Wang...shou...ren...

These three words came out from Zhu Houzhao's mouth.

Yang Tinghe was stunned.

Who is Wang Shouren?

I have never heard of it.

But behind him, Wang Hua's body was trembling.

When he drove Wang Shouren out of the house, he originally hoped that he could reflect on himself and realize his mistakes! But Wang Hua was his father after all, and Wang Shouren was his son. No matter what, Wang Shouren was also his flesh.

But... I heard that this guy rolled up the bedding and ran to the Fang family directly.

Wang Hua's heart... hurts...

Naturally, he could not have been able to go to the Fang family to ask for someone and call Wang Shouren home with shame.

After all, he can't just go to other people's houses to make trouble, after all, he is the Qingliu in the clear stream!

But seeing his son mingling with Fang Jifan, he couldn't sleep or eat.

And now... when the prince talked about Mr. Wang, he was proud and said that Mr. Wang praised the prince as a talented person, and said that the prince's books had been read almost. What is this?

This is a misleading child and a great harm to others. It is a way to go with Fang Jifan.

Wang Hua was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, his face was tragic, his eyes showed pain, and his body was shaking.

Yang Tinghe subconsciously turned around, noticed Wang Hua's strangeness, and couldn't help but say with concern: "Dehui, Dehui, what's wrong?"

Just as Wang Hua fainted, Yang Tinghe quickly supported Wang Hua, but Zhu Houzhao had already left.

Yang Tinghe was so anxious that he stomped his feet. Which one was Mr. Wang and which one was Wang Shouren? He actually misled the prince so much. Is this still a human being?

Wang Hua woke up quietly, looking at Yang Tinghe looking at him anxiously, his eyes opened a line, and then he heard Yang Tinghe say angrily: "Wang Shouren is a traitor, and he even confuses His Highness the Prince..."

Wang Hua wanted to faint again.

But after all, thinking of his son doing such a wrong thing and thinking about his son's safety, he couldn't help but say, "Wang Shouren...is my son... my son..."

"What..." Yang Tinghe looked at Wang Hua in shock, even thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Wang Hua really wanted to find a crack in the ground, but he had to take a deep breath, regain a little strength, and hold his forehead and said, "My son was also misled by a traitor. He didn't know what kind of ecstasy medicine he took, saying that he had learned the knowledge of Xinjianbo and was swaying everywhere. Alas, I'm so ashamed. These so-called knowledge were taught by Fang Jifan and had nothing to do with my son. My son, like the prince, was misled by others."

At this point, what else can I say? Can I say that my unscrupulous son cheated the prince?

As a great father, if you want to preserve your son and as the head of the family, you naturally don’t admit that this knowledge belongs to Wang Shouren, and you must be Fang Jifan.

Apart from the freak of Fang Jifan, who can make such a fallacy?

Yang Tinghe really believed it.

Look at how solemn Wang Hua is. Will the son he taught to tinker with these things that are not available? Will the Wang family be so rebellious after generations of poetry and books?

I don't know.

But now, the problem is very serious when it comes to the prince.

Yang Tinghe looked at Wang Hua deeply and said, "Dehui, things are urgent. If Your Highness is not easy to learn, it would be fine. But you can easily believe in evil words. This country is a great misfortune. If we worship the Eastern Palace, if the prince is not knowledgeable, it is certainly your negligence. But if Your Highness is mistaken by a traitor, you and me will not be redeemed by a hundred deaths. Dehui, we must go to see the emperor immediately and must not indulge him anymore."

Wang Hua took a deep breath, but didn't know what to say. He naturally knew the seriousness of the problem, but he also knew that this matter would never be good, but this matter also concerns his son, which forced him to hesitate.

Seeing Wang Hua stumble, Yang Ting said angrily: "Since these evil words were made by Xin Jianbo, the prince and Lingzi were both victims."

Wang Hua was finally moved and finally said two words: "Face Saint!"

On the other side, Zhu Houzhao had already beaten the horse out of the Eastern Palace. Liu Jin followed quickly and said, "Your Highness, your highness, why do I feel that my eyelids are always twitching? Something is going to happen."

Zhu Houzhao sat on the horse, excited, and he wanted to fly to the west mountain. After hearing Liu Jin's words, he said indifferently: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't be in trouble."

Liu Jin, however, seemed to have eaten a fly and said with a bitter face: "Of course you are not afraid. Your Highness is the crown prince and the crown prince of the country..."

Halfway through his words, Zhu Houzhao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He accelerated the horse speed with a sound and took a step forward. The guards were all in casual clothes and quickly chased after him.

Liu Jin was only half of his words, looking at Zhu Houzhao who had already walked away, he was forced to say, "I will be miserable by then. If something happens, it is not an exaggeration to dismember the five horses." The second half of the words could only be swallowed back into his stomach.

…………

Wang Shouren had been waiting in the West Mountain today.

Zhu Houzhao thought he wanted to mine, but all the scholars who came here also learned to be smart. Although everyone wore a turban on his head, they did not wear Confucian shirts. After all, Confucian shirts were inconvenient to work. They were all dressed up in short clothes and breeches on their lower heads.

But Wang Shouren stared at everyone and said, "Divid the hoe."

Someone said, "Didn't you hear about mining?"

Wang Shouren said calmly: "My teacher has an explanation, don't cause trouble for the miners, you should go over the place more."

In fact, I haven't finished saying this yet, and there is still the second half. Wang Shouren chose to say it very cleverly. Fang Jifan's original words were that they were all free to work anyway, so there was no need to do it.

When the readers heard this, they were silent again.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "The farming is also very good. I can cultivate three acres today, which is definitely more than yesterday."

However, some people raised questions, and it was Liu Jie who raised the questions.

Liu Jie solemnly bowed to Wang Shouren and said, "Mr. Wang is very talented, the student has a doubt. Please ask Mr. Wang to explain it."

Wang Shouren nodded with a smile.

Liu Jie said: "Students deeply agree with Mr. Wang's principles, but...the principle depends on the principles, but nowadays, the court uses eight-part essays to select scholars. If Cheng and Zhu don't read the classics, then how should scholars enter the officialdom?"

His question is actually what everyone wants to ask.

Your principles are very good and thought-provoking. Everyone is willing to learn, but the situation is better than others.

Think about it, if scholars want to be officials, they must participate in the imperial examination. If they do not study Cheng and Zhu, even if everyone follows Mr. Wang’s knowledge and action, and lean over to do things, what’s the use? In the end, they have no fame and fame, so are they still scholars?

Most of the people standing here are Juren and scholars, and they are more concerned about their future.

Even Liu Jie has been defeated many times, but he has never had the intention of being a gold medal? After all, people have the idea of ​​shining their families.

Wang Shouren smiled and said, "You asked the right question. I have also asked my teacher for advice. My teacher's answer is very simple. Since this is the reality, the court's major strategies cannot be changed by you and I. So, why not use the eight-legged essays as arable land?"

“…”

Can the imperial examination be used as arable land?

Looking at the puzzled look on everyone's faces, Wang Shouren smiled and said, "My teacher has trained many Jinshi. The method of training is very simple, that is, to regard writing articles as a craft, rather than writing articles as a way to pursue the great way. Since it has been used as a craft, then just like a farmland, master the tricks of making eight essays, read Cheng Zhu as a craft, and read it as a tool. If you get a good article about eight essays, then analyze this article, why it solves the problem with this, why it uses this to start a essay? Others learn eight essays, see the meat of eight essays. When you read eight essays, you can ignore the meat. There is no need to delve into the truth in these eight essays, but to see the bones."

"Seeing his bones, treat eight essays as farming and a craft..."

Everyone was quiet and was thinking deeply.

Is this possible?

They are not quite sure.

At this time, Wang Shouren said again: "What's more, the eight-legged essay is so difficult now. There are too many strange questions. If you want to stand out, the most difficult one is to solve the questions. But if you lock yourself in your study, it will be even more difficult to solve the questions. You might as well come out more and increase your knowledge. At that time, your thinking may be different. If you want to solve the questions, it may be easier."

"Of course...whatever treats the eight-legged essays as a skill, I am not as good as the three senior brothers Ouyang Zhi and Jiang Chen. They will occasionally come here to attend night classes. If you have time, you might as well come and listen to their lectures. It's getting late, so let's farm first."

Everyone was skeptical about this.

Wang Shouren's meaning is that when studying eight-legged essays and Cheng Zhu, he does not have to worship them as vast principles, but learns why he said this like a skill, why this eight-legged essay is better than others, and uses a detached attitude to analyze the pros and cons of eight-legged essays. This seems to have some truths, but only God knows whether it is useful or not.

Liu Jie thought for a while and nodded: "Students are taught."

He has lost his name many times. There is a saying that if you have too much debt, you won’t worry about it, and if you have too much lice, you won’t itch.

After all, it is really too difficult to get to the top of the list. It is as difficult as reaching the sky. Hundreds of thousands of scholars in the world can win every three years, but there are only one in a thousand.

Wang Shouren had already taken the hoe and took the lead in starting farming. Everyone no longer hesitated and began to farm together.

The West Mountain is busy, and two wills are sent out from the warm-up pavilion at noon on that day.

The two eunuchs hurriedly heading towards Xishan and Xinjianbo Mansion and quickly left.

Your Majesty gave an order to summon Xinjian Bo Fang Jifan and Prince Zhu Houzhao to meet him.
Chapter completed!