On the night of the county examination, Shen Fucong approached Wang Yuan and said, "Xi Jintai wants to accept you as a student."
The banquet is based on the table, which is the banquet book.
Generally speaking, education affairs are in charge of a deputy envoy of the Imperial Examination, that is, a formal Tixue official. But this place in Guizhou is a bit ridiculous. Before Xi Shu took office, it was nominally in charge of the Yunnan Tixue Dao, but in fact it was the Guizhou Advocate. Make an agent.
In order to facilitate Xi Shu's work, the imperial court appointed him as the deputy envoy to study in Guizhou and the deputy envoy to the inspection in Guizhou. The temporary position was two levels higher than his original position.
In order to express his respect for Xi Shu, Master Shen simply called him "Xi Shu", so he came up with "Xi Jingtai". This kind of title is obviously beyond the control and can only be called out in front of people close to him. It is easy to be criticized outside. Impeachment of officials.
"He wants to accept me as a student?" Wang Yuan said with a smile, "If he becomes the examiner, isn't he my teacher?"
Shen Fucong shook his head and said: "I am not a teacher, but your industry teacher!"
Wang Yuan was a little surprised: "It seems that the deputy envoy of a province cannot accept disciples privately, right?"
"Of course it can't be done elsewhere," Master Shen said in a nonchalant tone, "but this is Guizhou, and students have to go to Yunnan Province for the rural examination. The deputy academic envoy of the province does not participate in the invigilation of the examination, so naturally there is no taboo about privately recruiting disciples. However, there is no such thing now. When it's time to become a disciple, there will be an invigilator exam because of the ceremony. You must wait until you finish the Taoist exam, otherwise it will be easy to teach others."
Wang Yuan asked: "Did he say it himself?"
Master Shen smiled and said: "I definitely won't say death, but it does have that meaning."
If Xi Shu wants to accumulate political achievements and be promoted, he must improve education in Guizhou. Rolling out the boy examination system for the imperial court and setting up social schools in Guizhou are all political achievements. However, these political achievements are not obvious in the court. It would be better to train a Jinshi.
This is just the opposite of Jiangnan. There are so many Jinshi in Jiangnan that there is no need to train academic officials. On the contrary, it is more practical to run the school seriously.
Xi Shu not only wanted to accept Wang Yuan as his disciple, but also wanted to accept other students as his disciples, and then personally conduct the imperial examination training. Due to the system, he would not recognize his identity as a master, and would only accept a few named disciples. Wait for a few years Later, when these disciples are admitted to the Jinshi, no matter where they are transferred, they can accumulate political achievements, and they will also have several more Jinshi disciples.
When Master Shen told the reason, Wang Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said: "I'm not even a student yet, and he wants to train me to be a Jinshi? This matter of monkey years and horses may have to wait for ten or twenty years. He also thinks too much." It’s far away.”
"If you don't have long-term plans, why should you be an official?" Master Shen laughed.
The next day, Shen Fucong left Guizhou City and joined another master to accompany Xi Shu on a tour of Guizhou.
This is called "Jianlin", which is one of the main responsibilities of the academic officer. It has two purposes: one is to examine the homework of past students, and the other is to preside over this year's local Taoist examination.
After traveling around Guizhou, Xi Shu will return and personally preside over the Taoist test in Guizhou City.
As for the results of the county and prefecture examinations, they were posted the next day.
Wang Yuan and Liu Yaozu both passed the examination and were officially promoted from schoolchildren to children. After passing the Taoist examination in April, they can become scholars.
There was no excitement when looking at the rankings. Even Wang Yuan's first place didn't attract much attention.
Let’s put it this way, those in Guizhou who have the conditions to take the scholar examination are not short of the tax exemption and the few dollars of rice from the government! After being admitted to the scholar examination, there are too few places in Guizhou to win the examination, and the chance of winning is like buying a lottery ticket. What is there to celebrate?
For more than a month, Wang Yuan's daily life continued as usual, reading, practicing calligraphy, writing essays, hunting, and petting cats.
The "Collected Commentary on the Four Books" must be memorized every day, otherwise it will be slowly forgotten. Wang Yuan has not yet been able to form a conditioned reflex on the contents of the Four Books.
As for the Five Classics, Wang Yuan's main text is the "Book of Rites" because Mr. Shen can only teach the "Book of Rites". He is still getting familiar with this stuff and can only barely recite the first few chapters. It will take at least two years to initially master it.
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Longchangyi.
From Qiantang to Guizhou, in addition to giving lectures along the way, Wang Yangming has been running around in the past few months.
At this moment, he finally arrived at Longchang. He thought he could settle down. Who knows that the station has been submerged by weeds, and vines are climbing around and destroying the houses, making it impossible to live in!
Wang Yangming used a wooden stick to push aside the thorns and grass, struggled to pass through the courtyard of the post station, then reached out and pushed hard on the door.
I repeated it several times and still couldn't push it away.
"Bang!"
Wang Yangming kicked the door open, but unfortunately he used too much force and broke the rotten door shaft on the spot.
The door fell down and was caught in the weeds inside the house. A group of bats were frightened and flew out.
Two servants stood in the yard, putting down the wooden boxes they picked up, with tired and sad expressions on their faces. One was named Wang Changxi and the other was named Wang Changle. They were both sons of the Wang family and had followed Wang Yangming all the way from Yuyao.
Wang Changxi scratched his head and said, "Uncle, have you come to the wrong place?"
"That's right." Wang Yangming pointed to the wooden sign in the grass, and the words "Longchang Mayi" were faintly visible.
"snake!"
Wang Changle was suddenly shocked and turned pale. He picked up a pole and beat the grass hard.
A big snake with a gray texture was spitting out a message in the grass. The so-called "snake the snake" was startled by humans and quickly fled in the opposite direction.
Wang Yangming observed carefully and said to his two servants: "This place is definitely not suitable for living. Let's make do with one night on the official road. Tomorrow, we will visit the nearby people, borrow sickles, clear thorns with hoes, and repair the roof before we can move." Come in."
"Boom!"
There was a burst of thunder, dark clouds rolled, and the rainy season in Guizhou was coming.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the three masters and servants immediately left the inn and wanted to find a nearby residence to stay.
But there were mountains all around, and there was no human habitation at all. They could only search aimlessly and randomly, and encountered two poisonous snakes on the way. Fortunately, the poisonous snakes were also busy taking shelter from the rain and had no time to pay attention to the three of them.
Suddenly there was a strong wind and Wang Yangming's hat was blown away.
After wandering around for half an hour, it finally started to rain, soaking them all.
After practicing hard in the rain for a long time, Wang Changle suddenly shouted with joy: "Uncle, there is a cave here, you can go in to take shelter from the rain."
Uncle Wang quickly took his servants and rushed into the cave to hide.
The light in the cave was dim and there was no dry wood for a fire. They could only take off their soaked clothes, take out the clothes from the wooden box, put them on, wring out the wet clothes and place them on a rock to dry in the shade.
It was getting dark, so the master and servant took out dry food and swallowed the rainwater.
The temperature is lower at night.
Their quilts were not put into the wooden box and had already been soaked by the rain. At this moment, they could only take out all their clothes and wrap them in three layers inside and three outside. They were still shivering from the cold, and finally they stood close together to keep each other warm.
The next morning.
Wang Yangming walked outside the cave and practiced the art of guidance facing the rising sun. After finishing the exercise, he said: "I'm glad the sun is rising. It's time to wake up and make breakfast."
No one responded.
Wang Yangming called a few more times, and finally felt something was wrong, so he quickly returned to the cave to check the situation.
The two servants' faces were red, their foreheads were as hot as coals, and their lips were dry and cracked. They were obviously seriously ill.
"Uncle, my head hurts so much." Wang Changxi groaned.
Wang Changle struggled to get up, but his whole body went limp and he fell down again, swaying while holding his clothes.
"You guys wait a moment, I'll go find some dry wood to make a fire!"
Wang Yangming said some words of comfort, then went out with a jar to look for water, and picked up some relatively dry dead branches along the way. He quickly returned to the cave to light a fire to keep warm. As a result, the dead branches were wet in the rain, filling the entire cave with smoke.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
The two servants kept coughing and couldn't even open their eyes.
Wang Yangming quickly carried the firewood outside the cave, dried it and then carried it back. He scooped out corn from the box, washed it, added water and cooked it until it became a paste, and then he helped the two of them to feed them.
Two days later, the servant's condition improved, but he was still feeling weak and weak.
What's even worse is that they began to complain, sighing and sighing all day long, saying that they would die in Guizhou and never return to Yuyao in this life. In the end, they simply lay there and cried.
Wang Yangming picked up the wooden stick, beat the rock wall to accompany the music, and sang at the top of his voice: "Yinghua mate, Xiao Zhuo plays the piano, Sima Tiqiao. The love is deep and far-reaching, but the dispute is shallow and the fate is thin. The fragrant paper expresses hatred in the red tip bag,
The sound of the jade flute conveys love. They are all hated by him, and the dream breaks the soul..."
The servant stopped crying, but felt more upset.
Wang Changxi couldn't help but said: "Uncle, we don't understand, so please stop singing."
"Then I'll change a song." Wang Yangming picked up the beat again and hummed the tune of Yin Jiaosi in dialect.
This time it worked. The servants listened to the hometown tune and thought about the situation at this moment. They couldn't help but cry with sadness, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Well……"
Wang Yangming stopped singing, threw away the wooden stick, sat in front of the two of them, forced out a smile and said: "Let me tell you a joke. It was said that a man was buying meat. Suddenly he got anxious and hung the meat outside the toilet. Someone else came.
He stole the meat. Before he could leave, the man came out of the toilet. The two argued endlessly, and the man who stole the meat bit the meat in his mouth and said, "How can you not lose the meat when it is hanging outside? Bit it like this."
, I definitely can’t throw it away!’ Isn’t it funny?”
This comes from the "Laughing Forest" written in the Three Kingdoms era and has a long history.
However, the two servants were not very educated, but they were very funny. This joke made them almost cry.
Wang Yangming clapped his hands and said: "Isn't it funny? Then let me tell you another one."
(ps: "The Three Treasures Eunuch's Journey to the West" in the middle of the Ming Dynasty already refers to the emperor as Long Live Lord. Some other novels and dramas of the Ming Dynasty also often use the title "Master". Wang Yangming is the eldest, and his father is still alive.
There should be nothing wrong with calling him "Uncle".)