Dominate the ancient academy

When Qian Jinbao and the others saw Shu Xiaoxiao coming back, their expressions were a little tangled. Before Shu Xiaoxiao noticed, they hurriedly greeted him, "Brother Ye, come and eat. Brother Shu brought the food back for you."

"Thank you, Third Brother. I'm just hungry." Shu Xiaoxiao picked up the chopsticks on the table and quickly ate the rice. To her, those dim sum were just snacks. She still needed meals to feel full.

Seeing his sister finish eating, Shu Tingfei asked hesitantly: "Xiaoxiao, can you farm for two hours? Otherwise, I will go to help."

"Yes, Brother Ye, why didn't you come back for class? Wasn't it said that you would attend class for two hours every day? Has the time been extended?" Su Shiche asked hurriedly. They went to the martial arts class to find her today, only to find out that she did not attend class today.

Seeing three pairs of eyes staring at her, Shu Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled: "I found what to plant. Today is the day to plant seeds, so it will take a long time. After planting, I won't be busy anymore. Then I can go to class as usual."

Seeing that the three people looked strange, Shu Xiaoxiao asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"This..." The three of them were a little hesitant. Their words were really too harsh. If it weren't for the academy's rule that anyone who fights in the academy should be expelled from the academy, he would definitely fight with those people.

Seeing the embarrassed expressions of several people, Shu Xiaoxiao said directly: "Brother Su, tell me, what's wrong?"

Su Shiche said angrily, "They said that in order to become the headmaster's personal disciple, you not only farmed but also carried manure. This is disgraceful and we are ashamed to be associated with you. We will sign a petition to expel you from the academy."

"They also said that they would never eat the food grown from this manure."

"Brother Ye, you really...really went to pick up...pick up manure." Qian Jinbao asked hesitantly.

"I think these people are just jealous of my ability to become a direct disciple of the mountain, and they want to kick me out of the academy. Farming is allowed by the headmaster himself. If you have the guts, go and tell the headmaster that I can't farm!

"I'll go to the school tomorrow to see who's so talkative."

"Xiaoxiao, don't worry. Most of those who say this are liberal arts students. They are just looking for trouble. You are in the martial arts class, and your classmates who are not in the martial arts class will be fine."

Shu Tingfei comforted her. The students in the martial arts class didn't react much to this. He was now glad that Xiaoxiao entered the martial arts class.

"It's okay, I'll go check it out tomorrow and find out."

After she and Shu Tingfei entered the school, the students of the military department had a calm attitude and did not show any unusual emotions.

The first class was a military strategy class, and we studied "The Art of War by Sun Tzu". The teacher was Wei Dongzhi, who was about 40 years old and had an elegant appearance. I don't know if he had ever been on the battlefield, but his explanations were very clear and easy to understand.

Moreover, Shu Xiaoxiao only now realized that there are really not too many subjects nowadays. After the subjects are divided, there are only six subjects. However, there were really many subjects in ancient times.

First, there are the Six Arts: rites, music, archery, charioteering, relaxation, and mathematics.

The imperial examinations require the Four Books and Five Classics, essay writing and miscellaneous essays. The Jinshi examination focuses on poetry and prose, and also tests on pasting scriptures, ink interpretation and essay writing. While pasting scriptures, law, calligraphy and mathematics all require examinations.

The worst part was that there were boys, and the medical sciences were pulse science, acupuncture, and ulcer science; including Materia Medica, Pulse Classics, Plain Questions, and Treatise on Febrile Diseases. Shu Xiaoxiao was shocked. How could the top scorer be born out of this? He was just an all-rounder.

Tiejing and Moyi are the easiest, like filling in the blanks of modern ancient poems and essays. Moyi is the explanation, and these two are about reciting and writing from memory.

The military examination was hosted by the Ministry of War, and the examination contents included long target shooting, horse archery, foot archery, flat shooting, tube shooting, carbine shooting, cross-arm shooting, weight-bearing, and body shape.

Changduo is a long-distance target; Qiaoguan is to lift a wooden stick that is 17 feet long and 3.5 inches thick ten times, and then lift the stick up within one foot of one end of the stick; carrying five hu of rice and walking about twenty steps is the standard.

There is also "appearance" which is a selection based on physical fitness. Applicants must be over six feet tall (six feet is 1.84 meters today), and those under six feet will be eliminated. It is so strict that it is abnormal.

Shu Xiaoxiao is the shortest student in the class, and is definitely the one who pulls down the average score. Fortunately, she is a farmer, so it doesn't delay her.

As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts, so the students in the martial arts class are either from a military family or have some family background. Unlike the liberal arts class, where the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, but relatively speaking, there are fewer conflicts in the martial arts class.

But no matter how well the teacher taught, Shu Xiaoxiao almost collapsed. There was no rest time at all in the academy. There were two classes a day, and each class lasted two hours, which was almost suffocating.

Fortunately, students were allowed to go to the toilet, and there was a toilet sign on every student's desk. Shu Xiaoxiao went to the toilet twice and finally managed to get through the morning's classes. She really managed to get through it.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Xiao who is looking for shit? Why are you here for class?"

As soon as Shu Xiaoxiao left the school, she heard a frivolous voice.

Looking back, he was a naughty boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with a sloppy look. The school uniform was totally out of place on him, and the folding fan in his hand made him look like he was in his twenties. However, thinking that he was precocious, Shu Xiaoxiao understood, it was just a bit eye-catching.

"I'm worried that you'll be hungry. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so anxious." After being bombarded with modern information, she can still admit defeat.

"You..." Li Zhiyi took a deep breath. He didn't expect that this kid would dare to talk back.

"What do you mean, don't you think you can bite people just because you are a dog?"

"What are you so proud of? Do you think it's easy to be the dean's disciple? You are just trying to attract attention and don't know what you are doing." Li Zhiyi said disdainfully, and the students behind him also looked like they agreed.

"Our court has always attached great importance to farming, but we haven't discovered anything. As soon as this kid heard that the headmaster was recruiting disciples, he quickly signed up. He didn't think that if it was so easy, he would have discovered it long ago. Why is he still waiting for her?"

Wang Caitong who was standing next to him said angrily that he was not very outstanding in either literature or martial arts, and he had originally wanted to sign up. He could find more servants by then, and it would not be too tiring. If he was lucky enough to find a way, it would be a matter of success. However, since Ye Xiao had brought in the manure, his idea of ​​signing up was extinguished.

Shu Xiaoxiao didn't know that she had forced other students to give up farming because of the manure, but she didn't tolerate these people's dissatisfaction.

"Since you are so unconvinced, do you dare to make a bet?"

"What are you afraid of? What do you want to bet on?"

Shu Xiaoxiao looked around and saw that there were only a dozen people around. The others had already left, so she decided to have a big one.

"We are nothing. We are the big guys. Today at noon, all of us students will go to the back mountain and bet on whether I can produce 1,000 kilograms per mu." If we pull more people, it will be free labor.

"Are you sure it's a thousand jin?" Wang Caitong asked in surprise. Not to mention a thousand jin, he didn't even mention five hundred jin.

"It's Qianjin. You can discuss it with your liberal arts students. If you dare to gamble, we'll meet at the back mountain at noon." It would be bad if too many people were mobilized in the academy and the teachers found out, so they went to the back mountain to resolve the issue.

"Okay, we from the arts department will definitely arrive on time, but I don't know if you from the military department dare to do so." There was an opportunity that could put pressure on the military department, and anyone who didn't seize it would be a fool.