The world is always depicted in the night, there are those who sing and laugh in the red, and there are also those like Su Mo who are staggered to achieve a certain goal.

And in a mansion somewhere in the capital, an old man with a sixtieth birthday was staring at a piece of paper at this time, struggling to stare at a piece of paper, muttering something in his mouth. Immediately, his complexion gradually changed from bewilderment to shock and joy.

"Whimsy, whimsy, whimsy, goodness!" the old man murmured, grabbed a pen and wrote a word on the paper, and added a few more strokes to it, followed by a groan, and the color of surprise was revealed again. With a light in his eyes, it was as if he had found some kind of interest, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the door, the old man frowned, raised his head and was about to scold, but when he heard a cool voice, he suddenly turned his anger into joy, and his face was full of kindness.

"Daddy, my daughter has boiled soup, can I come in?"

The old man put down the paper in his hand, strode over, opened the door, and said with a smile: "Why don't you stop, these things are only taught to be brought by others." ”

Outside the door, there were two girls. The eldest is sixteen or seventeen years old, with a cold and glamorous face, and his skin is as white as porcelain. Half-body armor, wearing a goose yellow long skirt, wearing a plain cloak, the lights and shadows are like a Guanghan fairy.

The little one is just a haircut, combed with a pair of girls, tied with a red belt, and is very agile between the looks, and it is also a picturesque eyebrow, bright eyes and bright teeth. Only a mahogany tray is held in both hands, and a small urn is on it, showing the identity of the maid.

When the two daughters saw the old man, they all bowed their knees, and while entering the house, they commanded the maid to put down the plate, and the girl glanced at the old man with disgust, and complained: "Daddy has been nesting in the study since the beginning, and he doesn't even come out for dinner. ”

As he spoke, he asked the little maid to open the urn, take a bowl of soup and serve it. The little maid giggled, but it was not as strict as the ordinary big family.

The old man was embarrassed, coughed, and feigned anger: "Nonsense......!

The girl rolled her eyes, and Qianqiansu took the spoon in her hand and handed it to the old man's mouth, obviously disdainful, and unceremoniously interrupted the old man's words.

The old man opened his mouth in a panic and then snatched the spoon of the soup, the anger was long gone, and his eyes were full of pampering.

This old man is none other than Wang Mao, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion and a scholar of the Imperial Court. This girl is his ** king.

At noon today, the university received a letter, and after entering the study, he never came out, and he couldn't take care of the meal until the evening.

Wang Mao held the bowl, drank it one by one, pointed to the chair and asked his daughter to sit down, with a look of indifference on his face.

Wang Mi said: "Daddy works hard, but he should also take care of his body." What is the need to be so troublesome, so much?"

When Wang Mao heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He put the bowl down, took the paper from the table and handed it over, and smiled without saying a word.

His daughter is very smart, she can never forget at the age of seven, since she was ten years old, she has read through the four books and five classics, and has mastered the "Spring and Autumn Period".

Ping Suli has always sung harmony with his poems and discussed doctrines and scriptures, and there is a tendency to distinguish between them. At this moment, with such a strange thing in his hand, he had the heart of the school examination, only with a smile on his face, but he was smiling silently.

Wang Mi was curious, stretched out his hand to take it and stared at it, but saw that a few words were written on it, and next to each word, there was a group of crooked strokes, I don't know what it meant.

She has been well-read since she was a child, and she considers herself knowledgeable. At this time, I pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this seemed to be a kind of Sanskrit. Just tried to read it according to the Sanskrit reading, but it didn't work, Dai Mei frowned slightly, and thought hard.

Wang Mao didn't urge, drank another bowl of soup, and then took the sweat towel handed over by the little maid and wiped his mouth, before he smiled and said, "How about it, can my son investigate the mystery here?"

This old man fought for his daughter's upper hand, and his face was full of pride, how could he look like a father.

Wang Mi's fair face was slightly dizzy, and his wonderful eyes showed a slight annoyance, and he glanced at the old and disrespectful old father, and pouted: "You are a great Confucian in the world, and you are so proud of your daughter, a little woman, not to mention that you have studied this afternoon, I'm afraid you have just learned." Hey, maybe you may not have learned it, you say, Scholar Wang. ”

Wang Mao suddenly coughed and coughed, and his old face became ashamed. His eyes fluttered, and he argued: "Nonsense, my father already knows everything, how can you, a little girl, know." ”

Wang Mi covered his mouth and chuckled, his eyebrows turned, and then he folded his hands in salute, and said with a smile: "In this way, I will ask my father to teach me." ”

Wang Mao suddenly came to his senses, coughed lightly, and said uprightly: "This is called Hanyu Pinyin." ”

Wang Mi was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Hanyu Pinyin? is not Sanskrit?

Wang Mao paused, a flash of appreciation flashed on his face, and said slowly: "The Chinese pinyin is the method of annotating and interpreting Chinese characters, but it is not from any famous master, it is actually from the hand of a Mengtong. ”

Wang Yuyan's red mouth opened wide, and blurted out: "Meng Tong?"

Wang Mao nodded, then sighed and said with a wry smile: "It's Meng Tong." This was sent by Zhao Fengzhi, the envoy of Wuqing Sect, saying that it was created by Mengtong in Wuqing County, named Su Mo. This son is only fifteen this year, some time ago, Zhao Fengzhi had been on the reform of the teachings, it is said that there is more than this Su Mo said, for the father to order his auspicious words, but this time came, there are more such things, really wonderful. Oh yes, and besides that, there's this. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked for it on the table, took out another piece of paper from it, tapped it with his fingers, and handed it to Wang Mi.

Wang Mi took it, swept ten lines at a glance, and then raised his head and said, "This should be the method of breaking sentences, right?"

Wang Mao nodded, but there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Wang Yu was moved, but then frowned slightly.

Wang Mao looked at his daughter, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, and said with a smile: "My son must have thought of it too." ”

Wang Yu nodded and said, "Yes, in my daughter's humble opinion, this method is good, but its implementation must be discussed." ”

Wang Mao's appreciation was even stronger, and he nodded with satisfaction. This daughter of her own family is not only stunning and beautiful, but what is even more rare is that her eyes are like a torch. At a glance, you can see the hidden danger.

Just as Zhao Fengzhi saw this syntax breaking method that day, this method must be implemented with caution, otherwise it will fall into the eyes of people with a heart and will be easily framed.

Now above the court, although there are gentlemen, there are also those who are ghostly. It is said that it is not allowed to be accused of talking about the words of a saint in vain, and it is necessary to guard against it.

Just thinking about it, he heard Wang Mi sigh again, and said, "Daddy just said that Wuqing Su Mo, but that is Su Mo of Linjiang Immortal?"

Wang Mao raised his eyebrows, sighed, and said, "My son also knows "Linjiang Immortal"?"

Wang Mi's eyes flashed with a touch of color, and he nodded: "This song is amazing, and it is not full of generosity and heroism, but I like its indifferent and elegant atmosphere." The original way of the lyrics, must be the old experience of the people, did not expect to be such a young talent, today and see this Chinese pinyin, syntax breaking, to know that there are really born to know, children are not as good as also. ”

Wang Mao laughed, raised his hand and patted Wang Misu's hand, and said proudly: "Why should you be humble, your talent, I don't know how many so-called talents there are in the world." Even this Su Nayan does not necessarily mean that he is missing. ”

Wang Mi pursed the corners of his lips, smiled without saying a word, but there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes. But I don't know what other skills this person has, it's really exciting.

Wang Mao laughed, but got up and paced around the room, his face thoughtful.

Wang Mi pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Daddy is thinking about recommending someone?"

Wang Mao was taken aback, then nodded, frowned slightly, and said: "That's just breaking the syntax, but this Chinese pinyin method is not trivial." Since Cangji made the word, there are also words and words, nine rhymes, all of which are treasures. This Chinese pinyin method can be compared with it, if it is not recommended, it will be the job of learning for the father. It's just ......" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but pause, frowning and shaking his head slightly.

The corners of Wang Mi's mouth curled into a good-looking arc, and said with a smile: "Daddy is hesitant, which pavilion elder should I recommend to?"

Wang Mao nodded, then shook his head again. sighed: "Of course, it is one of them to say to anyone, but the identity of this Su Nayan is also a trouble. ”

Seeing that Wang Yu was surprised, he explained: "I just said, this Su Nayan is just a Mengtong, and it is said that he has never even been admitted to the exam, so this kind of identity makes such a divine thing, this is ...... This ......"

Wang Mi was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. After thinking about it, he suddenly smiled and said, "Why should Daddy think too much? Daddy is a university official, although his management is famous, but what he is admitted to the school is learning." As for the son of Su, hehe, he can make Linjiang Immortal and create this Chinese pinyin method, but his daughter doesn't believe that he can't pass the exam. There must be a reason for this. Besides, even if it were, it was nothing. Daughter Zeng heard that during the Jingtai and Tianshun periods, there was a scholar of Yang University who was a good person, and he won the position of a cabinet minister with a mere show of talent, and he was very relied on by His Majesty Yingzong at that time. Since this is the case, why can't there be today's Mengtong who is talented? Daddy is a big picture. ”

Wang Mao was taken aback, first thoughtfully, and then laughed, and his heart was cheerful.

stepped forward to put away the paper on the table, and said happily: "That's what my son said." For the father, in his place, he should seek his own government. But for the responsibility of the country, why worry about anything else. Go and call someone to prepare the car. ”

Wang Yu pursed his lips and smiled, his face happy. While getting up and asking the maid to call someone to prepare the car, he asked, "Daddy is in a hurry, so I can't bear it this night." But you're going to Mr. Dark?"

The Mr. Obscure she said is the current cabinet chief assistant Liu Jian. Originally, the first assistant of the cabinet was Xu Pu, Xu Pu used the word when he used, the number Qian Zhai, Jingtai five years of Jinshi, to the Huagai Palace University Scholar, in the cabinet auxiliary government for 12 years, the nature of the dignified degree, the three dynasties of the auxiliary government, is the very famous Confucian Pavilion old at that time.

It's just that now Xu Pu is old, and he has a serious eye disease, and he has asked for resignation several times, but the emperor is not allowed until last month, and finally unloaded the benevolence of the first assistant, but he is still asked to stay in Beijing to recuperate, in order to ask about state affairs. and awarded the title of young master, prince and prince, which can be seen from the dependence of the saints.

At this time, he stepped down from the position of first assistant and was replaced by Liu Jian. Liu Jian's word Xixian, the number is dark, and Tianshun is a four-year jinshi. At this time, he took over as the first assistant of the cabinet, and became the young master and the prince and the prince, and changed to a scholar of the Wuyingdian University, and was a famous virtuous minister since Xu Pu.

Now in the cabinet, Xu Pu has stepped down, and there are only three cabinet ministers, Liu Jian is the leader, the second is Li Dongyang, and the second is Xie Qian.

Wang Mao wanted to see the cabinet ministers at this time, and he was usually Liu Jian, so Wang Mi had this question.

It's just that Wang Mao heard his daughter ask this, but he paused slightly, and then shook his head and said, "No, go see Li Binzhi." ”

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows: "Li Shaobao?"

Li Shaobao is Li Dongyang. Li Dongyang's word is Binzhi, and the number is West Cliff. Since Hongzhi entered the cabinet in the eighth year, he was commissioned to compile the "Ming Huidian" last year. Until the prince left the cabinet this year, he received the title of prince Shaobao, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion to teach the prince Zhu Houzhao to study.

Wang Mao nodded, looked up at his daughter who was frowning slightly, and sighed: "Liu Xixian is straight and square, I am afraid it will be difficult to turn around, if it is difficult, it will not be beautiful." Although Li Binzhi is the second assistant, he is quite harmonious, and if he proposes it, there will be less obstacles. ”

Wang Mi's brows furrowed slightly, but he stopped talking.

Wang Mao packed up, hid it in his sleeve, walked to his daughter's side, patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "As my son said, I am self-conscious, why should I think too much? ”

After thinking about it, he said: "If you don't go with your father, you should just walk around normally." ”

Wang Yu hesitated, and then responded. Stretched out his hand to support his father's arm, and went out of the door and said to the maid beside him: "Luting, go, prepare two pieces of silk cloth to meet Mrs. Li, it's not good to come to the door empty-handed." ”

The pretty girl responded crisply and jumped away.

Here, Wang Mao led his daughter into the car, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why do you have to be like this, it's always deliberate." ”

Wang Mi smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were very firm, so Wang Mao didn't say more. He and Li Dongyang are in the same year, and this same year is not the same age, but it means that both of them are Tianshun seven-year jinshi. Later, Li Dongyang tried to be the first in the second class, and was taken as Shu Jishi, and Wang Mao was the last of the second class and entered the Hanlin Academy.

The two have always been good friends and once had the intention of marriage. It's just that Wang Mi always dislikes Li Dongyang's eldest son Li Zhaoxian, so it gradually faded. Wang Mi always interacted with the Li family, and the courtesy was thoughtful, which was also a sign of alienation, Wang Mao doted on this daughter very much, so although he regretted it in his heart, he could only acquiesce.

The sound of the car was sparkling, and the two families were in the same place, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Compared with Wang Mao, a university official, Li Dongyang, as a deputy assistant to the cabinet, has a much heavier position. As a result, outside the gate of the Li Mansion is also an endless exchange at night, with officials visiting various ministries, students posting, and admiring Qing Confucians.

Wang Mao made the car stop at the back door, and was led directly into the back hall by the door. When the people served tea, the footsteps outside the hall sounded, and the door curtain opened, and two people stepped in.

The first Qing Qing old man in his fifties was Li Dongyang, and when he stepped through the door, he hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Why did Qinzi change his temperament, and he was willing to come to me at such a night?"

Wang Mao is a diligent son, the two are old friends, and they are called Li Dongyang.

Wang Mao got up with a smile, and also hugged his fists and smiled: "Binzhi bullied me, but those sycophants came, so I can't come? Now that you are the second assistant, you have to run for the future." ”

Li Dongyang smiled bitterly, pointed at him and scolded him: "You are a diligent man, you actually came to entertain me." Laughing, he turned to Wang Mi on the side, nodded and said, "Mi'er and Uncle Shi are separated here, so you should move around more." ”

Wang Mi saw the blessing on his waist and said respectfully: "Yes, my nephew has seen Uncle Shi." The tone was respectful, but it was less enthusiastic.

Li Dongyang didn't care, waved his hand and invited the two to sit down, but the young man who followed behind him hurriedly stepped forward and greeted Wang Mao with a big salute, calling him uncle.

Wang Mao smiled and nodded his head. The young man turned to Wang Mi again, arched his hand and smiled: "My sister has been reduced from the last time we met, but she is a little more immortal, which makes the foolish brother a little ashamed of himself. ”

This young man is none other than Li Dongyang's eldest son, Li Zhaoxian. This Li Zhaoxian is a Zhenbo, who has been smart and superhuman since he was a child, and he is also a family scholar, and he is very talented. At that time, people called him even more father, and he was a talented son in Beijing. It's just that his personality is good and he looks for flowers and willows, and the rangers are excessive, which makes Li Dongyang quite helpless.

It has been said that Li Dongyang once deliberately left a book to advise on this: Liu Mo today, Flower Street tomorrow, burn the paste and follow the sundial, show off talents.

Li Zhaoxian saw his father's words and replied with a pen: Today's yellow wind, tomorrow's black wind, Xie Li's yin and yang, and the public is fair.

What did the father and son mean by replying? Li Dongyang meant to say, "Son, you spend all day looking for flowers and asking willows, and you are red and green every day, which is not the behavior that a scholar should have."

Li Zhaoxian replied to his father, I am regulating yin and yang, and observing all winds, isn't it just learning from my father's behavior of being a father?

Therefore, it was called a joke at the time. But it also shows Li Zhaoxian's temperament. This kind of temperament, if it is placed in the Song Dynasty, or the two Jin Dynasty, it should be a romantic reward. But in the Ming Dynasty, in the eyes of a woman like Wang Yu, it is called a ghost when she can see it.

Yes, in the face of Li Zhaoxian's flattery, Wang Mi just nodded lightly, and said with a slight salute: "I don't dare to be the praise of the world's brothers, the little sister is polite." And then he said no more.

She is cold and beautiful, such a faint aura, and even more supportive of the goddess fog, as if she is close and far away.

The most attractive thing for men in this world is that they are so kind of separating, not to mention the beautiful Li Zhaoxian? Seeing that this girl is incomprehensible, her heart is like a cat's claw, and her eyes are hot.

It's just that he is a man with a background after all, and no matter how hot his heart is, he will not be entangled like a villager on this occasion. At that moment, I had to suppress my heart, nod with a smile, turn around and sit under my father, listening to the two elders talking, but my heart was always tied to the princess.

Li Dongyang knows his son, but he is happy to see that he can please Wang Mi as his daughter-in-law, and of course he will not obstruct it.

Moreover, with his understanding of Wang Mao, Wang Mao must have something to do when he came to him so late, so he just didn't see it at the moment, so he asked Wang Mao the reason.

Wang Mao had something serious in his heart, and when he heard the question, he immediately took the manuscript from his sleeve and said what he wanted. There were naturally a lot of praises for Su Mo in his words, and Li Dongyang was curious, so he took the manuscript and read it carefully.

Li Zhaoxian, who was all focused on Wang Mi next to him, immediately found that when his father and Wang Mao mentioned a certain name, the luster in Wang Mi's eyes was completely different, and his heart moved, and he was busy listening carefully. Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel jealous and jealous in my heart, like a poisonous snake devouring my heart.

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