In the evening, it rained lightly, and it fell on the courtyard of blue bricks and black tiles. The thick night is soaked in the heaven and earth.

After dinner, Jia Huan lit three candles on the lecture desk to write a scroll. There were three or two classmates who came to borrow light to study.

Jia Huan didn't mind. When he was in his third year of high school, there were nearly 80 people in a classroom. It's much more crowded than that. Jia Huan was still pondering Yi Junjie's news and Ye Jiaolang's plan in his heart.

Ye Jiaolang asked him to win the championship in the Wenhui, obviously not just to gain the appreciation of the mountain chief Zhang Anbo. Because, if you want to be appreciated by the mountain chief, it is enough to be brilliant in the "January Literary Meeting". And winning the championship means that Ye Jiaolang wants him to win the qualification to follow the mountain chief to attend various banquets this year.

Think about the identity of the mountain chief Zhang Anbo, a two-list jinshi, and a famous Confucian in the capital. Does he have any dealings with the magistrate of Wanping County? Wendao Academy is located in Wanping County. The examiner of the county examination is the magistrate.

Jia Huan keenly grasped the key point of Ye Jiaolang's plan, and suddenly had some clarity in his heart.

He was a man of mature mind. The modern college entrance examination is so strict, and there are not a few people who cheat every year, let alone the ancient imperial examination? Didn't Tang Bohu, a genius in the Ming Dynasty, fall into the imperial examination fraud case and interrupt his future and despair his life?

For cheating in exams, Jia Huan does not have any psychological burden. He has no mental cleanliness. Since Ye Jiaolang recommended this path, I am afraid that it is a similar way to send the college entrance examination. It is an unspoken rule within reason.

Hearing the first place in the "January Literary Society" of Dao Academy, he must take it down. This is where the hope lies in passing the county examination.

But it may not be easy for him to outperform the other six.

Jia Huan groaned in his heart.

At this moment, at the door of the lecture hall of Zhizhi, a handsome young man smiled and said, "I said that Brother Jia must be studying hard in the lecture hall at this time, and sure enough." ”

Seven or eight students reading books in the lecture hall glared angrily. Disturbing purity. It's disgusting.

Jia Huan looked up and saw Lin Xinyuan standing at the door waving to him, and said in his heart: Are the two of us very familiar? Since he drank at Xu Ji Restaurant in Dongzhuang Town a few years ago, he has never seen Lin Xinyuan again. This kid is not very kind.

"You can do your own thing. There is a prior line to leave under it. Jia Huan packed his things into his schoolbag and left the lit candles.

He left Jiafu and brought 100 taels of silver with him. It's a huge amount of money. The academy is full of food and accommodation. He spent almost nothing. There is only money on charcoal, candles, pen, ink, and paper. Reading at night, he categorically refused to grieve his eyes.

"Classmate Jia, Gao Yi."

"Xie Jia."

Several students who borrowed the light got up one after another and whispered thanks. Jia Huan smiled, arched his hand, and walked out of the lecture hall. He knew the hardships of studying in a poor family. I ate mustard with 2 dimes of white rice for half a year.

Every man with a strong heart has his own story.

Outside the lecture hall, Lin Xinyuan, who was dressed in a white shirt, laughed enthusiastically. There was also a scholar in gray and white clothes beside him, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round face and a slightly chubby face, and he smiled kindly and bowed his hand. The three of them walked into the cloister and spoke.

The rain was drizzling, with the chill of early spring. The cloister is dimly lit. Raindrops fall on the dark red wooden fence. The houses of the college are of different heights, from near to far, and are lit up. It has a vigorous vitality.

Lin Xinyuan introduced: "Brother Jia, this is Wanping Luo Xiangyang, the twenty-first person in the inner house. Fifteen years old, the table word Wenshu. This year, I want to participate in the Wanping County Examination. "In these days, people have a strong sense of the countryside. Fellows meet each other and are naturally close.

Lin Xinyuan's words were a bit winding. But Jia Huan understood as soon as he heard it. The twenty-first in the inner house is the first name of the second class in the inner house. There are only 20 people in the Inner Shejia class. Obviously, this little fat brother is a reading elite in Wendao Academy.

The little fat man Luo Xiangyang smiled at Jia Huan, "I've seen classmate Jia." ”

After seeing the ceremony, Luo Xiangyang apologized and said: "Because of my gullibility in Chen Jiayun, I misunderstood that classmate Jia did not go home during the Spring Festival, and said something to slander you. However, when I heard that Brother Jia was determined to study poetry in the inner house, I admired the firmness of Jia's determination to study, and I came to apologize to Jia. ”

After speaking, Luo Xiangyang gave Jia Huan a deep look.

Jia Huan micro sign.

He didn't react a little. There's something wrong with this style of painting! He was frightened every step in Jiafu. Infighting. A few days ago, I had a quarrel with Chen Jiayun. That guy is going to ruin his reputation. With his experience, it is normal for students in the academy to fight each other.

The literary saying is called: Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

But, this little fat brother seems to be sincere and makes people feel that his IQ is a little touching. How can anyone say bad things behind his back, but apologize in person? In modern society, this is simply looking for a draw. Jia Huan has never met such a classmate since graduating from junior high school.

A true gentleman too!

Jia Huan stretched out his hand to help Luo Xiangyang, "Zi said: People don't know and are not ashamed, aren't they also gentlemen?" Brother Luo is a gentleman and admires it. ”

Luo Xiangyang saw that Jia Huan forgave him, and smiled with relief, "The gentleman is cautious!" I don't dare not come when I do something wrong. ”

Lin Xinyuan laughed on the side: "The two of you can choose to have a drink together." Good night rain, just right for drinking. ”

Jia Huan frowned and said, "I still have to study, and Brother Lin wants to drink and defecate himself." ”

Lin Xinyuan was suddenly a little embarrassed. He boasted in front of others that he and "Jia Sanshou" were good friends.

Luo Xiangyang also nodded and said: "The county test is imminent, and it should be important to be famous." Brother Lin still needs to study hard even if he doesn't end up in this course. Industry is good at diligence, and absurdity is frolic. After the hospital examination in August, I will ask Brother Jia to get drunk again. ”

Jia Huan thought so. After sending Luo Xiangyang and Lin Xinyuan away, they went to Lin Jiaolang's room to deliver the rolls. I sighed a little in my heart. This academy is much cleaner than Jiafu.

Jia Baoyu's little broken child hurt him by falling jade in his house, so he didn't think to apologize to him. Look at the little fat brother. What a gap in life! He was ashamed. He would definitely not apologize for this.

The real Confucian, his conduct and morality, I am afraid that Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, who live in the courtyard of the mansion, can imagine. Reading is not just a career economy. There are: Gewu, Zhizhi, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world.

Jia Huan smiled softly and knocked on the door of Lin Jiaolang's dormitory.

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On the 27th, the light rain did not stop.

A list of participants in the January Bun on the 28th of tomorrow has been circulated. The crowd was talking. There are seven people in total: Jia Huan, Chen Jiayun, Wei Yang, Gongsun Liang, Luo Xiangyang, Qiao Rusong, Pang Ze.

On the evening of the 27th, he was in a dormitory outside Wendao Academy. A young man in a Confucian shirt sat lonely in the east bed, and the candlelight fell on his face: red lips and white teeth, and a handsome face.

The boy muttered in a low voice, "I must win the first place!" To teach these people the difference between genius and mediocrity! ”

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In the dormitory of Class B in the college, four roommates sat around the square table and talked, discussing the strength of the individual participating in the literary meeting.

The horse-faced young man in the center said in a deep voice: "I will take the first." ”

He is a child who has passed the government examination. As long as you take the college examination again, you can enter the school. Zhang Anbo, the chief of the mountain, is a friend of Sha Sheng of Shuntian Mansion, and he is also a native of Lingshou County, Zhending Prefecture, Beizhili. His fame is here.

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In the lecture hall of Class B in the college, a slightly chubby teenager was reading hard with a lamp. Cover the gap and ponder.

"If a gentleman has nothing to fight, he will shoot too! Let it go up, and drink it down. Its contention is also a gentleman. ”

"The battle of gentlemen, I want to be the first!"

The little fat brother whispered to himself, and then continued to read hard.

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In a dormitory in class A in the college, more than a dozen students gathered in a dormitory to laugh and talk. A slightly ugly man sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the laughter and conversation. The person has a large nose. Very distinctive.

Someone laughed and said: "We are laughing and talking, why don't we listen to Feng Xiao's high theory?" ”

The big-nosed scholar arched his hand and said confidently: "I'll wait for the white head to be famous." Fame must be done early. I will take the first name and become the head of the Xinhai New Year. ”

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In a small pavilion somewhere in the academy, the rain is faint. Cooper sky. The view is delightful.

The four corners of the pavilion burn charcoal pots, even in early spring, warm as spring. There are two people in the pavilion, and they drink relatively freely. Delicious food and wine, very pleasant.

One person smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, who does he think can be the head of the hospital this year?" Jia Sanshou, Wei Shentong, and Chen Yanshi don't need to be mentioned. ”

Brother Qiao smiled: "Brother Xu's words are not harsh. Chen's cynicism is sincere. He will be a good ruler who is dedicated to the people. Although Wei's study of the eight-strand system is short, his family history must be outstanding; Classmate Jia is agile in poetry, comparable to Luo and Wang. These three people should not be defeated lightly. ”

Brother Xu smiled and said, "Brother Qiao is really a kind person. Do you want to be the head of the hospital? ”

Brother Qiao nodded slightly.

Even though he is kind-hearted, who doesn't care about the honor of the head of the hospital? I have sharpened a sword for three years, but the frost blade has never been tried!

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The upper hall of the college, in a separate building.

An 18-year-old student is practicing calligraphy at his desk. His face is like a crown of jade, he is dressed in a Confucian shirt, and he is handsome. The temperament is as warm as jade.

"Alas..., if you don't take the first place, I'm afraid the mountain chief will be disappointed in me."

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The night passed slowly. The morning light fades the light of the night. The sound of reading wafted through the forest of the academy.

On the 28th, the college was closed for one day and the students studied on their own. But in fact, everyone is paying attention to the battle for the head of the house. There will be news coming back at that time. The head of the academy represents the highest level of the disciples of the academy.

Jia Huan, as always, went to the lecture hall to read in the morning, and then took food from the burden of the fastman outside the lecture hall.

After breakfast, Jia Huan walked from the cloister to the West Chamber. He wanted to go to see Ye Jiaolang first. Then, Ye Jiaolang took him to the Qushui Pavilion in the northwest of the academy.

The meeting is about to begin.