There was no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts.
As a scholar who was well-read, it was a great shame that he could not defeat a young child.
The scholar rolled his eyes. He still wanted to test Fengyi.
However, he did not want to test the Analects of Confucius, but the Book of Songs.
The Analects of Confucius recorded the words and deeds of Sage Kong and his disciples. It was one of the most classic works of Confucianism, but it was not long. Most of it was quotations and dialogues, so it was not too difficult to memorize. The Book of Songs was different. Not to mention the length, just the jerky content was very difficult to memorize. Only when one was slightly older and knew more things would it be easier to learn.
The little child in front of him was only at the age of young. He could not possibly remember all the rare words and content in the Book of Songs, right?
"I won't test you too hard. Just memorize Curly Ear."
Before Feng Yi could speak, Changsheng, who was at the side, quickly raised her hand.
"Changsheng can also recite this poem."
"You can recite it?" The scholar was surprised and turned to look at the chubby Changsheng, "Then recite it once."
Don't be fooled by the short length of Curly Ears, it had many uncommon words.
Changsheng wanted to recite while shaking her head, but Feng Yi held her cheeks with both hands.
"Sit up straight and shake your head. It's a loss of etiquette."
Changsheng maintained this posture and recited the entire "Rolling Ears" as if she was pouring beans. "Picking and rolling ears, not filling the basket in an instant … uh … sigh, I carry the person, Zhou Xing … Wu … Zhi Cui Wei, I carry the horse and horse … I drink from the golden basket, so that I won't forget forever …"
The scholar's eyes widened when he heard it.
He did not expect a three or four-year-old girl to be able to recite the entire Curly Ear.
Although she was not fluent, every word was enunciated clearly.
Was the girl in front of him a demon?
"Then do you know what this Curly Ear is about?"
As soon as the scholar's voice fell, Feng Yi's eyes became sharp and she glared at him.
The first chapter of Curly Ear was about a woman collecting curly ears and thinking of her husband who was far away. Then, she expressed her longing in the tone of a hard-working man. Although Curly Ear had a deeper meaning, on the surface, it was not suitable for children to understand!
Changsheng did not know this. She said happily, "Changsheng knows. It's about a young lady who picks mushrooms."
After the scholar asked, he regretted it. When he heard Changsheng's answer, he almost burst out laughing.
A little girl picking mushrooms …
This answer was also unique.
Feng Yi said, "My dear friend, please be careful with your words. Changsheng is young and ignorant, but you are no longer a three-year-old child."
The scholar's face turned red. He also knew that he was wrong just now.
After being shocked by Feng Yi and Changsheng one after another, he already believed that this group of radishes in front of him could really read.
"I remember that all of you are students of the Golden Scale Academy, right?"
The outside world was clear about the background of the students of the Golden Scale Academy.
Nominally, they were the orphans of heroes, but to put it bluntly, they were the children of poor people.
How could a child from such a family have any foundation?
The Golden Scale Academy was established only a few days earlier than the Golden Scale Pavilion. In other words, these kids who had no foundation had only learned to read and write for less than a year. In such a short period of time, they were already able to stop reading "Great Xia Rhyme"?
What was the purpose of Golden Scale Academy?
The scholar asked a question that everyone else was curious about.
"What do you learn from your teachers in the academy on normal days?"
Feng Yi said one by one respectfully. Apart from the "Three Hundred Thousand" at the beginning, they also had to learn "Arithmetic". Before learning "Arithmetic", they had to memorize the "Nine-Nine Arithmetic Formula". The teachers told them that after learning the basics, they had to come into contact with the classics and historical collections.
Apart from that, according to their different talents, they had to learn the four arts, chess, calligraphy, and so on.
"Wait — what is" Three Hundred Thousand "?"
"'Three Character Classic', 'Hundred Family Names', 'Thousand Character Classic'."
The scholar's expression became strange.
The Golden Scale Pavilion also had these three sets of books, and he had read them when he was bored.
He had to admit that if it was used to teach young children, it was indeed an excellent book.
However, why didn't they learn "Great Xia Rhyme"?
The scholar asked this question. Feng Yi said, "The teachers don't teach" Great Xia Rhyme ", they teach" Chinese New Rhyme "."
Chinese New Rhyme "
What was this?
Everyone was suspicious. They had never heard of this thing.
Feng Yi took out her class notebook, which was cut out of bamboo paper, which made the others envious.
Some of them were so poor that they couldn't even afford a brush, ink, and bamboo slips. The little boy used expensive bamboo paper to make drafts and notes.
The scholar took over Feng Yi's notebook and found that this boy's handwriting was very good. Every word was upright and had a strong style.
The strange thing was, apart from the words he was familiar with, there was a string of strange symbols near some rare words.
"Look at the last page." Feng Yi reminded.
That person raised his hand and turned to the last page, and found that there were dozens of symbols on the page, which were exactly the symbols he had just seen.
"This is?"
"This is the rhyme symbol of" Chinese New Rhyme ". The teachers teach us to use these symbols to spell out the pronunciation of unfamiliar words."
The scholar was confused. Even though he had been in the Golden Scale Pavilion for half a year, he had never seen "Chinese New Rhyme", nor had he seen these symbols.
"What kind of scribbles are these …"
Changsheng said in surprise, "You don't understand? But didn't the teachers say that everyone has to learn it? "
The scholar's cheeks turned red. He really hadn't learned it before.
He secretly glanced at the children present and found that they were all using the so-called rhyme symbol to mark the pronunciation.
They obviously didn't know the word, but when they asked Feng Yi and Feng Yi drew the rhyme symbol for them, they could pronounce it correctly.
Suddenly, the scholar was curious — —
What exactly was this rhyme symbol of Chinese New Rhyme?
Not only that, he also heard a conversation between a few little boys. They were talking about Fang Tian's math problems in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic".
He stretched his neck to take a look and found that there was a piece of paper on the table of these few children. There were ten math problems listed on the paper.
They were the problems in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic".
The scholar saw that the children were frowning and thinking hard. He found it funny and decided to help them.
Who knew that after the children finished calculating ten problems, he could only calculate the second one.
He thought that the children were calculating blindly, so he was unconvinced and proofread the answers with the other party.
They were exactly the same!
The scholar was speechless.
Could it be that he had been cheated? That the students of the Golden Scale Academy were actually not ordinary people, and that each of them had received enlightenment education?
This group of little boys in blue and white clothes were too eye-catching. They could always attract curious students to come and join in the fun.
Every one that came was startled.
After half a day, the students who were permanently stationed in the Golden Scale Pavilion knew that the little boys from the "neighboring academy" were not simple.
As for the "Chinese New Rhyme" that the children were talking about, they were even more shocked.
The children were young, so others would have lower expectations of them.
If it was someone of the same age who came to the Golden Scale Pavilion to promote, he would have been besieged by a group of scholars and had to fight with them one after another.
If it was this group of children with an average age of six, not only would they not fight, but they would also put the children at the level of child prodigies.
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