The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

In fact, students had already started to answer questions a few days ago.

Now I just do it over and over again. From the time it took three sticks of incense to answer a test question, it only takes half a stick of incense now.

This is a huge improvement.

Shi Anxia remembered the test questions from this year's spring exam, and also remembered some questions from the competitive exam. But she didn't bother cheating. Instead, she asked the students to practice and memorize in a down-to-earth manner to deepen their understanding over and over again.

Practice hand speed and eye speed until you can accurately visualize the entire sentence in your mind when you see the first word.

In the school, the students had just finished a test paper and were having a simple dinner.

In order to rush for time, the boys brought all the meals here, just to let the students race against time and answer more questions.

The people who are currently serving as temporary lecturers in the academy are none other than Shi Chengxuan's subordinates who are ranked among the Jinshi in the Hanlin Academy.

Zhu Yuxian was ranked eighteenth in the last spring's Jinshi list; Wu Changlin was tenth in the last spring's Jinshi list. These two people are responsible for the foundation and strategy.

Huang Xingyue, who was ranked 62nd in the last spring imperial examination list, majored in poetry and poetry.

These people showed up at the Marquis Mansion on the day of the legitimate son's banquet on the sixth day of the lunar month, and Shi Yunqi took the opportunity to ask them to be the lecturers of Yunqi Academy.

They are not as entangled as Old Master Huang.

Firstly, there is money to subsidize life, which is a dream; secondly, no matter how dilapidated the Marquis Jian'an Mansion is, he is still a distinguished figure in the capital; thirdly, Shi Chengxuan is still the senior person in charge of them.

When Shi Anxia walked in, Wu Changlin was giving a lecture to the students.

After Wu Changlin finished explaining a test paper, it was Zhu Yuxian's turn to take the stage again.

Shi Anxia didn't want to be disturbed, so she quietly chose a seat by the window to sit down, and then read through the test papers that the students had done.

The students are not surprised that Shi Anxia comes to the academy. She has been busy these days making preparations for the academy.

The girl has a calm face and a graceful sitting posture. Her side face is reflected in the window by the candlelight like the most exquisite silhouette in the world.

She marked the papers very seriously, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, sometimes meditating, sometimes holding a pen and making circles.

Shi Anxia was thinking about how to enter the last day of the Jinluan Exam more safely.

The so-called Jinluan test is actually a warm-up palace test.

Participating in this warm-up palace examination is not in vain. Those who are shortlisted, even if Chunwei fails the examination unexpectedly, can still serve in the Zhongshu Provincial Department and serve as officials responsible for drafting government decrees.

Even though the job of being a subordinate was a sinecure, the one who could be promoted was the Zhongshu Province, which was equivalent to the heart of the imperial court.

This is one step to heaven!

Therefore, after passing the basic test safely, how to preserve your strength in the competition is a big question.

Most literati are arrogant and think that they can reach the top if they have the strength, and they don't even bother to spend their time on such sideways.

In fact, this is not the case. In the classic scholarship of many great Confucian scholars, it is implicitly mentioned that luck is also a part of strength. And if you can control this kind of luck, it is obviously a higher level of knowledge.

Regarding this topic, she thought she could have a good chat with Jiaoshi and her brother.

On the other side, Shi Wanqing fell completely ill.

When she found out that the old master Huang in Shi Anxia's mouth was actually Huang Wanqian, a great scholar whom the late emperor admired, she felt bad.

That night I had a headache and fever, and I vomited whatever I ate. I lost weight overnight.

She regrets it!

Speaking of which, what's the point of entering an academy at this time?

Of course, it's not really to listen to Master's lectures, but to represent a college in competitions and advance through the ranks to stand out.

Her son's success in entering Wenchang Academy was naturally not entirely due to favors, but because of her son's excellent grades and the aura of being the head of the case, Jie Yuan.

Wencang Academy needs her son to support its appearance, and her son needs Wencang Academy's reputation to increase his own value.

Even if he is the number one scholar, he will occupy a high position in the future, and when people mention him and say he came from Wen Cang Academy, his confidence and background are different.

For example, there are two people competing for a promotion position at the same time.

One comes from Wencang Academy, and the other is self-taught, or comes from an academy with no reputation. The person who is most likely to be promoted is the person from Wencang Academy.

Therefore, Qiu Zhiyan and Wencang Academy are completely mutually beneficial and go in both directions.

But no matter how famous Wenchang Academy is, how can it be more famous than Huang Wanqian and Fang Yuchu?

These two people are people who must be treated with some degree of courtesy by the current emperor.

To use another analogy, two people are competing for a promotion position at the same time.

One came from Wenchang Academy, and the mentors of the other were Huang Wanqian and Fang Yuchu. It didn't take much to think that the latter could step on the former and rise to the top.

If Wanqing had known that Yunqi Academy could invite these two literary giants, Beidou, to serve as official evangelists, how could she have disobeyed her old father? How could it be possible to look down on the clan knowledge of the Hou Mansion?

Now if she wants to change again, not to mention that Shi Anxia won't give her face, even if she invites her father to put pressure, she won't be able to escape from Wencang Academy.

After all, it's not a wet market where you can buy whatever you want and leave if you don't. In the capital, with her status, she has to keep her tail between her legs.

Shi Wanqing hated Shi Anxia and Shi Yunqi.

She felt that the two brothers and sisters deliberately did not tell her to embarrass her and make her regret.

Shi Wanqing was completely wilted. When she was confused by the fever, she muttered something, "Bless my son to shine in the competition and crush Shi Yunqi to death!"

"Bless my son to win the first prize in one fell swoop, and let the clouds rise when he is trampled to death! Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha!"

Shi Wanqing was stunned.

A woman's hair was messy from running away. She didn't have time to salute, so she was out of breath and reported, "Madam, I saw that the 'Old Master Huang' you mentioned today has come to the Hou Mansion again."

Shi Wanqing miraculously sat up, pulled off the wet handkerchief covering her forehead, and while instructing the maid to dress her up, she asked, "Can you see clearly?"

She brought this woman to the capital from Huizhou, so she was loyal. "As you can see, there are many people around, calling him 'Old Master Huang'." The concierge found Bei Hui, Miss An Xia's maid, and Bei Hui He led Old Master Huang to the main hall. He should be there at this time."

When Wanqing was about to tell someone to call her son Qiu Zhiyan, she saw him stepping into the room.

She couldn't help but grab her stunned son and walked out, "Hurry, Old Master Huang is here. This is a great opportunity, let's go become apprentices."

Qiu Zhiyan looked astonished, and felt that his mother's face was full of madness.

He reminded her gently, "Mom, Old Master Huang may be here to find cousin Xia'er."

Shi Wanqing didn't listen at all, "What do you know! Now that we have come to the Hou Mansion, we are the masters. People like Old Master Huang are not something you can see casually. In the future, even if you chat with classmates or colleagues, there will be Condescending talk.”

Qiu Zhiyan wanted to think about it, why bother to humiliate yourself? Could it be that the cup of tea poured over your head yesterday didn't make you remember it?

But he didn't dare to say these words, saying that he didn't know what earth-shattering event would happen.

When they walked to the main hall door, the mother and son met Shi Anxia on a narrow road.

Qiu Zhiyan wanted to go up and say hello to Shi Anxia, ​​but when he looked up and saw his mother's fire-breathing eyes, he immediately gave up the idea, like a wooden person without emotions or thoughts.

At the bottom of the stairs, it was like enemies meeting each other, extremely jealous.