Chapter 812 The artistic conception is extremely beautiful
From this day on, when the official Ying Mao came to work and met him at the Yamen, his first sentence was no longer "Did you eat it, but did you hear it", and then Zhu Ping'an was punished The news that someone was bankrupt and forced to do business part-time will be mentioned again and again.
"Are you kidding me? If he sells calligraphy and paintings, he might be able to earn three melons and two dates. He won't have to drink northwest wind all day long. But if he is doing business, I heard he still needs to open a restaurant. Business, I can guarantee that Zhu Ping'an will compensate for his losses. There is no one left, even underwear."
"Confucius said that there is no distinction between education and distinction. There is no distinction between high and low in reading and writing, but when it comes to running a restaurant, he, Zhu Ping'an, is a country bumpkin. What kind of knowledge can you have on this? I wouldn’t think that a little guy from the countryside would Restaurants can make a lot of money just by frying a few dishes that can't be sold on the table. I just take it for granted that I can make money in the capital. How can the restaurants in the capital be comparable to those in the countryside? Well, if you still want to make money, just go ahead and dream.”
< br>"Zhu Ping'an must be out of his mind. There is a beauty like jade in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. If you don't study the knowledge carefully with the book lying around, you have to let yourself down and be stained with the smell of copper. I think the Holy Spirit will punish him. The punishment is still too light.”
"Young people, you are still too young. Don't look back until you hit the wall. Doing business and studying are two different things. Alas, young people just don't listen to advice."
"Haha, I still want to open a restaurant to make money. ....I think he can make the compensation so much that he cries..."
"It's not certain, maybe Zhu Ping'an can make money, right, hahaha..."
"Make money? Hahaha, if he can make money, I will write my name upside down."
Basically what people say is badmouthing Zhu Pingan As for the voice, it can be said that nine and a half out of ten people are not optimistic about Zhu Pingan. The remaining half did not express their opinions due to their own self-cultivation. In fact, they are not good-looking in their hearts.
A period of bad-mouthing and a period of laughter.
It is no exaggeration to say that Zhu Ping'an's news brought half of the laughter to the official power in the capital, and cured many difficult and miscellaneous diseases such as loss of appetite and poor mood.
In the deep palace of Xiyuan, the incense of burning incense filled the air, and the breeze brought bursts of sandalwood. A group of people crossed the Jinao Yuqiao Bridge and went straight to the harem.
If Zhu Ping'an were here, he would have recognized that the young man in the four-clawed python robe who left first was the young man with a thick beard who was in the backyard of the pastry shop in the morning. However, the only difference is that the young man's face at this time His face is fair and clean, and there is no lush beard, just a light velvet beard on his lips.
This person is one of the only two remaining princes of the Ming Dynasty, the third prince of the Ming Dynasty - Prince Yu Zhu Zai.
Following closely behind King Yu was a lively and willful girl, wearing a bright red phoenix dress, with pearls on her head, a small face full of arrogance and defiance, and a piece of rice paper in her pink and white jade hand, rolled into a paper tube. inside.
If Zhu Ping'an were here, he would recognize this girl as the problem girl in the backyard of the pastry shop this morning.
Being able to walk freely in the deep palace is certainly no ordinary person. This girl is the third princess of the Ming Dynasty and the most beloved eldest princess of Emperor Jiajing (the eldest among the existing princesses) - Princess Ning'an Zhu Luyu.
"Brother Emperor, please stay in the palace for a few days. Empress Du has told Ning An several times that she misses Brother Emperor." Princess Ning'an stepped forward, stretched out her little hand and pulled Pulling the sleeves of King Yu's robe, he said in a coquettish tone.
When King Yu heard this, he was slightly startled, paused, and then shook his head, with a sad and helpless look on his face, and said softly: "It's not like you don't know, Yu'er, I have already opened a mansion, so I can't stay in the palace. Besides, my father has always disliked me coming to the palace, so I was able to visit my mother and concubine in the palace today because of her illness.”
"It's all the fault of Tao Lao Niuzi, who deceived my father by telling nonsense about two dragons not meeting each other, and made his brother unable to enter the palace." Princess Ning'an said angrily.
The palace maids and eunuchs behind them all lowered their heads and stood aside with their hands lowered, as if they were deaf and mute, silent.
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say." Prince Yu had a nervous look on his brows. He quickly glanced around and approached Princess Ning'an and said softly, "Be careful that walls have ears. Master Tao Tianshi has won the trust of my father. If the father learns that the imperial sister is slandering Tao Tianshi behind his back, "That's not good."
"What are you afraid of? These are the slaves that the emperor can trust. If anyone dares to gossip, they will be dragged out and beaten to death." Princess Ning'an swept the palace maid and eunuch behind her. He glanced at it, pursed his lips, and struck a sentence.
“I don’t dare.”
All the palace maids and eunuchs knelt down and responded tremblingly, with humility and respect.
"Get up. As long as you stick to your duties, I will not treat you badly. I know that if you go back, if my mother asks, why did you go back?" Princess Ning'an said lightly. , and then asked nonchalantly.
"The princess copied scriptures and prayed for the imperial concubine in Qing Yizhai." A group of palace maids and eunuchs replied in unison.
Hearing this, Princess Ning'an nodded with satisfaction, a beautiful arc on her lips.
On the side, King Yu smiled and shook his head.
The group continued moving forward.
"Brother Imperial, what do you mean by the poem that exhibitionist Zhu Pingan gave me?" When mentioning the poem written by Zhu Pingan, the smile on Princess Ning'an's lips gradually faded and she frowned. He tilted his little head and said with a look of disgust: "I am so naive and innocent. What's wrong with him? He rushed to give people poems. Huh, who does he think he is? Who cares about his bad poems? "
Of course, although Princess Ning'an said this with a look of disgust, but There was still a somewhat smug look on his little face.
Just like when a little girl received a love letter from a little boy in school, no matter whether she tore it into pieces or threw it in the trash can, she still felt a little proud and happy in her heart, vanity. I also got a lot of satisfaction.
Huh, this girl is so beautiful, talented, and so lovable.
I didn't give Zhu Ping'an any good looks just now. Even so, he rushed to give me poems.
If you give him some good face, then he will have to dig his nose and face, and I don’t know what kind of attentive behavior he will do
Hmph
Who cares!
After Princess Ning'an finished speaking, before King Yu could reply, she recited it quietly to herself:
""Lying Spring"
Dark plum blossoms and faint smell of flowers
Lying on branches with sadness at the bottom
Far away smells lying like water
Easy to see through the spring green.
The shore seems green
The shore seems green
The shore seems green. "
After reciting silently, Princess Ning'an shook her little head, with a look of disgust on her face, "What kind of bad poem did he write? The artistic conception is good, but the poems don't rhyme, and the rhythm is not good. No, he also emphasizes on Chinese characters. I really don’t know how he got the top prize. "
"Well, this poem is a bit weird. The rhyme and rhyme violate the taboos of poetry, but the artistic conception is extremely beautiful. "Prince Yu nodded and said softly. (End of Chapter)