"Oh?"

Wei Guangwei and Song Qingyang were puzzled.

Gonggong Wei smiled: "These people, the imperial examination is not smooth, the young man is not a nobleman, and he always resents the imperial court." ”

What does this mean?

Readers, who doesn't want to be proud of their youth and embrace the beauty?

However, the main members of the Donglin Party are all so-called "late bloomers".

Gu Xiancheng and Zhao Nanxing's gang of Lao Donglin, Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou's gang of Xiao Donglin, all of them were only admitted to the imperial examination after they were forty or fifty years old, and when they became officials, they were all helping the old man, and how many years do they have to live? How many more years to be chic? Can you still hold Yan Ruyu in the book, so that it can be good for the court?

I'm afraid that all the officials in the court will scold the heavens and hate the heavens.

If it weren't for these sub-officials, where would they have stumbled so far?

For example, some candidates in Liangchen's previous life were obviously unfavorable in the exam, but they blamed the examination room for cheating and darkness.

is used on these Donglin Party members, that is, everyone thinks that their chests are full of economy, the imperial examination is easy, and the title of the gold list should be his family.

As a result, he failed the test, or took the test for several years, and the heart of resentment against the court was really Tengteng Chong Jiuxiao.

Song Qingyang didn't think much about this, because he didn't know the origin of the Donglin Party.

Wei Guangwei agrees.

But only some, because there are some that he disapproves.

For example, he is a young man.

At the age of twenty-four, he was promoted to the middle school, and at the age of twenty-eight, he was promoted to the middle jinshi.

It's not a "late bloomer".

However, it is precisely this that is indignant in my heart.

Obviously, he is young and promising in the party, and he is destined to be able to enter and exit in the future, but he is sent to Nanjing to be a high-quality waiter with no real power, how can there be no depression in his heart.

"Moreover, these people originated in the south of the Yangtze River, which has been a place where businessmen and wealthy merchants have gathered since ancient times. It is said that it is a lecture, but there is no financial resources, how to give a lecture. What is lecturing? Don't ask for anything in return? In this way, where will the financial resources come from, and where will the returns come from? ”

Father-in-law Wei can't just say it alone, but also Song and Wei have to participate in the interaction, otherwise he will be bored to talk and act by himself.

However, Song and Wei just didn't answer and didn't cooperate.

I had no choice but to give a summary.

"Donglin Party, real puppet." Gonggong Wei was moved, slapped the table, and said hatefully: "These party members are clearly the puppets of big landlords and big businessmen, and they know how to deceive our emperor and be the profiteer themselves. I only hate our emperor's benevolence, and I change it to Hong Wuye, but I don't know how many people have peeled off the fur and wrapped it out..."

Song Qingyang frowned when he heard this.

Wei Guangwei was also moved, but he was silent for a moment, sighed, and said in a low voice: "What my father-in-law said... It's really to the point. ”

"Our family is not chewing maggots, our ancestors have been digging in the field for eighteen generations, and if you want to say bitterness, it is really bitter. But our family doesn't hate the rich, nor do we hate scholars, if there is no rich person in this world, wouldn't the big guys be poor. If there is no reader, who knows the great truth of the sages. Therefore, the rich want to get it, and the scholars want to get it, but hey, the rich and the scholars can't ride on the heads of our poor people. The emperor doesn't treat our poor people as cattle and horses, but they treat our poor people as cattle and horses, what is the reason. Father-in-law Wei said that he was thirsty, picked up the teacup and poured it, wiping the corners of his mouth, "Our family does not hate the party, the party wants it, but there must be the party of the rich, and there must be the party of the poor, and a hundred flowers bloom." Putting aside the emperor, you must always know which of the following is true and which is false...... It's a pity that we don't have a poor people's party now. ”

"Why didn't my father-in-law form a party on his own? Song Qingyang grinned, "The eunuch party is also the party." ”

“……”

Wei Gong's bull's eyes glared at him: You MMP, you knew yesterday that our family will not be a eunuch boss in the future.

Wei Guangwei was very embarrassed, hurriedly laughed a few times, and turned his head around.

He has served in Nandu for more than four years, and he has nothing to do, and he has visited almost all the mountains and rivers of Jinling, and he is very familiar with them. I didn't think that Gonggong Wei was also familiar with Jinling, and said a few good attractions there.

"The land of Zhongshan is the first of the scenery of Jinling, if the father-in-law has leisure to go to the southern capital, the lower official must accompany the father-in-law to climb the mountain and watch the scenery..."

"Yes, Zhongshan is a good place," Duke Wei couldn't help but flourish in poetry, and recited casually: "Zhongshan is pale and yellow from wind and rain, and millions of heroes have crossed the river." ”

After chanting, he woke up to the fact that this poem was an imperial poem, and he was a eunuch who could recite it casually. Isn't this like chanting Qinyuan Spring in front of the Tartar Emperor, looking for death?

"Huh?!"

Song Qingyang has a hundred households in brocade clothes, how can he think so much, he heard Wei Xiaozi chant such a sentence, and he was immediately impressed: Good poetry, good poetry!

Wei Guangwei chuckled in his heart, Father-in-law Wei had a bold opening of his mouth, but he was a little jealous. However, Da Ming does not punish crimes with words at the moment, does not kill people with words, especially the atmosphere in the south of the Yangtze River is extraordinarily open, and it is okay to walk on the street in a yellow robe, and some bold poems are nothing.

Father-in-law Wei opened the bow here and didn't look back, and the first two sentences were out, how could there be no below.

Seeing that the two of them looked normal, they were relieved and replied: "The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous." ”

"Good!"

Wei Guangwei and Song Qingyang applauded at the same time.

Some people applauded, Grandpa Wei was more relaxed, composing poems, he had to have a look, how could he sit on a chair and come out like reading a manuscript.

So he paced slowly, pretending to think, and finally stood with his hands in his hands, and said excitedly: "It is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to sell the name of the overlord." Suddenly, the tone of his voice was lowered, with a little heaviness, "If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life." ”

"Good poem, good poem, Grandpa Wei has a good poem."

When the little uncle Zheng Guotai came in, he happened to listen to the last two sentences. Thanks to the teaching and pressure of his sister Zheng Guifei, Zheng Guotai still studied poetry and books, so he is very knowledgeable.

The second Duke of Wei and Song Qingyang hurriedly saluted and called the little uncle.

Zheng Guotai came in alone, but he didn't see his father Zheng Chengxian.

"The head of the case is a great talent."

Zheng Guotai happily came over and praised Father-in-law Wei repeatedly, using the title of "head of the case" instead of "father-in-law". Come to think of it, the little uncle wants to give a little comfort to Grandpa Wei through this title.

Comforting or not, Grandpa Wei doesn't care.

He is very dissatisfied with Zheng Guotai, and he does not blame the other party for the "purification", he brought it on himself. But after the "purification", this Bole didn't come to see him with a big bag, and he was silent for a few months, which was still very sad.

Little uncle, I really don't know how to be a man.

If you want to change someone who can be a person, how can you call Grandpa Wei to eat and drink so abruptly.

"I've heard people say that poems are based on words and words, but I don't know why this poem was written?" Zheng Guotai said as he took the towel handed by his servant to wipe his face.

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