Fang Yingwu not only borrowed money from Mr. Xiang, but also borrowed people. Xiang Chengxian sent a servant to deliver the money to Shanghuaxi Village as a reward, so Fang Yingwu did not have to work hard on his own.
Trip.
The next morning, Fang Yingwu and two friends went to school as usual in the county. When Fang Yingwu entered Minglun Hall again, he scanned the hall several times, and then asked the classmates beside him: "Where is Senior Xu? I was joking yesterday
It's a little too much, so I'm going to apologize."
The man was not very old, and seemed a little nervous when facing Fang Yingwu. He replied: "I heard that the Xu family tied Senior Xu back overnight and told him that this evil boy was arrogant and lawless, and they wanted to beat him with all the family law."
Forty canes, and banned from studying for half a year."
Fang Yingwu smiled. The Xu family was not stupid and reacted very quickly. This was both a punishment and a kind of protection. Otherwise, who could survive Xu Huai?
But Xu Huai, the old academic master, has made some progress after this lesson. Five years later, he was elected as a candidate, and later he was elected as the county magistrate for two terms, which can be regarded as an honor for his family. I will not mention it later.
Student Fang's debut at the county school yesterday was a bit like a terrorist. He completely killed a top student as soon as he showed up. This has already labeled him as "not easy to mess with". Before the psychological shadow of others has dissipated, naturally,
I won't mess with him.
Today, Yin Jiaoyu is teaching students in the county. He talks about the principles of university. You can't tell how good you are at what you do, but it doesn't feel boring because of the freshness.
The teaching time lasted until noon, and then the county students dispersed. Because Fang Yingwu wanted to find an instructor to apply for a study tour diploma, he went to the instructor's dormitory at the back, led by Hong Song, an old man from the county school.
As for Mr. Xiang, he went to the front yard to wait alone. Because his image in the mind of the instructor was far inferior to Mr. Hong, and probably not much better than Mr. Xu Xueba, it was better not to show up when he asked the instructor to do something.
Fang Yingwu followed Hong Song and saluted Yin Jiaoyu. Hong Song then spoke up and told Fang Yingwu that he planned to follow his father to fulfill his filial piety, and begged Yin Jiaoyu to issue a travel diploma.
Without the consent of the school and the issuance of certificates, if students go on study tours and do not come back to take various examinations, they may be expelled from their academic qualifications soon.
The school instructor has a high profile in the county, and his status is aloof, but from a practical point of view, it is a very low-level position. Therefore, when asking him to do something, courtesy is indispensable.
Fang Yingwu quietly placed a piece of broken silver weighing three-thirds on the desk of Yin Jiao's edict, and then retreated behind Hong Song.
Mr. Hong explained: "This is the etiquette of the Shangsi Festival in March, and it is also some of my friend Fang's thoughts. Please accept it, sir."
The Shangsi Festival is a very popular festival in March, but it’s quite nonsense to use it as an excuse to give holiday gifts. Only the Dragon Boat Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and New Year’s Day have this qualification. But there’s nothing you can do about it, there are no other big festivals in March.
It's holiday time.
Yin Jiaoyu brushed his hand across the table, and the broken silver pretending to be a gift fell into his hand, and he secretly weighed it.
Yin Jiaoyu moved his eyebrows imperceptibly, and chanted casually: "When bamboo shoots come out of the wall, each branch must be higher than the other."
One section must be higher than the other. Is this because he dislikes that this three-cent silver gift is too little? Fang Yingwu thought about the meaning in his heart, but he was really short of money and could not give more silver as a gift.
What should I do? You can't just ask someone to borrow money. He thought for a moment, suddenly his heart moved, and he stepped forward and replied: "Plum blossoms are not as good as snow, and three points are only three points."
Yin Jiaoyu was still a literati at heart. Hearing Fang Yingwu's clever pairing of sentences, he raised his head and laughed a few times, "Wonderful, wonderful, that's right! I hope that when you study abroad, you will have the opportunity to meet my father in the future!"
After successfully obtaining the study tour diploma, Fang Yingwu and Hong Song came out and met Mr. Xiang who was waiting impatiently.
On the way, Mr. Xiang encouraged Fang Yingwu and said: "The day after tomorrow is this year's spring gathering of the county school. Your poetry is your strong point, so at the gathering you have to fight for face for our East Club, and you must beat the West Club!"
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"It seems that I haven't joined any literary club yet?" Fang Yingwu said.
Mr. Xiang wrote lightly: "You accepted my gift yesterday, and you automatically joined the Dongshe."
Fang Yingwu smiled and said, "Brother Xiang, don't count on me. I might break up the gathering."
"If you have this ability, I will obey you." When he reached the entrance of the alley, Mr. Xiang suddenly remembered something, "Brother Fang Xian, you'd better go stay with Brother Hong these days."
Hong Song was dissatisfied and said: "It's okay to stay at my place, but Brother Xiang Xian, you have to give me an explanation. At first you kept saying that you welcomed Brother Fang Xian to move in, but then you changed your mind after only staying for a few days? Are you worried about the expense?"
Xiang Chengxian repeatedly shouted: "Brother Hong, you are looking down on me. You don't care about money! My wife is planning to marry Fang Xiandi. She is a cousin of hers. She has told me several times. I advise Fang Xiandi to still
Just hide and don't go to my house and throw yourself into a trap."
"Why? A gentleman wants adult beauty." Hong Song asked.
"This girl is too ugly. I think Brother Fang Xian is a very particular person, so I will definitely not accept her."
Thinking of Mrs. Xiang's sharpness, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but flinch, and it was better to hide.
The so-called literati gatherings have a long history since ancient times. The most famous one is the Lanting Meeting. Simply put, it is a gathering of literati with a good time, a good place, good people, good poems, and sometimes a good theme.
In the early spring of March, when the grass is growing and the orioles are flying, Chun'an County School's annual gathering was held by the Qingxi River.
This time the location was chosen to be on a higher bank, and about a hundred county scholars showed up together, which was much neater than the usual lineup in Minglun Hall in the morning.
This kind of gathering is very casual. Some people sit against trees, some sit on boulders, and some people bring their own ponytails. It seems loose, but generally it is formed into several circles, and even the newcomers are in a hurry.
You can see the difference between East Society and West Society.
This kind of gathering costs money, but there are always some wealthy families in the county school who are willing to sponsor the gathering. This year, it is a few wealthy families in Xishe who are paying for it. This is what Xiang Chengxian is worried about.
Huai, Fang Yingwu has heard him complain several times.
In front of you, you can see delicious wine and delicious food, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables are spread out all over the ground. It seems that they are readily available and drinkable. Everyone is talking and drinking, and they are even more excited.
I don't know who it is, but even invited some slightly famous prostitutes in the city to join in the fun, mingling with the scholars, teasing and laughing at will.
Everyone was wandering in the natural scenery of spring and bright scenery, with fine wines, delicious food, and beauties. Sometimes they talked loudly, sometimes they recited poems and composed poems. For a while, they forgot about fame and fortune, and the sorrow and hardship in the world.
There was no way to play such an elegant style as the meandering water cup. The water in the Qingxi River was too fast, and if you put down the cup, it would tip over and sink to the bottom in an instant, so everyone had to play the game of passing flowers by drumming, which has been around for I don’t know how many years.
A handyman blindfolded himself and played a drum. After a while, the drum sound stopped. Everyone looked at the flower and found that it happened to be in the hands of this year's new student Fang Yingwu.
However, no one made a fuss, and no one knew how to treat Fang Yingwu, a newcomer with great personality. However, with his ability, it would not be a big problem to compose a few excellent poems on the spur of the moment.
Fang Yingwu held the flower and was silent. Suddenly he stood up and threw the flower to the ground. It was very abrupt and people didn't understand what he was doing.
Fang Yingwu looked around, hesitated to speak, and finally said in a deep voice: "I'm ashamed of you!"
This sentence was a real cannon, attacking everyone in the gathering. Everyone did not expect that such a disgraceful thing would happen at the gathering, and they were so stunned that they forgot to stand up and reprimand him.
Fang Yingwu walked out of his seat, stood at the top of the slope, continued to scan the crowd, and said loudly: "I, Chun'an, are known as a country famous for literature, with a prosperous literary style. In the past, there were two or three people who climbed the dragon gate, but today there are only
When a person becomes a Jinshi, don't you think deeply about it?
I miss my father who did not hesitate to incur heavy debts and study abroad, and worked hard for two years to achieve what he is today. He was not good at Chun'an, but when he left, he immediately regarded fame as a bag. Haven't you guys thought about the reason?
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At this time, someone stood up and shouted: "You kid with a yellow mouth, you dare to talk so shamelessly here, who do you think you are!"
Fang Yingwu replied coldly: "I am the son of the only Jinshi in Keben County today!"
He also said: "What is a literary meeting? What is an elegant gathering? This is the legacy of the saints who use literature to make friends and use friends to assist benevolence! People who like to cultivate use this as a place for learning, but I didn't see any of them today!
What you see are all people who live in a life of drunkenness and debauchery, do you think that fame comes from this? You people only use wine and sex as a party, have fun and forget the saints, eat delicious food and forget the meaning of the scriptures, if the root cause is not cured, will your career be prosperous?"
Someone else stood up and said: "The Spring Gathering is just for fun, what do you want?"
Fang Yingwu refuted unceremoniously: "I have heard that the Wenhui Association must have the ambition to study, the two disciplines of study, the three certificates of study, and the four rules of study. It is said to cultivate the temperament and examine the state of mind.
I am deeply saddened to see that your habits are frivolous and devoid of any mellowness. You don’t know tomorrow but only look forward to the present!
I don’t want to be associated with people who sit in a well and look at the sky, and don’t want to make progress! I will leave Chun’an County School in a few days and follow my father to study and seek the Tao! My loyal words are hard to hear, so that’s all. I am willing to encourage you all!”
What Fang Yingwu talked about were all extremely hard principles, but they were not suitable in such a situation where people were enjoying themselves.
After saying that, Fang Yingwu waved his sleeves, not bothering to argue anymore. He held his head high, and after teaching everyone a lesson, he hid his merits and fame, waved his hand, and strode away from the elegant gathering.
Everyone was left looking at each other in disbelief. It was a good spring outing, but Fang Yingwu's sudden lecture brought a sudden loss of interest, and it had to end hastily.
What kind of newcomer is this? He’s too arrogant!
Fang Yingwu didn't care. Anyway, he would not go to school in the county in the next few years, so he would leave a deep memory to others!
But Fang Yingwu’s ear-splitting voice spread throughout the county in just a few days. Upon hearing the words, the knowledgeable elders of various families all sighed: “It’s like Fang Yingwu to give birth to a child!”
As a result, the children of the clan were recalled from the county schools to their families and ordered to study behind closed doors. A few years later, a wave of imperial examinations peaked.
Fang Yingwu's first county school career lasted only five days. He defeated a top student, disrupted an elegant gathering, and then ended like a dazzling and short-lived meteor. (To be continued. Please search Gone with the Wind Astronomy, novels are better and updated faster!)