"Greetings, big brother."
Wei Haogu stepped forward and bowed to Fan Jin with a smile.
He was still young, but his manners were still very thoughtful.
He seemed very close to Fan Jin.
This kid…
Fan Jin also smiled and bowed.
In Fan Jin's life, besides his mother and wife, who treated him the best was Wei Haogu.
Butcher Hu didn't take Fan Jin's promotion to scholar to heart.
He took a large intestine to celebrate.
He ate more than half of it.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he left with a bulging belly.
When Fan Jin was about to take the exam to borrow money from his father, he was immediately scolded.
Although the book didn't explain in detail, Fan Jin's travel expenses for the exam were obviously borrowed by Wei Haogu.
Then, he organized a cultural gathering. Wei Haogu did not mind Fan Jin's poor family and invited Fan Jin to participate many times.
Fan Jin's mother passed away not long after he passed the imperial examination, and Wei Haogu helped him. This was a small matter.
The help he received when he was poor was definitely far more important than the help he received when he was rich.
"Brother Fan, I am Wei Wenqian. This time, he was going to sell a mansion outside the north gate. It had a radius of four acres and was less than two miles away from the north gate. It was very convenient to go to Huiwen to study.”
Seeing that his son and Fan Jin were very compatible, coupled with Fan Jin's outstanding temperament, Wei Wenqian also became much more amiable.
The Wei family was considered a noble family in Nanhai County, and their ancestors had passed the imperial examination in the Southern Song Dynasty.
There were also people in the Yuan Dynasty.
Wei Wenqian's father had also passed away.
He could be considered a scholarly family.
Therefore, he didn't want to take advantage of others.
"I wonder how much you're willing to pay?" Fan Jin asked.”
"Thirty strings will do," Wei Wenqian said.”
Fan Jin was stunned. This price was a little too cheap?
Nanhai was very close to Guangzhou Prefecture.
Guangzhou Prefecture was also the capital of Guangdong Province.
Land prices were not cheap.
Although there were no provinces now, everyone still called it that by convention.
In terms of land price, just an ordinary dry land would cost at least five or six taels of silver per mu, and the mortgage would also cost five or six strings of money.
The price of a four mu house was more than 20 strings.
In addition to the various expenses of building a big house, this method of selling would definitely be a big loss.
Fan Jin wouldn't think that he could make Wei Wenqian sell the house at a discounted price just based on his temperament.
As expected, Wei Wenqian said gloomily,""Originally, this house was built to be used for hiking and cultural purposes. Since the war, the wind and water are not good, and the year is not good. The student failed the test…that was fine. There was a son at home who had drowned in the river outside the mansion. To be honest with Little Brother Fan, he had originally heard that it was just a nouveau riche selling sugar, so he thought it was irrelevant. But if it was Little Brother Fan, the student suggested that Little Brother Fan should consider it carefully. After all, buying a mansion was also a big deal.”
This Mr. Wei really had the integrity of the ancients.
The reason for the low price was directly stated.
Even if it wasn't a haunted house, the Wei family's residence was still unlucky.
Fan Jin wasn't confident either. He cupped his hands and said,""Thank you for your reminder, husband. I will consider it carefully.”
"Yes."
After Wei Ziqi finished talking, he relaxed.
He smiled." Little Brother Fan has already read through the Four Books. It is truly admirable. I wonder if you would be interested in the path of poetry?”
To be a scholar, one must read through the Four Books.
When it was time to take the examination, he had to read the Five Classics.
He also studied the Five Classics. There were twenty Five Classics questions, and he chose four of them to start writing.
Then, when the results were released, the five families had their own champions.
To be able to get one of the five chiefs was already an amazing achievement among the High Scholars.
However, Wei Zi Qi didn't ask about knowledge and asked about poetry.
As expected, like father, like son.
When Wei Haogu took the Tao examination, he asked Zhou Xuedao to interview him for poetry after handing in the paper.
Zhou Xuedao asked someone to throw him out.
Fortunately, his essay was well written and Zhou Xuedao was a good person, so he was admitted to school.
If it was someone with a bad temper, he would probably lose his official rank and be punished for several years.
Fan Jin smiled." I occasionally have some poems from my hometown. They can't be put on stage."”
How could Fan Jin let go of the opportunity?
Wei Wenqian's family was a first-class scholarly family in the South Sea.
He was also quite famous in Guangzhou Prefecture.
The backbone of the literary world who often held literary meetings at home.
Although there was still a gap between him and the alliance leader and the tycoons.
However, reputation had to be built slowly.
Wei Wenqian was indeed very interested. He smiled and said,""Little Brother Fan, why don't you recite a poem? I can help you figure it out.”
"Then this one will make a fool of myself."
Fan Jin had lived in the village for more than ten years.
He couldn't use poems such as travel notes or gifts to friends.
Compose a poem for Butcher Hu?
What comfort? He couldn't use the words that said he was calm and tranquil.
How could a young boy like you have such a profound realm?
However, Fan Jin did not panic at all since he had a poem in seven steps.
He started pacing.
Exactly seven steps.
An idea flashed in his mind.
A poem was recited very smoothly.
The grass shakes the color of the three rivers, and the forest occupies thousands of valleys.
Autumn water comes by the fence, and warm clouds grow on the eaves.
The dog in the stream barked at the boat, and the neighbor's chicken chirped on the tree.
Why go to Deer Gate? You can farm here.
After reading it, Fan Jin also sighed quietly.
Speaking of which, copying poems in the Ming Dynasty was much more difficult than in the early Tang Dynasty.
There were many excellent works in the later period of the Great Tang.
The people of the Song Dynasty also liked many poems.
Da Ming had much less.
As for "My Great Qing", there were even fewer good works that could be brought up.
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