Zhang Yue has seen the county magistrate, Miao Yuan, Miao Gongzi.
The county magistrate has a three-foot-long and extremely beautiful beard, and looks very elegant to a thirty-year-old man. He doesn't know much about the county magistrate's character. He only knows that he has just been transferred here for three months and that he was known to Ouyang Xiu for his articles.
I have a somewhat clean nature.
Miao Yuanwai has a somewhat similar appearance to Miao Sanniang, and he himself is extremely lean. On the contrary, his son is fat and healthy.
Seeing the three people walking out, Zhang Yue and Guo Lin stepped forward together.
The county magistrate knew the purpose of the two men's visit as soon as he saw the rolled bags beside them. Seeing this, he couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile.
He really didn't like the way it was done in the capital. The scholars would submit their posts first, and then the papers after a few days. If the officials agreed, then the host and guest would meet each other.
Reading papers is such a time-consuming task, how could he have the effort? First, look at the person to get a general idea, even if you can't see it clearly at a glance, you can have a general idea. Although there is a disadvantage of judging people by their appearance, you can tell who the other person is at a glance.
The most important thing is that it saves a lot of time.
The county magistrate saw that at least the appearance of these two scholars was pleasing to the eye. He knew that he had gone to the countryside to hear the news and came here to explain his intentions. Otherwise, even if he was as talented as Mi Heng or Zuo Si, he would not bother to read their writings and know their talents.
And these two scholars themselves were pleased with it.
However, the county magistrate just gave him a sideways look and pretended not to know what was happening. The soldiers who were accompanying him were obviously well-informed and immediately stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, please stay away from all the other people here."
As the soldiers prepared to rush away, Guo Lin and Zhang Yue came forward and bowed to each other: "I heard that our Prime Minister was looking for talents in the city, so I came here to offer my favorite work!"
When the county magistrate heard this, he realized that these words were very suitable. He stroked his beard and said to himself: "I never thought that I would seek the reputation of being a virtuous person. Even this remote place is known by people. Let them come here!"
When the Miao members heard about this, they were very worried. They had spent a lot of time thinking about how they could give others an advantage.
But the entourage gave way and the two of them approached.
The county magistrate ordered someone to collect the paper and said with a slight smile: "In the past, when Han Tuizhi became an official, he was very happy to support the junior students. In order to seek academic excellence, countless people submitted papers and asked for help. But after Han Tuizhi became a high-ranking official, he no longer
That’s it, why? I can’t even see it.”
"I have only been in the county for a few months now, but half the box of articles has been submitted for publication. Pucheng's literary talents are truly outstanding."
The Miao officials and several officials heard this and did not know how to answer the question, so they could only laugh awkwardly.
The Miao members frequently looked at his son, but saw that he was just scratching his head and ears.
At this time, Zhang Yue spoke up and said: "In the past, Bai Juyi went to Chang'an to write to his seniors about his situation. When the seniors saw his name, they laughed and said that living in Chang'an was not easy. Later, after reading his poem, "The grass in the original land of Lili is dry and prosperous every year." Fuyun said
'If you get a word from the Tao, it will be easy to live there'."
"There are many records because my husband's reputation for seeking talents has spread far and wide. But if one county can get one talented person, it will be enough for the court. I still want to ask my husband to see me for advice."
Miao Yuanwai immediately said: "A little village boy dares to claim to be a talented person in front of your Majesty. I don't know where I can find the confidence. Get out of here!"
The county magistrate said slowly: "Wait a minute. What's your name?"
As he spoke, the county magistrate took Zhang Yue's rolled bag from someone else's hand.
Zhang Yue was shocked and said: "Report to my husband, my name is Zhang Yue."
The county magistrate smiled slightly and said: "Zhang Yue? Are you a son of the Zhang family?" After speaking, he looked at Zhang Yue and saw that he was dressed simply. He should not be a son of an official family. He thought that if he was a son of an official family, he could be cultivated if he was articulate and articulate.
One or two.
Then the county magistrate took a look at the paper and immediately nodded and said: "Good calligraphy!"
"I don't dare to be ashamed of myself. How dare I show my embarrassment in front of my husband." Zhang Yue thought for a while but still did not say Zhang Youzhi's name on this occasion.
The county magistrate said: "I never boast in vain. Your calligraphy is very good. I have not seen many people at your age who can write better than you. If I guess it is true, your regular script is modeled after the Wei and Jin Dynasties."
?No, it still has some meaning of seal script and official script."
Zhang Yue said sincerely: "My husband is really wise. I learn seal script and then write regular script with the meaning of seal script."
After Zhang Yue said goodbye to Zhang Youzhi, he had indeed begun to write seal script for the first time.
The county magistrate smiled and read Zhang Yue's article carefully. The article was about "great justice", and he was not interested in the county magistrate. However, after a quick glance at the word, it was really comforting, and there was no trace of ink or smear on the scroll. He thought so.
He seemed to be taught by a famous teacher, but he neither took the initiative to reveal it, nor would he take the initiative to ask.
The county magistrate did not know that Zhang Yue's seal law was learned from Zhang Youzhi, but this habit was cultivated by Guo Xuexue.
The same applies to the experience of later generations. People who are good at reading must first have a good reading habit. For example, the manuscripts written by him are neater and neater than those of many people.
If the imperial examination papers of the Ming and Qing dynasties were read through and whether they were good or not is another matter, the neatness of the papers would make the examiner very comfortable.
It is from this point of view that Guo Xuexuan cultivated Zhang Yue. Every time he read, the paper was neat and the pen and ink were sparse. Zhang Yue suddenly changed his attitude in Zhang Yue's previous life where he would just throw away the books after reading them and scatter the stationery on the table.
Stinky problem.
If you have perseverance in your mind and discipline in your studies, it will be the same when you fall on the paper.
Then the county magistrate picked up Guo Lin's paper again, nodded again and said silently, this word is even better.
The county magistrate smiled and said to the Miao members: "I didn't expect that your village with only a hundred households would have some talented people."
The Miao member's face turned pale when he heard this, as if Zhang Yue and Guo Lin had stolen hundreds of dollars from them for no reason. But he couldn't deny it at the moment, so he could only smile awkwardly.
While reading the article, the county magistrate asked Guo Lin: "What is your name?"
Guo Lin's lips and body were trembling at this moment, and Zhang Yue secretly chuckled when he saw this scene.
Guo Lin said respectfully: "I asked the Prime Minister personally, this boy's nickname is Guo Lin."
In fact, the names of Zhang Yue and Guo Lin were written on every page of the scroll, but when the county magistrate asked, it was a sign of respect.
The county magistrate said: "Both of you have good articles. I will be recruiting students to study at the Huanghua Hall in this county next month. You can come and give it a try."
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin were overjoyed and said yes at the same time.
The Miao members on the side saw the two of them grabbing the lead. I had spent a lot of money and put in a lot of effort in preparation today, how could I let these two get the lead?
Mr. Miao immediately winked at his son, who was scratching his back with his hands in boredom. After his father urged him, he immediately took out the paper bag and said, "Mr. Miao, I wrote this."
The county magistrate was halfway through reading Guo Lin's paper when he was suddenly interrupted and frowned slightly.
However, he received money from Miao officials and received such hospitality without showing it on his face at all. Moreover, when he first arrived in the capital, he went around sending papers to the ministers, asking for someone to appreciate him.
"That's fine." The county magistrate nodded, feeling that the past was passing by like smoke and dust, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Guo Lin clenched his fists. His article was halfway read by the county magistrate, but he was interrupted by a Miao member. Destroying someone's reputation is like murder and arson.
"Ms. sir, my child practices calligraphy the most diligently on weekdays. He has invited several famous teachers to teach him. They all praise my child's talent and understanding for learning calligraphy."
After saying this, the Miao member opened his son's paper in front of the county magistrate with a diligent look on his face.
When the county magistrate looked at Mr. Miao's handwriting again, he almost felt like pinching his nose, as if he had taken a big gulp of foot-washing water.
"With words like this, you don't have to read them anymore!"
The county magistrate looked pale and shook his head: "I don't know how many Yan Liu's copybooks I have to read before I can get rid of this turbidity."
Mr. Miao didn't know that the county magistrate was mocking him, but he still knew when he heard the words Yan Liu, referring to Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan, two great calligraphers in the Tang Dynasty.
So Mr. Miao said smugly: "Wan Sheng is not worthy of the compliments given by Xian Gong. What are the names of Yan and Liu? How do you say that? How can Wan Sheng dare to compare with Yan Liu?"
After hearing this, the county magistrate glanced at the Miao member again, but saw that the other party's head was about to be stuck on the ground.
The county magistrate smiled lightly and said: "Master Ling is really a genius, a genius!"
After saying this, the county magistrate walked away.
"Mr. Miao! Mr. Miao!" Mr. Miao chased him a few steps away and was annoyed. He turned around and kicked Mr. Miao in anger and cursed, "If you haven't caught up with Mr. Miao and are waiting by the side, do you still need me to teach you?"
"Dad, what did I say? Your kick hurt me."
The Miao member hurriedly said: "Dad, just kick him casually. Where did it hurt? Does it hurt? Dad will rub it for you. We will catch up with you first."
Mr. Miao immediately chased the county magistrate, while Miao officials turned to look at Zhang Yue and Guo Lin coldly: "I will settle this account later!"
Miao Yuanwai scolded Miao Sanniang again: "And you are cheating on others and actually helping outsiders to make your brother look bad."
Zhang Yueze said: "Don't talk about Miao Yuan, you have gone far away..."
The Miao officer glared at Zhang Yue angrily and hurriedly followed.
"Let's go, I'll take you out of the village." Miao Sanniang said while wiping her tears.
The three of them walked under two rows of mulberry trees at the entrance of the village, and saw the sunset slanting on the mulberry leaves, a scene at sunset.
Miao Sanniang suddenly said: "The ancients often said that Sangyu is the home of the sun, but where is my home?"
Guo Lin asked with concern: "Sanniang, why do you say this?"
Miao Sanniang shook her head and said: "Dad, he is going to marry me to someone else. He doesn't care how old the other party is or whether he wants to renew the relationship. He only cares about how much the bride price is."
Guo Lin's chest felt tight when he heard this: "Sanniang, how much do you want as a gift from your father?"
Miao Sanniang said: "Why do you ask?"
"No...no..."
Miao Sanniang shook her head and said: "I don't know why I am telling you this? I just sent you here. The next time you see me, I may be married."
Guo Lin was so sad that he almost cried. Zhang Yue coughed and said, "Brother, if you have anything to say, tell Sanniang immediately!"
Guo Lin struggled for a while: "When Sanniang arrives... you must treat me and my junior brother to a wedding drink!"
Zhang Yue almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard this.
"Junior sister, take care, we are leaving."
The two senior brothers returned to Wuxi and walked beside the stream, hearing the gurgling sound of running water.
A bright moon shines above the head, and the moonlight dances on the stream.
"If a Miao member marries a girl with a betrothal gift, how much money do I have to pay to marry Sanniang?" At this point, Guo Lin suddenly said with sadness, "But no matter how much money I have, I can't get out.
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Zhang Yue said: "Senior brother, let me teach you something, don't bully young people into poverty!"
"Don't bully a young man into being poor!" Guo Lin was shocked and said, "Junior brother, this is a good sentence! Is there another sentence?"
"Well, don't bully the middle-aged and poor."
Guo Lin's expression changed when he heard this.
"Then in a few decades, don't bully the old and the poor! People will eventually prosper until they die! The dead are the most important!"
Hearing this, Guo Lin sighed and said, "Junior brother, I know you have good intentions and always say some interesting words to relieve my worries."
Zhang Yue said: "Brother, we walked home at night like this a few months ago. You asked me to go and see how high the sky is. Why don't you want to go and see it yourself?"
Guo Lin smiled bitterly.
"How can you do it if you don't try? Even if you lose, that's fine."
Guo Lin turned around and said, "Junior brother is right!"
Although the wind was cold on the spring night, there was a bright moon in the sky and thousands of stars in front of them, and the breeze blew across their cheeks.
After a hard winter, the grass underfoot is already growing vigorously.
"Brother, you see, this stream actually flows to the west, and it is going back with us!" Zhang Yue said excitedly, pointing to the stream in front of him.
Guo Lin shook his head and said, "Junior brother, what's so exciting about this?"
Zhang Yue said: "When we first studied, we all realized that we would be successful in the future. But when I saw this stream, I often wanted to see the end of it, but I never made it to the end when I had the idea."
"There are too many things that are in vain, but time flies by like a river flowing eastward, never to return. But this stream can still flow westward, so how can we know that life can never be young again!"
Guo Lin burst into tears when he heard this.
"Senior brother, what are you thinking about most at the moment?"
"I want to study hard and make progress, and I will repay and be filial to my parents in the future!" Guo Lin wiped away his tears.
Zhang Yue nodded slowly and said: "Me too. When you are young, don't wait and see if he can win in the future? Just do it."
Just as the two were about to take the county examination, the provincial examination for the second year of Jiayou was also about to start in Bianjing.
