Chapter 367: The Road to Genius (Continued 5)

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Zhang Yuanwai bowed respectfully again and said, "I would like to send my eldest grandson to study here."

"Isn't your eldest grandson in the county school?" Mou Ziyi asked with a frown while returning the courtesy.

Zhang Yuanwai couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said, "It is true that he is still in the county school, but he is too wild and I can't control him."

"How to do it wildly?" Mou Ziyi was quite interested in a boy as big as his great-grandson.

"It's just a matter of going up a tree to dig out bird's nests, but he also catches snakes and insects and puts them on other people's sleeves and necks." Zhang Yuanwai said bitterly, "My master was teased by him a few times, and I was so angry that I wanted to resign. "

Mou Ziyi couldn't help but look at Zhang Yuanwai with his mouth agape. He didn't expect that his eldest grandson would be like this.

You, the Zhang family, are all members of the family, so how come your eldest grandson is like this?

Zhang Yuanwai said embarrassedly: "I and my son are obsessed with studying and neglect to discipline us."

"But I heard it's just the opposite. Your eldest grandson is said to be very smart. Why is he so naughty?" Mou Ziyi frowned, feeling a little incredible.

Zhang Yuanwai was embarrassed, shook his head and sighed: "No, it's only 80% naughty and 20% smart."

Mou Ziyi took a look at him and felt that this person seemed to be saying something bad about his eldest grandson, but in fact he sounded like a pedant.

"Then why don't you discipline me strictly?" Mou Ziyi asked in confusion.

Didn't the "Three Character Classic" say that it is the father's fault to raise or not teach?

Zhang Yuanwai bowed respectfully and said: "Your school can train little brats to become geniuses, and of course stupid grandsons are not to mention it."

Is this also the reason for your eldest grandson to adjust his school? Mou Ziyi felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm afraid it's not good to choose a school midway." Mou Ziyi felt a little embarrassed.

"I heard that those little rascals also came in on the way," Zhang Yuanwai nodded, bowed respectfully, and then sighed, "I hope my son will succeed. Please learn how to correct this matter."

Friends have said this, and it would be inappropriate to refuse any more. Mou Ziyi returned the favor, nodded and said, "That's okay."

"My eldest grandson is very naughty. I happen to be in the school, so I don't want to take care of him properly." Zhang Yuanwai thanked him and said fiercely.

Hearing this, Mou Ziyi almost spit out his tea. This is too clumsy an excuse for you to let both your grandfather and grandson attend Zhaojiazhuang Academy.

You want to take care of your eldest grandson, why not take care of it at home but still take care of it in school?

But the other party is his friend after all, how can he reveal it.

Not only could it not be exposed, but it had to be covered up, and the face of a friend still had to be given.

Yu Wenqing came to Yu Qishi's public house, bringing a bag of Zui Chunfeng.

He doesn't give gifts for anything. Yu Qishi knows that Yu Wenqing must be involved in something, so he doesn't reveal anything about it.

"Chief Shan, the road to the imperial examination is difficult." Yu Wenqing couldn't help but sigh.

Yu Qishi nodded and felt the same way: "It is indeed difficult to become a Jinshi at the age of fifty."

He is still holding a ceremony now, so of course he feels a little sad.

Yu Qishi means that fifty is also a young Jinshi. Readers should not misunderstand that he is missing a Jinshi.

"Chief of the mountain, not only is this person not a Jinshi, but he is also not a Jinshi." Yu Wenqing sighed repeatedly.

When Yu Qishi heard this, he raised his tea cup in the air and seemed to have forgotten to put it down.

Although Yu Qishi is not a Jinshi, he is a three-time scholar and has the qualifications to nominate the same Jinshi.

"He said he could read five thousand words without working hard," Yu Wenqing became even more embarrassed and shook his head, "But he couldn't pass the examination."

Yu Qishi seemed to wake up from the shock, pondered for a while, and asked with some confusion: "There are so many literacy skills, why can't I pass the exam?"

"Although this person is quite literate, he has a big flaw," Yu Wenqing shook his head helplessly and sighed, "He just doesn't ask for a thorough explanation. His articles are lumpy and difficult to read. How can he pass the exam?"

"So that's it. This person can only work on his understanding of words. Maybe he can be saved." Yu Qishi said his own method.

"That's exactly how it should be," Yu Wenqing nodded, first agreeing with Yu Qishi's opinion, and then changing the topic, "But this person is no longer confused, and it is already very difficult for him to learn."

Yu Qishi thought for a while and came up with the final solution: "The only way is to practice more, maybe there is a way out."

"But this path is too difficult. After all, this person is very old." At this point, he sighed heavily.

Yu Qishi shook his head repeatedly and asked sympathetically: "Is there no other way?"

"There is a way," Yu Wenqing suddenly said something that caught Yu Qishi by surprise.

Yu Qishi took a sip of tea, pondered for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "Is there any other way?"

"The trick is in the "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary"." Yu Wenqing finally came up with the idea.

It was originally the idea of ​​"Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary", but Zhao Ping ordered that the book should not be published until the Tadpole Essay failed to be accepted by the public.

Thinking of this, he circled the coffee table a few times and shook his head.

"This person's literacy is really good. The only thing he lacks is his understanding of characters." Yu Wenqing continued to explain the reason, "And the "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" just makes up for this shortcoming."

After hearing this, Yu Qishi sat down to drink tea and suddenly fell into deep thought.

From the inside, this person is very literate, and currently only the "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" can help him.

However, the foundation of Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary cannot be separated from the tadpole script, and the tadpole script has not yet been accepted by the general public. This emergence must set off a huge wave.

Literati's cruelty to factional disputes is beyond imagination.

Confucius was great enough, but he showed no mercy to his competitors, and was killed by Confucius using his power as prime minister.

Why is this so, because Confucius is a Confucian and Shaozhengmao is a Legalist, and this man was eloquent and eloquent to attract his students.

Although Zhao Ping is a minor saint, literati only sincerely admire his theories of "War Theory" and "The Theory of the Unification of All Things".

But Tadpole Literature is completely different from these two theories. It is a subversion of literacy, a revolution in phonetic literacy, and a brand-new literacy method.

Tadpole Wen is still a seedling and needs careful care by the young Zhao Ping. Currently, it is mainly spread among Zhaojiazhuang Academy and the security group.

Zhao Ping's method of moisturizing things silently has now been gradually implemented in Zhaojiazhuang School.

Not only has the night class started, but it has also been recognized by Jing Yan and other local Zhaojiazhuang schools.

Zhao Ping planned to use the students of Zhaojiazhuang Academy as seeds and gradually spread throughout the Song Dynasty.

When Tadpole Literature was accepted by more literati, it was also the time when "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" appeared with great fanfare.

While drinking tea, Yu Qishi asked casually: "Who is this person to you and what is he doing now?"

Yu Wenqing couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Yu Qishi was a little relieved.

"This person is my cousin Yu Wenming, who is currently working in the Zhaojiazhuang toothbrush workshop." Yu Wenqing bowed his hands and answered respectfully.

Hearing that it was the Zhaojiazhuang workshop that was doing the work, Yu Qishi couldn't help but smile on his tense face.

Yu Qishi's heart was spinning, and he suddenly remembered a question: "Why does your cousin know about the "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" again?"

"My cousin has already learned the tadpole script. I want to send several disciples to him to learn the tadpole script. The "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" is the exchange condition." Yu Wenqing gritted his teeth and explained the ins and outs clearly.

Yu Qishi looked at him carefully, which made Yu Wenqing feel a little scared. Is it appropriate for him to exchange the extremely precious "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary" like this?

"You have done a lot for your disciples' studies." Yu Qishi showed a friendly smile on his face and said in a deep voice, "Your cousin is also from Zhaojiazhuang. Why not lend him the "Zhaojiazhuang Dictionary"."

Yu Qishi nodded and said, "As for the book in your class, I can lend you another one."

Yu Wenqing couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking that he finally mentioned the mountain chief.

"This is only a once-in-a-lifetime incident," but Yu Qishi's next words made him tremble with fear, "Next time, we can't kill him first and tell him later."

As a mountain leader, Yu Qishi can help his subordinates to the best of his ability, but he doesn't like to kill first and play later.

While Mou Ziyi went to school at night, he felt extremely distressed.

This time when he returned home, he found that there was an endless stream of people giving gifts.

When he came out of the county school, his wife, Mou Tang, still didn't understand him. After all, he had a ninth-grade official directly admitted to the county school.

Unexpectedly, the official was actually the upright and upright boss in Zhaojiazhuang Academy, while Zhilu was only the third oldest.

At that time, Mrs. Mou Tang was very popular in the Mou family and the Tang family, and she received a lot of praise as a scholarly wife.

But I didn't expect that within a month, the boss would be replaced by the mountain chief sent by Zhaojiazhuang and reduced to the second grade in the examination.

Mrs. Mou Tang felt that she could not hold her head high in the Mou family and the Tang family for a while, and those who played sticks gradually moved away from her.

The Mou Tang family had been depressed for a month, but they did not expect that many families from Jingyan would come to visit one after another.

This time it's not just about blowing sticks, but about giving gifts directly, such as drunken spring tea, fine wine, and crystal clear glass products.

Mou Tang didn't understand why these people gave gifts, and they were heavy gifts.

Mou Tang was even more confused. When they heard that Yu Qishi was not at home, these people put down the gifts and left.

Seeing the mountains of gifts at home, Mou Tang took Mou Ziyi and introduced them one by one to which family gave them.

Seeing his wife accepting so many gifts, Mou Ziyi shook his head weakly and sighed heavily: "Madam, you are doing your husband a disservice by doing this."

"The official is Xuezheng and arranged for some students to study in Zhaojiazhuang School. What's the big deal?" Mou Tang said disapprovingly.

Mou Ziyi shook his head and said with a look of embarrassment on his face: "It's okay to arrange some students occasionally, but it's not okay if there are too many people."

"Official, weren't there a dozen people who came in midway before? And they were not little gangsters." After hearing that Mou Ziyi quit, Mou Tang simply cited the example of Zhaojiazhuang Academy who joined the class midway.

"That one is different. It was sent by the government, and these were transferred from other schools." Mou Ziyi shook his head and said firmly, "Madam, these gifts should be returned."

"My lord, my wife has accepted these gifts," Mou Tang looked at the mountains of gifts and said in a tone that left no room for doubt, "My wife has already promised them."