Doing the math, it has been a full year since Bai Song arrived at this time.
Because Bai Song still clearly remembers that the first time he saw it on the streets of Mang County was the time when the Qiuwei opening ceremony was held.
But what is before us is the time for Qiu Wei to sign up.
There are only ten days until the exam starts, and more than a month until the results are released.
One year later, it seemed like yesterday, Bai Song suddenly felt a little emotional.
But I heard someone next to me saying: "Have you heard? This year's Autumn Festival has many children from aristocratic families participating, the Chen family, the Zheng family, the Lin family..."
"It's really strange. Don't all the children from these aristocratic families look down on those who take the imperial examination? How come they all participated this year? With the participation of those children from the aristocratic families, wouldn't it be more difficult for us poor families to have a chance to pass the examination?"
"Hey, who knows? It will be difficult to pass the exam this year. It is said that there will be more than 5,000 students in each county. It is estimated that there will be no more than 1,000 people with letters of recommendation from famous people. It is estimated that even fewer will pass the exam.
With more than twenty people, it is simply difficult to reach the sky."
Listening to the discussions around him, Bai Song realized that this year had passed and the current situation had changed. He kept thinking about it, and the wheels of history were rolling unknowingly. Even the children of the gentry began to rush to apply for the autumn examination.
Soon, Bai Song thought of himself.
In the autumn test, Bai Song believed that he would be able to catch it with ease.
Since the exam starts in ten days, it doesn't matter if you apply for it.
Since he has no fame, the matter of opening the school has been put on hold. If the background problem of the school can be solved, Bai Song is still willing to take the exam.
…
After returning home, Bai Song wrote a letter and gave it to Dongxiang, asking her to go to Mang County and forward it to Mr. Chai.
The meaning in the book is very obvious, that is, he agreed to participate in the imperial examination and asked Lord Chiang to write a letter of recommendation.
As soon as Dong Xiang left, it started to rain.
It rained for the first time since summer.
It's already mid-August, so the weather is a bit strange.
Bai Song stood under the eaves, looking at the sky, watching the raindrops turn from silk threads into rice grains, and then the dark clouds blocked the sun, and the sky and the earth became gray.
In the yard, Xiaocui ran and shouted: "It's raining, it's time to put away the clothes!"
After hearing this, Bai Song thought of a line, smiled, turned back to the house, lit a lamp, and for the first time took out "The Doctrine of the Mean" hidden in the corner.
After a while, Xiang'er came in with the daily supply of Wubian soup.
Bai Song had long been accustomed to this taste, and actually liked the taste of Wujian. He ate a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and suddenly felt warm and comfortable in his lower body.
Xiang'er saw the book on Xianggong's table and stepped forward to take a curious look. The content of "The Doctrine of the Mean" was obscure and difficult to understand, so she opened the book again and looked at the title.
Take a look at the word "doctrine of the mean".
Xiang'er's mouth grew exaggeratedly, as if she had discovered a new world, and she said in surprise: "Ms. sir, what are you..."
"I applied for the autumn exam. The so-called cramming, after all, you have to see for yourself, and you can't be too slack."
"Register... apply for the autumn exam..."
Xiang'er couldn't believe it.
Seeing Xiang'er's shocked look, Bai Song pulled her beside him and hugged her on his lap. It was probably because he had just drank Wubian Soup, which was a bit too strong. Xiang'er's face was red and she moved her butt uneasily.
The couple didn't say anything to anyone, they just acted like nothing happened and only used their eyes to communicate their feelings at the moment.
"Xiang'er, do you want my husband to be as he is now, or do you want my husband to come back with a top score?"
Xiang'er lowered her head, pursed her lips, and thought coyly for a while: "I really want my husband to have a good reputation. I don't want to be the top scholar in the exam, let alone be a scholar. It's a matter of shining on the lintel of the family. Otherwise, those people are out there."
He is a talkative person who talks long and short about everything, which makes people uncomfortable."
After hearing this, Bai Song understood that not only did he hear some lemon essence words, but Xiang'er also heard a lot.
There are some things that Bai Song cannot change now and can only follow the mainstream.
Since they all need to have fame to be successful, let them show off by having fame!
Bai Song was filled with enthusiasm and immediately pinned Xiang'er in the study room to do the trick.
Clouds and rain were falling in the study, and the rain outside the study was getting heavier and heavier, and the rumble was like thunder.
In just an hour, water began to accumulate in the yard.
Bai Song was just feeling refreshed, and reading "Zhongyong" was like reading a pornographic novel, and his mind was filled with thoughts of Xiang'er.
But Xiang'er left her husband's room, walking with a limp, but her heart was empty.
Xiang'er first went back to the bedroom and sat there. She wanted to relax quietly, but she heard the disturbing sound of rain outside. She really couldn't calm down. She rubbed her belly and patted it hard a few times. Suddenly,
Cried again.
My husband has been back for two months. It rains every day and is noisy every night. Why is my stomach still not healed?
Xiang'er was really anxious at this moment.
The gossips in Xiang'er's mouth not only despised them as a merchant family, but also laughed at Xiang'er's daughters as useless. Not even a boy, not even a girl could be born.
Bai Song completely underestimated the obsession that this matter had in Xiang'er's heart. These days, he didn't realize that Xiang'er was just forcing a smile and wiping away tears when no one was around.
Once a person becomes anxious, a lot of his hair will fall out.
Xiang'er stood up again and cleaned up the fallen hair in the bedroom for fear of being discovered by her husband.
After hesitating for a moment, he braved the rain and ran to the villa complex far away in the west wing.
There was an unoccupied courtyard in the West Villa with deep water. Bai Rou and Sang Sang were hurriedly scooping water out, seeing that the water was almost entering the house.
Xiang'er saw these two girls being cute and silly, stamping her feet and shouting: "What are you doing here?"
"Water is flooding into the house!"
"What do you care about him? This house has no one to live in. If it floods, it will flood. You two are struggling in the rain like this. What should you do if you get sick?"
Xiang'er didn't feel angry and pulled the two of them out of the yard to a villa where Sang Sang lived.
Three women were cleaning water in a room, and Xiang'er scolded them for a while.
At the same time, he complained about the weather. If it doesn't rain, it won't rain. When he said it was raining so hard.
The three women chatted some gossip, and Xiang'er suddenly said to Bai Rou: "Bairou, you go back to your room, I have something to say to Sangsang."
Both Sang Sang and Bai Rou were stunned. This was the first time for Xiang'er.
Is there anything you want to say to Sangsang alone?
Bai Rou was curious, but she still said "oh" and left honestly.
This girl says she is honest, but how can she hide her curiosity?
As soon as the front feet left, the back feet returned to the window, leaning against the wall, listening furtively.
In the room, Sangsang was very nervous. She had never been very confident. She liked Brother Bai in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it. She was even more afraid of being known by the mistress. She had always been a little afraid of Xiang'er.
Today, Xiang'er took the initiative to come to see me. It felt like a concubine being scolded by the royal family.