Jiang Wen kindly invited Song Zhi to come and have fun with the poem.
But he just came, and he was a little embarrassed.
Not familiar with it either!
Not to mention Fang Tong and Jiang Wen only knew each other.
He politely refused, "I still won't go."
"Brother Song, don't be restrained."
"I do not."
"Everyone who came here today is here to participate in this year's meeting. It's fate to get together. Brother Song might as well come with me, everyone is just friends."
"I..." Song Zhi was speechless.
I don't know how to refuse.
Jiang Wenzheng was about to continue saying—
Fang Tongbian interrupted, "Okay, Jiang Wen, Brother Song has just come here, so I'm not used to it, so don't make it difficult for him."
Jiang Wen had no choice but to give up: "Okay then! I'll go first, you should come quickly, don't always sit here and have tea."
"understood."
Immediately, Jiang Wenchao handed over Song Zhi, "Brother Song, I'll go first."
"Um."
After Jiang Wen left, Fang Tong pulled him down again and said, "Brother Song, don't be too polite."
"Have it?"
"Everyone is just to discuss knowledge. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask each other."
"Brother Fang is right." Song Zhi smiled and said in confusion, "By the way, who initiated this poem?"
"I don't know, I heard... he's a big man."
"Oh!"
Fang Tong seemed to have thought of something, and asked him, "By the way, Brother Song, can you be a disciple under which lord?"
Protégé!
Speaking of this, he poked Song Zhi.
He said: "I have just entered Beijing, and I don't know any officials in the DPRK and China, so I haven't been able to worship any adults. Besides, as a poor scholar, I may have been kicked out without even stepping on the threshold of those adults. Now, I hope I can eat three meals a day, so where is the luxury of being a student?"
smile
It's also very sad to say! The exam is held every three years. In the first half of the exam, students will come to Gaoding one after another to explore the way, trying to find an opportunity to get close to the officials of the DPRK and China, preferably an official of the Ministry of Rites. Both the invigilator and the person who wrote the questions are officials from the Ministry of Rites. If you know one, you will be
One more way! If any adult can be fortunate enough to meet again, and accept him as a student, it is like stepping into the court with one foot and being blessed.
To put it bluntly, go through the back door!
Therefore, many students want to get to know a few high-ranking officials and nobles, and even spend their money to carve out a career path for themselves.
Even if the bamboo basket may be empty in the end!
And at all costs.
but-
There are also students like Song Zhi.
No money!
Two no power!
Three... no luck!
They came from a cold background, lived at the bottom, and had no way to stand out!
Just work hard! After listening to his words, Fang Tong was really touched, sighed, and said, "Brother Song is right, how can people like us know such great people! Maybe they can't even get close to those adults. Forget it, I have already taken the test twice, from six years ago to today, and I failed twice
list. But I am not reconciled! Hopefully this year… on the list! Able to return home. "
Six years!
I took the test twice.
With such perseverance, Song Zhi might not be able to do it.
Really admirable.
Song Zhi said, "Brother insisted on it for six years, but Song couldn't keep up."
"But the hardships involved, I'm afraid no one can understand. If I don't pass the exam this year, I probably won't come back to Gao Ding."
"Brother Fang, don't be discouraged, this year will definitely succeed!"
His soothing tone was hard. Fang Tong smiled, "Then I'll borrow your auspicious words." After drinking a sip of Chacha, he added, "People like us are not like those rich and famous sons, who have golden spoons in their mouths. Born, the starting line is higher than us, we want to get ahead... Probably only by our ability
. "
"..." Song Zhi smiled bitterly.
Fang Tong's face sank again, staring at the tea in front of him: "But sometimes, even if you rely on your true ability, you may not be able to go smoothly."
In the tone, there is more helplessness!
sigh!
As the saying goes, money can make a ghost run the mill, and having money and power is equivalent to getting everything. Although the imperial examination emphasizes the public system, it is also strict and rigorous, and people cannot take advantage of it, but everyone knows what the small abacus is in the dark. Belly Ming!
I don't know what to say!
The two stopped talking about it.
More and more painful.
And chatted about some innocuous things.
Said for a long time.
Just at this time-
There was a sound not far away!
When I heard the sound, I saw some students gathered around, what were they looking at
Um
what happened
Immediately, a man's voice was heard in the crowd: "If anyone can match this poem, then the twenty taels of silver will belong to him."
Twenty taels of silver!
For those poor students, it is a huge sum of money.
Song Zhi craned his neck to look over there, and saw a man standing faintly in the middle.
The man was dressed in purple, made of fine satin, and wore an expensive jade pendant around his waist.
It can be seen that the identity is not low.
He held a writing brush and rolled up his sleeves in one hand, and in front of him stood a large table with a sheet of paper on it, on which he just finished writing a line.
Too far to see what exactly is being written
And when he heard that voice, Fang Tong's face sank in an instant.
"What is he?" he whispered softly.
Song Zhi just heard it.
He turned his head and asked him, "Brother Fang knows that person?"
Fang Tong quickly shook his head.
Denied: "I don't know."
Clearly lying.
Song Zhi is not stupid, but he won't break the casserole and ask to the end, that's all.
I heard the purple clothed man ask the crowd again, "What? No one can figure it out? It seems that no one will be able to take these twenty taels of silver."
Everyone looked at each other, staring at the poem spread on the table.
There was a lot of discussion.
It seems that I can't think of a good verse to go right!
Song Zhi was very curious, and craned his neck to look at it, hoping to see the poem written by the man on the paper, but it was too far away, and with someone blocking it, he would definitely not be able to see it.
When I was thinking about whether or not to go over there to take a look-
Fang Tong on the other side got up and walked over.
Song Zhi watched him go over and sat on the chair for a while hesitating.
Immediately followed.
into the crowd.
Fang Tong found Jiang Wen who was also watching, bumped him with his arm, then pointed at the man in purple satin, and asked softly, "Why didn't you say he was here too?"
Jiang Wen lowered his voice and said, "I forgot to tell you."
"you… "
"It's okay, we haven't seen each other for six years, who cares about the past!"
Fang Tong's face was ugly, and he asked again, "So... he also came to the conference this year?"
"Yeah! Are you saying it's weird?"
Strange indeed!
So Fang Tong fell into silence.