Chapter 46 Purple Qi Soaring into the Sky
As night fell, the entire Xiahe Village was immersed in sleep, and the Zhu family also fell asleep. Only the compartment where Zhu Ping'an was located still had an oil lamp on, and the eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan also started to snore. .
Under the oil lamp, Zhu Pingan was writing and copying the textbook "Three Character Classic" borrowed from Zhu Pingjun. It's too expensive to buy a book, but copying it can save money and practice calligraphy. I asked my mother, Chen, to cut the paper into the size of a textbook and then sew it into a textbook with needle and thread. Zhu Ping'an started copying since dinner, and he had finished writing when the moonlight was strong. The "Three Character Classic" is the Southern Song Dynasty version. It only covers the Southern Song Dynasty and does not include the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy is not that good, but it is very neat. His handwriting is at the level of a beginner, but it is still much better than the naughty kids in school.
One bite cannot make you fat. Let’s copy the Thousand-Character Essay and Hundred Family Surnames slowly tomorrow. After clearing the table and blowing out the oil lamp, Zhu Ping’an climbed into bed and gradually fell asleep. The moonlight shone unwillingly from the window. A room full of silver.
On the morning of the second day, the sun rose as usual. Xiahe Village’s hope for rain was once again broken, and the village’s war on water became even more urgent.
"You're stupid, you've already learned a lesson, why are you still herding cows!" Mrs. Chen kept scolding Zhu Ping'an at the door.
The eldest aunt and the fourth aunt were snickering in the yard and took it as a joke when Zhu Pingan said that he was learning while herding cows during breakfast. What can a silly boy who doesn't know how to enjoy happiness do if he doesn't learn? Such a silly boy will definitely not be able to learn well.
Zhu Pingan held the old scalper and listened to Chen's scolding, and couldn't help but giggle.
Looking at that silly look, the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt laughed even more happily, but because their grandfather was also there, they couldn't bear it.
Looking at Zhu Pingan with only a silly smile, Mrs. Chen angrily tapped Zhu Pingan on the forehead with her finger.
Zhu Pingan rubbed his forehead and said aggrievedly, "Mom, it hurts. I can ride the old scalper to school, and when I get there, I can tie it to a tree and leave it alone."
The old scalper is a very good one. The means of transportation is equivalent to a modern private car transfer, and it can also be praised by your grandfather, so why not do it.
When Chen heard this, he was very angry and funny, so he tapped Zhu Pingan's forehead with his finger and said angrily, "You are just lazy!"
Zhu Pingan touched his forehead. Hehe giggled, rode on the old scalper and walked towards the school with Zhu Pingjun.
"Brother Jun, do you want to come up and sit down for a while?" Zhu Pingan asked Zhu Pingjun, riding on the back of the old scalper.
Zhu Pingjun shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly, "No, my mother said that I am a scholar and cannot herd cattle in the fields."
Zhu Ping'an was speechless, what happened to scholars, scholars can't Have you gone to the fields to herd cows? Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was born as a cowherd boy. Wise monarchs in the past dynasties have always set an example by taking time to tinker with a piece of land for a show, euphemistically called it "Quan Konong Sang". Why does the eldest aunt say that farming is a lowly job? If my father and my third uncle hadn't farmed the land, how could the eldest uncle study? He would have starved to death many times.
The shepherd boy riding the ox is not as fun as outsiders.
Walking to the bottom of the hillside, Zhu Pingan got off the back of the old scalper and asked Zhu Pingjun to go to the school first and find a place with lush young grass to tie up the old scalper.
While Zhu Ping'an was tying up the old scalper, the scheming little Lolita came running happily again on her little red horse, followed by the bun-headed little maid Hua'er, still keeping up with him. Same thing every time, holding the hem of her skirt and panting, calling the lady to slow down, slow down.
"Zhu Pingan, haven't you learned a lesson? Why are you still a cowherd?" The sinister little loli controlled the little red horse and ran to Zhu Pingan, asking curiously.
“Herding cattle will not affect my education.” Zhu Pingan tied up the old ox, stood up and replied calmly.
Hearing this, the scheming little Loli burst into laughter, "Isn't that still a cowherd boy?"
"What's wrong with the cowherd boy?" Zhu Pingan asked back.
"The cowherd boy has no future. My father said that the cowherd boys who farm the land are all mud-legged and will be poor for the rest of their lives." The sinister little loli said with disdain, "The cowherd boy works for my family. They are all poor.”
What an ignorant gold digger.
Zhu Pingan didn't want to pay attention to this money-worshiping little loli now. He just glanced at her, turned around, carried his schoolbag, and walked towards the hillside school with his black wooden board under his arm.
Seeing Zhu Ping'an ignore her, the scheming little loli Li Shu couldn't help but pout her lips and muttered, "You still want to honor your ancestors when you are herding cows."
"Why are you herding cows? Oh, why can’t the cowherd boy be proud of his ancestors?”
Zhu Pingan turned around and wanted to teach this money-worshiping little Lolita a lesson. Unexpectedly, when he said Guangzongyaozu, he found that the phenomenon that had appeared twice before appeared again. Luck, he actually I saw luck again.
Moreover, the scene he saw this time made him stunned. He twitched his lips for a long time before he finally said the last word.
Nima, this is unscientific.
In Zhu Ping'an's sight, the dark-bellied, arrogant, gold-worshiping little lolita had purple energy rising from the top of her head
Purple energy coming from the east, it is indescribably precious, an illusion, it must be an illusion, Could it be that this scheming little loli could still be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister? It was impossible. Could it be that she would be the concubine of a certain prince or grandson in the future? Or will she marry into the family of a prince, general or prime minister? But no matter what, this scheming little loli is definitely a lucky person. But this is too unscientific. It is too unscientific for a little lolita who is sinister, money-worshiping and even vicious to be a person of great luck.
The little steamed bun girl Hua'er has a white pillar of luck on her head, which is in sharp contrast to the dark-bellied little Lolita with the purple sky above her head.
Although his luck only lasted for a few seconds, Zhu Pingan stared at the scheming little Loli in stunned silence for a long time
“Hey, Zhu Pingan, why do you always look at me!? Huh, I’m pretty. It looks good, but don’t do it The toad wants to eat swan meat, but I want to marry the number one scholar and be the wife of the number one scholar." Seeing Zhu Pingan looking at her intently, the scheming little lolita had big eyes filled with disgust, narcissistic, stinky and venomous. The irony of Zhu Pingan.
Well, as expected, you are still the money-worshipping, arrogant, sly, venomous little lolita. Speaking of which, you think too much. I don’t want your money-worshiping, sly, venomous and venomous little lolita. , you are only five years old, okay, this is too precocious. You talk about marrying the number one scholar all day long, and you don’t even blush!
Too unscientific, Zhu Pingan shook his head, ignored this money-worshiping and sinister loli, and turned around to walk to the school. Behind him were the angry roars of the scheming little loli, and the voice of the little maid Baozi saying "I'm sorry, Miss, I'm sorry, Miss."
To get angry at the servant, he discovered another flaw of the sinister little loli. It's so unscientific. How could such a little lolita with so many shortcomings be so purple? (With your help, this book has reached the eighth position on the new book list. Thank you very much. I hope you will continue to collect and recommend and help.)
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