On the third day after the science examination, the county government posted the science examination list. All students who are on the list can participate in the next Enke Township Examination. As for those students who are not on the list, they will be tested.
You can go back and forth wherever you want. Of course, if you are interested in watching other people's exams from a distance, no one will object.
Early that morning, the fat man Xue Chi dressed up like a groom and ran to look at the list.
In fact, this guy came to ask Zhu Pingan to look at the list before dawn, but Zhu Pingan was not interested. He was already firmly on the list, so why waste time looking at the list. But the fat man was not interested.
It's very strong. This guy has been waiting for this day for too long. He can't wait to be in the limelight. He can't help but want to scream in front of the scholar at the table next to him.
Don't show off, young man.
Zhu Ping'an looked at the fat man's back, and for some reason he always felt like there was faint thunder rolling in the sky.
Zhu Pingan and Fatty parted ways at the door of the inn. Fatty excitedly went to the government office to wait for the results of the scientific examination, while Zhu Pingan slowly walked to his usual woods with a black board under his arm.
Repeating the previous preparations, he sat on a stone with a black wooden board and started practicing calligraphy.
Situation arises from the heart, and the heart is like still water.
When practicing calligraphy today, Zhu Pingan felt that he had entered a very wonderful state. He felt that his calligraphy seemed to have entered a new state since Taihu broke through the bottleneck last time. This state can almost be described as superb.
The lone sail that was originally riding the wind and waves in the sea seemed to suddenly burst into the sky from the sea and soar in the sky.
How to describe this superb state, it is like the description of swordsmanship in martial arts novels:
When you first learn to practice, you will use your hands to use the sword, and sometimes the sword will not obey the command, and you may even hurt yourself. After practicing for a period of time, the hand and sword become one, and you can use the sword with your heart. The sword will follow your heart, and your swordsmanship will reach a higher level.
Levels. The highest level of swordsmanship is the unity of mind and sword. Without a sword, there is no self. Every move and every move is a sword. Flying flowers and picking leaves are all sharp swords. A thin embroidery needle can withstand three swordsman masters. Such swordsmanship
It can be said that it has reached a state of perfection.
Now Zhu Ping'an feels that his calligraphy has reached a state where the mind and pen are one, and there is no pen and no self.
When you first start practicing calligraphy, you use your hand to use the pen. There is a process from not listening to the hand to becoming more and more proficient with the pen. It can further develop to the second state where the pen and hand are integrated. At this time, when writing, the pen feels like a part of the hand.
He is not writing with a pen, but writing with his hands. Zhu Pingan has reached this state a long time ago. At this moment, Zhu Pingan has reached the third state of calligraphy practice: the unity of heart and pen, no self and no pen.
Many famous calligraphers in ancient times were like this.
Wang Xizhi reached this state when he saw the white goose swimming in the water, and realized the unique skill of "floating goose hook"; Zhang Xu reached this state when he saw the bearers fighting for the road and Gongsun Auntie dancing with the sword, and realized the structure of stipple painting.
The interweaving relationship and the speed and rhythm of the pen make the cursive calligraphy masterly. Huaisu reached this state by observing Xia Yunhaitao and realized the majestic and overwhelming power of cursive calligraphy.
Zhu Ping'an has reached this state. He feels that his calligraphy has not only flesh and blood, but also spiritual energy. His calligraphy has a kind of momentum of riding the wind and waves.
At this time, Zhu Pingan felt that no matter whether he had a pen or not, a good pen or a bad pen, even if he was given a rotten branch or a piece of dogtail grass, he could write wonderful calligraphy.
This feeling is a bit overwhelming.
Zhu Ping'an splashed water and got a little stuck in it, unable to extricate himself.
Until the silky drizzle fell from the sky, waking up Zhu Ping'an who was in a calligraphy frenzy.
Is it raining?
Zhu Pingan, who was practicing calligraphy, raised his head and wiped the raindrops from his forehead. Afterwards, he realized that he was almost soaked.
How long has it been raining? I just felt it myself. That’s it for today.
Zhu Pingan shook his head, put away the pen and bamboo tube with some reluctance, stood up and walked out of the woods unhurriedly. Looking up at the sky, he saw silky drizzle falling from the sky, and the raindrops were so small.
The rain curtain was so dense that it covered Yingtian City with white gauze like cicada wings.
On the way back to the inn, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the rainwater on the bluestone slabs formed a stream, gurgling forward along the city's drainage system.
Back at the inn, the innkeeper saw that Zhu Pingan was soaked by the rain, so he quickly handed him a dry towel for Zhu Pingan to wipe the rain off his head, and asked the waiter to make a bowl of ginger soup.
"Thank you, shopkeeper. I'll send you a breakfast upstairs if you can." Zhu Pingan wiped the rain off his head, returned the towel to the shopkeeper, and expressed his gratitude.
"You are so polite, Mr. Zhu. Oh, I almost forgot. Someone came here just now to announce that Mr. Zhu has passed the examination." The shopkeeper took the towel and was about to turn around and tell the shop assistant to send a breakfast upstairs when he suddenly thought
Remembering what happened just now, I hurriedly thanked Zhu Pingan with a smile on her face.
"Oh, it's so early this time?" Zhu Ping'an was a little surprised.
"No, but someone sent someone to tell me that Master Ti Xue Guan had arranged to release the results after reading the papers all night without taking any rest." The shopkeeper seemed to be very fond of Mr. Zhao, Ti Xue Guan.
"Oh, that's it. Well, thank you to the shopkeeper, please send me another bucket of hot water." Zhu Pingan thanked the shopkeeper with his hands, asked the shopkeeper to send a bucket of hot water upstairs, and then went upstairs.
Soon, several shop assistants brought ginger soup, breakfast and hot water upstairs. Zhu Pingan drank ginger soup and had breakfast, took a simple hot bath, changed into dry clothes, and then
He sat on the desk in front of the window and continued reading.
But the weather outside seems to be getting worse.
There were violent storms, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain. It was like a gaping hole in the Tianhe. Zhu Pingan was really worried that the roof would be broken. The strong wind whipped up the rain like countless whips, lashing hard at the wooden windows, and the cracks in the windows.
The rain really got in and flowed down the window sill. The lightning flashed one after another, like a giant python leaping on the clouds, and a thunderstorm suddenly exploded outside the window...
Zhu Ping'an had to close the window and move the desk several steps back.
"Uh, isn't it because the fat man is overdoing his pretense? It has caused so many thunders." Zhu Ping'an looked out the window and cursed. He felt that he was right this morning.
But with the fat man's virtue, he must be able to pretend to be ten points but not nine points! I just don't know how this guy feels when he sees the lightning and thunder outside, and I don't know if he dares to continue pretending.
The results were released today, and the Enke Provincial Examination is not far away. After Zhu Pingan moved the table a few steps back, he continued to prepare for the exam. Reading, writing... There was lightning and thunder, strong winds and rain outside,
It did not hinder him at all. (To be continued...)