A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Zhen looked at Wang Yu with a smile and felt that the young man's vigorous spirit was good.

Shen An's miscellaneous studies are just a supplement to Confucianism. What are those people doing in a hurry?

At this time, Confucianism was still somewhat open-minded, at least tolerant of miscellaneous studies. It's just that some die-hards are a pain in the ass.

And these so-called diehards are more dissatisfied with Shen An's political stance.

Jiangshan looks north!

This is an idea that goes against the mainstream will. In the eyes of those people, this idea is very dangerous!

Then Shen An even successfully abolished an ancestral method, which immediately aroused attention and vigilance.

so!

There is never anything either/or in this world, it's just interests.

"Go ahead."

He said softly, then watched the young man bow and leave, and walked out with brisk steps.

His eyes gradually turned and looked at Ren Shouzhong.

"Why...that's all."

He stood up, glanced at the queen, and said, "I have something to do over there, so I'll go over there first."

This is the Queen's person, let him handle it.

When he stepped out, he heard the suppressed angry voice inside: "You're a naughty slave... Come on, drag me out and beat you!"

Ren Shouzhong did not beg for mercy, he had already planned the whole process.

He should be right to get the news, but he was too impulsive. He didn't know the situation of the fan, so he couldn't wait to grab the credit, and he also wanted to give Shen An some shoes.

"beat!"

The board hit his butt. Ren Shouzhong groaned and bit down on the cork.

He raised his head and saw that the sky was bright and intoxicatingly blue. There were gradually more tears in his eyes, and he didn't know whether they were stimulated by the color of the sky or something else.

This deep palace is like a prison. If you don't have rights, what's the difference between it and a dead person! ?

His eyes gradually became firmer, his body was just trembling, and his groans became smaller.

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"This thing needs a copper sleeve, otherwise the wood won't withstand grinding!"

Shen An finally found the root cause, patted the dirt on his hands, stood up proudly, and then saw Wang Yu standing beside him.

"When did you come back?"

Shen An casually drew a figure on the paper.

Wang Yu suddenly asked: "Brother Anbei, when will you be able to recognize this world clearly?"

"Why do you think you're asking this question?"

Shen An raised his head and thought about it, then added another copper sleeve, preparing to use two to fix the fan blades.

"This should be foolproof."

He said proudly: "How much can a fan like this cost? It's not much more than a five-string fan."

He looked at Wang Yu, but Wang Yu looked stubborn and was waiting for his answer.

"That's it!"

Shen An dropped the fan blade in his hand on the ground and pointed outside.

The sun outside was a little smaller, and Huahua stood under the eaves, feeling a little bored. When he saw Shen An coming out, he came over and rubbed his legs with his head, then raised his head and wagged his tail.

Shen An leaned over and touched the top of its head, standing up straight before being licked by its tongue.

"This world is wonderful and vast. It is wonderful because many things are interesting and worth exploring. And it is vast because people are very small. The world is a bit bigger for us, and many phenomena cannot be explained. Do you think Make sense of the world?”

Shen An looked at him and asked.

Wang Yu nodded and said firmly: "I have always ignored those phenomena before, but after learning your knowledge, I suddenly realized that this world is not what it was passed down from the past. This shocked me and made my mind up. Determined to explore the world in the future.”

Stubbornness is not perseverance, but persistence is also required.

Smart people are mostly stubborn.

Shen An said with a headache: "You want to take the imperial examination! You want to become an official and honor your ancestors."

He thinks this kid is crazy and treats fame and wealth as dirt.

If Wang Anshi knew his son's thoughts, would he come to me with a knife to fight for his life?

Shen An shook his head and said, "You are still young now. You will think about it when you are older."

Young people's ambitions are changeable. One day they want to be a driver, and tomorrow they want to fly a spaceship. They are more fickle than God.

Wang Yu said firmly: "This is definitely the case for my little brother. Even heaven and earth cannot shake my wish! Neither can my father!"

This rebellious boy!

Shen An had a headache and was worried that Lao Wang's family would be in civil strife because of this.

From this day on, Wang Yu gradually reduced his study of Confucianism. He would either do experiments at home every day, or put his hands behind his hands to look at the sky or the ground. He even dug a few holes, put water in them, and asked what they were. The density of this soil.

This kid is crazy!

Wang Anshi finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he found an opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with his father and son.

Tonight the sky is covered with dark clouds and the wind is picking up, making the yard a little cooler. If you fan it a few more times, you will feel like a fairy.

Wang Anshi was in front, and Wang Yu was at the side and behind, pacing silently.

"Why leave the article behind?"

Poetry depends on talent, and Wang Anshi thinks his son's talent is fine.

But articles require hard work.

How many people are complacent and think they have talent in writing articles, so they neglect to practice. As a result, they immediately fail once they get into the examination room.

Wang Yu was silent for a moment and said: "Dad, poetry and articles are really boring, and they are a shackles for children."

Young people have no character, so practicing calligraphy since childhood is to sharpen their temperament.

Wang Anshi knew this well, so he knew it was bad as soon as he heard it.

This child actually regards poetry and articles as his shackles. This is a wrong way to go!

His face turned slightly green, and he softened his tone, "You are... impulsive, and I will tell you something about it later..."

This is the heart of a father, and his pity for his son is beyond words.

But Wang Yu raised his head and said, "Dad, do you know why the surroundings seem to light up when you light the candle?"

Wang Anshi shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He is a person who doesn't like to lie, so even when facing his own son, he still sincerely says he doesn't know.

Wang Yu smiled and said: "Dad, light also has speed, just like people running, but people run much slower than light. The speed of light is very fast, too fast to be distinguished by the naked eye, so it is thought that distance and distance are all at the same time. Arrival, that’s the wrong idea.”

Wang Anshi clenched his fists and said calmly: "What else?"

Wang Yu didn't know that the danger was approaching, so he continued: "For example, sound, dad, do you know? Why do you see the lightning first and then hear the sound when it thunders?"

This question made people a little confused, and Wang Anshi snorted coldly.

Wang Yu said happily: "Dad, thunder happens simultaneously, but people see the lightning first, and then hear the thunder later... This is because the speed of light is much faster than the speed of sound..."

"Is this why you gave up poetry and writing?"

Wang Anshi's face could not be seen clearly in the dark night, but his tone was somewhat unkind.

Wang Yu nodded and said: "Yes. Dad, there are many unsolved mysteries in this world. It is more meaningful to explore these than the Haoshou Qiongjing. Those people have buried themselves in Confucian classics all their lives, reading the words of the saints over and over again, trying to figure it out. , does this make sense?”

He remembered Shen An's words.

That's not learning, but because studying Confucianism can lead to officialdom and be respected by others, so they are willing to study hard.

He said confidently: "Dad, my child will definitely be better than those people in the future!"

He turned sideways, hoping to see his father's approval, but what came his way was a slap in the face.

Snapped!

The slap was so loud that Wu, who was watching the conversation between father and son on the steps, became anxious and came down with her skirt in hand.

"Why?"

Wang Anshi pointed at Wang Yu and said, "The good son you gave birth to slandered the saints!"

Wang Yu felt his face burning, but more importantly, he felt humiliated.

"Dad, you should reason with me instead of taking action. That will only show your guilty conscience!"

If the person in front of him hadn't been his father, Wang Yu would have been unable to remain calm.

His body was trembling. Wu trotted over and said, "Okay, okay, your father is angry with you for talking nonsense. Please admit your mistake."

"Mom, the baby is right."

Wang Yu glanced at Wang Anshi, then turned sideways and returned without looking sideways.

Tears gradually accumulated in his eyes, and he tried hard to hold them back, but eventually they fell.

Wu is not only Wang Anshi's wife, but also his cousin. The two are childhood sweethearts, so the relationship between husband and wife is very harmonious.

"Officer, it's not like you don't know Dalang's temperament. You haven't done anything in these years. Why did you do it today..."

Wang Anshi also calmed down, and he said: "Dalang and Shen An have been studying miscellaneous studies for a long time, and my husband didn't pay attention to it. But recently, he has not touched poetry and articles, and has been focusing on that miscellaneous study. Just now he said that he would abandon Confucianism... "

Wu couldn't help being surprised and said, "Are you not preparing for the imperial examination?"

Wang Anshi nodded and said, "You should pay more attention to this matter. Go and persuade him."

"Officer, what about you?"

"Go talk to Shen An for your husband."

Wu pulled him and said, "Don't do it."

His eldest son was bewitched by Shen An and did not like poetry and articles. This would make any father angry.

Wang Anshi held back his anger all the way, and when he arrived at Shen's house, thunder started in the sky.

"Lang Jun, Wang Yu's father is here."

Shen An was tying an iron pole to the big tree in the yard. Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat. He tied the iron pole in twos and twos and went to the door to greet him.

"Judge Wang, please take a seat."

Shen An knew that this person came with bad intentions, so he didn't make friends with him.

Seeing that his clothes were wrinkled, Wang Anshi shook his head slightly, and then said, "Yuanze said today that he didn't want to take the imperial examination. Why?"

Shen An cursed Wang Yu in his heart, thinking that this boy was so stupid for telling this matter.

"Do you want to ask the general student?"

Wang Anshi didn't expect that Shen An wouldn't avoid this topic, so he softened his tone and said, "Yes. You can learn miscellaneous subjects, but you can't indulge in it."

This attitude would probably scare people to death a few hundred years from now. It’s so enlightened!

Shen An also advised Wang Yu in this way, but now he can only face the challenge head-on.

He stood up and said, "Judge Wang, do you want to see thunder and lightning?"

Wang Anshi also stood up and said with cold eyes: "Can you control thunder and lightning?"

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Everyone should be having New Year's Eve dinner. Jazz finished eating and continued typing. Again, I wish you good food, good drinks, and a happy family reunion.