Fang Yingwu knew that the famous prostitutes of this era, especially those who had read a few books and knew a few words, were similar to the stars in the previous life. Those in big places were big stars, and those in small places were small stars. They were very popular.
Popular among the world, especially scholars.
They have a little personality, a little temper, and a little sentiment. They choose their guests in the spring flowers and autumn moon, but they also choose their life in the eternal oath. People can't make a living by laughing all their lives.
Three years ago, Miss Baimei, the top girl in Chun'an County, fell in love with Fang Qingzhi, a talented butler in the county. Fang Xiucai was handsome, upright, hard-working, and a widower without a wife, so Miss Baimei felt that
I have found a good partner that I can trust for the rest of my life.
As for being poor, it doesn't matter. She has accumulated a lot of wealth in the past few years, and she can always live a good life. And she doesn't want to marry him to be the first wife, she just wants to be a concubine. Miss Baimei feels that she is almost certain to propose marriage. The man is talented and the woman is beautiful.
A match made in heaven, not to mention she is beautiful and wealthy, so how can you not accept her if you try to get her?
But Miss Baimei never expected that when she took the initiative to express love, she was rejected by being called a whore. That night, her heart was broken and her love was broken, and she felt that there would be no more love.
But today, when Miss Baimei first saw the strange young man in the room, she felt that his features were very familiar. Until he turned his back to everyone and waved his sleeves in a dashing way before he left, she immediately burst into tears.
, this is very similar to the same action someone made when he said goodbye three years ago!
For a moment, Bai Mei thought about who Fang Yingwu looked like! Looking at his age, he should be someone's son. Others might not know, but she knew that someone's son was called Fang Yingwu!
Although Fang Yingwu still didn't know the details, he could get a general idea from Miss Baimei's words. He understood the cause and effect, and inadvertently noticed that fire could almost spit out of Miss Baimei's eyes, which meant that he understood her unforgettable feelings.
Fang Yingwu sighed inwardly, even if his father wanted to refuse at the beginning, he could have been more tactful, so why did he offend the woman so much? But he laid a minefield for him.
He doesn't know what other people around him think. Is it possible that someone who is greedy for Miss Baimei's wealth will jump out to embarrass him? Or will it increase hidden dangers for himself in the future?
In fact, among the seventeen people present, although they are members of the same profession by name, human nature is complex, and not everyone is an extremely upright gentleman, nor does everyone regard beauty and wealth as dirt.
After hearing Bai Mei's instigation, some people actually had some bad thoughts and kept calculating the gains and losses in their minds.
A gust of cold wind blew in, and Fang Yingwu looked at the people around him suspiciously. He always felt that everyone was about to make a move. A light flashed in everyone's eyes, and everyone looked like a bad guy for a while.
This place is no longer suitable for survival. Fang Yingwu is a little uneasy, but the Thirty-Six Strategy is better! He bowed to everyone, and finally turned to the direction of Hong Song, "Tomorrow morning I will go to the county government office to see the county magistrate.
, I need to be energetic tonight, so I’ll say goodbye here!”
Hearing the keyword "county magistrate", everyone became cautious again. What is the relationship between this young man and the magistrate? There is one more variable that needs to be taken into consideration.
Before anyone else could say anything, Fang Yingwu continued: "It turns out that all the gentlemen are old acquaintances of our fathers. The younger generation didn't know about it until now, and they have offended many people. Elders, this is polite!"
Elders? Are they so young? This ceremony is really embarrassing, and everyone can't laugh or cry about it.
Most of them were in their twenties, and some of them did know Fang Qingzhi, but when Fang Yingwu called him "elder", they were a little speechless. Even Miss Baimei was in a daze for a while. Women are more sensitive to this aspect than men.
Then, while everyone was being led by the magistrate to his left and the elders to his right, Fang Yingwu quickly left the hall before they could react. He carried the magistrate out and paid homage to the elders. Is this considered a disguised act of both carrot and stick?
The person in charge, Young Master Hong Songhong, was struck by the sound of "elder". He was immersed in the grief of growing old and forgot to stop Fang Yingwu.
When he came back to his senses, he saw Fang Yingwu walking quickly to the courtyard and about to disappear into the night. He shouted: "Brother Fang, please stay!"
But Fang Yingwu turned a deaf ear and walked faster, disappearing from the entrance of the courtyard into the black night.
Hong Song smiled bitterly for the fifth time tonight and said to himself: "How could such an old-fashioned Fang Qingzhi give birth to such an interesting son?"
After returning to Heqi Temple in the dark under the moonlight, Fang Yingwu felt slightly relieved. Lying on the couch, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't help but think about the gains and losses tonight -
Although it was not perfect and missed the mark at the last moment, it was still somewhat rewarding. I had taken the first step in the long march of thousands of miles, and my struggle in this world finally began.
At dawn, Fang Yingwu washed his face with well water, spent a few pennies to beg for two meals from the temple, and then left for the county government office.
When I arrived at Yimen, I met the same Xu Menzi from yesterday. When waiting for the office this morning, County Magistrate Wang had ordered that if Fang Yingwu arrived, he would bring him in. So this time, Xu Menzi did not dare to face any embarrassment and directly brought Fang Yingwu in. Brought to the second hall.
The lobby is where cases are heard publicly and ceremonies are held, while the second hall is where the magistrate quietly works. Upon hearing Fang Yingwu's arrival, Magistrate Wang received him in the flower hall of the second hall.
It is said that when I returned to Houya yesterday, the more Magistrate Wang thought about the poem that Fang Yingwu presented, the more he liked it in his heart, and he kept reciting it repeatedly until midnight.
His talent can be seen from this poem, so Wang Zhixian can't help but have some thoughts of rewarding the underachievers. Therefore, today he is willing to take time out so happily to meet with Fang Yingwu, a commoner young man. He should not bully the elderly but not the young. The young man is poor.
County Magistrate Wang and others bowed to Yingwu and said with a smile: "I have looked through the county school roll. Your Majesty is successful in what he has learned. He got first-class in all annual examinations. He is really a role model for all students. It's just that he received his diploma two years ago. I went on a study tour, but I still haven’t recognized him, which is a pity.”
Fang Yingwu could only be humble, "My parents are so ridiculous. How can my father deserve it? My father has suffered so much in this generation."
County Magistrate Wang then asked Fang Yingwu about his studies, "Have you ever learned all the four books in your seven years of study?"
Fang Yingwu's predecessor had been in social studies for several years and had a fairly solid foundation. He thought about it and replied: "Thanks to the teachings of the social studies teacher, I was lucky enough to learn it without asking for any in-depth explanations."
Wang Zhixian asked again: "Then what classics do you treat?"
Usually the Four Books and the Five Classics are called together, but for scholars who are interested in imperial examinations, the Four Books and the Five Classics are a little different.
The Four Books are compulsory courses, while the Five Classics are elective courses. You only need to specialize in one classic. As the saying goes, hard work only brings about a classic. When it comes to the exam, the Four Books are compulsory questions, while the Five Classics are optional.
That's why Wang Zhixian asked this question, which scripture Fang Yingwu specializes in. Fang Yingwu answered truthfully: "Government of the Spring and Autumn Annals."
Wang Zhixian was quite surprised and asked: "As far as I know, the Spring and Autumn Annals have the largest number of words among the Five Classics, so there are very few people who treat the Spring and Autumn Annals. Why are you doing this?"
How do I know why another Fang Yingwu chose Spring and Autumn? Fang Yingwu murmured in his heart. But when the county magistrate inquired, he had to answer, and the editor had to make up a decent reason.
A research document he had read in his previous life suddenly flashed into his mind, and there were a few sentences in it that left a deep impression on him. He immediately recited them and replied: "When ordinary people study the meanings of sages' scriptures, it is inevitable that they will miss some gaps, but they can make up for them with practical experiences from the Spring and Autumn Period!"
"This is a very brilliant statement!" Magistrate Wang applauded. He was a Jinshi scholar and had great academic experience. At this time, he even had a vague feeling of enlightenment.
Wang Zhixian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up and sighed repeatedly. This young man is indeed an unusual person, and he might have great achievements in the future. If there were others around at this time, Wang Zhixian would definitely praise him in public, "This boy
It’s not something in a pond.”
If his words are true in the future, when word spreads, it will appear that he has a bright eye, recognizes people with a keen eye, and encourages the underachievers. Even if he does nothing in the future, he will not lose anything, and who will remember his words at that time.
But now that there is no one else in the flower hall, who can listen to these words? Magistrate Wang had no choice but to keep these words in his heart.
Fang Yingwu observed the words and expressions and knew that he had answered the question well. He also remembered that he had given a gift of "poetry" yesterday, and secretly guessed that the time should be ripe now.
He carefully considered what he said to County Magistrate Wang: "Although my parents were only half a year old when they took office, their virtues have already been shown, and their family is blessed. It is a pity that public opinion ignored them and did not spread the word. The people's reputation is not clear, and people speak lightly, which makes me feel very regretful."
Wang Zhixian looked at Fang Yingwu again, and after a little thought, he understood the meaning - I understand your thoughts, and I want to help you become famous, but I can't help it because I am so humble. So you give me the title of scholar and help me become a celebrity.
circle, and in order to repay you, I will try my best to help you promote it among the local gentry.
Magistrate Wang couldn't help but secretly marvel at this person. Although this person is only a young man, judging from his performance from yesterday to today, he is very experienced, smart and capable of being used. He also speaks in a subtle way, very comfortable and without any sense of abruptness.
.Could this be the legendary precocious man?
But after more than a year of political governance, Wang Zhixian, who had studied for half his life, deeply understood a practical experience: public opinion comes from schools, and reputation comes from the gentry.
When a local official wants to become famous, he can't do it without the help of a few local people to help him advocate it. But as a county magistrate, he has his own official government system and is a foreigner. It is impossible for him to go and say to the local scholars who don't care about him, "I request it."
Please help me and spread the word." If word gets out, it will be a laughing stock.
Fang Yingwu was the first person to take the initiative to understand his thoughts, but unfortunately he was a civilian. What we have to consider now is whether to give him a chance? Does he have the ability?
To become a scholar from the common people, one has to pass three tests in a row: the county examination, which is examined by the county magistrate, the prefectural examination, which is examined by the magistrate, and the college examination, which is examined by the provincial academic officer.
Although the final decision-making power is not in the hands of the magistrate, there is an unwritten rule in the officialdom - the case leader selected by the magistrate during the county examination, no matter how bad he is, will not be eliminated in the prefecture examination or the hospital examination, and he will definitely win.
To achieve the reputation of scholar.
In other words, if the magistrate wants a certain person to gain the title of scholar, he can still do it.
Fang Yingwu was not sure that he could defeat the dead group in Chun'an County with his true skills, so he wanted to make some plans from the hidden rules and please the county magistrate to be the leader of the case, and then he would naturally get the title of scholar. But he also knew that the leader of the case
I don’t know how many people covet this favor.
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Magistrate Wang neither affirmed nor denied, but revealed the news in a friendly manner: "The county examination is taken twice every three years. This is the year of the rural examination, and there should not be a county examination.
But I have received news that after the spring of next year, the Grand Master will be in Linyan Prefecture to preside over the college examinations. Therefore, the county and government examinations will be advanced to this autumn. There are still three or four months from now. You must review your homework carefully after you go there.
, prepare carefully!”
The Tixueguan, also known as the Grand Master, advocated the academic administration of a province and patrolled back and forth between various prefectures. When he went to a certain place, he was called Jilin. After arranging the itinerary, he notified various places in advance to prepare.
Generally, in a year like this, in a township examination year, county examinations and prefecture examinations are not held as a rule. However, because the Grand Master’s schedule is to visit Linyan Prefecture next spring, the county and prefecture examinations in Yanzhou Prefecture must be held in advance.
That is to say, it will be earlier than this autumn.
Fang Ying tasted the food carefully. The county official had a very good attitude, but he didn't say anything positive. He could only say that he had an intention in his heart, but we still have to see how it goes.
He sighed softly. The favor from the head of the case was really not that easy to get. It was considered good if it was not explicitly rejected by Magistrate Wang on the spot.
I have no family background and no financial resources. The only thing that can impress the county magistrate is that I am "useful", so I must show it without reservation now. If I miss this opportunity to meet, I don't know when the next opportunity will come!
Thinking of this, Fang Yingwu no longer cared about the dignity of the scholar, and once again turned to the county magistrate Wang with all his might: "My parents, I still have something to say. As for the matter of public opinion, my parents don't seem to be very clear about it, but I have some ideas."
I would like to express my heart-to-heart feelings to my old parents. I just hope that my old parents will not wrongly accuse Xiaomin of being reckless!
In short, one is to consciously occupy the position of public opinion, and the other is to make good use of one's own people..."