"Playing Song"/Chunxi Di Xiao

Chapter 5

On the way home, Wang's little claws were grabbed by Wang Anshi's big palm, and his feet were stepped forward step by step like Wang Anshi. The father and son, one big and one little boy, looked exactly the same when they walked.

Wang admitted his mistake very positively: "Dad, I was wrong."

Wang Anshi ignored him and led him back home. He sat in front of the desk with a golden sword and looked at Wang Xixi standing beside him.

His son pretended to be obedient and admitted his timidity, had a absolutely good attitude, a absolutely pitiful expression, and he refused to give him a chance to beat him up.

The most troublesome thing is that the one who lost his son's concern and was so scared that he wiped his tears. When he turned around, he was the one who protected his son when he wanted to discipline him!

Therefore, after the king knew how to speak and had his own ideas, Wang Anshi had to fight wits and courage with the mother and mother if he wanted to take care of his son.

The first thing to remember is that you must never move roughly.

The boy was very slippery, and he immediately cried and cried out in pain. The crying was loud and earth-shaking. People who didn't know thought he was cruel and ruthless to beat the three or two-year-old child to death!

Han Qi, who was in Yangzhou, heard the movements of his family and taught his son jokingly: "If you take a small stick, you will get a big stick, you will get a big stick. Do you know?"

This comes from the Analects of Confucius, which means that a student named Zeng Shen, who was not favored by his father. Once, his father picked up a guy to beat Zeng Shen because of a trivial matter, and almost beat Zeng Shen to death. After Confucius found out, he asked someone to close the door when Zeng Shen recovered from injury and came to the door, and said to other disciples: "If you take a small stick, you will get a big stick, and if you leave, you will get a big stick. Now, Shen is committed to being angry and trapping her father for being unrighteous. There is no greater filial piety."

What this means is that your father wants to beat you up a little and you will be punished, so that he can vent his anger; if your father is furious and wants to kill you, you have to run away! Otherwise, your father will kill you in anger, wouldn’t he have to bear the bad reputation of killing his son? You are trying to get your father to be injustice and be very unfilial!

His son doesn't like to learn anything else, and he loves to learn this kind of thing the most. After knowing this, he learns it and applies it every time. He runs away, shouting while "You can take a small stick, and you can take a big stick."

At that time, he and his colleagues lived next to the government office. Every time others didn't beat him, everyone laughed at him the next day: "Did Jiefu touch his son again yesterday?"

This kid is shameless, he is shameless!

Wang Anshi took the measure of "I just stared at you quietly without saying anything."

After he was so pitiful that Wang admitted his mistake again, Wang Anshi took out the Analects from the side and put it in front of the king: "Since you know you are wrong, then copy the Xueer chapter five times. Copy it slowly, don't worry, when will you finish copying it, and when will you go out again." He looked at Wu, "Don't help him this time. If you want to go out to buy things, lock the door. He is very clever, and it's okay to be alone at home."

The king also wanted to fight for it: "I am only three years old!"

Wang Anshi said: "Last time you said that you were four years old when you rounded up."

Wang felt wronged: "That's only four years old."

Wang Anshi glanced at him: "Other people's four-year-old children will not leave books and run away." They are so capable that they can still get into the Imperial College.

The king felt that this life could not be passed, so he looked at Wu.

When Wu woke up today, he found that his son was lost, so he was very anxious. After Wang Anshi came back, he also told her about the reason, saying that it was the end of the year, and there were many people everywhere, and there were also many flowers flying around. People were just waiting to abduct a few children and sell them for a good New Year. Even if they didn’t encounter flowers, it would be dangerous just for people coming and going outside. Such a small child could stomp him down with one foot.

My son is really too brave, and it must be managed well in terms of safety!

So Wu ignored Wang's gaze for help and turned around to prepare food.

Wang asked for help but failed, so he could only open the Analects of Confucius book Wang Anshi and throw it on the table, trying hard to pretend to be stupid: "I can't write a lot of words."

"Cross it according to it."

"I don't recognize many words!"

"If you don't understand, ask."

"Where does Xueere go from where does Xueere go?"

"Look at it yourself, make up for it if you copy too much, and you will ask for it if you copy too much."

king:"……"

The true king, the ruthless devil, Anshi, is online.

The king had no choice but to sit on his stool, and took up his own short pen and copied it word by word.

It was time to eat that Wang had finished writing a page of paper. The words were so ugly that he was uncomfortable all over and wanted to throw them away and start over again. But when he thought of copying them five times, Wang felt that his fingers had begun to become sore, so he could only silently put it aside, and his eyes were clean.

Wu greeted the dejected Wang: "Son, have supper first."

Wang put down his pen, spooned a scoop of water to wash his hands, and handed the scoop of water to Wang Anshi for him to wash it too. After washing, he stepped on his short legs and took another scoop of clean ones, and asked Wu to wash his hands diligently.

As for water, it’s not worthwhile to shoot in the well outside.

Wang Anshi: “…”

A bad guy, how could he learn so much?!

At this moment, people usually only eat two meals, get up early and eat one at 3 or 4 pm. After dinner, it was still dawn, and Wang sat back on the table to copy books. When he met a word he couldn't recognize, he asked Wang Anshi who was sitting by the side to read the book.

Mrs. Wu sat under the window, using the slightly slanted sunlight to make embroidery, and from time to time looked up at the father and son sitting side by side. Seeing that they were sometimes reading and writing quietly, and sometimes talking with questions and answers, Mrs. Wu felt that such a life was really great.

In the next few days, Wang copied the book honestly, and his claws were almost ruined, so he copied the Xueer chapter five times.

The Xueer chapter is about 500 words, and five times are 2,500 calligraphy, and 2,500 calligraphy!

What's more important is that this broken book has no punctuation and looks very tiring. Wang didn't want to squeeze all the words into a lump and couldn't tell how to pronounce them, so he divided the sentences and paragraphs in confusion.

This is really hard. You know, he is a real science student. It is easy to draw and design drawings, and it is too difficult to do surveying and mapping. It is too difficult for him to analyze and recite classical Chinese!

Wang checked the copying content himself and folded it neatly waiting for Wang Anshi to come back.

As a result, Wang Anshi came back with a little sadness.

Wang Cha said and felt that it was not good to ask his father to let him be relieved of guilt at this critical moment. He quickly put the content of his punishment aside and stepped forward to squeeze Wang Anshi's shoulders: "Dad, what's wrong? Is someone bullying you? If someone bullies you, take me with me, I will beat them up!"

Wang Anshi was enjoying his son's attentiveness, and was amused when he heard this. He glanced at his son who was struggling with his short legs to beat him on his left and right, and said, "Only you, who can you beat him?"

"You can beat it up like this," Wang Yi looked justified and said with great prestige. "I beat them but I dare not fight back!"

Wang Anshi smiled straight: "You're quite reasonable. If you jump up and punch someone, they're really embarrassed to beat you back."

Seeing that Wang Anshi was still intent on joking, Wang felt that it was not a big deal and felt relieved. He asked again: "Since no one bullies his father, what's wrong?"

"It's not a big deal." Wang Anshi rubbed Wang's head and did not hide it from him. "The superior wants me to take the exam for a job, and if I pass the exam, I can stay in the capital to be an official. But I have to think about this matter."

The so-called examination positions are to pass the examinations arranged by the court to enter the History Museum, Zhaowen Museum, and Jixian Academy. Although these places sound like idle jobs, in this era, if you want to enter the center, the museum is the only way to go.

Having a library exam is equivalent to getting a pass to enter the center in the future.

Wang Anshi thought it was too early. He was only twenty-six years old, healthy and able to walk and take on the job. At this age, Wang Anshi wanted to enter the capital and enjoy a comfortable work treatment. Wang Anshi was unwilling to do so. Compared to being a marginal figure in the museum now, he wanted to stay in charge of a county, and take advantage of the fact that he could still go up the mountains and rivers to see the people's livelihood and conditions.

Wu also listened beside him, and saw Wang Anshi hesitating and advised: "Does the officials not want to stay in Beijing?"

"In the Tang Dynasty, some people said, 'It's not easy to live in Chang'an,' and now they live in Bianjing for a long time. Look, we stayed in Beijing for a while, and the expenses were much greater than those in Yangzhou." Wang Anshi looked at his son who was pinching his shoulders and pounding his back, "I can't afford to even take a few more baths."

Wu was in charge of family expenses and knew the prices of Bianjing very well: "That's the reason."

Wang Anshi said: "Then I am still young and I want to go out to experience it. After entering the library position, I am afraid I will be a free agent for several years."

Now that he is old, Wang Anshi has many opinions that cannot be used. Others want to find a good job, but Wang Anshi's goal is very clear: he wants to be the top leader in the place and accumulate some experience in the ruling party.

With his background and qualifications, it is just right to be a magistrate.

Wu said: "Since the official has an idea, just refuse."

Wang Anshi sighed: "I'm just afraid of suffering and you and your son."

As the two were talking, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside. Wang Anshi got up and went to open the door. He saw Zeng Gong who came. Wang Anshi invited someone into the room and invited Zeng Gong to sit down and talk.

Zeng Gong came for the library examination. He heard from his mentor Ouyang Gong that there was Wang Anshi on the list of recommended library examinations, so he turned to find Wang Anshi. Zeng Gong was quite happy: "With Jiefu's ability, entering the library is definitely not a problem. I will not worry about not being able to find anyone in the future."

Wang Anshi could only say what he said to Wu just now to Zeng Gong.

Zeng Gong heard this and sighed, "I'm not as good as Jie Fu." He failed many times and wasted his time so far. If he succeeded, he would be overjoyed. Wang Anshi's good attitude of fame and fortune in front of him, and he wanted to exercise more, really made Zeng Gong admire him.

After the two talked about the main business, the darkness in Wang Anshi's heart disappeared without a trace. He glanced at his son with his light and thought about Xuan'er in front of him again.

Wang Anshi pretended to be right, turned to Wang and said, "Take the Xueer article you copied, and I'll ask your great uncle to check it."
Chapter completed!