Chapter 210: Vanishing Time Medium
Almost everyone in the world has thought that they are extraordinary! Just like King Chen Sheng who shouted 'The prince will have a kind of Xiangning', so is Ye Yong.
Sima Qian listed Chen Sheng with the princes, Ye Yong didn't have the intention of being a prince, he just wanted to restore the world to what it should be, at least, Ye Yong hoped that people like his wife in the world would never end up depressed, at least, after being trampled on face, he would not be scolded by the so-called adults in the court, and then draw the board!
How easy is it, how difficult is it?
Ye Yong firmly believes that his extraordinariness will never be defeated by time and those innate magnates.
Therefore, even at this time, even if he is just a miscellaneous servant in the academy, Ye Yong still hopes that he can read more here, and then jump out of the humility of this person.
However, Humility never jumped out, he burned Mr., so he knelt nervously, thinking that he should say some humble words to ask Mr. for forgiveness, but in that case, when it came to his mouth, Ye Yong couldn't say it anyway, and his chest was stuffy for a while.
No one wants to kneel, but you have to bend your spine and knees!
Therefore, even if Ye Yong was kneeling, he tried to keep his spine straight!
The scalded gentleman didn't scold, but just flicked off the water stains on his sleeve, looked at Ye Yong and sighed, and said, "Chen Sheng, Xiang Yu, they are all mistaken by the pretentiousness and rigidity in their bones!" People, sometimes admit themselves and recognize themselves, maybe they will live more freely! ”
The gentleman went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
Ye Yong hunched his waist, his body twisted, trembling and curled up together.
A sentence of pretentiousness, cold and cruel, shattered the last trace of dignity of many ordinary people! Even the last fig leaf that covers humility has been removed for you!
Ye Yong didn't believe it, and he was also unwilling, he secretly carried the book that Mr. had forgotten on the table in his arms, blatantly, regardless of the cost, extremely stupid!
After applying the medicine, the gentleman came back and disappeared from the book on the table, only lowered his eyebrows and drank the residual tea, and rested on the chair.
So Ye Yong picked up Mr.'s pen and Mr.'s paper again...... As for the inkstone engraved with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, Ye Yong didn't take it after all, and when he retreated, Ye Yong knocked his head three times outside the door, crying silently.
This time, he knelt willingly.
The errand of miscellaneous servants, Ye Yong did it for two years, during the day, the broom was the pen in his hand, and the courtyard was the paper on the case.
At the end of the fourth year of Yongzheng, Jingshi ushered in an unprecedented cold.
The goose feather snow has not stopped for three days, the snow is over the knees, the road is inconvenient to walk, the rich and noble people have brocade hats and mink furs, hold charcoal fires, cook hot wine, and do not delay fun.
The officials in the street rubbed their hands together and pulled the wheelbarrow, and carried out one after another ice-like corpses from under the city wall, and threw them onto the wheelbarrow, not forgetting to spit on them, and scolding the dead men for adding so many sinful drudgeries to them.
At this time, the students of the academy also stopped their classes, and only took the homework assigned by the husband, and went home to cultivate.
The gentlemen in the academy gathered together when they had nothing to do, and ordered to make wine in the pavilion at the back of the academy.
Ye Yong and two or three handymen burned charcoal to add tea and pour wine.
It's just that the snow is a bit heavier.
The gentlemen who drank thought it was elegant, and made a poem with snow as the word.
Ye Yong was fascinated by what he heard, but he found that only the gentleman who was the leader, his frowning brows had never been opened, and Ye Yong had stolen this gentleman's book!
Gentlemen all have university questions in the end.
The poetry order lasted for half an hour, and there was no winner or loser, and the gentlemen's poetry order changed from 'plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses plum and a piece of incense' to Confucius and Mencius's poems and calligraphy.
Even if it is the Four Books and Five Classics, the gentlemen present are all answering like a stream, it is difficult to distinguish between them, the wine is hot and cold, cold and hot, no one drank the first cup, all the gentlemen stood still in the cold wind, and the export became a chapter, such a look made Ye Yongyan envious.
Wine must be drunk by someone before it can be considered wine!
Therefore, the Four Books and Five Classics have become the hundred schools of thought, "Laozi", "Zhuangzi" and "Xunzi......
At this time, a gentleman finally shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a guilty face, and drank a few glasses of wine one after another.
The gentleman at the head still hasn't touched a glass of wine.
The literati had the intention of winning, just like the snow in the sky, once it fell, it would be raised one after another, and they would not stop until the world became plain and white.
The hundred schools of thought finally became the twenty-first history, "Historical Records", "Book of Han" and "Book of Jin......
There is obviously less and less wine on the table......
When the gentleman at the head read out "At the end of the great merit, you can get the crown and marry the daughter", it finally fell cold, and after a few moments, the rest of the gentlemen raised their glasses together, and only said: "If you look at the high talent of the brother, we are ashamed of ourselves!" ”
Someone else said: "Brother Zhu is tired of being a scholar of Wenhua Palace, and he has supervised Shaanxi, how can he be compared to ordinary people like us!" ”
That Mr. Zhu was still frowning, as if he had something on his mind.
Just as everyone raised their glasses to punish themselves, they suddenly heard someone blurted out next to them: "At the end of the great merit, you can get a crown to marry a daughter, and you can't marry yourself, and you can say "Liang Shu, Volume 38, Zhu Yi He Chen"! ”
Mr. Zhu stopped the wine cup in his hand and looked at Ye Yong in surprise, for a while, his face was red, his eyes were intertwined, and his expression was complicated......
Ye Yong knew that he was speechless, and bowed his head and was silent.
Mr. Zhu, who was the leader, angrily reprimanded: "You are a cheap servant, and you are lucky enough to read two sentences of the article, and you are cheeky to come and show off ......"
Ye Yong's face was pale, the indescribable sadness in his heart, the hand holding the wine kept trembling, what to say, but Mr. Zhu was very excited, and said: "The end of winter is so cold, and it snows so heavily, I am afraid that the land is covered with ice and snow, and it is difficult to transform in spring, how to cultivate...... Born with such a strange phenomenon, the people are afraid that they will suffer again! ”
With that, he waved his hand and left.
As soon as he walked outside the court, a small servant held a letter to Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu checked that the red wax on the letter was intact, and then saw the handwriting on the envelope, which only read: "Teacher Zhu Gong personally opened".
In the room, Zhu Ruozhan opened the wax seal, and only looked at the meaning of Qingning's free and easy handwriting revealed in the handwriting, and he knew who wrote it.
See the paper written: "Grace is on the top, the disciple bows, since the disciple entered the county for more than two years, and finally lived up to the teacher's teachings, got the name of the person, and when the weather was warm after spring, the disciple set off from Jiangxi to catch up with Beijing, in order to prepare for the imperial court examination......"
The inscription is: disciple Yuan Shouding.
This is always good news, Zhu Ruozhan smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows were full of relief, but this disciple, although he is studious, is nostalgic for the way of easy counting, which is really not good!
Zhu Ruozhan pressed this matter, but remembered in his mind that in the Fang Cai Pavilion, the miscellaneous servants who were reprimanded by themselves, it would not work if they were not reprimanded, all of them here were talented and famous scholars, so abrupt, I really don't know what to do, if you enter school in the future, how do you ask these gentlemen to buy themselves? You must not be excluded, and your career is worrying!
Zhu Ruozhan closed his eyes and thought hard, he had very little contact with this son, and he didn't know what his heart was, how could he rashly recommend him for admission, but in two years, he had studied to such an extent, and the hardships were ......
If he missed such a hard-working junior like this, he Zhu Ruozhan was at peace in his heart, and sat until the night was dark, Zhu Ruozhan got up, shook his head and sighed bitterly, just look at his own creation!
Zhu Ruozhan made up his mind, and after dawn, he asked the name of the handyman, and he accompanied the old face and changed his good name for him, which was worthy of his heart!
It snowed heavily overnight, and at dawn the day the snow was deep again.
Zhu Ruozhan rushed to the academy, but heard the sound of abuse in the miscellaneous room of the academy, Zhu Ruozhan usually did not care about such mundane matters, but today he wanted to change the good name for the miscellaneous servant, so he had to move over.
As soon as he stepped in, he listened to the steward scolding: "Cheap slave, I don't know the sky and the earth is thick, there are a lot of things waiting to be done in the academy, but this guy picked a picker and ran away, he used to see that he was diligent, I thought he was a down-to-earth guy, who wants to ...... today"
The steward patted his thigh: "Oh, how is this good, the snow in this yard needs to be swept away, the firewood in the firewood house is not enough, and the warm carbon for the gentlemen should also be purchased......"
Zhu Ruozhan lowered his eyebrows and walked into the wing, the room was extremely cold, only a thin quilt on the bed, and the quilt was wrapped in a clean cloth......
For some people, after being humble for a long time, the worthless backbone has become more and more important......
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