Chapter 101 Trivial matters before the government examination
"My hair has not even grown yet, but I still want to tease my sister." Regarding Zhu Pingan's teasing just now, the girl was stunned for a second before teasing with a smile.
I don’t know who was so frightened that the knife was pulled out.
Zhu Pingan responded with a disdainful smile, then sat at the table and ate breakfast with relish.
"Aren't you curious why the Jin Yiwei came to search but turned a blind eye to me?" The girl sat opposite Zhu Pingan, eating fried dough sticks in small bites, and finally couldn't help but raise her head and ask Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Ping'an stopped his chopsticks, shrugged slightly, and said calmly, "It's just that you covered your face during the assassination, and it was night, so no one recognized your appearance."
"You are really boring. !”
The girl curled her lips when she heard this, lowered her head to eat her fried dough sticks and tofu, and after a while she kicked Zhu Pingan’s chair.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ping'an was speechless, stopped his chopsticks and asked.
“How much money do you have left?” The girl scratched at the tofu in the bowl randomly, feeling a little disgusted.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Pingan asked casually and continued to eat his breakfast.
"I see there are a lot of fat sheep in the inn. Please help me out tonight, let's go." The girl's eyes were shining as she spoke, and her whole body was as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It seemed that all the injuries she had suffered were completely Gone.
Pfft
Zhu Ping'an, who was drinking tofu nao, spurted it out in one gulp.
At the critical moment, the girl across the table moved one hand of fried dough sticks and the other of tofu puffs to the outside, just in time to avoid the tofu puffs sprayed out by Zhu Pingan.
The rabbit hasn't eaten the grass yet. It's good for this little aunt. She wants to start directly at the inn where she lives, and the mess of the assassination has not been sorted out yet. If there is another thief or robbery, do you want Jin Yiwei? Rest! They are not vegetarians. Besides, it’s not like uncle and the others don’t know you. It’s too late to hide, and you’re still rushing forward.
"If you weren't so poor, I wouldn't have to think about it. I'm not Old Man Kong. I would die if I didn't know the taste of meat." The girl put all the blame on Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Ping'an.
In the end, Zhu Ping'an did not agree to the witch's suggestion, but only promised to add a meat dish one day in the future. Of course, this was after the girl wrote an IOU for ten taels of silver. Just compromised.
The next time passed slowly like this, practicing calligraphy, reading in the morning, and studying eight-part essay, as if the witch in the room who could not calm down for a moment did not exist.
After practicing calligraphy and reading in the morning, I followed the original path back, but was stopped by a group of students and scholars on the way.
“Isn’t this Brother Zhu Xian who flew into the reed flowers and disappeared? It’s better to meet by chance than to meet by chance. What a coincidence.” The first person to say hello was a polite scholar dressed like a noble son. It was in Jingxian Tongcheng Xia Luoming, who had been praised by Zhou Xuezheng at the Poetry Club, had a modest smile on his face, but there was a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows.
"Brother Zhu Xian, whom I have admired for a long time, lives in Feng Shanshui, Xiasu Song County." Following Xia Luoming is a student in his early twenties, who is also a very talented person, and his appearance is as good as Zhu Pingan's.
After that, everyone else also greeted him familiarly.
"Oh, good morning, everyone." Zhu Ping'an greeted a few people with a black wooden board under his arm.
"What a coincidence. We, the top students from various counties, met at the bank of Taihu Lake to exchange experiences and compose a few poems. This is the last poetry meeting before the government examination. Brother Zhu Xian must not miss it again." Feng Shanshui from Susong County exchanged a few pleasantries and invited Zhu Pingan to attend the poetry meeting with them.
It’s a poetry meeting again, and naturally Zhu Ping’an is not going to go.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have something important to do. I'm grateful for your kindness. I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you all in this poetry meeting." Zhu Pingan held the black board between his arms, apologized, and was about to turn around and leave. .
After Zhu Ping'an apologized, Xia Luoming said, "Brother Zhu Xian, please don't refuse. We are all at Taihu Lake, why not go. And the heads of county examinations from several counties are also here. , Zhu Xiandi must not miss it.”
Xia. After Luo Ming finished speaking, Feng Shanshui continued, "Zhu Xiandi's sentence of "flying into the reed flowers and disappearing" really expresses the artistic conception of snow. We are all gathered together, and everyone admires Zhu Xiandi's literary talent. But if Zhu Xiandi doesn't show a single face, wouldn't it be a shame? I’m disappointed.”
"I really have something important to do, and I'm not good at it, so I won't bother you." Zhu Pingan said again.
"Brother Zhu Xian is so polite. Brother Zhu Xian is so talented and talented, whether it is to say goodbye or to sing the snow, he has always amazed us. Today's poetry meeting, why don't brother Zhu Xian leave a piece of calligraphy again so that we can talk about it after we finish? , which is also a beautiful thing "That's right, if Brother Zhu Xian leaves another piece of calligraphy, it will definitely be a good story in the future."
"Yes, let's go together."
< br>Everyone around him also spoke out in support.
Zhu Ping'an just held the black board between his arms and politely refused everyone, saying: "I'm really sorry, I'm not good at poetry. Every time I write a poem, it takes several days to complete. I don't want to embarrass myself in this kind of poetry meeting." ”
“Brother Zhu Xian is so humble. A sentence that flies into the reed flowers never disappears. Let me be ashamed."
"That's right, brother Zhu Xian, please come with us."
"We are still waiting for your masterpiece."
< br>Several students and scholars accompanying him spoke one after another, wanting to drag Zhu Pingan over to participate in the poetry meeting.
"I'm really sorry. I'm really in a hurry. I won't bother you this time. I'm sorry and I'm going to leave." Zhu Ping'an bowed his hands and squeezed out of the crowd with the black board between his arms.
Seeing Zhu Pingan's back, these people began to talk about it.
"Really, why are you dragging me? A poem is neither fish nor fowl, and only the last sentence of a poem about snow is worthy of reading."
"It's too arrogant."
< br>"Buying fame and fishing for reputation."
"I must be scared. I'm afraid that I won't be able to write poems in public."
"Forget it, Brother Feng, Brother Li. Let's go to the Taihu Poetry Association."
People were talking about it, and their voices were muted. Big or small, just enough for fragments of sound to reach Zhu Ping'an's ears.
Zhu Ping'an didn't care about this. Shi Shiran returned to the inn and simply ordered two dishes and one soup in the lobby, then put it in the food box and walked upstairs. All poetry gatherings are useless. It’s better to take advantage of the time and read more books.
The poetry meeting at Taihu Lake is in full swing. None of the top students are convinced. Poems follow one another, but there are actually a few good poems that have been circulated. Of course, the news that Zhu Pingan refused to participate in the poetry meeting in every possible way was also released. It was regarded as a fear of not being able to write poetry. It became the background of this poetry meeting, which can be regarded as a contribution to this poetry meeting.
Time passed so quickly after the poetry meeting, so fast that the exam began in the blink of an eye. (End of this chapter)