Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 564

After all, Bai Shanbao is just a little boy. Although he has seen it and thought about it, he really didn’t think of a solution. So in the end, although he listed Yang Heshu’s methods for relocating the refugees, he also gave different situations. Of his own other suggestions, but in the end he couldn't resist asking back.

  The situation of a county is different from that of a county, can the resettlement situation of the refugees really be unified?

  If it cannot be unified, how is the assessment standard determined?

  If local officials do not act and allow the flood of refugees, how should they be punished?

  Mr. Zhuang who heard his answer:...

  Man Bao applauded happily, thinking that he answered very well and asked very well, "I don’t know if the gentlemen from the school can answer it."

"The gentlemen of the school can answer if they can answer it. I don’t know for the teacher, I only know for the teacher. You have the last question there, and the first question will not give me a silent answer. Go wash and eat now, and then go to bed. "Mr. Zhuang laughed: "I will enter the examination room tomorrow and relax. Poems. If you have done the same type before, use it. If you haven't done it before, just write it on the spot."

  He felt that there was no need to struggle with it.

  Who produced the papers to test the students, but in the end was tested the other way around?

  If it were him, maybe he could think more about whether or not to take this student, but the character of the academic officials who are now in charge of the school may be brushed off in the first round.

  Mr. Zhuang had a good idea. The academic officials corrected the papers overnight, mainly because this year they not only set a new high in the number of people in the government examinations, but also attracted the attention of some big people.

  For example, the king of Yizhou who has always been aloof, Zhang Jiedushi who has always been in a mediocre attitude, and even the noble man who suddenly came.

  Although the nobleman has already left, the scholars dare not relax. They think that the rare scholars in their school are paid attention to by the nobles. Of course, it is necessary to do a perfect job.

  So after the papers were collected, even though no one requested them, they still changed their old laziness and lighted the lights overnight to correct the papers.

Mr. Lan is also among them.

  He and a few colleagues first screened the papers. For example, the papers that were obviously stained or had not completed answers were screened out and put aside, and the rest were divided into groups and handed over to several academic officials for review.

  Bai Shanbao's roll noodles are good among many papers, at least they are top-notch.

  So it was the first batch to be put in front of the academies.

  Academic officers are in teams of two and cross-graded. The scores in front of Bai Shanbao belong to the top grades, but the real difficulty is the two big questions at the back, which are the key questions for separating candidates.

  Only the question of "Shengmin", most of the candidates were swiped down. Either they could not answer the question and left it blank, or they explained the meaning of "Shengmin" again, or they didn't write the idea.

  Wait until the last big question, many people can be removed.

  It is general and nonsense. Some people even use the paper as a flattery to write. The king of Yizhou and the officials under Yizhou arranged the refugees properly after the last flood...

  Although academics don’t like individual candidates who speak fiercely, they certainly don’t like such flattering candidates. Therefore, it is this kind of person who is brushed down first.

  They didn’t want to teach Chen Chen from the school. If they were written ironically, they might even let him participate in the next batch of screening.

  Bai Shanbao had good luck and entered the next batch, but was thrown out in the screening of the last batch.

At this time, it was the time for the final selection. Several academic officers took turns to read it again, and finally threw Bai Shanbao's papers in a pile of papers and said: "The previous answer was okay. The last question is whether we test him or him. Give us a question? It doesn't work."

Mr. Lan glanced at the name on the paper and was taken aback. He didn't expect that Bai Shanbao would be knocked down until the last round.

He couldn't help but took a look and found that the answers to his previous questions were fairly comprehensive, barely considered top-level, but the big question "Shengmin" was really good, and the first half of the last big question was also answered. Not bad.

  He paused, then handed the paper back to a few academic officials, saying: "Look at his native place and age, my lord."

  An academic officer reached out and took it, and asked: "What happened to his hometown and age..."

  The academic officer turned a glance and then froze for a moment.

"what happened?"

  A few academic officers stepped forward and took a look, "Gu Nei Dao? Oh, those born in the first year of Dazhen... the first year of Dazhen!"

  A few academic officers widened their eyes, thought about it, turned their heads and asked Lan Cheng, "Is it a mistake? It's not the first year of Dazhen, but should be born in the first year of Dade?"

  Lancheng: "...This is the information on the guide, there is always nothing wrong."

  The academies were silent for a while, and re-turned through his papers, "I'm twelve years old, it's a bit of a genius."

   "What does it mean to be a little bit, it should be, is this paper taken or not?"

  Lancheng retreated to the back and no longer participated in their discussion. There was only this he could do.

The academics hesitated, and one of them said: "If the answer to this last question is for a young man above the crown, I will definitely not give it through, but a twelve-year-old boy can write such a suggestion and ask. If such a problem arises, even though there is something wrong, you can consider giving him a chance."

  As soon as the scholars heard this, they nodded again and again, yes, yes, mainly his native place is still in Guannei Dao, although I don't know why he came to them to study in Jiannan Dao.

  But they are very happy to be able to grab talents from Kannai Road.

  In case they fall on this side, they turn around and take them away from Guan Nei Dao, so how much are they panicking?

In the end, the academic officials put the papers of Bai Shanbao in, saying: "Master Cishi, and even Master Zhang and the prince may have to read it again. Let's put it in first. If a few adults don't like it, then they will just drop it. ."

"Not bad."

   "By the way, have you passed the test of poetry? Turn out his paper and take a look. If the poem has aura, you can make up for the improperness of this paper."

  After all, the native place and age of the examinee cannot be used as a valid reason, but poetry can.

  In this case, everyone hurriedly went to find the poem paper that was just collected today.

After completing the test thoroughly, Bai Shanbao, who walked out of the examination room again, couldn't help but thrust the test basket into Daji's arms and happily hugged Bai Erlang and Manbao.

  The three little friends bounced their arms a few times, and then Bai Shanbao waved his hand generously: "Go, I will ask you to eat something delicious."

  This time, he doesn’t care about winning or losing. He just wants to laugh three hundred times to the sky, eat food for three hundred days, and sleep for three hundred days.

   But this is just to think about it, 300 days or something, no need to think about it.

  Mr. Zhuang smiled as they watched their excitement, raised his hand and pressed and said: "I don't have to ask you, I ask you for the teacher."

  　 The next chapter is around two o'clock in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)