Chapter 318 An assessment without standard answers
Yu Huaijin looked around the school, and his eyes paused slightly on Zhao Rong.
At this time, everyone in Suixing Hall had already stood up, passed by Yu Huaijin in front of the gate, and went to the Secretary's Auditorium.
When Zhao Rong passed by Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu.
Yu Huaijin suddenly said: "Brother Zhao."
Zhao Rong stopped.
Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying looked at each other, and without stopping, they went to wait outside the door, leaving Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin in front of the door.
Zhao Rong stood inside the gate, looked up at the gloomy sky today, and spoke in a casual tone.
"What do you want from Senior Yu?"
Yu Huaijin turned her back and looked towards the empty lobby, her tone was calm, and Zhao Rong could even guess that her expression when speaking was also boring.
"Wait a moment, no matter what happens, don't say anything or come forward."
Zhao Rong smiled, "I'm afraid I can't obey my order. If Mr. Xuezheng comes to bully me, it would be very shameful for me to remain silent if I didn't say a word."
He paused, then sighed and added:
"Furthermore, what Senior Yu said, although I, Zhao Ziyu, have no evil thoughts towards you, I am still a hot-blooded man. You told me to be low-key and tolerant, and I can't bear it anymore. No matter what, I have to confront you, prove it."
I might even be able to impress you, Senior Yu... Hey."
Yu Huaijin frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Brother Zhao, you usually look calm, but why do you always make strange remarks and act inappropriately from time to time?"
Seeing that Zhao Rong was silent, she said again:
"I'm familiar with Mr. Meng. Although she doesn't like your secular status, she won't deliberately give you small shoes to wear in the big exam like the rumors in the school. You can just stand down below and watch what happens. Don't
Listen to those rumors and act impulsively.”
Zhao Rong frowned, pointed at his face, and said seriously:
"Yu Huaijin, do you think I am the kind of impulsive person?"
Yu Huaijin was too lazy to make trouble with him. She turned around and continued to warn carefully:
"Take the mid-month exam well this time. Don't be as lazy as usual. Well, I won't force you to do music and arts, but I see that you study the other arts very seriously. You must work hard to prepare for the exam, especially books.
Art is your strong point, and you must never be careless..."
Zhao Rong folded his sleeves and stood listening quietly while looking at Yu Huaijin's expression.
He still had an unchanging expression on his face.
But at this moment, he was given serious instructions like an adult or a gentleman, which surprised him.
In particular, she would tell some details about Zhao Rong from time to time that she didn't expect she would find out about him.
Good guy, you are worthy of being Yu Huaijin.
The kind big brother and senior senior to all the students in Suixing Hall, the caring little cotton-padded jacket to the gentlemen of the school, and the model three good students in the Sixth Hall.
At present, it seems that we need to add the title of ‘small report expert who closely observes students’ learning conditions and mental outlook’?
Faced with the unconscious nagging, the ‘old senior’ Yu Huaijin preached with a straight face.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but complain in his heart.
However, he still looked calm and focused, as if he had listened carefully.
But even though he was joking in his heart, Zhao Rong suddenly felt that... this guy would be pretty good if he wasn't so rigid and serious.
Well, except for forcing him to make up lessons on piano and painting.
It seems that the more you are afraid of something, the more likely it will happen.
Yu Huaijin suddenly said:
"This big exam, the first etiquette test is a little long, so I can take some time to catch up on your music skills."
"Brother Zhao, my requirements are not high. You should set a small goal first and strive to pass the music performance this time."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Faced with Yu Huaijin, who is not very demanding, and this small goal.
His face was expressionless.
Yu Huaijin called out, "Brother Zhao."
The next second, Zhao Rong turned around and left without saying a word.
Yu Huaijin looked at his back and remained silent.
…
Not far away, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying were waiting for Zhao Rong.
Seeing him coming back, Jia Tengying couldn't help but said: "Brother Ziyu, senior, what did she... say to you?"
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and said seriously to him:
"Brother Yu said that the cucumbers made by our Dongli Xiaozhu are very delicious, and we are proud of our unparalleled straightforwardness."
"She asked us to keep our feet on the ground, keep working hard, and set a small goal to double the output of a field."
"Brother Teng Ying, go back and hoe the fields carefully, and plant more longer and bigger cucumbers next year. You will complete Senior Yu's small goal and live up to your mission."
Jia Tengying was stunned and silent for a while.
Just when Zhao Rong thought he was going to shake his head and be speechless, Jia Tengying actually nodded stupidly.
His expression looked a little embarrassed.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Fan Yushu couldn't help it anymore. Looking at Jia Tengying who was blushing, his stomach hurt from laughing.
"Gua Wazi, there's no hope!" Zhao Rong also laughed angrily and punched his roommate in the shoulder.
Jia Tengying was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhao Rong was joking in an inappropriate way, and couldn't help but blush.
Not long after.
Jia Tengying changed the topic and said worriedly: "Brother Ziyu, why are you making a bet with Brother Wu? This dispute of temper is really unnecessary."
Zhao Rong shook his head and did not answer.
Fan Yushu glanced at Zhao Rong and remained silent.
The two have known each other for a long time and have developed a special tacit understanding. They never question each other's decisions and choices.
However, Jia Tengying is obviously not like this. He thinks that it is better to be a transparent person while studying with his head covered, and not to take the initiative to cause trouble.
"Oh, what can we do..." Jia Tengying muttered to himself.
Zhao Rong smiled, "Brother Teng Ying."
Jia Tengying was slightly stunned, "Huh?"
Zhao Rong said seriously: "Remember Senior Yu's small goal,"
"..." Jia Tengying.
On the way to the Secretary's Auditorium, crowds of people gradually gathered.
The students from the Sixth Hall of Mochi all gathered there.
Zhao Rong and the other three met Gu Yiwu on the road, who was bringing a group of students from the Justice Hall.
A group of them met and walked to the auditorium together.
After about a stick of incense.
The Secretary's Auditorium is the tallest and most rigorous building in Mochi Academy. There is a wide open space under the nine steps at the entrance.
There are two notice walls in the open space. On weekdays, some school announcements and college entrance examination results are posted.
Well, Yu Huaijin’s name is still clearly at the top.
All I need to do is hang a portrait of her with a straight face.
On weekdays, this open space is often used as a gathering place for Mochi students to hold discussions.
Just like this now.
Meng Zhengjun's figure has not yet appeared.
There was a dull discussion in the open space.
Zhao Rong, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, standing at the back right with Gu Yiwu and others, could not help but talk about what was about to happen.
Gu Yiwu's expression was a little serious.
He glanced at the sun and sighed up at the sky.
The rough side face of this burly man looked a bit down and out, and this picture actually had the desolation of a hero in his twilight years.
The students of Zhengyi Hall behind him also sighed and became anxious.
Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and others couldn't help but look sideways.
Zhao Rong looked forward with a dull expression and did not look at Gu Yiwu and the others.
Isn't it just 'the ugly daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law'? He has seen this kind of scene many times. He really thinks that the nine-year compulsory education is for nothing? The successor is called for nothing?
Fan Yushu thought for a while, then said to the melancholy burly man who looked up to the sky at a forty-five degree angle:
"Brother Gu, although the downhill assessment is a bit hard, it is also a good experience, and more than that."
Gu Yiwu didn't expect Fan Yushu to have such a high level of ideological awareness, so he looked at him with admiration.
"Brother Fan's words are not wrong. It's just that if we all go down the mountain for the assessment, some people are selected to go down the mountain. It's hard not to think about it, especially us, the students of Justice Hall..."
Gu Yiwu's thick eyebrows relaxed, "Hey, that's all. Brother Fan is right. I'm really unlucky to be chosen. Just treat it as an experience. Brother Fan sees clearly..."
"Hey, by the way, Brother Fan, if I remember correctly, Meng Xuezheng also liked to cause trouble for you before, so maybe this is also..."
"Brother Gu!" Fan Yushu trembled and interrupted righteously: "I don't allow you to say that about Meng Xuezheng. Mr. Xuezheng was just teaching me, not asking for trouble. Brother Gu, don't talk nonsense. This is
The first time I go down the mountain, cough cough, you probably won’t call me..."
Gu Yiwu: “…………”
Good guys, who are these people?
Gu Yiwu sighed slightly and continued to look up at the sky.
But his eyes suddenly glanced at the quiet Zhao Rong.
He raised his hand and wanted to pat Zhao Rong on the shoulder, but the latter took a slight step to avoid him.
Gu Yiwu suddenly said: "Ziyu, why don't we retreat a little further? This position is too conspicuous."
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Their current position was among the crowd at the rear right.
As we retreat further, we are in the last row. There are no more 300 taels of silver here, and it is easier to be seen by Meng Zhengjun from above.
Gu Yiwu looked worried, "Tzuyu, I have a hunch. Meng Xuezheng will probably choose me later, as well as the classmates in the Hall of Justice."
Zhao Rong nodded in agreement and said: "Brother Yiwu, be more confident and remove the word 'very likely'."
Gu Yiwu felt that he had not chatted that day. He originally planned to hug each other to warm up and relieve his anxiety, but the more he chatted, the more anxious he became.
Can you please adjust the time in the world?
at this time.
In front of the crowd, Meng Zhengjun walked out of the auditorium with his hands in hand.
She stood upright on the steps, looking down at the clear water below, all the students of Mochi wearing green robes.
The originally noisy open space suddenly became quiet.
Meng Zhengjun looked around the entire audience.
The air was so dull that it was suffocating.
Meng Zhengjun nodded slightly and said directly without any nonsense:
"Now that everyone is here, let's briefly talk about this etiquette test."
The serious woman's hoarse voice echoed in all directions.
"The etiquette exam is similar to the previous two. Most students will take the exam in the temple in the academy. According to the requirements of the exam, they will host various sacrificial ceremonies in batches. The estimated time..."
All Mochi students listened silently, not surprised that this assessment arrangement applies to most students.
But secretly, everyone was curiously waiting for Meng Zhengjun to reveal the assessment of that 'few people'.
Not long after, Meng Zhengjun paused after describing the precautions in the Academy Temple one by one.
She looked around the entire open space, nodded, and spoke slowly.
"There is another thing that you must have heard. Most of the students are tested in the Holy Temple. However, the academy will also select a small number of students to go to the Dali Dynasty down the mountain for the test."
"Dali's assessment content is very simple. I can tell you now."
Faced with curious eyes.
Meng Zhengjun calmly uttered four words.
"The gift of Zen."
As soon as these words came out, there was a long-lasting roar in the whole audience.
Everyone was talking a lot.
Meng Zhengjun did not stop the Mochi students from discussing this time.
She thought for a while and then added:
"The Academy will send some students to Dali to hold a Zen ceremony for the Dali royal family. The specific matters will be described in detail after the candidates are selected."
As soon as Meng Zhengjun finished speaking, the venue suddenly fell into a heated discussion.
Because no one expected that this Great Li assessment would actually be a ceremony to confer Zen status.
As for the simplicity someone says, whoever believes it is a fool.
Gu Yiwu frowned, "Ziyu, something bad is going on, why is this a job? Isn't this a case of who goes and who dies?"
Zhao Rong frowned and said nothing.
He read the Book of Rites intensively. Although there was a gap between him and Meng Zhengjun, Zhao Rong still studied the etiquette class very seriously.
Even the old salted fish Fan Yushu knows some common sense about etiquette, let alone him.
Meng Zhengjun said that this simple Zen ceremony held for a secular dynasty was not difficult because of the cumbersome procedures, manpower and material resources, or the right time, place and people.
The difficulty lies in the fact that it has no definite number at all!
There is almost no widely circulated etiquette book that records how the Zen ceremony should be held.
Therefore, in the Yamashita Dynasty, whenever a wise and talented king wanted to enshrine his virtues and praise his great deeds, most of the rituals used were cobbled together by the ritual officials from various countries.
All in all, everyone has their own "local methods", but most of them can't be put on the stage, and they just fool the monarch who doesn't know how to do it.
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Of course, there may be some powerful wizards who can summarize an effective set of specific rituals for the Zen ceremony.
It’s just that ‘the great affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs’.
The process of this grand ceremony is an important matter for the country and a secret that is not passed down.
It is the greatest gift in every country!
Where will it spread to the outside world and let others learn from it?
At present, the students who are selected to go to Dali are studying in the academy and are good at etiquette, although they are definitely better than those half-hearted etiquette officials from the mountains.
It is of course easy to create a trick to fool the Dali royal family.
It's just that there's no point in fooling them.
The person who graded this assessment was Meng Zhengjun.
A great Confucian monk who entered Taoism through ritual skills and whose cultivation was unfathomable. It was even said that he had been to Zhongzhou Confucian Temple and knew thousands of sacrificial rituals.
Therefore, this is an assessment with no standard answer.
Zhao Rong looked at Meng Zhengjun who was silent on the steps in the distance.
He said in a serious tone: "I haven't done it yet, how can I say it will definitely be a dead end?"
Gu Yiwu smiled bitterly and said, "Tzuyu, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? This Zen ceremony, at best, allows you to freely express yourself and practice etiquette. At worst, it means that you will just mess around and end up dead."
He and Zhao Rong looked at the serious and old-fashioned woman and shook their heads.
"Of course, this kind of free-form assessment should have a wider range of scoring, but there is no standard specific process for Feng Chan. Mr. Meng's subjective judgment has a great impact on the assessment results. Well, it's not her decision?"
Zhao Rong was silent.
At a certain moment, he suddenly took out his right hand from his sleeve, stretched it forward, his fingers were slightly spread, and his palm was bent.
Gu Yiwu lowered his head and asked curiously: "What are you doing Ziyu?"
Zhao Rong smiled and said: "Brother Yiwu, is this Li Nu's slender waist really that thin?"
Gu Yiwu: "???"
On the steps in front of the auditorium, Meng Zhengjun stood quietly for a while, then suddenly moved...