More than half a month ago, that lively and active little scholar has turned into a little nerd.
Chen Ping's impression on He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen was that he had completely lost his past appearance and was completely stunned.
Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, Chen Ping spent the rest of the time holding a thick stack of poems and memorizing them day and night.
Even if I recite the book until my mouth is dry, my tongue is dry, my head is dizzy, and I have no intention of resting.
I would often hold candles in the room until the fourth watch, take a short nap and do some repairs. When the rooster crows, I would read in the morning under the thin morning light.
At first, He Qingxuan thought that this was the heavy homework left by Mr. Ye for Chen Ping, and he only needed to study hard for a few days.
It was only now that we were certain that Chen Ping had gone crazy and was constantly challenging his limits.
If this continues, no matter what your mind is, I'm afraid it will damage your body.
As the closest friends in the academy, they could never sit idly by, so He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen forcefully dragged Chen Ping out of the study.
Even after he had walked out of the study, Chen Ping still clutched a stack of poems in his hand.
He Qingxuan stepped forward to take this troublesome thing out of Chen Ping's hands.
Chen Ping's struggle was directly suppressed by He Qingxuan's greater strength, but he still screamed unwillingly: "Give me, give me, I want to carry them all down!"
Ye Chongwen looked at the thickness of the pile of paper and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
It is so densely packed with small-script writing that it makes one dizzy just to look at it, and one has to memorize all the hundreds of articles.
Although he didn't know what stimulated Chen Ping, Ye Chongwen still roared at Chen Ping: "Are you crazy? This is not the way to love learning!"
"It takes less than a day to freeze three feet of ice, and it does not take a day to penetrate a stone with dripping water. I have memorized so many poems and essays, but why don't I understand such a simple truth? Learning lies in accumulating over time, in accumulating less and making more. When does it become something that can be accomplished overnight?
Something happened!"
"Look at your appearance. It's only been a few days and you've already started to show signs of it. If you continue like this, it won't take long, at most two or three months, and you will really turn into a lunatic. I'm afraid even if you pass the exam, you will be a lunatic."
No blessing to enjoy!"
Ye Chongwen is also a scholar, so he has naturally heard of this evil trick of rote memorization. He also knows what happened to many previous generations of scholars who used this evil trick.
Originally, these were all despised crooked ways. How could a smart man like Chen Ping be so stupid for a moment that he wanted to take the Jinshi exam as a Mingjing exam?
Chen Ping was yelled like this, and his originally dull and stubborn expression finally regained some of his sanity.
Ye Chongwen finally couldn't help but feel anxious. He grabbed his shoulders and asked nervously: "Tell me quickly, what happened to you these days?"
Ye Chongwen worriedly said: "Grandpa only said in the letter that everything is fine and there is no need to worry about him. He will be back in a few days. But how do you look like everything is fine?"
The two asked in unison.
"You're telling me, are you going to kill us in a hurry?"
Naturally, Chen Ping would not make them suffer. After all, he couldn't help much, so he had to fool them with a mixture of truth and falsehood.
Throwing away the book in his hand, he slapped his forehead in annoyance and lamented: "It's all my fault that Magistrate Wang, who is eager for success, refused to let me take the exam as a scholar who was bound to win, and actually pointed out to me a dangerous path for the boy's exam."
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"My name has been submitted before even asking for my opinion. If you don't want to bring shame to Huating Academy, you must work ten times harder to endorse it."
"He also said that since you have signed up for the Boy Examination, you will inevitably meet prodigies from other states. If you don't learn enough, you will not have the opportunity to make up your skills, and it will not only be the people in the academy who will lose."
Chen Ping told a lie in a hurry, but in fact it was not entirely a lie.
He is really going to participate in the boy championships and compete with prodigies from other states, but he just avoids the important things and neglects to mention other things.
Sure enough, He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen couldn't help but tremble after hearing about Tong Ziju.
The Tongzi Examination sounds wonderful, as it opens up a shortcut to the imperial examination for prodigies under the age of fifteen.
On this road, there are not many people participating in the competition, at least it is much better than the formal imperial examination where thousands of troops crowd the single-plank bridge.
But this does not mean that those who participate in the boy lift can have it easy.
On the contrary, because the quotas for the boy examination are mostly controlled by rich and powerful people, the fairness is inherently problematic.
Therefore, if a student who does not have a deep background wants to take this path of Tongzi Li, the degree of hardship will definitely be hellish.
Let’s not put aside those students from scholarly families. They have been exposed to it since childhood. Even if their qualifications are stupid, under the influence and discipline of their families, their talents and learning will not be much worse.
Even those who have made it to the Tongzi Examination like Chen Ping are an investment by local officials, and all of them are rare.
So when Chen Ping made it clear that he was about to participate in the Tongzi Examination.
He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen no longer felt that he was deliberately abusing themselves by studying hard without any care.
He Qingxuan patted his chest with lingering fear and said solemnly to Chen Ping: "Even if you are recommended to be included in the boy selection list, don't place high hopes on this matter."
"When I was in Jiangxia, I once asked someone to inquire about this information, and there were so many shady stories that were outrageous!"
"Guess, what are the identities of the eighteen schoolchildren who succeeded in becoming Jinshi in the last Tongzi Examination?"
Knowing that Chen Ping was simply crazy about studying, Ye Chongwen also breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and muttered: "What other identities can they have? Most of them are from wealthy families in the capital and various cities."
"Even if you are a descendant of a wealthy family in Fucheng, you will have to go through a lot of hardships if you want to take this shortcut."
The principle that there are no poor families in the upper class and no aristocratic families in the lower classes still applies in this world.
Everyone in the world with some background knows these inside stories clearly.
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Since everyone is well aware of the shady story, why are officials like Magistrate Wang still keen on it?
This involves a convention of Tongzi Li.
Although Tongziju has been divided up by the rich and powerful for a long time, they do not dare to swallow up all the quotas at one go and leave nothing for the common people, otherwise they are afraid of causing resentment among the people.
After all, the Tongzi Examination was specially established to select prodigies from the Dayu Dynasty.
For example, in the last Tongzi Examination, among the eighteen students who won Jinshi, three of them came from ordinary families. This can also inspire those students from poor families who don't know why.
This half-covered secret turned into a good story.
The imperial court does not care about family status. As long as you have both ability and political integrity, you can shine even if you are from a low family background.
After all, not many poor families would send their children to study, so these three quotas are just right.
In other words, if Chen Ping participates in the Boy Examination, he will have to compete with the truly poor children from all over the world for the few places.
Of course, Chen Ping would not be discouraged by this, and said with a careless smile: "As long as there is still a spot left to fight for, I will try my best a hundred times."
"At least I don't believe that other prodigies can memorize a thousand imperial examination poems and articles!"
Faced with Chen Ping's arrogant self-confidence and unreasonable rhetoric, He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen rolled their eyes at the same time.
It has only been half a month since he left the academy. Chen Ping, who was originally modest, polite and non-competitive, has become thicker than the city wall.
Ye Chongwen exclaimed strangely: "Could it be that the wind and sand on the road construction site were so strong that in a short period of time, Brother Chen's face was rubbed into a cocoon as thick as cowhide?"
He Qingxuan nodded solemnly, saying that this guess was reasonable.
Chen Ping touched his little face. Although it had become several degrees whiter, his skin color was still mainly black and yellow, and he sighed slightly sadly.
Could it be that not only the road to the imperial examination is bumpy and bumpy, but also the road to a pretty boy is blocked?