prosperous age

Chapter 17
The old Taoist looked to be in his 50s, with piercing eyes, and his body was still the same as yesterday. When he came to the front yard, he looked around at the scattered schoolchildren resting in the yard.

Mrs. Sun also appeared soon, but he didn't say a word, he just stood quietly behind the old Taoist priest, letting his eyes search for the students in the courtyard.

Perhaps because he felt that nothing could be seen in this way, or because he wanted to take a closer look, the old Taoist wandered unconsciously in the front yard, constantly looking at the schoolchildren around him.

After all, there were not many children in the private school, and soon, the old Taoist priest came to Wei Guangde.

There was nothing unusual, just like those schoolchildren who passed by just now, the old Taoist didn't seem to notice anything, but when he turned around and walked towards Mrs. Sun, he inadvertently glanced back at Wei Guangde, showing a meaningful look in his eyes.

When he came in front of Master Sun, the old Taoist seemed to have said something to Master Sun, and Master Sun also said a few words with a smile. Following the whispered exchange between the two, the eyes of the two unconsciously turned towards Wei Guangde.

At this moment, Wei Guangde just turned his head and glanced when the old Taoist priest walked over, but he didn't find Mrs. Sun standing there, so he still rested on the pillars in the corridor, naturally he didn't know that there was someone Two sharp eyes looked over.

As Master Sun and the old Taoist returned to the backyard, the front yard returned to the previous scene.

"Renren Lin, you are really right. More than a month ago, the little guy went out with the sentinel boat, but accidentally fell into the water and almost lost his life. I don't know if this counts as the catastrophe you mentioned?"

"Hello, the old man can't see through."

The two had already returned to the backyard, but the communication did not stop.

"Looking at his face, he does look rich and powerful, but logically speaking"

The old Taoist hesitated for a long time when he said this, and did not continue.

"Renren Lin, we have known each other for so many years, if you see something, just say it."

When an old man came to visit, he was still a practitioner, so he naturally thought of asking Master Lin to help him check the luck of his students, to see if there are any people who can obtain fame and become high officials. This is the only obsession of an old scholar .

Today, after having lunch with him, Master Lin couldn't shirk his excuses, so he went here.

"Students like you have mediocre qualifications, so I can only say that they are relatively ordinary.

Of course, if they can work hard in the future, they still have the hope of passing the provincial examination and gaining fame. "

For ordinary people, it is very satisfying to be able to obtain a scholar in the family.

However, in fact, among the middle and upper classes of society, especially in Jiangxi, a province with a large imperial examination, the examination can only be regarded as a starting point.

In the Ming Dynasty, Jiangxi, Huguang, and Nanzhili had always been the major provinces of imperial examinations. There were many brown hairpins released in each imperial examination, which also led to a large number of official families in this area.

Compared with these so-called scholarly families of officials and eunuchs, those squires who only achieved the fame of scholar are not enough, so the old Taoists don't mention scholar at all. In fact, in Jiangxi, scholar really has no status.

Of course Master Sun understood the meaning of the old Taoist's words, his face flushed slightly, but he was a little disappointed immediately, but he continued to listen attentively to the next words.

"Only that Wei"

"Wei Guangde."

When Mr. Sun heard the old Taoist mention Wei, he knew that he was talking about Wei Guangde, because in his private school, the only person surnamed Wei was Wei Guangde, so it was easy to guess. The old Taoist also asked a few questions in the front yard earlier.

"Wei Guangde."

The old Taoist nodded slightly and said: "To be honest, this baby has a good face, but she is destined to die young, logically speaking."

At this point, the old Taoist hesitated and said: "You said before that he fell into the water by accident and almost died. I can't tell whether it was the catastrophe of this child. I can't tell because I am poor and shallow.

However, as long as the child can reach adulthood, it is easy to obtain fame and fame, and it is not too difficult to be a Jinshi. "

Speaking of this, the old Taoist cupped his hands at Master Sun and smiled, "Congratulations to Brother Sun, you have received a proud disciple."

Master Sun was a little sad when he first heard the old Taoist say that Wei Guangde's life would not last long, and he was still a little sad under the teacher-student relationship for several years.

But what the old Taoist said next gave him a feeling of surprise and surprise.

It can only be said that the failure of the township examination for many times in a row really planted a thorn in Mrs. Sun's heart, which was too deep to let go.

Again, Master Sun can only transfer his hope to his disciples.

Mrs. Sun has no sons, only two daughters, both of whom are married.

He really has a plan, wait for his grandson to grow up for another two years, and then receive him to enlighten him.

Although Master Sun also knows that his talents are shallow, there is still no problem in enlightening children.

At that time, if the grandson has the talent in this area, he will naturally lose his old face. He will also look for some of the same age in the past and recommend him to study with more knowledgeable people.

Now that he suddenly heard that Wei Guangde seemed to have such a fate, Master Sun was naturally taken care of.

Although it has nothing to do with me, the teacher-student relationship was also very important in the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking about the future, if Wei Guangde is really like what the old Taoist said, he can pass the Zhongxiang examination, not only to give himself a face, but also to help his grandson. Now Wei Guangde is only 11 years old, not much older than his grandson.

"Is there a way to resolve his fate?"

Master Sun asked cautiously.

"It's hard to say, I can't see through."

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "It is reasonable to say that he should have died by now, alas. The poor Taoist is still ignorant, and he has not reached home in practice."

Having said that, the old Taoist raised his head to look at the sky, and said to Mrs. Sun: "Brother Sun, I have something to do this time.

But when I get here, I will naturally come to visit my old friend, so I won't bother Brother Sun any more, just say goodbye.

In the future, if Brother Sun is free, you might as well come to Lushan to find me, and we will talk by candlelight at night. "

The old Taoist priest wanted to leave, but Master Sun couldn't keep him, so he had to send him out.

The old Taoist left the Sun's private school and headed east along the small road in the town.

Naturally, Wei Guangde didn't know about the conversation between Mr. Sun and the old Taoist priest in the backyard next door. If he knew, he would probably break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, if his soul hadn't accidentally entered this body, little Wei Guangde would really be a dead person.

I stayed in the private school until the end of get out of class, practiced a lot of characters, and was praised by Master Sun, and I still made some progress.

In fact, practicing calligraphy is still practice makes perfect, more practice, handwriting is much better than no practice at all.

Of course, a calligrapher is still a talent, not something that can be practiced.

Of course, if you don't practice, you can't become a calligrapher.

However, Wei Guangde also found that Mrs. Sun looked at him a little strangely this afternoon, and it's hard to say what it feels like.

(End of this chapter)