Zhang clan school is about several miles away from here on the mountain road.
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin got up early, and the scholarly Hun's family cooked them two bowls of mountain vegetable porridge.
Facing this bowl of mountain vegetable porridge without any oil, Zhang Yue and Guo Lin drank nothing. Before I wanted to time travel, I would eat all the meat and enjoy it, but now I can eat the mountain vegetable porridge with clear soup and little water, so delicious and sweet, and I still feel unsatisfied.
The two walked for nearly an hour and finally arrived at the Zhang clan school.
The Zhang clan school was built on Nanfeng, and there was originally a temple on the mountain. Zhang Dexiang once studied in the temple before he published his interpretation. When he became the prime minister, the temple was converted into a family temple. According to Song law, officials could petition the emperor to build ancestral halls for their ancestors, but only those in power could set up ancestral halls in temples.
The Zhang family temple also serves as a clan school for the children of the clan to study.
Speaking of the origins of the Zhang family, we must start with our ancestor Zhang Zijun.
During the troubled times of the Five Dynasties, vassal towns attacked each other. Zhang Zaijun was a general of the Fujian state. He stationed troops in Pucheng and guarded the gateway to Fujian for thirty years. He repeatedly defeated the invaders of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
After Zhang Zijun died of illness, the country of Fujian was in chaos, and the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties all attacked Jian'an.
When the city was broken, the Southern Tang army wanted to massacre the city. His wife, Lian, sacrificed her life to save the lives of the people in the city, and was called Mrs. Lian.
A family that has accumulated good deeds must have Yu Qing. Zhang Zijun has fifteen children and sixty-eight grandchildren. The Zhang family multiplied in Pucheng and had a large population.
Zhang Zaijun is the great ancestor of Zhang Dexiang. Zhang Dexiang became a Jinshi in the fifth year of Xianping and was appointed as a judge in Dali Temple.
It had been fifty years since the founding of the Song Dynasty, and all the generals and ministers used since the founding of the country by Taizu were from the north. Taizu once carved a stone ban saying, "The descendants of future generations will have no use for southern scholars to serve as prime ministers, while internal ministers will lead the army."
However, Zhang Dexiang made an exception for Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty and was the first Fujian person to become a prime minister in the Song Dynasty. He helped the reputation of the south and became famous all over the world.
According to legend, there is a Nantai River in Fuzhou. A Fujian folk saying goes: "The Prime Minister comes from the Nantai River." When Zhang Dexiang paid homage to the Prime Minister, the water in the Nantai River receded and sand surged up. Pedestrians could wade to the other side of the river. Later generations called it "Shahe". Can be involved'.
During the Qingli period, Zhang Dexiang, Fu Bi and Han Qi were in the same position. Rich and Han were both young and in power, and they were quite prosperous. Zhang Dexiang is a prime minister, silent all day long without a word of advice.
Others asked: "Fu and Han are brave enough to do things. What should we do?"
Zhang Dexiang said: "Every time I see a child running, I never stop. When his face hits the wall, I know it hurts. At this time, he is jumping so hard that you can't stop him."
Zhang Dexiang's words revealed the air of a prime minister.
Although Zhang Yue is not qualified to enter ethnic studies, he is quite proud of Zhang Dexiang. If there is a chance in the future, he would like to be as awesome as him.
Official family, official family, what should I do to you?
Now Fu Bi and Han Qi have become prime ministers for the second time, and Zhang Dexiang has died of illness, leaving the Yize people in Jinjintang here.
In addition, let’s talk about Fan Zhongyan, who was a minister in the same dynasty as Zhang Dexiang. Fan Zhongyan was born in a poor family when he was young. After becoming an official, he still lived an extremely frugal life. Fan Zhongyan bought a thousand acres of land to build a charity village to support the poor tribesmen.
The Zhang family's academic name is Zhoujin Hall, which was built on Nanfeng Mountain. The two characters "day brocade" and "jinyi night walk" are antonyms to each other. Coincidentally, Hanqi also has a Zhoujin Hall, for which Ouyang Xiu wrote an article "Zijin Hall".
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin were walking up the mountain from the foot of the mountain. There were many osmanthus trees planted along the road. At this time, the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom. The two of them walked all the way down the mountain, but the smell of the fragrance filling the mountain was refreshing.
There are many osmanthus trees planted in Pucheng. In the Six Dynasties, when the river covered Pucheng, there was a poem written, "The fragrant branches are covered with young leaves, and the emeralds are covered with green leaves." And Gui also has the character Gui. The rural examination in the Ming and Qing Dynasties was in August or September, so it is called Guibang, which is a pun.
The two came to the front of Zhoujin Hall and informed the disciples.
While waiting, Zhang Yue looked at the blue tiles, carved beams, and mirage ash rammed walls in front of him. He didn't need to think about it. He knew that it was much taller than the thatched cottage he was in.
There is also a stone tablet in front of the hall, which is a tablet inscribed for the Jinshi of the Zhang family. Including Zhang Dexiang himself, there were fifteen people in total.
Then the door led the two of them to the left side of the hall. Along the way, they saw the shade of trees. In the corridors and stone pillars, there were men holding scrolls and reading, and there were also people throwing pots and even shooting arrows.
Some have just had their hair tied and some are nearly thirty years old.
Zhang Yue had never seen ancient people archery, so he couldn't help but slow down when he saw a young man of nearly thirty years old, bending a bow and shooting an arrow. Although the arrow stack could not be seen, the cheers could be heard one after another, and it was known that the arrows were all fired.
The man was also very proud, laughed loudly, and was very high-spirited.
Zhang Yue was still watching, and he heard Guo Lin urging him to move quickly.
But I heard Guo Lin lower his voice and said: "This place is not as good as the school. What did I tell you when I came here? Remember to follow the rules everywhere. No one asks you, so don't say another word."
"Yes, senior brother."
The two came to a side hall again.
Menzi arranged for the two of them to sit behind a table with several desks.
Soon an old man in a wide robe and long sleeves stepped out. He was around fifty years old. Among the southerners, he was considered tall in stature, and his beard and hair were all white.
Zhang Yue took a look and couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "This makes him look like a teacher."
After speaking, Zhang Yue glanced at Guo Lin, but fortunately he didn't hear him.
Behind the master were two students, and Zhang Yue recognized that this person was the one who had been shooting arrows in the courtyard just now.
"Sir! These two young men are here to serve as servants." After the introduction, Menzi stood aside.
The old man nodded and stroked his beard and sat on the cave, while the student said to the disciple: "Let them write a few words and take a look."
"Yes, Chief."
There was ready-made pen and paper on the desk, and Menzi went to the school to bring them ground ink.
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at the student while writing and writing.
The other party asked the two of them: "Can you read "Nanjing Academy Titles" written by Fan Wenzhenggong?"
Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at each other, then shook their heads.
The man shook his head, raised his sleeves and said: "...the scriptures are used to clarify the Tao, just like the sun's control of the Liuhe; the text is used to understand the principles, like the wonderful things in the four seasons. Honesty is based on the sun, and righteousness is based on the essence. Gathering learning is The sea, then I swallow the nine rivers, and respect the hundreds of valleys; temper the words as a front, then cut off the floating clouds, and cut the fine jade..."
"... As for those who understand the "Book of Changes", have the style of "Poetry", understand the method of praise and criticism in "Spring and Autumn", understand the feelings of making rituals and music, are good at talking about the books of two emperors and three kings, and have extensive knowledge of nine schools of thought, There are people who cover each other.
Guo Lin and Zhang Yue quickly picked up their brushes and wrote down.
Zhang Yue thought as he wrote that during the Qingli New Deal, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, and Fu Bi became the reformists. Although Zhang Dexiang did not stop them, he did not approve of them. As a descendant of the Zhang family, can we read Fan Zhongyan’s articles?
However, this sentence "Gathering learning becomes the sea, then I swallow the nine rivers, and respect the hundreds of valleys; temper the words into the front, then I cut the floating clouds, and I cut the fine jade." It is really majestic and majestic to read. Think about Fan Zhongyan's character as a person, just like his career as an official, both of which can span the ages.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yue has finished writing.
The disciple gave the student what Guo Lin and Zhang Yue had written. The student then gives it to the old man.
The old man looked at Guo Lin's handwriting first, nodded and said, "Okay."
Then he looked at Zhang Yue's handwriting again. The old man frowned and said, "It's worse."
After saying that, the old man wanted to leave, but the result was obvious. Zhang Yue stood up and said, "Mr. Qi Zhen, the student also knows that his calligraphy is not good. Can you just pay half the money?"
The old man shook his head: "Even if you don't need money, if you can't read it after copying it, it's still a waste of pen and ink."
Zhang Yue said: "The student is also proficient in arithmetic. If there is any account book to be calculated or copied, he can help. The student is from a poor family and can only make a living by serving as a bookkeeper. Please ask the master to help."
"Ban Gu once said, 'How can a man be a pen and inkstone for a long time?' However, if you don't make a living as a book servant at a young age, how can you achieve great success in the future?"
"You are from a poor family and others are also poor, how can you..." The student looked slightly angry and was about to scold him.
The old man stretched out his hand and said, "How much does a daily servant book cost?"
"Three and a half cents per page."
"Then I'll give him two coins. Just give him some manuscripts." The old man ordered.
"But……"
Another student said: "Ziping, the school field on the south slope is about to be cleared. Someone must calculate the four solstices in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the school field. Since this young man claims to be able to calculate sutras, he might as well give it a try."
The student looked at Zhang Yue and then reluctantly said: "That's fine!"
Zhang Yue cupped his hands and said, "Thank you sir, thank you, Chief."
After saying that, the husband and the other student left.
The student didn't care at all about Zhang Yue's thanks. He glanced at it and said, "I am Zhang Heng, the head of the hall! From now on, you two will copy the book for five hours every day when the hour comes. If there are typos or omissions on each page, Money will be deducted immediately.”
Guo Lin lowered his head and said, "Yes."
"The price has been agreed upon. Senior Brother Guo pays three and a half cents per page. The price will be calculated per page. If you write too much, you will not be short-changed, but please do not make up for it. In addition, the school will provide one lunch per day."
"Thank you."
"As for you..." Zhang Heng pointed to Zhang Yue and said, "I don't want to know your name. Master promised to give you two qian a day. I didn't promise to control the amount of your lunch. Now it's either reduced to one qian. Or you If you bring your own food, I will still give you two yuan?"
Zhang Yue said: "A penny is a penny, thank you to the chief for taking care of me!"
"If sir hadn't spoken, who would have taken care of you? I will hand over my family status tomorrow, and since you are not students in this class, you can only enter through the back door." After saying this, Zhang Heng walked away.
Zhang Yue watched Zhang Heng leave and snorted: "I don't know what kind of disciple of a famous family, with such a narrow spirit, his future achievements will be limited!"
"Junior brother! He gave us a living... How can you bear to say such things to him?" Guo Lin said angrily, "I really shouldn't bring you here with me today!"
"Senior brother, why are you so angry with me?"
Guo Lin said forcefully: "Do you think I don't know your thoughts on joining the Zhang clan?"
Zhang Yue was startled.
Guo Lin ignored Zhang Yue that day.
Zhang Yue also fell asleep early.
In his dream, Zhang Yue came to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which was exactly where the old man had entrusted his dream that day. There is no one here at the moment, except for the chirping of birds, and the green trees on the side, with the early sun shining slantingly.
As Zhang Yue thought, stone tables, chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstones suddenly appeared on the grass beneath his feet. Zhang Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he sat on the stone table and chair and decided to practice calligraphy with his pen.
Today, the old man looked down upon him for his poor calligraphy, which really made him feel very humiliated.
First use regular script, then running script, and then running script. Su Shi also said when talking about calligraphy, regular script is like standing, running script is like walking, and cursive script is like running. There is no reason to just walk and run if you can't stand well.
When it comes to regular script, it can be divided into Jin Kai script and Tang Kai script.
If you study regular script in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, you will be asked to start with Tang Kai script and copy Yan Liu's regular script, which is regarded as the pinnacle of regular script.
However, in the Song Dynasty, the Jin Kai script was highly respected, and some also respected the Tang Kai script. However, the scholar-bureaucrats said that "writing is not as good as entering the Jin Dynasty." Therefore, Zhang Yue planned to come
At present, Zhang Yue's Eight Methods of Yongzi have been completed, and the announcement poster was copied from the previous life, so he must have started writing it in his dream.
Zhang Yue is determined to practice calligraphy until he can earn three cents per page, so as to make a living for himself.
So Zhang Yue wrote non-stop all night long.
