Although Taishi Cheng Fan Zicheng is from Longdu, no one thinks there is anything wrong with him being a referee. Firstly, the Fan family has been Taishicheng for generations to record history. Looking at the world, there is no distinction between north and south in their writings. Secondly, the Fan family
There have been many great
He even won the first prize, but the Fan family seemed to have a curse. Even if they got the first prize, they would not be able to be officials and could only concentrate on their studies. With Fan Zicheng as the judge, everyone was naturally convinced, so they all said, "Of course we are convinced."
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"I heard that Mr. Fan is compiling the "Confucian Classics" of this dynasty. If it is completed, it will be possible to establish a sect."
In fact, the "Confucian Classics" is a Confucian classic compiled by Zhang Biao and Fan Zicheng. However, because Zhang Biao participated in the rebellion, the continued compilation of the "Confucian Classics" was handed over to Fan Zicheng. Three months ago, Fan Zicheng handed over the "Confucian Classics" to Fan Zicheng.
The first edition of "Confucian Classics" was given to Zhang Xiaowu. Zhang Xiaowu couldn't understand the book, so he asked Taixue College, Taishi Academy and Hanlin Academy to refer to it.
The first edition of "The Confucian Classic" somehow spread to the people, so the students immediately went crazy and mistakenly thought that the person who compiled the "Confucian Classic" was Fan Zicheng, which brought him a very high reputation. However, because he was the first
There were many loopholes and errors in the "Confucian Classics". Fan Zicheng recalled the first edition of the "Confucian Classics" and was editing the second edition of the "Confucian Classics" at this time.
Zhang Xiaowu looked at Su Yu with a suppressed smile, and thought to himself that you, the governor, are so miserable. You are rejected by the students for your low education. If you don't work hard as a young man, the boss will be sad, right?
At this time, another student asked: "Sir, how will the competition be used?"
Su Yu thought for a while, then turned around and whispered to Zhang Xiaowu. The students immediately started talking, guessing who the handsome man in patrol clothes was. After the two discussed, Su Yu turned around and said to everyone: "Since it is a fight,
Poetry is about writing poetry. Well, tomorrow will be
At noon, the north and the south each sent five students as representatives. After writing the poems, they sealed their names and handed them over to the judges. Mr. Fan selected five of the best poems. If there are more poems written by the five students from the south, the south will win. If there are more poems written by the students from the north, the south will win.
If you write more poems, the students from the north will win, how about that?"
Naturally, everyone had no objections and expressed their agreement one after another, and then left with satisfaction. After everyone left, Hu Li immediately stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile: "General, is he in high spirits today? Why? He is interested in the dispute between the North and the South."
"Lao Hu, you understand me." Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile, "I want to see how students fight. Isn't it true that a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands?"
"Students from the north and south fight." Hu Lixiao said, "Students from the south generally don't fight. They like to quarrel. Of course, if they are really beaten, they will get anxious. Once they get into a fight, they will not hesitate and will just throw their fists. Students from the north will
The characteristic of fights is that they usually don’t quarrel, but once they quarrel, they start fighting without even saying a word, first by throwing things, and then by wheelchairs. So southerners like to fight with fists, and northerners like to fight with weapons, no matter what kind of weapons are on the ground."
"So it was the students from the north who made the first move this time?"
"Indeed."
"Did the southern students cause trouble first?"
"Too."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "This southern character and northern character are most vividly reflected in fighting."
Su Yu hurriedly asked: "How do you say this?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Southern students, that is, most southerners want to leave room for the other party. For example, in this fight, fighting with fists usually won't kill people, so they leave room for the other party and defeat them.
For the purpose of running away, witty
They are cunning yet graceful. Northern students directly want to eliminate the opponent physically and use weapons and tools to fight. If they are not careful, they will kill someone. Therefore, northerners leave no room for others or for themselves. They are bold, free and straightforward.
"
Hu Li said: "Should we be more careful before they start fighting tomorrow?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "No, but tonight the students from the north and the south will definitely contact each other privately. Tomorrow we will recommend and send the five most talented people to compete in poetry. There will definitely be a lot of people going together, so the number of people will definitely be very large.
And the common people have the habit of watching the excitement, so you go to the Silver Guards and ask them to send people over to maintain the scene, so as not to cause a stampede or cause a big trouble."
"Here."
Su Yu asked for help: "Sir, I'm not familiar with Master Fan. I can't invite him. You can only persuade him. Come and invite him."
Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "Okay, I'll invite him." He came to Taishiyuan in person to talk to Fan Zicheng about the matter. Although Fan Zicheng was unwilling to participate in the dispute among students about who is better between the north and the south, Zhang Xiaowu personally invited him, and this lively
I had to go, so I agreed.
The two discussed how to compete tomorrow. Fan Zicheng laughed and said that writing poetry is not a skill, but this kind of elegant competition is worth promoting, lest everyone actually fights. He said: "Tomorrow I will
One person makes the decision
Judge, others won’t accept it even if they win, so let’s do this, I asked Zhang Hanlin, a bachelor of Taiyuan University, and Rong Yanzhang, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, to be the judges with me. In this way, the three of us judged five of the ten poems.
, but no one can say anything.”
"Great kindness."
Zhang Xiaowu said goodbye to Fan Zicheng and returned home. When he saw Chenghua actually at his home, followed by Yunyan, Mang Zhong and Shang Wan'er were playing mahjong. He was speechless for a while, thinking that you are trying to lead the prince astray. Mang Zhong took a look at it.
When Zhang Xiaowu arrived, he immediately jumped off his chair and ran over, saying, "Master, you are finally back. You can play cards for me. It's so annoying."
"What's wrong?"
Mangzhong pointed at the prince and complained: "He gives your sister good cards every time. He makes me so angry. He really makes me so angry."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed. He didn't see Wanqiu, so he asked about it. He learned that it turned out that the second lady's short storybook had become popular recently, and she had earned two hundred taels of silver in retouching fees. The bookseller even made an appointment with her, and actually made an appointment.
There were three books, each priced at two hundred and twenty taels. She was given a deposit of two hundred taels of silver in advance.
Yuan Wanqiu originally just wrote books to pass the time, but she didn't expect that she would be well received and get so much money for writing books. Of course, money is a small thing, but this kind of respect must be that she has never received in the past half of her life. Readers' love and
The help of booksellers gave Wanqiu a sense of independent personality, and she suddenly discovered that she could be recognized by others without anyone else.
At this moment, Wanqiu was writing a book in seclusion. She said she needed a quiet place to write a book, so she started writing the book in the quietest attic in the yard, and no outsiders were allowed to disturb her.
"The second madam said that unless there is something big, even if the master comes back, there is no need to report to her." Mang Zhong said, "Madam's novel is so well written. If I hadn't been illiterate, I would definitely be in the future."