Zhang Yue had to go back to Taixue, so he didn't have dinner at home. Before going out, he went to see Zhang Qiu.
But he saw Zhang Qiu sitting behind the case in the study, holding a book and reading. When he saw Zhang Yue, he stood up unnaturally and said: "Third uncle."
Zhang Yue looked at Zhang Qiu and suddenly remembered that when his family was in trouble, he was so poor that he could not afford to eat, so he still bought icing sugar for his nephew when he came home during the Chinese New Year.
Now after so many years, Zhangqiu has grown so tall, and the uncles and nephews who were once close to him have now become a little stranger.
Such is the nature of creation...
A man's life goes from attachment in his youth to independence in his youth, and finally he takes on the responsibility of taking care of his family.
Therefore, it is inevitable that some family feelings will become distant and drift away.
But so what?
This is also an inevitable path from boy to man.
Zhang Yue had a lot to say to Zhang Qiu, and wanted to teach him all his growth experiences over the years, as well as some life experiences.
But a boy of this age will not listen easily.
Zhang Yue said: "Uncle San is busy now. He will relax after the provincial examination. I will teach you how to study well then."
Zhangqiu said in a panic: "Yes, third uncle."
Zhang Yue saw Zhang Qiu nodding like this and comforted him, but he saw that there was something wrong in his book.
Zhang Yue coughed deliberately, Zhang Qiu seemed a little panicked, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and he moved the book lightly in his hand.
When Zhang Yue saw Zhang Qiu like this, he suddenly understood.
This action is very skillful, it seems that this is not the first time.
how to say?
This is also a necessary step for a boy to become a man. Not only psychologically, but also physically, he will reach this step sooner or later.
Zhang Yue thought for a moment and said, "Xi'er, do you know why my third uncle was expelled from social studies in the first place?"
Zhang Qiu shook his head nervously and said, "Mother never told me."
Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Don't panic, third uncle, I was expelled from social studies for reading pornographic books."
Zhang Qiu's face suddenly turned redder when he heard this. Zhang Yue continued: "Mencius, an old man, also said that he knew lust and admired Shao Ai, so everyone has this. You have this intention, and so does your third uncle."
"But Third Uncle is someone who has been here. Let me tell you, there is a golden house in the book, and there is a face like jade in the book. Of course, this face like jade is not in the painting, but in the Nine Classics and the principles of the saints.
After you understand him, Yan Ruyu will not be as good as him."
Zhang Yue thought about it and said, Yan Ruyu is in the book. If you understand the principles in the book, you will have Yan Ruyu in the future.
But Zhang Yue also thought, would it be too utilitarian for him to say this? If it was too utilitarian, would it mislead his nephew into thinking that studying is just to have a girl? Although he has taken this path, he cannot mislead him in any case.
My nephew, otherwise my sister-in-law would never let her go.
Therefore, Zhang Yue's last sentence immediately made a U-turn.
If you concentrate on reading, you can enter the sage mode and take everything lightly without going through certain processes.
Seeing Zhang Yue's "enlightenment" in this way, Zhang Qiu blushed and nodded to Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue patted Zhang Qiu's shoulder. For a young man of Zhang Qiu's age, it is the time when self-esteem is the strongest and the most sensitive. Therefore, when dealing with young people, one must criticize small things and never take the blame for big things.
"Okay, Third Uncle will go back to Taixue first. If you have any questions about your studies, come to Taixue and see me. Work hard at the right place. You don't want to reach the sky in one step, but you want to be better every day!"
After saying this, Zhang Yue immediately stepped out, only to see Zhang Qiu running a few steps from the room and following behind him.
Zhang Yue turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Zhang Qiu stopped talking and looked down at his toes.
Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about this, especially your mother."
Zhang Qiu raised his head and said, "Third uncle, that's not what I'm asking. Why didn't you come to see me when you left your hometown for Bianjing that day?"
Seeing Zhang Qiu's tangled look, Zhang Yue thought to himself, is it because of this? It seems that Zhang Qiu has always been concerned about this matter, but he has never heard anyone say this. What does his nephew mean?
People who are hiding deep in their hearts.
Zhang Yue said with a smile: "Xi'er, it's my third uncle who is not careful."
"No, no, I received the pen that Third Uncle gave me. Why didn't Third Uncle come to see me?"
Zhang Yue looked at Zhang Qiu and made up an excuse and said: "Well, whatever you want is a galaxy, and the stars are within reach. What you love is across mountains and seas, and mountains and seas are flat. Third uncle wants to tell you, I will be waiting for you in Bianjing!"
"
The next day, it snowed for the first time in Bianjing.
Every student in Taixue put on winter clothes.
The students who had just arrived in Bianjing were overjoyed when they saw the heavy snowfall, but Zhang Yue, an old student who had stayed in Bianjing for several years, had a calm expression on his face.
Han Zhongyan invited a group of classmates from wealthy families to go to Liangyuan in Nanjing to enjoy the snow and write poems.
Liang Garden was built by Liu Wu, the younger brother of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. At that time, Liu Wu gathered literary giants such as Zou Yang, Yan Ji, and Sima Xiangru in Liang Garden, and it became the most prosperous place for literature in the world.
Liang Garden is grand in scale, and there is a saying about Liang Garden that is as beautiful as the Liang Garden, and even more wonderful than the blowing platform. The scenery is beautiful on weekdays, especially when it snows, and the thousands of trees are covered with silver, which is especially enchanting, so there is a saying about Liang Garden in the snow.
When it snows, scholars in Bianjing go to Liangyuan to enjoy the snow and recite poems about it.
Zhang Yue did not go to Liangyuan, not because he was poor, but because he felt that such a famous poetry meeting was unnecessary.
Zhang Yue would rather read more books in Taixue.
After the winter solstice, the imperial court made a decree that the provincial examination would be held on the seventh or eighth day of the following January, with Wang Gui, a Hanlin scholar, as the authority to know the tribute. Wang Gui was a very cautious person.
After citing the cheating case, as soon as he learned that he was appointed as the Gongju, he moved into the Gongyuan that night and refused to visit.
Wang Gui's movements were so quick that the candidates who were about to rush to Wang Gui's house suddenly missed.
There are officers and soldiers guarding the outside of the Gongyuan. Let alone people, not even a bird can fly.
Candidates learn from each other and gain wisdom. Even if the chief examiner can't catch it, then the deputy examiner can catch it.
It is rumored that Quan Tongzhi's tribute examination meeting was decided among Hanlin scholar Fan Zhen, Yushi Zhongcheng Wang Chou, as well as the former Kaifeng Mansion and Imperial College examiner Zhimi Pavilion judge Sima Guang of Zhigouyuan, and Duzhi judge Zhiji Xian Wang Anshi.
.
So the candidates who qualified for the provincial examination went to the homes of these examiners to write their papers.
Zhang Yue also heard the news and had to write the paper himself. Needless to say, there are advantages in this.
A valuable official once issued an order to let Wang Anshi and Sima Guang, two good friends and fellow practitioners, live and study.
This daily life is a good thing. Except for entering and exiting the harem, they almost always accompany the emperor. Every day the emperor has to take these two people with him in everything he does. This is a good opportunity to become familiar with each other and gain the emperor's trust and reuse.
However, after the imperial edict was issued, Wang Anshi and Sima Guang simultaneously declined this good job.
And these two people are also very determined.
Because Xiu Jizhu always stayed with the emperor, this was an opportunity for the emperor to personally inspect the officials. Many officials couldn't ask for it, which was very eye-catching.
Therefore, as soon as the news came out, many officials were inevitably jealous and envious of the two of them. It was natural for them to decline a few times, saying that they were not very talented and learned, and as the emperor, you must ask me to go.
Wang Anshi and Sima Guang also behaved differently.
Sima Guang also expressed his firm disagreement at first, even asking Wu Shu to refuse, but in the end he reluctantly agreed, as if he had to accept it.
But Wang Anshi was different. He even went to Wu Shu to refuse, but the official said no, it’s you, and I won’t allow you to refuse.
Didn’t the Emperor see that you, Wang Anshi, declined? He ordered his chamberlain to put the appointment edict directly on the desk where Wang Anshi worked in the branch office, and see how you refuse?
Unexpectedly, Wang Anshi was even more incompetent. When he saw the emperor's envoy coming, he ran away and even hid in the toilet. No matter how the servants called him, he would not come out.
In the end, the chamberlain had no choice but to put the edict directly on Wang Anshi's desk and prepared to go back to deliver the mission. Wang Anshi saw it and immediately ordered someone to run and return the edict to the chamberlain.
After returning, Wang Anshi wrote eight poems in a row to express to the emperor that he would quit.
But the emperor has also lost his temper. No, this position really has to be yours.
So Wang Anshi simply stays at home now.
However, Wang Anshi's move was considered to be a sign of the imperial court, which also caused a lot of discussion in the official circles. The implication was that Wang Anshi, are you acting a bit pretentious by doing this? Are you a bit fake as a person?
Reminiscent of the emperor's comment about him "eating fish bait" and the book written by Jiayou for three years, didn't you want to do something? Why did the emperor refuse to put you by his side for inspection?
Are you being angry and pretentious?
Or are you deliberately hyping yourself up?
Anyway, there are various evaluations of Wang Anshi in the officialdom, some are disparaging, and of course there are many good friends who speak for him.
Wang Anshi just didn't go out at home.
Zhang Yue probably knew about this, and he followed the students to the big boss's home to write the papers.
On this day, Zhang Yue and Huang Lu happened to arrive at Wang Anshi's house. Zhang Yue was rejected last time when he came here, so he didn't have much hope for coming here this time. It was just a formality.
After Zhang Yue presented the rolled bag to the door, he chatted with Huang Lu very relaxedly.
Traveling at this time is not as good as it was in July. Although the weather was scorching hot, at least there was shade to take shelter.
But now it was snowing on the street, and Wang Anshi's doorman was so careless that he didn't ask the two of them to wait inside.
Fortunately, it was not too cold today. Zhang Yue and Huang Lu were chatting in front of the door wearing cold clothes, and kept shaking their bodies to keep warm.
At this moment, the houses far and near Bianjing were covered with a layer of snow. Zhang Yuehuanglu couldn't help but think of the passing of one year and lamented the rush of time.
Not long after, the door opened, and brothers Wang Anguo and Wang Anli came out to welcome him.
Wang Anguo said with a happy face: "Duzhi, third brother wants to see you today."
When Zhang Yue heard "Yes"?
Is Wang Anshi willing to meet him?
Zhang Yue couldn't help but think to himself, the article in his envelope was exactly the same as last time, so why did Wang Anshi want to see him this time? But now that he's come, he'll take care of himself. Today he can finally see the real person.
Zhang Yue was a little excited and immediately thanked him.
Zhang Yue and Huang Lu entered the door together. Wang Anli said: "There is another distinguished guest in the house today, Lu Lantai. He was talking to the third brother. At that time, the third brother and Lu Lantai got along well. He heard your name. Lu Lantai said to the side
After a few words, Third Brother got up to see you."
Zhang Yue asked: "This Lu Lantai is from Quanzhou Prefecture, and his nickname is Jifu?"
Wang Anli smiled and said: "It is this person, how can you recognize him?"
Zhang Yue nodded. It was indeed Lu Huiqing. Without him, he would not have been able to see Wang Anshi.
what is this?
They don't sell the face of two biological brothers, but they sell it to a person they haven't known for a long time?
Zhang Yue entered the inner hall and saw two middle-aged men sitting in the hall.
The younger one next was Lu Huiqing. He was chatting with others, but it did not prevent him from seeing all the way around. He nodded slightly to Zhang Yue as a greeting.
As for the older middle-aged man beside him,
His face is a little dark, but it doesn't look like he never washes his face. Although his hair is not tied neatly with hairpins, it is not matted. The clothes on his body are a little wrinkled, but they don't look like they haven't been starched for many years.
Zhang Yue gave the other party a rough and unflattering evaluation, but as for the clothes of the captives, the food of the dogs and pigs, and the demeaning words of the prisoner's head, it was too much.
This is the definition Su Xun gave to the other party in "On Distinguishing Adultery".
Now, in front of the two of them, two servants were holding a portrait, and they were expressing their opinions on the portrait. Zhang Yue stood aside and saw that the painting was a portrait of this middle-aged man.
It's so lifelike, I really don't know who made it.
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "Your Majesty, this painting is truly divine. It reminds me of a sage."
The middle-aged man asked: "Who is it?"
Lu Huiqing said very firmly: "Confucius."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, actually acquiesced, and then said: "It's not easy to be a saint. It's too lonely and no one can understand it. It's better to be a hermit in Xianyun Yehe."
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "What the prince said is not because of the discussion in the court."
The middle-aged man said: "There are many worldly people in the court who don't know me."
"Then who in the world today knows about the prince?"
The middle-aged man looked out the window and sighed for a while before saying: "Only the late king can know me."
After Zhang Yue heard this, he also remembered Wang Anshi's comments.
Shenzong once asked the minister Wu Kui and Wang Anshi how he was. Wu Kui replied cautiously that the article was well written.
Emperor Shenzong thought to himself, isn't this nonsense? I'm not asking about your article. So Emperor Shenzong asked again: "How is the management?" Wu Kui replied this time: "I'm afraid it's too complicated."
When Mencius came to Liang, the king of Liang thought that Mencius was too far-sighted and too broad for matters, so he didn't use it.
This is also the reason for the confusion.
What it probably means is that you are full of truth, but it is not practical.
Anyway, Wang Anshi found out about this later, and his reform at that time was also the enemy of the whole court.
He wrote a poem to commemorate Mencius, "The sinking soul and the floating soul cannot be summoned. When I read the posthumous poem, I thought of the weathercock. Why is it that the whole world feels too broad, so there is this person who comforts the loneliness."
The meaning of the poem is that although Mencius is dead, after I read your book, your character suddenly came to life. So what if the world thinks I am arrogant? But Mencius, you will definitely understand me, right?
Mencius knows me.
This sentence is so lonely to say.
What does it mean to be overwhelmed by the cold at a high place? This is probably the case. What a person like Wang Anshi lacks is someone who truly understands him.
Now that he has resigned from the post of Xiu Li Zhu Guan, he has been discussed for a long time.
Some people say he is hypocritical, some say he is pretentious, and some say he is ignorant.
But when the reform came later, it became even more extreme, with the old and new parties quarreling at each other.
The new party generals such as Cai Bian, the spokesperson of the good son-in-law, elevated Wang Anshi to an infinite level. No sage can be exaggerated, comparable to Confucius and Duke Zhou.
As for the old party, they tried their best to smear Wang Anshi, who was called the greatest traitor in ancient and modern times. The gap between one person's positive and negative rhetoric was so huge that one went to heaven and the other went to earth, reaching its peak.
In fact, by the time Zhang Yue traveled through time, there was no absolutely unified opinion on Wang Anshi's evaluation.
Who can understand him?
Now this middle-aged man is sitting over there.
However, the middle-aged man only talked with Lu Huiqing. Although he saw Zhang Yue and Huang Lu coming in, he had no intention of letting them participate in the conversation.
Zhang Yue saw that his and Huang Lu's rolled bags were still on someone else's desk, but he didn't open them and read them.
Lu Huiqing knew that the middle-aged man was a little frustrated. In addition to declining the appointment of Xiu Lizhu seven times, he had an argument with Han Qi last month.
At that time, Han Qi and the other party had disagreements over matters, and the other party directly commented to Han Qi's face: "This is what the vulgar officials did."
Han Qi glanced at the other party and said, "I don't know, but I, Han Qi, am really a common official."
When the other party was an official in Yangzhou, Han Qi knew Yangzhou and was his old superior. Now Han Qi is the second-ranked prime minister. The other party still accuses him of being a "vulgar official". He really has no leader in his eyes. It is natural for him to suffer in the officialdom.
Already.
Lu Huiqing Kuan explained: "Why don't you compose a poem for this self-portrait?"
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said, "That's okay."
Zhang Yue thought that it was common for ancient people to write poems for their self-portraits.
The most famous is a poem by Su Shi. This is also Su Shi's death poem. He was exiled from Hainan for so many years and was finally pardoned. He returned to the prosperous place of the Central Plains all the way. When passing by Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, he happened to see his own image.
portrait, so I wrote a poem to myself.
My heart is like a gray tree, and my body is like a boat without ties. I ask you about your achievements in life, Huangzhou, Huizhou, and Danzhou.
Reading this poem really makes people cry. This is probably Su Shi's evaluation of his life.
So how would this middle-aged man evaluate his self-portrait?
Zhang Yue seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "At the end of my career, I would like to take the liberty of trying one of the questions for the judge!"
This middle-aged man was about to compose a poem but was interrupted by Zhang Yue. He was shocked.
Wang Anguo and Wang Anli were both shocked. Zhang Yue's move was a bit rude.
Lu Huiqing on the side smiled and said: "Your Majesty, this is Zhang Duzhi."
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Yue: "Measure it? Is it to examine the past and to measure the future? Or is it to measure it with a ruler, and there will be a difference of ten feet."
Zhang Yue thought to himself, this person is really awesome, and he can make extensive references casually, even better than Baidu.
However, these words are a bit rude.
Lu Huiqing on the side laughed, Wang Anguo and Wang Anli also silently wiped Zhang Yue's sweat from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhang Yue said: "The judge said what is the later study, what is the later study?"
The middle-aged man sneered and said: "What a joke, you don't even know who you are, how do you know who I am?"
Everyone thought, yes, they didn't hear what the other party said just now that only the late king knows me, but you, a mere scholar, brazenly boasted that I know you.
Zhang Yue understood the opponent's sharp words and said: "Let me write a poem for the judge to test. If it's not right, it won't be too late for the judge to scold me again."
Is this still exciting?
Although Wang Anguo and Wang Anli always admire Zhang Yue's abilities, they don't think Zhang Yue has any words to evaluate their third brother.
Who is my third brother?
Compare yourself to Confucius.
I claim that the previous king knew me, are you Zhang Yue the previous king? Are you Yao, Shun and Yu?
Lu Huiqing smiled and said nothing. Wang Anguo said: "Third brother, why don't you give Du Zhi a try? If it doesn't work, then it's not too late to accuse him of being arrogant and ignorant."
The middle-aged man said: "Tell me."
The other person immediately turned his face away.
But Zhang Yue walked up to the portrait and looked up and down, as if he wanted to see the other person in the portrait.
In fact, this painter is very good at painting. Not only does he draw the characters well, but he also draws the expressions, especially the eyes, which are bright and vivid.
There was a saying at that time that "Zeng Lugong's spine was like a dragon, and Wang Jingong's eyes were like a dragon."
It is said that Wang Anshi's eyes are like dragon eyes.
The eyes are large and slender, and the eyes are as eye-catching as hanging beads. They are clear in black and white, as if they were painted alive.
Zhang Yue only looked at paintings and did not write poems. After a while, Wang Anshi became impatient.
Seeing that the arrangements were almost complete, Zhang Yue coughed lightly and asked, "Do you have paper and pen?"
Someone else immediately offered it to him, and Zhang Yue picked up the pen and dropped the paper, finishing it with one swipe.
The middle-aged man didn't even look at it from beginning to end, but Lu Huiqing held it up and read: "The title is expressive self-praise. The two phantom bodies of me and Danqing will become dust in the world."
"But knowing that this thing is not something else, don't ask whether people today are like people in the past."
The middle-aged man had his eyes closed at first, but after listening to the poem, he opened his eyes and saw the young man reading the poem, but he saw that he was standing as if he was lifting a weight.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yue with a pair of 'dragon eyes' and examined him.
As for Wang Anguo, Wang Anli was listening to Lu Huiqing's words and savoring the poem carefully.
When Zhang Yue saw Wang Anshi, he bowed generously and then stepped aside.
What does this poem mean?
In vernacular, the portrait and I are both phantoms, and will become dust sooner or later. But this portrait (me) is somewhat different from other things (others). Those of you living today should not face the portrait, like my old friend from back then.
You ask me who the hell is this old man?
The words implicitly praised the middle-aged man very well. At the same time, he completely outlined the other person's arrogant and arrogant character.
In fact, Zhang Yue is also asking questions for this era. Many people in this era will ask, what is Wang Anshi thinking? What kind of person is he?
Just like a thousand years later, to this day, countless people are still studying what Wang Anshi is thinking? What kind of person is he?
The pros and cons discussions never stop.
But in this song "Praise to the Spirit", I have already expected that I am a little different from ordinary people. My contemporaries, my friends, and my closest relatives don't understand who I am?
Not to mention the people today who will see this portrait hundreds of thousands of years later.
In a word, the other party already valued Zhang Yue, and Lu Huiqing handed the paper to the middle-aged man and asked: "What does the prince think?"
The middle-aged man picked up the paper and asked Zhang Yue: "Zhang Duzhi, I have actually heard your name mentioned by many people and praised your talent in front of me. How can I share this poem with you?"
What’s going on in your mind coincides with what you’re thinking?”
Zhang Yue couldn't help but scream in his heart, it's over, is this a car crash?