Fan Jin passed the examination, from "The Scholars", author Wu Jingzi

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Fan Jin went to school and returned home, and his mother and wife were both happy. Just as he was cooking the pot, he saw his father-in-law, the butcher Hu, walking in with a pair of large intestines and a bottle of wine in his hand. Fan Jin bowed to him and sat down. The butcher Hu said: "I have been unlucky enough to marry my daughter to a poor man like you, who is a treasure in this world. Over the years, I don't know how much I have been tired. Now I don't know what kind of virtue I have accumulated, and you have been married to your husband. That's why I brought you to your husband. I'll give you a drink." Fan Jinwei kept asking his wife to cook the intestines, boil the wine, and sit under the thatched hut. The mother and her daughter-in-law were cooking in the kitchen. Butcher Hu ordered his son-in-law again: "Now that you have won the title of husband, you must establish your own identity in everything. For example, in my business, there are all serious and respectable people, and they are your eldest relatives. How dare you do it in front of us?" Pretending to be big? If these farm workers and dung collectors in front of your house are just ordinary people, if you bow to them and treat them as equals, you will break the school rules and even my face will be disgraced. Are you a rotten loyal person? "I have to teach you these words so as not to make people laugh." Fan Jin said, "My father-in-law is here to teach me." Hu Butcher said, "My mother-in-law also comes here to have a small meal every day." Sad. My daughter also eats some. I don’t know if she has eaten lard two or three times in the past ten years since I entered your house! Poor! Poor!" After that, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came and sat down to eat. . After eating until the end of the day, Butcher Hu was very drunk. Mother and son here, thank you very much. The butcher put on his clothes and went away. The next day, Fan Jin Shao was not allowed to pay homage to his neighbors. Wei Haogu made an appointment with a group of friends who were also involved in the crime to interact with each other. Because it was the year of the provincial examination, I held several literary meetings. Unexpectedly, at the end of June, these accomplices asked Fan to go to the provincial examination. Because Fan Jin didn't pay the money, he went to discuss with his father-in-law. Butcher Hu spat in the face and cursed him like crazy, saying: "Don't waste your time! You just feel like you've been fooled by a husband, so you're like a bastard." The toad wants to eat swan meat! I heard people say that even when I was in love with you, it was not your article. It was the master who saw you old and was dissatisfied and gave up on you. Now I want to catch up with you! The masters are all "Wenquxing" in the sky! Don't you see that the masters in the Zhang Mansion in the city have thousands of furnitures and big ears? You, a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheek like you, should take a look at yourself! No, no, no. Fourth, I just want to eat the swan's fart! Give it up as soon as possible, and find a place for you in our agency next year. Find a few taels of silver every year to support your old and immortal mother and your wife. It's serious! You ask me to lend money, I kill a pig a day but I can't make any money, so I threw all my money into the water with you, and told my whole family to eat the northwest wind!" Fan Jin passed the exam

I was scolded by you. Fan Jin couldn't touch the door. After I resigned from my father-in-law and came back, I thought to myself: "The master said that my time has come. Since ancient times, there has never been a candidate outside the court. How can I accept it if I don't go in and give him a test?" Because he consulted with several accomplices, he went to the city without telling his father-in-law. Lixiang examination. After leaving the field, even go home. The family has been hungry for two or three days. Butcher Hu found out and scolded him again. On the day when the results were released, there was no rice for breakfast at home. His mother told Fan Jin, "I have a hen that lays eggs. You can quickly sell it and buy a few liters of rice to cook porridge. I am already hungry." I can't even see." Fan Jin hurriedly hugged the chicken and walked out. I had only been there for less than two hours when I heard the sound of gongs and three horses rushing into the future. The three men got off their horses and tied them to the thatched shed. They all shouted: "Please come out, Mr. Fan! Congratulations on graduating from high school!" The mother didn't know what was going on and was so scared that she hid in the house; when she heard that she was hit, Fang He dared to stick out his head and said: "Everyone, please take a seat, the child has just gone out." Those who reported the report said: "It turns out to be the old lady." Everyone gathered around to ask for money. During the commotion, a few more horses came in. The second and third reports came, and a room full of people was packed into it. The floor of the thatched hut was full. The neighbors came and crowded to watch. The old lady had no choice but to ask a neighbor to find her son. The neighbor rushed to Jishang, but couldn't find it in the ground. When he went to the east end of Jishang, he saw Fan Jin holding a chicken with a straw mark in his hand, pacing step by step, looking around, looking for someone to buy it. The neighbor said: "Ms. Fan, please go back quickly! Congratulations on your success, the people who brought the good news are crowded in the room." Fan Jin took it as a coax, pretended not to hear, and walked forward with his head lowered. When the neighbor saw that he was ignoring him, he came up and tried to take the chicken from his hand. Fan Jin said: "Why did you take my chicken? You didn't buy it.

"The neighbor said: "You have won the prize. Tell your family to send the newspaper. Fan Jin said: "My neighbor, you know that I have no rice today and I want to sell this chicken to save my life. Why do you use this to confuse me? I am not stubborn like you. Just go back and don't miss me selling the chicken." Seeing that he didn't believe it, the neighbor snatched the chicken with his hands, threw it on the ground, and pulled it back. When the reporter saw it, he said: "Okay, the new rich man is back." " Just as he was about to hug him and talk, Fan Jin walked into the room in a few steps and saw that the poster in the middle had been hung up, and it read: "Good news: Mr. Fan Jin, the master of your house, ranked seventh in the Guangdong Provincial Examination in high school. The Beijing News published a series of articles on Huang Jia. " Fan Jin just didn't look at it. He read it once, read it again, clapped his hands together, laughed, and said: "Oh! Okay! I'm hit!" As he said that, he fell back and his teeth broke. He clenched his teeth and fell unconscious. The old lady panicked and poured a few mouthfuls of boiling water over her. He got up, clapped his hands again and laughed, "Oh! Okay! I'm hit!" He smiled without saying anything. He ran out of the door, startling the reporter and the neighbors. Not long after walking out of the door, he kicked himself into the pond. When he got up, his hair fell loose, his hands were covered in yellow mud, and he was covered in water. The crowd couldn't hold him back, clapped and laughed, and walked all the way to the market. They looked at each other with big eyes and said together: "It turns out that the new nobleman is crazy with joy. "The old lady cried, "How could such a miserable life happen? I won a certain exam and got this stupid disease! When will I get better from this crazy situation?" Mrs. Hu said, "Go out well in the morning. Why? I have such a disease! What should I do?" The neighbors advised: "Old lady, don't panic. We will now send two people to follow Mr. Fan. Everyone here brings some egg wine and rice to their homes and takes care of the dads on the newspaper before discussing it. "At that moment, some of the neighbors came with eggs, some with white wine, some with buckets of rice on their backs, and some with two chickens. The lady was crying, and she packed them up in the kitchen and put them under the thatched shed. The neighbors moved some more. On the table and stool, the reporter was invited to sit and have a drink and discuss what to do because he was crazy. One of the reporters said: "I have an idea, I wonder if it can be done?" Everyone asked: " What's your idea?" The man said, "Does Mr. Fan usually have the person he fears the most? He just gets so excited that his phlegm comes up and gets lost in his mind. Now all he needs is a slap in the face from the person he's afraid of, saying, "The words in this report are just to deceive you, and you didn't hit him." ’ After being frightened and spitting out the phlegm, he understood. All the neighbors clapped their hands and said, "This idea is so good, so wonderful! What Mr. Fan is afraid of is nothing more than Father Hu being involved in the murder case." Okay! Come find Dad Hu quickly. He thought he didn't know yet that he was selling meat at the market. Another person said: "It's better for him to sell meat at the market. He has been going to Dongtou market to welcome the pigs since Wu Genggu, and he has not come back yet." Hurry up and look for him. "A man rushed to greet her. Halfway through, he met the butcher Hu, followed by a man who was making soup. He was carrying seven or eight kilograms of meat and four to five thousand dollars, and was coming to congratulate him. When he entered the door, he saw the old lady. The wife cried and told her. Butcher Hu was surprised and asked, "Isn't this good?" People outside asked Father Hu to speak. Butcher Hu handed his daughter the meat and money and walked out like this. , discussed with him. Butcher Hu said: "Although he is my son-in-law, now he is a master, and he is like a star in the sky. The stars in the sky cannot be beaten! I heard the Zhai Gongs say: If you hit the stars in the sky, the King of Hell will use them to beat you with a hundred iron bars and send you to the eighteenth level of hell, where you will never be able to recover. But I dare not do such a thing!" A bitter neighbor said: "What! Dad Hu, you make a living by killing pigs every day. When a white knife goes in and a red knife comes out, the king of hell doesn't know how to call the judge on the book. I have forgotten that you have thousands of iron rods; even if you add these hundred rods, what does it matter? I am afraid that even if you finish beating the iron rods, this account will not be accounted for. Or maybe you cured your son-in-law's illness, and the King of Hell praised your merits and lifted you up from hell to the seventeenth level. It's not known. "The reporter said: "Don't just tell jokes. Dad Hu, this has to be like this, you have nothing to do, just work on a contingency basis. "The butcher was defeated by the crowd, so he had to pour two bowls of wine and drink. To regain his courage, he put away his cautions, showed off his usual ferocious look, rolled up his oily sleeves, and walked to the market. Five or six of the neighbors followed. The old lady rushed out and shouted, "My dear, you can only scare him, but don't hurt him!" The neighbors said, "It's natural, why bother with instructions. "With that said, he kept going.

When I came to the market, I saw Fan Jin standing at the door of a temple. His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with mud, and one of his shoes was missing. He clapped his hands and shouted: "I hit it! I hit it!" Butcher Hu walked up to him fiercely and said, "Damn you beast! What did you hit?" He slapped him in the mouth. Everyone and the neighbors couldn't help laughing when they saw this. Unexpectedly, although Butcher Hu had the courage to hit him, he was still afraid in his heart. His hands had already started to tremble, and he did not dare to hit him a second time. Fan Jin was knocked unconscious by this mouthful and passed out on the ground. All the neighbors came forward together, wiped his chest, beat his vest, and danced for a long time. He gradually regained his breath, his eyes were bright, and he was no longer crazy. The crowd helped him up and he sat on the bench of a surgeon at the entrance of the temple. Butcher Hu stood aside and felt a faint pain in his hand. When he looked at it, he raised his palm and could no longer bend it. I felt annoyed and said in my heart: "Sure enough, the 'Wenquxing' in the sky cannot be beaten, but now the Bodhisattva is starting to care." After thinking about it, the pain became even worse, so I quickly asked the doctor for a plaster to apply it on. Fan Jin looked at the crowd and said, "Why am I sitting here?" He added, "I have been feeling groggy for the past half day, as if I was in a dream." The neighbors said, "Sir, congratulations on graduating from high school. I was a little happy just now. The phlegm was aroused and I just spit out a few mouthfuls of phlegm. Okay, please go home and send the report." Fan Jin said, "I also remember that he was ranked seventh." Fan Jin said to himself. He asked the doctor to borrow a basin of water to wash his face. A neighbor had already found that shoe and put it on for him. Seeing my father-in-law in front of me, I'm afraid I'm going to scold him again. Butcher Hu stepped forward and said, "My virtuous son-in-law, it wasn't me who dared to be bold just now. It was your old lady's idea. She asked me to persuade you." A neighbor said: "Father Hu just slapped you so kindly. After a while, When Mr. Fan washes his face, he still needs to wash off half a basin of lard!" Another one said: "Dad, you can't kill pigs tomorrow with your hands." Butcher Hu said: "I still kill pigs! With a good son-in-law like me, you can't kill pigs." Are you afraid that you won’t be able to rely on him for the rest of your life? I often say that this virtuous son-in-law of mine is highly educated and good-looking. Even the masters from the Zhang and Zhou mansions in the city don’t have such a decent appearance as my son-in-law. . You don’t know, I offend you, but I can recognize people with my eyes. Thinking about how many rich people wanted to marry me when my daughter was in her thirties. I feel that my daughter is somewhat lucky, after all, she is going to marry a master, so today is indeed a good day!" After that, she burst into laughter. Everyone laughed. After watching Fan Jin wash his face, the doctor took some tea and went home together. Fan Juren left first, followed by the butcher and his neighbors. The butcher saw that the back of his son-in-law's clothes was wrinkled a lot, so he lowered his head and pulled it for him dozens of times. When he arrived at the door of his house, the butcher shouted loudly: "The master is back!" The old lady came out to greet him. She was overjoyed to see that her son was not crazy. When everyone asked for the report, the family had already sent them thousands of dollars sent by the butcher. Fan Jin paid homage to his mother and thanked his father-in-law. Butcher Hu worriedly said again and again: "A few dollars are not enough for you to reward me." Fan Jin thanked his neighbor again. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw a decent butler running in with a big red postcard in his hand: "Master Zhang is here to pay homage to Master Fan of Xinzhong." After saying that, the sedan chair had already arrived at the door. Butcher Hu hurriedly hid in his daughter's room and did not dare to come out. The neighbors dispersed. Fan Jin went out to welcome him, and saw the squire Zhang getting off the sedan and coming in. He was wearing a gauze hat, a sunflower-colored round collar, a gold belt, and soap boots. He was born in Juren and had served as a county magistrate. He was nicknamed Jingzhai. He came in with Fan Jin. He kowtowed to the main room and sat down separately. Zhang Xiangshen first chatted and said: "Mr. Shi lives in the same hometown, but we have never been close to each other." Fan Jin said: "I was born late and have admired the old man for a long time, but I just didn't have the chance to visit him." Zhang Xiangshen said: "Just now I saw the title list. Your house is in Gaoyao County. Mr. Tang is my ancestor's disciple. You and I are close brothers. "Fan Jin said, "I am lucky enough to be born late, but I am very happy to be the disciple of the old man." Mr. Zhang looked around. , said: "Mr. Shi is really poor." The family member who was following him took a letter of silver in his hand and said, "I don't have any respect for you. I would like to give you fifty taels of congratulations. Mr. Shi can just keep it." In fact, we can't live in Huaju. It will be inconvenient to go there in the future. I have a vacant house on Dongmen Street. I have three rooms. Although it is not spacious, it is still clean, so I gave it to Mr. Shi. It's better to move there and ask for advice sooner or later." Fan Jin repeatedly refused, and Zhang Xianwen became anxious and said: "We have been close friends for a long time, and we are just like flesh and blood. If you do this, you will be separated." Jin just accepted the money and thanked him. After talking for a while, they bowed and said goodbye. Butcher Hu waited until he got on the sedan chair before he dared to walk out of the main room.

Fan Jin was about to hand the silver to his wife and opened it to read. There were snow-white fine silk spindles one after another. Even though there were two spindles wrapped, he called Butcher Hu in and handed it to him. Come on. Dad took the more than sixty taels of silver." The butcher held the silver in his hand tightly, stretched out his fist and said, "Keep this, I'm here to congratulate you. Did you take it back again?" Fan Jin said, "Seeing that I still have these few taels of silver here, if I run out, I can ask my father for more." The butcher quickly retracted his fist, put it in his waist, and said: " Forget it, now that you are dating this Mr. Zhang, why worry about not having any money? His family has more money than the emperor's family! His family is my meat-selling customer. Even if they have nothing to do for a year, they still need meat. How can it be surprising to use four to five thousand catties of silver?" He turned back to look at his daughter and said, "I brought the money this morning, but your brother who deserves to die for the plague still refused. In the past, it was rare for someone to bring money to his door for him to use. I'm afraid my uncle is not interested in it. 'Today, it is true! Now I have taken the money to my house and scolded this slave who will behead his life!" After talking for a while, Qian En said. Thanks a lot, I left with my head down and a smile