Wang Mingmian lives in a village in Zhuji County. His father died when he was seven years old, and his mother made some needles for him to go to rural schools. Look at three years. Wang Mian is ten years old. Mother called him to the front and said, "Son, I didn't mean to delay you." Because after your father died, I was a widow's family, and only those who went out did not come in; Bad age, Mikey. These old clothes and some old guys were pawned and sold. How can you afford to study just by earning some money for others? I can't do anything now. I hire you to herd cattle in a house with a partition wall and give him a few dollars a month. You have a ready-made meal, and you won't leave until tomorrow. "Wang Mian said," mom said is true. I'm sitting at school, and I'm bored. I might as well go to his house to herd cattle. If I want to study, I can also bring some books. "That night is decided. The next day, his mother went to Qin's hometown with him. Qin Lao kept mother and son for breakfast, took out a buffalo and gave it to Wang Mian. Pointing to the door, he said, "Two arrows away from my door is Lake Qiba, where all the cows sleep. There are dozens of folded poplars, which are very cool. Cows are thirsty, so they drink water by the lake. Brother, you only play around here, you don't have to go far. My father eats two small meals a day. Every morning, I also fold two yuan to buy snacks with you. Be diligent, not too lazy. " His mother thanked her and wanted to go home. Wang Mian watched her go out. Mother adjusted his clothes and said, "You should be careful here, lest people say no; Go out early and return late, don't wait for me. " Wang Mian obeyed, and her mother left with tears in her eyes. Wang Mian only herded cattle in the Qin family from now on. Every night, I go home and stay with my mother. Or when the Qin family cooked some salted fish and bacon for him to eat, he wrapped a lotus leaf for his mother to eat. He didn't buy any snacks every day. After gathering for a month or two, he stole an empty space and went to the village school. He bought some old books when he met a bookworm who broke into the school. Tie Niu Yi up day by day and sit under the willow tree to watch. Three or four years passed. Wang Mian reading, the heart also really understand. It was Huangmei season and the weather was irritable. Tired of herding cattle, Wang Mian sat on the green grass. After a while, thick clouds are gathering. After a heavy rain, black clouds were inlaid with white clouds, which gradually dispersed, exposing a group of sunshine and making the whole lake red. On the mountain by the lake, it is black and blue, purple and green. The branches are washed, especially lovely green. There are more than a dozen lotus flowers in the lake, with water drops on the bracts and water drops rolling around on the lotus leaves. Wang Mian looked at it and thought, "The ancients said that' people are painting', which is actually good. Unfortunately, I don't have a painter here. It's interesting to draw him some lotus flowers. " He thought to himself, "There are some things in the world that I can't learn. Why don't I draw some myself? "Just when I was thinking about this problem, I saw a rammer carrying a box in the distance. With a bottle of wine in his hand and a felt hanging from the box, he came under the willow tree, spread out the felt and opened the box. Three people came, wearing square towels, one wearing a sapphire veil and the other two wearing plain veils, all of whom were in their forties and fifties, and came slowly with white paper fans in their hands. The fat man with a sapphire bow came to the tree and sat on it with a Yuan beard, while the thin man sat opposite. He thought it was the master, so he sat down and poured the wine. After eating for one time, the fat man said, "The dangerous old man came back and bought a new house, which is bigger than the house in Beijing's Chonglou Street and worth 2200 silver. Because the old man wanted to buy it, the shopkeeper sold it for dozens of taels of silver, hoping to look decent. On the tenth day of last month, Taizun and his parents came to congratulate him and left the wine until the third night. People in the street are rude! " The thin man said, "The magistrate is a juren at noon, and he is the apprentice of the dangerous old man. This should be congratulated. " The fat man said, "My in-laws are also students of the dangerous old man, and now they are the magistrate of a county in Henan. The day before yesterday, my son-in-law came home and brought two Jin of dried venison to see Hui. This plate is enough. This time, my son-in-law is going again, so let our in-laws write a letter and stop calling the old man. If he is willing to go to the countryside to pay homage, it can also prevent these rural families from releasing donkeys and pigs to eat the food in your field. The thin man said, "Mr. Wei is going to be a scholar." "Beard said," I heard that when the sun rose in Beijing the day before yesterday, the emperor himself went out of the city and walked a dozen steps hand in hand. The dangerous old man bowed again and again before getting on the sedan chair and going back. Judging from this situation, is it necessary to be an official? "Three people, one for you and one for me, can't say anything. Wang Mian saw that it was getting late, so he took the cow back. From then on, I stopped buying books and asked someone to buy some rouge lead powder from the city to learn to draw lotus flowers. At first, the painting was not good. After painting for three months, the spirit and color of the lotus are very similar, except for a piece of paper, which looks like it grew in the lake and has just been picked from the lake and pasted on the paper. People in rural areas also buy good paintings with money. Wang Mian got the money and bought some good things to honor her mother. One spread two, two spread three, and all counties in Zhuji know that this is a famous pen for painting boneless flowers and are scrambling to buy it. By the time she was seventeen or eighteen, she was no longer in the Qin family. She paints a few strokes every day and reads ancient poems. Gradually, she didn't worry about food and clothing, and her mother was happy. This Wang Mian was born smart. Before he was twenty, he asked all the questions about astronomy, geography, history and economy. However, he has a different temperament. He doesn't seek official positions or make friends, and he studies behind closed doors all day. When he saw Qu Yuan's clothes painted in Chu Ci, he made a very tall hat and a very wide dress. When the flowers are bright and beautiful, he rides an ox to his mother's car. He wore a high hat and wide clothes, insisted on flogging and sang songs in his mouth. He played in rural towns and lakes, causing rural children to laugh with him in droves, and he didn't care. Only Qin Lao next door, although a farmer, is an interesting person. I have watched him grow up since I was a child, so I respect him and love him. I always make out with him and invite him to sit in the thatched cottage and chat. One day, sitting with Qin Lao, I saw a man coming in from the outside, wearing a corrugated hat and a blue cloth. Qin Lao was greeted by a man and sat down. This man, surnamed Zhai, is a servant and comprador in Zhuji County. Because Qin Dahan, the son of Qin Lao, worshipped him as michel platini, he often went to the countryside to visit his in-laws. Qin Lao hurriedly asked his son to make tea, kill the chicken, cook the meat for him, and asked Wang Mian to accompany him. After exchanging names, Zhai comprador said, "Does this Wang Xianghui paint boneless flowers?" Qin pointed: "That's it. In-laws, how do you know? " Zhai comprador said, "People in the county don't know! Because the former Japanese county magistrate ordered me to draw 24 flower album pages for my boss, this matter was handed over to me. I heard about Wang Xianggong's name, so I came all the way to find my relatives. Today, by destiny, when I met Wang Xianggong, I took the trouble to draw a big picture. In the second half of the month, I went to the countryside to get it. The master had a few taels of silver to moisten the pen and sent it together. "It's encouraging to have Qin Lao around. Wang Mian succumbed to Qin Lao's affection and had to agree. I went home and drew twenty-four flowers with my heart, and wrote poems on them. The head of the village played a silver gift of twenty-four taels from a stone man in Zhi County. Zhai comprador deducted twelve taels, only gave twelve taels of silver to Wang Mian, and took the album away. When the magistrate of a county made a few more gifts, they were sent to the dangerous people as a waiting ceremony. After receiving the gift, Su Wei just watched and watched this album, and she couldn't put it down. The next day, I prepared a table of wine and invited the then county magistrate to go home to thank him. After greeting, Su Wei said, "Did the flowers on my father's desk belong to the ancients the day before yesterday? Or is it painted by people now? The magistrate of a county did not dare to hide it, saying, "This is a rural farmer named Wang Mian, one of his students, and he is young. I think I just learned a few tricks, and it's hard for me to get into the teacher's eyes. Su Wei sighed: "My students have been away for a long time, and there are such wise men in my hometown, so I am ashamed to sit still and don't know. This brother is not only tall, but also knowledgeable. He is very different, and his future position is not under you and me. I wonder if Father Taiwan Province can invite him to meet here? When the magistrate said, "What's so hard about it?" When the protected person goes out, send someone to pick him up. He was naturally overjoyed to hear that the teacher was in love. "Say, quit the dangerous, back to the yamen, poor zhai comprador with a waiter post to ask Wang Mian. Zhai comprador flew to his hometown in Qin Dynasty, invited Wang Mian to come over and told him in detail. Wang Mian said with a smile, "It's just the first person to go to the government princess and say that Wang Mian is a farmer, so he didn't dare to take it. I didn't even dare to accept this post. " Zhai comprador changed his face and said, "master wants to invite people, who dares not to go!" I took care of you in this matter; How else would the master know that you can draw flowers? Theoretically, if you meet your master, you should thank me very much. Why, I didn't see you for tea, but I refused to see you. What is the reason? What should I say, my Lord? Don't you think the head of a county can't call a common people? " Wang Mian said, "You don't know something, Tou Weng. If you hand me the ticket for something, how dare I not go! Since I invited this position, I mean don't persecute me. I don't want to go, and the host can forgive me. " Zhai comprador said, "What are you talking about? It's not unappreciative to refuse to work by summons! " Old Qin advised, "Mr. Wang, it's all right. It is natural for the host to invite you with a post. Go with your in-laws! Since ancient times, there has been a saying of' destroying the county magistrate'. What are you arguing with him? " Wang Mian said, "Qin dad, I don't know. You heard me. Didn't you see the story of dry wood leaking willow? I don't want to go. " Zhai comprador said, "This is a difficult problem for you to do with me! What message should I send back to my master? Qin said to him, "This is really a dilemma. If you want to go, Wang Xianggong won't go; If you don't go, it will be difficult for your in-laws to reply. Now I have a way: my in-laws go back to the county, and don't say that Wang Xianggong refused; Just say that he is ill at home and can't come. He will arrive in a day or two. "Zhai comprador said," If you are sick, you must treat your neighbor's sweetness! "There was an argument with each other. Qin Lao accompanied him to dinner, secretly called Wang Mian out, and asked his mother to give money to Zhai comprador. Just promised to go, the magistrate replied. The magistrate thought, "What's wrong with this page? I think Zhai's slave has gone to the countryside, and he is really threatening him. He has never met anyone in the government and is afraid to come. Since the teacher entrusted this person to me, I came to the teacher without calling him, which also provoked the teacher to laugh at my weakness. I might as well go to the country to worship him myself. Seeing the reward for his face didn't mean to embarrass him. Naturally, he dared to see me. I took him to see the teacher, and he was not diligent? "Then he thought," A county magistrate condescended to worship a villager, which made the officials laugh. " Then he thought, "The teacher was very respectful the day before yesterday. The teacher respects him ten points, and I will respect him one hundred points. Besides, if you respect saints, you will be praised in the future annals. This is an immortal activity for thousands of years. What can't you do? "I'm determined now. The next morning, all the bearers were summoned, and all the deacons were not needed. Only eight red and black hats were brought to the night warden, and the comprador carried a sedan chair all the way to the countryside. When the villagers heard the gong, they helped the old and brought the young one by one, and the crowd was crowded. Sedan chair came to Wang Mian's door and saw seven or eight huts with a whiteboard door tightly closed. Zhai comprador grabbed a few steps to knock at the door. After knocking for a while, a mother-in-law came out with a cane and said, "I'm not at home." I went out to drink Petunia's water this morning and haven't come back yet. "Zhai comprador said," why are you so slow, when your master personally told your son what to say here? Tell me where it is so that I can pass it on! " My mother-in-law said, "Actually, I'm not at home. I have no idea where it is. " Say that finish, shut the door and went in. While speaking, the sedan chair of the magistrate of a county has arrived. The comprador Zhai knelt down in front of the sedan chair and said, "The younger one told Wang Mian that he was not at home. Ask the master to drive to the mansion later, and the younger generation will tell him. "Hold the sedan chair behind Wang Mian's house. Narrow ridges are scattered behind the house. On the far side of the pond, elms and mulberry trees are planted all over the pond. An endless field by the pond; There is also a mountain, although not very big, but lush and full of trees. For about a mile, we could still hear each other shouting. A county magistrate was walking when a shepherd boy rode a buffalo and turned backwards from the mountain pass. Zhai comprador came after him and asked, "Qin Xiaoerhan, have you seen Wang Lao, the boss next door, drinking cows there?" Xiao Erdao: "Uncle Wang? He is twenty miles away, and Wang Jiaji's in-laws have gone to drink. This cow is his, and Yang and I rushed home for him. " Zhai comprador made such a report to the magistrate of a county. The magistrate changed his face and said, "In that case, you don't have to go to the government! Go back to yamen! "At this time, the magistrate of a county was very angry, and immediately sent someone to take Wang Mian to punish him, but he thought I was afraid of danger. The teacher said that he had a bad temper, so he went back patiently and slowly explained to the teacher that this person was unpleasant, and it was not too late to dispose of him again. The magistrate of a county went. Zhai Wangmian did not travel far, but went home immediately. Qin Lao came to complain about him and said, "You were too determined just now! He is the county magistrate. How can you ignore him like this? " Wang Mian said, "Please sit down, Dad. I tell you: the magistrate at that time, leaning on the crisis, wanted to torture the king here and did everything possible. Why should I be with such a person? But when he goes back, he must tell Su Wei. I'm afraid I will care. I say goodbye to my dad now, pack my bags and hide somewhere else for a while. It's just that my mother is at home and I'm not at ease. "Mother said," Son, you've been selling poems and paintings for years, and I've saved three or five hundred taels of silver, so I don't worry about food. Although I am old and not ill, you'd better go out and avoid it for a while. If you haven't committed a crime, can't the government come and take your mother away? Qin: "That makes sense. Besides, you are buried in this country town. Although you are very talented, who knows you? I don't know if I'm going to Dabang this time or if I'm coming out of some random encounters. Your family had a big accident. Everything is on my old man. I'll help you. " Wang Mian thanked Qin Lao. Qin Lao walked home again. I brought some wine and food, sent it to Wang Mian, and went back after drinking in the middle of the night. The next morning, Wang Mian got up and packed. After breakfast, Qin Lao arrived. Wang Mian said goodbye to his mother, and then Qin Lao. Mother and son parted in tears. Wang Mian put on Ma Xie and carried his luggage. Qin veteran took a small white lamp in his hand and went straight out of the village. He said goodbye in tears. Qin veteran stood watching him go with a lantern, but he couldn't see it, so he went back. Know Wang Mian slept all the way, to the shandong jinan mansion, nine miles station, seven miles station. Although Shandong is a province near the north, this city is also densely populated. When Wang Mian arrived here, he ran out of expenses, so he rented a small temple facade room to sell divination, drew two boneless flowers and put them there to sell to passers-by. I can't find enough people to draw every day. In a flash, half a year passed. Several vulgar rich people in Jinan also love Wang Mian's paintings. They often buy them, but they don't come by themselves. They send a few rough pages and yell at each other, which will make Wang Mian fidgety. Wang Mian was impatient, so he drew a big cow and stuck it there, and wrote some poems on it. He is full of sarcasm, and he is afraid that he will have nothing to say from now on. He is considering moving. Early that morning, I sat there and saw many men and women, crying and walking in the street. Some people are carrying pots, others are carrying children in baskets. They are sallow and emaciated and in rags. In the past, the streets were filled with them again and again. Some people spend money sitting on the ground. Ask him what he does. All the counties along the Yellow River were killed by the river, and Tianlu's house was gone. These are people who have fled the country, and the government doesn't care, so they have to look around for food. Wang Mian was very sad to see this, and sighed, "The river flows northward, and the world has been in chaos ever since. What am I still doing here? "I picked up some scattered money, tied my luggage and went home. When I entered Zhejiang, I found that the dangerous elements had returned to the DPRK, and the magistrate of a county was promoted. So you can go home and see your mother. I'm glad to see my mother healthy as usual. Mother told him that Qin Lao had many benefits. He quickly opened his luggage, took out a cocoon silk and a pack of Geng cakes, and took them to Xie Qin. Qin Lao also prepared wine to welcome him. From then on, Wang Mian still painted poems and took care of his mother. Six years later, my mother was ill in bed. Wang Mian tried every means to delay the medical treatment, but it was useless. One day, my mother said to Wang Mian, "I can't see anything. But over the past few years, people have said in my ear that if you have learned, you should be advised to go out and become an official. I'm afraid being an official has nothing to do with Rongzong Yaozu. Seeing these officials, none of them can come to a good end. Besides, your temperament is arrogant. It will be ugly if something happens. My son can listen to my last words: get married and have children in the future, guard my grave and don't go out to be an official. I am dead, and my mouth and eyes are closed. " Wang Mian cried and obeyed. His mother was critically ill and died. Wang Mian wailed and the neighbors cried. Thanks to Qin Lao's help, clothes and coffins are ready. I don't need to elaborate on Wang Mian's grave for three years. I took the clothes, and after more than a year, the world was in chaos. Fang Guozhen captured Zhejiang, Zhang Shicheng captured Suzhou, and Chen Youliang captured Huguang, all heroes of grass thieves. Only when we set out for Chuyang, won Jinling and became the Taizu emperor of the king of Wu, was Wang's teacher. Soldiers defeated Fang Guozhen, and ordered the whole of Zhejiang, and there was no harassment in rural towns. One day in ancient times, at noon, Wang Mian was coming back from his mother's grave when he saw a dozen people riding horses unexpectedly coming to his village. Being the first person, wearing a scarf, a flower shirt, a white face and three moustaches, is really lucky! The man dismounted at the door and saluted Wang Mian. "Excuse me, where is Mr. Wang Mian's home? "Wang Mian said," Wang Mian. This is my humble abode. " The man said happily, "It's wonderful. I'm here to visit." He ordered everyone to dismount, stay outside and tie their horses to the willows by the lake. The man and Wang Mian walked into the room hand in hand and sat down on both sides. Wang Mian said, "I dare not ask your official's name? Why did you come to this remote place? ""My name is Zhu, "said the man." I fought in the south of the Yangtze River and was named King Chu Yang. According to Jinling now, my name is Wu Wang. Because Fang Guozhen is here, I came to visit Mr. "Wang Mian said." The villagers don't know it with the naked eye, so it is the Lord. But the villagers, a fool, how dare you disturb your majesty? Wu Wangdao: "I am a clown." Now I can see my husband's Confucian image, and I don't feel that my utilitarian view has disappeared. Lonely Jiangnan, that is, envy of fame. I came to visit today, and I want to get your instructions: how can Zhejiang people convince them after a long period of rebellion? "Wang Mian said," your majesty is wise and far-sighted. There is no need for the villagers to say more. Who doesn't accept serving people with righteousness? What about Zhejiang? If you convince people with strength, Zhejiang people are weak, but they are afraid of losing face. Didn't you see Fang Guozhen? " The prince sighed and nodded, indicating good. The two talked about the sunset. Those followers are all carrying dry food. Wang Mian went to the kitchen, branded a catty of bread, fried a plate of leeks and took them out to accompany him. The prince ate them, thanked him for his teaching, and then rode on the horse. On this day, Qin Lao came back from the city and asked about it. Wang Mian never said he was a prince, only that he was a general in the army. He met him in Shandong in, so he came to see me. Just say it. A few years later, the king of Wu calmed down the disaster and decided to make it heaven and unify the world. The founding name was Daming and the year was Hongwu. Rural people live and work in peace and contentment. In the fourth year of Hongwu, Qin Lao returned to the city and said to Wang Mian, "Lord Wei has confessed his crime and sent him to Hezhou. I brought you a copy. " When Wang Mian saw it, he realized that he was conceited and called himself a veteran in front of Mao. Mao was furious and sent people to the tomb of Yuque in Hezhou. After this article, the Ministry of Rites agreed on the method of selecting scholars: one subject every three years, with the five classics, four books and eight-part essay as one subject. Wang Mian pointed to Qin Lao and said, "But this method is not good! Since scholars have this glorious road in the future, they all look down on the source of that article. " As he spoke, it was getting late. It's early summer, and it's hot at first sight. Qin Lao put down a table on the threshing floor and they had a drink. After a while, on the eastern moon, it shone like a million hectares of glass. Those sleeping seagulls and herons are silent. Wang Mian is holding a cup in his left hand and pointing to the stars in the sky with his right hand. He said to Qin: "Look, this is a generation of literati who have offended Wenchang!" Before the words were finished, a strange wind suddenly blew, making trees whizzing and birds cackling on the water. Wang Mian and Qin Lao were so scared that they covered their faces with sleeves. After a while, the wind will calm down a little. I opened my eyes and saw hundreds of little stars in the sky, all of which had fallen to the southeast corner. "What a pity! "Wang Mian said that we can't wait to see the stars being sent down to maintain our literary fortune! "Pack up the guy that night and rest separately. Since then, it has often been said that the court wrote to the Chief Secretary of Zhejiang to recruit Wang Mian as an official. I didn't care at first, but gradually I talked more. Wang Mian didn't inform Qin Lao, cleaned up privately, and fled to Kuaiji Mountain overnight. Half a year later, the imperial court sent an official, holding an imperial edict and leading many people, wearing colorful silks and satins inside and outside, to the head of Qin's hometown. Seeing that Qin Lao is over eighty years old, he still has to stand on his temples with crutches. The official saluted him. Old Qin asked him to sit down in the thatched cottage. The official asked, "Is Mr. Wang Mian there? Now the emperor has granted him the position of joining the army, and the junior officials have specially brought a letter. Qin: "Although he is from here, he has been missing for a long time. "Qin Lao offered tea, led the officer to Wang Mian's house, pushed open the door, and saw a house full of octopus, and the path was covered with Artemisia, which he had known for a long time. The official consultant sighed and went back with the letter. Wang Mian lives in seclusion in Huiji Mountain, without giving his name. Later, he fell ill and died. Neighbors pooled some money and buried it at the foot of Huiji Mountain. It was the year when Qin Lao and Shou finally got home. Ironically, recently a bachelor of arts said Wang Mian, and everyone called him Wang Shenjun. Has Wang Mian been an official for a day? So come clean.