After Wang Fulin went to the Wang Mansion, he was full of anger when he went out and complained constantly. n∈n∈, Phoenix, please search and follow immediately, and Wang Daokun was sick at home.

For ordinary officials and even scholars who criticize Wang Fulin but do not pay attention to his whereabouts, they may not know this news, and if they know it, they will at most gloat and smile. But for some people who pay attention to his every move at all times, such performance undoubtedly sends a very clear signal that Wang Daokun and Wang Fulin's nephew are indeed not a single iron plate. In their opinion, after all, blood ties are already very far away, and when facing a huge crisis, there will inevitably be differences. Wang Daokun, who was originally in danger but a famous scholar in the southeast, may even cut off his arm and draw a clear line with this nephew.

“This is the opportunity.”

Wang Chonggu said this to Zhang Siwei, and then said with a smile: "Don't think that Wang Daokun is a famous scholar in the southeast, but he is different from Wang Shizhen. The words he often talk about are that businessmen do not let down the farmers, and Hui people are the only ones who are the only ones who are the only ones who are the only ones who are the only ones who are the only ones who are the most popular in the world. They are not as good as Hui people. They are always based on interests. But Hui people are different. If I remember correctly, Hui people are not close to the people in the countryside, they are not a relative of the people, and they are not a son or a villain, and the civil servants are barren and the legitimate is rich, and there is division, then the legitimate ruler is in power. In other words, the family and the other branches are clearly divided."

"And, when you and I were dealing with Wang Daokun step by step, we once checked that Wang Fulin almost lost his fame in Huizhou, and his family was almost sent to the chief of food. Wang Daokun never helped, in the final analysis, because his father owed his brother a lot of money. It was not until Wang Fulin worked hard and paid off his debts, and was trusted by the county magistrate Ye Junyao and appreciated Xie Tingjie. So Wang Daokun took a different look and spared no effort in the palace examination of his provincial examination, but in the final analysis, it was just because his own son was too young. Wang Daokun was not very proficient in the officialdom of Wang Daokun."

Zhang Siwei naturally understood what his uncle meant, and nodded in understanding and said, "But when the disaster comes, each flew away. Wang Daokun himself finally managed to stabilize himself, and public opinion is definitely difficult to reverse. How could he have done a lot of trouble with Wang Fulin who caused such a big deal. As for the chief assistant Zhang Juzheng, he used Wang Fulin's affairs to eliminate the thorns in the censorship and wanted to place people in the Censorate, which was just a kindness recommended by Zhang Xueyan, and the emperor said. It was not really a firm sense of protection. Therefore, by using public opinion, Wang Fulin was struggling and his uncle turned against him. Not only was the stone of Wang Daokun easy to move, but he could also scold Wang Daokun, the uncle, in front of Zhang Juzheng, for his lack of love."

"So, this is an open conspiracy." Wang Chonggu took a sip of tea and then said to Zhang Siwei, "At present, we don't have to do anything. Just sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. If you ask the brothers Taizheng and others to work harder and pass the Jinshi as soon as possible, I will supervise your cousin every day. The imperial examination is the foundation of the family's continuation. You see, although Sun Mine was suppressed before, the Sun clan of Yuyao was still a huge figure. Apart from not letting people join Shujishi, Zhang Juzheng did not dare to tell the Sun family how even if the Sun family had never left the cabinet, there were too many Shangshu."

Wang Chonggu came later than many scholars and officials. His only son Wang Qian was only 38 years old this year. He said he was Zhang Siwei's cousin, but in fact he was a teenager. However, compared to Wang Fulin, who was less than 20 years old, Wang Qian naturally seemed to have a difficult journey to the imperial examination. As for Zhang Tai, Zhang Jiazheng, after all, he was still young, but he should not be careless, even if he had a little experience in the end. After all, Zhang Juzheng had five sons in total. With Zhang Juzheng's strength, it was certain to give one or two sons a title in each meeting. They could take the opportunity to get some benefits for their own family.

Forget about the top three in the first class, the second class is bound to win.

The uncle and nephew said for a while, and today they said goodbye to Zhang Siwei, who was visiting his uncle, and left. He left the palace and was about to get into the sedan chair, when he suddenly heard a rush of horse hooves. When he turned his head to see, he saw a rider galloping from the entrance of the alley like flying, stopping the horse more than ten steps in front of him, and then jumped off the horse and rushed to him. He recognized that he was a relative who often followed Zhang Taizheng in his family. He couldn't help but scolded him with some angrily: "It is strictly forbidden to gallop on the ground of the capital, why are there such unruly?"

"Master, I am a little ruthless, but I really don't care about so many things." The follower glanced at the left and right, then came to Zhang Siwei's ear and whispered, "The eldest young master went to attend a literary meeting today, and the young man followed him. I don't know why he mentioned Wang Fulin's affairs in the middle, and the eldest young master agreed and criticized Wang Fulin for a few words. As a result."

Seeing that the follower suddenly started to hesitate, Zhang Siwei felt a little alert instinctively, and immediately urged him unhappily: "What are you doing to hesitate? It's clear."

"I didn't expect that Wang Fulin would come uninvited somehow, as if he was very familiar with the eldest master. Not only did he mention that the eldest master took the initiative to invite him in West Lake, and helped him do business with Folang Jiren when he was in Putuo Mountain, and picked up Yahui in Hangzhou to win over the escort agency to compete with him,"

At this moment, Zhang Siwei was already shocked and angry, and felt that it was not good. He immediately shouted angrily: "What else?"

"The eldest young master and a few friends helped to help, accusing Wang Fulin of being ignorant, and then he was confused by a three-level newspaper. As a result, Wang Fulin angrily smashed ten poems on the spot, all of which were first-class masterpieces."

Perhaps it was learned from the lesson that was just angrily scolded by his master, the follower just swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then stammered under Zhang Siwei's glare: "Wang Fulin also said that he had already written a letter, saying that it was the Liaodong Governor Zhang's Court recommended him to enter the Censorate. It was Zhang's court's love, and he dared not take it. And the emperor's golden words in the Wenhua Palace were just because he was angry with several censors. He could not bear such blessings, so he would never dare to take it as true. Now rumors are circulating everywhere. It is because someone in the court has ulterior motives, misinterpreting the holy intention, smearing Yuanfu's face, bullying him when he was young, and then roasting him on the fire. If he didn't believe it, go and ask Yu Maoxue what the scene was in the Wenhua Palace that day, and there is also."

"Stop talking"

Zhang Siwei only felt that his right eyelid was twitching, and he didn't know whether it was a shock or anger. He looked back at the plaque in the palace, and finally gave up the plan to go in and discuss with Wang Chonggu again, and directly got into the four-person sedan chair. When the sedan chair started, he pinched his palms with his fingernails and tried hard to convince himself that Wang Fulin was futile.

However, Zhang Siwei, the last minister of the cabinet, could comfort himself like this. Zhang Taizheng, who was at the brunt of today, was not so lucky. He never expected that in an ordinary literary meeting, he would have provoked Wang Fulin, the disaster star. He even revealed many of his old foundations. If he only turned his back on his background, he would not be unable to deal with it. But his friends directly mocked Wang Fulin for being ignorant and being the third-class priest was just a lucky draw, but Wang Fulin took a stack of papers to record the poems of today's literary meeting, and directly criticized the poems of these people.

What are shallow, what are sick, what are pale and spirit-free, all of them are the poems of some of them Puzhou scholars. As for the poems and songs written by literati in other places, they have received high praise without exception. If at this time, he still didn't know that Wang Fulin was definitely coming for him, then he would be really a fool. However, Yang Bo's third son, Yang Junyan, a student of the Imperial College, opened his eyes for him, and mocked Wang Fulin for being a Jinshi but had no masterpieces passed down, but immediately suffered a more fierce counterattack.

"There are many first-class poets in ancient and modern times. Although there are many famous scholars in the court, there are also more sour scholars who only comment on national affairs in the wild. If they really let him go to govern a county, I don't have the ability to write books, so I naturally don't come to a literary and poetry club like you. But today, since I have commented on so many artworks, if I don't bring out some things, I believe you won't be convinced."

Since the bookstore had actually sent back the manuscripts he had to print about the personal experiences of Chen Yourong and others outside Fushun Pass. He said that he would not dare to offend scholars, Wang Fulin held his breath in his heart. When did some self-righteous guys represent all literati? Therefore, even though several old friends from She County who brought him to Xin'an Guild Hall today were just reminding him that Yang Junyan's identity was extraordinary. Although he was just a student of the Imperial College, he was the biological son of Yang Bo, who was given the title of Grand Tutor, and married Wang Chonggu's daughter. He had no intention of retreating at all.

After the palace examination last year, the storm that poured dirty water on his head was not calculated yet. He had no Jinyiwei in his hands. There was no factory, but the Hui merchant line. At least he made some achievements in Huaiyang Salt Industry with Mr. Cheng, and then vigorously spread out the silver banknotes in various places, occupying some shares. He dug a lot of things deeply, pulled out the radish and brought out the mud. Some people's black hands couldn't even hide them even if they wanted to.

What's more, you can tell from Zhang Taizheng's virtue just now that even if it was not the leader of the uncle and nephew, at least it would be inevitable to fuel the fire.

"Today there is no limit on rhyme or title, so everyone has taken out three or five poems, regardless of whether they are daily exercises or not, they all put them on the stage for others to comment. Then I will give you a few poems to you. The first one is a miscellaneous poem. The vast sorrow of parting is slanted in the sun, and the whip is the end of the world. The fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."

"The second poem is to express my respect to Mr. Chen. I look at the world with cold eyes and give my confidants with passion. I hate that I am still late to meet, but the Xiangjiang River is full of Lanzhi."

"The third poem, the new thunder. Creature is speechless but has feelings. Every time the cold is over, the spring is born. Thousands of red and purple are arranged, waiting for the first sound of the new thunder."

"The fourth poem, I wrote it when I return home. Buy a horse with a hundred gold coins, buy a beauty with a thousand gold coins, buy a grand prize with a thousand gold coins, where can I buy youth with a grand prize?"

One song after another, ten songs passed by, and there were not many people around him who were stunned, including the fellow villagers who brought Wang Fulin here. Even if he had done it for a long time, the various exercises would always be of uneven level, both good and bad. How could they be like Wang Fulin? All of them were above-level works that made them even more stunned. Wang Fulin walked up to Zhang Taizheng and took out something with a smile.

"Young Master Zhang, look at it. This is my copy of the memorial. I request that the court never go beyond the order and choose officials. This precedent has just been sent. If anyone says that I am dedicated to entering the Censorate, I will criticize him for his face. I also say that those people must use me as an excuse in Wenhua Palace to criticize the Prime Minister to attract attention. By the way, of course, I will not quickly go to print books and collect books for just a few poems. However, the warriors had gone out of Fushun Pass to save hundreds of Liaodong soldiers and civilians who were captured and slaves. I have to print books and commemorate this major event and give it to the people of the world for free. Otherwise, wouldn't it be that those who are distorted right and wrong will succeed?"

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