Chapter 131 The God-like Scholar
“These grandsons are too cruel... They must be jealous of my handsome appearance... Hiss...”
In the inn, fat Xue Chi sat On the chair, his fat face twitched.
When Zhu Ping'an, who was helping the fat man apply medicine, heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. I really don't know where this fat man got his confidence! He has a handsome appearance. If the fat man's family hadn't been rich, Zhu Ping'an would have doubted whether this guy would be able to find a partner!
"Okay, you can take this medicine back and apply it once a day. It will be cured in about three days." After Zhu Pingan applied the medicine, he threw the bamboo stick wrapped with cotton balls into the garbage made of bamboo baskets. Put the stopper in the bucket and throw the medicine bottle into the arms of the fat man Xue Chi.
"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The fat man stood up from his chair and thanked Zhu Pingan.
"If you thank me, you can skip it." Zhu Ping'an waved his hand nonchalantly, and then said, "There are only a few days until the exam, so you might as well take care of yourself."
"The exam is coming so soon..." Fatty Xue Chi exclaimed when he heard this, and then his fat face looked like he was constipated.
Send off the staggering drunken fat man, it’s already moonlight outside and people are making appointments after dusk. Because of the curfew system, the nights in Daming are much quieter. At this moment, everything is silent. The whole street is quiet and deserted. People are either outside or sleeping soundly at home.
To succeed, you must endure loneliness. There is no shortcut to success. Zhu Pingan sat by the window, lit an oil lamp, and recalled the Qing Dynasty Zhuangyuan scrolls he had seen in his mind. Then he selected an eight-part essay from one of the scrolls, ground it and copied it on paper.
The title of this article copied by Zhu Ping'an is "To the people of the world, gather the world's own goods, trade and retreat, everyone gets his own meaning", which is from "Book of Changes. Xici" "The market is in the middle of the day, to the people of the world, Gather the goods from all over the world, trade them and retreat, everyone gets their own place, and they take all the "eating and eating". The original meaning of this passage is: Use noon as the market time to attract people from all over the world, gather goods from all over the world, trade with each other and then go home, each getting what they need. This is probably based on the hexagram "Bite".
This is the answer sheet of Liu Chunlin, the last number one scholar in the Qing Dynasty. He has great insights and profound attainments in eight-legged essay writing. After Zhu Pingan transcribed it, he studied it repeatedly; then he tried to write an article himself for comparison, looking for deficiencies. It was late at night before he turned off the oil lamp and fell asleep.
In the dead of night, everything is immersed in dreams, and the thick night sky is quietly pregnant with the next dawn.
Getting up early in the morning, Zhu Ping'an took a shower and then went out as usual with his schoolbag slung across his body and a black wooden board under his arm. The students and scholars who got up early in the inn to read by the window were already familiar with Zhu Pingan's outfit. They were both early risers and hardworking people, so they naturally looked at each other with admiration. Some students and scholars nodded slightly to Zhu Pingan, and Zhu Pingan was also impressed. Respond one by one.
Zhu Pingan crossed the lobby with a black wooden board and walked along the Qinhuai River towards the woods where he used to practice calligraphy.
When passing by the bridge connecting the Qinhuai River to the Golden Pink Jade Tower on the other side, I saw several males who had returned from the gentle village on the other side. Their faces were full of satisfaction and exhaustion. It seemed that they had worked hard last night.
I walked to the river and filled a bamboo tube with Qinhuai water, then turned away from the river bank and walked towards the woods.
"Hey, that half-grown scholar, you take a bamboo tube and fill us with foot-washing water, but you want to go back secretly to drink it?" On the other side of the river, two girls, one big and one one small, were washing by the river and found Zhu. Pingan couldn't help but laugh and start teasing Zhu Pingan again.
A promiscuous woman who is not bound by feudal ethics should not be underestimated, but I keep saying this over and over again, and I am tired of hearing it.
“Remember to put sugar next time.”
Zhu Ping'an didn't look back, he just shook the bamboo tube casually and left a sentence lightly.
"Giggle...you are just a piece of wood, it turns out you are also a poor talker." The young girl on the other side covered her lips and said with a smile.
“Little brother, I don’t put sugar in the foot washing water, but my sister likes to put sugar in the bath water. Come and play with me. She will drink it with you after taking a bath, gurgling...”
The older girl also giggled at Zhu Pingan's words. She is motivated but not dull, and she is self-sufficient but not pedantic. She has not seen such an interesting scholar for a long time, and she couldn't help laughing.
Listening to the laughter of the girl behind him, Zhu Ping'an almost doubted whether this was the Ming Dynasty. Really, this prostitute's fighting ability was much better than those modern elder sisters who like young meat.
Without paying any further attention, Zhu Pingan walked to the remote woods and came to the stone where he often practiced calligraphy. Zhu Pingan put the black board on it, took out the brush and started practicing calligraphy.
Since the last time I met the old fishing man by the lake, Zhu Pingan's calligraphy has become better and better, and he has a faint style of his own.
Although the woods chosen by Zhu Ping'an are secluded, there are many mosquitoes, especially the vicious black-striped mosquitoes, which will cause a big swelling if they bite. Zhu Pingan came over to write for a while, but was bitten by mosquitoes on his hands and neck to write down. It hurt and itched, which was very annoying, and the effect of practicing calligraphy was a bit worse than usual.
Burning mugwort can drive away mosquitoes, but it is not safe in the woods after all. Zhu Ping'an thought that after breakfast later, he would go to the medicine shop and buy some sage, mint, perilla, calamus, and lemongrass. , star anise, tangerine peel, willow peel and the like are put in the purse made by my mother and worn everywhere, and the effect of repelling mosquitoes is not bad.
After practicing calligraphy, Zhu Pingan got up and walked around silently reading the Four Books and Five Classics to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes again.
While Zhu Pingan was reading the Four Books and Five Classics silently, a scholar also holding a scroll came to the woods. Zhu Pingan greeted him from a distance and continued to read his own book silently.
Then Zhu Pingan heard the sound of reading loudly throughout the woods.
"Learn and practice from time to time...Learn and practice from time to time...I can't say it...I can't say it..." The single has been repeated dozens of times, all of which are these nine words. Moreover, read the first five characters dozens of times and then read the last four characters dozens of times.
Nima, why does this sound a bit like that person who was scolded for howling at night? Zhu Pingan, who was reading silently, was stunned. He raised his head and glanced at the scholar, only to see him shaking his head while reading. That's called an emotional investment.
After reading this sentence dozens or hundreds of times, the scholar finally changed the sentence.
"A friend is coming from afar... A friend is coming from afar... I can't say it, I can't say it..." This sentence is a single loop again. Like the previous sentence, read the first five words a hundred times. I read the last four words hundreds of times without even reading them together with a sentence.
I kneel down, this kind of endorsement method... He is really a god-like scholar.
Zhu Ping'an spent the whole morning reviewing the Four Books and Five Classics with the scholar's single song. Moreover, the scholar only read five sentences in the whole morning...
Bagu Get a scholar
Imperial examination
I really don’t know what would happen if such a person also passed the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination...
I am afraid that it will be difficult to come back to this forest tomorrow, Zhu Ping’an thought in his heart when he collected his things and left after reading. . (End of this chapter)