You brat is still playing this trick with me. You think I can’t cure you, right?

Sister wants to play with you, it’s weird if you can run away!

Yuan Wense brought him a pile of letters and said, "I picked these. Your articles are all selected from these books. I wrote a bibliography for you. You can read according to the words on it. One book is the main text.

One is my translation. I also copied it from other people’s books during these days. The translation is in vernacular and is very easy to understand. Take a look and come back to me if you don’t understand.”

Lao Shi was already angry, but now he was even more angry.

Big eyes stared at Yuan Wense in disbelief, Cousin, can you be kind?

Yuan Wense, of course, can't. I can't cure you, little one.

…

The translation that the original text Se gave to Lao Shi was actually quite painstaking. It was a style that Lao Shi liked very much in his previous life. It just conveyed the full meaning and the sentences were very practical and easy to remember at a glance.

Moreover, it is not a translation of every sentence, but more of an introductory version, that is, after reading the original text, Seer will tell you what the book is about, what wonderful sentences it contains, and what its meaning is.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Lao Shi to read so many books in so many days.

However, this learning method is particularly suitable for Lao Shi. After all, Yuan Wense has studied Lao Shi thoroughly.

Lao Shi is a pragmatist and a man of action, and he can't read anything that is frivolous. However, Lao Shi has reviewed many real memorials, and he has never said that they are difficult to read.

Yuan Wense's trick worked for him. He looked at the sentences written by Yuan Wense, which were playful and lively. He thought of how long his cousin had been writing for him and how much brain he had used, and he secretly smiled sweetly.

The atmosphere in the Tong family was sweet and happy, and of course it reached its peak after Lao Shi passed the examination to become a scholar.

Lao Shi actually ranked among the top three.

The top three scholars are different from the pretty and cheap people behind them. They receive rice and food every month, so their status is naturally more noble.

Yuan Wense was stunned when she heard the news. After all, she put a lot of thought into writing Lao Shi's paper. The intention was excellent, but the article was relatively shallow. It can be said that even Li Shisan's book was better than Lao Shi's.

If you write well, your level should not be ranked third.

But now there is an extra third place, and it definitely cannot be arranged by Mr. Tong San. He has neither the ability nor the intention. If his son can pass the exam, he will be extremely happy. The top three, he really never thought about it.

There is no shortage of rice.

"The ancestors are virtuous, the ancestors are virtuous."

Mr. Tong San, who was not very superstitious before, is now very superstitious and will go home immediately to offer incense and kowtow to his ancestors.

Lao Shi smiled and said: "Even if our ancestors are virtuous, they are not from our family. It's a pity that cousin Jinlong is not here, otherwise, he would be a scholar."

Yuan Wense looked at him displeased: "There are some things that we shouldn't say even in front of our own family members."

This was the first time she said Lao Shi in front of others.

Mr. Tong San looked around nervously. Not only did he not blame Yuan Wense, but he said something to his beloved son: "Ancestor, little ancestor, there are some words that will rot in your stomach for the rest of your life, even if you bring them to the coffin."

Say, don’t you know? If you talk too much, you will make mistakes; if you talk too much, you will make mistakes.”

Yu also said: "I know, he won't say anything anymore, right?"
Chapter completed!