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Chapter 90 The prince with perfect reading comprehension

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    Although Zhao Hao had made up his mind not to accept a disciple, Wang Wuyang was Wang Shizhen's nephew after all.  In this hot summer, he had been kneeling all morning, which made him really hot, and he was afraid it would not end well.

    After finishing the meal, Zhao Hao carried an iced bowl of sour plum soup to the door, sat on the threshold and asked Wang Wuyang: "Is it hot? Are you thirsty?"

    "Yeah." Wang Wuyang nodded vigorously and reached out to receive the life-saving bowl of sour plum soup.

    He was already covered in sweat, his mouth was dry, and he was dizzy.  When did a noble son who was pampered and raised by the Wang family in Taicang ever suffer like this?

    Who would have thought that Zhao Hao took back his hand, took a sip and said, "Why don't you leave then?"

    "Uh" Wang Wuyang lowered his hands slumped, but there was no sign of wavering on his face, and hissed: "I will die of thirst and starvation today, and I will die on my knees here, but I will still worship this master."

    "Then I'm telling you, even if you die of thirst and hunger today, I will never accept you if you die outside." Zhao Hao was so angry that he took a sip of sour plum soup and stood up to go in.  Only then did he remember that he was here to persuade him to leave, so he could only persuade him calmly: "Your uncle Wang Danzhou is the most talented person in the Ming Dynasty. Even if he doesn't have time to teach you, as the leader of the literary world, what master can't you find? What are you doing?  Why do you have to make things difficult for me, a little kid?"

    "There is a specialization in the arts, but there is no priority in learning!" Wang Wuyang shook his head categorically and said: "My uncle and his group of literary friends known as the 'Later Seven Sons' have been talking about the past and the present, and they always say, 'Writers must be from Qin and Han Dynasties, and poetry must be from Qin and Han Dynasties.  "The prosperous Tang Dynasty", they say that today's compositions only need to "make words into words and words into articles" and imitate the ancients. Although their rhetoric is highly praised by the world, I have always felt very uncomfortable. If it is really like what my uncle said  He said that articles since the Western Han Dynasty and poems since the Tang Dynasty are not worth reading. So why do people today have to spend so much time composing articles and poems? They can just use the articles from the Han and Tang Dynasties!"

    "Uh" Zhao Hao originally thought that the child's skull was broken.  Unexpectedly, he is still a scholar with very independent opinions Of course, it may be just a rebellion against the environment in which he grew up.

    "But my knowledge is shallow. Every time I debate with my uncle, I will be completely refuted" Wang Wuyang sighed and said: "Over the years, I have dreamed of increasing my knowledge. I have read many books by sages, but the more I read, the more I read."  The more confused I became. When I was almost desperate"

    Wang Wuyang said, looking at Zhao Hao with admiration, and waving his hands excitedly: "When I saw Master's six masterpieces, I was suddenly enlightened and enlightened. It turns out that the path I am pursuing is at Master's feet!  "

    "Uh" Zhao Hao scratched his head and thought to himself, how could I be promoted to such a height just by blindly copying a few famous poems?  He put down the bowl curiously and asked, "What exactly did you see?"

    "Master's first poem, 'Li and Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, but it is no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years'!" Wang Wuyang replied loudly: "That's already a powerful reply.  Uncle, they are still clinging to old arguments!"

    "The articles of the Han Dynasty and the poems of the Tang Dynasty have indeed been praised from generation to generation! But after thousands of years, no matter how good the articles are, there is nothing new. We, China, have had talents from generation to generation. We don't have to imitate the ancients and just write our own articles.  The one who has been leading the way for hundreds of years!¡±

    "Uh" Zhao Hao couldn't help but nodded slightly, thinking that your explanation seemed to make sense.

    "Master's second poem, 'Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.' Not only does it prove with strength, but today's poems can also lead the way for hundreds of years. It also implies that today's people should take the articles of Han and Tang Dynasties as nourishment.  , make more outstanding articles!" Wang Wuyang said excitedly again.

    "Uh" Zhao Hao felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and secretly thought that this child's reading comprehension is perfect, and he can actually answer questions beyond the syllabus

    "Master's third poem, 'Kiuzhou is angry and relies on wind and thunder, and it is pitiful for thousands of horses to stand in silence. I urge God to cheer up and send down talented people in any way!' The first half is an indictment and admonishment to the latter seven sons for blindly retrograding and rigidizing the literary world. The second half  Que is Master¡¯s earnest hope for the Ming Dynasty¡¯s literary world.¡±

    At this point, Wang Wuyang looked at Zhao Hao as if he was looking up to a god.  "The students also secretly thought that the master was not only referring to the literary world, but also the vigilance and expectations of the entire Ming Dynasty. Now that the new king has ascended the throne, the demonic atmosphere of the previous dynasty has been wiped away"

    "Be careful" Zhao Hao trembled with fright and quickly stopped him from continuing. He glared at him and said, "You are just a young man, how dare you talk about national affairs?"

    "The apprentice is lying, but this is what the master means!" Wang Wuyang insisted on his opinion: "Because of the master's fourth poem, 'Leaning alone on the railing to face the dawn wind, the stream is full of spring water to the east of the small bridge. I know that last night's dream of Red Mansions, I was in the peach blossom  Among the thousands of trees! Master stood on the high building and looked at the spring water flowing eastward and the peach blossoms on the thousands of trees. What a vibrant and prosperous scene it was!Ming is the beautiful expectation for our literary world and our Ming Dynasty!  "

    "Is this okay?" Zhao Hao was speechless for a moment. When Wang Wuyang said this, it really seemed like this.  I think these scholars are really amazing. As long as they are willing, they can interpret and interpret anything for you.

    "Let's look at the fifth song, which is also the one most praised by students" Wang Wuyang cleared his smoky voice and continued to dance with joy: "'The immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together, and they only know how to sing unevenly in the night. The wind is full of sad songs.  "Qi, muddy mud brings bad reputation." This Shangque poem is actually the most true portrayal of seekers such as teachers and students. Others only think that we are talented, but can they understand the pain of our sleepless nights? What we pursue is not a false reputation at all.  But the great truth!"

    "I don't, I'm not" Zhao Hao thought silently in his heart: "I've been sleeping very well recently. Although I don't want to be famous, I just want to get rich"

    "The second half is the best for my disciple. He has read all the books of saints and sages since he was enlightened at the age of six, but he still doesn't know everything. To be an official and a herdsman, you don't need poems and essays, and to do business and farm, let alone the articles of saints and sages, it's not  So what if 'nine out of ten people are contemptible and useless scholars'? Not to mention a genius like me, aren't the millions of scholars in the Ming Dynasty all equally useless bookworms?"

    "I didn't say anything about others" Zhao Hao defended himself in a low voice.

    "In this case, it cannot be destroyed or established! Master has pointed out a clear path for us, 'Don't worry about poetry and make prophecies, and spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises'! Don't be trapped in scriptures, don't stick to the words of sages, and speak boldly  Speak your own words and go your own way!" Wang Wuyang once again expressed deep admiration to Zhao Hao: "Students are stupid. Although they have understood the truth, they still don't know where the road is. Only by following the master's steps and listening to the master's teachings can we know the way.  A day of truth. Master, please be extra merciful and accept bad disciples. I am willing to serve day and night, not escaping from the cold or heat, traveling back and forth in front of my mentor, and never dare to slack off for the rest of my life"

    After saying that, I bowed again and again, and worshiped Fangxing four times.

    Even Zhao Hao was a little moved now. The four-pronged bow is a gift to parents and teachers. It is the most solemn etiquette among people.

    Wang Wuyang's children of the world can fold this, obviously have made the greatest determination, and they did not worship the teacher and vowed not to stop.

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