Chapter 105 Shocked to Hear the Japanese Slaves
Strike while the iron is hot, after the fishing old man left, Zhu Pingan sat by Taihu Lake and leaned against the stone to carefully read the copybook given by the old man.
When I first opened this copybook, after just one glance, I felt like a lonely boat in the sea riding the wind and waves, and every word came to life like a mirror image. Zhu Ping'an leaned on the stone, studying it carefully, and stretched out his fingers to figure out the structure of the pen.
Unknowingly, the sky was already bright, and the call of the fisherman in the lake was heard from far away.
Zhu Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the sun rising in the sky, and his stomach grumbled in time. Then he reluctantly accepted the copybook, stood up, put the copybook into his schoolbag, packed up his things, and The black board walked toward the inn.
When I was passing by the street, I was attracted by the aroma of a shop that made "Micha Pork" snacks. So I walked into the shop with a black wooden board under my arm, asked the boss for a portion of Micha Pork and a bowl of rice porridge, and paid for it. Sit down in the store and wait patiently.
It didn’t take long for the store to deliver a portion of steaming rice meat. Zhu Pingan took a bite and moved his index finger despite burning his mouth. The rice meat made by the shop was crispy and delicious. It is fragrant and fresh. The rice powder absorbs oil and has a special aroma, which is fragrant but not greasy.
"Store, please make another one and pack it up to take away." Zhu Pingan stopped the store and paid again.
"Okay, I'll make it for you after you've eaten 70 to 80% of it. It'll be hot when you take it home." The shop owner took the money and said with great consideration for Zhu Ping'an.
“It’s time to work over there.” Zhu Pingan nodded with satisfaction.
"You're welcome, sir." The store owner smiled and went to entertain other diners.
Zhu Ping'an sat at the table and tasted the rice noodles carefully, and occasionally took a sip of hot porridge. He really felt like he was neither a mandarin duck nor an immortal.
While Zhu Pingan was enjoying breakfast, several more diners dressed as businessmen entered the store, with angry looks on their faces. Each of them ordered a piece of micha meat and several seasonal side dishes. Afterwards, they started talking indignantly.
“Those goddamn Japanese slaves have come to invade the coast again!”
“Who says it wasn’t the case? The last time was a few years ago. I picked up these pickling materials that deserve to be killed this morning. When I arrived at Fei Ge to pass the letter, I found out that two carts of raw silk had been robbed, and even two of the store clerks were almost murdered!”
"I'm relatively well. I was sick for two days on the carriage ride, so I just happened to hide there. Hey, these small countries really deserve to have their king's army attack them."
The diners eating at the table next to me heard the news. Yan asked with concern where he had suffered another disaster from the Japanese pirates.
“This time we are in Suzhou Prefecture, which is also in the southern Zhili region. Our Anqing Prefecture is further away from the sea and is a good place. Let me tell you, those Japanese slaves are all bald and stepping on wooden boards with bare feet. , speaks the language of birds, has a ferocious spirit, eats human flesh raw, especially the human heart and liver."
"Although there are not many Japanese slaves, they are ruthless and ruthless. They will not leave any chickens or dogs behind, and they will scrape the ground three feet away. It is really miserable." I'm glad that I'm in Anqing Mansion. If it were Suzhou Mansion, I'd be in big trouble.
Hearing this, Zhu Pingan couldn't eat anymore! A feeling of depression surged in my heart and was difficult to dissipate for a long time.
Japanese pirates, devils, almost forgot about these scum! Offal!
The Japanese pirate turmoil in the Ming Dynasty was second only to the modern Japanese invasion of China. It was a heinous crime committed by this small country on the land of China.
The Japanese pirates were rampant in the Ming Dynasty for their own reasons. At this time, the island country of Japan was in its Warring States period. Warlords from all over the country were fighting endlessly. In this small country, even if they owned a small village, they dared to call themselves lords and fight with each other. The conquest was a chaotic one. Having lost their families, their land, and their lords, the Japanese refugees, scoundrels, and dilapidated samurai set their greedy eyes on the land of China on the other side of the sea, and came fleeing on Japanese ships one after another! Of course, the Japanese pirates were also involved in the pirates and smugglers from the southeast coast of my country. They colluded with the Japanese pirates and invaded the land of China, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes for decades.
Zhu Ping'an's hatred of Japanese pirates far exceeds that of people of this era. They have only experienced Japanese pirates. No one knows the heinous crimes that that small country committed hundreds of years later in the land of China, and even used To describe it as a beast is an insult to the beast.
Now after hearing the news about Japanese pirates ravaging the coast, Zhu Pingan could not hide his indignation, and almost had the urge to abandon his writing and join the army. But when he thought that he was just a weak scholar with no strength to tie a chicken, abandoning his pen and joining the army would probably only add a bloody mark from the Japanese sword, so he gave up this idea.
On second thought, what about scholars? They can also strategize, and their pens can be as sharp as swords. Besides, they have thousands of years of experience. Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou, and even the experience accumulated with the blood of national heroes more than a hundred years later, are all worth mentioning. In control.
Platform, I need a platform. I am just a poor person in a mountain village now. No matter how ambitious and experienced I am, I have nowhere to put it to use.
As a result, I thought about the imperial examination even more. The names on the gold list were covered with black veil. When I was in charge of the coastal area, even a county, I had to do my best to kill the invading Japanese slaves and protect the hard-working people. Kind countrymen. It would be better if the platform was larger. I don't mind a "Black Ship Incident" happening at this time. It is said that the island country is rich in silver, and the women seem to be pretty good. Well, I think too much, and it is a bit unrealistic. Let's lay a solid foundation with poems and books.
After eating in a hurry, I took away the rice noodles packaged by the store and left in a hurry. I arrived at the inn early so I could read more and gain more confidence in being named on the gold list.
Pedestrians on the street were often seen talking about Suzhou Prefecture in twos and threes. When he was approaching the inn, Zhu Pingan met Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others. These people were gorgeously dressed and holding folding fans, and they were all handsome.
"Good morning, gentlemen." Zhu Ping'an said hello from afar.
Tongcheng Xia Luoming just nodded slightly but did not speak.
"Oh, it turns out to be Zhu Xiandi. Uh, Xiandi has bought some food again." Su Song and Feng Shanshui returned the gift. His sharp eyes saw the rice meat in Zhu Pingan's hand and he couldn't help but order it. He said this, with a faint smile on his lips.
The people traveling with him naturally thought of Zhu Ping'an's title of rice bucket, and some couldn't help laughing.
"After the exam yesterday, it's hard to relax. Why don't you follow us to Jingxian Tower to drink a few glasses of wine." Su Song and Feng Shanshui invited.
"I won't bother you. I still have food in my hand." Zhu Ping'an shook the rice meat in his hand and said with a silly smile.
"In that case, let's say goodbye." Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others said goodbye.
Zhu Ping'an also made a gesture of invitation. He watched Xia Luoming, Feng Shanshui and others laughing and chatting all the way to Jingxian Tower, as if he had never heard about the Japanese pirates invading Suzhou Prefecture reported on the street.
Back at the inn, uncle Zhu Shouren and others were also drinking and laughing at the table in the lobby. Zhu Pingan did not disturb them, and walked through the lobby carrying the rice meat and walked to his residence. (End of chapter)