Zhang Clan School is about several miles away from here via mountain roads.
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin got up early, and the educated wife cooked them two bowls of mountain vegetable porridge.
Facing this bowl of mountain vegetable porridge with no fat or oil, Zhang Yue and Guo Lin drank every bit of it. They thought that before time travel, they could have sex with all the meat, but now the mountain vegetable porridge with clear soup and little water can be eaten so sweetly.
, and the meaning is still unfinished.
The two walked for nearly an hour and finally arrived at the Zhang clan school.
The Zhang family school was built on Nanfeng, and there was originally a temple on the mountain. Before Zhang Dexiang was born, he studied in the temple. When he became the prime minister, the temple was converted into a family temple. According to Song Dynasty, officials could petition the emperor to build an ancestral temple for their ancestors.
, but only those in power can set up ancestral halls in temples.
The Zhang family temple also serves as a clan school for the children of the clan to study.
Speaking of the origins of the Zhang family, we must start with our ancestor Zhang Zijun.
During the troubled times of the Five Dynasties, vassal towns attacked each other. Zhang Zijun was a general of the Fujian state and stationed troops in Pucheng. He guarded the gateway to Fujian for thirty years and repeatedly defeated the invaders of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
After Zhang Zijun died of illness, the country of Fujian was in chaos, and the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties all attacked Jian'an.
When the city was destroyed, the Southern Tang army wanted to massacre the city. His wife, Lian, sacrificed her life to save the lives of the people in the city, and she was called Mrs. Lian.
A family that has accumulated good deeds must have Yu Qing. Zhang Zijun had fifteen sons and sixty-eight grandchildren. The Zhang family multiplied in Pucheng and had a large population.
Zhang Zaijun is the great ancestor of Zhang Dexiang. Zhang Dexiang passed the Jinshi title in the fifth year of Xianping and was appointed as a judge in Dali Temple.
It had been fifty years since the founding of the Song Dynasty at that time, and all the generals and ministers used since the founding of the country by Taizu were from the north. Taizu once carved a stone ban and said: "For future generations, there will be no use for southerners to serve as prime ministers, while internal ministers will lead the army."
However, Zhang Dexiang made an exception for Song Renzong and became the first Fujian person to become a prime minister in the Song Dynasty. He helped the reputation of the south and made a name for himself all over the world.
According to legend, there is a Nantai River in Fuzhou. A Fujian folk saying goes: "The Prime Minister comes out of the Nantai River." When Zhang Dexiang paid homage to the Prime Minister, the water in the Nantai River receded and sand surged up. Pedestrians could wade to the other side of the river. Later generations called it 'Shahe'.
Can involve'.
During the Qingli period, Zhang Dexiang, Fu Bi, and Han Qi served together as assistant ministers. Fu and Han were both young and in power, and they were very active in their affairs. Zhang Dexiang was the prime minister, and he remained silent all day long without a word of advice.
Others asked: "Fu, Han is brave enough to do things, what should I do?"
Zhang Dexiang said: "Every time I see a child running, I never stop. When his face hits the wall, I know it hurts. At this time, he is jumping harder than before, and you can't stop him."
Zhang Dexiang's words conveyed the magnanimity of a prime minister.
Although Zhang Yue is not qualified to enter ethnic studies, he is quite proud of Zhang Dexiang. If there is a chance in the future, he would like to be as awesome as him.
Official family, official family, what should I do to you?
Now Fu Bi and Han Qi have become prime ministers for the second time, and Zhang Dexiang has died of illness, leaving the Jijintang Yize people here.
Let’s also talk about Fan Zhongyan, who was a minister in the same dynasty as Zhang Dexiang. Fan Zhongyan’s family was poor when he was young, but after he became an official, he still lived an extremely frugal life. However, Fan Zhongyan bought a thousand acres of land and built it as a righteous village to support the poor people.
The Zhang family's academic name is Zhoujin Hall, which was built on Nanfeng Mountain. The word "Zhijin" and "Jin Yi Ye Xing" are antonyms to each other. Coincidentally, Hanqi also has a Zhoujin Hall, for which Ouyang Xiu wrote an article "Zijin Hall".
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin were walking from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Many osmanthus trees were planted along the road. It was the time when the osmanthus was in full bloom. As they walked all the way from the bottom of the mountain, they could smell the fragrance floating all over the mountain, which made them feel relaxed and happy.
There are many osmanthus trees planted in Pucheng. In the Six Dynasties, when the river covered Pucheng, there was a poem that said, "Fragrant branches and young leaves, emeralds and green stacks."
The first word is a pun.
The two came to the front of Zhoujin Hall and informed the disciples.
While waiting, Zhang Yue looked at the blue tiles, carved beams, and mirage ash rammed walls in front of him. He didn't need to think about it to know that it was much taller than the thatched cottage he was in.
There is also a stone tablet in front of the hall, which is a tablet inscribing the names of the Jinshi of the Zhang family. There are a total of fifteen people including Zhang Dexiang himself.
Then the door led the two of them to the left side of the hall. Along the way, they saw the shade of trees, and in the corridors and stone pillars there were men holding scrolls and reading, and some were throwing pots and even shooting arrows.
Some have just had their hair tied and some are nearly thirty years old.
Zhang Yue had never seen ancient people archery, so he couldn't help but slow down, but he saw a young man of nearly thirty years old, bending his bow and shooting an arrow. Although he couldn't see the arrow stack, he could hear the cheers coming one after another, and he knew that the arrows were all fired.
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The man was also very proud, laughed loudly, and felt very high-spirited.
Zhang Yue was still watching, but when Guo Lin urged him, he walked quickly.
But I heard Guo Lin lower his voice and said: "This place is not as good as the private school. What did I tell you when I came here? Remember to follow the rules everywhere. No one asks you, so don't say another word."
"Yes, senior brother."
The two of them came to a side hall again.
The door arranged for the two of them to sit behind a table with several desks.
Soon an old man in a wide robe and long sleeves stepped out. I saw that he was around fifty. Among the southerners, he was considered tall in stature, and his beard and hair were all white.
Zhang Yue took a look and couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "This makes him look like a teacher."
After saying this, Zhang Yue glanced at Guo Lin, but fortunately he didn't hear him.
Behind the Master were two students, and Zhang Yue recognized that this person was the one who had been shooting arrows in the courtyard just now.
"Sir! These two young men are here to serve as servants." Menzi introduced him and stood aside.
The old man nodded and stroked his beard and sat on the cave, while the student said to the disciple: "Let them write a few words and take a look."
"Yes, Chief."
There was ready-made pen and paper on the desk, and Menzi went to the school to bring them ground ink.
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at the student while writing and writing.
The other party asked the two of them: "Can you understand Fan Wenzhenggong's "Nanjing Academy Titles"?"
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at each other, then shook their heads.
The man shook his head, raised his sleeves and said: "...the scriptures are based on the enlightenment of the Tao, just like the sun's control of the Liuheyan; the text is based on rationality, like the wonderful things of the four seasons. Honesty is based on the sun, and righteousness is based on the essence of the day. Gathering learning is the basis.
The sea, then I swallow the nine rivers, and respect the hundreds of valleys; temper the words as a front, then cut off the floating clouds, and cut the fine jade..."
"...As for those who understand the "Book of Changes", have the style of "Poetry", understand the method of praise and criticism in "Spring and Autumn", understand the feelings of making rituals and music, are good at talking about the books of two emperors and three kings, and have extensive knowledge of nine schools of thought,
There are people who cover each other.
Guo Lin and Zhang Yue quickly picked up their brushes and wrote down.
Zhang Yue thought while writing, during the Qingli New Deal, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, and Fu Bi became the reformists. Although Zhang Dexiang did not stop him, he did not approve of it. As a descendant of the Zhang family, can I read Fan Zhongyan's articles?
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However, this sentence, "Gathering knowledge into a sea, I will swallow up nine rivers, and respect a hundred valleys; temper words as a front, then I will cut down floating clouds, and cut fine jade." It is really majestic and majestic to read. Think about Fan Zhongyan again
His conduct as a person, like his conduct as an official, can span the ages.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yue has finished writing.
The disciple presented the writings written by Guo Lin and Zhang Yue to the student. The student then presented them to the old man.
The old man looked at Guo Lin's handwriting first, nodded and said, "Okay."
Then he looked at Zhang Yue's handwriting, and the old man frowned and said, "It's worse."
After saying that, the old man wanted to leave, but the result was obvious. Zhang Yue stood up and said: "Mr. Qi Zhen, the student also knows that his calligraphy is not good. Can you just pay half the money?"
The old man shook his head: "Even if you don't want money, if you can't read it after copying it, it's still a waste of pen and ink."
Zhang Yue said: "The student is also proficient in arithmetic. If there is any account book to be calculated or copied, he can help. The student is from a poor family and can only make a living by serving as a bookkeeper, so I would like to ask the master to help."
"Ban Gu once said, 'How can a man be a pen and inkstone for a long time?' However, if he did not make a living as a servant at a young age, how would he achieve great success in the future?"
"You are from a poor family, and others are also from poor families, how can you..." The student looked slightly angry and was about to scold him.
The old man stretched out his hand and said, "How much does a daily servant book cost?"
"Three and a half cents per page."
"Then I'll give him two coins and give him some manuscripts." The old man ordered.
"But……"
Another student said: "Ziping, the school field on the south slope is about to be cleared. Someone has to calculate the four solitudes in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the school field. Since this young man claims to be able to calculate sutras, why not give it a try."
The student looked at Zhang Yue and then reluctantly said: "That's fine!"
Zhang Yue cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, sir, and thank you, Chief."
After saying that, the husband and the other student left.
The student didn't care at all about Zhang Yue's thanks. He glanced at it and said, "I am Zhang Heng, the head of the hall! From now on, you two will copy the book for five hours every day when the hour comes. If there are any typos or omissions on each page,
The money will be deducted immediately.”
Guo Lin lowered his head and said, "Yes."
"The price has been agreed upon. Brother Guo will pay three and a half cents per page. The price will be calculated per page. If you write too much, you will not be short-changed, but you cannot make up for it. In addition, the school will provide one lunch every day."
"Thank you."
"As for you..." Zhang Heng pointed to Zhang Yue and said, "I don't want to know your name. Master promised to give you two qian a day. I didn't agree to control the amount of your lunch. Now it can either be reduced to 1 qian. Or you can
If you bring your own food, I will still give you two yuan?"
Zhang Yue said: "A penny is a penny, thank you so much for taking care of me!"
"If sir hadn't spoken, who would have taken care of you? I will hand over my family status tomorrow, and since you are not students in this class, you can only enter through the back door." After saying this, Zhang Heng walked away.
Zhang Yue watched Zhang Heng leave and snorted: "I don't know what kind of disciple from a famous family, with such a narrow spirit, his future achievements will be limited!"
"Junior brother! He gave us a living... How can you bear to say such things to him?" Guo Lin said angrily, "I really shouldn't bring you here with me today!"
"Senior brother, why are you so angry with me?"
Guo Lin said forcefully: "Do you think I don't know your thoughts on joining the Zhang clan?"
Zhang Yue was startled.
Guo Lin ignored Zhang Yue that day.
Zhang Yue also fell asleep early.
In his dream, Zhang Yue came to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which was the place where the old man entrusted his dream that day. At present, the place was empty and deserted, with only the sound of birds chirping, and green trees on one side, with the early sun shining slantingly.
As Zhang Yue thought, a stone table, stone chair, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone suddenly appeared on the grass beneath his feet. Zhang Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he sat on the stone table and chair and decided to practice calligraphy with his pen.
Today, the old man looked down upon him for his poor calligraphy, which really made him feel very humiliated.
Start with regular script, then regular script, and then running script. Su Shi also said when talking about calligraphy, regular script is like standing, running script is like walking, and cursive script is like running. There is no reason to walk and run if you can't stand well.
When it comes to regular script, it can be divided into Jin Kai script and Tang Kai script.
If you study regular script in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, you will be asked to start with Tang Kai script and copy Yan Liu's regular script, which is regarded as the pinnacle of regular script.
However, in the Song Dynasty, Jin Kai script was highly respected, and some people also respected Tang Kai script. However, the scholar-bureaucrats said that "writing is not as good as entering the Jin Dynasty." Therefore, Zhang Yue planned to come to the Jin Dynasty.
At present, Zhang Yue's Eight Methods of Yongzi have been completed, and the announcement poster was copied from the previous life, so I must have started writing it in my dream.
Zhang Yue was determined to practice calligraphy until he could earn three cents per page, so as to make a living for himself.