Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality.
Countless students have studied hard while living in poverty, and have long regarded reading as a belief, and taking the exams as an honor, and do not allow anyone to commit blasphemy through words and deeds.
But what about Chen Mo?
However, during the scientific examination held every five years, he wrote such words that angered both humans and gods.
To put it mildly, he thinks he is noble and is a confused person.
To put it more seriously, it is simply questioning the scientific research and denying the national plan.
If he really wanted to make a big fuss, he could have been deprived of Chen Mo's good citizenship and then imprisoned or sent to the border to serve as an army conscript.
"Dad, by writing such a poem, Chen Mo is treating the county examination as child's play. Even if he is really knowledgeable, my daughter has to doubt his character."
Wang Tan'er has read poetry and books since she was a child, but it is a pity that her daughter cannot take the scientific examination, otherwise she would have raised her hair and fought with thousands of candidates.
At this moment, what I valued most was being slandered, and I couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with Chen Mo.
"Miss, Cui'er has long said that that person has bad conduct, otherwise how could he pronounce such words in the rouge shop?"
Little Cui'er took advantage of every opportunity and tilted her head after speaking.
"However, the handwriting this time is really good. Cui'er feels that she can completely match what Miss Shang said with smooth flow and smooth writing."
"If his heart is not right, what's the use of writing well?"
Wang Anshi was also furious. He paid special attention to Chen Mo out of cherishment for his talents, but unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face again and again.
It's okay to mess around when taking poetry and prose exams. At best, it's just arrogance and cynicism.
At this moment, this sentence is useless for a scholar. It reveals his dissatisfaction with the right path inside and outside, and it really pokes Wang Anshi's heart.
The reason why he was able to sit in the position of county magistrate was to study and become an official. If Chen Mo were to paraphrase him, wouldn't he also become a waste?
Especially when he saw the academy professor Lu Hanqing coming angrily with two examiners, Wang Anshi directly gave an order to Butler Hu next to him.
"Go to Chen Mo and bring him to me."
"yes."
Butler Hu could see clearly that his master was really angry, and he hurriedly walked out of the academy with two official servants.
There was a lot of excitement here, but Chen Mo was enjoying the tranquility by the river around the city.
While drinking the highest-grade "spirits" in the liquor store, I admired the exquisiteness along both sides of the river. The more I drank, the more uncomfortable I felt.
It seems that if you want to drink good wine, you still have to brew it yourself.
Wow…
Maybe he got drunk because of bad alcohol, and maybe he thought of the three elders of Qingyang Town who had no knowledge but used their power to bully others when he was studying the classics. The unhappiness in Chen Mo's heart never disappeared.
When he got up to leave, he poured all the remaining wine into the river.
This scene happened to be seen by Butler Hu, who was looking for someone. He thought for a moment, signaled the officer to wait nearby, and came closer alone.
He was also extremely curious about Chen Mo.
In these years, it is the first time that I have met someone who can affect the thoughts of both my master and my young lady at the same time.
"Master, why did you pour the wine into the river?" Butler Hu greeted.
"In life, the goal is to be at ease. If you think about it, you will fall down. There is no specific reason." Chen Mo responded in a daze.
"Hey, are you the guy selling charcoal that day?" Butler Hu pretended to be surprised.
These words made Chen Mo wake up completely. After seeing Butler Hu's face clearly, he hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted.
"It turns out that I was the distinguished guest that day and made you laugh."
"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet." Butler Hu raised his hand and pointed to the river around the city, "The water from the river seeps into the well, and many people drink it. Wouldn't it be considered polluting if you pour wine?"
Forehead……
Chen Mo was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would raise his tone when he came up. He could only rack his brains to think about how to deal with it.
A little, an idea struck me, and I exported it directly.
"I have a jug of wine, which is enough to soothe the wind and dust. I pour it into the rivers and give it to everyone in the world."
"..."
Now, it was Butler Hu's turn to be speechless.
It's not that I can't explain it, but I was deeply shocked.
What is talent?
This is!
In a poem, the despicable behavior with no morality is described into the righteousness and pride of having the world in mind.
The question is, if you have such great talent, why do you want to perfunctory the county examination?
Confused, Butler Hu asked.
"My little brother is very talented. He is really amazing. But as I was walking along the road, I heard rumors that my little brother was expelled from the academy. Is this true?"
"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.
"Why?" Butler Hu asked, "I am a candidate, so why would I write that I am a useless scholar? Isn't this a scolding for scholars all over the world?"
"Did it spread so quickly?" Chen Mo muttered, then shook his head and said, "I have never scolded anyone, I just expressed my inner feelings."
"how to say?"
"To put it simply, I encountered some bad things. And I was drunk and sleepy at the time, so I didn't finish writing, so there was a misunderstanding."
"Then, little brother, can you tell me what the whole poem is about?"
Before coming, Butler Hu thought simply, just take Chen Mo back to recover.
However, after listening to the poem just now, he changed his mind and decided to help Chen Mo.
Otherwise, once Chen Mo returns to the academy, he will be attacked by a group of people, and nine out of ten of his paths to fame will be cut off by then.
"Since your distinguished guest wants to hear it, then I will be more respectful than obey."
Chen Mo was grateful to Butler Hu, so he should repay his kindness for selling charcoal at a high price, so he read it out loud without thinking.
Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together in the vast distance, and they only know how to sing unpeacefully alone in the night.
The wind blows away all the sad songs, and the mud brings bad luck.
Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and there is only one useless scholar.
Don't worry about the difficulty of writing poems, because spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.
This poem expresses a strong sense of loss, so after reading it, Chen Mo felt a little sad again, watching the surging river making no sound anymore.
But Butler Hu's heart was filled with thunder at this moment.
He murmured poems in a low voice and couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.
In a teahouse not far from the two of them, Mrs. Wang was taking the opportunity to taste the fragrant tea and expressed her intention to wash her hands in the golden basin to Miss Yahang in a subtle way.
"Wang Po, you have watched Meishu grow up. The love between us is no less than that of mother and daughter, so if you have anything to say, just say it."
Huameishu not only has a charming appearance, but also has an innate business acumen. Under her care over the years, it can be said that the dental business has prospered.
"Meishu, since you have brought your words to this point, I will tell you the truth and remember to keep it secret." Mrs. Wang lowered her voice.
"Don't worry, mother-in-law, Mei Shu promises that what she heard today will be rotten in her stomach." Hua Mei Shu nodded.