To be honest, Wu Jie felt that Steward Song was still a good person, at least the last time he came to withdraw from his relatives, he was polite to him, and he looked ashamed of doing something wrong.

This man is kind and not annoying.

Wu Jie knows the temper of the moth, and he may not be able to say something ugly later.

Not wanting to embarrass this old man, Wu Jie pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, and said with a smile: "Steward Song is here, what kind of wind blew you over?" ”

"Ah, it turned out to be Wu Gongzi." Seeing Wu Jie coming in, Steward Song was greatly surprised, and replied: "Naturally, the wind that is rushing and the sky is high and the ape is mourning, and the old slave is blown over." ”

Wu Jie smiled: "You also know this poem, Steward Song is an elegant person." ”

"How can I not know that the word and poem of Gongzi have now shaken the entire Chengdu Mansion. People say that Gongzi's poetry is not only our Sichuan, even if you look at the whole world, it is also first-class. Steward Song looked a little excited: "The old slave doesn't know what is good about Gongzi's poems, but the ministers who listen to the reading in private talk quietly, saying that Gongzi's "Linjiang Immortal" has been compared with the uncle's old man. As for the seven-character quatrain, I'm afraid it's better than his. What kind of character is the uncle, the son can't even compare to him, naturally it's amazing. ”

Before Wu Jie could speak, the moth next to him shouted in surprise: "Ah, my son-in-law's poems are so good, Steward Song, you won't be a fool, right?" I only know what poetry meeting the young master attended once when he went to your Tang family, and what the specific situation was, but I didn't hear anyone talk about it. ”

Mozi was already angry with the Tang family, and the poetry club Wu Jie had to go because he got the order of the county, and he fell asleep after coming back, and he didn't mention it once

Moth didn't care much about it, so he didn't ask.

"How dare I?" Steward Song couldn't help jumping to his feet, and swore a curse: "If the old slave has half a lie, let the thunder in the sky accept me." ”

His expression became more and more excited: "When it was said that the talents from the entire Chengdu Mansion who participated in the poetry meeting, together with the old man and the professor of the university, all of them came to the famous man who was famous all over the world, and all of them unanimously praised Wu Gongzi's poems and unanimously recommended Wu Gongzi as the head of the poetry meeting. ”

"Ah, the first place, the entire Chengdu Mansion...... Or even the whole of Sichuan? Moth opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak: "Then why haven't I heard anyone talk about this in the past few days?" ”

Wu Jie also felt strange, and looked at Steward Song with a puzzled gaze.

Steward Song smiled and said, "Moth girl, there are more than 60,000 households in the entire Xinjin County, and the number of literate people together is no more than 600, and most of them are squires with status......

Wu Jie immediately understood that those who were able to participate in that kind of cultural meeting could be regarded as people with status and status in the entire Chengdu Mansion, and they were in the upper class. He and Mozi walked in the streets and alleys of the market all day long, and they came into contact with ordinary people. Ordinary people don't care about the trends in the literary world, poetry and songs.

In fact, the gentry, scholars, and ordinary citizens of the Ming Dynasty were people from two worlds at all, and it was normal not to hear the news of that poetry meeting.

There are more than 60,000 households in Xinjin County, a population of three or four hundred thousand, and a total of only five or six hundred literate people.

Now that he has become famous because of the word poetry, he can be regarded as squeezing into the mainstream society. If you can gain fame and fame and blend into the ruling class, your future will be very good.

In this way, even if you completely cross into this world in the future, it is 10,000 times better than being a mediocre little white-collar worker in modern times.

Thinking of this, Wu Jie was in a good mood for a while, and asked, "Steward Song, what are you doing here with me this time?" ”

"Old slave, old slave ......" Steward Song looked embarrassed, and said a few words, but he couldn't continue.

"If you have something to say, say it." Moth was a little unhappy, and said, "If it's okay, please go back." ”

After speaking, he picked up the broom and made a gesture to sweep the yard and drive Steward Song out.

Wu Jie suddenly remembered something, grabbed the moth, and said with a smile: "Don't rush to catch up with Steward Song, he still has a good thing to say." ”

"Nothing good, I don't think it's good for him." Moth said angrily.

Wu Jie: "Steward Song is here to send me money, Mozi, haven't you always loved money?" I forgot, the last poetry meeting, the old man of the Tang family offered a reward of one hundred taels of silver, saying that whoever could take the first place, the one hundred taels of silver was his, unfortunately, I won the first place in Wu Festival. ”

"Who loves money?" Moth's nose curled and he rejoiced: "There is such a good thing, why haven't I heard you talk about it before." It's been more than ten days, and the Tang family is thinking about sending money over, do they want to pay the bill! As he spoke, he spread out his hand and chased after Steward Song for money.

Steward Song hurriedly said Girl, don't worry, it's us who are not thoughtful, and we have delayed for a while, please forgive me, no, I will send money today.

Hurriedly took out a bag of silver and handed it to Moth.

Moth took it happily and waved his hand impatiently: "Thank you, Steward Song, the silver has been received, you can go back." ”

"The old slave still has something to say to Wu Gongzi." Steward Song looked at Wu Jie pitifully.

Wu Jie was also strange in his heart, more than ten days have passed, and the Tang family has sent someone to send a reward, and things don't want to be as simple as they seem on the surface.

His expression perked up, and he grabbed the moth with an unhappy face: "Steward Song, please have something to say." ”

Steward Song: "Actually, the little one came to Wu Gongzi this time to invite Gongzi to study in our Tang family's Muma Mountain House." ”

"Reading, I don't have this idea for the time being." Wu Jie shook his head, smiled faintly, and refused.

To be honest, it's not interesting to go to the Tang family to study now. Perhaps, Yang Zongzhi is a mentor with real talents, and he can learn some real skills after studying under him for a few years.

The problem is that the current relationship between me and the Tang family is not embarrassing or embarrassing, and I went to meet the Tang family, who are full of anger every day, isn't it boring to be self-deprecating?

Even if you want to learn the real skills, you can't find any information on the computer. Besides, you can't read the books in the library for a lifetime, so why go to the classroom and sit like a goose and be hit by the teacher with a wrench.

What exactly is learning, it is not the imperial examination, there are eight sample essays and exam questions in hand, and nothing can be passed. If he learns purely out of interest, Wu Jie prefers to study on his own, at least much more efficiently than being victimized by cramming in the classroom.

The most important thing is that the government exam is about to start, and it's too late to memorize the exam questions, who has the time to go to the school to see the stinky face of the Tang family?

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