When Yang Jingming heated up the food and came back with the food box, he found that the atmosphere in the room was a little stiff. The old man with the purple hair looked unhappy, and the three wrinkles on his forehead were almost twisted together.
"Old man, you don't look too happy. Did my son say something wrong?" Yang Jingming asked curiously.”
"I can't figure it out!" The old man couldn't help but say,"
"What's wrong with your family? As the saying goes, one hopes for one's son to become a dragon, and one hopes for one's husband to become a dragon. This is the first time I've heard of this saying. Jingming, you're also a scholar. The father is the son, the monarch is the minister, and the husband is the wife. As a son, you need to listen to your father. Why did your family have to turn around and become the son as the father? What a disgrace!"
The old man was disappointed. He could tell what kind of academic material Yang Jingming was. He could pass the imperial examination in one or two rounds, but Yang Hao was different. This kid had real talent in his head!
If Yang Hao participated in the imperial examination.
The old man agreed in his heart, but what he couldn't imagine was that Yang Hao, who had the most hope of passing the examination, actually didn't participate in the imperial examination. The one who participated in the imperial examination was Yang Hao's father, Yang Jingming?!
It wasn't that Li Yuan didn't like Yang Jingming, but in fact, Yang Jingming was far better than his father when compared to his son, Yang Hao. Yang Hao was so talented that he didn't participate in the imperial examination and didn't enter the court. Instead, he encouraged his father to participate in the imperial examination. The old man couldn't understand it at all.
Yang Jingming shook his head and said," No, no, I don't agree with you.'Moreover, the foolish scholars of the world do not know the truth of governing the world. Nie Jia reads many ancient books to disturb the governance of the world. It is true that the father is the son's guide, but if the father is wrong and the son is right, is it a big mistake to still follow the father's guide? Therefore, I feel that as a father or a son, I should be flexible.”
So the problem is with me? Li Yuan was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. This strange father and son pair were more eloquent than anyone else. Most importantly, they could even quote classics. Ordinary people could not beat them!
"You're right, but this isn't the case!”The old man shook his head and pointed at Yang Hao, who was sitting next to him. He said with a solemn expression,"Let me ask you, how do you compare to your son?”
"My son is more outstanding," Yang Jingming said without hesitation.”
Ever since he found out that " Spring Dawn " was written by Yang Hao, Yang Jingming had admired his son's talent. In addition to what happened today, Yang Hao had rushed forward like a soldier. Yang Jingming admitted that he was not even one ten-thousandth of his son.
The old man nodded." That's right. Since you also think that your son is better than you, why are you the one who should participate in the imperial examination and not your son?"”
Yang Jingming smiled and said," That's because I had a bet with my son. As long as Yang Hao could tell me who wrote 'Spring Day', I would agree to one of his requests. He told me to work hard to prepare for the imperial examination. Even if I can't do it, I have to bite the bullet and take it. If I'm willing to bet, I have to admit defeat. As a father, I have to set an example."”
The old man was speechless.
Yang Jingming's words were simply impeccable. If he was willing to bet, he had to admit defeat. Moreover, he was betting with his own child. If the father went back on his word, wouldn't he be asking his own child to learn from him?
As a father, he should set an example!
The old man shook his head helplessly. He suddenly remembered what he had just said and asked,"What is 'Spring Day'?"
"It's a poem my son wrote himself.”Yang Jingming suddenly became interested. He shook his head and whispered,"I don't know how to sleep in spring. I hear birds singing everywhere. The wind and rain come at night. I know how many flowers have fallen!”
Hiss--
The old man couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. This poem was not only catchy, but its poetic and artistic feelings were simply bursting out of his mind. It was beautiful and wonderful beyond words!
Immediately, the old man looked at Yang Hao with even more heartache.
He did a good job.
He didn't expect the poem to be even better!
What a genius!
He actually didn't go to the imperial examination and stayed at home, hoping that his father would become a dragon? Was this something a human could do?
"Father, I've already said that this 'Spring Dawn' was not composed by me. It was composed by Meng Haoran."”
"Who is Meng Haoran?" the old man asked.”
"A person decades later."”
The old man couldn't help but pat the back of Yang Hao's head. As he cried out in pain, he said in a bad mood,"Isn't that poem written by you? If you want others to praise you, just say it!”
Am I beating around the bush?
Yang Hao rolled his eyes at him and said,"Let's not talk about this anymore. Old man, why are you looking for me today?”
"Let's not talk about that for now." The old man waved his hand. Yang Jingming was still here, and it was awkward to talk about things with a pair of ears. Now, he was more concerned about the imperial examination that the father and son were talking about. He asked,
"There is still half a day left before the Chang 'an County Examination. As far as I know, the questions for this County Examination are current literature and poetry. Have you made sufficient preparations for this County Examination?”
A crisp sound came from Yang Hao's hands as he said with a smile,""This old man can rest assured. If I hadn't made sufficient preparations, I wouldn't have asked my father to participate in the imperial examinations!”
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