It has to be said that Wan An and Wan Shoufu's question was quite aggressive and difficult to answer. Fang Yingwu was scratching his head inwardly.
If the needle is pointed at the wheat, it is really unnecessary. From historical experience, we know that Shang Xianggong will probably not come back as the first assistant. It is useless to say harsh words. In the end, it will only make himself look ** and self-confident.
The smart and capable Fang Yingwu hates being looked at like this the most.
But if the answer is weak, it would be a bit inappropriate. Now I am standing here on behalf of Shang Xianggong to answer to his old friend, and I can't lose anything in front of me.
Thinking about this, Fang Yingwu suddenly understood that Wan An wanted this kind of effect by asking him this question.
Wan Shoufu probably wanted to use his so-called "aura" to shock this young boy like himself. When he was anxious and nervous, his answers would inevitably be weak and he would say something like "Ms. Wan is overly worried. Of course the teacher doesn't have such thoughts."
If so, then the chief minister can tell others how the discussion is going.
History books say that Wan'an is gentle on the outside but sinister on the inside, and as expected... This trick will probably be successful on ordinary young people 99% of the time. Unfortunately, Fang Yingwu is the most special one.
After traveling through time for several years, Fang Yingwu has met many big shots and experienced some big and small scenes. With his rich experience and natural God's perspective, he has become immune to Wan Shoufu's "aura" - to be honest,
This aura is not as powerful as that of Eunuch Wang.
After thinking about the intention, Fang Yingwu felt comfortable to speak. It was nothing more than doing Tai Chi. If he didn't even have this basic skill, he might as well go home and farm as soon as possible.
He cleared his throat and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "The teacher's mind is not something that students can guess at random. It is not in line with the etiquette of teachers and students, so I asked Mr. Wange. The late student cannot answer. If Mr. Wange really wants to find out clearly,
You might as well be honest with us. Write to the teacher and ask, and the late student can deliver it for you."
Wan'an saw that Fang Yingwu was very mature in his words and deeds at a young age, and would not fall for his own tricks at all, nor could he achieve his own goals, so he had no interest in wasting any more words with Fang Yingwu.
After that, Wan Shoufu just turned around and started chatting with the left and right, ignoring Fang Yingwu's existence. As the chief assistant, any more words he said to Fang Yingwu would be a compliment to him.
Fang Yingwu secretly cursed a few words and called the person over all the way. He only asked one sentence and then left it aside. Well, if the superior said a word, the subordinate would break his legs. This is the privilege of the superior.
, it’s okay not to accept it, since you are in the fame and fortune circle, you have to adapt to this.
In this circle of prime ministers, Fang Yingwu really had nothing in common with everyone, and he didn't want to openly show any special relationship with Liu Mianhua. It seemed that no one was paying attention to him, so he stepped away and left.
But I don't know what happened today. Every time Fang Yingwu wanted to leave, he never succeeded, and this time was no exception... A young nobleman in his twenties came out of nowhere.
He came out. He stopped Fang Yingwu and asked, "Fang Yingwu? Long time no see!"
Fang Yingwu raised his head and glanced a few times. After careful identification, his face was still full of confusion: "Who are you? Have I seen you before?"
The noble young master with a distinguished appearance had a gloomy expression on his face. He said sarcastically: "Last time you were in the capital, we had the honor to meet you at Zhongyi Bookstore. Is it true that noble people forget things so much?"
Fang Yingwu looked like he suddenly realized, "It turns out to be Mr. Liu! Disrespectful!"
When he visited the capital in the 14th year of Chenghua's reign, Fang Yingwu was invited by Mr. Yao, the owner of Zhongyi Bookstore, to attend the bookstore's opening ceremony. He met this man, known as Liu Ergongzi, and heard that he was the son of Liu Jue, the second assistant.
Rumor has it that the Second Young Master Liu got his name in the Imperial College due to his father's influence, but he had no intention of studying and instead liked to hang out in the literary and artistic circles. He was good at calligraphy and often did things like sleeping with flowers and willows. He was a well-known romantic talent.
Fang Yingwu thought helplessly, it seemed that he had lost to him inexplicably in the couplet writing competition, and he still had a grudge in his heart. At the moment, it was true that the person who came was not good, and the good person did not come, and he probably wanted to regain his place.
But you still want to compete in literature and art? How stupid can I be to compete with you? Fang Yingwu smiled and nodded to Mr. Liu, and asked: "Jinshi?" Mr. Liu was stunned and shook his head.
Fang Yingwu asked again: "Juren?" Liu Ergong was stunned again and shook his head.
Fang Yingwu looked at the roof and chanted: "There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no white men who come and go. I am Ya Kui, who is third in the Zhejiang Provincial Examination. I wonder how there is a white man in this Hanyuan place?"
The Second Young Master Liu, a student of the Imperial College (who entered through the back door), immediately wanted to win the title... This Fang Yingwu was simply a fool! Rather than literature and art, why would he want to use his fame? Besides, he is so young.
Did he actually win?
Like Fang Yingwu, Mr. Liu came to the event by hitching a ride with his father, just so he could show off to his friends after going around for a while.
But Fang Yingwu can confidently boast of being a rising star in the academy, and the Imperial Academy does not reject child prodigies. How can Mr. Liu have such confidence? Those who are interested in literature and art are shorter than those who are interested in fame. He can only get in because his father is the prime minister.
It's just identity.
In the circle of scholars, in the end, fame is the last word. The Imperial College students who rely on their father's influence should be despised in front of eighteen-year-old candidates. This is supported by public opinion. No one has anything to say, even if Liu Ergong's father is in the cabinet.
The second assistant cannot bear this hard truth.
In the lobby of the Hanlin Academy, there were all the strongest exam masters in the world. The diploma that Fang Yingwu was proud of was simply the lowest grade. Although he had to be convinced, it was a little awkward.
At this time, someone worse than him suddenly appeared. Fang Yingwu couldn't help but feel the pleasure. He imitated the Internet buzzwords of his previous life and asked: "You are so crazy outside, do your parents know?"
"Of course I'm pretending not to know!" Someone suddenly echoed, and then the whole place suddenly became silent and fell into a dead silence. Fang Yingwu felt strange in his heart, who has such power? He followed the voice and was shocked to see that the person who responded was actually
It's Wan'an, the first assistant...
The first assistant made a joke about the second assistant without good intentions. This is not the time to joke. Who dares to cheer for someone who is a little politically sensitive?
Also using the buzzwords on the Internet, Fang Yingwu's heart was filled with ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by... It was just nonsense among the juniors on his side, but when Wan An intervened, the nature changed.
.Why is this old man so talkative at this time!
The scene continued to be quiet. Wan An chuckled a few times, breaking the silence, and laughed at himself: "I shouldn't joke."
The second assistant, Liu Jue, had no expression on his face. He cupped his hands in front of everyone and said, "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave." Then he glared at his useless son and walked away. The second son Liu lowered his head and followed him away.
Liu Mianhua, who ranked third among the prime ministers, carried Wan An on his back, expressionless but secretly gave Fang Yingwu a thumbs up.
The short moment just now was filled with countless connotations, enough for the Analyst Emperor to analyze for three days and three nights. Fang Yingwu couldn't help but flash some historical data fragments in his mind——
The second assistant Liu Jue and the first assistant Wan An are not at odds with each other. Liu Jue prides himself on being upright and can't stand Wan An's behavior. He openly scolded Wan An for being shameless and shameless. Of course, he also had thoughts about the position of the first assistant.
Whether it is due to personal grudges or power struggles, the relationship between them is very tense.
In about two or three years, the first assistant Wan An couldn't bear it and mobilized the masses, united the majority, and completely defeated the second assistant Liu Jue who refused to stop. Then...then the third cabinet old Liu Ji and Liu Mianmian took advantage of the situation.
With the carry as secondary assistant, nothing else has changed much.
After another two or three years, the upright ministers and the eunuch Huai Enli cooperated with each other, and took advantage of the opportunity of the new emperor's accession to the throne to completely overthrow Wan'an. Then...then the second assistant Liu Ji and Liu Mianhua took the opportunity to become the first assistant.
In fact, just reading the cold words in the history books, Fang Yingwu still couldn't figure out how Liu Mianhua did this. Logically speaking, Liu Mianhua, one of the three elders of the paper-made three pavilions, should be knocked down by the gentlemen.
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Without further ado, let’s just say that at this time, the audience who don’t know the truth also can’t figure out how the little brother of the Fang family managed to get angry and run away from someone else?
People in other circles only saw from a distance that Fang Yingwu said a few words to the second young master Liu, and then Liu Jue, the great scholar of Jinshen Palace, led his second young master and left with a bad look on his face.
Wang Hao is the first, Xie Qian is the second, and Liu Jue is already the third? No more, no less, one person in each circle, and their status is getting higher and higher.
People in the fourth circle squinted at their colleague Fang Qingzhi. If his son is like this, his father must be even more unfathomable. Editor Fang should go to the third or second circle and hang out with rookies and thieves like them.
, it’s really a waste of natural resources.
After that, a saying spread in Hanyuan - the Fang family boy is indeed an extraordinary person. (To be continued...)
ps: It’s not that I’m lazy. The nanny went home to rest yesterday. I went to take care of the baby myself and struggled with the baby for a day. I was so exhausted that I couldn’t type. I could only write a chapter during the quiet time in the morning. I’m waiting for the nanny to come back today.