The Zhang clan is about a few miles away from here.

Zhang Yue and Guo Lin got up early in the morning, and the scholar Hun family cooked two bowls of vegetable porridge for them.

Faced with this bowl of mountain vegetable porridge that didn't even have oil flowers, Zhang Yue and Guo Lin drank nothing left. Before I wanted to cross, I had no meat and no joy, and now the mountain vegetable porridge with clear soup and little water can be eaten so sweetly, and it is still unfinished.

The two walked for nearly an hour and finally arrived at the Zhang clan study.

The Zhang clan was built on the south peak, and there was a temple on the mountain. Zhang Dexiang was not solved before, he had studied in the temple, and when he was the prime minister, he changed this temple into a temple. According to the Song law, officials can ask the Son of Heaven to set up an ancestral temple for their ancestors, but only the ruling government can set up the ancestral hall in the temple.

And this Zhang's family temple also doubles as a family study, which is convenient for the children of the clan to study.

Speaking of the origin of the Zhang family, we must start with the ancestor Zhang Zaijun.

During the troubled times of the Five Dynasties, the feudal towns attacked each other. Zhang Zaijun was a general of Fujian, stationed troops in Pucheng, guarded the land of Fujian for 30 years, and repeatedly defeated the Southern Tang Dynasty.

After Zhang Zijun's death, Fujian was in turmoil, and the Southern Tang Dynasty and the north and south would attack Jian'an.

When the city was broken, the Southern Tang army wanted to slaughter the city. His wife, Lian, gave up her life and lived the people of the city, and was called Mrs. Lian.

There must be Yu Qing in the family of goodness, Zhang Zaijun has fifteen sons and sixty-eight grandchildren. The Zhang family multiplied in Pucheng and had a large population.

Zhang Zaijun is the ancestor of Zhang Dexiang. Zhang Dexiang in Xianping five years into the scholar and the first, awarded the official Dali Temple commentators.

At that time, the Song Dynasty had been established for 50 years, and since the founding of Taizu, the generals used by the northerners were all northerners. Taizu once carved a stone ban and said, 'The descendants of later generations are useless Nanshi as a minister, and the ministers are the main soldiers'.

But Zhang Dexiang made an exception for Song Renzong, and was the first person to enter the picture of the Min people in the Song Dynasty, which helped the reputation of the south and moved the world.

According to legend, there is a Nantai River in Fuzhou, and the Fujian people say: "The Nantai River is the prime minister." "When the chapter is like worshipping each other, the water of the Nantai River recedes and the sand surges, and pedestrians can wade to the other side of the river, and later generations call it 'sand can wade'.

During the Qingli period, Zhang Dexiang was in the same position as Fu Bi and Han Qi. Rich, Han and Han are both young people in power, and they are quite prosperous. Zhang De is like a prime minister, silent all day long, not persuading a word.

Others asked: "Fu and Han Yong, what should I do?" ”

Zhang Dexiang said: "Every time I see a child running, I never stop." When he hit his face against the wall, he knew it hurt. At this time, when the other side is rushing and jumping, you can't persuade you. ”

Zhang Dexiang has the bearing of a prime minister in his words.

Although Zhang Yue does not have the qualifications to enter the clan studies, he is quite proud of Zhang Dexiang, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will also want to pretend to be like him.

Official, official, what should I do with you?

Now Fu Bi, Han Qi is the second phase, and Zhang Dexiang has died of illness, leaving this day Jintang to leave the Ze clan.

In addition, let's talk about Fan Zhongyan, who was a minister in the same dynasty as Zhang Dexiang. Fan Zhongyan was young and poor, and after becoming an official, he still lived a frugal life. Fan Zhongyan bought 1,000 acres of land to build a righteous village to support the poor clansmen.

The Zhang clan is known as the Dayjin Hall is being built on the Nanfeng Mountain. The word day brocade and brocade night walk are antonyms of each other. Coincidentally, Han Qi also has a Dayjin Hall, and Ouyang Xiu also wrote a "Dayjin Hall Record" for this.

Zhang Yue and Guo Lin walked from the mountain to the mountain, and planted more laurel trees on the side of the road. At this time, when the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom, the two came all the way down the mountain, but the smell of incense wafted all over the mountain, which was refreshing.

Pucheng planted more laurel trees, when the river covered Pucheng in the Six Dynasties, there was a poem of 'fragrant branches and young leaves, and emerald and emerald'. And Gui is also a noble word, the Ming and Qing Dynasties tried in August and September, so people call Guibang a pun.

The two of them came to the front of the day brocade hall and reported to Menzi.

While waiting, Zhang Yue looked at the blue tile carved beams in front of him, and then rammed the mirage wall with vermilion paint, and he didn't have to think about it to know how much taller and nobler than the thatched hut he was in.

There is also a stone tablet in front of the hall, which is the inscription tablet of the Zhangjia Jinshi. Including Zhang Dexiang himself, there are as many as fifteen people.

Then Menzi led the two to the left of the hall. Along the way, the two saw the shade of the trees, the corridors, and the stone piers, or there were men holding scrolls and reading, and some people were throwing pots and even shooting arrows.

Some have just tied their hair, and some have nearly thirty.

Zhang Yue had never seen the ancients shoot arrows, so he couldn't help slowing down, but he saw a young man who was nearly thirty years old, bending his bow and shooting arrows. Although I couldn't see the arrows, I heard the cheers one after another, and I could tell that the arrows were not missing.

The man was also very proud, smiling loudly, very high-spirited.

Zhang Yue was still watching, and when he heard Guo Lin's urging, this was called a fast pace.

But I heard Guo Lin lower his voice and said: "This place is not as good as the school, how can I explain to you when I come?" Remember to follow the rules everywhere, and don't say more when no one asks you. ”

"Yes, senior brother."

The two of them came to a side hall again.

Menzi arranged for the two of them to sit behind a few cases.

Soon an old man in a wide robe and big sleeves stepped out, but seeing that he was about fifty years old, among the southerners, his figure was considered tall, and his beard and hair were all white.

Zhang Yue glanced at it and couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "That's like teaching." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yue glanced at Guo Lin, but fortunately he didn't hear it.

The master was followed by two students, and Zhang Yue recognized this person as the person who had just shot arrows in the courtyard.

"Sir! These two teenagers came here to help the book. Menzi stood aside after the introduction.

The old man nodded and stroked his beard and sat on the floor, while the student said to Menzi, "Let them write a few words and read it." ”

"Yes, Chief."

There was a ready-made pen and paper on the case, and Menzi went to the school to bring the polished ink to the two.

Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at the student together.

The other party said to the two: "Fan Wenzhenggong's "Nanjing Academy Inscription" can be? ”

Zhang Yue and Guo Lin glanced at each other, and then shook their heads together.

The man shook his head, raised his sleeves and said, "...... Through the clear way, if the sun is the royal Liuheyan; The text is reasonable, if the four times are wonderful. Sincerity to the day, righteousness to the day. If you gather learning for the sea, I will swallow the nine rivers and respect the hundred valleys; Quenching words for the edge, then the clouds I decide, the good jade I cut ......"

“…… As for the gods of "Yi", the weathering of "Poems", the method of praise and disapproval of "Spring and Autumn", the love of Da Lile production, the book of the two emperors and three kings, and the people who are involved in the nine streams and hundreds of schools, cover each other.

Guo Lin and Zhang Yue hurriedly picked up the brush and wrote it down.

Zhang Yue thought while writing, during the Qingli New Deal, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, and Fu Bi were reformers, and although Zhang Dexiang did not stop it, he did not approve of it. As a disciple of the Zhang family, can I read Fan Zhongyan's article?

However, this sentence 'Gathering learning is the sea, then I swallow the nine rivers, and I respect the hundred valleys; Quenching words for the edge, then the clouds I decide, the good jade I cut', it is really majestic and majestic to read. Thinking about Fan Zhongyan's personality again, just like his official, he can transcend the ages.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue had already finished writing.

Menzi presented what Guo Lin and Zhang Yue wrote to the student. The students then give it to the elderly.

The old man first looked at Guo Lin's words, nodded and said, 'Shang Ke',

Immediately looking at Zhang Yue's words again, the old man frowned and said, "Worse." ”

After saying that the old man wanted to leave, the result was already obvious, and Zhang Yue got up and said: "Mr. Qiyu, the student also knows that he can't write well, can he only pay half the money!" ”

The old man shook his head: "Even if you don't want money, if you can't read it, it's a waste of pen and ink." ”

Zhang Yue said: "Students are also proficient in arithmetic, if there is an account book to calculate or copy, can help, the student's family is poor, only to make a living by servant, but also ask the master to complete." ”

"Ban Gu once said, 'The big husband can write for a long time?' However, if you don't make a living as a young maid, how can you achieve success in the future? ”

"Since you are poor, others are also poor, how can you ......?" the student was slightly angry and was about to reprimand.

The old man stretched out his hand and said, "How much money does it cost to pay for the book on weekdays?" ”

"Three and a half dollars a page."

"Then this son will be ordered for two dollars, just take some manuscripts to him." The old man commanded.

"But ......"

Another student said: "Ziping, the Xuetian on the southern slope is going to be cleared, and someone must always count the four solstices in the southeast and northwest of Xuetian. ”

The student looked at Zhang Yue, and then said reluctantly: "It's okay!" ”

Zhang Yue arched his hand and said, "Thank you, sir, thank you." ”

With that, the gentleman and the other student left.

The student didn't care at all about Zhang Yue's gratitude, he glanced at it and said, "I'm Zhang Heng, the head of the main hall!" After that, when the two of you come every hour to copy the book for five hours, if there is a mistake or omission on each page, the money will be deducted. ”

Guo Lin lowered his head and arched his hand: "Yes." ”

"The price is good, Senior Brother Guo is three and a half dollars a page, and the money is calculated by the page, and if you write more, you will not be missing, but you can't fill the number indiscriminately, and the school will manage one lunch every day."

"Thank you."

"As for your ......," Zhang Heng pointed to Zhang Yue and said, "I don't want to know your name, but the master promised to give you two dollars a day." I have not promised to count your lunch. Now it's either reduced to a penny. Or do you bring your own food, and I'll still give you two dollars? ”

Zhang Yue said: "One money is one money, thank you for taking care of you!" ”

"If you don't speak, who will take care of you? Tomorrow, I will hand over the family form, and you are not students of this hall, so you are only allowed to enter through the back door. After speaking, Zhang Heng brushed his sleeves and left.

Zhang Yue watched Zhang Heng leave, and snorted: "What kind of famous disciple do I say, my strength is so narrow, and my future achievements are limited!" ”

"Senior brother! People give us a livelihood...... You still say that about him, how can you bear it? Guo Lin said angrily, "I really shouldn't have brought you here today!" ”

"Senior brother, why are you so angry with me?"

Guo Lin said stiffly: "You want to enter the Zhang clan's thoughts, do you think I don't know?" ”

Zhang Yue was stunned.

Guo Lin ignored Zhang Yue that day.

Zhang Yue also fell asleep early.

In the dream, Zhang came to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, which was the place where the old man dreamed that day. At the moment, the place is empty and empty, except for the sound of birdsong, and the trees on one side, and the early sun is shining.

Zhang Yue's heart moved, and the grass under his feet suddenly rose up with stone tables and chairs, as well as pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. Zhang Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he sat on the stone table and chair and decided to practice calligraphy.

Today, he was despised by the old man for his poor calligraphy, which was really a shameless thing for him.

First the regular letters, then the regular letters, and then the books. Su Shi also said about calligraphy that regular script is like a station, a line of writing is like a line, and cursive writing is like a run. There is no reason to walk and run if you can't stand well.

To discuss the regular script, there are Jin Kai and Tang Kai.

If you learn Kai in the Ming and Qing dynasties, you will be asked to start from Tang Kai and copy Yan Liu's regular script, which is regarded as the pinnacle of regular script.

However, the Song Dynasty admired Jin Kai, and there were also those who admired Tang Kai, but the scholars had a saying that 'books are not as good as entering the Jin Dynasty, and they will eventually be wild'. Therefore, Zhang Yue intends to come

At present, Zhang Yue's Yongzi Eight Methods have been small, and the declaration paste has been copied in the previous life, so the bottom of my heart must be written with a pen in my dream.

Zhang Yue decided to practice calligraphy until he earned three dollars a page, so as to earn this breath for himself.

So Zhang Yueshou kept writing all night.