Song Ji, the word is endless, the eldest grandson of the fourth generation of the Song family in Hongbian.

During the Xuande period, the Hongbian Song clan has become the backbone of the Shuixi Song clan, and the patriarchs of all dynasties have been Guizhou Xuanfu envoys.

Now that Song Ran is old and childless, it stands to reason that Song Ji should be the first heir in line. It's a pity that he is a nerd, and he says something inconsequential all day long, and the patriarch Song Ran prefers another nephew, Song Chu.

In the same way, Song Ji didn't like his uncle, and he even reprimanded Song Ran to his face: "You take the word Haoran, what is the mighty spirit, what is the broad-mindedness?" For decades, I don't think about loving the people, I don't know how to educate the people, I only know how to exploit pleasures, and I am deeply ashamed! ”

In the past two years, Song Ran has become even more disgusted with his eldest nephew.

Because Song Ji was in contact all day long, he not only wanted to restore the righteous school run by his grandfather Song Ang, but also planned to create social studies in various long lawsuits. Seeing that Song Ran had no interest in running a school, Song Ji actually went to An Guirong and wanted to build a school with the Shuixian clan.

The relationship between the Song family and the An family is very poor, this kid doesn't even care about the interests of the family in order to build a school.

The owner of the bookstore first presented a copy, bent down and smiled: "Song Gongzi, this is "Xiya Poems". ”

Song Ji suddenly said happily: "But Mr. Xiya's new work? ”

The owner of the bookstore said: "Half of it is new, half of it is old. Mr. Xiya's poems are all collected in this book, and you can't find a more complete record in Guizhou. ”

Mr. Xiya, who is the second assistant of the cabinet, the young master and the prince's concubine Li Dongyang (who has been the first assistant for half a year), his "Huailu Tang Collection" has not yet been compiled and published, and now only various scattered works have been handed down.

Song Ji hurriedly flipped through the poetry collection, and sure enough, he found some new poems, and hurriedly asked, "What is the price?" ”

The owner of the bookstore said: "This book is not easy to come by, and it was copied by a jinshi. Look at the word, serious ......"

Song Ji didn't bother to listen to him: "Don't you just want to increase the price?" How much? ”

The bookstore owner put away his smile and said, "Twenty taels of silver." ”

"It's not expensive, it's on my account." Song Ji didn't feel at a loss, but thought that he had earned it.

A few people in blue were stunned, this collection of poems is only dozens of pages, and it is worth twenty taels of silver!

In fact, it's normal, but scarce things are expensive.

Even in the late Ming Dynasty, the price of books had dropped very low, and one or two hundred wen could buy a set of books. But these were only common engravings, and rare manuscripts were much more expensive, and those that took the trouble to collect and organize were even more valuable. After Dong Qichang obtained the "Lingfei Sutra", the Chen family in Haining borrowed it and engraved it into the stele, and someone rubbed the stele for engraving. A rubbing and engraving of the "Lingfei Sutra" can be sold for ten taels of silver, and some people are rushing to buy it.

While Yuan Gang and the others were stunned, Wang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw a wild wronged boss and a walking ATM.

This gentleman's head is big, it makes people's hands itchy, I want to knock it with a bamboo pole!

But Wang Yuan's identity is a little embarrassing, just a barbarian child, and it is quite inconvenient to act. He quietly tugged at Shen Fuxuan's clothes: "Sir, it's up to you." ”

The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and Master Shen understood and said, "Don't be in a hurry, and wait." ”

The bookstore owner no longer greeted them, but only stood beside Song Ji and accompanied this Song Gongzi to read books and poems together.

Song Ji flipped through several pages in a row, and finally there was a song that he had never seen before. He couldn't help but look carefully, frowned suddenly, and said: "'Small things are confused, big things are not confused, and Ji'en is locked into a grand plan...... Whoever is so confused is good at seeking for Sun Mou. 'Why is this song so weird, it's not a word or a song, it's not right, it's sticky and rhyme, and I can't understand the meaning. ”

Shen Fuxuan originally wanted to observe Song Ji's personality and then decide how to fool. But at this moment, a good opportunity suddenly appeared, and he immediately said: "Mr. Xiya is comparing himself to Lu Duan, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty. This poem must have been written in the past six months, probably questioned by colleagues, written to defend himself, and complained by the way. ”

"What's the explanation?" Song Ji still didn't understand.

Shen Fuxuan explained: "Small things are confused, but big things are not confused, this is Song Taizong's comment on Lu Duan. Lu Duan served as the prime minister, and he got by and did nothing, but he always served at critical moments, and after the death of Song Taizong, he was even more decisive in one fell swoop. Last year, the new monarch was the heir, and the internal officials were tyrannical and framed Zhongliang. The cabinet officials were helpless, and perhaps Mr. Xiya was also scolded by his colleagues, so he wrote this poem to justify one or two, and also let the ministers continue to wait for the opportunity to hoe and rape. ”

"I see!"

Song Ji suddenly realized, and asked again: "Since you trust the poem, why do you write the poem and lose the rhyme?" ”

Shen Fuxuan smiled: "Deliberately." In this way, anyone who reads it is awkward, and can better understand his state of mind. After all, eunuchs are protected by the emperor, and whoever is the elder of the cabinet is embarrassed, and it is difficult to do anything in political affairs. ”

Song Ji clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”

It's a very strange poem, and it makes all the mistakes you can make when writing poetry. But if you understand it like Shen Fuxuan, you can immediately turn decay into magic, which makes people can't help but be amazed.

Shen Fuxuan said again: "What kind of rhyme is the rhyme of the battle of the Song people, and the Tang people don't care about these at all." Mr. Xiya has always pursued the ancient meaning of the Tang Dynasty, and in terms of technique alone, this poem is also striving for retro. ”

Hearing this, Song Ji read the poem several more times, and the more he read, the more excited he became, and then he turned around and said: "Mr. is talented, let me ...... Uh, you're the son of the people? ”

"Li Minzi" is another name for a person who wears green, and Master Shen is now also dressed as a person dressed in blue.

Master Shen said: "The contemptible Shen Fuxuan, the word comfort, a native of Yuyao, Shaoxing Mansion, has been studying in Chenghua for 14 years. ”

Song Ji temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and replied, "It turned out to be Friend Shen." In the Lower Song Dynasty, the words are endless, and the people of Hongbian in Guizhou. Coincidentally, I also studied in Chenghua for 14 years. ”

Lao Tzu is seventeen years old, and it is already very rare. How old are you, and you actually went to school in the same year as me? Master Shen was a little puzzled when he heard this, and couldn't help asking, "Dare to ask your friend Gui Geng?" ”

The owner of the bookstore introduced with a smile: "Song Gongzi was a talent at the age of nine. ”

Master Shen hurriedly made a respectful appearance, hugged his fists and said, "Friend Song is still a prodigy, disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”

"Whereever, don't mention it." Song Ji was a little embarrassed, because when he was taking the Xiucai exam, the examiner and the marking officer were his father.

Master Shen deliberately disgusted people, and asked again: "Friend Song is a nine-year-old middle talent in Xiucai, I'm afraid that he would have been lifted at this time, right?" ”

Song Ji was suddenly even more embarrassed and explained: "Guizhou students must go to Yunnan to participate in the township test, and the journey is quite bumpy. After I passed the crown, I went to take the exam for the first time, and I fell ill halfway through. Three years later, I went to take the exam again, and I contracted wind fever in Yunnan, and I fainted in the examination room before I finished the article. Three years later, when I went to take the exam again, the flash flood blocked the official road, so I had to take a detour and rush to Yunnan to delay the exam date. Then my mother died of illness, and I missed another township test, and I am still a showman. Ashamed, really ashamed, let Friend Shen smile. ”

Who the is worse off than me?

Shen Fuxuan had to be comforted: "Friend Song is full of wealth, and if you want to come next time, you will definitely be lifted!" ”

"Chengjun Jiyan," Song Ji hugged his fists and said, "Friend Shen is a person from Jiangnan, how did he come to Guizhou and still wear the clothes of Li Minzi?" ”

Master Shen changed his face again, both sad and angry, and arched his hand towards the north, and said with great righteousness: "The new monarch is the heir, and the internal official is in charge." Those eggless castrations are headed by the eunuch Liu Jin, known as the 'Eight Tigers', who deceive the king, form a party for personal gain, and harm Zhongliang. Although I am the last adjutant, I also stood up and risked my life to admonish. It's hateful that Liu Jin deceived the Holy Hearing, covered the sky with one hand, and his minions were all over the place. I was imprisoned, tortured, and ordered me to falsely accuse Qingliu Shangguan. But those of us who study will die tragically in prison, and we will not be in the same stream as the eunuchs, and we must leave our innocence in this world! The eunuchs had no choice but to exile me for 3,000 li and send me to the barbarian land of Yunnan. ”

The previous explanation of that poem had made Song Gongzi overwhelmed, how could he suspect that Master Shen was telling a lie at this moment?

Song Ji was in awe, tidied up his clothes, leaned over and bowed: "Mr. is iron-clad and upright, and he is really an example for my generation." And bow down to me! ”

Wang Yuan rolled his eyes when he heard this.

But it is undeniable that Master Shen doesn't look at the four or six days on weekdays, he really has goods in his stomach at the critical moment.

Then again, he used to be the mastermind of the prefect, not only helping the prefect with advice, but also taking full responsibility for the prefect's correspondence. How could it be a straw bale?

In wearing Qingzhai to mix into that look, it is purely a show to meet soldiers, and it is useless to talk about any article and reason.

And when he arrived in Guizhou City and met our Song Gongzi, Master Shen instantly returned to his normal level, and he was able to easily fool the reader in the field he was best at.

(PS: Two fire books are recommended.) One is "I really didn't want to be famous" by the leader of this book, and the other is "Rescuing the Ming Dynasty" by Da Luoluo, thanks to the support of the two old irons. ）