Chapter 111 The storm started again
After a speechless night, Zhu Pingan woke up on time at dawn. After washing up for a while, Zhu Pingan took his things to the Taihu Lake as usual.
The uncle and others stayed away all night last night and have not returned this morning. Even if they come back, they will only catch up on sleep, so Zhu Pingan is going to practice calligraphy and morning reading by Taihu Lake as usual, and will meet with the uncle when he gets back. Discuss with others.
Arrived at Taihu Lake, Zhu Pingan found a place on the Taihu Lake embankment, put some hay on it, and sat down facing the churning Taihu Lake water under his feet. He put the black board on his lap and used it when the waves hit the lake embankment. He reached out and dipped the brush into the waves and stroked the brush on the black board. Placing a black wooden board on your legs is not as comfortable as writing on a boulder, but it is still a form of exercise. Life will never go according to the route you set, and plans often fail to keep up with changes. Don't be disappointed at this time and face it bravely.
Looking at the churning water of Taihu Lake underfoot and listening to the sound of waves lapping against the lake embankment, the words written by Zhu Pingan also gained a bit more vigor.
The generous Taihu gave himself another gift before leaving.
Zhu Ping'an had been practicing calligraphy for a long time, but he didn't see the sun rise. Looking to the east, his intuition was chaotic, and it seemed that the weather was going to change today.
However, although there was no sun, the visibility was gradually getting higher. Zhu Pingan put away the black board and brush and leaned against a tree trunk to read. The four books Zhu Xi annotated are not so obscure as long as they are understood from his starting point. In fact, since Zhu Pingan studied in Mongolia, he has read versions of the Four Books and Five Classics annotated not only by Zhu Xi, but also by others, but they are still the Four Books annotated by Zhu Xi, and he feels good when reading them. If you consider his character, it is even more interesting to read. An old man who screamed all day long to preserve the principles of nature and destroy human desires was finally impeached by the imperial censor for seducing a nun as a concubine and collecting the ashes of his daughter-in-law. He was also drunk, and it was very interesting just thinking about it. Nun, haha, Old Master Zhu still has uniform control.
So, the more you look at the Four Books and Five Classics annotated by Zhu Xi, the more interesting it becomes.
Zhu Ping'an was sitting on the lake bank and was fascinated. Suddenly he felt a coldness on his forehead. He looked up and saw that the sky was already gloomy.
It seems to be raining.
While the rain was still not heavy, Zhu Ping'an collected the books and put them in his schoolbag, then walked to the inn with the black wooden board under his arm.
In the lobby of the inn, I ordered a plate of side dishes, a plate of soy sauce beef, two steamed buns, and a bowl of rice porridge. Then I found a seat by the window and waited for the waiter to bring breakfast. The rain outside has gradually become heavier, and there is still wind. From time to time, the wind brings raindrops and slaps against the paper window. The lobby of the inn seemed a little boring, so Zhu Pingan opened a corner of the window to let in the wind and rain.
"Sir, would you like to change seats?" When the waiter brought the breakfast ordered by Zhu Ping'an, he saw the wind blowing rain on the table and asked.
"Don't bother, that's good." Zhu Ping'an shook his head, he didn't mind the raindrops on the table, it could just relieve the dullness in the lobby.
"Master, please use it slowly."
Seeing Zhu Ping'an's insistence, the store clerk didn't say anything more and just placed the food further back to avoid the raindrops.
When Zhu Pingan was having a delicious meal, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps outside. He looked up and saw a countryman staggering in. Seeing Zhu Pingan eating in the lobby, it was like seeing a savior. As if, he ran over directly.
"Brother An, come on, come with me to Zuijun Tower." The villager couldn't help but pulled Zhu Ping'an out with the steamed bun still stuffed in his mouth.
"Uncle Wang, what's going on?" Zhu Ping'an didn't react for a while.
"Just follow me and you'll know. Hurry, hurry up." The native pulled Zhu Ping'an and was about to walk out of the inn.
"Wait a minute, I haven't paid for the meal yet." Zhu Pingan said, taking out a handful of copper coins from his arms and waving in the direction of the store clerk.
"Brother An, hurry up and stop counting." The villagers couldn't help but urge him again and again. Seeing that Zhu Pingan still wanted to count the money and hand it to the shop assistant, they couldn't help but stuff all the money in Zhu Pingan's hand into The shop clerk took the money in his hands, and then, regardless of how much or how little money he had, he pulled Zhu Ping'an and rushed out of the inn, heading in one direction against the wind and rain.
"Uncle Wang, what's going on?" Zhu Ping'an was dragged away in the wind and rain. He couldn't help asking again, what's the matter? He was so anxious that he didn't even let him go back to get an umbrella. , this will turn into a drowned rat.
"I don't have time to talk anymore. You will know when you get to Zuijun Tower. If we hurry up, your uncle will still be waiting." The countryman surnamed Wang did not bother to explain the reason to Zhu Pingan in detail, gasping Without stopping for breath, he pulled Zhu Pingan forward.
Uh
Could it be that the uncle caused trouble in Zuijun Tower?
Zuijun Tower, why does the name sound so weird? It couldn’t be a place for fireworks.
Under the urging of the villagers, Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to run with his schoolbag across his body and the black wooden board under his arm. The clothes on my body were all wet from the rain, and they felt uncomfortable sticking to my body. The temperature was still a little low at this time, and I felt increasingly clammy and uncomfortable.
Why does it feel that the distance is a bit far, and this place seems to be a bit remote, I am becoming more and more sure that Zuijun Tower is not a good place. It's true that the uncle took the family's hard-earned money and didn't take it seriously. He just rushed to take the exam, so you prepared carefully to pass the exam in the review school, but you just followed others' romantic affairs, poetry, wine and tea.
Passing through an alley, you can see rows of high eaves and low walls appearing in front of you in the rain curtain. This row of high eaves and low walls is extremely lively. Even on a rainy day, there are people coming and going, and sedan chairs are constantly coming and going.
The closer you get, the pungent fragrance in the air becomes stronger and stronger. The wind and rain bring soft or crisp laughter from the woman, and the countryman who pulls him to run quickly finally finally He breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is raining, there are several women in front of the high eaves and low walls, holding antique paper umbrellas, smiling in the wind and rain to welcome every visitor. Looking at the baggy skirts and shirts they wore on purpose, their unstoppable smiles, and their charming expressions, I knew that my guess was definitely right. This was indeed a place of fireworks.
Zuijun Tower, let’s get drunk in the gentle countryside!
Looking at the way the locals walk into Zuijun Tower with ease, you can tell that they are all regular visitors here.
Preparing for college exams?
You are joking about the college entrance examination, no wonder you have failed in the examination. (End of this chapter)