On the first day of the ninth month, Zhang Yuan got up early, first went to the back garden to jump once, practiced Tai Chi twice, and was about to go back to the inner courtyard to bathe and change clothes, when he suddenly heard the "bang" sound of the small door in the back garden of the Mash River, and said in his heart: "Who came to the back door so early in the morning and kicked the door, so rude?" He went to the door and asked, "Who?" ”

No one answered, Zhang Yuan thought it was an early naughty boy who passed by here and kicked the door a few times by the way and ran away, it was probably Zhang Dingyi, that kid hadn't gone to social studies recently, and he had been traveling all day, coming to him several times, and seeing that he was listening to books or practicing calligraphy, he left boringly-

Zhang Yuan turned around and went back, didn't take two steps, and there was another "bang" kicking sound, Zhang Yuan turned around and shouted: "What person!" ”

This time there was a response, but it was not human words, but a mule whistle.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly pulled out the door bolt and opened the back door, sure enough, it was the white mule snow essence, grazing by the river early in the morning and eating a mouth full of green foam, so he came to Dongzhang's side, the white mule snow spirit is used to staying in the back garden of Zhang Yuan's house these days.

Wu Ling shouted at the entrance of the hall: "Young master, the water is ready—ha, the snow spirit is back, haha, the snow spirit likes us here." Yesterday evening, Zhang Yuan asked him to take the snow spirit back to Xizhang and return it to Zhang Dai, he was very unhappy, depressed, he didn't want to get up early in the morning to see the white mule back, he was really overjoyed, and hurriedly came over to lead the snow spirit, stroked its neck and back, very affectionate, and said to Zhang Yuan: "Young master, don't send the snow spirit back to Xizhang, okay?" ”

Where there is movement, there is a little girl rabbit pavilion, this little girl saw the white mule come back, smiled, and begged: "The young master leaves the snow spirit, the snow spirit only eats grass and does not eat." ”

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Okay, okay, just stay, I'll tell the eldest brother of the sect later." ”

Wuling and the Rabbit Pavilion were happy, circling around the white mule and snow spirit.

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After breakfast, Zhang Yuan went out with a new cloth, Xiao Xi Nu Wuling followed the waiter, first went to Xizhang to meet the ancestor Zhang Rulin, outside the door of the weeping flower instrument in the north courtyard, the maid who led him in was not the beautiful maid who blushed at a glance last time, Zhang Yuan asked casually, and the maid said: "Did the young master Jiezi say Lianxia, Lianxia's father is seriously ill, so she will not come to serve for the time being." ”

Zhang Yuanxin said: "That beautiful maid is really Lianxia, how could she be called by Zhang Cao like this?" As soon as I looked up, I saw my ancestor Zhang Rulin, wearing a Lingyun scarf and a straight robe, standing on the steps of the corridor-

Seeing Zhang Yuan coming in, Zhang Rulin smiled and said, "You came early, the old man hasn't eaten yet, so you go to the study to wait." ”

Zhang Yuan sang a promise to the clan uncle, and went to the clan uncle's study to wait, the clan uncle's study was messy, and the calligraphy, paintings, and scrolls were piled up everywhere, not that the servant was lazy, but Zhang Rulin didn't let the servant tidy up, and he couldn't find what he was looking for-

Zhang Yuan saw that there was a famous post on the desk, exquisite Songjiang Tan note, red handkerchief wrapping, on the book "Yousheng Dong Qichang worship" six small letters, Dong Qichang's words are very recognizable, small Kai is high and round, Fengshen is unique, Zhang Yuan has seen the photocopied Dong Qichang calligraphy before, this is the first time to see, it seems that the ancestor Zhang Rulin and Dong Qichang have dealings, and he must also have the opportunity to see Dong Qichang in the future.

There are a lot of books piled up on the desk of the clan uncle, all of which are books such as rhyme exegesis, a Huzhou Zhongfeng sheep is resting on the inkstone, the pen and ink are half dry, and there is a bound blank book, the first page is written a few lines in small block letters with the rope head, Zhang Yuan glanced at it casually, and the ancestor seemed to be compiling a rhyme book.

After waiting for half an hour, a servant came over and said, "Young Master Jiezi, the eldest master called you to go." ”

Zhang Yuan followed the servant to the front hall, Zhang Rulin was ready to stop, two maids, six healthy servants accompanied, Zhang Rulin took a sedan chair, Zhang Yuan took a rope sedan chair, a group of more than ten people went out to the east to the Huijixing, Wang Siren's mansion is about seven or eight miles away from the Shanyin Mansion School Palace.

After crossing the Fu River, it is the county seat of Huiji, Zhang Rulin said to Zhang Yuan: "The garden under the Huiji Mountain has not yet been built, and now he still lives in the city. He smiled again: "Mr. Tan An is very important to you, saying that Zhang Jiezi's little friend is visiting, and he wants to greet him." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The grandson of the clan recently read the thirty-six articles of Mr. Yan'an's ink, and was very surprised, I didn't expect that Shiwen could also write like this, which is very talented and imaginative, and is not inferior to the ancient texts of the Tang and Song dynasties." ”

Zhang Rulin smiled and said: "It is easy to learn Liu Qidong's Shi Wen, and it is difficult to learn Wang Yan'an's Shi Wen, you have to be careful, don't draw a tiger and become an anti-dog." ”

While talking, after the Xinghua Temple, the Xinghua Temple is surrounded by apricot trees, this late autumn season, of course, there are no apricot blossoms, the leaves are all gone, and the trees are bare.

Wang Siren's mansion is in the east of Xinghua Temple, there is a Zhang family servant who first threw the assassination report, when the two sedan chairs stopped in front of the gate of the palace, Wang Siren has already greeted him, took Zhang Rulin's hand and said with a smile: "Su Weng came so early, this is the end of the hour, and he has arrived in other counties." ”

Zhang Rulin said with a smile: "The temple is famous, and the grandchildren are eager to seek teachers, so they came to my side early this morning to wait - Zhang Yuan, don't come to see the ceremony." ”

Zhang Yuan stepped forward to salute.

Wang Siren looked Zhang Yuan up and down with a smile and said: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, Brother Zhang's demeanor is getting better, presumably because he has a lot of understanding from listening to books." ”

Zhang Rulin said: "Exactly, Zhang Yuan recently said that he had read "Thirty-six Questions on the Thirty-six Questions of Huiji Wang Ji Chong's Ink", and he had quite an understanding. ”

Wang Siren welcomed Zhang Rulin and Zhang Yuan inside, and said as he walked: "The Shanyin bookseller is hateful, and he printed my ink scroll indiscriminately, and the price was extremely high, but he didn't share half of my silver. ”

Zhang Rulin said with a smile: "Could it be that the booksellers in your county are willing to share your silver?" ”

Wang Siren said: "The bookseller is particularly hateful, when he meets me on the road, he will say Mr. Ji Chong, you are the Shiwen collection has been Luoyang paper expensive recently, the engraving has been printed in several editions, and Mr. Ji Chong's reputation has spread far and wide - and I don't share my silver, look at that spirit, it seems that I have to invite him to drink and thank him." ”

Zhang Rulin laughed.

Zhang Yuanxin said: "Mr. Tan An is very copyright-conscious. ”

The guests and hosts in the hall sat down, Zhang Yuan didn't dare to sit, and stood beside the clan uncle.

Zhang Rulin took two sips of tea and said: "Yan An also knows that I am here today, that is, I am bringing Zhang Yuan to apprentice, and the bundle ceremony has been prepared, Zhang Yuan, kowtow." ”

Wang Siren said: "Slowly, it took less than two months to teach him to write convincing texts, which is not sensitive." ”

Zhang Rulin said with a smile: "Does Tan An also know about this son's bet with others, the apprentice is just an apprentice, and the extent to which he can learn lies in himself, as for the gambling contract, he has another good plan, don't worry about him." ”

"Oh." Wang Siren looked at Zhang Yuan, with a smile on his face, and said, "That's good, but I still have to test him first." ”

Zhang Rulin said: "This son has been working hard recently, although he is tested. ”

Wang Siren first asked Zhang Yuan what books he had read recently, and after listening to Zhang Yuan's answer, he nodded and said, "Really diligent." He asked Zhang Yuan six questions about the two books "Eight Great Literary Notes" and "Article Authenticity", and Zhang Yuan answered them one by one.

Zhang Rulin twisted his beard and jaw, obviously very satisfied with the answer of his grandson, these questions raised by Wang Siren are not ordinary rote memorization can be answered.

Wang Siren praised: "This son is very intelligent, and his analysis is as subtle as an old Confucian, how is this the insight of a child!" Okay, you stay with me, I will teach you for three months, and you will have three months to teach me the essence of the times that I have understood, of course, this is just a peek at the door, and to really write eight shares well, at least three years of grinding. ”

Zhang Yuan immediately solemnly bowed to the teacher, Wang Siren left his ancestors and grandchildren for lunch, Zhang Yuan wanted to go back to report to his mother, and returned to Shanyin with his uncle in the afternoon, saying that he would come to Wang Siren's house again in the Ming Dynasty, and he would be regarded as a disciple of the door, and he would live in Wang's house in order to be taught day and night.

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