After all, these people were nothing more than an idle Hanlin, three newly-qualified Juren, and a... young Jiansheng.
It is still a long way to go for them to step onto the stage and govern the country.
No matter how much we talk about worrying about the country and the people, it is just a topic of conversation after dinner.
Moreover, Wang Xijue also understood the importance of the matter and knew that if he said too much at this time, it would be disadvantageous to the three candidates in their exams.
So after expressing his random feelings for a while, he turned the topic to love and romance, praising Zhao Hao's poems just as a side dish.
After finishing their meal, Zhao Hao and Er Yang stood up to say goodbye, and Wang Dingjue actually wanted to go with them.
Seeing Wang Xijue's distressed look, Zhao Hao advised: "You are my apprentice's elder, we can just be friends as equals. Our school never keeps its knowledge to itself, if you have any questions in the future, you can discuss them with them."
On the surface, his words were meant to push Wang Dingjue away, but he was also telling him with ill intentions - if you don't take me as your master, you will only be able to discuss with Eryang in the future, read second-hand information, and learn second-hand knowledge...
How could the strong-willed Wang Dingjue accept this?
It can be seen that this person has extremely bad intentions.
“No!” As expected, Wang Dingjue shook his head firmly and pointed at Wang Wuyang and said, “I am only half a year older than him… I have no blood relationship with them. There are many people with the surname Wang in the world. Master cannot refuse to accept people with the same surname just because he has the surname Wang!”
Wang Xijue also felt that he had hurt his brother too deeply at this time, and now the priority was to mend the rift between the brothers, so he advised: "Yes. Sir, please have mercy. Looking at my brother's condition, if he can't become my disciple, he will really go crazy."
"That sounds like human language!" Wang Dingjue snorted, his expression becoming much more relaxed.
"This..." Zhao Hao looked hesitant, but the loud pig squeal sounded in his heart again!
Wang Dingjue, ranked fifth in the joint examination in the second year of Longqing, and ninth in the second class of the palace examination, two places higher than Hua Shuyang. And he is the younger brother of the future Prime Minister Wang Xijue. Give me a reason not to accept him as a disciple?
Wang Wuyang and Hua Shuyang also tried to persuade him, especially the latter, who dreamed of having a junior fellow student to bully him.
Although Zhao Shizhen is now considered a half-brother, he is still the master's nephew after all, so it's not good to torment him too much...
Well, we can call this kind of psychology 'accomplice psychology'.
Finally, after Wang Dingjue's earnest pleas and Wang Xijue and Eryang's persuasion, Zhao Hao reluctantly agreed to accept this disciple.
Fearing that he would go back on his word, Wang Dingjue held a ceremony of paying homage to his master on the spot. After bowing four times, he served tea to his master.
Zhao Hao took the teacup he offered, took a sip, looked at Er Yang with a smirk on his face and said, "Although the one who enters first is the elder brother, Jia Yu is older than you, so you still have to respect him."
"Yes, Master..." The two disciples nodded in agreement, secretly adding in their hearts, 'In front of you...'
"Jia Yu" is Wang Dingjue's courtesy name. His elder brother Wang Xijue's courtesy name is Yuan Yu, and his pseudonym is Jing Shi. Because Wang Dingjue had not yet passed the imperial examination, he had not yet taken a pseudonym.
Zhao Hao smiled and said, "My first generation disciples all use 'Yang' as their generation name, such as Wu Yang and Shu Yang."
But I couldn't help thinking secretly: 'Wukong, Wuneng, Wujing...'
Wang Dingjue immediately said with anticipation, "Master, please give me a calligraphy."
"Forget about the name. It is given by the elders and cannot be changed casually." Zhao Hao pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Since you are from the Wang family of Taiyuan, I will give you the nickname 'Jinyang'. I hope you will bring honor to our ancestors."
"Ah, thank you Master for the title." Wang Dingjue was so excited that tears were about to fall. This was how high the Master's expectations of him were.
Wang Xijue, who was standing by, also nodded his head, patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Jinyang, follow the teacher and study hard. Don't disgrace the hometown of your ancestors."
Although Wang Dingjue was still very unhappy with him, he didn't shake off his brother's hand after all. He nodded gently and said, "I remember it."
"Brother Yuan Yu, don't worry," Zhao Hao smiled at Wang Xijue and said, "I may not be able to do other things, but I am still good at teaching apprentices."
Hearing Zhao Hao's address, Wang Xijue felt relieved. He was really worried that his brother's apprenticeship would cause him to be demoted.
Fortunately, Zhao Hao has always been a man of his own and will not take advantage of others.
"Then I'll leave my brother in the care of you, sir." Wang Xijue bowed to Zhao Hao solemnly and said, "I'll send the booklet of 'Geometry: A Brief Introduction' to your residence in the next few days."
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After becoming Zhao Hao's disciple, Wang Dingjue couldn't wait to pack his luggage and move back to Chunsong Hutong with Zhao Hao.
Firstly, he felt that he had started late and had fallen behind in his studies. He also wanted to be like his two senior brothers, spend time with the master day and night, learn more, and catch up as soon as possible.
Besides, he couldn't reconcile with his brother so quickly, otherwise he would be bullied to death by Wang Xijue in the future.
Of course, he would not live there for free. When packing his luggage, Wang Xijue picked up a few valuable antiques and calligraphy and paintings from his family's collection and gave them to Zhao Hao as a gift to become his apprentice. He also said that he had nothing to his name during his official career in Beijing, so he would ask his family to prepare another generous gift and send it to Zhao's house in Jinling.
Wang Xijue's family is the richest in Taicang. The generous gift he mentioned is probably not less than that given by Grand Tutor Hua, and must be much more than that given by the "stingy" Alliance Leader Wang.
"But I still want money..."
On the return journey in the carriage, Zhao Hao kept muttering to himself as he looked at Mi Fu's famous work "Shu Su Tie".
You know, although these antique calligraphy and paintings can be easily sold for cash, the collecting circle in the Ming Dynasty is so small, and collectors especially like to show off to each other.
Just like this "Shu Su Tie", no matter who gets it, it will never be put aside and no longer shown to others.
In a few days, Wang Xijue will know that Zhao Hao sold the gift I gave him. Is he too poor to make ends meet, or does he look down on me?
No matter which one, it would greatly harm his reputation and popularity, so Zhao Hao really couldn't cash in these treasures unless he was in financial difficulty.
Why do these guys who got rich first think that antiques and paintings are elegant? Why do gold, silver and jewelry seem vulgar? Aren't those antiques and paintings bought with money? Can't they just cash them out like Fatty Tang did and let me buy them myself?
Of course, he only dared to show this nouveau riche face to Fatty Tang, who was also a nouveau riche.
When facing Wang Xijue and the others, he still had to maintain the style of an official family and a noble son...
Seeing Zhao Hao sighing, Eryang quickly thought about it and soon came up with a solution.
"Master, you are blaming me for naming our sect without my permission, right?" Wang Wuyang said in fear, "I was just saying it casually. The final right of signature and interpretation will always belong to you, Master!"
"No, the name you gave is very good." Zhao Hao was originally thinking about whether to make his own knowledge closer to Gao Xinzheng's practical learning, or to go a little further... to Zhang Zai's Qi learning, or to call himself a true Confucian school, waving the banner of Confucius and opposing the learning of Han Confucianism and Song Confucianism.
But no matter which one, if you borrow someone else's power, you must bear their consequences...
That would certainly be easier for scholars to accept, such as the path that Matteo Ricci took in his missionary work.
But the disadvantage of doing so is that you will be bound by the original theory, and you will have to make far-fetched assumptions in order to justify yourself or to patch up the original theory.
The most taboo thing in science is far-fetched associations.
So, fuck it, I won't get involved with anyone. I am who I am, a firework of different colors!!
It's called 'science'!
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