Gu Xichao wrote about agriculture.
However, he did not directly point out the long speeches in the past.
Instead, he simply and secretly combined what he had said in class.
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Most importantly, even if Xie Lige did not talk about Gu Xichao in class, he had considered it.
The article clearly pointed out the importance of agriculture to the country.
It emphasized that the people were the foundation.
How serious the harm to the country was from excessive taxes.
What surprised Xie Lige the most was that this brat clearly wrote down the solution in the article.
He did not directly ask the country to reduce or exempt the taxes. Instead, he pointed out that the land was not yielding enough.
For this reason, he stated several ways in the article.
The first step was to choose the plump seeds in the field to plant.
The second step was to choose experienced old farmers to impart their experience.
Xie Lige read the entire article.
He could not help but praise it in his heart.
Sure enough, he was not wrong about this child. He was a talent.
The alternative method made his eyes light up. It was enough to make people think that this matter could be done this way.
Since it was written well,
Xie Lige did not have the concept of avoiding relatives. What a joke.
If he really thought that way, he would not have accepted Gu Xichao as his son. Xie Lige calmly picked up his pen and wrote a good score on the paper.
He placed it next to the other two papers at the beginning.
He finished marking.
Xie Lige pondered for a moment.
To be honest.
After a round of homework, Xie Lige's heart was filled with surprise.
After all, he had seen with his own eyes that there were many talents in the country, especially the three papers that he had taken out. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were geniuses.
When the students saw Xie Lige close his eyes to rest, they understood that he had finished marking the papers. They immediately sat down quietly in their original seats.
Their hearts were filled with uneasiness.
After all, they were still a group of children.
No matter how smart they were, they were still very afraid of the authority of the form teacher.
It was the first time that Madam Zhao had seen such an atmosphere. Her legs felt weak. Her initial confidence was gone. She couldn't help but grab Madam Wang's sleeve with her left hand. She squeezed it tightly and looked at Madam Wang without moving.
Madam Wang's sleeve was grabbed. She glanced at him and then silently looked away. In the end, she did not throw away the hand that was grabbing her.
The rankings were released, and it shocked a lot of people.
Let's not talk about the last ten students. What shocked the students the most was the first place in the top three subjects. The son of the Wang family was very intelligent since he was young. It was said that he was a young genius and was born in a scholarly family. It was natural that he was better than them. Gu Xichao, who was in the agricultural course, was the son of the Emperor's preceptor. What kind of person was the Emperor's preceptor? As the child of the Emperor's preceptor, he must be good.
What the students couldn't accept the most was that the first place in the business class was actually the son of the Zhao family.
Who was the son of the Zhao family?
There was probably no one in the capital who didn't know about him. He was the number one hedonistic son of the family and had been a tyrant since he was young. He didn't learn anything and didn't like to study. It was said that his grandmother spoiled him so much that his father couldn't touch him.
And they actually lost to such a person.
It was a great shame.
The most hateful thing was that the son of the Zhao family didn't know how to restrain himself after seeing that he was the first place. He began to celebrate loudly, "Zi, Wang, did you see that? Did you see that? I'm the first!"
"I'm the first!"
The son of the Zhao family stood up happily and pulled the sleeves of the son of the Wang family next to him.
The son of the Wang family looked at the rankings and was a little surprised. When he heard the person next to him who didn't know how to restrain himself, he nodded helplessly and said, "I know. Don't be so noisy. It's the lecture time of the Emperor's preceptor now."
The son of the Zhao family didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. "I'm the first, I'm the first."
He didn't have to worry about being beaten by the old man when he went back.
The son of the Zhao family felt a little arrogant.
The son of the Wang family looked at the dangerous eyes of the students around him. In order to prevent his deskmate from being beaten to death, he couldn't help but pull him, indicating that he should restrain himself.
The son of the Zhao family completely ignored it and began to enjoy himself.
Finally, someone couldn't stand it and asked Xie Lige questions. He was polite and didn't show any arrogance. He simply asked how the latter's essay could impress him and how their essay was insufficient.
Xie Lige nodded and took out the paper next to him.
He motioned for the other party to come over and take it. "Have a look, but don't damage it. Today, I will bring the first place papers of the three subjects directly to His Majesty. As for the reward, His Majesty will decide."
What!
When the students heard this, they were shocked. Many people didn't even bother to look at the son of the Zhao family's paper. They directly looked at the first place students who were sitting upright in their seats with envy and jealousy.
Everyone said in their hearts, "Why wasn't he the first place in the exam?!"
They all understood the words of the Emperor's preceptor. The reward for the first place would be given by the Emperor. It didn't matter what the reward was. What was important was that the papers of the top three students would be handed to the Emperor. What did this mean?
It meant that as the first place students of the Imperial College, they would have more opportunities to enter the imperial court than others.
This step could even bring about a world of difference.
In other words, none of the students thought that the reward would be so great. It caught them off guard. Many people directly regretted that the essay they wrote last night was too crude, which led to their low ranking.
If he had known that the reward would be like this, he wouldn't have been so perfunctory.
The classroom was a mess.
It was also because of this that many people were even more determined to look at the son of the Zhao family's paper. They were curious as to why this paper could make the Emperor's preceptor look at it in a different light. What kind of special talent did this son of the Zhao family have?
When they opened the paper, they fell silent.
It was nothing. They weren't shocked.
To be honest, they were shocked.
There was no other reason. The son of the Zhao family's handwriting was simply too ugly.
The students surrounded the student in the center. When they saw the calligraphy on the paper, they suddenly felt that their eyes were about to go blind.
"Useless brat!!"
His handwriting was too f * cking ugly!!
They closed their eyes and resisted the urge to tear the paper in front of them.
The students also understood why the Emperor's preceptor told them to be careful not to damage the paper at the beginning. It seemed that he had already expected their reaction. Abandoning the mentality about the handwriting, the students began to seriously read.