The light rain fell, and the person who had been feeling out of breath finally felt better.
The students looked at the rain outside the windows and did not feel it was dark. There was enough light to read.
But now they are very worried, because each of them got a book, which is actually an account book.
Let them see the account books of Jubiqi Store from the sixth day of the first lunar month to the eighth day of the first lunar month, which are specially printed.
It only took three days to pay, one thick book, only three days, and there were too many people buying it.
The students don’t understand, why are they giving this to themselves? I don’t want to do business.
Some people got a headache after flipping through it, so they put the account books aside and continued to read the Four Books and work hard for the imperial examination.
Chen Yanze looked at it seriously. He found that the account book was different from what he knew before. What were borrowing and lending?
So he found people in the library, and Wang Shu was one of them.
"Brother Wang Xian, why can't I see this clearly?" Chen Yan humbly asked for advice.
"Brother Chen, now Ming Dynasty officials use this kind of thing. The old one doesn't work anymore. You don't know?" Wang Shu told the truth.
"You don't need to take this part of the imperial examination, right? When you gave us this account book, many people said it was a waste of time." Chen Yan also told the truth.
"Brother Chen, what is the purpose of taking the imperial examination? If you can't understand the account books of a store for three days, do you expect those who pass the examination to understand the accounts of a county?
Today's imperial examinations are held so that those who pass the examination can immediately go to the local government to serve as officials. Do you really think it is the Four Books and Five Classics?
There are those who want to test the folk book, the format of the question book, the laws and regulations, the economics and calculations, the horse riding and archery test, the test..."
Wang Shu made an introduction, and Chen Yan's heart became colder and colder as he heard the words, just like the rain falling outside could not bring even a little warmth to the world.
"Brother Wang Xian, according to what you said, can you... still pass the exam?" Chen Yan felt that there was a big mountain in front of him, which was even more difficult to breathe than this rainy day.
"I don't know anything. I only think I have read through the Four Books. I have memorized most of the content. I am sometimes not sure about the Five Classics. I don't know other laws, civil books, and workers and peasants. I don't know anything about it, so I can't pass the exam."
A voice sounded next to him, and he could tell that the other person was out of breath.
"How do you know that I will fail the exam...why did the old gentleman say this?"
Chen Yan was already feeling uncomfortable, and when he heard these words, he became very unhappy. As he spoke, he turned around and saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair.
He quickly changed his mind. Those who can ride in such a wheelchair are not ordinary people! What's more, the other party is too old.
"Little baby, you don't understand the thoughts of the current Holy Emperor. You are... far from the talent His Majesty wants." Sitting in a wheelchair, Wei Su shook his head gently.
"You, how, why, ah! Who are you?" Chen Yan was shocked and his words were incoherent.
"Who am I? Hahahaha! Little baby, I preside over the writing of the history books of the Song, Liao, Jin, and Yuan dynasties. I hold all the important official positions in the court. Who am I? I... am pitiful and pathetic. People! Cough cough cough..."
Wei Su said, his voice getting lower and lower, and then he coughed.
"Guan, but, man, um! Hey hey hey hey!" A voice sounded behind Wei Su, and at the same time a palm fell on his back, the palm of the hand was arched, and the thumb, middle finger, and index finger were pressed against the back of the lung.
"Cough, spit~~" Wei Su was slapped and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. The piece of phlegm looked as big as a walnut.
"Hello, Hanhan! You want to push? Here you go." The voice of the palace eunuch pushing the wheelchair sounded, and he gave up his position at the same time.
Wei Su, who was feeling down, suddenly looked back and saw a young man with a simple and honest smile on his face: "Who are you?"
'Bang! 'He got another slap, and then... poof! He spat again, and it was a lot smaller than before, and then slapped him again, and he spat again, and this time it was even smaller.
"Huchi~huchi~" For a moment, Wei Su felt like his body was floating up. It was so comfortable. After how many years, it still feels so good to breathe?
This is an authentic Chinese medicine technique that relieves phlegm.
At that time, Zhu Wentian was able to do a good massage with traditional Chinese medicine, but some people who were massaged said that the massage was not good because they all spit out the massage. You can't do it and it's not authentic.
Zhu Wentian stopped his hand and rubbed the forearm of this hand with the other hand. The three times just now made his muscles tremble many times, but it hurt.
The eunuch didn't know the damage those three strokes would do to the massager, so he introduced: "Xueshi Wei, this is the village guard of Xiaqiu Village, what a fool!"
"Yeah! Hanhan! Me! Hey hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian responded while rubbing his forearm muscles to relax.
"Xiaqiu Village? Village guard?" Wei Su, who vomited thick phlegm three times in a row, turned to look again.
He was very curious about Xiaqiu Village, and naturally he also knew what kind of existence the village guards were that most people didn't know.
He glanced at himself again and spit out three mouthfuls of thick phlegm, feeling confused.
If he is not a good appearance, he is a good doctor. How could he not have read medical books? After spitting out three mouthfuls of phlegm, he felt completely transformed.
This method, the village guard? None of the judges at the Tai Hospital used this technique before.
"Hmm! Xiaqiu Village, Hanhan, me. Hey hey hey hey!" Hanhan, who found it difficult to say even one more word, said three words...Xiaqiu Village.
This was not created by Zhu Wentian, it was Hanhan before. When he mentioned the village, he could name Xiaqiu Village. When he asked what it was called, he knew it was Hanhan.
"Bachelor Wei, I am the head of Xiaqiu Village. My name is Zhu Yichang. Although I am naive, I am a bit more honest. I am actually a very nice person. I didn't mean to hit you just now."
At this time, the head of the village stood up and helped Hanhan smooth his words. He was not stupid, and he saw Hanhan's tactics.
Because the older people in the village sometimes cough and can't spit out phlegm, Hanhan will help massage.
According to Hanhan, it can be pressed without shaking, and can be rubbed without acupuncture. The heart of the finger sinks into the skin, not the bones.
This means that if you can press it, don't shake it. If you can rub it, don't use acupuncture. If you press it, use the center of your fingers, not your knuckles.
Because once you use your joints, you can't feel the other person's physical condition. Some have not only finger joints, but even upper elbow joints.
What ancient Chinese medicine did not allow, you must use the pads of your fingers to press. Were ancient doctors careless? Don’t know how to save energy? For example, use a wooden stick instead of finger poking?
No, you can only know the strength by touching it with your own fingers? Instead of using a stick to press someone's acupuncture points hard, and then asking the person being pressed, does this hurt? Is the intensity okay?
What's even more frightening is that the acupuncture points were not pressed accurately, and it hit someone's bones...
Does it hurt? Of course it hurts? The person whose bone was poked with a stick said it hurt, and the person who poked it said it hurt, because you have a disease here!
Of course, people in Xiaqiu Village would not have this problem if they were massaged by Hanhan. It would be more beneficial for Weisu to get slapped three times.
"Zhu Li Chang? Are you willing to open this library to all parts of the Ming Dynasty?" Wei Su didn't know what Li Chang was thinking. He was considering this library model.
Rich students can enjoy good hospitality, while poor students can continue to study.
"Xiaoshi Wei, Xiaqiu Village has nothing to say about this matter. There is a partner in Xiaqiu Village." The head of the village avoided the problem tactfully.
The competition is too fierce! It’s a new day, let’s see if there are any new votes. Brothers and sisters, if you have votes, vote quickly! All monthly passes and recommended votes are required, thank you! The farmer bowed!
(End of chapter)
