Sasaburo, do you know that you brought up the term "pure passerby" a thousand years earlier?
Li Ang listened to Shasaburo's enthusiastic advocacy with an embarrassed look on his face. It felt like meeting the only reader who came to support him at a book signing.
It's so embarrassing that you can carve out a two-bedroom and one-living room with your feet.
Fortunately, Sha Saburo didn't stay too long. As bright fireworks bloomed in the southern sky, the dragon carriage team and the crowd on both sides of the river quickened their pace.
"The dragon boat race is about to begin,"
Sha Sanlang bowed his hand apologetically, "Li Xiaolang, I can't forgive you. When we win the championship, we can take the prize to the Security Hall to express our thanks."
"No, no, no, let's go before it's too late."
Li Ang waved Sha Sanlang to leave, turned around and picked out two hairpins from the jewelry stall, said goodbye to the unknown mother and daughter, and walked with Chai Chai to the south side of the dragon boat competition site.
As soon as the whistle blew, hundreds of boats and thousands of sails were racing. Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the people of Tsingzhou on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the dragon boat champion fell to the Shipbuilding Guild. Sha Saburo and his guys unfortunately got the third place.
People from the Shipbuilding Guild were very happy and presented rice dumplings, bacon, and candies along the street. Li Ang also went to get a pack of malt candies, feeling very happy.
When the fireworks show to celebrate the championship ended, Li Ang's first Yu Festival after awakening his memory came to an end.
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"...Remember not to let the plaster get wet when you get back."
Ten days later, in the security hall, Li Ang casually gave instructions to a patient with a fracture and watched him disappear from the door of the store.
During this time, the number of patients coming to him also increased.
Perhaps it was because the incident involving Gan Er's family spread that day, subsequent patients all asked Li Ang to use the best plaster bandages for them, regardless of the type of injury and additional cost.
There are even salesmen who come to the security hall to inquire specifically about whether plaster of paris powder should be provided regularly in the future.
Chai Cuiqiao, who was wiping the table with a rag, complained: "Why do these people want to use the best medicine, which is not too expensive?"
"Safety comes first. After all, in this environment, a minor illness may develop into a serious illness at any time. As long as conditions permit, it is better to use the best wound medicine from the beginning."
Li Ang took a sip of tea, looked at the sky, turned around and asked, "By the way, what's the date today?"
"It's the 16th."
"The spring break of the state school should be over."
Li Ang muttered to himself, put down his tea cup, stood up and said, "I will go to the prefecture to study later and cancel my application for the provincial examination."
"Is it about the academy recommendation letter?"
Chai Cuiqiao nodded, "In that store?"
"Same as before, put a sign outside saying I will be back in the evening."
Li Ang went back to the back room, took his money bag and went out. He rented a carriage with a little luxury and went to Zhenzhou to study.
The spring break of Zhenzhou Prefecture School is from mid-April to mid-May. Farming is busy during this period. Some farm students with poor family conditions can go home during the holiday to help with some farm work.
Now that the holiday is over, the gate of Zhouxue has returned to its previous bustle.
Li Ang jumped out of the car, took out two ten coins from his purse and handed them to the carriage driver, then turned and approached the gate of the state school.
There was no horrendous holiday homework. My classmates, whom I had not seen for more than a month, were standing in the courtyard chatting casually. The content of the conversation was naturally about the state and provincial exams that would take place in half a month.
"I heard that for this provincial examination, the person who came to Zhenzhou to supervise the examination is Wei Yuanlong, a great scholar from Xuanzhou. He most admires the Yuefu of the Han and Wei Dynasties and likes the poems of Bai Letian and Yuan Weizhi. It seems that Brother Yingbo is a sure winner this time."
"Hey, what's so sure? It's not like you don't know Zhengping. I'm pretty good at poetry and poetry, but I'm paralyzed when it comes to policy problems. This time in the provincial examination, we have to look at Brother Shao Yuan and Brother Yi Ming."
"By the way, Brother Yiming, you went to Chang'an last year. Can you tell us about it? What is the Academy like?"
Li Ang wasn't very familiar with the group of classmates he was talking to, so he didn't go over to join in the fun, but when he heard them talking about the Academy, he still stopped and listened silently.
"The Academy..."
Zhai Yiming, another influential figure in Zhenzhou Prefecture School, is also a young student who went to Chang'an last year and passed the first round of the academy's preliminary examination.
He thought for a while and said hesitantly: "Compared with Zhenzhou, there is a huge difference.
What the people there say, do, think, talk, temperament, and state of mind are completely different from those of ordinary children from poor families.
Once you enter there, even if you just visit, you won't want to leave again. "
"Is this so..."
Looks of yearning appeared on the faces of the classmates around him, and Zhai Yiming added: "However, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to get into the palace.
Yu State has 40 million people and 600 prefectures. Each prefecture only takes ten people for the provincial examination every year.
After passing the provincial examination and reporting to Chang'an, you still have to pass a preliminary examination and two re-examinations.
If you are eliminated in one round, all your previous efforts will be wasted and you will have to come back next year.
Once you are over eighteen years old, there is no hope of entering the palace in this life.
If this were not the case, Chang'an would not have the saying that "all the Imperial College are eliminated students who are not wanted by the academy", and the disciples of the Imperial Academy would no longer be secretly hostile to the academy. "
"The Imperial College..."
There was another moment of silence among the students around them. Those who could study in the Imperial College were all absolute elites who had passed countless exams, read poetry and books, and had outstanding literary talent. Among them were many of the children of princes and the best foreign students.
It is extremely difficult for students like them who were born in Jingzhou to even be admitted to the Imperial Academy. As for the even more difficult Academy...
"Born, born."
One person shook his head and sighed bitterly: "Students from Chang'an who are the same age as us were born in Chang'an City. They have been exposed to the teaching materials and ideas of the Academy since they were young, and have seen and even known the professors and teachings of the Academy.
The difficulty of getting into the palace is much lower than we don't know. "
These words did not elicit much response, because these students had complained countless times in private banquets with the same words.
Li Ang listened for a while and felt that it was enough, so he planned to leave quietly.
As soon as I turned around, I heard Song Shaoyuan's happy voice coming from the corner of the courtyard, "Risheng? Are you here too?"
"Brother Song."
Li Ang turned around with a wry smile and bowed his hands towards Song Shaoyuan and his companions next to him.
"Come and sit down, the professor from the state school won't be here for a while."
Song Shaoyuan warmly greeted Li Ang to sit down, "How are you preparing for the provincial examination in half a month? You are busy during this period. If you don't have time to read the preparatory examination questions, you should read this book first.
My classmates and I knew that this year's examiner was the great Confucian Wei Yuanlong of Xuanzhou, so we stayed up late to compile the booklet based on his preferences..."
Song Shaoyuan has always treated Li Ang as a cousin, regardless of the slightly resentful looks from the classmates next to him - they stayed up late to make up the preparatory exam questions, and they always felt uncomfortable giving them to Li Ang, an outsider.
"this..."
Li Ang grabbed his palms in embarrassment and said sheepishly: "Brother Song, I don't plan to take the provincial exam this year."
