"This friend, looking at the face of the student, you are also a friend of the third young man?"

Although Wan Yufei is a royal prince and has a very high status, everyone respectfully calls him a third master, but he also has to be with whom.

Those present are all in the land south of the Yangtze River, and the descendants of the big families have seen a lot in the world, and the royal relatives are like that.

Not to mention that there is a sister who is a concubine, even if she is a vassal king, what can she do, and she is not at the mercy of the land south of the Yangtze River.

That is, Wan Guifei was favored, so that everyone looked up to it, otherwise seriously, even if it was the royal Wu family, in the previous dynasty, it was only on an equal footing with them, who could be more noble than whom.

"The Wang family of Jinshan Mansion, Wang Xu, I have seen all of you."

Wang Xu smiled and arched his hand to the person who came to talk.

"The Wang family of Jinshan Mansion, oh, I know, it's the little family that makes glass beads."

"It turned out to be him, tsk, he came to prepare for Enke's exam, I heard that this person is talented!"

"What kind of talent, if we don't need to keep a low profile, how can there be anything about their four talents."

"That is, the so-called four talents, a few of them can be named on the gold list, and a few can achieve great Confucianism, just listen to it, it can't be true."

Hearing Wang Xu report to his home, everyone present talked about it, and few took him seriously.

The family, what is the family, it is the family that can influence the government and politics, and even the emperor has to back down.

The iron-clad family, the flowing dynasty, the real top family, there are great Confucians from generation to generation, and many readers regard them as classic classics, which are themselves written by the ancestors of these families.

The children of the poor family, the old and the young, can only support a scholar.

It's reading, and while reading, I have to worry about my livelihood, and how many people borrow the money to take the exam.

Not to mention apprenticeship, most of the children of the poor family have no teachers at all, and some are also registered disciples.

Even Wang Xu, before he entered Xue Mushan's door, the queen mother's greatest expectation of him was only to worship in the name of Zhang Juren in the county.

Zhang Juren is seventy-six years old, and he has to control the four girls every day, how much knowledge can be left in his head.

He, the son-in-law of the squire's family, is like this, let alone a real disciple of the Han family.

How to read the children of the poor family, when they were young, they were sent to the town to study, and if they read well, they were children in eighteen or nineteen middle schools, and then they went to the county school for further study, and they would strive to be admitted to the examination within three or five years.

They all borrowed their books, and the teacher talked about them again, and they went to figure it out themselves.

If there is something I don't understand, I asked the teacher, and the teacher didn't understand it, because he also read it like this back then, and the lecture notes were all understood by himself.

In the hearts of 10,000 people, there are 10,000 Analects, the benevolent see the benevolent, the wise see the wise, Mencius read the benevolence and righteousness, and Xunzi read the inherent evil of human nature.

As for the annotation, I'm sorry, it's something that the family doesn't allow to reveal, and it's also a kind of literary blockade.

Even if there is a commentary, there are many meanings of a sentence in different contexts, and there is not only one answer.

I only read one kind of annotation, and I scribbled it in the examination room, and there were many people who didn't match the title.

Among the great families, there is not only one great Confucian, according to their different understandings, a book of poetry, there may be more than a dozen kinds of commentaries.

I have seen a lot, there are many conditions to choose, there are things I don't understand, there are Confucian elders in the family, just ask for advice, so it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family since ancient times.

It's not that it can't get out, but it's hard.

Just like in modern times, two peasant parents who can't do math in the sixth grade of primary school can't answer their children's questions.

Make-up classes, this is even more difficult, parents have a low level of education, unless they are in business, or farming for a living, or working in a factory, that little salary is only to maintain daily expenses, how can there be spare money for children to make up for classes.

Therefore, the gap has always been there, and the son of a university professor will not go to the construction site to carry cement.

The son of the bank president is not afraid of not being able to get a loan.

Throughout the ages, in the land south of the Yangtze River, there has always been a saying of talented people.

But among those talents, a few of them have become great Confucians, and the vast majority of the so-called talents have not even passed the Jinshi exam, and they have been wandering around lifting people all their lives.

As soon as Wang Xu reported to his home, the people present looked at him with contempt in their eyes.

Wang Xu doesn't care about this, the gap between him and these people is not in the family, but in time.

Ten years from now, I don't know how many people look down on him today are not qualified to give him a prayer post.

These people don't look down on him, he still doesn't look down on these people, if he can't still use it, Wang Xu won't come to Zuiyang Tower at all.

"Wang Xu, do you remember me? Six years ago, Xue Daru took you on a tour of the West Lake, and we had a relationship on the West Lake. At that time, my second uncle was painting, and asked you to improvise a poem, and you wrote a poem that looked at the mountains from afar, and listened to the silence of the water up close, so that my second uncle admired your poems. ”

In the crowd, one person stood up and took the initiative to find Wang Xu.

Wang Xu looked at this person for a long time, he was only 11 years old six years ago, and he only had one side, he didn't dare to recognize this person if he didn't speak.

"You are Min Hui, the nephew of Grandmaster Min Daozi!"

Wang Xu thought for a long time, Min Daozi was the master of painting who took him to visit before the teacher left.

At that time, there was a child about the same age as Min Daozi, who seemed to invite him to go to the river to touch shrimp together.

After all, he is not a child, he is not interested in going into the water to touch shrimp, and he does not want to play with bear children, so he broke up a little unhappily.

"Haha, I said you look familiar, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Min Hui laughed, laughed until the words changed later, and said: "Over the years, my second uncle has been saying that you are the most talented teenager he has ever met, and he will definitely achieve great achievements in the future." Seriously, I'm not convinced, you improvised poems back then, which won the praise of my second uncle, and if you can still improvise a poem today, I will be convinced of you. ”

Hearing Min Hui's words, everyone present became interested and eager to try it one by one.

They are all in the land south of the Yangtze River, and the disciples of the major families are not bad at asking themselves for their talents, but the family is used to keeping a low profile, so they have not been in the limelight.

The four great talents in Jiangnan have always been famous, and Wang Xu, as one of the four talents with the highest gold content, is not without secret comparisons.

Although Wang Xu's aura is a bit dazzling, he will not be convinced.

After all, poetry is just a trail, and the real avenue is the article and the policy of governing the country.

They don't believe that they will be inferior to others in articles and governance, and they really don't like Wang Xu, who has always been in the limelight.

"I have a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and everyone says that you are a poet, let's see if you are so godly today."

There are people who are not afraid of big things, so they brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and personally spread it out for Wang Xu, wanting to see him make a fool of himself in public.

Poetry is so easy to write, Cao Zijian, who is known as a talented man with eight buckets and seven steps to be able to write poetry, cannot write famous articles every time.

Some people have already thought that as long as Wang Xu can't write it, he will personally go down and fight with him for articles and statecraft.

When the time comes, it will also make people see that the so-called four great talents in Jiangnan are not as good as the sons and daughters of their group of big families, compared with the deep water in the big families, the so-called talents are just jokes.

"Interesting, my poetry and law have been praised by more than one Confucian, but I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who disobey me!"

Wang Xu picked up the brush and didn't write it for the first time, but said with a smile: "If I lose, I will sweep the floor wisely, and if I win, I won, but there is no benefit, this is not good." Let's bet that if my poems are well written and you can't find fault, you'll join forces and treat me to a drink. The writing is not good, I will say when I meet people, the four talents deceive the world and steal their reputation, they are all a group of showmen, what do you think? ”

When everyone heard this, they invited a meal of wine if they lost, as if they had nothing to lose, and said in unison: "A gentleman's word!" ”

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Wang Xu smiled, there are no three-thirds, how dare they go to Liangshan, why should this group of people fight with him.

Could it be that they are from a big family, have a good father, and have a good worth?