A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 64 Who doesn’t want to become famous?

Song Xuan took it and looked at Song Shou's comments and instructions on Zhang Fangping's test paper.

After all, they have experience.

As for some comments and suggestions for improvement next time, they are all written down truthfully.

Song Xuan actually gained a lot.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to obtain these comments by just studying hard at home.

Even if you buy it with money, it may not be real.

This is truly a special stove that cannot be bought with money.

Although Song Xuan was also swept out from the vast army of the four provinces of Shanhe, he just couldn't do math problems.

But the imperial examination was even more subjective.

It will be easier for you to pass the exam if your essay can win the examiner's approval.

After all, if you, a student, were to write some suggestions on national affairs, most of them would be based on your imagination. Who could have practical experience in governing?
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is just talk!

Therefore, Song Xuan is quite interested in the experiences passed down by his predecessors.

At least we can see that they are targeted and have a set of logic for solving problems.

Nowadays, examinations are mainly in the Xikun style, which later gradually evolved into the Taixue style. Both are methods of predicting the questions in order to satisfy the examiners and obtain higher scores.

However, when Ouyang Xiu and others carried out reforms and abolished the Taixue system, they asked the students who had been predicting the questions to gather together and cause trouble, but it still did not work, and many students who wanted to take shortcuts had no choice but to accept it.

Among them, there were also some ruthless people who directly gave up the Taixue system and instead spent two years studying the new imperial examination rules promulgated by the examiners, and eventually became the top scorer.

In the Central Plains, there are many academic masters who study harder than you.

Song Xuan put down the manuscript in his hand and digested it. The Fan Zhongyan he knew was a very motivated person, or to put it nicely, a little impulsive.

But he often advises others not to be impulsive and to know how to protect themselves.

He will probably charge in front and act as a meat shield, and you guys just need to focus on output behind me. I will bear all the pressure by myself.

He is truly the pressure-resistant king of the Song Dynasty!

If my policy paper is just mediocre, he might not approve of it. Then I will try to write it in a more radical way. After all, it is a response to the examiner.

"Twelfth Brother, if I test you on the scripture, is there any problem?"

The scope of the scripture pasting is the entire Analects of Confucius, and you just need to write down the main sentences in it.

Zhang Fangping had a photographic memory and had memorized it thoroughly, but he thought Song Xuan had not really put much effort into memorizing it and was just vaguely familiar with it.

"Because I've noticed that the number of students taking the exam has increased. Taking all four subjects means your overall score will be the most important. If you rank lower because of this, it won't be a good idea."

Song Xuan remembered quite a bit about the Analects:

"If you're lucky, you can memorize everything. If you're unlucky, you'll lose points."

"There is no other way but to memorize it."

Zhang Fangping was unable to give Song Xuan corresponding experience in this regard.

Because he has a photographic memory, not everyone has this ability.

He was also very puzzled at first, wondering why others couldn't remember everything after reading a book once.

Only later did I gradually accept that I was a genius in studying.

"I know." Song Xuan knew that if he wanted to get points in this item, he had to work hard, there was no other way.

When Zhang Fangping saw that Song Xuan had finished reading the manuscript that Song Shou had corrected for him, he planned to tell Song Xuan all the teachings that Song Shou had given him.

"Twelfth Brother, you are good at poetry, prose and strategy. I just want to remind you not to be too outrageous. Some truths are not suitable for being written down as answers."

Zhang Fangping also sighed: "This is what Song Tongpan told me at the end. Many principles in books can be used in the imperial examinations, but they cannot be used in official circles.

Even when he was arguing with Mr. Yan and others, he always spoke conservatively."

"President Song is really good to you." Song Xuan couldn't help but praise him.

When people fall in love with each other, especially men, they will always try to make your life better.

"He truly treats you as his disciple, otherwise he wouldn't have said these words so easily."

Hearing Song Xuan's words, Zhang Fangping was also deeply moved. It was indeed true.

“The most important thing is Mo Yi, Twelve Brother, you must restrain yourself, especially the explanation you said last time that a gentleman is not respected.

But it must not be put on paper, otherwise it will give others a handle."

"I know." Song Xuan stood up and took two steps:

"Song City is not like our Lema Town. There are more people competing for a tiny bit of resources, so we are bound to be watched by countless eyes."

"When I actually take the formal exams like the Jieshi exam in the future, I'll have to pay even more attention. I plan to just get an average score, just enough to get into the academy. There's no need to fight for the front row."

Zhang Fangping understood that Song Xuan was trying to hide his incompetence, but did he really think that he could hide his knowledge just by hiding his incompetence?
"I don't understand what Twelfth Brother is thinking."

Zhang Fangping also stood up and looked at the crowd passing by outside the window:
"We've come together to take the entrance exam to Yingtianfu Academy. How can we not show off our true abilities?"

"Only in this way can the Master discover your problem and give you targeted advice. Only then will we be able to be more comfortable when we officially take the imperial examination in the future."

Song Xuan admitted that Zhang Fangping was a smart man, and the communication between the two of them also represented the difference in thinking between the local natives and the extraterritorial demons.

"Twelfth brother, the entrance exam is not the time for you and me to hide our shortcomings." Zhang Fangping looked at Song Xuan's profile:
"Now that we've left the Song family private school, it's time to let everyone see your true abilities. This will give those who are looking forward to your growth more hope and peace of mind."

Song Xuan knew that Zhang Fangming was speaking to him and also to himself.

Zhang Fangping is a genius in studying and carries the expectations of too many people on his shoulders.

The whole family's hope of whether they can cross the class barrier is placed on him. The family saves money to support his studies and also wants him to become famous.

Among today's scholars, whether they are young, mature, or old, which one does not have dreams and wants to become famous?

Those students who can restrain their desires and want to get high scores and pass the imperial examination all think so.

Song Xuan fell silent.

In fact, Zhang Fangfang was just shouting about friendship, bond, and future because he was going to give his best in the exam.

His real personal idea was to control the score, but the imperial examinations consisted of too many subjective questions, making it difficult to control the score.

Unlike other people, Song Xuan himself does not carry any ties or family ties.

He lives a very "alone" life.

High scores alone won’t earn you praise from your parents, such as making a delicious meal for them and hoping that your son will continue to work hard.

Seeing Zhang Fangping's expectant eyes, Song Xuan just shrugged slightly:

"I'll just do my best."

(End of this chapter)