"The old husband who is generous, gentle and honest, has a generous and upright style, and has a small and elegant style of writing." Imperial Examination Policy
The emperor valued culture and education, intended to unify, blend ancient and modern classics, and even wanted to create a new theory. Although this was a good thing, the ambition and ambition revealed by the emperor made Fu Wan feel a lot of pressure.
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, as soon as he returned home after Fu, his son Fu De came over from the back room before he had rested for a long time: "It is rare for the country to order Aweng to enter the palace, but he came back at this time. Are you hungry? Son?"
Now go and call people to prepare food."
"No need, His Majesty gave us meals in the palace." Fu Wan waved his hand, pointed to the seat at the bottom and said, "Sit down and talk with me."
"Jinnuo."
Fu Wan looked at his son. He was nineteen years old. He was just too old to be admitted to either the Secretary's School or the Imperial College. As for promoting filial piety and honesty into officialdom, Fu Wan also felt that he should not enter the official career so early, so he
He just keeps the door closed all day long. It's a pity that the book doesn't read anything, but the more people read, the more honest they become, and they are a bit stupid.
The first thing he said after sitting down was: "Can you see my little sister when Aweng enters the palace?"
"She is a noble person now, how can I see her whenever I want?" Fu Wan glanced at Fu De and said displeasedly: "You really don't know the rules."
"Your Majesty is too unkind. After all, Aweng, you are His Majesty's father-in-law. It is rare for you to enter the palace, so you have to let father and daughter meet." Fu De said dissatisfied.
Fu Wan frowned and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Don't look at what time it is now. During the palace ban, foreign ministers are not allowed to stay in the house. Do you want His Majesty to make an exception?" As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Wan couldn't help but
The sermon said: "You should think more about everything. Don't just say whatever comes to mind. When you see something bad, blame it on the whole person, without thinking carefully or thinking about why."
"Wei, wei." Fu De lowered his head and responded honestly, not sure if he heard it or not.
"Eh" Fu Wan couldn't see the future of the Fu family from this incompetent son. He couldn't help but sighed sadly: "You are always so ignorant, and you still look forward to becoming an official all day long. Teach me how to let it go.
Heart?"
After all, Fu De was the emperor's uncle. Although he was a little distant from the Wang brothers, he was still a close relative. Now I saw that among the relatives of the same generation as the emperor, the Wang brothers had begun to gain power, and he
But he accomplished nothing. Fu De always thought of himself as a talented person, but when he encountered the reality, he would inevitably feel a little resentful.
"I don't think so, kid." Fu De said confidently, with a flash of disdain on his face: "Ah, look at Wang Fu, he is not very proficient in scriptures. As a relative of the emperor, he hangs out with those craftsmen all day long.
Misbehavior is despised by scholars. Such a person is not just because he is His Majesty's cousin, but now he is a secretary. Although the child has dull qualifications, if he becomes an official, he may not be worse than him."
Thinking of Wang Fu's unruly deeds, Fu Wan didn't know how to refute it for a moment. Suddenly he had a kind of Yi Fu De character. If he were to be an official by the rules, he might be more stable than Wang Fu. I felt wrong. Why is he so good?
Not to compare, but to compare with the bad ones?
"What are you talking about?" Fu Wan immediately reacted and said: "Wang Fu is just a flying eagle lackey, a playboy who insults the scholarly conduct, and you compare him to him. Why don't you say Wang Duan?"
Fu De actually thought carefully about Wang Duan's daily deeds and style, and found that there was nothing to criticize about Wang Duan in terms of character, character, and knowledge, so he had to reluctantly say: "This person lives in isolation, and his contacts are not as extensive as mine."
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"" Fu Wan took a deep breath and was about to say something when Fu De said in vain: "Why did Aweng enter the palace this time?"
Although he didn't think much of this mediocre son, Fu Wan was still willing to discuss some political affairs with him appropriately, hoping to become familiar with some official affairs and not be so honest: "It's because of the Taixue debate, you took my family's minister
, Gongyang and other books have been checked out together. I will study the regulations tonight and write an article as soon as possible."
"Does this mean that Aweng is going to argue with Mr. Zheng and the others? This is a good opportunity to become famous." Fu De also understood the truth and said excitedly.
"If it's done well, it won't just make you famous for a while," Fu Wan murmured.
Suddenly, I heard the alleyway, which was only separated from the courtyard by a wall, suddenly became filled with cars and horses, and people talking, mixed with the sounds of slaves shouting and moving things.
Fu Wan felt strange and immediately stood up, walked to the corridor and listened, wondering: "I remember that Dr. Song lived next door. Didn't he move his family to Beique Jiadi because he thought Qili was ugly and dilapidated?"
"I was about to talk to Aweng." Fu De also stood up and stood behind Fu Wan: "Haier sent a servant to inquire. I heard that the Song family did not live in it, but wanted to wait for someone to repair it and complete it.
, now that it has been repaired, I will naturally move it back."
"Did you also say that Qi Li is free and Dr. Song has wanted to come back to live a long time ago?" Fu Wan looked at the brightly lit lights next door with a faint smile on his lips.
"Ah, that's exactly what he said." Fu De was a little confused about what he meant.
"Although Qi Li is dilapidated, the residences of my family and his were chosen by Lingtai Order, and the young master spent money to repair them. Although they are not luxurious, they are not uninhabitable. Even if more repairs are needed, this
Even if the palace has been repaired over the years, if he still doesn't want to come back, doesn't he just want to go to Beique Jiadi to get close to Ma's group?" After Fu finished speaking, he turned around and walked back, muttering to himself.
Xiide muttered: "Now that I am in a hurry to come back, I think I have some plans."
"Aweng, what's your plan?" Fu De followed up and asked curiously.
After Fu De, he paused for a moment, turned around and stared at Fu De, and suddenly smiled: "You want to know?"
"Wei, I don't understand. I hope I can tell you." Fu De looked at his father with hopeful eyes.
"Then go over and knock on the door now and ask him face to face." After saying that, Fu suppressed his smile, turned around and left.
"Ah? Oh." Fu De was stunned on the spot, unable to react for a moment. He couldn't help but turn half a minute in the direction of the next door, hesitating a little.
Fu Wan had already laid out paper and pen on the desk, as if preparing to write a long article. Seeing Fu De's appearance, he couldn't help but cursed: "Yong'er, do you really want to go over and knock on the door? Why don't you come over and carry the books for me?"
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The father and son were preparing to burn the midnight oil for a night battle, but next door to Fu's house, Song Hong, who had just moved back from Fufeng Pingling, the former Changshan prefect and now the Zhongsan doctor, was venting his anger.
"How many days have passed since Fu Wandu was appointed by His Majesty to attend the Imperial Academy meeting?"
"Here." Attendant Ma Yu came here specifically to tell Song Hong about this. The Ma family and the Song family came from Fufeng together, and the two families came together a long time ago. Now Ma Rixi wants to guarantee his power, and Song Hong
Hong wanted to make a difference, and the relationship between them became even closer.
Song Hong thought of the favor his daughter Song Du had received in the palace, and also remembered that he was just a Dr. Zhongsan, not even as good as Fu Wan, a Dr. Guanglu, and felt extremely unbalanced: "Your Majesty's treatment of me is too unfair.
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"This is just resentment. Song Gong can't talk nonsense." Ma Yu squinted his small eyes and looked around, and then said: "In terms of favor, even the queen in the entire Weiyang Palace is not as good as Song Guiren, and Fu Guiren is even less.
It's not enough to say. The Duke of Song's family hopes to revive, so we can wait and see."
"Ma Shizhong, don't joke with me anymore." When he talked about this, Song Hong felt a little melancholy. When we first discussed the establishment of the queen, there were only two nobles in the palace, Song and Fu. At that time, the emperor, Ma Rixi and others had nothing to do with each other.
The alliance between the Western scholars was almost conceivable, but with the subsequent game with Wang Yun and the surrender of Liangzhou General, Empress Dong who rushed out of the way immediately broke Song Hong's alliance.
fantasy.
Not only did the Song family lose a junior position, but the two relatives, Song Hong and Fu Wan, were suppressed by Dong Cheng and had no power in their hands.
Now we finally have an opportunity, but the emperor values Fu Wan!
In front of Ma Yu, Song Hong turned around and deliberately looked for the reason in himself: "It's a shame that what I learned at home is not to the emperor's liking. Your Majesty seems to love ancient Chinese more. Otherwise, your Majesty would be on our side in this debate."
"Since it is a debate, we have to talk about right and wrong. Your Majesty should not be biased, otherwise you will be disappointed in the world?" Ma Yu heard the other party's little thoughts and took the initiative to put forward an idea: "The Imperial Academy has been successful.
Among the great Confucian scholars who have studied ancient Chinese literature intensively, only Duke Zheng is the only one in this article. To be fair, this article must at least recommend a few great Confucian scholars to compete against each other."
"What do you mean by the waiter?"
"Ma Gong has just returned to Zhongtai, so it's hard to say much at the moment. If Song Gong is interested, he may wish to express his feelings to His Majesty himself, and Ma Gong will take care of things from the side."