That morning, He Jin had no intention of doing any work, so he locked himself in the prison office and looked at the Analects of Confucius with a frown.

According to Yao Jing's meaning, if you want to write a good eight-legged essay, the Four Books and Five Classics are the basics. You have to eat rice in one bite, so you naturally have to start with the most basics.

And seriously, He Jin feels that he is still relatively lucky.

Because when I opened the silent reading and memorization, I found that the contents above were engraved in my mind. Then I thought about it again and suddenly realized: This was the gift left by the original owner.

Before traveling through time, this body had already been deceived.

Moreover, under the guidance of the private school teacher and his parents, although the original owner did not understand the meaning, he had already recited all the Four Books and Five Classics in a hurry.

Of course, this kind of nerdy-like stupid bird flying first is meaningless. At most, it is to let the original owner be a two-legged bookcase.

But when He Jin came here, this gift undoubtedly became precious and useful.

Because the imperial examination is closed, with these memories, He Jin at least doesn’t have to memorize it by rote anymore, saving a lot of time and energy.

In particular, he is not a real fourteen-year-old boy, but an adult with a complete examination-oriented education in his previous life and several years of rich experience.

The original owner's understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics was extremely superficial, and he could even be said to be ignorant.

But He Jin's ability to understand is much better than that of the original owner. After patience in reading and comprehension, he found that he could still transform classical Chinese into plain language.

Unfortunately, when he first read the two articles of "The Analects of Confucius", he could no longer withstand it.

After all, the Four Books and Five Classics are too long since his time, and there are too many barriers and strangeness in writing and lyrics. The whole article is full of "Zhihuzhe" and a lot of obscure and difficult to read.

What’s even more hateful is that there is an old man named Zhou Gong, holding a handful of money in his mind, calling enchantingly: “He Guanren, come and play with me for a while…”

So, what He Jin felt the next moment was that someone was gently pushing him. After trying hard to get rid of Zhou Gong's seduction, he saw Duanmu Ruoyu and was looking at him worriedly: "Master Sixing, it's time to have a meal..."

He Jin looked up and found that it was already noon.

After eating, I rushed out of the city in vain. On the way, I couldn't help but think of another question: Well, it's time to buy a scooter...

It is too hard to travel back and forth in Yamen and Prefecture every day, relying on the Eleventh bus alone. When you travel here, you are making money and enjoying beauty, not for labor reform!

Thinking of this, he arrived at the school without realizing it. Before he could enter, he heard Hao Youqian waiting for him at the door saying, "Boss, the coach asked you to come and go find him."

"oh......"

He Jin's eyes rolled, and thought that it was supposed to be something that should be "teaching according to his aptitude". He couldn't help but ask: "In the morning, did the instructor re-arrange his homework for each of you?"

"The boss is indeed a clever plan, and he expected it!" Fatty Hao looked admiring.

He Jin looked bitter: A person like Han Xun is so meticulous, he will do it when he says it. Do you still need to guess?

However, looking at Hao Youqian's guilty look in his worship, he couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Why are you doing this expression? What homework did Director Han Xun arrange for you?"

"Three, three..." Fatty Hao stammered and didn't say anything in a hurry for a long time.

"Three lessons?" He Jin couldn't help but exclaimed, "I didn't expect that Director Han valued you very much..."

"No, it's the "Three Character Classic"!" Fatty Hao finally spoke, feeling ashamed of crying with his face covering.

He Jin was also a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but nod and said, "Well, it seems that Director Han has really grasped the essence of teaching according to his aptitude. With your IQ, you can basically only read the "Three Character Classic"."

The blow was too sudden and too heavy, and Fatty Hao burst into tears. Of course, He Jin didn't care about him and went straight to Director Han Xun's room.

Seeing him come in, Director Han Xun couldn't help but put down the book in his hand, rubbed his sore eyes, and said, "Runde, this time I called you over to check your foundation so that Fang Hao would have some understanding of your studies."

However, He Jin looked at the piles of articles and books in front of Director Han Xun, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty: After all, he had the intention of fooling Director Han Xun before, so he wanted to teach him more attentively.

"It's a great crime to have such a hard work on the boy's words."

Such a dedicated and virtuous teacher is undoubtedly respectful. He Jin sat down obediently and gave a sincere salute to Director Han Xun again.

"It's all right." Seeing this, Director Han Xun's face couldn't help but feel warmer, and then asked, "Have you ever been fooled?"

"When I was five years old, I could recite all the things I learned from my parents from three hundred thousand to the Four Books and Five Classics."

When he thought of the original owner's gift, He Jin couldn't help but feel grateful again. Otherwise, he would have to accompany Fatty Hao to read the "Three Character Classic" together.

In order to prove that he did not lie, he immediately recited a passage of "Mencius".

"Oh..." Director Han Xun couldn't help but be amazed and asked with interest: "Since that's the case, can Runde recite poems and writes them?"

"Recite a poem and make a mistake?" He Jin was stunned at first, and then said, "Try it first, it's a mule or a horse. You have to take it out and take a walk before you know...."

Director Han Xun looked constipated: Is there anyone who compares himself to a mule and a horse like this? He is so vulgar, and probably he is not very elegant in reciting poems.

So, Director Han smiled slightly and first came a simple couplet: "There are words everywhere."

"All the mountains and rivers belong to you." He Jin came.

He still retained the custom of pasting Spring Festival couplets in his previous life, and during college, He Jin was considered half a young man of ancient Chinese. Couplets like this that were all over the streets were not difficult for him.

"Baby is not interested, and there are branches outside the situation." Director Han Xun increased the difficulty a little.

He Jin still didn't feel it and said, "The lotus root hole has no thread and does not stain the sludge."

Now, Director Han Xun's face turned solemn, he glanced at the door god picture on the door, and said, "Ghost door, God door, all ghosts and gods are hideous."

He Jin looked around the room, and his eyes finally fell on the pile of books by Director Han Xun. Fu Lingxin said: "The south study room, the north study room, and the north study room are full of articles."

"It may be a gentleman or a villain, or a talented man and a beautiful woman, and you will see you when you appear." Han Xun's guidance speed accelerated, and this couplet probably felt something about watching some opera.

He Jin sighed, his tone couldn't help but feel lonely, and said, "Sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is shocking, and it is empty in the blink of an eye." This is the expression of his emotions that accidentally miss his previous life.

"The water, water, mountains and mountains are clear and beautiful everywhere, and everything is interesting!"

"It's sunny and rainy, and it's always so curious and mysterious."

He Jin can't be defeated by folding the couplet.

"The ancient wood is withered under the rocks and rocks, and this wood is firewood."

"The woman by Baishuiquan is good, and the girl is even better. Hehehe..."

After disassembling the couplet, He Jin was still not afraid, and shamelessly exposed his lustful nature.

"Rain nourishes the spring trees and the sky connects the green trees and the spring nourishes the rain."

"The wind brings the fragrance of flowers all over the ground, and the fragrance of flowers all over the ground brings the wind."

It is a bit difficult to go back to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, but after thinking for a while, He Jin also met.

Director Han Xun's face turned red and he held it in for a long time before saying, "Runde, you and Hao Youqian were sleeping yesterday, and I got a couplet. I haven't thought of the second couplet yet. Do you dare to be right?"

"Why don't you dare?" He Jin didn't understand the verbal nature of literati: That's right, but you don't gamble anyway. At worst, I admit that I can't match it, so what can I do?

"Okay, listen, I'll be with the scriptures and be with many sages!"

When He Jin heard this, he couldn't help laughing: This couplet is simply a gift for points. Because he remembered that this couplet was originally owned by Zhu Yuanzhang and minister Tao An.

It may be that the information transmission in ancient times was not comprehensive and fast, and the people did not know much about the emperor's affairs, so by chance, Director Han Xun came up with this couplet and thought it was his original creation.

"Well, fan writes about the country, and there is a unity in your hand!" After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a fan in the middle of winter, but no matter what, this couplet is right.

"Runde, I didn't expect you to be so talented?" Director Han Xun was a little stunned and asked tentatively: "Since it's winter, can you write a poem or a word with 'snow'?"

"Snow?..." He Jin frowned and couldn't help but look puzzled: "This is too..."

"Oh, I think it's too difficult, but..." Director Han Xun then let out a sigh of relief, as if he was a little relaxed.

But unexpectedly, He Jin still had a strange face and continued, "Director Han, you misunderstood. I mean, this is too simple, right?"

"The scenery of the north is filled with ice for thousands of miles, snow falls..." As soon as you open your mouth, you are the great man's "Qinyuanchun. Snow".

Fortunately, he was still a little brainy. After reading a few sentences, he realized that this poem was majestic and heroic, and had a broad mind and a grand spirit. It was not something that could be achieved by a minor official.

So he suddenly stopped and said, "Teacher, let's change one..."

"No, I just heard that I had the mood, why did you stop?" Director Han Xun held He Jin repeatedly, looking like a resentful woman who was dissatisfied with desire.

He Jin was speechless: Alas, this literati is just a poem, why did I steal your silver? What?
Chapter completed!