Uncle Wang's drinking capacity is a bit poor, probably because he has suffered from lung disease since childhood and does not dare to drink too much.
Wang Yuan first carried Song Ling'er back into the house. When he came out, he found Wang Yangming still lying on the ground, and his two servants were all drunk.
Li Zhong, the scholar, was so drunk that he was still staggering, and he was responsible for dragging Li Ying back. The master and the servant fell down countless times, and finally fell asleep at the door of the dormitory.
Other students also helped each other and randomly found a bed to lie down on, but Uncle Wang was ignored.
Wang Yuan had to carry all three of the Wang family's masters and servants back into the house. When leaving, he accidentally knocked down a pile of manuscripts. After bending down to pick them up, he couldn't help but take a closer look - "Five Classics Hypotheses"
!
Because in the imperial examination, you can choose any one question from the Five Classics, so scholars only care about the classics. In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there were very few great Confucians who were familiar with the Five Classics.
Wang Yangming not only knew the Five Classics well, but also wrote his own annotations on the Five Classics in Longgang Mountain based entirely on memory.
This "Five Classics Hypotheses" is very mysterious. The students only know that the teacher is writing a book. Whenever asked about the specific content, Wang Yangming evades it and never shows it to the students.
Now, Wang Yuan finally saw it and instantly understood why Wang Yangming was hiding it.
The first sentence of the first chapter of "Spring and Autumn": the first month of the first year of the Spring King.
Wang Yangming's annotation is: "The first year of a king's succession to the throne must be recorded in the first year. The origin is the beginning... Therefore, the origin of the world lies in the king, the origin of a country lies in the monarch, and the origin of the monarch lies in the heart. The origin is in the heart.
Heaven is the benevolence of living things, and in humans, it is the heart... Therefore, the first year is the beginning of a person's righteous heart..."
If this book spreads, Wang Yangming will be attacked by a group of people.
What does the Six Classics Note to Me mean? This is it!
Historically, Wang Yangming did not dare to publish the "Five Classics Hypotheses" throughout his life, and even burned it. It was not until Wang Yangming's death that his disciples found a few scattered entries of this book from the warehouse.
Later, Yangming's theory of mind was spread in a mess, and several schools were derived. The disciples of each school had different understandings of the theory of mind. Tracing back to the source, Wang Yangming was too cautious and burned all the relevant works. The disciples could only pass through
Just a few words and daily teachings to understand.
Wang Yuan read a few pages carefully and then put the manuscript back to its original position. He had no interest in this thing.
Back in the dormitory, Wang Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. His bed had been occupied by Li Ying and Li Zhong, while Yue Zhen was fast asleep in the next bed. Zhan Hui was standing in front of the bed with his body swaying, peeing happily, and the edge of the bed was covered with water.
A large piece of urine was wet, and Yue Zhen also had a lot of splashes on her body.
Yue Zhen seemed to feel something, and suddenly she whispered in her sleep: "Drink, have another bowl!"
"Here... cheers." Zhan Hui raised the air wine glass, stretched out his arm to touch it, staggered, and spilled all the remaining urine on Yue Zhen's legs.
Wang Yuan suppressed his laughter and left, then turned around and went to Song Ling'er's room.
This is a single room specially built for Miss Song, who usually sleeps alone.
Wang Yuan pushed Song Ling'er inside, lay down on it, and fell asleep.
early morning.
Yue Zhen shouted: "God, where did the water come from? It smells so bad, I'm afraid it's not urine!"
Zhan Hui angrily said: "You are more polite and polite, but you still wet the bed. You are really polite and sweep the floor!"
"Who said I wet the bed? It must have been you who wet the bed!" Yue Zhen was filled with embarrassment and anger.
Zhan Hui said contemptuously: "Your pants are wet, and you still say you didn't wet the bed?"
Yue Zhen took a look at the top of her pants and quickly defended: "My underwear is dry. It can be seen that the urine on the bed comes from the outside, not from the inside. You must have peed next to the bed!"
"Nonsense," Zhan Hui firmly refused to admit. "It was probably because you accidentally peed. Not only did you wet your pants, you also wet the bed."
"This is just speculation and there is no evidence!" Yue Zhen felt guilty and felt that it was her own fault.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Li Ying, who was awakened by the two of them, laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He pointed at Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui and said, "I think you are all suspicious."
Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui stopped talking and each put on clean pants.
Suddenly, Li Ying was heard shouting outside: "Yue Wenshi and Zhan Liangchen wet the bed last night!"
"This thief!"
"Hit him!"
The two torturers rushed out of the room, caught Li Ying and beat him up. Li Ying didn't fight back. The harder they beat him, the louder he shouted, which soon attracted many people to watch.
Wang Yuan and Song Ling'er were woken up at the same time.
At some point, Song Ling'er had hugged Wang Yuan. When she woke up, she blushed at first, then closed her eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.
Wang Yuan quickly jumped out of bed, hunched over and went straight to the toilet. He would be fourteen in another month. He was probably stimulated by Song Ling'er. He felt that the place was sticky. He seemed to have "peeed" in the bed last night.
"Why are you running? Really." Song Ling'er didn't know the truth and just lay there complaining.
After Wang Yuan changed his pants, Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui also stopped. They ignored each other, but they glared at Li Ying together, and Li Sanlang laughed even more unscrupulously.
Suddenly, Chen Wenxu appeared in a hurry and said with an ugly face: "Dear classmates, sir, I am sick. He just coughed up a large mouthful of blood."
The noise outside suddenly stopped, and everyone rushed into Wang Yangming's room.
Wang Yangming's face turned slightly blue, he coughed several times, forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's an old habit. I'm used to it as a teacher."
Li Ying blamed himself: "I shouldn't have poured wine for Mr.
"It has nothing to do with you," Wang Yangming consoled him, "it's just me who was too careless."
Wang Yuan spoke up and said: "There are no good doctors in the mountains. The most urgent task is to send Mr. to the city for treatment."
"That's right, send your husband to the city to find a doctor," Tang Zhen shouted quickly, "Everyone, prepare breakfast quickly and return to the city immediately after eating!"
The students were very anxious, but Wang Yangming didn't care. As an old patient with lung disease, his illness today was considered mild. He had suffered from hemoptysis and fainting more than once or twice before.
Go down the mountain in the morning and enter the city in the evening.
After receiving the news, Xi Shu helped Wang Yangming find a doctor overnight and placed him in Wenming Academy to recuperate.
In the next half month, Wang Yangming was recuperating from his illness, and the students were also preparing for the scientific examination-the scientific examination was equivalent to the provincial qualification examination. Only students who passed the scientific examination could take the civil examination in the second year.
Wang Yuan was lodging in the academy and was reciting the Book of Songs when suddenly Song Ling'er came in with a riding whip.
"Why are you unhappy again?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.
Song Ling'er sat at the table angrily: "My father has adopted a son. When I came home this time, he ignored me and focused on paving the way for his cheap son!"
Wang Yuan asked: "Adopted son?"
Song Ling'er said: "Step-son!"
Wang Yuan nodded and said: "Your father is old and has no children. It is reasonable to adopt a son from the clan."
It's a pity that Mr. Song and his father's years of planning came to nothing just because of adoption.
Although Song Ran was cruel and greedy, he still had some brains.
Because of the rebellion, Song Ran's prestige has plummeted, and he must be a capital offender. Even if he is spared death, he will still be dismissed. The powerful faction within the clan is already ready to take action. They don't think about how to suppress the rebellion and regain their territory. Instead, they are waiting for Song Ran to be dismissed.
Upper position.
Song Ran had been cowardly for the past few months, but he had been secretly observing and finally found a suitable heir.
That was his younger brother's son named Song Ren. His younger brother had been killed by the rebels, and even the village was robbed by the rebels. Song Ren had no father and territory, but he performed well in the battle, so he was naturally the successor to the Xuan Comfort Envoy.
The best candidate.
One has no father, the other has no children, they both get what they need and they hit it off.
After Song Ran and Song Ren confirmed their adoptive relationship, they acted as closer than their biological father and son, and joined forces to attack the powerful factions in the clan. They were submissive when facing the rebels, but struck hard when facing the clan members. The internal fighting within the family was already in full swing.
Song Ling'er doesn't care about power or position, nor does she care about the sudden addition of a brother. What she cares about is that her father, who has always regarded her as the apple of his eye, now gives all his father's love to his son Song Ren, and usually doesn't even bother to talk to her.
sentence.
Wang Yuan didn't know how to comfort him. After thinking about it, he stood up and held Song Ling'er in his arms.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
This move made Song Ling'er suddenly burst into tears, smearing her nose and tears on Wang Yuan's clothes. After a long time, she finally stopped feeling sad. Song Ling'er secretly wiped her nose and said, "I will study hard and practice martial arts hard in the future. I want to show it to my father."
See, his daughter is more useful than his fake son!"
"Well, you are very powerful." Wang Yuan coaxed.
Song Ling'er hugged Wang Yuan for a long time and finally wiped the snot from Wang Yuan's clothes. After destroying the body and removing all traces, she solemnly said: "I want to learn the art of war from my husband! By the way, you must teach me how to practice archery every day."
Some people always have to lose their most precious things in order to grow up and become sensible overnight.