Chapter 2: The Wind Rises from Zhongshan Mountain Chapter 19: Ten Grain Days
When Wang Wuyang stood up, Zhao Hao handed him the bowl of sour plum soup.
Wang Wuyang hurriedly took it, gulped it down, and felt like he was alive again.
"Master, have you accepted a disciple?"
"I just see that you talk too much." Zhao Hao retorted, but his tone was not as harsh as before.
After all, who can resist such a high-end, classy and classy rainbow blowing?
"Then I will continue to kneel..." Wang Wuyang closed his eyes, looking as if he was going to stay there.
But Zhao Hao coughed lightly and asked, "What do your elders mean?"
"Because I am so outstanding, my parents let me make the decisions on everything." Wang Wuyang's eyes lit up, and he felt hopeful. He quickly replied, "They will not interfere with my own affairs."
"Hehe..." Zhao Hao thought to himself, birds of a feather flock together. My dad is the same...
"And your uncle?"
"Uncle is just my uncle, he has nothing to do with me." Wang Wuyang said, taking out his business card from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhao Hao with both hands, saying: " In short, I can be my own master..."
Zhao Hao didn't want to accept the invitation card, as it was hard to throw it away once he got his hands on it. But when he saw the name written on it, he was stunned.
"Wang Zhoushao? Isn't your name Wang Wuyang?"
"Wang Zhoushao is me. Zhoushao is my name and Wuyang is my courtesy name. I know myself by my courtesy name." Wang Wuyang explained with a blink of his eyes.
The so-called "using one's courtesy name" means that for various reasons, one does not refer to oneself by one's given name, but uses one's courtesy name instead. For example, Qu Yuan, Xiang Yu, Wu Zixu, and Liu Bowen, Yang Shiqi, Wen Zhengming, etc. in this dynasty are all in this situation, which is not uncommon.
"Wang Zhoushao...Zhoushao..." Zhao Hao repeated the name twice in his mind and couldn't help laughing. He stood up and took the name card and said, "Being my apprentice is very hard."
"Ah?" Happiness came too suddenly, Wang Wuyang was so surprised that he couldn't believe it.
"If you don't want to come in, forget it." Zhao Hao walked into the yard with his hands behind his back. Qiaoqiao saw that he had a smiling face, as if he had picked up a big wallet.
"Master, I'm here!" Wang Wuyang wanted to stand up, but his legs had lost feeling, so he used his hands and feet to crawl into the yard.
…
Wang Zhoushao, from the Wang family of Taicang, was the nephew of Wang Shizhen. He ranked fourth in the second class of the palace examination in the second year of Longqing.
This is the seventh best student in the country, and he actually cried and shouted to be his disciple. If I don't take this great opportunity, I will be sorry for the ancestors of the Zhao family.
Zhao Hao instantly thought of the benefits of taking him as his apprentice. What's more important, he was already a top student, so he didn't need him to help him at all, he could get into high school on his own!
This has so many benefits, and you don’t have to worry about being a disciple. It’s like picking up a wallet for free - only a fool would not accept it!
In other words, if Wang Wuyang had reported his other name earlier, Zhao Hao would have accepted this talented disciple graciously. In the end, he knelt for so long in vain and uttered so much in vain...
So, it’s best for this person not to change his identity randomly.
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In the yard, Wang Wuyang sat on a stool, slurping cold noodles and guzzling sour plum soup.
Zhao Hao flipped through his name card and asked curiously, "Wu Yang, are you a student at Suzhou Prefecture School?"
"Yeah." Wang Wuyang wiped his mouth quickly, sat up straight, put down his bowl and replied, "Master, I was admitted as a student three years ago."
"Then you are not planning to take part in this year's autumn examination?" Zhao Hao asked with increasing curiosity, thinking to himself, could it be that he had led a top student astray?
"Participate?" Wang Wuyang responded, his expression serious, "Of course, if Master doesn't allow me to participate, I will definitely give up the exam."
"I didn't mean that." Zhao Hao asked, "I heard that the Imperial Censor Geng is currently taking the imperial examination in Suzhou. Why did you come to Nanjing?"
"Master, this is what you are talking about." Wang Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "Because my academic performance is so outstanding, I was selected as a Confucian scholar. I don't need to take the imperial examination and can directly take the provincial examination."
"Okay..." Zhao Hao thought to himself that you are a top student and you are awesome. "So you are going to attend the literary conference in Nanjing and wait for the autumn examination?"
"I don't plan to attend the literary gathering. Their level is too low. It's not only a waste of time, but it will also lower my level." Wang Wuyang showed a look of disdain, and then said flatteringly: "I plan to follow Master every day. It's the right thing to do to seize the time to learn more from Master. Otherwise, I will go to Beijing to take the exam at the end of the year, and it will be difficult for me to serve Master day and night."
Obviously, in Wang Wuyang's view, passing the imperial examination was as easy as taking candy from a baby.
"This..." Zhao Hao covered his face in distress. He thought, if his disciple saw his great master, who was always busy with his daily life, playing with little girls, or lying under the shade of a tree reading idle books, he would regret it so much.
But he didn't have the idea of changing his ways, and instead thought it would be better for us to meet less often in the future. So he asked with a smile, "Where do you live now?"
"I arrived in Nanjing the day before yesterday and stayed at the Da Baoen Temple for two nights. After pestering Master Xuelang to tell me the address of my master, I told him that I would never go back." Wang Wuyang said with a self-touched look, "I came to see my master with the determination to burn my boats."
"Then where are you going to rent a house?" Zhao Hao coughed and said, "The Qinhuai River is not conducive to concentration. I think Yuhuatai has a nice view and few distractions. It's the best place to study with peace of mind..."
Yuhuatai is next to the Da Baoen Temple, and is located in the south of the city and north of Caijiaxiang respectively. Zhao Hao obviously wants him to go wherever he wants, the farther away the better, and it would be best if he doesn't see him once a month.
But although Wang Wuyang was persistent, he was not stupid at all. He immediately shook his head like a rattle and said, "I have already said that I will serve you day and night, so I will naturally live in your house."
"Don't you see that my house is so small, but it's already full of people?" Zhao Hao advised earnestly, "You are a candidate now, you need an independent space and absolute quiet..."
"That's fine. I just want to be with my master day and night. I don't care about food and accommodation." Wang Wuyang waved his hand and said, "As for independent space and absolute silence, these are all excuses that weak people make for themselves. The real strong ones don't care about these things at all."
As he said this, he looked at the newly built woodshed in the yard and said, "I'll sleep in that one ..."
"You really don't mind." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and thought, okay, the weak man will be back soon, and you still have to call him master.
But how could Zhao Hao let his disciple sleep in the woodshed? So he asked Gao Wu to tell Yu Jiazhang to arrange a place for Wang Wuyang to live nearby.
Nowadays, Mr. Zhao doesn't need to do such trivial matters himself. He only needs to give an order and people in Caijia Lane will rush to do it.
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At dusk, Zhao Shouzheng came back.
Upon learning that his son had become a master, Mr. Zhao was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling and said, "Then wouldn't I become the master's grandfather?"
Wang Wuyang kowtowed to his master politely, and when Zhao Shouzheng asked him to stand up, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
He didn't expect that his master was actually a student like himself.
How could a mere student raise a son like the master? I heard that the master had never worshipped a master before. He is indeed a genius gifted by heaven!
A little later, Zhao Jin came back and was surprised to see his brother accepting a disciple. However, after carefully examining Wang Wuyang, he began to praise him highly.
"This boy has a solid education and a quick mind. He is a top scholar!"
"Puff..." Zhao Shouzheng spat out a mouthful of tea, feeling very stressed.
Looking at Wang Wuyang's smug look, Zhao Hao sneered secretly, "You little bastard, there will be a time for you to cry for your parents."
