nashuaworldcup Chapter 174 Eight-Legged Essay
Chapter 174 Eight-Legged Essay
Chapter 174 Eight-Legged Essay
After the man in black left, Ye Ru did not chase after him, but instead stood frozen in place.
The person from before turned his head, and his profile looked remarkably like Xiao Ke, who had entered the Lu'an Secret Realm with him back then.
If that's true, then Wu Chang'an might have been killed by Xiao Ke.
It's just unclear why Xiao Ke entered the Gate of Death among the Eight Gates.
"Stop chasing, you can't catch up."
He realized what was happening in the next moment and quickly said something.
The man in black had revealed his true intentions, and if Zhou Dong hadn't guessed that the man would attack him tonight, he probably would have already been ambushed. Zhou Dong and his group were definitely no match for him.
"Young Master Ye Ru, are you alright?"
At this moment, Su Tongyao rushed in. When she saw that Ye Ru was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief and then held his hand tightly, as if afraid of losing him.
"Don't worry, I'm prepared, it'll be fine."
Ye Ru held Su Tongyao's hand and said softly.
To be honest, although he couldn't defeat a scholar above the xiucai level, he possessed semi-saintly scrolls and the true texts of great Confucian scholars. Even if a great Confucian scholar-level assassin came here, he would probably be unable to return.
Killing others is not enough; self-preservation is sufficient.
"Chief Ye, I failed in my duty and did not catch up with the man in black. I request punishment."
At this moment, Zhou Dong and ten other personal guards, dressed in armor, walked quickly over, then knelt down and whispered.
"It's alright, it's not your fault. Besides, a man's knees are worth gold, so you don't need to kneel before me anymore. We're family."
Ye Ru shook his head and smiled, which warmed Zhou Dong and the others' hearts. They then said in unison:
"Yes!"
"Then you should go and rest. There's definitely no danger today."
Ye Ru said softly.
"Then I shall take my leave."
After Zhou Dong and the others left, Ye Ru breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Su Tongyao:
"Where's Xiaobai? I haven't seen Xiaobai these past few days?"
"Xiao Bai said he had something to do and didn't know where he went, but I guess he'll be back soon."
Su Tongyao said.
"Okay, you go back first. I'll read for a while and then rest."
"it is good."
Su Tongyao paused for a moment with Ye Ru, then left. Ye Ru sat down, took a deep breath, opened a book, and began to read.
The questions for the Xiucai examination were more numerous and more difficult than those for the Tongsheng examination, and candidates had to read all four books and five classics.
The key point is that the scholars will have to start writing the eight-legged essay.
"Although the eight-legged essay style restricted the thinking of scholars, it was the precursor to the college entrance examination essay and was a historical inevitability."
Ye Ru picked up a copy of the Book of Documents and muttered to himself.
To be fair, Ye Ru had experienced the college entrance examination in his previous life. The eight-legged essay and the college entrance examination essay are similar in that they both emphasize gorgeous language and neglect independent thinking and innovative insights.
This reminded him of a joke he made about the college entrance exam in his past life: talented people are all extinguished, leaving only puppets of exam-oriented education.
However, he knew that all historical events, while seemingly accidental, were ultimately inevitable.
The eight-legged essay, taken from the Four Books and Five Classics, is somewhat fair. After all, in the Confucian and Taoist continent, most poor scholars are starving and cannot afford to read many books, while aristocratic scholars, although their families may not have tens of thousands of books, read far more books than poor scholars.
If questions are drawn from other subjects, it will inevitably put students from underprivileged backgrounds in a difficult position.
Since Ye Ru had no prior knowledge of how to write the eight-legged essay, his current task was to focus on practicing it. After all, the other exam questions and those for the preliminary examinations were largely similar, but the eight-legged essay was a new question for the provincial examinations.
The eight-legged essay consists of eight parts: breaking the topic, continuing the topic, beginning the discussion, entering the topic, the first argument, the middle argument, the last argument, and concluding the argument. Breaking the topic, continuing the topic, and beginning the discussion are the preliminary parts, while entering the topic, the first argument, the middle argument, the last argument, and concluding the argument are the whole parts.
"Knowing this is not enough. I need to find some essay questions to practice. I'll find Mr. Fang tomorrow and ask him to teach me some essay questions."
Ye Ru pondered for a moment, just about to go to sleep, when he saw Hong Yin tremble slightly:
"How is Mr. Ye today? My Tea Journal will be published in a few days, and I am here to ask for a manuscript. I wonder if Mr. Ye could spare a moment from his busy schedule to write a manuscript of about three to five hundred words."
After reading the letter, Ye Ru slapped his forehead. He had originally thought that the great scholar was just being polite, but he hadn't expected that what the other party said was true. The other party was also trying to enhance his literary reputation.
If I don't write it, I'll inevitably be contradicting the good intentions of the great scholar Wen Lue.
After a moment's thought, Ye Ru realized that his every move might have already been exposed to the Left Prime Minister. If he could send an assassin today, he might send a scholar-official assassin tomorrow.
The greater his literary reputation, the more uneasy the Left Chancellor became.
After pondering for a while, Wu Chang'an's pen name gave Ye Ru some ideas, and he decided to reply to the great scholar Wen Lue:
"Good evening, esteemed sage. I may write an article about tea to inspire others and attract more students to pay attention to the Tea Journal. However, I am but a humble student and I am afraid that my writing will not be convincing enough for you tea masters. Therefore, I would like to publish it under a pseudonym. I wonder if you would agree? If you would, I will start writing immediately."
After finishing writing, Ye Ru sent it to the great scholar Wen Lue. After a while, the latter replied with a message:
“But this kind of article is too difficult. Most tea ceremony masters need two or three days to finalize it. I’ll give you five days, that should be enough. If five days isn’t enough, ten days will do.”
Wenlue knows that the tea ceremony is obscure, and very few people study tea. Five or ten days should be enough.
"it is good."
After agreeing, Ye Ru immediately began writing. Meanwhile, in a study at the Zhong Sheng Academy, the learned scholar Wen Lue was discussing Ye Ru's views on the tea ceremony with others.
"Isn't it a bit unreasonable to ask a student who has only completed a short course of study to write this? Even if you have heard his interpretation, he may just be a self-proclaimed expert who is trying to gain fame by borrowing other people's words."
A great scholar said with great disdain, "Could this young scholar possibly have a better understanding of the tea ceremony than I do?"
“Master Cheng, you may not know this, but this young man’s words are all reasonable. Although there are flaws, they do not detract from his overall merit. He is much better than the average person. I will give him five days to write it down. What he writes will definitely be enlightening for you.”
Wen smiled slightly and did not argue with him.
"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of good articles this young scholar can write about the art of tea!"
The scholar Cheng curled his lip, leaned back in his armchair, and said disdainfully.
The other scholars did not express any opinion, but judging from their expressions, they did not agree with Ye Ru's knowledge of the tea ceremony.
Half an hour later, Wen Lue's seal suddenly began to move, and an article appeared on it. After Wen Lue finished reading the article, he couldn't help but gasp...