The twentieth month of the month of Renshen (1032).

Tongshu (Yellow Calendar): It is advisable to sacrifice, marry, and form a net; Do not travel, visit friends, or migrate.

"I Ching" negation hexagram: No bandits, not good for gentlemen, big and small. Sixty-two: contract. The villain is Ji, and the adult is not Heng.

In short, this is a day that is favorable to the villain (Wang) and not conducive to the gentleman (Fang).

It was almost noon, and Fang Zhongyong was dragged by Mr. Liu, and reluctantly arrived at the Wu Mansion. But I saw that although the Wu Mansion was not very magnificent, it was also quiet and lovely. The courtyard of the three entrances can also be called a step and a scene.

Well, judging from the design of the courtyard, Mr. Wu should be a gentleman, a good talker, and a person who will not protect his shortcomings. Judging from Mr. Wu, his nephew may also be a good talker, a person who can't protect his shortcomings......

Well, Fang Zhongyong really can't even fool himself.

That goods are clearly a stingy person, a person who will repay his eyes, and a person who is full of "dissatisfaction". Take a look at his famous saying, the famous "Destiny is not enough to fear, ancestors are not enough to be afraid of the law, and human words are not enough to be compassionate" three deficiencies theory. This is a fighter who fights the sky, the earth, and the air in the middle. During the period when he was in power and changed the law, all those who opposed him were demoted, and all those who supported him were promoted, without regard for character, ability, or even starting point. Some people in later generations have deduced that one of the important reasons for the failure of the reform is that Wang Anshi is "the same".

In a trance, Fang Zhongyong followed Mr. Liu into the house.

I only heard that Wu Renli scolded with his head: "Words without faith, not a son of man?" ”

Mr. Liu was unhurried: "Did I promise you?" ”

"Promised."

"Did I promise you to go to the appointment yesterday?"

"Promised."

"Then I couldn't come yesterday because I had something important, did I inform you?"

"Understood."

"And what is your opinion?"

"No, no."

Although it didn't seem quite right logically, Mr. Wu's temper was also knocked out.

Wu Renli had no choice but to turn: "An Shi, this is the little prodigy Fang in this county who is as famous as you, Fang Zhongyong." The two of you are so close and close. ”

Fang Zhongyong was secretly admiring Mr. Liu's divine thinking, and suddenly noticed a dazzling, uh no, black light coming towards him.

I saw that Wang An's stone face was like the bottom of a pot, and he really looked like Bao Gong possessed, the reincarnation of Uncle Black Africa. And it was black and red, there were countless small pimples that were not willing to be ordinary and flashed dazzling light on his face, and there were suspicious scaly objects on the hands that stretched out to salute.

Fang Zhongyong immediately remembered the rumors about this benevolent brother: wash his face once a month and take a bath once a year. It is said that one day, Wang Anshi's family saw that his Yintang was black and his face was not good, and thought that he was sick, so they invited a doctor to check his pulse. The doctor looked at it and said, "This is sick, it's just that I haven't washed my face for too long, and the dirt on my face is too thick, just wash it." The family brought him water to wash his face, but Wang Anshi didn't appreciate it and was very arrogant and said: "I was born black, no matter how much I wash it, I can't be white, so I don't have to waste my work!" ”

If Wang Anshi is not a fan of Wei and Jin demeanor, then it means that the symptoms of his psoriasis are relatively serious. The dirt all over his body is the protection of his delicate skin. Daily cleaning such as washing hands and washing his face is tantamount to punishment for him, no wonder he is unwilling. Of course, the price he paid for this was also huge, he lost his champion position, and was even nicknamed "the first sloppy celebrity in history" by later generations.

Fong Chung Yong has never discriminated against patients, especially those who are secondary 2 juveniles. Because they are sensitive, vulnerable, and irritable. Fang Zhongyong hurriedly collected his thoughts and said politely: "I've seen Brother Wang." ”

If the salute just now is Wang Anshi's basic courtesy as a scholar, the next sentence shows his character vividly: "Why did you miss the appointment yesterday?" ”

How can Fang Zhongyong answer? It's a shame to say that you don't dare to come; said that Mr. was deliberate, and he must be serving with a ruler after he went back. I had to say: "It's really because of mundane affairs, I hope Brother Wang will forgive me." ”

Wang Anshi waved his hand, looking generous: "It's okay." Today, there is no difference. ”

What does it mean to be "no different", you are sure to eat me, right? Fang Shentong expressed dissatisfaction. Okay, if you want to fight, I'll fight. Today, I want to see if my little prodigy is powerful, or your little prodigy Wang is powerful (Wang Anshi was born in the fifth year of Tianxi, and Xiao Fang Zhongyong is two years old).

Round 1.

Wang Anshi asked: "The day before yesterday, I saw the plum in full bloom, please ask Brother Fang to chant a poem, but what?" ”

Fang Zhongyong opened his mouth and came: "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone." I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. "—torture you with your own poems.

Wang Anshi thought for a moment and felt that it was not as good.

Fang Zhong Yongsheng.

Second round.

Wang Anshi asked: "The first day is approaching, why can Brother Fang teach me?" ”

Again: "In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu." Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. ”

Wang Anshi thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not as good.

Fang Zhongyong won again.

Round 3.

Wang Anshi: "Brother Fang......"

Fang Zhongyong stopped doing it, and hurriedly replied: "Is it time to ask questions?" ”

After all, Wang Anshi's face was black, but his heart was not black: "It's a faux pas." Brother Fang, please ask the question. ”

Fang Zhongyong was impatient to conduct a poetry recitation competition, and directly enlarged his move: "Brother Wang thinks that today's taxes, imperial examinations, and horse politics are what? If there are drawbacks, how can they be improved? ”

Yes, you read that right, the standard model for the essay questions of later generations. Wang Anshi has never solved this problem in his life. Now I want to answer, hehe.

The two gentlemen were originally sitting on the side drinking tea - Fang Zhongyong deeply suspected that he was watching a play, and he stopped chatting when he heard the words, and looked at Fang Zhongyong with a demonic look.

Is this a question that you consider as a child who is not a child?

You still want to improve, why don't you go to heaven?

Wu Renli rarely put away his smile and said, "How did you come up with this?" ”

Of course, Fang Zhongyong didn't dare to say that it was from the history books, so he could only say in a tone of affectionate recollection: "The boy's family is just a self-cultivated farmer, and there are some thin fields to talk about to make a living. But there are many people in the village who are destitute and live with domestic servants. Not to mention the hard work on weekdays, most of the income has to be taxed, and the rent adjustment of the rich family has to be completed. In a disaster year, the government's relief often falls on the rich. After a year of hard work, I still can't afford to be hungry. I have an uncle, because the family is poor, and his eldest daughter was given to others as a child bride at an early age. The second daughter is only six or seven years old this year, and she has to give it to others. The rich are in a row, and the poor have no place to stand. The pain of taxation is even worse. ”

Mr. Liu and Mr. Wu couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when they heard this, because they were the ones with vested interests in the Song Dynasty's forbidden land annexation.

Mr. Liu said: "Do you think there is anything wrong with the imperial examination system? ”

Fang Zhongyong said: "The method of the imperial examination began in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and this dynasty followed the Tang system, emphasizing poetry and writing, and ignoring scriptures and righteous policies. Cao Zhi once said, poems, and small paths. Although poetry is excellent for cultivating sentiments and educating the people, it is really of little use to the country and the people. Sir, don't be angry. Students don't pay lip service. The pipe has clouds, the warehouse is solid and knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing are sufficient to know the honor and disgrace. If the people of the world are hungry and clothed, how can they take care of education? ”

Wu Renli laughed and said, "Do you think you Fang Zhongyong have great knowledge?" Some time ago, it was already said in the Di newspaper that the DPRK and China had already reached a conclusion. Hey, didn't you see the newspaper and deliberately embarrass my poor nephew? ”

But no, Wang Anshi was hit so hard that his three views collapsed, his eyes were red, and he glared at Fang Zhongyong with a fierce light. Fang Zhongyong believes that if there is a confidant sister at this time, Wang Anshi will definitely throw herself into her arms and cry "I want to go home, woo".

Mr. Liu laughed: "You also read about Ma Zheng from the Di newspaper?" "Fang Zhongyong should be.

Mr. Liu didn't say much, but instead comforted Wu Renli and his nephew "sincerely": "It's not good to look at the mansion. Ha ha. The children's bickering is not worth mentioning. Haha, not worth mentioning! ”

Fang Zhongyong looked at the embarrassed Wu Renli and his embarrassed nephew in embarrassment, and was really speechless. Can you stop laughing so happily? Is this the rhythm of settling a vendetta?

During the banquet, Mr. Liu was in high spirits, Mr. Wu was silent, Fang Xiaoxiao was a low-key person, and Wang Xiaoxiao was staring at Fang Zhongyong, intending to kill him with his gaze.

After eating a tasteless meal, Mr. Wu had a plan again: "Fang Zhongyong, the old man saw that your poetry is very good, and he has some knowledge. The old man doesn't say anything about accepting you as a disciple, I'm not as big-faced as some people. I have a good friend named Wen Ge Wen Tingbin, whose character and knowledge are first-class. I want to write a book and recommend you to join him, would you like to? ”

Wen Ge, a native of Shicheng, Ganzhou (now Shicheng County, Jiangxi). He was born in the third year of Song Zhenzong's Xiande and died in the ninth year of Song Shenxining. The ancestor once served as the Tang Dynasty's festival envoy and the secretary of the military department, and belonged to the standard rich and handsome, rich N generation. When he was 30 years old, he gave up the imperial examination and donated his family funds to set up a free school. Because of the large scale of the school he runs, the rich collection of books, the strong teaching force, and the students he teaches are talented, and the government and the opposition are famous. The most powerful thing is that someone brought a message to the emperor. So, Song Renzong decreed that he would enter the Beijing face saint, and gave him the title of "Jinshi" and canonized as "Great Confucian". This is the official "golden signboard" that the state is exempt from inspection, not the so-called "great Confucianism" as the people call itself, and it is the only one in history.

But didn't Wen Ge return to his hometown to run a school in the third year of Jingyou (1036)? It's only the first year of Mingdao now, and uh, it's about to be the second year of Mingdao.

Needless to say, Mr. Liu has his own judgment: "Don't I know? Still use you to recommend? My disciple won't bother you. Besides, didn't Wen Tingbin go to Beijing to take the exam, where did you go to find him? ”

Wu Renli hehe: "Recently, Brother Wen Xian came with a letter. He said that he had given up the heart of being admitted to the Jinshi and wanted to return to his hometown to set up a volunteer school. I am hereby invited to participate in the grand event. Why, you didn't receive the letter? Also, you have a small reputation, poor learning, and some bad character. Wen Tingbin doesn't look down on you, it's not surprising at all! ”

In the laughter of Wu Renli's retribution, Mr. Liu took Fang Zhongyong and left the table angrily.

Back at Liu's Mansion, Mr. Liu Mingxuan was still indignant. He asked calmly, "Fang Zhongyong, are you willing to go to that stone city to study?" ”

There is a murderous aura!

Fang Zhongyong replied cautiously while thinking about it: "I don't want to!" I have never met Mr. Na Wen, and I am six or seven hundred miles away from home, so it is inconvenient to come and go. I'm not going. ”

Mr. Liu scolded with a smile: "You are a little slippery head, you don't need to take my feelings into account!" That Wen Tingbin has a lot of knowledge than me, and you will definitely benefit a lot from joining him. That's it! And depending on your results in the county examination after the year, if you can't be selected as the best, go to Nashicheng! ”