"These grandsons are so cruel... They must be jealous of my handsome appearance... Hiss..."
Inside the inn, fat man Xue Chi sat on a chair, his fat face twitching.
Zhu Pingan, who was helping the fat man apply medicine, twitched at the corner of his mouth when he heard this. I really don't know where this fat man's confidence comes from! He is also handsome. If the fat man's family didn't have some money, Zhu Pingan would have doubted whether this guy could find a partner!
"Okay, you can take this medicine back and apply it once a day. You will be fine in about three days." After Zhu Pingan applied the medicine, he threw the bamboo stick wrapped with cotton balls into the trash can made of bamboo baskets and stuffed it with a stopper.
, throwing the medicine bottle into the arms of fat man Xue Chi.
"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The fat man stood up from his chair and thanked Zhu Pingan.
"It's unnecessary if you thank me." Zhu Ping'an waved his hand nonchalantly, and then said, "There are only a few days until the exam, so you might as well take care of yourself."
"The exam is coming so soon..." Fatty Xue Chi exclaimed when he heard this, and then his fat face looked like he was constipated.
After seeing off the staggering drunken fat man, it was already moonlight outside and people were making appointments at dusk. Because of the curfew system, the nights of the Ming Dynasty were much quieter. At this moment, everything was silent, the sky and the earth were empty and vast, and there was only the lonely moon.
Staring at the quiet night from a distance.
To succeed, you must endure loneliness. There is no shortcut to success. Zhu Pingan sat by the window, lit an oil lamp, recalled the Qing Dynasty champion scrolls he had seen in his mind, and then selected an eight-part essay from one of them.
The text was copied on polished paper.
The title of this article copied by Zhu Ping'an is "To the people of the world, gather the world's own goods, trade and withdraw, each gets his own meaning", which comes from "Book of Changes. Xici" "The market is in the middle of the day, to the people of the world,
Gather the goods from all over the world, trade them and withdraw, and everyone will get their own place, and they will take all the "eating and eating."
Obtaining the items you need is probably based on the hexagram "Bite".
This is the answer sheet of Liu Chunlin, the last number one scholar in the Qing Dynasty. He has good insights and profound attainments in stereotyped writing. After Zhu Pingan copied it down, he studied it repeatedly; then he tried to write an article of his own for comparison, looking for deficiencies until late at night.
Then he turned off the oil lamp and fell asleep.
In the dead of night, everything is immersed in a deep dream, quietly gestating a dawn with a refreshing autumn breeze.
When he got up early in the morning, Zhu Pingan took a quick shower and then went out as usual with his schoolbag slung across his body and a black wooden board. The students and scholars who got up early and read by the window in the inn were no longer surprised by Zhu Pingan's outfit.
People who get up early and work hard will naturally look at each other with admiration. Some students and scholars nodded slightly to Zhu Pingan, and Zhu Pingan responded one by one.
Zhu Pingan walked through the lobby with the black wooden board under his arm and walked along the Qinhuai River towards the woods where he used to practice calligraphy.
When passing by the bridge connecting the Qinhuai River to the Jinfenyu Tower on the other side, I saw several males who had returned from Wenwen Township on the other side. Their faces were full of satisfaction and exhaustion. It seemed that they had worked hard last night.
After walking to the river and filling a bamboo tube with Qinhuai water, he turned away from the river bank and walked towards the woods.
"Hey, that half-grown scholar, you take a bamboo tube and fill us with foot-washing water, but you want to secretly go back to drink it?" On the other side of the river, two girls, one big and one one small, were washing up by the river and found Zhu Pingan, and couldn't help but smile again.
Open your mouth to tease Zhu Ping'an.
A promiscuous woman who is not bound by feudal ethics should not be underestimated, but I keep saying this over and over again, and I am tired of hearing it.
"Remember to put sugar next time."
Zhu Ping'an didn't look back, he just shook the bamboo tube casually and left a sentence lightly.
"Giggle... I thought you were just a piece of wood, but it turns out you're also a poor talker." The young girl on the other side covered her lips and said with a smile.
"Little brother, I don't put sugar in the foot washing water, but my sister likes to put sugar in the bath water. Come and play with me. She will drink it with you after taking a bath, gurgling..."
The older girl also giggled at Zhu Ping'an's words. She was motivated but not dull, and she was self-sufficient but not pedantic. She hadn't seen such an interesting scholar for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.
Listening to the laughter of the girl behind him, Zhu Ping'an almost wondered if this was the Ming Dynasty. Really, this prostitute's fighting ability was much better than those modern big sisters who like young meat.
Without paying any further attention, Zhu Pingan walked to the remote woods and came to the stone where he often practiced calligraphy. Zhu Pingan put the black wooden board on it, took out the brush and began to practice calligraphy.
Since the last time he met the old fishing man by the lake, Zhu Pingan's calligraphy has become better and better, and he has a faint style of his own.
The woods are secluded, but there are many mosquitoes. "The most poisonous thing is autumn mosquitoes." Although autumn has entered, the mosquitoes have become more and more intense. Sometimes a bite from a mosquito will be red and swollen for several days. As soon as Zhu Pingan was writing, he was caught by mosquitoes.
I got a bite on my upper neck and took note of it. It was painful and itchy, which was very annoying. The effect of practicing calligraphy was a bit worse than usual.
Burning mugwort can drive away mosquitoes, but it is not safe in the woods after all. Zhu Ping'an thought that after breakfast later, he would stop by the drug store and buy some hors d'oeuvre, mint, perilla, calamus, lemongrass, star anise, and tangerine peel.
Put the willow bark and the like in the purse made by my mother and wear it with you. It is also effective in repelling mosquitoes.
After practicing calligraphy, Zhu Ping'an got up and walked around silently reading the Four Books and Five Classics to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes again.
While Zhu Pingan was reading the Four Books and Five Classics silently, a scholar came to the woods with a scroll in his hand. Zhu Pingan greeted him from a distance and continued to read his own book silently.
Then Zhu Pingan heard the sound of reading loudly throughout the woods.
"Learn and practice from time to time...Learn from time to time and practice from time to time...It can't be said...It can't be said..." The single has been repeated dozens of times, all with this sentence of nine characters, and the first five characters read
Then read the next four words dozens of times.
Damn it, why does this sound a bit like the one who was scolded for howling wolf in the night? Zhu Pingan, who was reading silently, was stunned. He raised his head and glanced at the scholar, only to see that he was shaking his head and shaking his head when reading.
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After reading this sentence dozens or hundreds of times, the scholar finally changed the sentence.
"A friend is coming from afar... A friend is coming from afar... I can't say it, I can't say it..." This sentence is a single cycle again, and like the previous sentence, read the first five words a hundred times.
I read the last four words hundreds of times, but I still read them without a sentence.
I'm so down on my knees, this way of endorsement... He is really a god-like scholar.
Throughout the morning, Zhu Pingan reviewed the Four Books and Five Classics in a loop with this scholar's single song. Moreover, the scholar only read five sentences throughout the morning...
Eight-part stocking to get scholars
Imperial examination
I really don’t know what would happen if this kind of person also passed the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination...
I'm afraid it won't be good to come back to this forest tomorrow, Zhu Ping'an thought in his mind when he collected his things and left after reading it in the morning.