"Son, my parents have told you all the way that the imperial examination is a very difficult thing. It depends on talent. If you don't know talent, you can only rely on hard work."
"You failed this time, just try harder next time, don't be sad."
Mrs. Yan also felt very sorry for her son. Her son was the hardest working among his classmates.
The teacher also praised him for his diligence, and Xuezheng also said that he has a pure nature.
pity……
"Yes, keep working hard." Su Wanying stepped forward, looked at Gu Hao and said gently: "Like your second uncle, only a handful of people win in one go."
"There is already one person in the Gu family who has passed the imperial examination. If another one succeeds in the imperial examination, then other people will be jealous to death?"
"And what about those who took the exam four or five times before becoming a scholar?"
"Is it possible that they will not survive?"
"You are less than twenty years old now, but you already have a reputation as a scholar. You are already very good."
"A village or a county can't have many scholarly masters."
She did understand that her second uncle, who had such a smooth imperial examination, was here to compare.
This child naturally has great expectations, so the pressure is also great.
The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
"Mom is right." Gu Shuning brought a cup of warm tea to her cousin and said softly, "My sister thinks that my cousin will definitely go to high school in three years."
The little girl is good-looking and sounds nice, but her words are more effective than others.
"The master of Tianjie Temple said that what children say is the most effective." Gu Xiu said quickly: "Cousin, my sister is right, you will definitely win the exam in three years."
After several people exchanged words with each other, Gu Hao's mood gradually stabilized.
After dinner and a few sips of wine, the children went back to sleep.
His wife and sister-in-law went to the house to talk. Gu Chen asked someone to help his drunken brother back to his room to sleep, while he took his nephew to the study to talk.
"Actually, it's not bad to be a private school teacher. Not only does it have a higher social status, but you also earn more money. Why do you want to be an official?"
If you don't have great abilities as an official, you need to get through it slowly and slowly.
In the position of sixth or seventh grade, you may stay for many, many years.
The annual salary is probably better than being a private school teacher.
"What are you talking about? Second uncle, this is the dream of all officials." Gu Hao pouted and said, "You are a full man, you don't understand how a hungry man is hungry."
"Li Taibai once wrote in a poem, "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can we be from Penghao?" At that time, he was already a great poet who was famous all over the world.
"No matter where he goes, there are a lot of people holding him up and respecting him. Doesn't his social status be high? Is he disrespected and lacks money?"
"He's tall and respected. He's not really short of money. His life is much better than Du Zimei's."
"But what?"
"He still thinks that he is a Penghao man. Only when he becomes an official can he look up to the sky and laugh, and can he be called: A big roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles."
"If the poets and immortals are like this, let alone me?"
Everyone's descriptions of successful people include being granted the title of marquis by generals, honoring ancestors, and being granted the title of wife. These are all descriptions of being an official.
That is an honor, and scholars all over the world want this honor.
Those who write about living in seclusion and being indifferent to fame and fortune are all sour words about frustration in officialdom.
Even the admirable Mr. Tao Yuanming served as an official five times.
"Boy, it's not easy to be an official." Gu Chen asked his eldest brother to go back and rest, then looked at him and said, "Let me ask you, what kind of official do you want to be?"
"I am an official like your second uncle and I, who offend the powerful in the court every day."
"I still want to be a local official who is respected by the people but oppressed by his superiors."
"Or, to be a poor official in the capital, or to be a high-ranking official who has the power to decide the life, death, promotion and promotion of officials?"
The young man is dressed in moon-white cloth, and his ten years of hard study in a cold window have made him full of bookishness. His eyes are clear and ignorant, and have not been polluted by the world.
"Second uncle, I have never thought about becoming an official, but I know that I want to be an upright official."
"I want to be a good official for the people, the world, and my father."
"Whether it's an eighth-grade county magistrate, a seventh-grade censor, or a third-grade doctor."
"Second uncle, I will definitely not forget my original intention and will always be a good official. Just like you, second uncle, I will bring glory to my Gu family."
It was decided by the court which official he should be, and it was not his place to worry about.
He can only decide what kind of official he should be.
"Okay, very good." This kid didn't have the innate potential to be a corrupt official, so Gu Chen was quite happy: "But the things he does at each stage are different."
"Right now, you can just study in peace and mind. The most important thing is to pass the entrance exam first."
"If you can't even pass the examination, don't mention becoming an official."
This was the nephew of the original owner, so he naturally wanted to treat him wholeheartedly.
If he wins the exam, he can recommend him to the Imperial College as a prison student.
If he fails to pass the exam, he will be able to enter the Imperial Academy if he is promoted to the third rank in the future.
It's just that people give up without faith, and Gu Chen didn't want to tell him his plan.
Think about it, you want to get admitted to a prestigious university, but your father tells him.
"Son, whether you pass the exam or not, dad can stuff it in for you."
That's it, will you still study hard?
After he finished chatting with his nephew, Gu Chen was about to go back to sleep, but suddenly he wanted to go to the front yard to see what Zeng Qi was doing at this time.
"Destiny is called nature, self-discipline is called Tao, and cultivating the Tao is called teaching. The Tao is also a Tao. It cannot be separated from it for a moment, but it is not a Tao to be separated..."
Zeng Qi's house is not in the inner courtyard, and there is no floor heating, so he can only burn a briquette stove and wear thicker clothes to keep warm.
Looking inside through the window, Gu Chen only saw dim candlelight inside the house.
The sound of the young man reading loudly reached his ears, and he couldn't help but stop and listen.
"What time is it?"
Gu An held a lantern in his hand, looked at the sky, and then replied respectfully.
"Master, we are hit by Haishi."
Gu Chen nodded slightly. It was already ten o'clock in the evening and he was still working so hard.
No wonder I can get the top prize in the exam in the future.
You're not afraid of being a low-achieving student who doesn't work hard, but you're afraid that a top student is working harder than you.
"Does he usually study so late?"
"Yes." Gu An thought for a while and said with a smile: "Zhenzhu told me that Madam was giving a gift to the husband of the Zeng family brother."
"My husband has always praised the Zeng family brother for his talent, saying that he has a talent for writing."
"They also said that he was diligent, even though he had frostbite on his hands. He never missed a day of homework. He was the first to arrive at school every day and the last to leave."
For such a hard-working young man, his master is very discerning.
Gu Chen felt that this gentleman was really discerning. Zeng Qi was the deputy editor of Yongle Dadian. Didn't he have a talent for writing?
"This candlelight is too dim, and it's cold in winter."
Gu Chen turned around and did not disturb the child's reading, but just gave instructions.
"Ask the housekeeper to make him some cotton-padded clothes, add more candles at night, and pay more attention to food and clothing. Don't let the child suffer too much in life."
Taking care of my son-in-law is one of them.
In the officialdom, many friends are better than many enemies. The imperial examination is about to take place, and those in the court are trying to recruit students for their own disciples.
Although he did not want to participate for the time being, he also supported several poor students.
It can be regarded as doing good deeds, and it can also be regarded as a connection. What if it will be useful in the future?
Of course, he definitely didn't mess with those who died miserably.
