Chen Ao was going to read Chen Ji's poems, but Chen Ji stopped him with shame. He thought to himself: "If I took some effort to write a masterpiece for him to show it, it would be okay. But if I was eager to write a scribbled poem, there would be no need to show off my skills."

Chen Ji was good at calligraphy, especially after being dismissed from office, so he devoted himself to calligraphy. Over time, he developed a quirky temperament.

However, in front of Shen Ao, this quirk had to be restrained.

He continued to read Chen Ao's running script, and sighed again, "It's no less than Cai Jing's thief. Cai Jing has always been very arrogant about running script. If he sees Chen Xianggong's running script, he will definitely feel ashamed."

Chen Ao felt very comfortable. It was rare for anyone to know the goods. When he traveled through time, he made friends with him, except for illiterate and idiots. The most common words he wrote were to write, which was the view of an outsider. Chen Zhuangyuan was different. He knew the goods very well and did not show off when he praised people. He was so happy.

Chen Ao said modestly: "I am just a little book boy, so how can I be called my husband?"

In the Song Dynasty, only gentlemen and students were called husbands. Without fame, no one would call them like this. Chen Ji raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ao in confusion. Then he realized that Chen Ao was indeed not luxurious in his clothes and said, "You are actually a scholar? What a pity? Haven't you passed the exam yet?"

Then he shook his head and murmured, "Yes, when I was testing you just now, you didn't even know what to do with my thoughts. It seems that you have never read the classics and history." He sighed with a sigh: "How strange, I am not proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, but I can write such good words and such good words."

Chen Ji said seriously: "How can men not get fame and honor? It's better to do this. You teach me running script and I teach you how to be refined in classics and history? With your qualifications, you will definitely be able to get high school after taking the Jinshi exam."

The imperial examinations in the Song Dynasty were divided into two types, one was the Jinshi and the other was the Mingjing. The number of questions in the Song Dynasty was quite large, and one could not get fame by answering a paper. The imperial examinations required one poem, fu, and juris each, five strategies, ten posts for the Analects of Confucius, and ten articles for the meaning of the "Spring and Autumn Annals" or the "Book of Rites". Among them, poetry, fu, and juris are the most important.

The same content is also found in the Ming Dynasty, except that the three items of poetry, fu and discussion are placed at a secondary level, and posting the Analects of Confucius is the most important for the Spring and Autumn Period and the Book of Rites.

This leads to the students of the Jinshi class often look down on the Mingjing subject, because the Mingjing subject mainly relies on rote memorization and is not as literary as the Jinshi class.

Chen Ji was very confident that Chen Ao entered the imperial examination, so his poems and verses were naturally not bad. He just wanted to make up for the Analects of Confucius, Spring and Autumn, Etiquette, and Policy Theory.

Chen Ao shook his head and said, "You guys are not interested in this book. It is not easy for you to learn running script. I will write a post and you can copy it yourself and experience it."

Chen Ji's kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he couldn't help but feel a little upset and said, "Without fame, you have to be a slave and a servant for the rest of your life? Everything is inferior, but only if you have a high study, can you not understand this principle?"

"Everyone has their own ambitions. Do I not have to live without taking the exam? Chen Xianggong is the top scholar and is not very happy." Chen Ao was originally a person who did not follow the rules, otherwise he would have been a good baby in his previous life, so how could he become a thief?

All he wanted was that kind of life as he wanted.

Chen Ji shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, Chen Ji doesn't want to be favored. You don't want me to teach you, and I won't learn this running script anymore." After that, he winked at Yunnu, who was deaf and mute.

Yunnu raised her face and pushed Chen Ao and Chun'er outwards. When the door was closed, she was considered to be a closed-door thanking guests.

Chen Ao smiled bitterly. This man was so weird. He could turn people off when he had disagreements. He shook his sleeves and scolded at the closed door angrily: "If I were the emperor, I wouldn't let you become an official."

Chun'er pursed her lips and said nothing. Chen Ji's words just now touched her mind. She really hoped that Chen Ao was good. Even Xianggong Chen said that Chen Ao was in high school and said that everything was inferior. Only when he was studying well, how could Chun'er not know these principles? Therefore, she sincerely hoped that Brother Shen would go to the imperial examination and gain fame.

Chun'er wanted to persuade Chen Ao, but then she thought, if Brother Shen had fame and fortune, I'm afraid he would never be willing to be with me, a slave again?

Thinking of this, her ears turned red and she was so shy that she couldn't speak.

Chen Ao and Chun'er walked back along the path. Along the way, there were more and more people. Chun'er was shy, so he speeded up his pace and deliberately left Chen Ao behind to avoid being seen walking side by side. Chen Ao was thick-skinned and chased after him. Chun'er turned around, shy and anxious, suppressing his unbearableness and said with a hunchback: "There are many people here, can Brother Shen not follow Chun'er?"

Chen Ao held his hands and looked at the 'ruthless and ruthless little girl with interest, and said, "Xiaochun'er walked on Xiaochun's path, and this servant walked on my servant's path. There is nothing to do with it. How can you say you are following Xiaochun'er?"

Chun'er couldn't stand it in front of Shen Ao after all, and murmured, "It's not good to be seen by others, and I'm going to see my wife in the Buddhist temple."

Chen Ao laughed: "What a coincidence, I'm going to see my wife too."

Chun'er was stunned: "What did you do when you see your wife?"

"Why can't I stand my wife? Last night, the wife said she had time to go to the Buddhist temple to talk to her. I'm very free now."

Chun'er murmured speechlessly, so she had to turn around and continue walking. Chen Ao chased her heels, attracting many people to look at her side.

When he arrived at the Buddhist temple, Chun'er walked in front of her feet, and Chen Ao followed her. The Buddhist temple was not big, with a strong smell of incense and candles. There were white jades around her, and there were several cushions under her feet. In front of her was an incense table and a Buddhist niche. The lady was chanting the scriptures cross-legged. When she saw someone coming in, her closed eyes opened slightly. Seeing Chen Ao, she smiled slightly and said, "Come and sit down."

Chen Ao sat down without any restraint, as if he was not a servant of the Zhou Mansion, but rather like a distinguished guest.

In fact, many people have a natural sense of fear of the superiors and tiptoe in front of them. In fact, they are all human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, and they are not human-eating monsters.

The lady put down the Buddhist beads, but she couldn't recite the sutra anymore. She still sat on the cushion and said, "Don't Chen Ao need to burn incense to the Buddha Lord?"

Chen Ao sat still and replied shamelessly: "The Buddha is in Shen Ao's heart, regardless of form." As soon as he finished speaking, he was saying in his heart: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is left. I don't know which guy invented it, and it is very pleasing to the children of this book."

The lady then took away the Buddhist beads, stood up with Chun'er's support, and said with a smile: "I'm so obsessed."

Chen Ao hurriedly said, "I don't mean that. The lady is sincere and burns incense and chanting scriptures can not only express her respect for the Buddha, but also calms her mind and calms her mind. There is no harm."

The lady nodded: "You child can tell anything."

Chen Ao smiled: "Chen Ao respects his wife, so he always keeps compliments in his words. Many words blurted out before he even thought about them." He made a helpless look, meaning that I flattered her wife, but moved with my heart, and what I thought in my heart turned into a complimentary word.

The fart is very lethal. The lady couldn't help but smile with laughter. Her beautiful eyes showed a hint of joy. She sat down opposite Shen Ao and said to Chun'er: "Tell me to serve some pastries and tell the chef that she would make more vegetarian dishes today, and Chen Ao stayed to accompany me to have a vegetarian meal."
Chapter completed!