Chapter 239: Verbal and written criticism? A copy of Fan Jin's passing examination is given to you! The literati are autistic and the Confucian scholars are furious! Previous episode

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"Brother-in-law, where is my sister-in-law?"

In the early morning, Zhu Gaosui, wearing a Feiyu suit, kept shouting outside Li Xiao's house.

He came to see Li Xiao yesterday, but he couldn't find him, so he came here again today.

"Gao Sui, what's wrong? He keeps shouting so early in the morning."

"I woke up your brother-in-law."

Zhu Ningyun got up early, opened the door, and the early morning sunlight shone into the room. Li Xiao also opened his sleepy eyes and climbed out of bed.

When we came back at the same time last night, the two couples were even more in love as before, and they were in love all night long. Now Zhu Ningyun is smiling happily all the time.

"Brother-in-law, you are still sleeping, and you have been scolded miserably."

Zhu Gaosui entered the room angrily. Just as he was talking, he looked at Zhu Ningyun doubtfully and said with a smile: "Sister, why are you so happy? You and your brother-in-law have been together for eleven years, and you are still so tired? You were so tired all day yesterday. I didn’t see you two, where were you?”

"Gao Sui, look at what you said, can't your brother-in-law and I be tired of it?"

Zhu Ningyun said angrily.

As he spoke, he thought of the wonderful memories of yesterday and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaosui joked: "Sister, what kind of ecstasy did this brother-in-law pour into you? Our love is as good as ever after ten years. Give your brother one too, and go back and treat that mother-in-law of mine."

"Fuck you." Zhu Ningyun patted Zhu Gaosui on the head. The latter shrank his neck and chuckled, as obediently as a sheep.

Of course, that means being obedient in front of Zhu Ningyun and Li Xiao.

Zhu Ningyun knew that his younger brother, who had been a royal guard for many years, was very arrogant and ferocious outside, and everyone was afraid of him.

"Come to think of it, why are you here so early in the morning?" Zhu Ningyun asked.

"Sister, my brother-in-law has been scolded badly. Come and see."

Speaking of this, Zhu Gaosui's face turned gloomy, he walked into the room, slapped a pile of papers on the table, and said angrily: "Damn it, these Confucian scholars are so bold, spreading rumors everywhere, saying that my brother-in-law is a nine-day demon star Damn the world, brother, I have arrested several of them and imprisoned them, but this Confucian scholar is getting more and more energetic. If we arrest them all, we won’t be able to imprison them all."

"show me."

Li Xiao was brushing his teeth and sitting on a stool. Zhu Gaosui stood aside and said, "Brother-in-law, look, this man named Li Han wrote a poem to scold you. He also said that you don't deserve the surname of Li. He asked you to change your surname to Ju. It ruins the reputation of the Li family name."

"and this."

Zhu Gaosui took another piece of paper and said, "Look at this man. He wrote a 10,000-word article saying that you want cholera in the world. He compared you to Zhao Gao and wanted to usurp the throne. He also said that you should not look at the lives of the people in Peking now. Okay, the pain is about to come, and the world is about to be divided. You can just say that he wrote it himself and just read it. Damn it, these dogs are taking these articles and spreading them everywhere."

"And this, saying that you are despicable and shameless, openly bribing officials with money and houses, this is accelerating the corruption of the court, and the world will be blinded by money, and everyone will be darkened by greed!"

After saying this, Zhu Gaosui was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "Brother-in-law, are those people beasts? You have done so many good things, but they scold you!"

Li Xiao: "Oh."

"Um?"

Zhu Gaosui was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother-in-law, aren't you angry?"

Li Xiao spread his hands, "Why should I be angry?"

Zhu Gaosui was shocked: "Brother-in-law, why aren't you angry? They scolded you!"

Li Xiao asked: "They scolded me, can they make me lose a piece of meat?"

Zhu Gaosui shook his head: "No."

Li Xiao asked again: "Can they harm my life if they scold me?"

Zhu Gaosui was stunned for a moment, "No way."

Li Xiao asked: "If they scold me, will my grandfather and father be afraid of me?"

Zhu Gaosui shook his head: "My grandfather and father have a hundred trusts in you, so of course they won't."

Li Xiaokuoda said: "Isn't that enough? They can't let me lose a piece of meat, nor can they hurt my life. They can't do anything to me. They are so angry that they can only blow themselves up. They can only be helpless and furious. Why should I be angry?"

Zhu Gaosui stared and opened his mouth slightly.

"Let him scold me, let him slander me, let the wind blow me, let the rain rain me. Slander me, slander me, humiliate me, scold me, my heart is still the same. Those who cannot defeat me will only make me change." Be stronger." Li Xiao stood up and walked towards the pool. He purred and rinsed his mouth. He laughed and said: "Who wakes up from the big dream first? I know it in my life."

hiss.

Zhu Gaosui took a breath of cold air.

Li Xiao's image in his heart couldn't help but improve a bit.

It feels like a master from this world! ! !

It makes so much sense. No matter how hard the wind and rain come, you can remain as still as a mountain!

"Sister, why does my brother-in-law feel more and more like he is indifferent and clear-minded, peaceful and far-reaching, and wise and wise?" Zhu Gaosui asked in surprise.

"Okay." Zhu Ningyun smiled and pulled Zhu Gaosui out. "Gao Sui, don't be so surprised. The emperor is not in a hurry or the eunuch is. Your brother-in-law has already found a way to deal with those Confucian scholars. You go to the street to find out. Then you’ll know.”

"Ah?" Zhu Gaosui smiled awkwardly: "It turns out that my brother-in-law has already had a countermeasure. I said that my brother-in-law is so calm and he deserves to be a brother-in-law."

Zhu Ningyun ordered: "Go to the street and have a good look around to see how those Confucian scholars react. Come to the house to report it in the evening."

"Is there any action today?" Zhu Gaosui hurriedly handed over his hand, "Okay, sister, brother, I will leave first and come back in the evening."

After saying that, he immediately ran out of the house.

Then he called Jin Yiwei to see what was happening on the street.

Sure enough, Zhu Gaoxu found that there was indeed a big move today.

A movie theater called Qianda Cinema was officially opened, with firecrackers blasting and gongs and drums noisy. Tickets were sold for one penny per ticket, but for some reason, it was free for scholars.

"Qianda Cinema? The movie directed by Zhu Yunwen that was constantly promoted in the newspapers some time ago?" Zhu Gaosui recalled and looked at the poster outside the cinema.

The poster advertises that this is a movie that is enough to awaken scholars all over the world. It is a historical milestone and a must-see for scholars. The name of the movie is "Fan Jinzhongju".

"Fan Jin passed the exam, new movie."

"Is this my brother-in-law's way of fighting back against these Confucian scholars?"

Zhu Gaosui was slightly confused and immediately called his brothers back to the Yamen.

In order to facilitate the investigation, he asked the imperial guards to change into Confucian clothes, then disguised himself as scholars, returned to the cinema, and started queuing up to enter.

Sure enough, today there are many Confucian scholars and scholars, but almost no common people.

Because it is morning, people are working and plowing the fields. The common people only have free time to watch movies in the evening, and only this group of Confucian scholars have free time during the day.

"Hey, this movie claims to be able to awaken the old-fashioned ideas of the world's literati. I want to see if this movie can awaken this young master."

"Shit, I've already heard that Li Xiao is behind this film company. I don't know where he learned the evil ways to project the pictures."

"No wonder, I said that when I went to the village to watch a movie, it was all about Li Qingtian from the Ming Dynasty. It made me sick. He beautifies himself like this every day. He has ulterior motives!"

This group of literati lined up and complained one after another.

"Okay! Well said!"

Zhu Gaosui, who was dressed like a scholar, showed a smile and said: "Brother, he speaks so well. I don't know how to call him, so I can get to know him better."

"Haha, I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname."

The Confucian scholar unfolded his delicate fan and fanned himself, looking particularly free and easy. He folded his fan and said, "Zhang Shaotian, courtesy name Boyan."

"It turns out to be Brother Boyan. I've admired your name for a long time. I'm glad to meet you."

Zhu Gaosui cupped his hands and silently wrote the name down in the small notebook in his heart. He thought to himself, Boyan, right? It's up to you to see if I take it or not.

Then, Zhu Gaosui made friends with several people who scolded Li Xiao.

Zhu Gaosui asked whoever scolded the most harshly his name.

So much so that these people thought Zhu Gaosui was from the same group as them.

"Hey, this movie isn't very good, but the poem that promotes the movie is really good."

As the team advanced, everyone quickly entered and saw poems at the door. A Confucian scholar's eyes lit up and he pointed to a large propaganda poster at the entrance.

“It’s sad that Kyushu relies on wind and thunder to make it angry, and thousands of horses stand in silence together.”

"I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind!"

As a Confucian scholar read out this poem, everyone trembled.

The poems are majestic, powerful and profound in meaning.

It's definitely not something ordinary people can do!

In the Tang Dynasty, poetry was assessed in the imperial examinations, so poetry in the Tang Dynasty was very prosperous.

In the Ming Dynasty, because poetry was not tested in the imperial examination, poetry gradually declined.

But literati, who like to be arty, will organize small poetry gatherings in private, discuss friends with poems, and drink wine as songs.

"Impossible, this can't be done by the Imperial Master. How could the Imperial Master come up with such a quatrain with his level of limericks?"

A Confucian scholar said incredulously.

Because during the previous controversy over stinky tofu, Li Xiao wrote a couplet: "It's both fragrant and stinky. The fragrance floats thousands of miles, and the taste is delicious and reaches thousands of homes." 'This level makes Confucian scholars sneer.

In addition, everyone also dug out the acrostic poem Li Xiao wrote when he expressed his love for the princess, "I love Ningyun."

Regarding this poem, everyone also thinks it is vulgar and embarrassing, and it is embarrassing to write a set of poems.

Therefore, they also believed that Li Xiao had never read books and was a farmer, so it was impossible for him to write such a poem.

"This poem seems to have a special meaning. What does it seem to be implying?"

Nan Nan, a student, said, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he clapped his hands and said: "Thousands of horses are silent... Thousands of horses are silent. This is clearly an insinuation. Isn't the current phenomenon of lifeless silence between the government and the public referring to the present time?"

"yes."

A Confucian scholar said: "But isn't it Li Xiao himself who caused this phenomenon? Li Xiao in turn satirizes the court? Well, this person really has ulterior motives!"

"That's right! It's true!"

Another Confucian scholar was shocked and said: "The vitality of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is pitiful that thousands of horses are silent. The poet secretly pointed out that in order to change this dull and decadent outlook, we must rely on the huge power of wind and thunder. The metaphor must be experienced Only sweeping changes can make a country full of vitality. He is satirizing the corruption of the current dynasty and questioning the Holy One!"

A scholar shouted: "It's really ridiculous. The person who caused this phenomenon is the National Master Li Xiao himself!"

Someone else shouted: "This is the great disrespect of the Imperial Preceptor to the Holy One. It's a pity that the Holy One is still kept in the dark and doesn't know what the Imperial Preceptor is doing!"

"Damn it, damn it!" Another Confucian scholar pointed at the poem and said, "I urge God to cheer up and send down talented people in any way. This is clearly scolding us."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and couldn't understand, so they all asked, "How do you say this?"

The scholar said: "I advise God to cheer up again. This means that God is not doing anything now, and those who have been sent down are mediocre people. It means us, which means that we are pedantic. That's why God is telling God to cheer up again." What do you mean by "reducing talents"? Is there no talent in the world now? This is clearly scolding us as mediocre people!!"

The words fell, making sense.

The Confucian scholars were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.

It feels like the person who wrote the poem is looking down on them, despising them, and mocking them.

"Damn it, the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty is really powerful. If it weren't for Brother Xu's literary talent, we would almost have been scolded and kept in the dark."

"Li Xiao, the dog thief, is indeed ruthless. This is clearly a poem to humiliate us. Although we also wrote poems to scold him some time ago, he is a national master. The national master should have the bearing of a national master, and the prime minister should be able to bear it. Boat, but he immediately retorted and scolded him, "You are a petty person, how can such a person govern the country?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang is right. Li Xiao was born in a farmer's family, and he became very rich in business. He has the tolerance of a farmer and the mentality of a businessman who will compete with others. This is clearly because Lu Buwei is still alive!"

"No, he is scarier than Lu Buwei. Lu Buwei was also feared by Qin Shihuang. According to what I heard, the Holy Emperor trusted him very much. But today he wrote a poem not only to scold us, but also to curse the Holy Emperor and the court. This is clearly repaying kindness with enmity, a white-eyed wolf! "

"A white-eyed wolf like him can control the world, but those of us who are determined to serve the country are being squeezed out. Not long ago, several brothers were arrested and sent to the Jinyiwei Prison. It is really that the world is declining and people's hearts are not ancient!"

"I will never give in! I want to see what this movie can do!"

"I will never give in! If you are born like an ant, you should have the ambition of a swan. If your life is as thin as paper, you should have an unyielding heart!!"

"Okay! That's great! Brother Zhang is a great talent!!!!"

The Confucian scholars were all filled with indignation and their faces flushed. It was obvious that they had made themselves angry, and some of them almost fainted from anger.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Gaosui couldn't help but secretly thought that his brother-in-law was really awesome. He was enjoying himself leisurely with his sister in the palace and didn't come out at all, while these Confucian scholars were almost mad at themselves.

Soon, the team slowly entered the cinema.

This is a big square.

It is somewhat similar to watching movies in the village, but very different.

This theater provides its own comfortable chairs with backrests, but when watching movies in the village, you need to bring your own benches.

Secondly, there is a large shed above the cinema to protect it from wind and rain, and also block the sunlight. In other words, you can watch movies during the day.

Zhu Gaosui counted the seats and found that there were almost five hundred. Each seat was numbered, so Zhu Gaosui took his seat according to his own movie ticket number.

Zhu Gaosui glanced at it and found that almost all those who came to watch the movie today were scholars.

Because scholars could read it for free, the people felt a little unbalanced, and they really didn’t have time during the day, so they stopped coming one after another.

Zhu Gaosui guessed that this movie seemed to be open to the public, but in fact it was aimed at Confucian scholars this time. He couldn't help but become curious about the content of the movie.

"Beer, drinks, mineral water, rice-treasure porridge with peanuts and melon seeds, French fries, hamburgers and popcorn, chicken legs, duck legs and big pig's trotters. Please close your legs."

The movie hasn't started yet, and there are still several salesmen pushing small carts in the cinema, selling goods everywhere.

This Qianda Cinema was opened by Wang Jianlin. He was very business-savvy. How could he miss this opportunity to make money? In fact, he made more money selling these things than collecting movie tickets.

As for gadgets like beer, drinks, mineral water, peanut and melon seed eight-treasure porridge, French fries, hamburgers and popcorn, Peking has long had them.

"Who, bring me some French fries, some popcorn, and a bottle of orange juice." Immediately, a Confucian scholar planned to buy it and asked, "How much does it cost?"

The seller immediately walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Hello sir, the chips are half a penny, the popcorn is half a penny, and the orange juice is also half a penny, totaling one and a half pence."

"What?"

The Confucian scholar was shocked: "The price is five times more expensive than outside. You must be jealous!"

The seller said: "Sir, this is the price. Do you still want to buy it?"

Thinking that if he didn't buy it, he would be thirsty later, the Confucian scholar said: "Forget it, just buy a bottle of orange juice and popcorn, but not the fries."

After saying that, he gave the money and took the goods, cursing and saying: "Li Xiao, this bastard, is really evil. He is trying to plunder the people's wealth!"

Seeing this, Zhu Gaosui cursed in his heart, you are a bastard citizen. Does this have anything to do with my brother-in-law? He doesn't run the theater. He has to be brought into your mother's house for everything.

Thinking like this, Zhu Gaosui waved to the seller: "Come here, give me peanuts, melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge, chicken legs, duck legs, and pig's trotters, and a portion of the same."

"okay!"

When the seller saw a big customer, he immediately came over to collect money and deliver the goods.

There is a certain amount of comparison among literati.

They didn't blink when they saw someone buying something. Everyone was embarrassed and didn't buy anything. They bought some bottles of orange juice and mineral water to quench their thirst.

Zhu Gaosui discovered that there were slots for storing things on the left and right sides of the backrest stool.

Just like that, Zhu Gaosui crossed his legs, eating melon seeds and drinking orange juice, waiting for the movie to start.

After a while, the theater was filled with people one after another. Suddenly, the waiter pulled the curtains on the iron shelves around the theater, and the light inside instantly dimmed.

On the white curtain directly in front, a picture appeared, and the movie slowly began to play.

What shocked everyone was that the picture was actually in color. This was because Li Xiao had upgraded Zhu Yunwen's playback equipment and replaced it with a more advanced machine.

As the music plays.

Four eye-catching red cursive characters appeared on the black screen: Fan Jinzhongju

At the same time, the theater instantly fell silent.

Everyone looked carefully at the big screen.

Everyone has noticed that this time the movie seems to be more advanced, and there is actually red. Could it be that the picture has changed from black and white to color?

Sure enough, the picture appeared in a dilapidated house, and it was indeed in color.

Lifelike, as if you were there.

There was a burst of exclamation from the field, and then it became quiet again.

Movie story, start playing:

A middle-aged man, quite old, was wearing a scholar's blue shirt. The clothes were washed and turned white, and the blue color could no longer be seen. It was white, and there were patches everywhere on his body. It was obvious that he was a poor scholar.

This person is the protagonist of this movie: Fan Jin.

Fan Jin went home from school that day. When he returned home, he found a dilapidated thatched house with a dung bucket outside the door and only two beds in the house.

Pots, pans, and stoves are all crowded into this room that is less than three feet long and wide. Mother and wife are all crowded into this small room, which makes people cry.

"I'm back, old mother, old wife, I've become a scholar."

Fan Jin was fifty-four years old, his hair was already gray, and he looked like he was sixty years old. He had studied hard for half his life, wasted half his life, and finally became a scholar.

Hearing this, Fan Jin's mother and wife were both happy. The family had been suffering for half a life and finally had some hope.

Just as he was cooking the pot, he saw his father-in-law, the butcher Hu, walking in with a pair of large intestines and a bottle of wine in his hand.

Fan Jin bowed to him and sat down.

Butcher Hu cursed and said: "I have been unlucky enough to marry my daughter to you, this worldly treasure. Over the years, I don't know how much I have been tired. Now I don't know what kind of virtue I have accumulated, and I have led you to win a husband. So I I’ll bring you some wine to congratulate you.”

Fan Jin looked older than his father-in-law, with some bald spots on his head, but Wei Wei kept asking his wife to boil the intestines, boil the wine, and sit under the thatched hut.

The old mother and her daughter-in-law were cooking in the kitchen. Butcher Hu ordered his son-in-law again:

"Now that you have won the title of husband, you have to establish your own identity in everything. For example, in my business, there are serious and respectable people, and they are your eldest relatives. How dare you pretend to be big in front of us? If these are at the door of our house Field workers and dung collectors are just ordinary people. If you bow to them and treat them as equals, you will break the school rules and even my face will be disgraced. You are a rotten, honest and useless person, so these words I have to teach you so that you don’t make people laugh.”

Fan Jin said: "My father-in-law has learned from me."

Butcher Hu added: "My mother-in-law also comes here to sit and eat. It's sad to think that the old man has side dishes every day. My daughter also eats some. In the past ten years since I entered your house, I don't know if I have ever eaten lard twice." Three times! Poor! Poor!"

After that, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came and sat down to eat.

When it was time to eat, Hu Tu Lianhu was very drunk.

Mother and son here, thank you very much.

The butcher put on his clothes and went away.

The screen plays here,

The entire audience in the cinema was silent.

There are two groups of people here, one is Confucian scholars from well-off families and those from aristocratic families.

This was the first time they had seen such a situation. They had not eaten lard for more than ten years, and they had not even bought a bottle of wine. They lived in a thatched hut, and the whole family was crowded in it. They did not even dare to have children. How could this happen? Possibly, it seems quite ignorant of the sufferings of the people.

"This is clearly an attempt to discredit me as a scholar and deliberately use this poor settlement to bury people."

"Yeah, no matter how bad things get, I won't have to live on my butcher husband."

"Li Xiao has a vicious mind, so he smeared my image as a scholar."

These Confucian scholars and disciples from aristocratic families were discussing in private in low voices.

But in the other wave, there were more students from poor families like Fan Jin.

They fell silent.

It's like it's stuck in the throat, choked with sobs and it's hard to speak

This is obviously a true portrayal of themselves!

No one cares about the cold window of ten years. How many decades can there be in life, decade after decade, wasted years, yellow bananas, and in the end, all the water in the bamboo basket is empty.

The world knows how many hardships and sufferings there are on this road to becoming famous in one fell swoop. Who can understand? There are tens of thousands of scholars, but only a few can obtain fame. Once one achieves success, tens of thousands of bones will be withered, and even more will be just the withered bones under his feet. .

You must know that these students are registered as scholars, and they can only rely on passing the exams to gain fame throughout their lives. If their ancestors failed to pass the exams for several generations, they would be so depressed that they would rely on others to make a living.

This is the case for these down-and-out scholars who come to the capital to ask for explanations. They are just like Fan Jin in the movie, struggling in a sea of ​​misery, looking forward to one day becoming famous.

But the cancellation of the imperial examination will undoubtedly take away the last straw of self-comfort, and their lifelong efforts will be in vain.

These people who are not even willing to buy a bottle of water in the movie theater are exactly these down-and-out scholars.

A fifty-seven-year-old middle-aged student was rubbing his wrinkled face, tears flowing uncontrollably.

He has been taking exams for more than 40 years. He has been taking exams since he was a child student when he was young. Until now, he has not been able to pass the exam.

His life was extremely dark, even worse than that of Fan Jin. He was so poor that he had no food to eat. His wife already took the children to eat at home, and he lived by writing for others every day.

The money to come to the capital to cause trouble this time was borrowed. He had to come. If the imperial examination was cancelled, he felt that there was no point in living.

He was good at nothing but Confucianism.

If Confucianism is not useful, what should we do?

"Fan Jin, Fan Jin."

"Except for the difference in name between you and Zhang Luo, what's the difference between you and me?"

"This is clearly me"

And Zhu Gaosui was so sharp, his eyes kept scanning.

It didn’t take long to discover the difference between these readers.

"Brother-in-law, Gao, these scholars were originally of the same mind, but they seem to have different expressions and looks, and they seem to have begun to differentiate."

(End of chapter)