After spending the night in the ancient town, the next morning, the welcoming team surrounded the moon and set off for the capital of Yanzhou.

But only Zhu Zhifu and Fang Yingwu were invited to Shang Xianggong's boat, drinking tea and chatting all the way, and the others could only envy in vain and get on their own boats.

The fleet went up the river and was naturally much slower than when it came. It is the late autumn season, the scenery on both sides of the strait is gloomy, if the business minister is not in a good career, dismissal and return to his hometown, at this time may have to see the scene and sadness.

But this time, the prime minister of Shang was a success without regrets, but after getting tired of the heavy government affairs of the cabinet and the intrigue of the temple, he returned to his hometown with the official title of a scholar of the palace of the young security officer and the secretary of the ministry.

At the time of continuous changes in the four dynasties of orthodoxy, Jingtai, Tianshun and Chenghua, thirty years of meritorious deeds in a flash, with the name of Ding Xuan in history, the monarch and the minister of the society are good at the beginning and the end of the history books, how many people are so perfect?

Therefore, the bleak autumn breeze does not affect the happy mood of Shang Xianggong returning to the mountains and forests, which is a complete sense of relief after letting go of the burden of life.

Those who have been in the reception know that as long as the big guy is in a good mood and everything is pleasing to the eye, then the escorts will be relaxed, not to mention the elders who are tolerant of people like the reception businessman.

Therefore, after Zhu Zhifu and Fang Yingwu adapted to the prime minister at first sight, they were not too restrained and nervous on the road, and they were also relaxed, chatting with the prime minister, and unconsciously arrived at Fucheng.

At this time, it was late, according to the meaning of Shang Xianggong, he did not move the people into the city, and he stayed in Fuchun Station outside the east gate of Fucheng that night.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, all the officials of the two yamen of Yanzhou Mansion and Jiande County gathered outside Fuchunyi, waiting to see the elder.

In the morning, the elder of the pavilion met with the local officials, and had a banquet at noon, and in the afternoon, the elder of the merchant pavilion let the county officials disperse, and then went to the Yanzhou Mansion under the hug of the government officials.

Under normal circumstances, it is a strange move for a dignified old man to visit the government. According to the rules of Ming officialdom, if the official is in a certain place, the magistrate must take the initiative to go to the accommodation to meet him. It is rare to hear of Shangguan taking the initiative to go to the yamen of his subordinates, which is regarded as an act of self-surrender.

Moreover, the fact that the upper officials went to the lower-level yamen to make a prestige was also a kind of damage to the authority of the lower-level officials, and they were very disliked by the officials.

But this time is more special, because more than 60 years ago, Shang Ge Lao's father worked as a small official in the Yanzhou Mansion, and Shang Ge Lao himself was also born in the Yanzhou Mansion Yaguan Residence.

So when he came to the end of his political career, he went to the place where he was born to revisit, feel nostalgic, and sigh about life.

The official residence where Shangge's old father lived had already been sealed by the Yanzhou Mansion and had been no longer in use since more than 20 years ago.

The government said to his colleagues: "I heard the old man in the government say that on the night when the old man was born, there was fairy music fluttering, as if falling from the sky!" At that time, Lord Taishou thought it was a miracle, and at that time, the old family was very poor, and Lord Taishou paid for it himself."

Fang Yingwu was in front of the crowd, and when he heard these jokes, he laughed secretly. The people of the world are accustomed to this, and whoever wants to develop it will almost inevitably be accompanied by all kinds of mythical legends. If he can have such an achievement as Shang Xianggong in the future, he must be born with a hundred birds, a room full of red light, and immortals going down to earth to send children or something.

Okay, Fang Yingwu, as the representative of the masses who went to the county border to greet the old Shangge, should have completed his mission honorably, but he was cheeky and mixed in with the accompanying people and did not leave.

It's just that others see him as having a good demeanor, he seems to be quite promising, and he is a small fellow villager who can talk to the old Shangge, so they don't bother to drive him away, and they can't offend people for saving a few taels of silver, so they let him follow.

What's more, everyone knows that after Shang Xianggong returned home, he planned to build a academy and personally teach the children of his clan. In this context, the old man of the Heavenly Merchant Pavilion took the initiative to ask Fang Yingwu's teacher, and it happened that Fang Yingwu did not have a serious teacher.

So it is inevitable that there will be some rumors, the Tao is that the Shang Xianggong may intend to let Fang Yingwu study with the descendants of his clan, wouldn't that be equivalent to accepting apprentices?

In fact, Fang Yingwu himself was also moved. He didn't think much about it before he came, his main goal was to get acquainted with him in front of the old Shangge, and slowly look for opportunities to make friends in Chun'an County in the future, and he definitely didn't dare to expect to be able to apprentice.

But at the banquet the day before yesterday, his performance was beyond expectations, and after attracting the attention of the old Shang Pavilion and asking him about his mentorship, Fang Yingwu couldn't help but think about it, and began to think a little about it.

If it can really be officially included under the wall of the old gate of the Shangge, it will be a well-known business card! Imagine that if you can write a sentence on your resume if you go out to travel or participate in the imperial examination in the future, how face-saving it will be, and others will look up to it when they see it.

But does Shang Xianggong have this mind? Was it a deliberate inquiry or a casual remark? No one can say this, and it is impossible to ask directly.

Doubts about personal encounters lingered in my heart, Fang Yingwu was very troubled by gains and losses, and I didn't sleep well last night, and I didn't sleep well all day today, and I was very low-key in the accompanying team.

After the nostalgia of the mansion was completed, Shang Xianggong was ready to be invited to visit the embankment outside the south gate. The last time Ge Lao went to Yanzhou Mansion was when he was in Chenghua for three years, when Zhu Zhifu had not yet taken office, and the South Gate Embankment had not been completed.

However, when I came out of the government, there was a small episode.

There was a middle-aged man who wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the officer. He jumped across the crowd and said, "Fang Yingwu!" When will the money you owe the house be over? You took the test ticket as collateral, and you wanted to escape! ”

Fang Yingwu was sweating profusely and apologized to the Shang Xianggong: "The kid has no form, he has no money left when he comes to Fucheng to take the exam, and he owes money for the house." I don't want to disturb the elder of the pavilion. ”

Shang Shi smiled slightly and asked, "Isn't Ling Zun in the middle of the Yuan?" Is your house still poor? ”

Fang Yingwu replied: "Fame is only to solve the difficulties of the clansmen, how dare you treat the fame of the court as a fortune." ”

Since ancient times, it has been said that the rich are not benevolent, and poverty is morally superior. When it comes to poor readers, with a little guidance, it is easy to think of praise words such as noble conduct and diligence.

Shang Ge himself was also poor when he was a child, his grandfather hunted for a living, and his father served as a servant, all relying on his talent and hard work to get ahead.

When he saw that Fang Yingwu was so poor that he couldn't afford the exam room today, he thought of his own time, and he felt a little more good after empathizing.

Without mentioning it, but when he said that outside the south gate, Shang Xianggong saw with his own eyes that the sturdy and majestic stone embankment blocked the surging river, and praised: "It is honest and virtuous to save the people from floods!" ”

Zhu Zhifu said in detail: "The capital city of Yanzhou is located at the confluence of the three streams, the water volume is huge, and the south gate is often flooded, damaging the houses and eroding the city wall, and the people have suffered for a long time.

Fortunately, there are many mountains and rocks in the house, and the lower officials have planned to repair the embankment since they took office, and instructed the people from all over the world to move the boulders to the south of the city, and it took several years to build it. This embankment is more than 300 zhang long, 4 zhang high and wide, and the flood is no longer a problem! ”

Someone else joked: "Since then, the embankment has been completed, and there is one more street along the river at the south gate, and today's tea shops are densely packed, and it has become a prosperous scene." ”

Shang Xianggong walked a few steps forward with great interest, stood on the edge of the majestic and tall river embankment, looked at the green and clear Xin'an River under his feet, and raised his eyes to see the surging river flowing to the east, and said: "Beautiful! Can there be a poem to write about it? ”

The big guy spoke, and everyone who accompanied them bowed their heads to meditate, searched their intestines and scraped their stomachs, and the embankment was silent for a while, quietly like the night was about to fall.

At this time, Fang Yingwu was still some distance away from Shang Ge Lao, although he was looking at the beautiful scenery, he was absent-minded, and he was still struggling with the question of whether he could apprentice or not.

When Fang Yingwu was wandering away, he heard the old Shang Pavilion asking for poetry, and it happened that at this moment, there was a white-haired old fisherman by the river singing fishing songs and driving back in a boat, and entered everyone's field of vision. Fang Ying felt something, and subconsciously recited casually:

"The rolling green river is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

Before Fang Yingwu recited this poem, the crows were silent, and after the recitation, they were even more silent, and everyone was stunned.

It is hard to imagine that such a bold poem with vicissitudes of life comes from the mouth of a young man, everyone is a cultural person, and he knows very well that words of this level are only afraid that it will be difficult to hear in this life!

Even Shang Yu himself was stunned, or immersed in the meaning of the word. This Linjiang Immortal sees through the world, sees through the past and the present, and is free and uninhibited. cut into the state of mind of Shang Zhen who left a strong mark on the history books, and was ready to retire to the countryside leisurely, which was very compatible.

After a long time, Shang Xianggong took a deep look at Fang Yingwu and sighed: "After the old man returns to his hometown, he is going to build a academy and come to teach the children of the clan to study. ”

When Fang Yingwu heard this, his heart was full of ecstasy to get what he wanted, and he studied with the children of the old clan of the Shang Pavilion, wouldn't that be a disciple of the next generation? This nuclear-weapon-level masterpiece is not a waste.

But he heard Shang Ge Lao continue: "But you have a world in your chest, and the pattern is definitely not under people, and the future will be a great thing."

The old man consciously can't teach you anything, but I'm afraid that the world will say that the old man has formed a gang and sold his reputation in the name of accepting apprentices. In the future, you will still be a year-old friend who sings poetry and harmony! ”

New Year's Friend? Fang Yingwu felt like he had stepped on a sudden brake, and he secretly complained for a while. On the surface, the status of the year-old friend is higher than that of the younger disciples, which is to elevate the status, and the business minister looks up to himself more.

But this kind of thing is not written on the personal resume! Where is the relationship between master and apprentice, practical people report their families, and often say who my teacher is, but how have I ever seen myself introduce myself and say who I am a friend of the year?

Fang Yingwu regretted it and hated to beat his chest. Today is too hot, too much, too much! Linjiang Immortal, a word that has never come after him, how can he grasp it after taking it out!

But there is also a group of inconsiderate people who keep congratulating and saying "congratulations" around him, and he wants to pretend that he can't help himself.

The prime minister of Sanyuan can afford you, do you dare to be excited? How can it be true!