The Prosperous Era of Longwan

The old Taoist priest looked to be in his fifties, with piercing eyes. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. When he came to the front yard, he looked around at the scattered schoolchildren resting in the yard.

Master Sun also appeared soon, but he did not speak. He stood quietly behind the old Taoist priest, letting his eyes search for the children in the courtyard.

Perhaps thinking that nothing could be seen, or wanting to take a closer look, the old Taoist priest unconsciously strolled in the front yard, constantly looking at the schoolchildren around him.

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

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

Arriving in front of Master Sun, the old Taoist priest seemed to have said something to Master Sun. Master Sun also said a few words with a smile. As the two of them communicated quietly, their eyes unconsciously looked towards Wei Guangde.

At this moment, Wei Guangde just turned his head and glanced when the old Taoist priest came over, but did not find that Master Sun was standing there, so he still rested against the pillar in the corridor. Naturally, he did not know that there was someone there. Two sharp eyes looked over.

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

"Master Lin, you are really right. More than a month ago, the little guy went out with the sentinel boat and accidentally fell into the water. He almost lost his life. I wonder if this is the disaster you mentioned?"

"It's easy for you to say, but the old man can't see through it."

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

"Looking at his face, he does look like a rich man, but it stands to reason."

The old Taoist hesitated for a long time and did not continue.

"Master Lin, we have known each other for so many years. If you see something, just say it directly."

An old friend came to visit, and he was still a practitioner. Naturally, he thought of asking Master Lin to help him check the fortunes of his students and see if there were any people who could obtain fame and become high-ranking officials. This was also the only obsession of an old scholar. .

After having lunch with me today, Lin Zhenren couldn't shirk the reason for this trip.

"You schoolboys have average qualifications. I can only say that they are relatively average.

Of course, if they can work hard in the future, they still hope to pass the provincial examination and gain fame. "

For ordinary people, it is very satisfying if their family can get a scholar.

However, in fact, among the middle and upper class people in society, especially in provinces like Jiangxi, which have major imperial examinations, the examination of people can only be regarded as the beginning.

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

Compared with these so-called scholarly official families, those squires who only achieved the title of scholar are not enough, so the old Taoist people don't mention scholars at all. In fact, in Jiangxi, scholars really have no status.

Master Sun certainly understood the meaning of the old Taoist priest's words, and his face turned slightly red, but then he was a little disappointed, but he continued to listen carefully to the next words.

"Only that Wei"

"Wei Guangde."

When Master Sun heard the old Taoist mention Wei, he knew that he was talking about Wei Guangde, because in his private school, Wei Guangde was the only one named Wei, so it was easy to guess. The old Taoist had asked a few questions in the front yard before.

"Wei Guangde."

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly and said, "To be honest, this baby looks good, but he has a destiny of dying young, so it stands to reason."

At this point, the old Taoist priest hesitated and said: "You said before that he accidentally fell into the water and almost died. I can't say whether it was a disaster in this kid's life. I am a poor Taoist and I can't tell.

However, as long as this child can reach adulthood, it will be easy for him to become a successful candidate, and it will not be difficult to become a scholar. "

Having said this, the old Taoist priest cupped his hands at Master Sun and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Brother Sun for receiving a proud disciple."

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

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

It can only be said that failing the provincial examination many times in a row really planted a thorn in Master Sun's heart, which was too deep to let go.

Under the circumstances again, Master Sun could only transfer his hope to his disciples.

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

He had already planned to wait for his grandson to grow up for another two years before bringing him to his place for enlightenment.

Although Master Sun also knew that his talents were shallow, there was still no problem in educating children.

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

Now that he suddenly heard that Wei Guangde seemed to have this destiny, Master Sun naturally became interested.

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

Thinking about the future, if Wei Guangde can pass the Zhongxiang Examination as the old Taoist priest said, it will not only help him gain face, but also become a help to his grandson. Wei Guangde is only eleven years old now, not much older than his grandson.

"Is there any way to resolve his fate?"

Master Sun asked cautiously.

"It's hard to tell. I can't see through it."

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Ordinarily, he should have died in infancy by now. Alas, the poor Taoist still has little talent and little knowledge, and his cultivation is not good enough."

Having said this, the old Taoist priest looked up at the sky and said to Master Sun: "Brother Sun, I have something to do when I come here this time.

But when I got here, I naturally wanted to visit my old friend, so I stopped bothering Brother Sun and never said goodbye.

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

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

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

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

In fact, if his soul had not entered this body by accident, Xiao 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 calligraphy, and received praise from Master Sun. I still made some progress.

In fact, when it comes to practicing calligraphy, practice makes perfect. If you practice more, your calligraphy will be much better than if you don't practice at all.

Of course, being a calligrapher requires talent and cannot be learned through practice.

Of course, you will definitely not become a calligrapher without practice.

However, Wei Guangde also found that Master Sun looked at him a little strange this afternoon. It was hard to say what he felt.