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Chapter 6: It's superficial on paper

Since they knew that Zhang Yuan listened very seriously, Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan did not dare to be careless. They cheered up and took turns reading. It took them an hour and a half to finish reading the first volume of "Collection and Commentary of the Spring and Autumn Classics". Zhang Yuan had to leave two

The two gentlemen had lunch, but Fan and Zhan resolutely resigned, saying that they would come back to study for Young Master Jiezi at the end of the afternoon, and that they did not dare to neglect Young Master Yanke's instructions.

Zhang Yuan was in a happy mood. After listening to the book for nearly two months, this morning was the most enjoyable. In the past, Zhang Cai and Wu Ling had stumbled over their words and mispronounced many words. He had to guess at the same time while listening. It was so effortless.

It's fine now. Youfan and Zhan are reading for me. They read it quickly and easily. Now that I think about it again, the first volume I just listened to, page by page, is as vivid as the present, and I have memorized it all.

Zhang Yuan thought: "Fan and Zhan are just boys, but their knowledge is not low. At least they have read the Four Books and Five Classics thoroughly. It seems that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty are not so easy to pass, and they are equivalent to famous university students in later generations."

In the next few days, Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan came to Zhang Yuan's house twice a day to read "The Spring and Autumn Classics" for Zhang Yuan. They read two volumes a day, sometimes finishing one volume. It was still early, so Zhang Yuan asked Fan,

Zhan and his wife asked for advice on some classic questions——

Being able to ask questions after reading means that you understand the book and can think. What surprised Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan even more was that when young Zhang Yuan asked questions, he quoted the original text of the scriptures and recited them aloud, but there were very few mistakes or omissions!

In addition to asking for advice on the classics, Zhang Yuan also asked Fan and Zhan about current affairs, government orders, customs, and livelihood——

The Qing Dynasty's guests were officials, gentry, and traders. They had a lot of knowledge and experience. By talking to them, you could understand a lot of things that you couldn't understand in books. This was exactly what Zhang Yuan needed. The original Zhang Yuan was younger and more experienced.

He is ignorant and knows too few things. Although he is relatively familiar with the major historical events of the late Ming Dynasty, such as the "Battle of Saarhu", "Three Major Cases of the Late Ming Palace", "The Controversy between the Eunuch Party and Donglin"...

…But what you see on paper is ultimately shallow. The long river of history is made up of small things. If you cannot fully understand the world you live in, how can you make the best of things in this extraordinary period, or even stand out?

Fan Zhen is a talkative person, talking about anecdotes and knowledge is more interesting than studying. Although Zhan Shiyuan didn't talk much, what he said was quite insightful, such as "If you have a low destiny, you will get the three wests", which means Shanxi, Jiangxi and Shaanxi.

It is not easy to be an official in Shanxi and Shaanxi. The land is barren, the folk customs are fierce, and tax resistance occurs from time to time. However, Jiangxi has more people and less land, and many people go out to seek food. In the two capitals and thirteen provinces, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, and fortune-telling are all

He is from Jiangxi and cannot receive their taxes——

Hearing Zhan Shiyuan talk about Sanxi, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but think: "Li Zicheng of Shaanxi and Zhang Xianzhong were probably born at this time. These two evil stars seem to be the same age."



That evening, Fan and Zhan came out from reading a book for Zhang Yuan and went around to the back to return to Xizhang via the three-arch stone bridge. They saw Zhang E directing the craftsmen to build a bamboo pavilion under the arch bridge, saying it was cool here.

Reading and playing chess in the pavilion are pleasant——

Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan looked at each other. As long as there is a heavy rain, the three arches of the stone bridge will have to cross the water, and the bamboo pavilion will be washed away by the water. This is simply throwing money into the water!

But Master Zhang San of Zhang Yanke has such a temperament. He cannot delay what he wants to do for a moment, he only wants to enjoy the moment, and he does not hesitate to spend money.

"Lao Fan - Lao Zhan -" Zhang E called.

Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan hurriedly walked under the bridge, cupped their hands and said, "What are your orders, Mr. Yanke?"

Zhang E shook his folding fan and asked, "How well did you read to Zhang Jiezi?"

Fan Zhen said: "Very good. Master Jiezi is extremely intelligent and has a photographic memory. No, he has a photographic memory."

"Oh, when did Zhang Jiezi become so smart?" Zhang E rolled his eyes, as if in disbelief, and asked, "What book did you read?"

Fan Zhen replied: "I have read the tenth volume of "Collected Commentary of the Spring and Autumn Classics"."

Zhang E nodded, but said: "You two don't go to read to him tomorrow morning, I will go, hehe."



On June 22nd, the solar term has passed the severe summer, and the three days have entered the mid-day. It is the hottest time of the year. Zhang's mother, Lu, took the eldest girl Yi Ting, Zhang Dachun, Zhang Cai and her son to the farm outside the city at dawn.

Supervising the payment of wheat rent by tenants, in addition to Zhang Yuan, Wu Ling, and Tu Ting, there are also Zhang Cai's mother and two elderly servants in the kitchen. There are only a few people in the house, and they are incomparable to the hordes of maids in Xi Zhang.

Yes, but among the eight households in Dongzhang, they are considered wealthy. Some families in Dongzhang don't even have a maid, and the housewives have to do all the washing and cooking.

Little Xinu Wuling swept the dust in the study early in the morning and made the windows bright and clean. After serving the young master for breakfast, he hurriedly drank two bowls of rice porridge and a piece of candy cake, then went to the door to wait for Mr. Fan and Mr. Zhan.

Outside the gates of the houses of wealthy officials and gentry in Shaoxing, there are wall doors, either six or four. They are made of fine flower bamboo mats and nailed with gilt tin nails, which are very gorgeous. However, ordinary households only have a bamboo fence in front of the door.

He opened the fence and opened two firewood gates. Wu Ling leaned against the firewood gate and waited. After waiting for more than half an hour, he did not see Fan. Mr. Zhan and Mr. Zhan came to look at the shadow of the sun. It was almost the end of Chenshi. Could it be that Fan and Zhan were today?

Is there something wrong?

Just as Wu Ling was about to go in and say something to the young master, he saw the third young master, Zhang E, wearing a square scarf and a brand-new Huluo shirt, swinging a folding fan, coming waddling, followed by a handsome book boy.

"Xiao Wu——" Zhang E shouted: "Your grandma has gone to collect the land rent, right?"

Wu Ling responded: "Yes."

"Where's Jiezi?"

"The young master is waiting in the study to listen to books."

Zhang E laughed and said, "It's so pitiful. If his eyes are broken, he can only sit in the room all day long. No one will read to him, so he can only be in a daze."

The handsome book boy behind him also laughed and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Wu Ling argued in a low voice: "My young master's eyes have healed."

"Are you ready? Do you still want to wear the blindfold?"

"Still wearing it."

"That's not good." Zhang E looked back at the handsome book boy, winked, and said to Wu Ling: "I will go in and read to your young master. You don't have to wait on me. I think you are clumsy."

After that, he took the bookboy in.

Wu Ling glared at Zhang E's back and thought to himself: "You say I'm stupid, but you're even stupider. My young master can beat you in chess with his eyes covered, huh."

Wu Ling despised the bookboy who walked coquettishly from the bottom of his heart: "He must be a prostitute who sticks out his buttocks to be pampered. Oops, that's not good. Bodhisattvas and gods from all walks of life, please protect my young master from being spoiled.

The young master is a bad leader, please protect him."



Zhang Yuan got up early and practiced a simplified version of Tai Chi twice. Although he had made up his mind to become a scholar, he still needed to exercise, and it was not suitable for a scholar who had no strength to bind a chicken. Now is the time to be eye-catching, so practicing Tai Chi is the right time.

Mother and Yi Ting went to the farm. Wu Ling was waiting for Mr. Zhan and Fan in front of the door. He and Tu Ting were the only two people in the inner courtyard. The little girl walked very lightly, like a cat. With Zhang Yuan's current hearing ability, You can barely hear her movements, but as long as you call "Rabbit Pavilion," the little girl will soon poke her head out from the door and ask: "What are your orders, Master?"

The sound of footsteps came all the way from the hall, and Zhang E shouted: "Meson, meson——"

Min Ting's timid voice said: "Third Young Master, my young master is in the study."

Zhang Yuan walked outside the study, cupped his hands and said, "Third brother, why are you here?"

Zhang E came over and touched Zhang Yuan's elbow and said with a smile: "I will read to you today. I can read better than Zhan and Fan."

Zhang Yuanxiang thought that Zhang E would not study for him honestly, but he was not afraid of Zhang E's mischief, so he said: "Okay, I'll help you, brother." Hearing that there was another person behind Zhang E, with a faint scent of powder, he asked: " Who else did the third brother bring?"

Zhang E said: "A book boy, you have never seen him before."

Zhang Yuan asked no more questions and went into the study and sat down. Wu Ling handed him two cups of fragrant tea and left. He was worried that Zhang E would make fun of their young master. He listened in the corridor for a while and was relieved when he heard that Zhang E had begun to study.

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