"Oh, I got it."

Chen Yichen expressed his interest in Zhao Hongjie's painting of big cakes.

The reason is very simple, that is, the era we are in is the Ming Dynasty, not the Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties. Therefore, the imperial examination system was used to select talents, rather than the filial and honest and the nine-rank Zhongzheng system.

There is a good use for poetry to be famous all over the world. Even if your poetry is as strong as Du Fu and Liu Yong, if you want to enter the center of power, you still have to get a fame and fortune.

I am currently a school child, and I have not even achieved the most basic scholar's fame. I have the mood to think about how to become famous all over the world. It is better to concentrate on passing the county examination next year, otherwise the more famous you will be ridiculed.

"Oh... it's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved!"

Zhao Hongjie was quite heartbroken about Chen Yichen's attitude. If he had this level, wouldn't he have to promote it well?

After all, if you don’t show off, what’s the difference between being a salted fish?

"If I'm a Killi, then you kid... forget it..."

Originally, Chen Yichen wanted to find an adjective, but when he thought about the fact that this kid was unspeakable, he could only reach out and hug Zhao Hongjie's neck and drag him towards the corner gate. If he continued to talk nonsense, he might be late again.

When I came to the private school in the outer courtyard, it was a little different from the past. The lecture hall that was originally a bit noisy before the beginning of early school started, when Chen Yichen appeared at the door, it instantly became silent, and everyone looked at him.

Is this treating me as a sir?

When he suddenly saw this scene, Chen Yichen couldn't get rid of it. After two seconds of being stunned, he pulled Zhao Hongjie and quickly returned to his seat.

"Chen Yichen is here, I thought he would go to the inner courtyard and private school."

"Yes, he is famous now in Yingtian Mansion. The Duke of the State left him alone in his speech yesterday."

"Then why are you still here? Is it still not liked by the Duke?"

"I don't know, but I've been invited to attend the Winter Solstice Poetry Conference, and I will definitely be included in the genealogy in the future."

All the classmates around me were talking about it. Maybe they were used to ridicule loudly in the past, but this time they still didn't have much intention of avoiding Chen Yichen's intention, and they were all heard.

After hearing this, Chen Yichen understood why the scene was so strange when he came in. It turned out that these guys knew what happened at the family dinner yesterday, and thought they would be included in the genealogy, and they soared into the sky from then on.

Chen Yichen could hear it, and Zhao Hongjie could naturally hear it too. He seemed to remember something, and he came over and asked in a low voice: "By the way, what did the Duke told you yesterday?"

"No, are you so well-informed? Why do you all look like you are here in person?"

Chen Yichen was really speechless. It would be fine if he knew "Linjiangxian". After all, it was certain that the poem was quickly spread as soon as it came out. But in the end, he was left to talk to Duke Cheng. These people knew clearly when did the Ming Dynasty communicate so well?

"The family banquet of the Duke Chengguo Mansion, and many important officials attended the event, are almost the entire Nanjing city known about it. Is there anything strange about it?"

Now it was Zhao Hongjie's turn to be puzzled. How could Duke Cheng be so popular? Every move was paid attention to. Not to mention that the family banquet was basically attended by all the honors and relatives, and students from the inner court attended. It was difficult not to know whether it was possible!

"It seems that's the reason."

Chen Yichen also instantly understood that he was a small character, and Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng Guo, was a "light bulb", and his every move would be watched by countless people.

In addition, the group of inner school students yesterday were basically from the Nanjing literati circle. It is not surprising that they have spread it. They have not adapted to the influence of the upper class.

"Tell me quickly, has the man mentioned the genealogy?"

"No, I just encouraged me."

Chen Yichen didn't want to talk too much about her conversations with Zhu Yong, and there were too many grudges, love and hatred behind these conversations, so I couldn't understand them.

"That's it, it shouldn't be."

Zhao Hongjie felt incomprehensible. Logically speaking, Chen Yichen has now made a name in the circle of literati people, and entering a genealogy would not be considered as a humiliation of the Duke Cheng’s mansion.

"It's actually nothing to be included in the genealogy."

More persistent towards Zhao Hongjie than himself, Chen Yichen could only reply with a smile.

"That's not what you said before."

"You said that's the past."

Just as the two of them were quarreling, Li Tingxiu stepped onto the podium with his book, and the whole lecture hall became quiet again.

"The plan for a day lies in the morning. If you have this little chatting skill, it is better to put it on reviewing your homework."

It was obvious that Li Tingxiu heard the gossip between the school children, so he gave a few words to warn him.

"Students follow the teacher's teachings."

The students immediately stood up and said yes.

"Today's early learning content is to recite and dictate the full text of "Doctor of the Mean". Those who fail the qualification will be punished three times and will hit the palm of their hands ten feet."

"ah……"

"It's over."

"No, sir!"

As soon as Li Tingxiu said this, the entire lecture hall was "wailing everywhere".

I wrote the "Great Learning" some time ago, but there were very few students who could pass it. After only a few days, I had to write the more difficult "Doing the Mean", which was simply not a way out.

The only thing that can be content with school children is probably Chen Yichen.

I saw a relaxed smile on his face, and I thought to myself that I would write a poem or something, which might be a bit difficult. Isn’t this a performance stage delivered to my door?

But the common people speak well, and they should not be too proud of themselves. The next sentence of Li Tingxiu made Chen Yichen experience what joy is like to bring sorrow.

"In addition, Chen Yichen wrote an eight-legged article with the title "Who is the better or the better?". If you can't write it well, you will hit the palm of your hand twenty feet."

What?

When Chen Yichen heard this sentence, he was stunned and asked to write an eight-legged essay now. Isn’t this a joke?

Originally, Chen Yichen's plan was to study the eight-legged essays in the past six months and then test the results next year. Unexpectedly, Li Tingxiu did not play according to the routine and wanted to write an article by himself today, but he was really caught off guard.

If you write poetry or something, you can make up for a limerick poem, but you can always make it up as a copywriter. If you don’t know where to copy these eight-legged essays!

And more importantly, it’s okay if you have to write one more article inexplicably, why do you have to hit the palm of your hand ten more times?

Soon, this blind spot was discovered by Li Da in the back seat. He thought that Chen Yichen would be beaten ten more times than him, and he couldn't help laughing out loud in his heart.

Chen Yichen was unhappy at first, and he heard Li Daxin's gloating laughter coming from behind, so he became more and more angry as he thought about it. He felt that he couldn't bear it! It made you laugh happily, but you could die together.

So he stood up and said to Li Tingxiu, "Sir, don't worry about being weak but not being equal. The student is willing to share twenty feet with Li Da!"

When Li Da heard Chen Yichen's words, he felt a little confused. Is this how he used it to be unfair and uneven?

"What you said makes sense. If Li Daru couldn't write "The Doctrine of the Mean" and could not write it out, he would have hit the palm of his hand for twenty feet."

What does it mean to fall into an ice cave? Li Da’s current mental state is that he never expected Chen Yichen to make up this drama for himself.
Chapter completed!