Dress to be a celebrity

Chapter 14

When Xuezheng goes to inspect the counties, he does not just leave with a pat on the head, but he must first issue a decree to the counties to welcome them, and bring along the servants from the Xuezheng Yamen.

Song Shi was the first to know what he meant, so he immediately sent a letter back to his family, asking his father to pack up the hotel, prepare a banquet, and inform the local celebrities and talents to accompany him on the trip.This kind of formal banquet to welcome the Shangguan is usually called the Jiaofang Siji Maiden Banquet.However, it is best to welcome someone who is elegant and able to compose poetry. These prostitutes in their county can only play silk and bamboo, singing and dancing, and cuju, and they can't even play donkey balls, so they have to play music and stand in groups outside. play……

Forget it, talent is not enough, let's use talent.Anyway, Mr. Fang is not the kind of person who likes women's music. Instead of admiring prostitute music and singing, it is better to appreciate poetry, calligraphy and painting. If you get a few comments from adults, you can also make a name for the talents in their county.

He arranged for the use of the scholars in the letter, asked his family members to fly back to report the letter, and wrote a letter of welcome for his father on behalf of his father.

This thing is usually written by him, the routine is very familiar, imitating Mr. Song's handwriting, and the pen is the rhythmic Pianli Haiyu: "Use jade candles to blend the five colors, turn the tube of gray Jia; Xuan table cloth Ze Sanyang, returning to the spring of millet in the valley... Gongwei Taitai, Jin Qi elite, jade and elegance... A total of Yuan Gong's tuning Xie. A certain Puxi micro-material, chapter seam cheap product, Wantong has fear of Maohong, Jie Wan is always ashamed of uncle Du... Fu Jitai's kindness, bowing down to learn."

This report uses official clichés, and the following are all written in the same way. In fact, the Shangguan didn't read them carefully. Generally speaking, respectful words and a good format are enough.After finishing writing with a few strokes, he asked someone to go to the street to buy a red letter and a white cotton envelope, packed the letter together with the earth rituals sent by Kuaima from Wuping County, and handed it to Fang Xuezheng.

Mr. Fang didn't pay much attention to it, and asked people to put away the papers and the honey, tea, wax, bamboo silk lacquered pillows and other things sent by Song County Magistrate, but took a bamboo palm fan as soft as silk, and shook it himself Fan borrowed the wind and said with satisfaction: "Song Ling has a heart. My official will arrive in Wuping in five days. You can send a letter and ask him to come out of the county early in the morning to meet him."

The distance between Changting and Wuping counties is only [-] miles, and it only takes two days to get there by horse-drawn carriage.Fang Tixue deliberately took Song Shi back with him. Before entering the city, he stayed overnight in the post house outside the city, changed into new clothes, and took advantage of the coolness in the morning to drive into the city.

Walking to the north and north high gates of the county, I saw Mr. Song bringing a group of county officials, students, and talented Confucian scholars to greet him at the Changting Pavilion.Fang Tixue inspected the outstanding students in the county, and asked about the scriptures one by one. Seeing that everyone could quote the scriptures and allusions, and answered them fluently, he praised them a few words and ordered: "I can't stay in Wuping for a long time. My son will go to the county school first, and then slowly look at the social studies in various places."

The county school was not far from the hotel where he was going to stay. When everyone went to the county school, Song Shi first asked his family to clean up the hotel, light incense in the room, set up an ice basin, prepare drinks and snacks, and wait for everyone to visit Come back delicious and useful.

Tixue is now surrounded by Mr. Song, the county magistrate, the Jiaoyu, and the county officials, and he doesn't notice when he, a young student, lags behind and catches up again.When he walked to the gate of the county school, he saw Song Shiluo a little later. He thought he was standing there, so he pointed to Panchi in front of the school with a smile and said, "It's time for you freshmen to enter the school. Wuping can stay for a few days, maybe I can still see you enter the pan ceremony."

Knowing that this opportunity is rare, Song Shi bowed down and thanked him: "The teacher loves the students so much, and the students are very grateful. In the future, entering the Pan ceremony will be the prosperity of the literati in Wuping County. When the time comes, the students will write it down. After seeing it, I hope my teacher will comment on it."

Fang Tixue smiled and shook his head: "Student, you really don't recognize the teacher for nothing. Do you want me to comment on the article when you see me in front of you? It also depends on how well you write. If there is a good article, I will comment naturally, no matter how many It’s not difficult to comment on a few articles with you, if it’s not good—they are also my students? Don’t blame me as a teacher who only likes students.”

Song Shi's eyes became brighter, and he suddenly realized his true meaning - Fang Tixue really loved him very much, not only willing to guide him to write articles as he thought, but also to promote his reputation through comments!

He blushed a little with surprise, repeatedly promised that he would try his best to write essays, and followed Fang Tixue into the county school.

Wuping County School was built by Li Mu, the county magistrate at the beginning of this dynasty. It has been more than a hundred years ago. Although it has been repaired many times, it is no longer as bright as it was in the early years, and the color of the pillars has faded.

But when Fang Ti went in to take a look, he saw that the whitewashed walls inside the dormitory were extremely clean, and one wall in the corridor was covered with the homework of the students. Get every word carefully.

Xu Jiaoyu pointed to the article above and introduced him to the famous talents in the county, some of whom had taught him a few times.Mr. Fang carefully read their writings that worried about the country and the people, and remembered how they rolled up their sleeves and beat people that day, so he couldn't help sighing a few times.

The instructors also felt embarrassed and hurriedly led him into the school.

Although the tables and chairs inside were not new, they were well painted and there was no defect.The windows in the house are open, bright and refreshing, and the walls are covered with snow-white wallpaper.Puai hangs on the wall, and the fragrance of ink and ink that has been soaked in for many years, and the fresh air of mint from nowhere, makes people wake up and refresh themselves as soon as they enter the door. It is indeed a good place for reading.

There is a row of bookshelves in front of the classroom, on which are some old books on classics and history and collections of students' monthly exams.

Fang Tixue went up to pick up the anthology and read it, his eyebrows stretched, and he nodded slightly: "The county school doesn't need to pretend to be a heavenly palace, as long as it can make the students calm down and study."

The county school is doing well, but we have to look at sociology.

There are two social schools in the city. Although the social schools are not government-built brick houses like the county schools, the houses seem to have been repaired recently.The courtyard walls and houses are all flat gray walls. Looking from the window sill, the walls are as wide as a person's hand, and they are very strong. The walls inside are also powdered white, so it won't be too dark to read in the morning and evening. Eye.

Fang Tixue couldn't help admiring: "Song Ling only took office for a few months, and he built the school like this. It is really rare for a virtuous person. Today's prefectural and county officials are mostly only willing to pay attention to the supervision of money and food. They have long forgotten that the Taizu had ordered the school to be run. Wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse if it was the first major event?"

County magistrate Song quickly replied: "Don't dare to be an old gentleman, it's all the child's work. When he was in Rong County, he asked the craftsman to burn a kind of plaster, and it was dry within a few days after repairing the house, and it didn't take a lot of manpower. It can be done by hiring a few idlers. Otherwise, during the busy season of farming in spring and summer, how dare the lower officials recruit people to build schools?"

Fang Tixue glanced at Song Shi, and asked with interest: "I thought you've only been studying behind closed doors these past few years, but you don't want to discuss these things that benefit the people with craftsmen?"

Song Shi was also persuaded by others because of his scientific research before, but now he heard Teacher Fang say that he is "benefiting the people", he quietly straightened his back, and replied confidently: "Reading is for the benefit of the people, and doing this is also for the benefit of the people." For the people, the students just want to be able to do the same thing, and teach the common people to enjoy more convenience."

Seeing his bright eyes and proud face, Fang Tixue couldn't help but smile: "Do practical things with sincerity, but you are a seedling who studies the practical knowledge of reality. But this practical study should also be based on classics. You I have just passed the county examination, and my study of Confucian classics is not yet solid, so don't get in the way of your career for the sake of the last."

Song Shi responded with all his mouth: "Students dare not, students are recruited by teachers as students, and it is difficult to repay the teacher's kindness. Don't you want to take the provincial and general examinations again, and then continue the teacher-student relationship with your husband in the dragon and tiger list in the future?"

In one sentence, he not only clarified his ambition to study, but also secretly wished Fang Tixue to return to Beijing to be promoted to a high-ranking official in the ministry hall. Hearing this, Mr. Fang was full of satisfaction, and pulled him in the same car to the government hotel in front of the county government.

The Fu Hotel has also been redecorated in the past few days, and there is a rockery in front of it to block the line of sight, making the original four-square building look sinuous and deep.In the courtyard where Tixue lives, there is a plaque with the title of the imperial history of the previous dynasty, and a pair of woodcut couplets on both sides of which are "there are all essayists in the hall, and there is no money in the suitcase".

Fang Tixue was overjoyed and sighed: "This couplet should be hung in my generation's residence, but I don't know who made it?"

This is Lu Yuting's room couplet in the Ming Dynasty. This pair was included in the travel papers memorized when Song Shi first wore it. When he first came here, he thought it was suitable when he was repairing the mansion hotel, so he hung it up by the way.However, the author of the couplets in this era has not yet been born, and he does not want to assume this name, so he said vaguely: "Students saw it from the outside, but forgot where it was seen, because when they first arrived in the county, they repaired a hotel. I felt that this combination should be used here, so I asked someone to hang it up."

Mr. Fang nodded and said, "I don't think it looks like you, a late learner who has not entered the officialdom. This is definitely a compliment from a senior who loves the people like a son and is eager to learn."

Scholars in this era are too powerful. You can guess someone's identity just by looking at a couplet, which is as accurate as fortune-telling.Fortunately, he is not a person who likes to use other people's poems as a pretense, otherwise he would be slapped in the face every minute.

All the scholars in the courtyard listened to the academic officer's teaching honestly, and only followed him and County Magistrate Song into the courtyard after he had appreciated enough.

The courtyard is more secluded than the outside: leaning against the wall there are several stalks of pruning bamboo, plantains are half-covered under the window, a gourd vine climbs in the west of the courtyard, and there are a few white flowers that have just bloomed among the green leaves.The ground in the courtyard is paved with bluestone, and a winding path is built with crushed pebbles; there are bowl lotuses in the storage tanks on both sides of the road, and the scales of golden crucian carp under the lotus move from time to time, which is indescribably refreshing and pleasant.

There is still a faint fragrance of mint floating in the courtyard, the breeze is blowing, the phoenix tail is dense, the fresh air of the lotus and the cold fragrance of mint are intertwined, making this small courtyard full of coolness.It's the middle of summer, but the courtyard is not dry at all, and there is no buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, and no insects attacking people. It makes people want to step in and don't want to go out again.

The space in the library was limited, Master Song arranged for the scholars to drink tea in the courtyard to enjoy the cool, and only the county officials led Master Fang and the family he brought into the room.

The room where Tixue stays is also generally furnished leisurely: a small pine bonsai is placed on the desk; a thin-necked vase with half-bloomed pink lotus is placed on the table; several sets of new books are placed on the bookshelf leaning against the wall; randomly arranged in the corner There are several carved wooden frames of boxwood root, on which there are landscape bonsai with light smoke curling up.

Fang Tixue glanced curiously, and saw that the water in the bonsai was covered with cloud-like white smoke, and the cold air hit his face, which turned out to be ice water.He wanted to reach out to touch it, but Song Juren hurriedly reminded: "This is not good ice, but water with saltpeter added, which is used for cooling and adding some fun to this bonsai. If the old man wants to use ice, the official This is ordered to be fetched."

Fang Tixue withdrew his hand from the surface of the water, touched the outside of the pot lightly, felt the coolness of his fingertips, and said with a smile: "It takes a lot of energy to make such an exquisite thing."

County Magistrate Song couldn't listen to others saying that the things his son made were not good, so he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, old man, this saltpeter has been used once, and it can be reused after refining it again. It doesn't cost anything." He asked him again: "The weather is hot, would you like to use some ice cream, sir? If you can't use ice, I will ask someone to bring up the fruit from the well water."

What is sorbet?

As the name suggests, Fang Tixue thought it was cakes frozen in an ice basin, so he nodded happily: "Summer here in Fujian is really hard, so it's better to use some iced snacks. If it's not early, call the students Go back and rest, I just took advantage of this time to watch their classes in the library and make some comments, and I will not let those students work so hard to accompany me all morning."

County magistrate Song beckoned someone to deliver yogurt sorbet, and said with a smile, "That's okay, it's too hot during the day, and the students are not in the mood. I will be accompanied by the officials and others for lunch, and in the evening, the officials will arrange a banquet for the old man. Invite these students to come to serve the banquet, and then the adults can test them as much as they want."

The author has something to say: Fu uses jade candles to reconcile the five colors, and turns the gray reeds into the tube; Xuantai cloths the three suns, and returns to the spring of the millet... Gong Weitai, Jinqi elites, jade and elegance...Together, we admire Yuangong The tune Xie.A simple and humble material, a low-quality product, Wantong is afraid of Maohong, and knotted is often ashamed of his uncle... Fu Ji Taici, bowing down to learn

This paragraph is from Huang Liuhong's "Fuhui Quanshu" Netease cloud reading has a simplified version