Chapter 382: That Dog in That Village
In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient and information transmission was also very slow.
It is said that it has been a few days since the results were released. While the capital is still immersed in the glory of the number one scholar, most places outside the capital still don’t know the results of the palace examination. More than a hundred riders rode from the capital. The messengers who came out, even though they were working hard, conveyed that the results of the release of the results were still on the way.
In the southwest of the vast land of Ming Dynasty, Woniu Mountain rises from the ground and stretches for hundreds of miles. At the foot of Woniu Mountain, there is a small mountain village with beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains and rivers. There is a fence in front of the village, a loquat tree in the back of the village, and melons and beans are planted in front of and behind the house.
The village is like a paradise. Behind the village is Woniu Mountain, in front of the village is a clear stream, with lush trees on the mountain and abundant fish and shrimp in the water. However, despite the beautiful scenery, judging from the fence walls, thatched houses and adobe houses in the village, life in the village is still far from affluent.
There is a huge old banyan tree in the center of the village, with many branches, winding and towering, blocking out the sky and the sun.
There are two stone tablets under the old banyan tree. One was built several months ago, and the other was just erected a few days ago. The marks on the stone tablets are all left by new carvings. The old stele is inscribed with the words "Zhu Ping'an, a member of the Xinhai Enke Examination in the 30th year of Jiajing", and the new stele is inscribed with "Zhu Ping'an, a member of the Xinhai Enkexu in the 30th year of Jiajing".
Although it has been several days since the imperial examination was announced and the results were released, the news has not yet reached this small mountain village. The small mountain village is still immersed in the news of Zhu Ping'an's Zhonghui Yuan.
There are many people standing under the old banyan tree in the center of the village, chatting. While they are chatting, from time to time, tall horses pulling carriages pass by or enter the village. Or leaving the village, there is an endless stream.
"Well, this is the eighteenth car today. Tsk tsk, this horse deserves at least this number. It's such a pity to pull a cart." An old farmer squatting on the ground smoking a dry cigarette, holding on to the roots of the tree I blew my pipe and pot and looked at the back of a carriage entering the village, feeling a little pity for the tall horse pulling the carriage.
"Uncle Liu, what's this? The day before yesterday, I saw two big horses with pure white fur pulling a cart." Another villager leaned against a tree trunk and showed off, "Uncle, I'm not bragging to you. There are many people on that day. , Brother Zhu asked me to help, and I went to the carriage to see it, and there was really not a single hair on it. "
"This old Zhu family is going to be prosperous. Ping'an Lang is really up to date. There is only one Huiyuan in the country. We can't even dream of it."
In Lao Under the banyan tree, there was a strong black man polishing farm tools. He looked at the west end of the village and said with envy.
"You are overthinking. I am Ping'an Lang. Who are you? If nothing else, let's talk about the school that Ping'an Lang recommended in our village years ago. Tsk tsk, even the county magistrate praised it. Our village is here, and Ping'an Lang was only thirteen at the time." The old farmer who had been knocking the pot of his pipe under the root of the tree put a new pipe of tobacco leaves, sat on the root of the tree and took a nice puff against the trunk.
After the old farmer finished speaking, everyone responded unanimously.
"That's right, that's right, my boy went to Master Sun to study this year, and our village gave him a load of millet. It was said that there was still another load in summer."
"No, both of my boys are I went to elementary school and got two loads at a time, which saved a lot at home. If you can learn some things, you can't become a big man like Heianlang. If you can read and count, you can still get a good job in the town."
While people were talking about it, the west end of the village came again. An old farmer came, followed by a fat, fat dog.
Seeing the visitor, the people under the old banyan tree became energetic. The old farmer who came was Uncle Li from the west end of the village. Uncle Li's family lived next door to Zhu Ping'an's house, and they were old neighbors.
"Uncle Li, why are you here? Why don't you take a nap?" There was a young man under the banyan tree, looking at Uncle Li and asked.
"Why are you taking a lunch break? As soon as I lay down, a group of people came to Shouyi's house. Just when I wanted to take a nap, another group of people came to Shouyi's house. I had finished dinner two days ago, and there were still people coming. Well, I can't sleep at all." Uncle Li came over, rubbing his forehead a little tiredly, but with a showy expression on his face, as if he couldn't sleep and was too proud.
"Hahaha, Uncle Li, why don't you switch your house with mine? My house will be safe and sound, and I will ensure that you sleep well." The young man under the banyan tree joked with a smile.
"It's a beautiful idea, no matter how much money I give you, I won't change it. Have you ever seen the master of the Juren Project? Have you seen the county grandpa? Have you seen the grand master from Anqing Mansion?" Uncle Li blew his gray beard. , asked the young man with a proud look on his face.
The young man shook his head.
“I’ve never seen this old man, your uncle. I’m telling you, sitting on the roof of my house, you can really see it. Don’t tell me, you will never be able to imitate the magnanimity of this old man in your lifetime. ." Uncle Li's face glowed red as he spoke, and he even learned to walk two steps. He felt like he was possessed by the old man, looking forward and calmly.
"Hahaha, Grandpa Li is walking like an old bastard." A naughty boy wearing crotchless pants under the banyan tree pointed at Uncle Li and laughed.
In the end, his father pushed him to the ground and slapped him twice.
"Okay, okay, just wait until you are old enough and send him to school. Anyway, our village has a school valley, and several neighboring villages are so greedy that they are dumbfounded." Someone advised the naughty child's father.
"Uncle Li, I think you don't want to change houses with me because the Shouyi family always sends things to your house, such as snacks and fruits. I think you have a lot of them." Someone laughed.
Uncle Li blew his beard and said, "Why, the Shouyi family didn't send it to your house? Didn't everyone in our village send it to you?"
"That's right, that's right, the Shouyi family has nothing to say." People nodded one after another.
After chatting for a while, I saw that the large carriage that had just gone to Zhu Ping'an's house in the east end of the village came out of the west end of the village. The driver driving the carriage drove the carriage out of the village.
The big fat dog following Uncle Li couldn't help but get excited when he saw this strange carriage, and the momentum of Le Yangyang also eased. He raised his ears and walked forward on four legs. He took two steps. He stretched his neck and made a howling gesture.
Then
In the eyes of everyone, this big fat dog showed its full posture, stretched its neck, and opened its mouth, but even when it opened its mouth, it did not make any sound. A voice comes.
Open your mouth and bite, but there will be no sound.
After barking twice silently, the big fat dog drooped its ears and lay down at Uncle Li's feet.
"Uncle Li, what's wrong with this idiot in your family? In the past, there was a stranger who had to be called for a long time. Why is it that it's thundering but not raining today?" When people saw this, they couldn't help but asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's just that there have been a lot of people recently, and the dog is tired from biting it, so he can't bark anymore."
Uncle Li looked at the big fat dog at his feet and shook it carelessly. Shaking his head, he explained. (End of chapter)