Be a master through ancient times

Chu's mother drank a few more glasses of wine today when she was happy, and now she was helped into the room by Xiu Niang to rest.

After Chu Guang returned the table and chairs to the neighbor next door, he came home and saw Chu Ci was cleaning up the leftovers on his table, so he hurried up to help.

"Brother, among the relatives who came today, why didn't you see that aunt?" Chu Ci asked casually.

"Auntie?" Chu Guang frowned, "But what did someone say to you?"

"No, I'm just a little curious to see that she didn't come to celebrate Mother's birthday." Chu Ci felt that there was something wrong with Chu Guang's reaction.

"It's nothing, I'm probably busy. Give me the bowls and chopsticks in your hand, and I'll wash them, and you should wash up early, and go back to your room to rest." Chu Guang only focused on his work, thinking that he didn't want to talk about this Aunt's business.

Chu Ci shrugged, it seems that this aunt is not a good person.Otherwise, according to the character of the Chu family, no matter what, they would say a few words. If they don't mention it now, it's obvious that they don't want to speak ill of her family.

Chu Ci didn't care much about this kind of irrelevant person, since the family didn't want him to know.He went to the kitchen to help Chu Guang wash the dishes, and then went to the room to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Ci played Wu Qinxi for a while, and then washed and changed clothes after sweating.

There is nothing to do at home today, Chu Ci decided to finish the painting.

When he first drew illustrations, he drew them based on the descriptions in the books. In his opinion, if there were women who looked like that, they would not be much different from those popular stars in modern times.

The person who asked him to draw this painting is also interesting, and there are still deletions and changes. Could it be that this woman is very similar to the person he likes?

Chu Ci imagined wildly for a while, and he thought it was funny.He took out the paper, laid it flat on the dining table, and pressed the sides with a paperweight.

"Xiao Er, why don't you draw inside? It's quite noisy outside right now, so be careful if you make a mistake." Chu Guang said, many old ladies came outside today, it is said that they wanted to see her mother's hairpin.Mother Chu was also on good terms with them in the past, so now she will go out and let people see her openly.

"It won't work this time, the table in my room is too small. This time, the owner wants me to draw a picture as tall as a person, and the table in the room cannot be spread out."

In fact, the dining table can't be spread out. In the past, when Chu Ci wanted to draw a large picture, he borrowed the school's conference room and painted it on the long table inside.He also wanted to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to paint, but the nerd in charge of the studio said that he was a craftsman, disgraced traditional Chinese painting, and refused to let him borrow it, so he couldn't help it.

What's wrong with a craftsman?At least it shows that his painting skills are superb.Chu Ci comforted himself like this.

"What are you doing with such a big picture?" Chu Guang widened his eyes when he heard it, "It's so creepy to hang in the room every day, it looks like a real person."

When Chu Guang said this, Chu Ci immediately thought of "Painted Skin".He felt chills all over his body, and he said a few words, "You don't talk, you are so powerful, you are confused", and then tried to drive that thought out of your mind.

Chu Ci drew out the outline of the woman according to the previous drawing method, and then according to the man's statement, drew the embroidered lady's eyes rounder, and added two small dimples on her face.The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she had a natural look of joy, which made people forget their worries.Chuci matched her with a Japanese bun, which made her look even more charming.After thinking about it, Chu Ci added flowers to her forehead, which made her look even more beautiful.

Thanks to the schoolgirls in the club who like Hanfu, Chu Ci has a good understanding of ancient costumes and headgears, and he even posted several private photos of Hanfu himself.At that time, he never imagined that he would wear ancient costumes every day.

When coloring, Chu Ci originally wanted to let her continue to wear plain clothes, but the woman's low eyebrows and smile made Chu Ci help her paint red unconsciously.

I thought that only the hot-tempered beauty of Liehuomao could look good in red, but looking at it now, this girl is also very well dressed.Chu Ci praised his aesthetics greatly.

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"Mother, I'm going to Zhang's house again tomorrow, and I may come back around mid-December this time." Chu Ci vaccinated his mother first.

"Why did it take so long?"

"Originally, I could come back halfway, but the annual examination will be delayed for a few days, which will miss the young master's studies, so I can't walk around anymore. However, if you miss me, mother, let the elder brother take you to the In the town, I just showed you around."

"My mother is getting old, so I won't go to the town. Since I promised him, I have to take care of things for him. Don't worry, your brother and sister-in-law will take care of you at home!"

"Grandma, and me!" Chu Xiaoyuan slipped in through the door, "If a bad guy comes, I'll shoot him with a slingshot to protect you."

"Haha, yes, there is also Xiaoyuan." Mother Chu smiled, and then watched Chu Ci and Chu Xiaoyuan quarrel...

Early the next morning, before Chu Ci had packed up, the mule cart had already stopped at the door of Chu's house.

After Chu Ci bid farewell to his family, he got into the mule cart with his burden on his back.In his luggage was a scholar's document, which was to be stamped by the county school official on the first day of December, and then the annual examination would be held on the third day of December.

In the Zhang residence, Zhang Wenhai read the book for a while and then put it down, he asked Xiao Chengzi: "Go out and see if Brother Chu has arrived."

"Master, I went out just now, Mr. Chu hasn't come yet. You can read the book at ease first, otherwise what should you do when Mr. Chu takes the school exam and you can't answer?" Xiao Chengzi was very helpless, including the time just now, He has run three times.

"Why do you talk so much? I have been studying hard in the study for the past three days, so why can't I answer it? You lazy bastard, go out and wait for me, and notify me when Brother Chu arrives." Zhang Wenhai became angry from embarrassment, and scolded Xiao Chengzi.

"Yes, master." Xiao Chengzi walked out dejectedly, and just as she walked out of the room, she saw Chu Ci walking towards her.

"Master, Mr. Chu is here!" Xiao Chengzi called out immediately, causing Zhang Wenhai to glare at him again.

Chu Ci smiled, this long-lost feeling.In high school, usually when he walked into the corridor, the class would start to sound the alarm.When he got to the class, what he saw was their hard work.

"Brother Zhang, are you ready for these three days?" Chu Ci interrupted Zhang Wenhai who was shaking his head and reading vigorously.

Zhang Wenhai made a "surprised" look: "When did Brother Chu come? I didn't go out to greet him. I was really rude."

"You and I don't need to pay attention to those empty etiquette. Seeing that you are serious and hardworking, you must be working hard these days, so let's start directly." Chu Ci sat down opposite him.

Zhang Wenhai: "...Brother Chu, where are the test papers? How do you answer the questions without a test paper?" He is used to motivating himself with scores.

Chu Ci shook his head: "Let's just speak orally today, and don't need to write."

Zhang Wenhai was a little nervous again. He could think for a while while writing, and dictate directly, so he wouldn't end up stunned when he was asked last time, right?

"Then the first question, there is a saying 'I examine myself three times in a day', please answer the following." Chu Ci said a question casually.

"Are you not loyal to others? Are you not trusting your friends? Are you not used to preaching? Be right." This is a topic in the Analects of Confucius. Zhang Wenhai was abused by the Analects [-] times a few days ago, and he almost blurted it out.

"Good, for the second question, there is a saying 'one effort, then decline, and three exhaustion', please answer it by its name."

"His name is Cao GUI. Be correct." This sentence comes from the Cao GUI debate in "Zuo Zhuan. Zhuang Gong", and Zhang Wenhai answered it without thinking.

"Good, the third question, Confucius read the "Book of Songs" and praised it, please answer it with his words."

There is no direct answer to this question, but anyone who has read the "Book of Songs" knows what Confucius said about it.So, Zhang Wenhai replied:

"The Master said, 'Three hundred poems can be summed up in one sentence, and there is no evil in thinking'. Be correct."

"Question four..."

"Question ten..."

"Question No. 12..."

"Question No. 18..."

"Question No. 20..."

The more Zhang Wenhai answered, the more confident he became. He was able to answer the questions almost as soon as they were asked, and the answers were all accurate.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhang, you have passed the Moyi Pass." Chu Ci smiled at him.

Zhang Wenhai was in disbelief: "What? But this... I only answered [-] questions!" He had been tormented by posting scriptures for half a month before, why did Mo Yi pass only [-] free questions?Mo Yi doesn't want to lose face?

Chu Ci shook his head and said, "It's not about the number of topics, but whether they are useful. Since it is enough to prove that you have read these books thoroughly, Brother Zhang, why bother adding more?"

Seeing that Zhang Wenhai still had some doubts, Chu Ci said again: "There are similarities between the Sutra and Mo Yi. It can be said that Mo Yi is simpler than the Sutra. If you can memorize the scriptures by heart, you can naturally answer the Moyi questions fluently. If you don’t believe me, you can buy the county test collections from the past few years and try it out.”

"However, I have done the county test set seven or eight times, and I have already memorized it backwards." Zhang Wenhai said distressedly.

"Then go buy another set of questions."

"But, apart from the county exam, taking an academy will reveal the questions they usually draw to outsiders?" Zhang Wenhai was not a core student in Qishan Academy before, and the questions he did on weekdays were all drawn by the husband himself. He felt that It's not as good as Chu Ci just asked casually.

Chu Ci was a little startled when he heard this, is he so pitiful?Exercises are not available for purchase.

Thinking back to the previous life, the bookstores all over the street were full of scriptures such as "May Three", "High School Universal Problem-solving Template", "Tianli 38 Sets".

Wang Mouxiong and Xue Mouxing, two strange people who are sought after by countless teachers and hated by countless students, are the creators of this kind of books.

Slogans like "If you don't know Wang Mouxiong for a living, it's useless to call yourself a master of learning" and "Title sea is supreme, the king rules the roost, and everyone dares to follow the orders. If a certain star does not come out, who will fight for the top" are simply It is a classic quotation sung by everyone in high school in City A.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Chu Ci's mind quickly, he...why can't he publish a collection of questions?

When he was in modern times, every time he wanted to ask a question, everyone would recommend him first.Whether it is the school's usual monthly exams or the mid-term and final exams, he has served as the examiner.He even took a place in the joint entrance examination of the top ten schools in City A.With his brain and the strength of the original owner, what's the point of asking a question?

Thinking of everyone on the street holding a copy of "Ci Hai An Anthology" in their hands and burying their heads in writing the questions, Chu Ci couldn't help but curl up his mouth. Yes, he even thought about what to call the anthology.