is not hard, Xianggong is only hard to read and write, his hands are frozen, Xianggong ...... Are you done writing? ”

"It's done!" Xu Jin smiled.

Xie Xiaowan stretched her neck and glanced at the notebook, and said adoringly: "Xianggong writes so well!" ”

Xu Jinqi said: "Can you understand? ”

Xie Xiaowan stuck out her tongue and said: "Xianggong, Xiaowan doesn't know how to read, where can she understand it, but the handwriting written by Xianggong is very beautiful!" ”

The literacy rate of the Ming Dynasty was surprisingly low, and although there is no detailed historical record, it is estimated that perhaps one in 1,000 people could be literate.

"Xianggong taught you to read, okay?" Xu Jin said with a smile, as the so-called red sleeves add fragrance to night reading, it is not bad to slowly train this little girl.

"Really?" Xie Xiaowan's eyes lit up, but she immediately shook her head and said, "No, no, no, that will delay the time for Xianggong to study!" ”

Xu Jin rubbed Xie Xiaowan's forehead and said with a smile: "Silly girl, Xianggong can't read all the time, right?" ”

Xie Xiaowan's eyes suddenly turned into two good-looking Yue Ya'er, and she said angrily: "Xianggong, can you not rub other people's heads all the time, Xiaowan is not a little girl, Xianggong is only two years old." ”

Xu Jin scratched Xie Xiaowan's nose dotingly, and said with a smile: "A big month is also a big month, and Xianggong likes to spoil you like to treat you like a little girl." ”

Xie Xiaowan lowered her head shyly, her heart was as sweet as drinking two taels of honey, and she couldn't help but hold Xu Jin's hand and put it on her chest.

There are poems:

More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.

The spring breeze is ten miles of Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the red curtain.

Xie Xiaowan is in the prime of her cardamom years, and her love is just beginning, how could Xu Jin expect that her unintentional love words would make this little girl so emotional.

Xie Xiaowan's clothes were thin, and her hands were on her chest, and she could clearly feel the slight bulge. Xu Jin was embarrassed, although he was a teenager's body, he had a soul that was dozens of years old, the key was that in his modern consciousness, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was not yet an adult, so it was really a bit of a beast, but he had to admit that he felt very good now, as if he was back in those years...... The young and ignorant first love, the unforgettable heartbeat is racing.

"Ahh Xie Xiaowan snorted softly, let go of Xu Jin's hand with a red face, and said deliciously: "Xianggong, it's late at night, let's sleep!" With that, he slipped out of the room as if he were fleeing.

When Xie Xiaowan married into the Xu family, the nerd had been sick in bed, so the two had not yet had a round room, not long ago, the nerd had just improved and was able to get out of bed and walk, but he was very unlucky and fell into the river and drowned, and Xu Jin's soul occupied this body, and the two have been sleeping in separate rooms.

At this time, Xu Jin was relieved when he saw Xie Xiaowan slip out of the room, just now, it is estimated that even if she carries that girl to bed to correct the Fa, she is definitely willing, but she really can't do it.

Xu Jin thinks that he is not a moral gentleman, but he has modern values and outlook on life in his head, and the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl is not yet an adult, so he ...... Let's talk about it in a few years.

Xu Jin was about to make the bed, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two bowls of coals on the ground, and couldn't help but think that in such a cold weather, Xiaowan's girl didn't know if she could sleep warmly, so she evenly matched the two bowls of coals, and then picked up one of the bowls and went to Xie Xiaowan's room.

The Xu family used to have a good family after all, so the house they lived in was quite passable, with a total of one hall and three bedrooms, Xie Xiaowan slept in the room opposite the hall, there was no door, only a broken straw mat was hung at the door, and Xu Jin walked straight in.

"Xiaowan, have you slept?" Xu Jin called out with a charcoal fire.

"Oh...... Xianggong, why are you here? Xie Xiaowan sat up from the bed, a little nervous.

The room was dim, but some silhouettes could be faintly seen in the light of the coals.

"I'll send you a bowl of coals!" Xu Jin put the coals at the foot of the bed, clapped his hands and stood up.

Xie Xiaowan said movingly: "Thank you, Xianggong!" ”

"Thank you, go to sleep...... Hey, your quilt! Xu Jin touched the bed and was stunned.

At this moment, what kind of quilt is Xie Xiaowan draped on her body, it is clearly a small cushion sewn up with some rags, and some rice stalks are stuffed in it, due to the lack of length, half of the small body is exposed, how can this thing keep out the cold?

Xu Jin's heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife, the two of them had slept in separate rooms for half a month, he didn't even notice that Xie Xiaowan's quilt was like this, and now in such a cold weather, it was really hard to imagine how she survived the night.

"Damn it!" Xu Jin secretly scolded himself, regretting and distressing, he should have come over to take a look.

As soon as Xu Jin stretched out his hand and lifted the "quilt", Xie Xiaowan was startled, and said timidly: "Xianggong, what are you doing!" ”

"Let's go, go over there and sleep together!" Xu Jin couldn't help but pick up Xie Xiaowan and walked out of the room with the "quilt" in one hand.

Xie Xiaowan exclaimed, even her neck was red in the dark, and her heart was beating like a deer.

Then, Xie Xiaowan soon found that she was thinking wrong, Xu Jin carried her to the opposite room, turned around and took back the bowl of coals, and then spread her "quilt" on the bed, and said softly: "Sleep, squeeze together to sleep warmer!" ”

Xie Xiaowan's nose couldn't help but sour, and her eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

"Why are you still stunned, come up and sleep, I'm afraid that the prime minister won't be able to eat you!" Xu Jin patted the side.

Xie Xiaowan turned her head and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, took off her skirt timidly, and got into the quilt wearing only a close-fitting coat.

Xu Jin slightly turned sideways and hugged Xie Xiaowan into his arms, the girl's skin was smooth and tender to the touch, and the latter's body was obviously slightly stiff.

"Don't think about it, it's warmer this way, let's sleep!" Xu Jin said softly.

Gradually, Xie Xiaowan's tense body relaxed, and she subconsciously moved closer to Xu Jin's arms.

Xu Jin was really sleepy today, usually engrossed in doing one thing is often easy to get tired, he quickly fell asleep, his nose opened and closed slightly, and he made a slight snoring sound.

Xie Xiaowan couldn't sleep, her eyes were wide in the dark, listening to the man's heartbeat with her pulse, her body and mind were warm, and she had a peaceful and happy sweet smile on her face.

"Xianggong, you are my man, you are my god, even if you can't pass the exam and are expelled from the Xu family, Xiaowan will always accompany you, at the end of the world, never give up!" Xie Xiaowan thought silently in her heart, sticking to Xu Jin even tighter.

When she woke up the next day, Xu Jin found that her arms were empty, and Xiao Wan's girl probably had gone to the river to wash clothes or water vegetables, and she had recently opened a small piece of wasteland by the river to grow vegetables.

Xu Jin got up and washed his face, the cooked gruel was already hot in the pot, and there was a small plate of dried salted radish, and I don't know where Xiaowan got it.

After breakfast, Xu Jin jogged around the garden as usual to exercise, and when Xu Jin read in the morning, Xiaowan's girl came back with the broker.