Miss Yuan Fengxiao arrived at Fang Yingwu's apartment in the morning and left just after noon. She stayed here for more than an hour, which was not a short time.
When Fang Yingwu saw her off, he almost subconsciously asked the guests to have dinner, but he thought of the two people in the house, so he decided not to fuss.
In terms of today's impressions, Fang Yingwu felt that Mrs. Yuan was simply the smartest woman he had ever seen in his life, a woman who could make the most of every bit of her condition. It seemed that she could take the position of oiran.
, is not just a big-hearted but brainless person.
Not long after Yuan Huakui left, Mr. Xiang Chengxian hurriedly walked in, "When I was drinking tea in the restaurant just now, I heard someone said that the court lady came to visit?"
This is the influence of the oiran, and Fang Yingwu felt it. As soon as she entered his door, the news would spread to other people's ears, especially Qingyun Street where there were crowds of scholars and the news was everywhere.
Xiang Chengxian asked very curiously: "It has been so long, what did you say?" Fang Yingwu replied: "I didn't say anything, I just talked about the art of poetry."
"Only talk about art?" Xiang Chengxian seemed disappointed. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two women chatting and walking around in the room. He suddenly realized, "We can only talk about art."
Fang Yingwu changed the subject and said, "I asked you to go to the restaurants and tea shops on Qingyun Street to hear the news. What was the result?"
"It's not bad. As you wish, many people are talking about Yaji and you." Xiang Chengxian thought for a while and then said: "But after the news about the court lady came out, everyone is talking about you and the court lady.
Things in between.”
Fang Yingwu sighed, no matter what age, scandals and gossip are the most popular.
Finally Xiang Chengxian said: "But you still have to be careful. I heard in the restaurant that some people are not convinced, saying that you are not worthy of your reputation, and they are coming to ask you for advice."
"This is human nature." Fang Yingwu commented. This is how people in the world are. If you are in the limelight and become famous, there will naturally be other people who want to be famous and rely on you to become famous. This is especially true in the cultural circle.
Xiang Chengxian was a little worried, "Can you handle it? Do you want me and Brother Hong to sit here and help?"
He knew that Fang Yingwu would certainly not be afraid of comparing poems; but it would be very difficult to argue about the meaning of the scriptures. Fang Xiandi was relatively normal in this aspect and was not as outstanding as a poet.
In fact, this is the reason why Fang Yingwu is keen on dealing with officials and rarely interacts with other scholars who have not become officials. He also rarely participates in scholars' cultural associations.
The officials are all people who have passed the imperial examination stage. When they meet, they mostly talk about local customs, official anecdotes, national policies and the like. Naturally, these are all things that Fang Yingwu is good at, and he is as comfortable as a fish in water. If he can talk well, others will
Just exclaimed the young prodigy.
However, ordinary scholars are still trudging along the road of imperial examinations. When they meet, they often talk about classics and essays. If they talk too much, great scholars will show their timidity.
"No need for the moment." Fang Yingwu declined the offer of help. After sending Xiang Chengxian away, Fang Yingwu entered the room and saw that the food had been neatly placed on the Eight Immortals table. Sister Lan and Miss Wang were both standing there.
Waiting next to me, looking very virtuous.
After entering the table, Mrs. Wang kept asking about the situation. Sister Lan didn't say much, but she occasionally helped with a few words.
Fang Yingwu held the rice bowl and smiled at the two women: "You two, don't act mischievously. She's not here to seduce me. Look at how stingy you are." There was nothing to keep secret from them, so Fang Yingwu handed over the oiran.
Tell them what the lady wants.
However, Mrs. Wang only cared about the word stingy and retorted: "It's not stingy. If she were a girl from a good family, I wouldn't say anything. I just can't stand her coquettish and shameless look."
Fang Yingwu smiled at Sister Lan and said, "Look at Sister Yu, her temperament is even greater than yours."
Wang Lan smiled meaningfully and said, "Sister Yu is not an outsider."
Then she changed her subject and asked again: "But the slave family is surprised that Mrs. Yuan and your husband are just two-way friends, so you dare to come to your home to discuss life-long affairs. She is not afraid that her husband will covet her beauty and take the opportunity to marry her by force.
Huh? In my opinion, this is really a bold act."
Fang Yingwu couldn't help but stop his chopsticks. But Wang Yu said first: "So what? Even so, this oiran lady will not suffer a loss. She is looking for her husband's family anyway. Isn't Brother Qiu not worthy of her?"
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Fang Yingwu was dumbfounded. Mrs. Wang's statement did make some sense. For Yuan Huakui, the risk was extremely small for him to ask for help. After hearing this, it became clear that women really saw the problem from a different perspective.
Just after lunch, the two women who had not seen each other for a long time continued chatting in the house, while Fang Yingwu went to study in the bean shed in the courtyard.
It was really a leisurely and quiet time in early summer. Fang Yingwu was leaning on his chair and falling asleep. Suddenly, a loud shout broke the peaceful time.
"Friend Fang, are you here? I'm Chen Taizhong, a member of Nansheng University. I'm here to visit you!"
Fang Yingwu opened his eyes dissatisfied and stood up. When he reached the front of the courtyard and opened the door, he saw a young scholar in his twenties outside. He had thick eyebrows and round eyes, was tall and looked very upright.
The two of them looked at each other, and Chen Taizhong first bowed his hands in greeting, then returned the favor and invited him into the courtyard to talk.
"I heard that your Excellency is a great talent and came here to ask for advice." Chen Taizhong said straight to the point.
Fang Yingwu was slightly startled. Xiang Chengxian had just warned him before noon that someone might be coming to his door, but in the afternoon he saw this person running over to do this. Isn't it too fast? He originally thought it would take a day or two.
But at this moment, there was no other way. Fang Yingwu could only ask: "What knowledge?"
"How about the twelfth chapter of Yan Yuan in The Analects of Confucius?" Chen Taizhong casually pointed out a chapter.
Don't say that he, Chen, is not fastidious and deliberately uses unfamiliar things to bully others. The Analects of Confucius is the most basic skill of a scholar. Even if Fang Yingwu loses, he has absolutely nothing to say and cannot find any reason. Of course, he, Chen Taizhong,
If you lose, you have nothing to lose.
Fang Yingwu was stunned for a moment, but then he patted his head in annoyance, "Ah, but I've forgotten this chapter, and I can't discuss its meaning with my friend Chen. What should I do?"
"Forgot?" Chen Taizhong was startled. Before he came, he had countless plans. It could be said that he had no plans left. No matter he won or lost, he would always have backup plans, but he definitely did not anticipate this situation.
Damn it! He couldn't help but curse secretly, he could even forget the Analects, the first of the Four Books, so why would he be taking the test? Who would believe it? Most likely, this person surnamed Fang didn't even bother to compare with himself.
At this moment, he should reply, "Are you scared?" or "Are you looking down on me?"
Chen Taizhong kept thinking in his mind that the first statement was too domineering and lacked emotional intelligence; but the second statement was too inferior and seemed to be a sign of weakness. It was difficult to make a choice for a while and he was endlessly entangled.
Fang Yingwu smiled slightly and calmly called into the room: "Sister Lan, help me remind you!"
Then a clear female voice sounded in the room, "Yan Yuan asked about benevolence. The Master said: To restrain oneself and return to ritual is benevolence. For one day to restrain oneself and return to courtesy, the world will return to benevolence. Being benevolent depends on oneself, but not on others, so it is the virtue of one's heart.
.The complete virtue of the heart cannot be ruled out by the laws of nature, and it cannot but harm people’s desires. Wherever they are not propriety, it is selfishness. Only by suppressing selfishness and returning everything to propriety can one be benevolent."
Is it a woman? Chen Taizhong was surprised, pointed to the house and said, "Who is this person?" Fang Yingwu answered truthfully: "A concubine brought from his hometown village, which made my friend Chen laugh."
Chen Taizhong's tiger body shook violently, and his face changed drastically. Even a concubine in the Fang family was so proficient in the scriptures, so what extent did the master's skills reach? It is simply unimaginable!
Today I am really trying to do what I do best, and I don’t know what I am capable of! No wonder others are encouraging me to come and test them, maybe they don’t have good intentions either!
Fang Yingwu said calmly: "Cultivating one's moral character through the meaning of the scriptures is one's own business. Arguing with others frequently is actually a sign of inferiority. I never talk about this with others. Friend Chen, please go back."
This must have been a step down for him. How could Chen Taizhong not understand it given his emotional intelligence? He immediately bowed and said: "Fang Jun is so righteous, I accept it from my heart! How can I have the face to stay here any longer!"
After watching Chen Taizhong leave, Fang Yingwu quickly returned to the house and said to Mrs. Wang: "Go home quickly and ask your father to buy me another house. No one can live here! The sooner the better!"
Therefore, there are rumors among the Qingyun Street in Hangzhou City that the scholar Fang from Chun'an is proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, even his concubines, and he himself is even more unfathomable (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, you
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