"Can you still have enough food?" Gu Yuan stared at Zhan Feiyu who was feasting in anger. When he thought of the challenge book she gave Wan Yunhao, Gu Yuan wanted to take off the chopsticks in her hand.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, I finally didn't have a teacher to grab the food, so I naturally have to eat more." Zhan Feiyu raised his lips and smiled, his expression of enjoying the satisfaction of having the exclusive food.
The corners of her mouth were so angry that she burst into flames, and she was still thinking about eating! Gu Yuan was so angry that she said nothing, "Do you know that Wan Yunhao is a juren? Once you lose, do you want him to be your disciple?"
No, you will definitely lose! You are simply making a fuss about the reputation of an adult!"
Zhan Feiyu is smart and talented, and is diligent in studying. Gu Yuan finally accepted that she became Gu Qingzhou's disciple. Who would have thought that after Gu Qingzhou left for half a day, Zhan Feiyu would actually cause a huge disaster.
"As a teacher's disciple, how could I lose?" Zhan Feiyu said with a firm voice.
Unfortunately, Gu Yuan didn't believe it at all. He glared at her fiercely and left angrily, hoping that Gu Qingzhou would come back quickly to deal with the trouble caused by Zhan Feiyu.
Everyone believed that Zhan Feiyu was sensationalizing, and firmly believed that Grand Secretary Gu had never accepted her as his apprentice, otherwise she would be willing to give up Grand Secretary Gu as a teacher for the sake of anger?
Compared to Zhan Feiyu who had dinner and started studying, Wan Yunhao, who had booked a small villa, was in a state of peace. The road to Zhuang was right in front of him, but Wan Yunhao became uneasy inexplicably uneasy.
"Brother-in-law, have you not arrived yet?" Qin Ye looked at Wan Yunhao with a tense face, but the jealousy in his eyes was not clear about restraining.
When the news of the challenge book spread, the scholars in Shangsi County wanted to replace him. As long as they beat Zhan Feiyu, they would become disciples of Grand Secretary Gu. This is a good thing that they would never dare to imagine in their dreams!
Qin Ye is the most talented junior of the Qin family and is highly expected by the family. After all, no matter how talented Wan Yunhao is, he is just the son-in-law of the Qin family and a person from another surname.
Before Qin Ye grew up, the Qin family would cultivate Wan Yunhao, but this was just paving the way for Qin Ye. In the future, the family's resources and connections would only be placed on Qin Ye.
But the resources and connections can be taken back, but if Wan Yunhao becomes a disciple of Gu Qingzhou, Qin Ye will not be able to catch up with him in the future. How can he not be jealous?
As if he didn't notice the jealousy and dissatisfaction in Qin Ye's eyes, Wan Yunhao said in a gentle voice: "My father-in-law is old and can only ride in a carriage, and it must be soon."
After waiting for less than a stick of incense, the servant hurriedly entered the door and reported. Qin Ye stood up and ran outside without waiting for Wan Yunhao.
"Uncle." Qin Ye looked at the head of the Qin family who was getting off the carriage with joy. Although he was young, he had been taught by his father and uncle. He was also prepared for Wan Yunhao, and he had a grudge against the fact that he became a disciple.
When Qin Ye saw the head of the Qin family, he seemed to have found the backbone.
The head of the Qin family is tall and thin, with short beards, and his every move reveals the elegance and tranquility of a Confucian scholar.
"Father-in-law." Wan Yunhao, who walked over the next step, bowed respectfully, "Is it possible for my father-in-law to have dinner?"
"Let's talk about it when you go in." The head of the Qin family looked at Wan Yunhao thoughtfully, touched Qin Ye's head with love, and the group entered the villa.
If it is on weekdays, it will take at least half an hour for the head of Qin to wash up, but today there is something to do. A quarter of an hour later, the head of Qin went to the small hall where guests were entertained. "The next day is June 16th. You can have a solution in this competition.
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"Uncle, can Zhan Feiyu still win?" Qin Ye spoke anxiously, wishing he could compete on behalf of Wan Yunhao. After winning, Grand Secretary Gu could accept himself as his disciple.
The head of the Qin family looked at Qin Ye with a deep look, "Shan Tai collapsed in front of him and his appearance remained unchanged, and the deer rose on the left but his eyes were not instant. Aye, be careful of arrogance and impatience!"
"Yes, uncle, I've recorded it." Qin Ye, who had been yelling in a hurry, seemed to be on the verge of a wake-up call. Although he was still jealous of Wan Yunhao's good luck and eager to become a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu, he calmed down a little bit now.
Lower your head and admit your mistake.
The head of the Qin family was very satisfied with Qin Ye's attitude, and looked at Wan Yunhao and continued: "Zhan Feiyu is more scheming than ordinary people. Since she dares to issue a challenge book, she must be sure to win."
Wan Yunhao thought for a few hours, and the same view was the same, "The challenge book does not state what to compare, but I am a juren, Zhan Feiyu is just a child who has been studying for less than a year. I won, win.
If I lose, I will definitely lose my reputation.”
This challenge is not a good thing for Wan Yunhao, but the key is that he cannot refuse the bet. If he wins, he can become a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu. From then on, there will be no need to be with the Qin family to be impatient. The sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping!
"Brother-in-law, you are making others' ambitions and destroying your own power! The so-called competition is nothing more than the four books, five-character and eight-rhyme poems, five-scripts, and questions, or edicts, judgments, statements, and edicts. No matter which one is compared, you will not be able to do it.
Maybe lose to Zhan Feiyu.”
Qin Ye didn't think that Wan Yunhao would lose, and it could even be said that he would win, otherwise Qin Ye wouldn't be so jealous.
"Zhan Feiyu is proficient in mathology, and even the county master Niu is ashamed of himself." Wan Yunhao's mathology is average. The reason why he only won second place in the foreign exam was that he lost to a mathology question.
The head of the Qin family picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He always knew that this son-in-law was calm and now it seems that this is true. "If you only compare mathematics, Zhan Feiyu won't be able to defeat him. She sent a challenge book with great fanfare, but her real purpose is
In order to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, I will step on you, the youngest juren in Nanxuan Mansion, to become famous."
"Maybe it's because of the grudge between me and Zhao Jiayu." Wan Yunhao smiled bitterly. He had felt Zhan Feiyu's unconcealed hostility before, and she had never hated Tong Xu so much.
"Zhan Feiyu has the ability to remember everything he saw. Putting aside the calculation and learning, if you take the exam, your chances of winning are not great." The head of the Qin family talked about the competition again.
Wan Yunhao has been actively preparing for the exam. Although he has read a lot of books, he has been studying since his enlightenment for twenty years. It is no problem to ask him to write poems or write arts and literature, but if it is a post
Wan Yunhao cannot guarantee that he can write a good word in the title of the scripture.
The questions of the postscript are like fill-in-the-blanks in modern test papers. The examiner selects a page from the scriptures, picks one line and prints it on the test paper. Based on this line of text, the candidates must fill out the context associated with it.
Qin Ye, who always thought that Wan Yunhao was sure to win, stared wide in surprise. If he had asked him to answer dozens or even hundreds of questions of the scriptures correctly in a limited time, he would probably not win Zhan Fei, whom he could not remember.
fish.
"Uncle, if you say so, if you are more likely to win than the math and the Book of Books?" Qin Ye couldn't help asking, "If it is compared to poetry, Zhan Feiyu will let Mr. Gu Guosen?"
If you catch her a knife, isn’t your brother-in-law going to lose?”
No matter how talented Wan Yunhao is, he is still far inferior to Gu Qingzhou. Zhan Feiyu is a little shameless and can let Grand Secretary Gu write a poem for her in advance.
The head of the Qin family looked solemn. Even though he was guarding against Wan Yunhao, he was still the son-in-law of the Qin family. He prospered and lost with both prosperity. If Wan Yunhao lost to Zhan Feiyu, he would be the face of the Qin family.
"Zhan Feiyu is young and has a short time to go to school. It is basically impossible to take official documents such as imperial edicts, judgments, and edicts." The head of the Qin family estimated that even if the competition was conducted, it would only be possible to make art and literature and make plans. Not big, after all, the test is about the national economy and people's livelihood measures, not the talent for studying.
"Father-in-law, if Grand Secretary Gu insists on helping Zhan Feiyu, I might win in vain." Wan Yunhao did not expect that a challenge book would force him to such a desperate situation.
He may only be better than Zhan Feiyu in art and literature, but if he loses the three aspects of mathematics, posting scriptures and poetry, he will lose in the end. At this moment, Wan Yunhao finally understood Zhan Feiyu's cruelty and ruthlessness.
On the other side, Taifu Restaurant Room.
"Father, it would be great if Zhan Feiyu gave me this challenge book. Once I became a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu, how dare I restrain us everywhere!" Tong Xu walked back and forth in the room, anxious and uneasy, and looked anxious and hated. It cannot be used as a competition on behalf of Wan Yunhao.
Tong Tongzhi's face was gloomy and he had not had a good rest these days. Today, he received the news and rushed to Shangsi County. His body was full of fatigue, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I can't reach it!"
"Uh?" Tong Xu was scolded and was stunned.
"Zhan Feiyu handed over the printing of movable type to the court in exchange for the opportunity to become a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu. Do you think such a scheming girl is stupid? Why did she dare to issue a challenge letter to Wan Yunhao? That's sure. I won’t lose if I do it!”
Tongtongzhi looked at his uncle's eldest son coldly and had some talent in studying, but it would be fine if he could not compare with Wan Yunhao, but now he can't even compare with a little girl!
Tongxu thought for a while, and asked with Tong Tongzhi's cold gaze: "Father, how could Zhan Feiyu win? Even I can't beat Wan Yunhao."
No matter how he doesn't like Wan Yunhao, a hypocrite, Tongxu also knows that he is full of knowledge and talent. Even if Zhan Feiyu is alive, even if she is a sage, how could she beat Wan Yunhao, who is already a juren for less than a year?
As soon as the challenge book happened, almost everyone believed that Wan Yunhao would win, but there were also smart people who thought about it after calming down and realized the mystery.
...
June 14th, sunny.
"A common man is a master of a hundred generations, and a word is a law of the world." Gu Qingzhou looked at Zhan Feiyu standing in front of him and said with a smile: "If this competition is only compared to the art and literature problem, I think you will win. ”
"Isn't that a victory not to be strong?" Zhan Feiyu raised his eyebrows proudly and said with a smile: "Since you want to win, you must convince Wan Juren. There are four choices and three choices. As long as you help me, teacher, I You will definitely win."
Putting aside the math and the title of the postscript, poetry is Zhan Feiyu's shortcomings. Gu Qingzhou put down his article and said meaningfully: "Are you asking your teacher to reveal the topic of art and literature?"
Gu Yuan, who was standing in the corner, was tense and tense, this was cheating! It was reported that the reputation of the adults for life was ruined.
But if you don’t understand the question, Zhan Feiyu will definitely lose. Should you let the adults take Wan Yunhao as your disciple?
Zhan Feiyu shook his head and laughed, and said mysteriously: "No, no, no."
"Speak well!" Gu Qingzhou slapped Zhan Feiyu on the forehead. He was not big, but he could make trouble.
"I will definitely lose the exam for art and literature!" Zhan Feiyu still had this self-knowledge. He pulled over the chair and sat down next to Gu Qingzhou. "Teacher, why not be as good as our strategy exam this time, I have a prescription in my hand."
Gu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes. The prescription that can make the child so proud is afraid that things will be a big deal.
Gu Qingzhou made a gesture without moving, and then asked: "If you want your teacher to cheat for you, it depends on the value of the recipe."
"The price of salt at fifty cents was reduced to five cents. Teacher, what are you doing?" Zhan Feiyu smiled and narrowed his eyes. He was definitely not shocking.
After standing up, Gu Qingzhou suppressed his fluctuating emotions. After thinking about it, he immediately understood, "Do you have a new salt recipe?"
Although the imperial court imposed salt taxes by issuing salt quotas and enriched the national treasury, salt merchants could control the salt price. If corrupt officials and unscrupulous merchants colluded, the salt price would even be sold for a hundred cents per pound.
Compared to the silver earned by salt merchants raising their salt prices, the salt tax collected by the court was only one of the tenth. However, the salt merchants were either officials in the court or local tyrants, which affected their whole body, plus all
The salt merchants communicated with each other, and colluded with each other like a piece of iron, and the court could not pry it.
During the previous dynasty, Emperor Min lamented the difficulties of the people and could not even afford salt. He once killed a group of salt merchants. At that time, it was blood flowing, and the salt prices fell all the way.
But in less than a year, the price of salt has gradually risen again. Money can make the devil push the mill, and in order to make money, new salt merchants have become evil ghosts who exploit the people again.
"If this problem is about salt merchants' salt prices, I will definitely be able to write a good strategy." Zhan Feiyu stood up straight and tried to cheat.
"Teacher." Looking at the thoughtful Gu Qingzhou, Zhan Feiyu lowered his voice and said, "Actually, for the sake of fairness, you shouldn't be a teacher, you should set questions, why don't you choose a political enemy?"
Looking at Zhan Feiyu with a thief, Gu Qingzhou smiled in a good mood, "You are right. The teacher should avoid suspicion. Let those old stubborn people come up with this question."
The master and apprentice smiled at each other, and the more sinister the expression is, the more sinister the expression. As an adult, you naturally have to have both fish and bear's paw! The best strategy is to gain both fame and fortune!
...
The competition was originally scheduled for June 16th, but the news spread again in the past two days. It was only because Zhan Feiyu dared to issue a challenge book, but he only learned the question from Grand Secretary Gu that he was going to compete and was sure to win.
Dr. Ji looked at Zhan Feiyu, who was sitting in the lobby of Leshan Residence and was having breakfast leisurely, "If you dare to come here, you won't be afraid of being torn to pieces by others."
"A gentleman doesn't act. Everyone is a scholar and will not be so rude." Zhan Feiyu took a sip of soy milk, then picked up fried dumplings and dipped them in vinegar, and continued to eat slowly.
Dr. Ji was too lazy to care about it. He was here, so he would not let those people kill the girl.
The news that Zhanfeiyu was in Leshan residence spread throughout Shangsi County as if she had wings. Inns and houses of all sizes were no longer bothered to have breakfast, so she took a step towards Leshan residence, and suddenly she was