Brother Wen knew nothing about the fact that he was about to become famous in the literary world (by riding on the popularity).

It wasn't until he blew the whistle in front of him again, blowing on several young men in the neighborhood, that he blinked and blew the little porcelain bird whistle in his hand with some doubts.

Uncle Zhao had lived in the capital for so long and had to rush back to teach. Cousin Zhao naturally followed him back, leaving a few little whistles to prove that he had passed.

Brother Wen never expected that just after his cousin left, his little bird whistle would be so powerful that it could blow so many people at once!

After the explanations of those gentle young men, Brother Wen realized that they were kicked out by their father. It was said that Li Zhaoxian of Li Dongyang went to Qiu Shang and then reborn, and their father also wanted them to educate them.

As for why they didn't send three-year-old children of the same age, the main reason is that their three-year-old children are either illiterate or very naughty. If they really let them go to Qiu to cause trouble, Qiu Jun would probably have to give each of them a letter of renunciation.

So, it’s better to pick a kid who can still be saved to experience Qiu Shang’s excellent reading atmosphere.

Brother Wen was a bit dumbfounded when he learned the whole story. What happened to Li Dongyang? Even if he went to play with others, he would have to write an article to spread the word!

Brother Wen felt embarrassed and said: "If so many people are going, I have to ask Qiu Shangtong first if he agrees."

He usually takes one or two people with him and doesn't bother Qiu Jun too much. If he takes advantage of someone else's good temper and just takes a bunch of people with him, that would be really shameless!

Several young men nodded in unison.

Brother Wen exchanged names with them one by one, and all of them were the sons of his father's colleagues, and one or two of them were second-generation officials. He didn't pay much attention, and ran to Li Dongyang to summon Li Zhaoxian.

Li Zhaoxian carried a food box in a familiar manner, and was stunned for a moment when he saw some of his peers. His steps were a little sloppy, and his eyes were a little blue, obviously he hadn't slept well these days.

Brother Wen had a worried look on his face and ran over to ask: "Why do you look so lethargic? Why don't you go this time and go back to catch up on your sleep!"

Li Zhaoxian's expression was a little hard to explain.

His father, Li Dongyang, is a master of contemporary poetry. He has loved to write poetry to record his words and deeds since he could speak.

Almost all his relatives and friends know the first time he spoke, the first time he made a couplet, the first time he wrote poetry. His children's words were written by his father, and they are full of shining points. Every sentence is full of my father’s expectations.

Just, it's a lot of pressure.

In the past few years, he would hide the poems he wrote in private and never let his father see them, so he became much more stable.

His father had just finished writing an article about his studies at Qiu, and he specifically looked for someone like him to be honest.

There is no fallacy. The whole article is written in a witty and witty manner, with beautiful and concise sentences. The content is sincere and the main theme is positive. The words are full of the joy and emotion of an old father.

At that time, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next few guests who came here, including but not limited to his father's relatives, friends, colleagues, and disciples, were all warmly invited by his father, inviting them to correct the article!

Who doesn’t know that correcting one or two is a kind of modesty, and its real meaning is “Look at whether my new article is awesome or not.”

So Li Zhaoxian received happy looks from his relatives and friends.

Some people also joked that his father was 17 or 18 years old and ranked first in the second grade. If he took the exam, he would also be 17 or 18 years old. He couldn't lose his father's face.

Li Zhaoxian: “…………”

The pressure is greater.

Why do people in the world praise "two Jinshi in one discipline" and "three Jinshi in one discipline"?

Because even if you are a No. 1 scholar, you may not be able to raise a No. 1 son. If you really want a father and a son to be No. 1 scholar, it will be enough to change the imperial court.

The same is true for Jinshi. If you are lucky enough to teach a Jinshi, there may be no successors later. At that time, the senior officials can be given to Ziyin Guan, while the junior officials will completely return to farming.

When Li Zhaoxian thought that he should take the exam in two years, he felt very uneasy.

He didn't want his father to be disappointed, and he didn't want his grandfather to be disappointed, but he knew that he would never get the same score as his father, getting the top grade in the second-level exam at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

It took three years for one of the top two teams in the country to rank first.

It took the whole country an unknown amount of years for a child prodigy like his father to emerge.

Looking at Brother Wen's eyes full of concern, Li Zhaoxian didn't mention those troubles. It was true that his father had high expectations for him, and it was true that others would join in the fun and tease him. He just didn't have confidence in himself.

Li Zhaoxian: "It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well. Let's go to Qiu Shang."

Brother Wen didn't understand Li Zhaoxian's inner struggle. Seeing that Li Zhaoxian didn't want to talk to him, he didn't ask any more questions.

He led a group of young men to Qiu and asked them to wait in front while he and Xie Dou ran in to find Qiu Jun and explain the situation.

When Brother Wen came in front of Qiu Jun, he mainly tried to shirk responsibility, saying that he was not the one who yelled, and if he was to blame, it was Li Dongyang.

This Li Dongyang, after listening to Li Zhaoxian's speech after he returned home, he wrote articles and talked about it everywhere, making them confused even after reading it!

Brother Wen: "If you don't like it, I'll help you drive them all away!" He also showed Qiu Jun a fierce look and bared his teeth, "Are you fierce enough?"

Qiu Jun saw his strange appearance and couldn't help scolding: "Only you, but no one else?! You are the one who disturbs people the most!"

Qiu Jun finished cursing smoothly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

When he was a boy, he borrowed money from others to study. He was often ridiculed and some even said bad things to him and kicked him out.

But for the sake of it, what does it matter if you get scolded or rolled your eyes a few times? It belongs to someone else, so you want to be able to bear it.

The feeling was really unpleasant, and he could not forget it after decades.

Qiu Jun raised his eyes to look at Brother Wen, only to find that Brother Wen had jumped up and hugged him. He smiled and said while running: "I know you are the best! I will call them in right away!"

This kid ran so fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. How could he feel uncomfortable?

What a no-nonsense boy.

A group of young men began to study with Brother Wen in Qiu during the holidays.

However, except for Brother Wen, no one else dared to make trouble with Qiu Jun. Even when he asked for advice, he was always cautious. It always felt like Qiu Jun's next sentence was going to make them bloody.

Brother Wen returned from his Qiu Library and somehow remembered Li Zhaoxian's listless appearance.

He ran to Wang Hua to talk about the influence of Li Dongyang's article, and wanted to get some information from Wang Hua.

Wang Hua, as the biological father of one of the authors of the article, was fortunate enough to be invited by Li Dongyang to taste the article.

Wang Hua himself was a top scorer, so his literary talent was naturally unparalleled, but his articles were typical of Taige. To put it bluntly, they were the type that would tell you that you are an official as soon as you read them.

Upon first reading, it is all about technique and no emotion at all.

Li Dongyang is different. Li Dongyang's poems are witty and humorous, and his sentences contain true "nature".

If he hadn't been sitting in the Hanlin Academy writing official documents, he would not have used Taige in his poems and calligraphy.

More than once, he expressed his disdain for Taige, who was always trying to whitewash peace, and was even benched for this.

Most of them are the same, but you are different. You don’t have a big enough voice to clean up the literary world. Who is willing to give you a head? If you really give it a head, you might as well step on it.

Wang Hua read Li Dongyang's poems and could also feel the difference.

We are all readers, so who hasn’t pointed out the ability to appreciate? You will know whether the article is good or not as soon as you read it.

This time, my son became famous because of Li Dongyang’s articles.

Throughout the whole article, this guy talks the most.

Wang Hua picked up Brother Wen, held him in one hand and easily copied Li Dongyang's article with the other.

He has read it once, but with such smooth and natural writing, who can read it once and still not memorize it?

Brother Wen: “…………”

Brother Wen watched his father write down the article silently on the white paper in front of him in a fluent manner. He felt that his poor little heart was numb and numb, and he no longer wanted to feel anything.

When Wang Hua finished writing, Brother Wen also finished reading.

As a Chinese language teacher who taught me to analyze articles in paragraphs and sentences since I was a child, my ability to read and solve questions has been with me almost throughout my life.

This article is full of old father’s expectations for his son.

No matter how relaxed and humorous the writing is, it can't hide the hope that the child will become a dragon!

Brother Wen read the article from beginning to end, and couldn't help but let out a loud "ouch" and let out a long sigh.

Wang Hua glanced at the boy who could still be easily held on his lap.

"Why are you sighing again?"

This kid has been sneaky since he was a child.

Brother Wen said: "Father's love is like a mountain, it is too heavy to carry!"

Brother Wen casually told Wang Hua about Li Zhaoxian's haggard appearance, and what he meant in his words was, "Does Old Li know if we don't want to start school?"

When this person is under a lot of pressure, it is easy for him to either hold it in his heart and stifle his illness, or he will go out and act recklessly to vent his anger.

No matter which one is bad, right?

Wang Hua understood.

He took a look at his son. He goes to bed early and gets up early every morning. He eats delicious food. His small body grows very fast. Every time he runs around, he has not stopped since he knew it. His short legs run faster and faster.

He said it, and his words were even more eloquent.

Pressure? What pressure?

Anyway, Wang Hua, the father, was not seen at all. On the contrary, others were disturbed by him.

At such a young age, he teaches others how to be a father. Why is he so young at three years old?

Wang Hua looked at Brother Wen and asked calmly: "Have you written the big characters today?" After he said that, he mercilessly took Brother Wen to the ground and asked him to do his homework quickly and stop thinking about all the things.
To be continued...