Chapter 72 Benefactor, be careful, the slave family is afraid
Rotten wood cannot be carved, and summer insects cannot talk about ice
Students who are as good as eight Dou for miles around find enough advantages in Zhu Pingan Everyone was so confident that they felt like they could win three yuan in a row this year. They smiled confidently, waved their sleeves, and embarked on the journey to the county town.
Touring the mountains and rivers all the way, reciting poems and writing poems, as if you can pull off an egg if you walk too fast, it is really a turtle speed. No wonder it is said that it takes ten years for scholars to rebel.
Zhu Ping'an followed these people, his balls ached at the sight, and he recited the Four Books silently in his mind, trying to figure out the contents so as not to waste time like these students.
Eight-part essay is not easy. After studying in the Ming Dynasty for several years, Zhu Pingan felt that the difficulty was much more difficult than the modern college entrance examination essays and civil servant essays. Although the eight-legged essay questions are limited to four books: "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects" and "Mencius", these four books have hundreds of thousands of words. Examiners can choose sentences from them as test questions, covering a wide range of topics. , it’s also very difficult. The topic can be a sentence, or even a word, or it can be a paragraph or a chapter, or a combination of half a sentence here and a half sentence there can be used as a topic, so it is very difficult and difficult to solve the problem. Eight-part essay questions are not only difficult to solve, but even harder to write. It has strict format requirements, and you cannot "make mistakes" or "make mistakes" when writing. For example, this sentence in the Analects of Confucius: A knowledgeable person will not be confused, a benevolent person will not worry, and a brave person will not be confused. fear. If the question of the eight-part essay is "The benevolent do not worry", when you think about it, you cannot think of "the wise do not be confused", and you will be guilty if you think of it; similarly, when you think of the question, you cannot think of "the brave man will not be afraid", if you think of it, you will make a mistake. Down.
Zhu Ping'an was thinking about the topic while walking. His originally honest appearance became even more naive now.
Students who were traveling around the mountains and rivers occasionally looked back at Zhu Ping'an, and when they saw this, they called him a fellow traveler, and laughter came from time to time.
"Xie'er, we have a long way to go. You are young and frail. Please leave your valuables to your uncle. Your uncle will take them to the county seat with you and return them to you. You can also be more relaxed. ." Uncle Zhu Shouren quietly came to Zhu Pingan's side. He spoke righteously and stretched out his hand to pick up the small baggage Zhu Pingan was carrying, very like an elder.
Zhu Ping'an was interrupted by his uncle Zhu Shouren's words. When he saw his uncle reaching out to untie his little bundle, he couldn't help but dodge slightly. He looked at his uncle Zhu Shouren and said with a silly smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Filial piety comes first, uncle and elders, and don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. How dare you trouble your uncle if you are safe?"
Zhu Pingan's words attracted the attention of those walking in front, and they all turned their heads to look over. Zhu Shouren was rejected by Zhu Ping'an. At this time, he still had the demeanor of a celebrity. He had an elegant smile on his face and looked like a generous elder. "It doesn't matter. If you want to exercise, then so be it." Well, if you are tired, just tell your uncle and he will share the luggage with you."
"Brother Zhu, you are really a kind elder."
"Brother Zhu, you are so affectionate. I am really a role model.”
More than a dozen students praised the uncle Zhu Shouren for his kindness, but the uncle also said modestly that he didn’t deserve it, saying that it was only human nature.
So, the uncle and more than ten students went out touring the mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing lyrics, creating a great atmosphere of literature.
Zhu Pingan looked at his uncle calmly from behind, the corners of his mouth curved. If you really want to help me carry things, why don't you use a heavy backpack? A small baggage weighs less than two kilograms in total. Why are you sharing it? You want to cover my travel expenses without knowing it. Have it yourself. Before the trip, my father was forced to risk the wrath of Mr. Chen in front of his grandfather. He had already given the uncle five taels of silver without even mentioning the possibility of paying it back. The uncle was still dissatisfied.
The group walked for two or three hours, only seven or eight miles away, when someone suggested finding a place sheltered from the wind, eating something and resting before leaving.
So, a group of people found an abandoned mountain temple, walked into it, and spread hay or blankets. Some wealthy students asked the accompanying book boys to place the meat, wine, etc. they carried on the ground. Invite everyone to drink, write poems and have fun together.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an, the person who came to the boy's test, was ignored. Even the uncle who "licked the calf deeply" had no intention of "licking the calf" at all at this moment. These people sat around No one came to greet Zhu Pingan at all, and there was no room left for Zhu Pingan. Zhu Ping'an only received the same treatment as those people's book boys, sitting aside and in a corner.
Zhu Ping'an didn't care at all. He walked to a corner of the temple and spread hay. He sat down and took out the egg flour pancakes that his mother, Chen, had made specially before leaving. The green cucumbers were filled with water in the bamboo tube around my waist. I opened my cheeks and ate them with relish.
The melon crispy cake is fragrant and tastes great.
At this moment, suddenly outside the mountain temple, a girl's weak and pitiful voice called for help:
"Help, help"
The girl's voice Weakness is pitiful, pitiful is frightened, frightened is trembling, trembling is accompanied by helplessness, helplessness is mixed with a bit of crying, crying into your heart, anyone who just hears this helpless A sense of justice will burst out from your voice and chest.
What's more, accompanying this weak, pitiful and helpless girl's cry for help came a disheveled and beautiful girl with innocent eyes that were red from crying, a weak appearance, and a temperament that makes me feel pity for others. .
The girl who was helpless and crying for help accidentally saw the students resting in the mountain temple while stumbling. A trace of poignant hope appeared on her delicate and pitiful face, and she stumbled and trotted towards the mountain temple. Come.
This helpless voice, this girl I feel pity for.
So, more than a dozen students, overflowing with compassion and a sense of justice, shouted out famous lines that have been sung for thousands of years. :
“In broad daylight, with everything clear, how dare these gangsters to rob civilian girls!”
Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting in the corner eating pancakes and pickled cucumbers, almost spit out the pancakes in his mouth when he heard these words, and drank a sip of water to calm down his shock.
Zhu Pingan just glanced at the girl calling for help outside the door, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but then did not move, and continued to eat his own egg pancake, chew his own cucumber, and drink his own water.
More than a dozen students, overflowing with compassion and a strong sense of justice, shouted out an eternal famous saying, and then filed out one by one and began their heroic journey to save the beauty.
The eyes of the helpless girl with disheveled clothes were full of gratitude. She stumbled and ran behind more than a dozen students. She even grabbed the corner of a certain student's clothes behind her tremblingly and helplessly, shivering.
Chasing behind the girl were five gangsters with oily heads and pink faces, sinister eyebrows and sinister eyes. It was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.
"Hand over that girl, or don't blame the brothers for being rude."
Five local gangsters stood not far away and stopped, seeming to be afraid of everyone, but deliberately showing arrogance He looked like he wanted to scare people away.
Hearing the words of these ruffians, the girl hiding behind a certain student trembled even more, with a vibrato in her voice:
"Benefactors, be careful, slave, slave family Afraid." (End of this chapter)