Regarding Zhan Feiyu's situation, scholars who came to Shangsi County were all the same without saying it.
If you are talented, you can really be said to have talent. The poems from the literary conference last year were also passed down. You are even more talented in academic studies. For a girl who has been admitted for less than a year, she can indeed be called a child prodigy.
"Brother Tao, have you heard of it? Zhan Feiyu wants to set up a forum in Leshanju to learn from the saints' teachings, so that we can see what a child prodigy is!" The man who spoke was angry and studied hard for decades.
Who doesn’t want to become famous in one fell swoop? It’s hard to read and even more difficult to take the imperial examination!
Especially for poor children, without teachers and elders, they can only study hard and study hard without being supported by them. Grand Secretary Gu is the driftwood in the eyes of those who fall into the water. It is hope that can save lives and a ladder to reach the sky in one step.
"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!" Brother Tao, who had also heard rumors, slapped the table and cursed loudly, "She has only been studying for a few days, but she dares to learn from the saints to teach!"
"How could Grand Secretary Gu accept such a person as his disciple?" The man lowered his voice. They dared to criticize Zhan Feiyu, but did not dare to talk about Gu Qingzhou casually. "The child with Huangkou dared to speak wildly, and he was simply unaware of the greatness of the world!"
The same dialogue has spread in various inns. Any scholar who gathers together will talk about Zhan Feiyu. Compared to the curiosity and jealousy before, it is more criticism, disdain and contempt.
"Everyone said that Grand Secretary Gu accepted disciples, but what if this was false news that spreads rumors?" Someone couldn't help asking, Zhan Feiyu was so arrogant, how could Grand Secretary Gu accept him as his disciple?
"What Brother Zhang said is very true. Maybe it was a rumor released by Zhan Feiyu, who wanted to force Grand Secretary Gu to accept her as his disciple! Or he could cheat on the name of Grand Secretary Gu's disciple!"
"What? How could she act like this?"
"Hmph, the cunning villain who uses any means to achieve his goal!"
In fact, as long as you can become a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu, the process is not important! The scholars present are hard to tell. They are talented and diligent, but it is useless to not see Grand Secretary Gu!
Just when everyone criticized Zhan Feiyu, there was another rumor that Grand Secretary Gu did not accept disciples, but he did plan to accept disciples. Mr. Gu, who had once passed the sixth yuan, only accepted the most talented ones.
Talented students.
There were many articles and poems on the long desk in the study. Zhan Feiyu quickly dried the poem he had just copied to the window. "Teacher, this poem "Wild Bamboo on the Sky" is a masterpiece."
"Can you enjoy poetry even with your elm head?" A sneer sounded, and Gu Qingzhou on the other side of the desk continued to read without raising his head.
These articles and poems are indeed good, but as a Grand Secretary who was ranked sixth in the Daqing Dynasty, and the subordinates of the Hanlin Academy were either from the first or second grade, Gu Qingzhou really couldn't read the articles of scholars in Shangsi County.
Up to the eyes.
"Teacher, why don't you eat meat?" Zhan Feiyu took the poem and moved to Gu Qingzhou's side, and recited it with a crisp little voice, "The wild bamboos have been long, and the green screens are on the bushes, which are originally low and green.
, He Yibantianqing... He will build this pavilion with the help of the top of the mountain."
After listening to this, Gu Qingzhou said, "The first two sentences are brightly dotted with wild bamboos, the second two sentences are darkly dotted with the sky, the fifth to eight sentences, the words are vigorously written, the nine to twelve sentences are written, and the morning to the sky are written.
With a detailed look at the topic, it is indeed a masterpiece in terms of the test poem."
Zhan Feiyu nodded. She has also benefited a lot after reading many poems in the past few days.
"If you want to learn vertical and horizontal, you must first learn rigorously. If you want to learn empty and unrestrained, you must first learn practically. If you want to learn portrayal, you must first learn clearly." Gu Qingzhou also knew Zhan Feiyu's shortcomings in poetry, songs and essays, and said with a smile: "Try posting poetry to post
Both art and literature are just ways to achieve imperial examinations, and you can be proficient in both."
If you don’t have the imperial examination, you cannot become an official, but looking at the court, there are a few officials who still think about art and literature in the study every day.
Corrupt officials were thinking about how to bully the subordinates and beautify the superiors, and how to make money without leaving any handle; honest officials thought of benefiting the people for one term; military generals were training in the military camp all day long, preparing to defend the people.
"You are young, take your time, don't force it." Gu Qingzhou touched Zhan Feiyu's little head. He liked the little girl more carefree than teaching a little nerd.
"Strict teacher is a good disciple! Teacher, you are instigating me to fall into depravity." Zhan Feiyu protested with a bitter face. If he was really an eight-year-old child, he would definitely be a ignorant and evil playboy in the future.
Amused by her bitter and revengeful look, Gu Qingzhou laughed loudly and said, "What's the harm even if I have no ink?"
Before the hairpin, he was protected by him; after marriage, her husband was protected; after thirty or forty years, her children would be filial, and in just a hundred years passed.
I had no idea that the teacher had already arranged her whole life, so Zhan Feiyu took out another copy of the poem from the table, "Teacher, look at this poem, the title is from "Guanzi""
The plan for a year is nothing like a tree; the plan for a decade is nothing like a tree; the plan for a lifetime is nothing like a tree. One tree and one harvest is a valley, one tree and ten harvests are trees, and one tree and one hundred harvests are people.
"With the rhyme of the word "nian", people and trees will be like trees, and you will get a hundred times more heroic. When you recite this, why do you need to calculate the year? The unparalleled woods are used to pull out ten beams..."
Gu Qingzhou glanced at him and said, "This guy's writing skills are better than the previous person."
"The first and second couplets point out the title, and the official rhyme and the word "年年年年年年" has been appreciated before copying.
Although Gu Qingzhou did not force Zhan Feiyu's poems to be good, he would also teach carefully, "A good test poems focus on the use of allusions, and the words used should have a source, either historical allusions, or words used by predecessors.
Pay attention to the right use, borrow, use it openly and use it secretly. Do not be far-fetched, piled up or distant, let’s talk about it.”
"Shuoyuan", "Han Shi Waizhuan" and "Book of Songs"" Zhan Feiyu was also fortunate that he had a good memory. In addition, he read the classics widely after entering school, otherwise he would not be able to answer them.
"Han Yu's "Preface to Sending Wen Chushi" reads: Take one person in the morning and draw one person in the evening and draw one person in the evening." Zhan Feiyu continued to answer after thinking about it, "The poem uses a hundred words, and ends with one or two words, if you don't know how to use it.
If you are a classic, you will not know the poetry.”
In contrast, the first poem about wild bamboo is not wrong from the content to the format, but the second poem quotes the classics and clearly shows that the poet's writing background is stronger than the former.
Halfway through, Gu Yuan brought tea and pastries over. Seeing that the master and apprentice were discussing the article, he silently left the study.
The servant in Qingyi who was guarding the yard looked at the direction of the study and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yuan, do we still want to continue?"
"Well, I'll send someone to continue to collect poems and articles, and the price remains unchanged. A new poem costs ten cents and a post is thirty cents." Gu Yuan has arranged people in various restaurants and teahouses in the past few days according to Gu Qingzhou's instructions.
"Okay, those scholars gathered in Leshan. From morning to night, people write poems and articles, and people draw and play the piano. It's so lively." The servant thought it was a troublesome, and the scholars' poems and articles were precious.
Very, no one can see it, let alone copy it.
Unexpectedly, in order to make the name of these people, in order to make their reputation, the tea in Leshanju is free and ice basins are provided to cool down, scholars gathered at Leshanju to hold literary meetings.
Leshanju also found a few literate scholars to copy them, and any excellent works were pasted on the wall for people to appreciate and comment.
When the servant left, Gu Yuan thought of the master and apprentice who taught one by one in the study, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
While slandering the lady, those scholars showed their talents like peacocks spreading their tails. They wanted to make a name for themselves while stepping on the lady, but they never thought that their intelligence would be mistaken for their intelligence. The adults just used their poems to teach the lady, and they were called "
:Know yourself and your enemy and win every battle!
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Five days later, the emotions of scholars in Shangsi County have been suppressed to the peak. Now they are too lazy to even slander Zhan Feiyu. They are doing their best to decline, and then they are declining. They are too lazy to even scold them.
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Through this period of exchanges and exchanges, Wan Yunhao has the highest voice. Compared with Zhan Feiyu, the "head-reducing turtle", they would rather let Wan Yunhao become a disciple, at least convinced.
"Master Gu has never seen Brother Wan, otherwise he would definitely accept him as his disciple!" In the teahouse, the young man who was talking was not jealous on his face, as long as he admired and believed.
"There is a gentleman who is as sharp as a clever, as polish as a polish. The stern is so stern, and the stern is so stern. There is a gentleman who is so stern in the end. In terms of talent, thousands of brothers deserve it." The companions also agreed.
As the youngest juren in Nanxuan Mansion, Wan Yunhao was born into a poor family, but he was able to achieve his achievements today, which made all poor families proud. As for the children of the scholarly family, he was not despised by Wan Yunhao, but in addition to his background, he was not even more so.
Good, they are really not as good as in other aspects.
On the second floor of Leshan, Tong Xu sat with a group of children from aristocratic families, and the faces of the few were not very good.
"Why are you talking about being polite and polite? Wan Yunhao just fools those people as fools." The young master who was shaking the folding fan sneered.
They have been used to intrigue and framing since childhood. Although Wan Yunhao's methods are so clever, he is now famous and almost responds to it. You can tell that all this was his plan.
"Zizhang, be careful." The man in the blue long gown looked at his classmate who was unblocked and smiled at Tong Xu and said, "Does Brother Tong understand Wan Juren?"
Scholars from poor families are simple-minded, but Wan Yunhao can become their leader. Putting aside his scheming and scheming, his talent is at least excellent, otherwise how can he convince the public?
Tong Xu always looked down on Wan Yunhao, but Wan Yunhao passed the scholar's fame at the age of 12 and passed the provincial examination at the age of 16, but unfortunately he was only Yayuan.
After that, the Qin family refused to let Wan Yunhao continue to take the exam, but only said that the exam was full of talents. In order to avoid becoming a wife like the top three, Wan Yunhao still needs to be trained more.
Tong Xu did not cover up for Wan Yunhao, "There are rumors that Zhao Jiayu of Shangsi County was Wan Yunhao's teacher, and the two were only one teacher-apprentice. After Wan Yunhao studied in the Mansion School, he turned to the Qin family.
Next, he married the daughter of the Qin family as his wife. He only said that Zhao Jiayu was the enlightened master, but the annual feasting ceremony was still sent to Shangsi County on time, which made him a good reputation for respecting his teachers and respecting the Tao."
Before coming to Shangsi County, Zhao Jiayu was a teacher from the private school in Nanxuanfu. Wan Yunhao's family was poor and could not even fill his stomach. Where did he get the money to study?
It is said that Zhao Zhiyu was proud of his talent. Seeing that Wan Yunhao was smart and studious, he listened to classes outside the private school wall every day. Zhao Zhiyu not only exempted him from repairing, but also gave him free pen, ink, paper and ink, and three meals a day. He worked in a private school. Wan Yunhao was enlightened at the age of five and achieved fame of scholars at the age of twelve.
The folding fan in his hand snapped and the young master spoke in shock: "Are those people below blind such an ungrateful hypocrite?"
In comparison, they suddenly felt that Zhan Feiyu was much cute. After Mrs. Lin was poisoned that day, Master Lin was almost identified as the murderer. Zhan Feiyu did not take into account his reputation, but instead actively helped to find the murderer and gave Lin a The Master washed away the charge.
"Wan Yunhao's reputation has been very good over the years, and Zhao Jiayu has been silent." Tong Xu curled his lips disdainfully.
When he was jealous of Wan Yunhao, he also thought about ruining his reputation. Unfortunately, the Qin family is a scholarly family and has a far better position among the literati of Nanxuan Mansion than the same family. Secondly, Zhao Jiayu would not cooperate. It's left alone.
"Where is Wan Juren?" Suddenly, a sound full of energy sounded.
The lobby, which was originally a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet. A group of scholars looked at the door and saw a middle-aged man in strong clothes, burly and tall, with bright and sharp eyes. He knew he was a warrior at first glance.
Wan Yunhao, who was surrounded by everyone, stood up and smiled and bowed to the visitor, "I wonder if you are?"
These days in Leshan, there are great scholars talking and laughing, but no white men are coming and going, let alone warriors. No wonder Wan Yunhao is a little surprised.
"This is the challenge book my lady gave to Wan Juren." The middle-aged man strode over and handed the challenge book in his hand to Wan Yunhao. "At noon on June 16th, my lady was waiting for her driving at the county school."
If there was no clear word "challenge" and everyone almost thought that the lady in the boudoir loved Wan Yunhao and sent someone to send a letter despite her reservation.
"This word?" Several scholars who were close to each other looked sideways. Although the handwriting was a bit immature, their character was first revealed, and there was a fighting spirit in the horizontal, vertical and horizontal strokes. Looking at the characters, you can infer that the person who wrote the characters was unruly. .
"Zhan Feiyu?" After seeing the signature, he couldn't help but exclaim.
In an instant, it seemed like a drop of water dripped into the oil pan, and the entire Leshan residence was frying. The children of these aristocratic families on the second floor did not care about their nobleness and went downstairs one after another.
"So crazy!" This is the impression of Zhan Feiyu after reading the challenge book. Compared to the rumored treacherous and vicious, scheming and scheming, Zhan Feiyu, who dares to write this challenge book, is definitely considered crazy. born.
The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the young master said blankly: "She, an eight-year-old boy, wants to compete with the juren?"
Even if it is a genius from heaven, Zhan Feiyu only needs nine months of studying.
Wan Yunhao is already a juren, and he was five years old. He is now twenty-five years old, twenty years old, nine months and twenty years old! This is so crazy that he is out of reach, or rather, it is because his mind is in the middle of his mind. Or to be sensational!
"Do you think there is a fake?" The man in the blue shirt also sighed a little. Zhan Feiyu's bet was too big. If she lost, she voluntarily left the master's sect and even helped Wan Yunhao become a disciple. Grand Secretary.
But if she wins, Wan Yunhao, a juren, will give up writing from then on and can only work in farming or doing business. This is equivalent to breaking Wan Yunhao's road to the sky, and twenty years of books will be in vain.