With these two thousand words per month, our family's situation naturally improved a lot, and we no longer had to eat porridge to get by.

  Although that's the case, after all, it's been a long time since I've been in deficit, and adjusting this body isn't something that can be done overnight. Fang Xin thought for a moment, but he was prepared to use the "Faith Transforms Qi" method, anyway, this wasn't his true form.

  What is meant by "faith is spirit" is indeed the mystery of faith. When a person sincerely believes, they are nourished by holy light. If one understands the secret method, they can even transform the void into reality, turning it into life and strength within their body - all the miracles that occur on a person's body originate from this phrase, which is the supreme mysterious meaning in religion.

  As a devout believer, this body and mind are transformed at the same time. On earth, in Christianity, there is a very apt word to describe it: "saint" or "being with God".

  Fang Xin has merits and virtues in his body, these things don't need to be taught, they naturally come out with understanding.

  At the moment, recite the Jingyin Huotu Wansheng Jing, and indeed, at this moment, a thought arises, and the sacred light descends from above, then matches with the method, naturally it can slowly transform the physical body, and extract the power to come out, however, this power is close to the holy power, not simply the spirit of essence.

  At midnight, self-refining, by dawn's rise, the body is fully filled with holy light. After some time, it can condense into holy power. Although only a few days have passed, transformation has already begun.

  He pushed open the door and saw a figure flashing in the dim light of dawn. Fang Xin hurried over to him at a quick pace.

  "Mother, why are you out so early? Shouldn't you rest a bit more?" Fang Xin saw that his mother, He Shi, had already come out and started spinning.

  Mother He glanced at the simple interior and said, "My son, you are already fifteen years old. In a year or two, you should get married. I am working hard to save money for your marriage. Let's talk about it later. If you want to take the imperial examination in the future, I will keep some money for you to go to the provincial city."

  "Mother, I've told you, let me handle these things. Can't a grown man like me even earn this much money?" Fang Xin said helplessly.

  However, Mother He's hands were not stopping, and she had no choice but to work hard. It's pitiful that parents all over the world have to go through this. How could Mother He possibly take more rest? She still has to earn more money for her son.

  Knowing it was no use persuading him, he put on his new clothes and rushed straight to the Shen Mansion, arriving at the library.

  This library was originally part of the Shen family's private school. Since Shen Si Cheng became the Jiangfu Tongzhi, he had copied some of the family's books here for his children and grandchildren to read. At that time, it was newly built. After Shen Xia, the eldest son of the Shen family, took charge, he sent people to collect countless volumes, and now there are 12,000 volumes stored here.

  Fang Xin naturally understood Shen Xia's intention. It was nothing more than recording it and taking it back to the Empire to exchange for points and resources. Unfortunately, this was also a lot of work. Some things the Empire already had, so they weren't rare. Some things were rare, but he might not be able to distinguish them himself. Of course, that was the most important thing. There wasn't anything like scanning here, it all relied on reading and memorizing.

  After inquiring, it turned out that Shen Xia had indeed passed the imperial examination and become a jinshi. In recent years, he has been studying diligently every day, which has earned him a different look from scholars and officials alike. This demeanor would make him a great Confucian scholar even if he didn't become an official, and would not bring shame to the Shen family's reputation; on the contrary, it might even add some scholarly elegance to their name.

  12,000 volumes, Fang Xin was not afraid at all.

  He lived on the third floor, which was packed with books, except for a table, chair and bed. The third floor was basically uninhabited. Although the library originally had three people in charge, they were idle and were assigned to take care of the old servants who had been serving for generations, so these three people would not interfere with his work. Except for the first day when he came up to take a look, he didn't even glance at it on other days.

  "As I wish, as I wish, following my heart's desire." Fang Xin saw that there was no one around, so he stacked up the 4,000 books on the third floor, divided them into stacks of 100, and arranged them on the table and bed. Then, he activated his Gong De, and suddenly, a hint of golden light flashed in his eyes. After that, Fang Xin quickly flipped through the books, scanning one page at a time. In ancient times, there weren't many pages in a book, with each book having only a few dozen pages. As he rapidly scanned them, it didn't take much time before he finished flipping through a stack of 100 books.

  His hands didn't stop again, and he flipped through the second stack. He continued like this until he had flipped through ten stacks before finally stopping. The golden light in his eyes also faded away.

  "It's okay, the consumption of merits is not too much, about one merit per hundred copies, but 12,000 copies would consume 120 merits. After completion, I'll only have 240 merits left. Indeed, it accumulates slowly, but it's always not enough when consuming. This isn't the first day, having seen three floors with four thousand copies each, and recorded them down, Fang Xin let out a sigh of relief."

  Jade-like intention not only acts on the soul, but also produces memory cells for this body. Although it's just a record and doesn't mean you understand what it means, it's like opening a library in your brain where you can search, which is already a great achievement.

  Li Rui may not know anything else, but the imperial examination system is his lifeline and he will never ignore it. Therefore, Fang Xin, who inherited the memory, naturally understands that the imperial examination system in this world has a very obvious level requirement.

  The birth of a child, also known as the county test, is an examination organized by the county. The name suggests that it is a test for children in the county. Basically, no questions about the interpretation of classics are asked, and it's just a fill-in-the-blank test. A passage from the Analects of Confucius is selected, with several words missing, and you need to fill them in. The test assesses two aspects: first, basic memorization of the Analects; second, how well you write characters. If you pass, you can wear a scholar's robe, which is what it means to be a child prodigy.

  Then comes the provincial examination, which is held every three years in August in each province, also known as "Autumn Examination". The examiners are officials dispatched by the central government. Each session of the county examination consists of three rounds, each lasting three days. Before the start of the examination, each candidate is assigned an independent examination room, called a "numbered house", and food is not allowed to be brought in, all food is uniformly provided by the examination hall, as well as writing materials, after inspection, candidates enter their seats - those who pass become Xiucai.

  A scholar who has passed the imperial examination is already considered an official and can wear a sword and travel freely throughout the country. If he takes office, he can become a ninth-rank official.

  The exam content, the first day is to post scriptures, such as filling in the blanks and dictation of modern poetry. The examiner selects a page from the scripture book, extracts one line and prints it on the test paper. Based on this line of text, the examinee needs to fill in the relevant context above and below, generally speaking, excellent ones can all answer correctly.

  The next day is Mo Yi, also known as Mo Yi. It refers to the simple question-and-answer questions that revolve around Jingyi and annotations. In other words, one question is given out. You can directly recite the corresponding passage and write it down, which makes the assessment of memory more obvious.

  The third day is the meaning of the classics, which refers to the discussion around the meaning of the book. It is based on the core interpretation of the classic text to discuss the pros and cons, and it is naturally indispensable to quote the classics and cite the canons.

  The imperial examination for the title of "Xiucai" mainly focused on the first two sections in the past, and the requirements for the final section on interpretation were not very high. Therefore, Fang Xinchai felt that taking the Xiucai exam was not difficult, as long as one had a good grasp of classical Chinese and a good memory.

  When it comes to the imperial examination, simple memorization is naturally not enough. The meaning of the classics is the most important part, and it can be said that it accounts for half of the total score.

  When it came to the imperial examination, there was also a policy question. Based on the questions raised by the examiner on relevant classics or political affairs, the candidates expressed their opinions and put forward countermeasures. The scope of the policy question is wider and more difficult. However, it can be seen that the candidate's opinion is after all an official examination, and some talents are still needed.

  Poetry and rhapsody are also tested, but this is considered literary talent, which is not a key point in any session. It's just embellishment. As long as the workmanship is neat and rhymes, it's okay, although outstanding ones can add points.

  Now Fang Xinruo has memorized all 12,000 volumes. Taking the imperial examination to become a xiucai is no problem, taking it to become a juren still lacks some understanding of the nuances, and taking it to become a jinshi requires several years of study and mastery, but this is a good foundation to start with.

  Fang Xin already knew the contents of the four thousand volumes, so he immediately spread out the rice paper, concentrated his spirit and ground the ink, then began to edit the catalog, pasting labels on the wooden shelves one by one, and logging the directory onto the general label. In this way, when searching for books later, one could find them at a glance.

  Just after a short while, the sky was already near noon. Fang Xin was about to go downstairs to wait for someone to deliver his meal box when he heard footsteps coming up. He saw that it was the same maid who had followed Shen Xia on that day, with one hand holding up her skirt and the other carrying a meal box as she walked upstairs.

  "What's this?" Fang Xin asked in surprise.

  "Gongzi heard that you've been rummaging through books, and asked me to take a look." Yatou didn't mince words either, scanning the surroundings with a frown: "What are you doing? You've taken out all the books?"

  "The book is messy, I'll sort it out." Fang Xin said casually, but in his heart he thought, Shen Xia had been paying attention to his actions all along.

  "Very messy?"

  "Alright, take a look!" Fang Xin said, pointing to the book titles already logged on the general outline. In fact, this is basic common sense for any modern person. Shen Xia didn't do it that way because he was a young master and shouldn't be doing such things.

  "This girl seems to be literate, bring it over and take a look, finally understood, nodded and said: "It turns out that's what it is, indeed, this method is good, in the future finding books will be much easier, it seems you still have some skills, well, this is the young master's reward for you, eat it, after eating, I'll take it back and report to the young master."

  It seems that if the answer is not satisfactory, there will be no food to eat. Fang Xin thought so in his heart, but asked her name instead. It turned out that she was called Lin Xiang. He took the lunchbox from her hand and opened it on the table.

  Inside was a small jug of wine, a carp tail, a small dish of peanuts, no soup because it's easy to spill, and an extra serving of stir-fried meat slices, which was already considered very good treatment. The host family's concubine would only add one more dish and one more soup.

  Please have a seat, Lin Xiang. He himself started eating and since it's impolite to talk while eating, Fang Xin didn't need to speak either. The wine was actually very little, only about 200 grams, and the degree was low too. After quickly finishing the meal, he returned the food box.

  "The upstairs and downstairs have all been tidied up, how many days will you be staying?"

  "If it's just me, it'll probably take a month. If the three of you listen to my arrangements, it'll be enough in about ten days." Fang Xin said with great comfort.

  "Alright, you can just manipulate them to work, reorganize things according to your ideas. If it's done well, the young master will gain some prestige; if not, humph!" This little girl seemed to have some authority and spoke like this.

  "Alright, I'll take care of it then." Fang Xin looked at her strangely, could she be the so-called young master's personal servant who served him in bed? Otherwise, why would he mention her when speaking.

  In the following days, Fang Xin began to command the three old servants to sort out the books, categorizing them into five categories: classics, history, philosophy, literature and miscellaneous. He memorized all the books and started compiling them. By the tenth day, he had completed all the work.

  On the eleventh day, Fang Xin was copying when someone came down.

  The newcomer was an old man, wearing Confucian robes, with a hint of frost in his temples, and behind him followed Shen Xia. As soon as they met, Shen Xia said, "Father, it's this young man."

  Fang Xin immediately knelt down and paid his respects: "Student Fang pays his respects to Master Tongzhi!"

  "Alright, at home you're a scholar, get up!" The old man said with a wave of his hand, his attitude was kind but there was an air of authority about him.

  Fang Xiangying was, after performing a courtesy, stood aside.

  The old man didn't say much either, first took out the outline to take a look, saw the handwriting, and nodded slightly.

  Li Rui's calligraphy is neat and has a foundation, but lacks spirit. Fang Xin's calligraphy is not good, but he has an air that is hard to describe. These days, unknowingly, the two have mixed together. In the eyes of the elder, although it can't be considered top-notch, in terms of calligraphy, it already has some meaning. Considering the young man's age, this is even more worthy of praise.

  Looking down again, I saw that the classification was very strict. Although there were still some mistakes in the details, the intention was quite good. As I walked to the bookshelf, I saw that each bookshelf had a label, and it was very convenient to find books. I couldn't help but smile slightly. "Father, I haven't misjudged you, have I?"

  "This is a small matter, and you still come to me to boast about it. You need to cultivate your temperament more." The old man scolded with a smile, but he took a look at the young man in front of him. He was good at reading people, and seeing Fang Xin standing there, although he was wearing rough cloth, that kind of calm and composed demeanor couldn't be hidden. He thought to himself: "This young man seems to have a pretty good temperament, it's not bad to form some good connections with him, also for the sake of future generations."

  "Nowadays smiled and said: 'Is this what you think? It's really not bad.'"

  "The student is grateful for the young master's kindness, and has been able to support his mother. He wanted to repay him but couldn't think of a way, so he did this small thing, just a minor skill, to express his feelings."

  "Excellent, I've also heard that you're not only talented but also not greedy for wealth, and you serve your mother well, showing great filial piety. You have a bright future ahead of you." The old man flipped through several books and continued, "Since that's the case, you can temporarily take charge of the library. I'll arrange for some people to come and help you copy the texts using your method. Once it's completed, you'll be rewarded with 15 taels of silver per month. If everything goes smoothly, there will be an additional reward."

  He naturally understood that now all books are uneven in length, and only after re-copying them will this book collection be complete.

  "Thank you, sir." Fang Xin was overjoyed and hastily expressed his gratitude. He knew that this time he not only got some legitimate money, but also gained some connections in the background, which would make it easy for him to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar.