Chapter 335 I understand the truth
When Zhu Ping'an learned that Li Shu had stripped off the red paper that wanted to climb into bed and made him kneel down twice, he was still a little surprised by what Li Shu did. Although this approach is unexpected and reasonable.
This is the Ming Dynasty in feudal society, not the modern era of freedom, democracy and equality. In feudal society, you have to follow the survival rules of feudal society. A maid is at the bottom of the feudal society. If you want to change your destiny, it is understandable. Climbing into bed is also one of the methods, and it is a high-return investment, but high return means high risk. There are risks in the stock market, and you need to be cautious when investing. When you choose to crawl out of bed, you have to accept the risks brought by crawling out of bed.
I understand the truth, but why do you need to strip it naked? !
In this kind of feudal society, it is too much to strip girls naked and make them kneel in front of everyone. Even a beating, a heavy fine, etc. would be better than this. To take a step back, at least keep three fig leaves, maybe even invent the bra in advance.
But thinking about Li Shu's past behavior, it's not surprising that she would do something like stripping her naked and forcing her to kneel down.
"By the way, let's keep some fig leaves, right?" Zhu Ping'an looked at Li Shu and said.
“For the kind of person who is shameless, you have to strip naked to show her shame!” Li Shu said, giving Zhu Ping’an a hard look, looking up and down, “What’s the matter, are you pitying the beauty?”
“Have mercy on me "Zhu Ping'an curled his lips, then looked at Li Shu for two seconds, imitating Li Shu's movements, looking up and down, and raised the corners of his lips, "What's the matter, are you jealous?"
" Jealous? ”
Li Shu seemed to be caught off guard when she heard the words, her cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and the book she was holding in her slender hands trembled. But the next second, Cherry's little mouth pouted, and then she rolled her eyes heavily and let out a lark-like cry. He sneered, "Giggle. It's so funny. Who would be jealous of a stinky toad like you?"
"Then it's over. How could I show pity to someone I've never met before!" Zhu Ping An shrugged and said calmly.
"Who knows what you are thinking." Li Shu said angrily.
Forget it, it’s all over, it’s useless to say more.
It is now past noon, and the girl with the red note has also been handed over to the eldest lady. It is useless to suggest any three-point poses, four-point poses, etc. to Li Shu. I think the red note has been handed over to the eldest lady. After Madam dealt with it, although punishment is unavoidable, there should be no more stripping and kneeling.
Therefore, Zhu Pingan did not continue on this topic. It was time to get up after sleeping in bed for a long time.
"Excuse me, you two, I'm going to get up." Zhu Pingan slightly arched his hands on the bed.
"Who cares about you?" Li Shu sneered and led the little maid Baozi out of the room.
After Zhu Pingan watched Li Shu and the little maid Baozi leave the room, he lifted the quilt, changed his clothes, and got out of bed to wash up. After washing up, the feeling of hangover was gone, and my whole body instantly felt full of blood and resurrected, with a long-lost spirit.
It was now past noon. After washing, Zhu Pingan felt a little hungry in his belly. When he was about to go out to find some food, he saw Li Shu and Baozi's little maid coming to the door again. Baozi The little maid also carried a food box in her hand.
"Uncle, it's time to eat~~" Baozi's little maid put the food box on the table as if she was offering a treasure.
"Thank you very much."
Zhu Ping'an thanked Li Shu and the little maid Baozi, and then he opened the food box without politeness and started to enjoy it. The meal this time was generally light. , and a bowl of rice porridge. Although it is light, it still tastes very good.
"How does it taste?" Li Shu couldn't help blinking when she saw that Zhu Ping'an was eating well, and asked with interest.
“The porridge and side dishes are so delicious, and the level of the cooks in your family has improved again.”
Zhu Ping'an swept all the vegetables from the plate into his belly, not even letting go of the last vegetable. Then he wiped his mouth slightly, extended a thumbs up, and praised today's lunch.
"You are discerning." Li Shu seemed to be in a much better mood, "My cook is unique, no one else has this blessing."
After lunch, Li Shu took the steamed buns The little maid returned to the backyard, saying she wanted to see what her aunt had done with the red note.
Zhu Pingan, who had eaten and drank enough, sat at the desk and started practicing calligraphy after Li Shu and the little maid Baozi left. In a few days, it will be the palace examination. The palace examination is different from the provincial examination and the general examination. After the provincial examination and the general examination, someone will re-copy your test paper and send it for review. Anyway, it will be re-copied. Your Whether the font is good or bad is meaningless. But the palace examination is different. After you answer the paper in the palace examination, there is no copying process. You will directly review your original paper. Therefore, your font is particularly important in the palace examination.
Persistence is the key to practicing calligraphy. Although my calligraphy has long gone from being a professional to a superb state, practicing calligraphy is still essential. Practicing calligraphy is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. There is no end to learning, and the same goes for practicing calligraphy. Zhu Pingan insists on practicing calligraphy every day. Over time, he can always improve. When practicing calligraphy this time, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but recall the handwritten plaque written by Yan Song that he saw last time at Heniantang Pharmacy. Yan Song was not good, but his handwriting was amazing. There is a sense of awe and righteousness in the font.
A famous traitor in the history of the Qing Dynasty, there is so much righteousness in his handwriting, which is a bit incredible. Now think about it, the words people often say are like the people they write, and they probably only reflect the mental state of the person who wrote them.
It is said that before his death, Yan Song struggled to write down the fourteen words "Serve the country with loyalty throughout his life, and follow people's opinions about right and wrong when he dies" before passing away. Probably in Yan Song's heart, he still believed that he was an upright and loyal minister and a gentleman from beginning to end. Yan Song's self-righteous mentality probably gave his words a sense of righteousness.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an suddenly realized something. He started writing in thick ink, and the three words "He Niantang" appeared on the rice paper one by one. They were seventy-nine similar to the He Niantang plaque.
As expected.
Zhu Ping'an looked at the font he had imitated and smiled, and then continued to practice calligraphy. He wrote the three characters "He Niantang" five times in a row. By the end, these three words had already merged with the "He Niantang" plaque. There are nine points of similarity.
Similar in appearance, similar in spirit.
It was an unexpected surprise that I realized the skill of imitation by accident.
Zhu Pingan burned the rice paper on which he imitated Yan Song's calligraphy, and then started practicing again. This time he did not imitate Yan Song's calligraphy, but tried to incorporate the awe-inspiring righteousness of Yan Song's calligraphy. In my calligraphy, my calligraphy has flesh and blood, and with the spirit of riding the wind and waves, it also carries a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.
I couldn't stop writing and writing. It wasn't until a boy came over to report that Mr. Zhang Siwei and Mr. Wang Shizhen, who had visited Zhu Pingan last time, were waiting outside the door, did Zhu Pingan stop writing.
Thanks to the visitor, Zhu Ping'an washed his hands and walked out of the room. After thinking about it, he turned around and put the fat duck money bag in his arms and walked out the door. (End of chapter)