Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

In this way, not only Su Muzhang and King Kong couldn't figure it out, even the master of the house of ceremonies was stunned: "What does Mr. Shao mean by that?"

This Mr. Shao behaved calmly and decently, with a faint sense of refinement on his body, and the master of the county yamen was born as a scholar, even he was so polite to Mr. Shao.

Obviously, this is a person of status.

Mr. Shao glanced at Su Mu, with a hint of boredom on his face, he turned his head and said, "Master Gao has only been in the county lord's seat for a few months, and he probably doesn't know who this son is."

Master Gao: "How do you say?"

Mr. Shao: "This sumu is very famous in Qingyuan County. This person has been sick since his mother's womb, and he has been insane for a while. He is an idiot. The imperial examination is to promote talents for the country, and Master Gao put an idiot in it. Go to the examination room, if he gets sick and disturbs the order in the imperial examination room, who can bear the responsibility?"

Having said that, he became serious.

Master Gao looked confused: "That's not right, I think this Su Mu has clear eyes and a decent manner, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an idiot."

Mr. Shao sneered: "If Master Gao doesn't believe it, you can go to the street to visit, and you will find out if you ask. Now, Su Mu is not only well-known in Qingyuan, but it may have resounded throughout Baoding City. Didn't the children hold a poetry meeting? It turned out that two scholars sent invitations to the old man. It coincided with the day of registration for the county examination, and the old man could not make it. But there are many piles in the poetry meeting. Reported here. This Su Mu was also on the field, but he couldn't write a single word. Poetry entertainment is a game, as long as you have a little knowledge of poetry and books, it is not difficult to write a few sentences randomly. This person handed in a blank paper, could it be Can't explain the problem?"

He probably felt that Su Mu's performance at the poetry meeting was really ridiculous, so he described the situation in front of Su Mu with pictures, and finally smiled mockingly: "This Su Mu can't write poems, Actually thinking of copying a poem by Li Taibai to get away with it, just when all the scholars in the world are blind and don't know Li Qinglian's seven-character quatrains?"

Hearing this, Master Gao realized the power of it, if he really put an idiot into the examination room and something happened, he would be in great trouble.

He just stared at Su Mu up and down, annoyed and funny.

Su Mu was annoyed by Mr. Shao's accusations of idiots. He came to see the county magistrate today.Because he was in a hurry to enter the county government office, he lied about signing up for the county examination, and was brought here inexplicably.Originally, he had no interest in the county test at all, but if he was pointed at and scolded like this, if he didn't get the scene back, wouldn't he have a solid reputation as a fool.

"Who are you, why don't you allow me to sign up?" Su Mu glanced at Mr. Shao and asked back.

"Who is this old man, do I need to talk to you?" Mr. Shao said arrogantly.

"Su Mu is not allowed. This is the county school teacher Shao Taishao, who is in charge of the county's culture and education. Don't say you are a boy with no fame, even if you are a scholar, he will take care of it."

Mr. Shao waved his sleeves: "Su Mu, get back quickly!"

Su Mu suddenly laughed: "Mr. Shao doesn't allow me to sign up today, but Su Mu still wants to take part in this county examination. The three generations of Su Mu's ancestors were all scholars, and his father still had a good reputation in judging people, so why can't he be a reference ?”

Seeing Su Mu's rebuttal, Mr. Shao looked unhappy and said coldly: "You are an idiot, the imperial examination room is such a sacred place, naturally you can't be let in, why, is this reason enough?"

Su Mu couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a high voice: "The so-called idiot's talk is just a rumor spread by the world, Mr. didn't know Su Mu before, why are you saying what others say?"

"You handed in a blank paper. Can't you explain this? You can't even write a verse. If you really go to the formal examination room, you will be even more helpless when you encounter a test poem?" .

"It's just a regulated poem with the theme of Liu and Liqing, so what's so difficult about it. Poems are originally small ways, so if you have to do it, don't bother to do it."

The quarrel between the two made not only Master Gao frown, but even the yamen servants waiting outside were trembling and did not dare to speak out.

Mr. Shao slapped the table violently, and laughed a long time: "You are not only an idiot, but also a lunatic. Poetry and nonsense, it's so arrogant to disdain it. I'm here today, but I can't just let you out like this. Since you say such things Big talk, this teaching orders you to compose a poem within a stick of incense, otherwise, you will definitely be taken down and punished for disrupting official duties!"

Although the county education edict is not considered an official of the imperial court, it can only be done by a scholar with a reputation for raising people.It is also necessary to control the students and scholars in the whole county. They need to be excellent in education and talent, so that they can convince the public.

Mr. Shao has a very high prestige in Qingyuan County Shilin, and he has been in charge of culture and education for so many years, so he naturally carries a power on him, and this anger is even more severe.

Su Mu was not afraid in his heart. To be honest, he had been taught by his mentor for more than ten years, and he had already been trained by the strict teacher.Seeing Mr. Shao's expression so fierce, not only was he not afraid, but he thought of his teacher for no reason.

He also felt helpless, he only participated in a poetry meeting in the morning, and now he was forced to compose poetry again.It's just that if you can't write a poem in the morning, you will be ridiculed at most. If you still hand in a blank paper now, you may face a lawsuit.

Hearing Mr. Shao's words, Su Mu bowed his head in thought.It's easy to use Liu and Liqing as the subject, but Tang poetry and Song poetry can't be used, and he is not familiar with Ming poetry, so he couldn't think of a way for a while.

Is today my bad luck day?

Su Mu asked the sky speechlessly, he only felt that if the pen under his hand was heavy, he would not be able to drop it no matter what.

After a long time, Mr. Shao snorted: "You really are a fool, Mr. Gao, should you believe me now?"

To be honest, Master Gao had a good first impression of Su Mu. This young man is tall and long-armed, well-behaved, and quite a calm gentleman.

Seeing him in such embarrassment, he felt a little sad, and said softly: "Su Mu, there are virtuous and stupid people, and some people are born unable to read and write, so you don't have to force it. Mr. Shao is a bit harsh, but he has a kind heart. Yes. If you really can't do it, why don't you apologize to Mr. Shao. Mr. Shao is an upright gentleman, so I think he won't make things difficult for you."

Hearing Master Gao pleading for Su Mu, Mr. Shao said: "Forget it, if you really can't do it, you stupid, don't make a fool of yourself and go back."

At this time, Su Mu raised his head tremblingly: "Shao...Mr. Shao, I... Wansheng managed to get a few sentences, but I was afraid that I would not be able to catch your eyes and dare not write them. Actually, I can compose poems. If... if you really want to read it, I will write it down... okay..."

Give him the steps, but he didn't go down. Master Gao was also annoyed: "Su Mu, if you want to write, write it quickly, as long as you don't copy Li Bai's poems."

Mr. Shao also laughed angrily: "Write quickly. In fact, it doesn't matter if you borrow a line from Li Qinglian's poem. Anyway, a quatrain is only four lines. I am afraid that you will copy three lines, and finally make up one line at random. .”

Master Gao burst out laughing, if Su Mu really did this, others would really have nothing to do with him.

There is an allusion to Mr. Shao's words. It is said that a few years ago, a scammer from other places came to Baoding pretending to be a scholar, and mingled in the literati gathering to cheat food and drink.Whenever it was time to recite poems to make a match, this guy would pretend to be drunk and fool around.

After repeating it several times, everyone became suspicious, so they held a tea party and asked the liar to compose a seven-character poem about returning home on the spot.

The swindler couldn't bear the pressure, so he had to put together a few lines of Tang poems at random: "Young and young leave home and the eldest returns, the local accent has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, they will say that I am in Baoding Mansion."

Everyone was shocked to the ground by the liar's earth-shattering seven words, especially the last sentence "Just say that I am in Baoding Mansion" spread among the scholars in the whole city within three or two days.

This is also the reason why Su Ruisheng sarcastically said to Su Mu during the poetry meeting in the morning, "Cousin, you should write like this, and the spring breeze will fill Baoding or Manqingyuan." It's just that Su Mu doesn't know about this scholarly history.

Seeing the two of them like this, Su Mu felt amused.In his urgency just now, he really remembered a poem called Qiyan.

But on the surface, he looked cramped on purpose, raised his pen and glanced at the two of them: "Then, I'll write."

Master Gao: "Haha, write quickly, write quickly..." He couldn't hold back his laughter.

Su Mu moved his wrist quietly to make sure that his right hand was no longer trembling, so he tapped fiercely on the paper, and wrote in elegant cursive script: "The willows in Zhangtai are as green as clouds."

This line of poem is quite common, but the words are quite extraordinary, but the silver hook and iron stroke can be seen, piercing through the paper, and the ink color is strong and bright, as if it has a different kind of look.

This is Dong Qichang's running script, the great pen of the master of a generation of calligraphy.