Chapter 746 Kneeling in front of the Buddha for three thousand years
The two officials in the room just glanced at Zhu Pingan, then lowered their heads and started writing seriously, concentrating entirely on the works they were writing.
The Holy Spirit was in a very bad mood today. Early in the morning, he sent his servant to Wu Yishen to assign a task. He asked the Yamen to submit an article. If there is a good work, he will be generously rewarded.
Before Yan Shoufu heard the order and went to Yongshou Palace, he specially called everyone to one place and gave the instructions again.
Everyone knows that this is a mission and an opportunity to soar into the sky. If you have obtained the Sacred Heart and your articles are outstanding in the Holy Spirit, your promotion and wealth in the future will be like a smooth sailing, no, it should be said that you will be on a smooth path to success.
Such a God-given opportunity cannot be ignored.
The two officials in the room were fully focused on writing the article. The room was very quiet, with only the slight inaudible sound of pen and ink running on the paper.
But the next second, I heard the sound of grinding ink. Although it was very slight, it was still very obvious in the quiet room where you could hear the drop of a needle.
We are all writing hard, why are you here to cause trouble? !
The two officials in the room raised their heads with some dissatisfaction and looked at Zhu Pingan. Apart from the two of them, Zhu Pingan was the only one in the room. The sound could only have been caused by Zhu Pingan.
When he looked up, he found that Zhu Ping'an had laid out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was now studying ink, as if he was about to write on the spot.
The two officials were slightly startled, and then smiled speechlessly.
Are you, Zhu Pingan, also coming to join in the fun and write an article? But don’t you think it’s too late? I and everyone else have already started to conceive and write in the morning, and only now are we finishing the writing.
If you want to write a good article, how can you not think about it carefully?
There are only two sticks of incense left before the Yamen is released. This time is not even enough to come up with ideas. Do you still want to join in the fun? ! Young people, their character is still not good enough.
This opportunity is good.
But, unfortunately, you have missed it.
It’s late.
The two officials shook their heads and smiled, then lowered their heads and began to work hard on their creation. Their article was almost finished. In their opinion, they have finished the creation. It is estimated that Zhu Ping'an has not finished the idea and has not even written a word.
While the two officials were concentrating on their creation, Zhu Ping'an's ink had already been prepared.
It was completely different from what the two officials in the room expected. After Zhu Pingan studied the ink, he picked up the pen and started writing without thinking.
I wipe
What is the sound? !
It sounds like writing? !
The sound of Zhu Pingan writing pen and ink on the paper suddenly attracted the attention of the two officials in the room.
Curious, the two of them raised their heads again.
It didn't matter if they raised their heads, the scene they saw shocked them so much that they could hardly hold the brush in their hands. In their sight, Zhu Ping'an moved his pen as fast as he could and began to write on the paper.
Holy shit!
Did you come up with a different idea? !
Seeing this scene, the two officials almost spit out a mouthful of blood. You must know that after they received the task in the morning, they spent a whole morning and a lunch just thinking about it.
Zhu Ping'an is responsible for inspecting the Taicang Bank and has been away from Wuyi Cang. He has no chance of knowing the proposition of today's article. He just came here and he only knew it just now.
But they didn’t expect that this boy Zhu Ping’an would not take the usual path. He didn’t even conceive an idea and just started writing. This shocked them.
Of course, this was not what shocked them the most. When they noticed the paper under Zhu Pingan's hands, they couldn't help but rub their eyes, looked at it carefully, and then opened their mouths in surprise, This time it opened even wider, almost enough to fit a fist into it.
You... the paper in your hand is a question book. This is a question book that is officially presented to the imperial examination.
You... you don’t come up with ideas and don’t talk about them, why don’t you draft them?
During the Cao Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps. Now Zhu Ping'an does not give in at all. Could it be said that this is the talent of the number one scholar? !
The two officials felt a lot of hurt...
But they still didn’t believe it. If you don’t create an idea or draft a draft, what kind of article can you write? ? !
Even if you are more intelligent, you will not be able to write any exquisite articles in this little time.
You really think you are Cao Zhi!
But even Cao Zhi's seven-step poem has no literary talent at all. It is more like a limerick than a poem. It was just written hastily under the threat of death. The reason why it can be remembered for centuries is just that it hit the point in the eyes of everyone. Cao Pi felt guilty and had no shame to kill him. With the blessing of this period of history, he was able to be famous for generations to come.
The proposition of today’s article is not simple, and Cao Zhi’s seven-step poem is simply not enough.
But looking at Zhu Pingan's confident face and smooth writing, they were shaken again. Could it be that Zhu Pingan could really write a good piece of work? !
Curious, the two officials with various thoughts couldn't help but craned their necks and looked at Zhu Pingan's painting.
Zhu Ping'an's brush strokes are like a dragon king moving in the clouds, and his strokes are like clouds and smoke. With a free hand, each calligraphy word jumps out on the paper.
Each stroke is as straight as a dragon entering the sea, and a majestic and righteous energy rushes towards his face.
What a good word!
No matter that they kept writing, they had to feel inferior to Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy.
Wait
What is Zhu Pingan writing? !
The two officials opened their mouths again, and they were even more exaggerated than when they saw Zhu Pingan not imagining ideas or drafting.
When they looked at it, Zhu Pingan had already written seven words. But just these words made the two officials lose their composure.
After reading these seven words, one of the officials couldn't believe his eyes. His eyes almost popped out. He was completely stunned. He opened his mouth and looked at Zhu Ping'an blankly. After writing these seven words, I couldn't say a word for a long time.
The other official also looked like he had seen a ghost. He took a deep breath and breathed it out slowly after several seconds.
Isn’t this true?
Was this really written by Zhu Pingan?
After a few seconds, the two officials regained their composure. Next, their movements and expressions were consistent. They looked at Zhu Pingan's writing, then looked up at Zhu Pingan, and then looked at each other with a look on their faces. He shook his head speechlessly.
Because the seven words written by Zhu Pingan are: "Kneel before the Buddha for three thousand years."
Kneel before the Buddha for three thousand years? !
The two officials looked at each other, funny, angry and speechless. Is Zhu Pingan here to make a joke? !
I didn’t even understand the meaning of the question! Do you dare to write and submit it to the emperor? !
Why is Your Majesty in a bad mood? ! It is not because the power of Buddha suppresses Taoism and Taoism is weak, but the common people are ignorant and "Maitreya Buddha is in every house and Avalokitesvara in every household". It is a pity that no one knows the true Lord Cihang.
You have knelt down for three thousand years before returning to the Buddha, and you are still very sincere! Kneeling before the Buddha once is not enough, you have to kneel for three thousand years.
The Holy Spirit will probably be so angry that he will vomit three liters of blood after reading your article!
Uh
Isn't this guy trying to attract the Holy Emperor's attention in this way? ! OK!
You have the guts!
(End of this chapter)