Chapter 183 Daoxiang
This time Zhu Ping'an borrowed three books from the shady girl's family, all of which were for the upcoming scientific and rural examinations. The idea of borrowing miscellaneous books that he had thought about before has long since It disappeared without a trace. Zhu Pingan still knows what to do when. The imperial examination is about to begin, and reading more books on the imperial examination is my first priority.
The moonlight is getting brighter, and there is a sound of frogs outside.
After dinner, Zhu Pingan read at night at his desk with the oil lamp lit in front of the table. As a man of two generations, Zhu Ping'an deeply understood the principle that every inch of time is worth every inch of gold. How many genius-level figures were so amazing that they were eventually lost in the long river of history because they were not diligent enough.
Sweat more at ordinary times, so you can shed less tears at critical moments. When you are young, you should work harder and struggle more. It is not yet time to enjoy yourself. When it's time to work hard, you have to work hard, when it's time to struggle, you have to fight, and when it's time to enjoy yourself, you won't have no girls in your arms and no money in your hands. Otherwise, when you get old, you can only look at the money in the hands of girls in other people's arms and feel infinite regret.
The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The silk hanging career in his previous life had a lot to do with his lack of diligence and hard work. Therefore, in this life, in this feudal Ming Dynasty, Zhu Pingan learned his lesson, worked hard and never stopped.
The lights are dim and I can’t let go of the book.
At dawn, Zhu Pingan got up early and walked out of the room. At this time, there were still a few lost stars in the sky.
I walked to the stone beside the well in the yard, habitually laid out a black wooden board, scooped out a ladle of well water, washed my hands and face, and then poured the washed water into a groove on the stone. He used the oxtail brush his father had made for him in the early years, dipped it in water, and wrote on the stone.
My mother, who got up early to cook, had not yet gotten up to cook. Zhu Ping'an had already put away the black board and brushes and put them back in the room. He took several volumes of copied books and slung a cloth bag across his body, and went out to the river. Go aside.
Quiet by the river. The breeze blows and it’s a great place to read and read.
When the rising sun appeared in the east and the rooster roared down to the village, Zhu Pingan put away the book in his hand. Return home slowly.
My mother, Mrs. Chen, had just made breakfast, and the aroma of breakfast filled the yard.
"What delicious food does mom make? It smells so good?" Zhu Ping'an sniffed hard and flattered her.
“It’s just your sweet mouth.”
The mother, Ms. Chen, was beaming with smiles and liked her little son very much.
The day in Xiahe Village started again. Father Zhu went to drive the cattle cart to make money. Now Father Zhu seems to have fallen in love with this job. He drives the big black cattle out happily every day. There were more people, including people from all walks of life, and gradually Father Zhu talked a lot more.
One afternoon three days later, a police officer came from the county. A copy of the communique sent from Yingtian Mansion was sent to Zhu Ping'an's home.
"The emperor's grace is so great that he declares Enke and I will obey the imperial edict and conduct the imperial examination on the 20th day of the tenth month of the lunar month. Those who have gained much knowledge will be retained to wait for the imperial examination; those who have lost their knowledge will be deposed as officials. People; those who fail to show up for no reason will be severely punished.”
As expected, the exam is still suspended, but fortunately it is October 20th, and the place is also Yingtianfu, and the scientific exam is only a few days away from the Enke Township Examination. . It was just in time for the provincial examination, so there was no need to travel back and forth by myself.
Calculating the time, there are still nearly twenty days before the scientific examination.
Time is enough.
After a few days, the rice turned golden. The autumn wind slowly blew the fragrance of rice. The heavy rice lowered its head in memory of Mother Earth's nourishment. Under the autumn wind, the rice fields set off waves, flowing from the east end of Xiahe Village to the west end of Xiahe Village, making the people of Xiahe Village happy.
Then Xiahe Village became busy because Tianli’s rice was ripe.
On this day, Zhu Ping'an also changed into coarse shorts early in the morning and went to the fields to harvest rice with his parents and elder brother.
"Brother Zhi. What are you doing? Go back and read a book." Zhu Pingchuan, the eldest brother, has sharp eyes. Seeing Zhu Pingan change into a coarse cloth jacket, he immediately understood what his younger brother wanted to do, and couldn't help but ask Zhu Pingan to go back to his room to read.
"Hey, I didn't see you changing clothes in the blink of an eye. Stop messing around and go read your book." After hearing this, mother Chen also saw Zhu Ping'an coming out of the room. Surprised, he couldn't help but ask Zhu Pingan to go back to the room and read.
"Xie'er, please don't go. It's enough for me, your brother and your mother. Farming is busy these days, so I won't go to catch the car." Zhu's father did the same and asked Zhu Ping'an to go back to his room. Read a book. Although Zhu's father had always felt that it was better for the boy to sweat more, when Zhu Pingan was about to go to Enke to take the exam, Zhu's father still felt that it was better for Zhu Pingan to read at home.
Zhu Ping'an walked up to his parents and elder brother in a coarse short coat and smiled naively, "I've been reading for too long, and my arms and legs are a little rusty. I just happened to go to the fields to get something done. Again. Okay, I've been reading at home these days, and I'm a little tired, so I just Let’s go and relax. I used to go to the fields, it’s okay, it’s not a problem for these two days.”
In recent years, Zhu Ping’an’s family has added a lot of land. If his parents still have it. The eldest brother and the others went to the fields to harvest, but I don’t know how long they will be busy.
"One more for you is not much, one for you is less than a lot." Mother Chen was unwilling to let Zhu Ping'an go to the fields. "You are already a scholar, why should you go to the fields? You should still go and read your books."
"Mom, I am also a strong laborer. Besides, even the current emperor will go to the field at a specific time to persuade Konong to make mulberry. Not to mention that I am just a scholar." Zhu Pingan smiled naively and said to his mother Chen took the sickle from his hand.
“One more day of reading is not a lot of books, and one day of less reading is a lot of books. My son has already memorized the books in his mind, and it doesn’t matter if he reads silently while working.” Zhu Ping’an continued.
My parents and elder brother were no match for Zhu Pingan, so they had no choice but to agree to follow Zhu Pingan to the fields, but only for this day, and they could not follow him again in the future.
While walking on the road, many villagers were surprised to see Zhu Pingan, who was wearing a coarse short coat, a straw hat and a sickle, and were very curious.
"Why did Mr. Zhu go to the ground?"
"Why is Mr. Xiucai still here?"
The villagers were either curious or joking, in short, they just asked when they saw him.
"A scholar is also a human being and needs to eat. Today's sages will set an example to persuade Konongsang, let alone a scholar like me. Besides, all the uncles are sweating like rain in the fields, how dare Ping An be idle." Zhu Ping'an smiled naively. Explain to the villagers.
When they arrived at the field, Zhu Pingan followed his parents and brothers to the fields, sweating like rain, harvesting rice.
The fields of Zhu Ping'an's family are together with the fields of the Zhu family's old house. The only people working in the fields of the Zhu family's old house are his grandfather, his third uncle and Zhu Pingjun. Zhu Pingjun is still a foreign laborer and does not work hard, so he works for most of the day. , but not much was harvested
After harvesting, Zhu Pingan learned that his fourth uncle was sick again. This time, I had a bad stomach after eating last night. Uncle Zhu Shouren was still reading at home as usual
The grandfather harvesting rice in the field, looking at Zhu Pingan, who was working hard to harvest rice in a sweat, thinking about his family. The eldest son, who is not involved in farming, was filled with emotion. He is also a scholar, but the difference is quite big.
The rice harvested from the rice fields, Zhu Ping'an's family uses an ox cart to put the rice on the ox cart. The ox cart of Zhu Ping'an's family is larger and can pull more. One trip can take as much as two others. . Bullock carts place the harvested rice in the field. The so-called field is a higher level land used to dry and thresh the crops. Before the field was used, it was rolled by stone rollers pulled by oxen. After the rolling, the field was flat and dry.
The fields in Xiahe Village are all connected together. This has been planned by our ancestors for hundreds of years. Every household puts the harvested rice in the field, spreads it out to dry, and waits for the face. After drying, use an ox-pulled stone to roll and thresh it. After threshing, it can be left to dry for a few days before being stored in various granaries.
From morning to night, Zhu Pingan harvested rice with his parents and brothers all day long. When he went to bed at night, his arms felt sore.
Everything is of inferior quality, only reading is good. Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but sigh before going to bed. He must study harder in the future.
Sorry, I overestimated my ability to update, so I will update three times today. I will continue to work hard tomorrow, and everyone should rest early.
(End of this chapter)