With a smile on her face, Mrs. Pan took the embroiderer away with two healthy servants.
Liu Quan looked carefully and found that there was no mercy in Wang Xu's eyes, but only coldness.
"Go down, Magistrate Song will notify me when he arrives."
Wang Xu waved his hand gently, indicating that Liu Quan could leave.
Liu Quan lowered his head and pushed it out carefully, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.
When leaving the West Courtyard, the old Dong who raised eagles happened to come out of the hawk room in the West Courtyard. He saw Liu Quan sweating profusely and asked strangely: "Steward Liu, why did you get so hot?"
"It turns out to be Lao Dong."
Liu Quan touched his forehead and found that it was covered with sweat. He asked unreasonably: "Have you eaten this lunch?"
"Not yet, I'm getting ready to go."
Among the servants of the Wang family, Lao Dong is the most special one.
His daily task is to train the eagle to ensure that Yuanbao has enough flying time and will not be bored in the eagle room.
On weekdays, except for Wang Xu, not even Liu Quan has any control over him, and his life is very smooth.
"Let's go out for a drink with my brother."
Liu Quan didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to drink, so he called out to the old director.
Lao Dong is a northern man, one of those people who, in the middle of the night, would fall asleep if you asked him to drink wine in the middle of the night. But when he heard the word "wine", he would get up and start blowing the bottle with you.
When he heard someone inviting him to drink, Old Dong obliged and followed him cheerfully: "What day is it today? Butler Liu, a busy man like you, actually want to drink?"
"I just want to drink." Liu Quan answered vaguely.
The old director didn't take it seriously and continued to ask: "Steward Liu, what kind of work are you doing, sweating all over?"
The two walked out of the west courtyard and were blown by the cold wind. Liu Quan tightened his collar and whispered, "Do you believe that I was scared by the young master?"
"No way, the young master is only nine years old. How can he scare you like this?" Of course Lao Dong didn't believe it.
Liu Quan swallowed and whispered: "I didn't believe it before, but today I know that the young master is the coldest one, and there is a kind of coldness in his bones. Xiu Niang, you know, in the past few months, Xin
The maid who came in is the very pretty one."
"I know, that girl is really pretty. I have seen so many people, but I dare not say that there is anyone more beautiful than Xiu Niang. She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up."
When the old Dong said this, he realized that the embroiderer was Wang Xu's maid, and people could not discuss her at that moment. He quickly changed his words and said, "Why are you talking about this?"
"Sell it, sell it right away." Liu Quan was filled with palpitations.
"What's for sale?"
Lao Dong didn't catch up and couldn't help but ask.
"Embroiderer, the young master said that the embroiderer was restless and wanted to sell her. She didn't even have half a stick of incense, and the nanny took her away as soon as she arrived.
When we were leaving, I couldn't stand watching the embroidered lady crying, but the young master's face remained calm. You said, the embroidered lady has been by the young master's side for several months. Even if it is just a stone, it would be hard to keep it by your side every day.
It's a little warm.
Didn't you see the look on the young master's face at that time? Selling a living person was like selling two kilograms of beans. The cold made my scalp numb. When I was leaving, the young master glanced at me, and his eyes matched. I was
I almost knelt down.
Although I, Liu Quan, don't have many abilities, I have traveled extensively and seen a little bit of the world.
After reading what happened today, I realized that the young master is really scary. Not only does he not talk like a young man, he also doesn’t have the same temperament. The pressure around him is even greater than being around the master."
As Liu Quan spoke, he looked toward the west courtyard, fearing that Wang Xu would rush out.
As Lao Dong said, the young master is only nine years old and he can knock him down with one punch. But sometimes, awe has nothing to do with age and size.
When your young master sits down on the chair, it feels like a huge mountain weighing you down, making it hard for you to breathe.
Sometimes Liu Quan also wonders, is it really what the victims said, that his young master is the reincarnation of Xingjun, and was a god in the sky in his previous life?
If it weren't for gods, how could it be possible to do so many things that gods can do and still be so majestic?
Wang Xu didn't know what Liu Quan was thinking, and maybe he wouldn't care if he knew.
After all, his mind is not that of a child. He cannot be like a real child, acting like a spoiled child in front of his parents, or going out to play in the mud with a few friends.
Fortunately, before the main body left, he played the trick of making a saint come to the world and be born into an extraordinary person.
In addition, there are indeed ghosts and gods in this world. Over time, people will also consider his early wisdom in terms of gods, saints, and stars. Otherwise, if he changes to the pure ancient world, he may be regarded as a monster.
"The teacher has been out for two months, and there is no news at all. I don't know how things are being handled there. In a few months, it is the annual county exam. If you miss this, the next time you take the exam will be next year.
, I don’t want to wait that long.”
Wang Xu looked out the window. If he passed the county examination, he would have a childlike reputation and become a literary person.
What he needs is not only fame, but also the power of self-preservation coupled with literary style. This feeling of powerlessness is not what he likes.
Therefore, he will definitely end this year and come back with the fame of being a child.
Three years later, when he was twelve years old, he became a scholar again.
According to his idea, once every three years, he would be a Jinshi at the age of eighteen, and it couldn't be any later.
His path is not to become an official in the imperial court, but to carry on his unique learning for the saints and create peace for all generations.
With the support of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing and Five Dynasties, it is easy to become a saint through literature. The only difference is whether one is a true saint or a sub-sage.
To become a true saint like Kong Sheng is to be as powerful as the seventh level. If you are a sub-sage like Meng Sheng, you are a sixth level invincible being comparable to the seventh level.
Wang Xu has a big heart. If you become a saint, you will become a true saint. What does it mean to be a sub-sage?
On the other hand, when Confucius is more beautiful than before, it is not that simple to compare with Confucius and surpass Mencius in merit.
He needs time, a lot of time. What he wants to win is not a certain scholar or even a certain party, but the world and Confucianism.
Literary education is no better than others, and if it is not sanctified, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess after a hundred years.
Therefore, he only has a hundred years. If he fails, he will become a benevolent person. There is no other way to go.
Only after becoming a saint and drinking from the Fountain of Youth, you don't have to worry about your literary energy being contaminated by other powers. Before that, you can't touch anything that can extend your life.
quiet!!
Wang Xu picked up his pen and wrote the word "jing" calmly.
After writing more than a dozen articles in a row, the sound of gongs and drums was heard outside, and the county magistrate Song arrived.
"Master, Magistrate Song is here. I want you to come over."
After hearing what his servants said, Wang Xu put down his pen and paper and wanted to meet the new county magistrate.
He plans to take the county examination next year. Needless to say, the new county magistrate will be one of the three examiners.
According to the rules of previous years, during the county examination, the three chief examiners will be the county magistrate, the academic administrator of the county public school, and an invigilator from Jinshan Prefecture. The three of them will jointly preside over the county examination.
Although Wang Xu was arrogant and had successfully mastered the child examination, he was not so arrogant that he thought Magistrate Song was useless as an examiner.
You know, in the examination room, there is a word called "pressure".
Talent is the only one who has talent. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, prodigies were sought after and many young scholars were produced.
For example, Yan Shu, Yang Tinghe, Kou Zhun, Guo Yuanzhen, Huang Qianshan, and Xu Zhi were all prodigies who became Jinshi in their teens and went on to great success.
By the Ming Dynasty, there were more and more rules in the imperial examinations, and literati began to dislike prodigies, because many prodigies who passed the imperial examinations and became Jinshi in their teens were, in modern terms, high scores and low in abilities.
Another point is that everyone has been in the cold for ten years and has been taking exams all his life. He was awarded a Jinshi in his thirties. You were a Jinshi in your teens. How embarrassing is it for us.
Therefore, there is the saying of suppressing talents.
This means that this person has talent, but it needs to be tempered and sharpened.
In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, suppression of talents and prodigies became the unspoken rules of the imperial examination, and gradually there were fewer prodigies.
Wang Xu had the literature of the Five Dynasties masters as a reference. When a boy tried to catch him, he was afraid that someone would see him as young and try to suppress him, so he deliberately prevented him from getting hit.
Therefore, when you meet Song Yao, you should also give him advice. You don't need to ask him to give a green light during the county examination, as long as he doesn't give a red light.