Master Wang's sudden appearance was definitely not a whim, it had been planned for at least one night. Through observation, he could see that Fang Yingwu was obviously no longer an ordinary person, and his future achievements would definitely be outstanding.
Not to mention anything else, just saying that he can gain access to the county magistrate is enough to make people enviable. How could the county magistrate give five taels of silver to common people as a student aid for no reason?
Moreover, with his father Fang Qingzhi in front of him, dragons and dragons and phoenixes are born, and Fang Yingwu can't be any worse. So this is the perfect time to burn the cold stove. If you miss this smooth sailing ship, you won't know the next opportunity.
When did it happen?
Of course Master Wang knows that letting his daughter observe the festival may indeed bring big benefits, but the investment period is too long, the results are extremely slow, and the risks are high. After twenty years of vicissitudes, who knows what changes will happen in the middle? Therefore, it is not possible to let the daughter observe the festival.
It is a last resort when other methods are available.
Now that Fang Yingwu, a potential stock with obvious signs, has appeared, and there is no need to wait for twenty years, it has immediately become a priority. Although it is impossible to marry his daughter as the first wife, he should act as a married woman with a marriage contract and status.
A formal concubine is also acceptable.
In the small world of Huaxi Village No. 3, where there are no outstanding people, instead of being the wife of those villagers, it is better to be the concubine of a promising person like Fang Yingwu.
What's more, Fang Yingwu used his own family affairs to provoke such a big dispute, making himself a thorn in the Cheng family's side and making Sister Lan a hot potato. Therefore, Fang Yingwu must take responsibility to the end, and he won't accept it.
Who will take over this hot potato, Sister Lan?
But it was said that in the courtyard of the Wang family, Fang Yingwu was half pushed to the Dragon Boat Festival lunch table in a daze, and was forced to push him to the head position. It was not until he sat down that Fang Yingwu remembered that there seemed to be a local tradition.
, when the son-in-law comes to the house for the first time, he will sit in the chief seat.
This is another excuse, Fang Yingwu thought. With his character, knowing that he had been tricked would make him more or less angry, but at this moment he couldn't get angry and could only smile bitterly.
The reason why I am impulsive is because of the strange emotion in my heart! And this emotion must come from the former Fang Yingwu, otherwise how could I fall into the trap so easily!
Of course, it is not ruled out that Lan Jieer, who is "full of knowledge", has an excellent figure, and is not bad in appearance, is indeed somewhat attractive to him. In this era of weak female rights, sometimes being a man is quite happy...
..
The banquet was held under the bean shed in the courtyard. Mr. Wang and his three sons all attended the banquet. The other female family members were responsible for cooking and serving the dishes, but Sister Lan was hiding in a room and never showed up.
However, he remembered the big words he just said about selling his land to replace others, and Fang Yingwu regretted it. These days, he values land, and will not sell it unless it is a last resort. It is not a good thing to say that he is selling his land. Thinking about it again.
Now that the family is living in embarrassment, it is still unclear whether they can afford to support more people.
He distressedly said to Master Wang Shu: "Actually, I was impulsive just now. I only have this little money on hand, which is probably not enough for ten taels. As for the several acres of thin farmland at home, it is all owned by my father. My claim to sell the land is false and should not be taken seriously. In addition,
The family still owes thirty taels of debt, so..."
Master Wang said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Today is just an agreement to make a name. It doesn't matter if you don't fulfill it immediately. When you can afford the price, it won't be too late to formally accept Sister Lan."
Fang Yingwu felt very uncomfortable when he heard these words. Is this using futures to hang him? What does it mean to wait until he can afford the price? With his current situation and future prospects, affording the price must be something after he is admitted as a scholar. At that time
This Master Wang is not at a loss in any way.
Then he remembered that Master Wang excluded him from the social studies school for the benefit of Mr. Wang. He couldn't help but sneered: "What a shrewd calculation! When things are done, the agreement will be fulfilled.
If things don't work out, the agreement won't work either. Mr. Wang, you can't get rid of your money. You treat your daughter like a commodity to be sold at a price, which is too selfish and greedy for profit. Don't you feel guilty?"
Teacher Wang sighed: "When I was young, I had the same idea as you. What was the result? Nothing was accomplished. The whole family was so poor that they almost starved to death. Fortunately, I took over the job of being a social studies teacher so that I could afford to eat.
Your father is a caterer, and the government supports your expenses, and you are free of money, food, taxes, and service. As long as your family has some land, you can live more easily than others. Naturally, you can be noble. But we are different. We cannot be noble.
Being noble will starve people to death."
Fang Yingwu looked at the "Dragon Boat Festival" with a table full of freshly prepared wild vegetables but no oily meat, and was silent for a moment.
Those who have enough food and clothing know the etiquette, and those who have enough food and clothing know honor and disgrace. In this poor mountain village struggling for survival, habits such as selfishness and greed for profit are not necessarily immoral, but just the instinct of survival. To care too much about these is a waste of time. Dealing with these people
You can't have too strict requirements.
Putting aside those distracting thoughts, Fang Yingwu said again: "I came here originally to borrow books, and I would like to ask Mr. Wang to be accommodating."
"There are not many books in social studies, and they are often used in class. If you need to read a book, ask Sister Lan to send it to you every day, and pick it up in the evening. How about that?"
Fang Yingwu couldn't wait to say: "That's good! I'll send you a copy of The Analects of Confucius tomorrow!"
There was wine on the table, but it was almost the same as boiled water and would not make anyone drunk. After drinking until the afternoon, Fang Yingwu only felt a little sick and felt a few ounces lighter.
As evening approached, he said goodbye and left. However, Wang Lan did not show up until the end. It is understandable that women always have to show off when encountering such things.
Master Wang Shu and his eldest son Wang Yingli watched Fang Yingwu go away at the entrance of the village. Wang Ying couldn't help but ask: "Everyone has said in the past two days that Brother Qiu is ten times more powerful than Mr. Cheng. My father can deal with Brother Qiu with ease.
Why are you so cowardly in front of Mr. Cheng?"
Master Wang Shu was also helpless, "When my father dealt with scholars like Qiu Geer, I had a good grasp of the situation and could reason with him. When dealing with rough people like Mr. Cheng, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier, and I couldn't explain what was right."
, he defeated me ten times with his strength, and I was completely helpless."
Wang Ying muttered: "Brother Qiu is also a scholar, so he can conquer the evil man Cheng Zongjia. My father is still not as powerful as Brother Qiu. Giving my sister to him is considered a trustworthy person."
People are in high spirits after happy events. When Fang Yingwu returned home, he saw his uncle at the door carrying a wooden bucket and was about to fetch water. He suddenly felt more pleasing to the eye. He nodded to his uncle with a smile and said hello.
"Plop!" Uncle Fang Qingtian saw his nephew, who had been acting violently recently, greeting him kindly. His hands trembled and the barrel fell directly into the well.
May is the day for reading. On the next day, Fang Yingwu, who was eager to study, once again woke up early from his spring dream and stood in the courtyard waiting eagerly. Finally at 10 o'clock, he saw Sister Lan's figure appearing at the front of the courtyard, far away.
There were still a few villagers watching curiously.
Although the mountains and remote areas do not pay much attention to the protection of men and women, the fact that a sensitive person like Lan Jie'er came to Fang Yingwu at this sensitive time has made the villagers realize what it means. Especially since Lan Jie'er has already taken off her clothes.
She was wearing a white mourning dress and put on a light blue floral floral dress, and her face was red. No matter how you looked at it, there was something wrong with her!
Fang Yingwu was worried that Sister Lan would be scared away, so he quickly stepped forward to introduce her into the room to talk. "There is no one else here. To be honest, Sister Lan, in your heart, are you willing to obey me?"
Because it was not the official marriage, Fang Yingwu could only ask "Follow me" instead of "Marry me". Maybe it was due to male chauvinism, and he wanted to know how Sister Lan would answer.
Wang Lan whispered: "The Nu family is also educated, so naturally they know their parents' orders and dare not disobey them."
This answer seemed ordinary, but it made Fang Yingwu laugh.
Of course Fang Yingwu didn't expect a girl from a decent family like her who was a bit tender-skinned and "well-educated" to say anything without shame, but as long as she could hear a hint of "I do" from her mouth, that would be enough!
Then he said: "Since you've come, take care of yourself. It won't be good if you get tired from going back and forth. So don't leave, just stay and study with me! If you don't achieve anything in your studies in the future, I'm afraid your father will do it again."
Regret!"
That's not what my father told me. He just asked me to deliver the books...Wang Lan asked in a low voice: "Why do you want me to accompany you? I will definitely go home in the evening."
Hearing the word "accompany" from her mouth, Fang Yingwu found that he was getting ready for some reason. He quickly took a few deep breaths to suppress the passion in his heart. In broad daylight, there were people nearby, so he couldn't be too beastly.
Let’s study! May is the day for reading, so young people should not miss out on a good time.
"That's how you stay with me." Fang Yingwu picked up the Analects of Confucius brought by Sister Lan, walked out of the narrow house, shook his head in the open courtyard, and began to read: "Volume 1, Study and the Second
1. The Master said: Isn’t it true to learn and practice it over time? Isn’t it a joy to have friends come from afar? Isn’t it true that a person who doesn’t know and is stunned is not a gentleman?”
After reading it a few times, some past learning impressions gradually appeared in my mind, and what I called a review really became a review.
Fang Yingwu felt relieved. He didn't just have to learn it all from scratch. In that case, three or four months would definitely not be enough, and he would not have the gift of "photographic memory".
But he discovered a new problem. He only remembered a few sentences of the original text, which was not useful for the exam. In the world of eight-legged essay, the original text can only be the title. If you want to write an article, you have to study the annotations of the scriptures. Then Mr. Wang is really confused. He wants to
Did he just give me a copy of The Analects after reading it? Didn’t he take the initiative to include annotations on the meaning of the scriptures?
Fang Yingwu couldn't help but secretly speculate that maybe Mr. Wang, who had been a child all his life, was not good at what he had learned, so he couldn't do without the annotations of scriptures and meanings in social studies classes, and he had to keep them with him at all times as a teaching reference to read them?
Next to her, Sister Lan stopped when she saw the object. She smiled with understanding and took the initiative to recite the annotations of Zhu Xi's Analects: "This is the first chapter of the book, so the meaning of multitasking is the door to the Tao and the accumulation of virtue."
The foundation is the first task of scholars. Learning is the result of words. Human nature is good, and there is a sequence of awakenings. Those who awaken later must imitate what they did before awakening, so that they can understand the goodness and return to the original state. Practice is like birds flying as many as they can.
.Learning without stopping is like counting birds flying. Saying it means joy. If you learn and practice it all the time, you will be familiar with what you learn, and you will like to say it in the center, and you will not be able to make progress."
Fang Yingwu was so happy that he almost forgot that the person in front of him was just a ready-made living bookcase! Reading at night is the elegance that scholars pursue most. Although he can only read during the day, it is still very good.
Pursuit is pursuit, but how many scholars can really find such a red sleeve? You see, those who can know a few words are sought after as talented women, and those who can recite the meaning of the scriptures are really rare.
Fang Yingwu felt a faint sense of pride in his heart. If such a strange woman hadn't been born in a closed mountain village and was unknown to everyone, she would have been robbed as a rare treasure by the arty literati. How would she have any chance?