Feng Heming

Chapter 214 Duan Gong
On the desk, pens, inks, papers and inkstones have been prepared, and Meng Guangmao knew that he had come prepared when he saw it.

He walked slowly towards the desk, looked sideways at Jiang Taifu, and got an encouraging smile from him, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

After sitting down, he picked up the ink stick with his right hand and rubbed it lightly on the inkstone, his mind began to think about the books he had read in the past.

After a while, he sneaked a glance at Jiang Taifu, and saw that the little lady who had been with Jiang Taifu was making tea, her manner was smooth and smooth, and it was a kind of enjoyment to see her manner.

Taifu Jiang watched Wuniang cooking tea with a smile, felt Meng Guangmao's gaze, and said with a smile: "Student Meng, don't worry, I don't have a limited topic, you can do whatever you want."

Meng Guangmao could only agree, "No."

After Jiang Yuanxi finished cooking the tea and after three courses of tea, Meng Guangmao's voice came.

"My lord, the student is alright."

Meng Guangmao stood up, holding the article in both hands, walked up to Jiang Taifu, and said respectfully.

Jiang Taifu took his article and began to read it slowly. Meng Guangmao's heart went up and down, watching Jiang Taifu's expression nervously, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

Jiang Yuanxi watched from the side, and Meng Guangmao's small movements fell into her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.

After Jiang Taifu finished the article, he was as immobile as a mountain, and looked at Meng Guangmao, "This article is far from the one submitted by Meng Xuezi."

Meng Guangmao hurriedly explained, "Forgive me, my lord, I was in a hurry and the students were not prepared enough to do this."

Jiang Taifu smiled, what did he mean by saying that he came out of nowhere and didn't inform him in advance, that's why he couldn't write a good article?
A person who really has poetry and books in his belly can show the knowledge in his stomach no matter what time or situation he encounters.

Jiang Taifu called out, "Fusheng."

Jiang Fusheng walked in, "Master."

"Send Meng Xuezi out." Jiang Taifu first gave orders to Jiang Fusheng, and then said to Meng Guangmao: "Meng Xuezi, the old man has read your paper, maybe you can pass it to other Jiuqing."

This was what it meant to reject Meng Guangmao.

Meng Guangmao's face turned pale, and he wanted to defend himself, but Jiang Fusheng just said, "Student Meng, please come this way."

Meng Guangmao was holding the test paper and the recommendation letter he had submitted in his hand, and stood at the gate of the Jiang Mansion in a daze. Hearing the soft "bang" sound of closing the door behind him, he turned around with difficulty and looked at the closed high door. , my mind went blank.

Why is this happening?

Since Jiang Taifu summoned him, isn't he just admiring him?
How could he be asked to write an article on the spot?
Why did you reject him after he wrote the article?

Then what should he do with the clothes he spent more than three taels of silver to meet Jiang Taifu today?
How could he stay here in the capital?

Meng Guangmao's mind was spinning and he was in a daze. For some reason, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. Those eyes looked at him very strangely.

It's the little lady who has been by Jiang Taifu's side all the time!
Meng Guangmao was shocked, he finally understood what the little lady meant when she looked at him, it was jealousy!

Yes, that's right!

After thinking about this, Meng Guangmao felt that he also understood why Jiang Taifu rejected him.

"So it's because I'm afraid that I will steal the limelight from their Jiang family's husband?"

Meng Guangmao murmured, a look of sudden realization slowly appeared on his face, gradually, his eyes were stained red with anger, the anger made him tremble all over, he glanced at Jiang's house with resentment, turned and left angrily.

"Wu Niang must have known that this person is weird."

Jiang Taifu laughed, shook his head and said again: "How did you see that this person's name is not worthy of his name?"

That's right, in Jiang Taifu's eyes, Meng Guangmao obviously didn't deserve his name.

Just like what he said, the article Meng Guangmao submitted for the paper was not even close to the article he wrote just now. Even if the handwriting on the two articles was the same, Taifu Jiang could not be satisfied.

At first, he wondered why Wu Niang asked him to ask Meng Guangmao to write the article on the spot. In order not to impose restrictions, Jiang Taifu did not set the title of the article. He thought that in this way, Meng Guangmao would write the article he is best at, but it turned out The article was unsatisfactory, compared with the article submitted earlier, Jiang Taifu really couldn't recommend it for him.

"Even if this person's level of appreciating calligraphy and painting is average, it does not mean that he is poor in knowledge. Many children from poor families have no chance to get in touch with this way, and it is common for them not to have much experience in the way of appreciating calligraphy and painting."

Because of this, even though Meng Guangmao missed a lot of ideas when appreciating paintings and calligraphy just now, Jiang Taifu didn't take it for granted, and still had high expectations of him, until he read the article Meng Guangmao wrote on the spot.

Disappointment enveloped his heart, and Meng Guangmao's explanation just now made him very dissatisfied. People who didn't know thought he was making things difficult for Meng Guangmao.

"Because he didn't write the essay he submitted." Jiang Yuanxi blinked and said.

Jiang Taifu was really curious now, "How did you know that this article was not written by him?"

Jiang Yuanxi shrugged, "Because I read this article four years ago, but when my grandfather chatted with him just now, he said it was a recent acquisition."

In fact, when Jiang Yuanxi first saw that article, she knew that it was not Meng Guangmao who wrote it, because the article she saw four years ago was——

"Four years ago, I saw this article at Duan Gong's place."

Jiang Taifu's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward slightly, "You mean the great Confucian Duan Zhengzheng Duan Gong who combines Confucianism, Huang Lao, fame, and law?"

Jiang Taifu immediately believed it, "It turned out to be an article written by Duan Gong, no wonder people are overwhelmed by it."

In today's world, if there is one person who can make scholars all over the world admire, including the aristocratic families with eyes above the top, it is this Duke Duan.

He is the only great Confucian in the world today who combines Confucianism, Huang Lao, fame, and law. Because of his talent and virtue, his two mentors abandoned the hostile stereotypes of Confucianism and Legalism and let him study together. He also abandoned his old face and took him to visit the famous experts who lived in seclusion in the mountains and the tycoon of Huang Lao. In the end, he was entrusted with four schools of knowledge. To carry forward in the world, especially Huang Lao and famous masters, pin their hope of inheritance on him.

Before the world was in turmoil, Mr. Duan taught without discrimination, as long as he devoted himself to learning, he could worship under him, and he would teach with all his heart.Later, the world was in turmoil. At that time, many counselors with extraordinary knowledge and insight appeared to assist the heroes. These people were all under Duan Gong's family.

However, after the turmoil in the world more than ten years ago, Duan Gong disappeared. Many people speculated that Duan Gong might have lost his life in the turmoil, and they were all regretful.

"Wu Niang, have you met Duan Gong?"

(End of this chapter)