fake prince

Chapter 19

Fang Wenshao took the hangover tea, took a sip, and smiled wryly: "This feast at noon is to celebrate Master Liu's [-]th birthday, and it was not until Shenchu. My benefactor, how can I neglect and resign early?"

"Furthermore, his son Liu Hongmo is already motivated, and he is already a scholar, let alone belittle him. Alas, it would be great if Xi'er had such promise. This time, Xi'er has committed a scandal, so I can only excuse myself from a minor illness and recuperate. , I'm really ashamed!"

Fang Zheng knew that her husband loved her son very much, but she hated him for being too careless, so she quickly said, "My son has recovered from his illness."

As he said that, he explained the process in detail, and said: "Ordinary people say that good luck suppresses bad luck, and the friends my son makes are still a little bit lucky."

Fang Wenshao was overjoyed when he heard that his son had recovered from his illness. After thinking about it carefully, he murmured: "You mean, Xi'er doesn't hurt when she gets close, but hurts when she leaves?"

Fang Zheng said: "According to my son, it is indeed so."

This is not just a matter of luck, Fang Wenshao was startled, and got up: "I'll go and have a look, and test Xi'er's homework by the way."

Mrs. Fang Zheng is not an ignorant person, she just said softly to her husband: "His face is swollen, and he hasn't studied for the past few days. If you miss your homework, don't punish him in front of your friends."

Fang Wenshao stroked his short beard: "Madam, don't worry, I have a measure."

After searching, he found the study room, and found that his son had forgotten most of the homework he had done a few days ago, so he immediately picked up the ruler and hit him hard a few times: "How did I teach you? I acted on the basis of my talent. Meng Lang, don't you want to make progress?"

Fang Xi burst into tears and could only bear it.

"Tell me, what's going on with this matter?" Putting down the ruler, Fang Wenshao sat back on the chair and asked.

Fang Xi opened her eyes wide, looked at her father, and said one by one, and what she said was not much different from what Fang Zheng said.

Fang Wenshao was thoughtful, although his son had some talent in reading and successfully passed the Tongsheng examination, but his personality was a bit sloppy. My expectations are about to be dashed.

At this age, when it is most likely to go the wrong way, you can't let it go.

Seeing her father's face sinking like water, Fang Xi showed confusion, and said in a low voice, "Father, my son knows his mistake, and he will definitely study hard in the future and make his family shine."

"It depends on your performance in the future. It's not just a promise." Fang Wenshao didn't intend to let his son change all of a sudden. For him, getting acquainted with people is more important.

Zheng Yingci is a relative of his own family. He has known him since he was a child, and he is indeed very outstanding. However, there is another person who just knew him. He stroked his beard and said, "That Su Ziji you just met is Tongsheng?"

Fang Xi thought for a while: "Yes, I heard from my cousin that he is a new student in the middle school. Although my son has never heard of his talent and name, but I think he is a child student at the age of 15, so he should be good at learning."

Although Fang Wenshao couldn't understand his son's looseness, he felt at ease about his son's making friends.

"There is a saying, don't bully young people to be poor. Although you are a child from a poor family, if you can pass the entrance examination, you are already better than many people. Let's go and see."

As Fang Wenshao said, he went to meet the guests in the living room. Su Ziji had already changed his clothes and was chatting with Yu Lv and Zhang Sheng.

"Nephew Su Xian, your father and I were in the same hometown, and we were even the same age. We have always been close and educated, but we have never met you before. When I saw you today, you are a young talent. You can tell that you are the seed of reading at a glance." Fang Wenshao not only He talked to his nephew Yu Lu, exchanged greetings with Zhang Sheng, and had a good attitude towards Su Ziji.

"You and Xiao'er were born in Zhongben County again, and you will have more contacts in the future."

Su Ziji quickly said: "The students are lucky, and they are really ashamed."

Fang Wenshao also said: "I heard that your father passed away and the countryside was closed. I didn't hear about it. I couldn't go to the mourning. I am really ashamed. I would like to give you 15 liang of silk gold. My nephew has the right to keep it. I will have to pay my respects in person in the future."

As he said that, someone came in with a wooden tray, inside which were placed three silver ingots, each about five taels.

15 taels of silver, for a poor student like Su Ziji, it is definitely considered a large sum of money, which is really surprising, but it is reasonable to collect it at the funeral, but it is not in line with etiquette to collect it now.

Su Ziji refused again and again, and only said: "If uncle mourns, my nephew will welcome him for ten miles, but now this money cannot be accepted."

After a pause, Su Ziji said sincerely, "However, I do have one request."

"Oh? Nephew Su Xian, please say yes." Fang Wenshao was a little curious about what Su Ziji wanted. Not only Fang Wenshao, but Mrs. Zheng and others were also waiting for Su Ziji's next words.This is 15 taels of silver. As a poor student, he refused it. This is really puzzling. Su Ziji turned down the gift, what did he ask for?

Then I heard Su Ziji say: "Brother Fang and I hit it off right away. I heard that my uncle's writing is sophisticated and his words are exquisite. My nephew wants to ask Brother Fang to recite the eulogy so that he can use it for life."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Although the experience of juren is indeed of some value to scholars, especially those who want to be a scholar, the Great Wei Shizu reformed the system and established imperial examinations and engraving and printing. It has become the most important way to become an official. County examinations, government examinations, provincial examinations, general examinations, and palace examinations are almost all determined by Shiwen.

For the imperial examinations, publishers collected and published articles by Juren and above, especially Jinshi Hanlin. The depth and breadth of the reading activities of Shiwen has been unprecedentedly popularized.

No matter how confident Fang Wenshao was, he didn't feel that his articles could be compared with this kind of published Hanlin essays.

And looking at Su Ziji's clothes, one can tell that his family may not be poor, but he is not rich either. To turn down the money and just want to listen to his own articles, is this noble, or is it a kind of scheming?

Fang Wenshao gave a dry cough, and said to his bookboy, "It's easy, Mo Shu, go and bring the small wooden box on my bookshelf, Xi'er, just read it to Nephew Su Xian."

In fact, although it was only the first time we met, Su Ziji gave a good impression. If he is noble, although he is a bit naive, it is in line with the nature of a teenager and human nature.

But if it's a conspiracy, just to flatter yourself, it's a bit scary.

Because he was only 15 years old, he had this kind of thought when he had an idea, but the so-called danger of mountains and rivers in his chest, even if he was really a noble person, he couldn't make friends with him.

In this case, even if there is a temporary benefit, there will be a catastrophe in the end. Although his son is free but has a big heart, he will be a dead ghost at that time, and he must not be allowed to stay by his son's side.

Of course, Fang Wenshao had no intention of offending potential nobles, so he would not suppress them, but would spend some money and connections to send Su Ziji to study in a government school. This would not only separate him, but also give him a favor, and see him in the future.

Thinking this way, I asked the book boy to get it. The Fang family does not engage in red sleeves to add fragrance. Whether it is Fang Wenshao or Fang Xi, the servants are all book boys. In this respect, Fang Wenshao should set an example. She's a nympho outside, even if she's engaged to a fiancee.

Now I have learned a lesson, if I restrain myself because of this, in Fang Wenshao's view, it will be a blessing in disguise.

"Master, the box has been brought here." A moment later, Mo Shu, who was sent to the study to carry the box, came back, carrying a not-so-big wooden box, and gently placed it on the table.

Fang Wenshao motioned for Su Ziji to come over, not only Su Ziji, but others also moved closer.

Especially Fang Xi, seeing her father open the box, couldn't help but look inside: "Father, are these your manuscripts?"

There are more than a dozen books in it.

Fang Wenshao glanced at him: "This is my reading experience and poems for more than ten years. You have read most of them, and there are two remaining books. You should read them well in the next few days. Don't be lazy."

If it wasn't for his son, how could he write these things?

(End of this chapter)