Before, because of a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, I met the father and son of the Xu family by chance, and there was a series of turmoil outside in a blink of an eye, and Wang Fulin came to visit for the first time. Compared with the Xin'an Hall, this small inn can be said to be extremely simple, because the lobby façade is facing north, the store is still dim in broad daylight, and the guest rooms inside are even more cramped. When the man who led them to a room around the corner, the door creaked open, and the boy who opened the door turned back and shouted when he saw the man's face, "Daddy, I have come again to ask for the house!" ”

When Xu Sicheng, who was sorting out his luggage in the house, heard this, he couldn't help but drop a jacket in his hand, got up and walked out quickly: "I said, tomorrow I will go to get things and pawn them, and I will definitely settle the house money before leaving, and you don't have to keep urging ...... Ah, is it Wang Xiaoguan? ”

Wang Fulin saw that Xu Sicheng's angry face suddenly showed a very obvious look of embarrassment, and he himself felt very embarrassed, so he immediately said: "Xu Xianggong, after that farewell, because of the constant turmoil outside, I have not come to visit until today. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Bizhu, who was dressed as a boy in men's clothes, and immediately called the guy away, so he looked at Xu Guangqi and said with a smile: "Seeing that you father and son are like this, are you planning to return to your hometown?" ”

Xu Sicheng didn't go to see the list in person, but a total of 135 people were on the list of township test laurels, and all the inns and hostels in Nanjing were copied, plus Wang Fulin reported his name to himself at the beginning, he already knew that Wang Fulin was on the list today. He is a lot old but he is off the list, and he is still just a talent, but Wang Fulin has become a person, and he has mixed tastes. However, when they came to visit their father and son after high school, he could only politely say, "I want to go back to my hometown." It took too long to come out, and I was afraid that my family would remember it. ”

Seeing that Xu Sicheng had no intention of letting them into the house, Wang Fulin saw that the furnishings inside were shabby, and there was even an indescribable musty smell coming out of the house, so of course he would not force him to enter the house and sit. He knew from Jiang Wenming that the poorer this kind of scholar is, the more he loves face. If you think you have a lot of money, you will not be able to help directly. Just when he and Xu Sicheng were talking about some nutritious things back and forth, Xiaobei had already asked with great interest what places Xu Guangqi had been to since he came to Nanjing before, and as she asked, she asked about those famous academies in Nanjing.

"By the way, you came to Nanjing with your father this time, have you ever been to Chongzheng Academy on Qingliang Mountain?"

"Nope." Xu Guangqi shook his head and said with some regret, "Chongzheng Academy was when Lord Geng was the first to supervise Nan Zhili. The academy built by himself, Mr. Jiao Hongjiao is even more well-known in the southeast, but this time Lord Geng presided over the township test, and Chongzheng Academy was temporarily closed, saying that it was to avoid contamination of tongues. I heard that it will be reopened after the Luming banquet today, but unfortunately I will go back with my father. ”

"You really want to go to Chongzheng Academy?" Wang Fulin didn't think about picking up seedlings to help them grow, but since he met a future generation of Western masters, he couldn't help anything else. It is still possible to achieve a little wish for the little one, and immediately asked with a smile. Seeing that Xu Guangqi glanced at his father, and then nodded, he said to Xu Sicheng with a smile, "Brother Xu, it's better to do this, you can store your luggage in the Xin'an Hall tomorrow." Let's go to Chongzheng Academy together, if it's still early when you come back, you and Ling Lang will set off to return to Songjiang Mansion, and if it's not early, you can deal with me for the night. A child rarely has a wish. Wouldn't it be best for him to achieve it? ”

Today is the second meeting with Wang Fulin, Xu Sicheng of course does not want to owe others favors, but Chongzheng Academy is not only his son wants to visit, he himself also very much hopes to be able to take a look. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the family business passed down by his father had been exhausted because of his imperial examination, he had to think about his family's livelihood, and he himself very much hoped to be able to study at Chongzheng Academy. Therefore, seeing his son's expectant gaze, he finally nodded lightly and agreed.

When he said goodbye and left this dilapidated little inn, Wang Fulin asked about Bizhu and learned that the Xu family father and son had always lived in a room of fifty wen a day, but the accumulation of small amounts was a lot, and in a total of a month, the meal money plus the room money had accumulated to three taels of silver. When Xu Sicheng was in his hometown, he relied on being a private school for others, plus selling calligraphy and paintings to make money, and never refused to take over the more lucrative paper business, because Songjiang manpower is expensive, a long-term worker gets twelve taels of silver a year, and his wife has to take an old servant to take care of a few acres of thin fields, and he sometimes helps to work. But now that Nanjing City is full of talents, calligraphy and paintings can't be sold at all, and the silver is not enough.

"It seems that the couple who sell duck blood vermicelli soup are still smart people, at least they can maintain the expenses of a family of three in Nanjing." Xiaobei said and asked Bizhu, "You didn't help with the house money of the Xu family's father and son......

"Although I had the money with me, I still didn't give it when I thought about it." Bizhu saw Wang Fulin nodding in approval, and she immediately explained, "But I asked my buddy, the shop where Xu Xianggong consigned paintings and calligraphy, why don't you go back and let people quietly buy a few paintings, and let people send money to their father and son." ”

"It's so important to do something good these days." When Xiaobei heard this, he couldn't help but mutter, and then said to Wang Fulin with a happy eyebrow, "Fortunately, I just asked that sentence, Chongzheng Academy also wants to go!" Master Geng is the chief examiner of this township examination, and it is not good for you to meet alone, so I am even worse, so it is better to go and see the academy he created. In addition to talking about his arrangement of Shi Guifang is detoxification, my mother also said that he was very knowledgeable, and he came from the Wang Xuetaizhou School, which can be regarded as having some relationship with you, not to mention the aftermath of my father's year, he also contributed, I have not thanked him, I went to visit Chongzheng Academy, which is considered to be the end of my wish. ”

Although Xiaobei did not continue, Wang Fulin naturally knew what he meant. In any case, Geng Xiang sent someone to send Hu Zongxian's coffin from the roadside grass shed in Ningguo Mansion to Jixi Longchuan, and wept bitterly to pay tribute to the coffin in person, even if Xiaobei's surname is not surnamed Hu now, of course, this favor must be remembered. So, he gently grabbed Xiaobei's hand and said with a smile: "That's the best, go to Chongzheng Academy tomorrow and count it in one fell swoop." ”

Bizhu pursed her lips and smiled, and when she entered the back door of the Xin'an Hall, she inadvertently glanced back, only to feel that a figure seemed to flash in the corner of the wall not far away, and then looked closely but there was no clue. Thinking that she was too careful, she didn't pay much attention to it, and raised her foot to cross the threshold and went in. It wasn't until the three of them disappeared inside for a long time that someone poked their heads out of the corner, but they stared in the direction of the gate for a long time.

"It's from Huizhou Mansion...... Geng Xiang dealt with his father's funeral again...... And the face that can vaguely see the outline of childhood...... Is it really ......?"

In the forty-first year of Jiajing, when Geng Xiang supervised Nan Zhili, he founded Chongzheng Academy, and personally lectured with Wang Ji, Luo Ruzheng and others. However, because Geng Xiang took the township examination ten years later, Chongzheng Academy, which has always been forbidden for students to observe, immediately closed its doors for an unprecedented month, and it was not until the day after the Luming Banquet on this day that the mountain gate was reopened to students. And Geng Xiangxiang, who had not come here all this time because of suspicion, only brought two servants and quietly came here.

Jiao Hong is Geng Xiang's proud disciple, these years Chongzheng Academy has no mountain chief, almost all of the internal and external affairs are taken care of by him, even if there are many famous Confucians who come here to give lectures, he never shows any timidity between the handovers, even if he has repeatedly failed to make the list many times, he is still famous, and has the reputation of the first talent. Now that the teacher has revisited his hometown, he accompanied him through the lecture hall and school, talking about the stories of the past, and he gradually became emotional. And Geng Xiang knew that his identity was different now, and after wandering outside for a while, he came to Jiao Hong's living house, and seeing that it was no different from the school house of ordinary students, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and compared the knowledge of the proud disciple.

It wasn't until the end that he sighed with emotion: "In the past, Mr. Yang Ming created a line of mind learning, and then continued to the Taizhou school, but many people have been too unscrupulous over the years. Some people enter Confucianism with Zen, and Confucianism enter Zen, some people swing the etiquette and law, despise Lunchang, and some people blindly indulge in fighting dragons and snakes with their bare hands, pretending to be chivalrous, and more and more lose the essence of Wang Xue! Reflexive self-examination, not empty talk, that is, things are the heart, adhering to the ethics of the sage, this is what the successors of Wang Xue should really do! ”

Speaking of this, Geng Xiang couldn't help but think of Wang Fulin's article that did not have the slightest trace of psychology, but expounded ethics very precisely, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But at this moment, someone knocked on the door outside and said, "Master Geng, Chief Jiao Shan, there is a scholar outside who brought a woman into the academy and quarreled with someone." ”

Geng directed this person, the mind is a skin, but the science is the inside, suddenly hearing this, his face sank suddenly, and he was a little angry. However, Jiao Hong was much more open-minded, and hurriedly said beside him: "Teacher, Chongzheng Academy often has scholars and family members come to look for relatives, after all, it involves human ethics, and women are never allowed to enter and leave, so ......"

"Hmph, I want to see if there are some people who get carried away with prostitutes and even regard places like Chongzheng Academy where they read sage books as some places to hide filth and dirt!"

Seeing that Geng Xiang was actually angry and went straight out, Jiao Hong was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly chased after him, but he didn't forget to call the scholar who had just come to report the news. However, the scholar did not know what had happened, and when they came to the place where there were many people, they saw a sharp voice coming from the very center.

"Today's Konan Zhili Township Test, whether the result counts or not may not be known!" (To be continued......)