"Did Sanlang stay up late again yesterday?"

Early that morning, Azhi prepared the meal early. Hou Lin, Qiao Junlin and Luo used these three to go to work and school. They all got up before dawn.

Qiao Junlin and his uncle and nephew were all dressed neatly at this time. Luo Yong was still wearing a slightly messy long hair, and he used only a rope to tread the back of his head. Obviously, it was not time to sort it out.

"It didn't last until very late." Luo Yong said, picking up the bowl of corn porridge in front of him and taking a sip. It was neither lukewarm nor hot, just in the mouth.

"But the paper is being released again?" Hou Lin asked him. The last test paper said that it was the first day of November in the 11th year of Zhenguan. Then there will naturally be the second and third days later. In two days, November 20th will be the twenty-year-old in the Taixue region. It is estimated that the Imperial Academy will soon have another math exam in the past two days.

"That's right." Luo nodded and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some shredded radish.

"Eat an egg pancake while it's hot, don't wait for it to cool down." Azhi said to Luo Yong.

"Oh." Luo Yong was not polite. In a blink of an eye, the brother and sister had lived in this yard for more than half a month. During this period, their meals were basically managed by Azhi. In the first few days, everyone would have to be a little polite to each other. After these days, they would basically live a similar life as a family.

After eating an egg cake, drinking another bowl of corn porridge and some side dishes, Luo Yong went back to his room to organize it.

He had already confirmed the second-year test paper last night, and in the past two days he waited for Si Niang and Wuro to carve the carved version.

On the other side of the school, Luo Yong has discussed with several other doctoral and assistant teachers recently. He asked them to gather all the students together to take a math exam on the day of the 9th day of the lunar calendar. He only needs six minutes to complete.

The doctors in the Imperial Academy were also easy to talk to. After discussing it, they decided to arrange the afternoon of the Xunfengjiu for Luo Yong as an exam.

In fact, these students in Chang'an City had a ten-day exam, and the exam process was mostly just to memorize classics, history, and sub-collections. It was not very formal, and there was no such a scoring method that was accurate to one percent.

Now Luo Yong has occupied the afternoon of the day of the 9th day. As for the morning, the exam is still a collection of classics, history, and sub-sections to test the learning achievements of these students in this ten-day period.

"Have you not packed it up yet?" Qiao Junlin had already pushed Yan Erfei, who was the two of them, into the yard. Seeing that Luo Yong had not come out yet, he walked to the door of his room and took a look.

"Okay." Luo Yong stuffed Pu's two feet into his hair, then picked up a stack of information on the table and put it in his arms, got up and left the room.

In fact, it was still early at this time. Qiao Junlin had to go to school early every day, and he took De Luoyong very early every day.

Luo Yong just got up not long after he had enough food, and his stomach was packed. Qiao Junlin was up at least half an hour earlier than him. He practiced boxing and sword dancing in the yard before dawn. It was a cold day, and I don’t know how he could hold on.

"Your Pu's head is so careless." Qiao Junlin saw Luo Yong come out of the house and looked at the bulge on his head, which was very casually tied. He couldn't help but feel a little funny, and he is still a role model.

"Let's go." Luo Yong didn't care. He was just a slut. What a big deal. Teacher Kakashi was reading the little yellow book while teaching students. In contrast, Luo Yong felt that he was simply a model teacher.

"Come here, I'll tuck you again." Qiao Junlin pulled his arm and asked Luo Yong to sit down the corridor.

Although the yard they live in now is not very large, the former owner was also a literati. The yard was cleaned up quite carefully, with trees and wells, and there was a corridor in front of the house. There were several benches on the side of the corridor, which was so romantic that they enjoyed the cool summer and watched the snow in winter.

Luo Yong was sitting in the corridor at this time. Qiao Junlin helped him remove the towel on his head and tie it again. His movements were not gentle, but his attitude was obviously much more careful than Luo Yong, and his techniques were more proficient.

On this cold day, the temperature is so low that the old tree in the yard is trembling. Luo Yong felt that the air today was particularly fresh, the sky was vast and vast, with a few different beauty...

"Low your head down." Qiao Junlin thought he raised his head too high.

"Oh." Luo Yong cooperated very well and hung his forehead. It would be great if someone helped him to give him a head. He felt that he could no longer learn this.

After tying the pup head, the two rode the swallows out of the yard. At this time, the sky was just dawn, and some snow foam floated from time to time in the sky, but there was no wind.

In such weather, the people in the market have to sleep late before they are willing to get up. Only the food shops close to several shops still start operating early every day.

Chang'an City is bustling and prosperous, and the consumption capacity of Chang'an people is much stronger than that of people in other places, so the business in this market is naturally developed and active. Not only are there many shops along the street, but there are also some porters carrying loads and pushing carts every day, and doing small business transactions from street to street.

At this time, Aunt Luo must have opened. Aunt Luo also needs to get up earlier than Luo every day. She will get up at two or three o'clock in the morning. She has been busy for several hours and prepares all kinds of food in the yard there. When the shop door opens, she asks the helpers to push the cart to move the food to the Aunt Luo for sale.

Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin rode Yan'er to the Imperial College, and then Qiao Junlin went to his classroom for morning reading, while Luo Yong went to a room dedicated to the office of the faculty and staff.

The house was much more comfortable than the large classrooms outside. There was a fire kang in the room. When Luo Yong came here early every morning, he would find that the house was cleaned up and there was hot water on the head of the kang.

"Why is Sanlang so early every day?" Not long after Luo used it, Dr. Chen also arrived.

"Is there a good place for the Imperial College?" Luo Yong asked with a smile. Dr. Chen was borrowed by the Imperial College yesterday and was back today. He came here early in the morning, maybe it was just for him to use it specifically for Ta Luo.

"But the rules are more than ours, and there is no difference in other ways." Dr. Chen walked to the kang and made a bowl of hot water for himself, put it on the kang table beside Luo Yong, and then the person sat over.

"Did you have something to ask me today?" Luo Yong asked him.

"Have you finished your 20th-year-old paper?" Dr. Chen asked him.

"It's just a carved piece, and it can definitely be made before the afternoon of the 19th." Luo Yong said.

Dr. Chen touched his beard and said, "Yesterday, a student asked me about the exam for the New Year at the Imperial College. I thought, if you can print more on this side..."

"What's the difficulty?" Luo Yong said cheerfully.

"I'll thank Saburo for this!" Dr. Chen was very happy. His current level of solving problems is OK, but the boss's level is still far from solving problems and setting questions. He knew that his abilities were so good that he would not be able to get a test paper of Luo Yong, so he simply came to him to discuss it and directly use Luo Yong's paper. He was worried that this matter would be a bit difficult, but he didn't expect that Luo Yong would agree so readily.

"But you also know that printing this paper requires some cost." Luo Yong said again at this time.

"That's natural, it's hard to ask Sanlang to pay for money again." Dr. Chen agreed.

"What should I do at the price of the Ma family house?" Luo Yong asked with a smile.

A paper costs two cents, and the number of students in the Imperial College now is nearly 100, which is 200 cents per ten. Their 4-Miang and his team have spent so much effort to carve the carved plates. It is always good to print more than a hundred pieces and earn more money.

"Sanlang benevolent and righteous." Dr. Chen bowed.

If the value of this paper is used for daily practice, it would be appropriate to have two cents, but now Luo Yong is sold to the Imperial College, but the test questions that were put into use at the first time were calculated at two cents, which would be really kind.

"I wonder if the students from the Imperial College got the full marks, would they be rewarded?" Luo Yong asked Dr. Chen again.

"There are both the Imperial Academy and the Imperial Academy should be there." Dr. Chen himself considered this issue, but Luo Yong paid for it himself, but Dr. Chen could not afford it on the Imperial Academy.

This matter has to be discussed with the people from the Imperial College. The problem should not be big. After all, those who study in Imperial College are all children of officials above the third rank. If the school cannot solve this problem, the students' parents will just donate some money and they will solve it.

The so-called "high-ranking" has no poor family, low-ranking no geniuses, and there are no poor people above the third rank. Even those grassroots heroes and generals who followed the Li family and conquered the world, at this time, in addition to their salaries, most of them also have their own fiefs. This fief is the tax of the people, and hundreds of fiefs are the taxes of hundreds of households, including food and money.

"I previously awarded bamboo sticks to those students who got full marks. If you want to buy them, go to the Grandma Food Store. A bamboo stick will be sold in the shop for 28 liters." Luo Yong said with a smile.
Chapter completed!