For some reason, after Zhu Ping'an praised the Li family's cook, the atmosphere in the study seemed to have improved, and the sinister girl felt a lot better.
After the atmosphere was restored, the little maid Baozi asked Zhu Ping'an curiously from time to time, such as whether a person is an official, does not need to pay taxes, whether a person can eat in a hotel without being charged, etc.
"Do you think that if you pass the Juren exam, you can become an official? Do you think that if you pass the Juren exam, you don't have to pay taxes and do corvee service? Do you think that if you pass the Juren exam, you can have enough food and clothing? Do you think that if you pass the Juren exam?"
Zhu Ping'an put down the book in his hand, faced the little maid with a bun face, raised the corners of his lips and asked several rhetorical questions in succession.
After hearing Zhu Ping'an's question, the little maid with a bun face covered her mouth in surprise, "Isn't it true?"
"Let me tell you, these are all true." Zhu Pingan raised the corners of his lips and continued in a joking tone.
Bun little maid
"Stupid girl, don't listen to his nonsense. You only have the qualifications to be an official. Those who win the imperial examination will not be directly assigned official positions. Only those who fail to pass the Jinshi exam will go to the Ministry of Personnel to apply for candidates. There are hundreds of people queuing up for one vacancy. There is no way to queue.
It won’t be my turn until I grow old.”
The sinister girl Li Shu curled her lips in disdain, and the last sound of these three words was out of turn.
"Then if you get the rank, you will become an official?"
The little maid Baozi puffed up her mouth with a look of disbelief on her face. The Zhu Pingan in front of her was just a little cowherd boy before. She was not even as well-dressed and well-fed as herself. But in just a few years, a cowherd boy could become an official.
Already.
That's not the point, isn't it?
The dark-faced girl glared at the little maid Baozi with hatred. The little maid Baozi looked confused and shrank her head subconsciously. She didn't understand why her young lady was glaring at her.
Seeing this, Zhu Ping'an smiled lightly. Then he lowered his head and continued reading his book.
The years are quiet, and the study is quiet, except for the occasional silver bell-like laughter of the dark-hearted girl while watching "The Story of the Slaughter of the Flying Tiger".
Time left a lingering fragrance of ink in the book. Zhu Ping'an was concentrating on reading on the desk. The dark girl also sat quietly reading. The sunlight through the window shone on the two of them, giving them
Sprinkled with golden light, she looks like a golden boy and a beautiful girl.
The little maid Hua'er, who was eating snacks in a boring way, dozed off. The little chubby hand was holding her chin, and her little head was still moving little by little, like a pendulum. Finally, when she nodded once, the little chubby hand didn't hold her chin.
The little head suddenly fell on the table, making a "dong" sound, breaking the silence of the study room.
Zhu Ping'an, who was concentrating on reading, was startled by the sound. He turned his attention from the book to the poor little maid Baozi holding her chin, and then looked out the window. At some point, the red clouds outside the window had dyed half of the sky red.
empty.
It's getting late and it's time to go home.
Zhu Ping'an stood up and started to pack his schoolbag and put the books in it.
The dark-hearted girl on the other side glared hard at a certain pitiful little maid.
After Zhu Pingan collected his books, he said goodbye to the sinister girl and others. He slung his schoolbag across his body and left the Li family in the afterglow of the sunset.
Not long after Zhu Ping'an left, the sinister girl Li Shu went to the bookshelf and flipped through the books on the bookshelf. She slowly walked to the bookshelf with celebrity biographies on one side and randomly picked out a few books about people of the time.
Written biography.
The books selected by the sinister girl were all held by the little maid Baozi. There were six books in total. They were all very thin volumes, namely "The Biography of Gan Luo", "The Biography of Huo Chen", "The Biography of Kong Rong", "The Biography of Wang Rong" and "Sima Guang"
"Biography" and "Biography of Yang Tinghe".
"Go and call Wang Xiaoer, and then go to the kitchen to arrange a dinner. Miss, I want to eat something light today. You can watch and let them cook it." After the sinister girl selected six books, she stopped and said to
The little maid Baozi holding a book on the side gave instructions.
"Okay miss."
The little maid Baozi hugged the book and put it on the desk, then trotted out of the study with her skirt in hand.
"Brother Wang," Baozi's little maid called as she trotted all the way to the stables in the front yard.
Soon, Wang Xiaoer came to the study and stood at the door waiting for the dark girl's instructions.
"Here, hurry up and send those biographies to my father. You have to read more books when doing business. Well, if I don't want to read them, I'll have someone read them to my father at night."
The sinister girl Li Shu casually pointed to the six biographies on the desk and gave Wang Xiaoer instructions casually, but the cold light in her eyes told Wang Xiaoer that this instruction from her own lady was very important.
"I follow the instructions of the eldest lady. I will lead the horse right now." Wang Xiaoer responded respectfully and was about to go to the desk to get the book.
"Wait a minute." The sinister girl waved her hand.
Wang Xiaoer stopped in response, bending over and standing motionless at the door.
The sinister girl took the pen and ink from the desk, found a fine brush and dipped it in the ink, opened one of the celebrity biographies, and dropped the brush on the blank space on the back of the first page of the cover.
The words written by the sinister girl in the book are almost exactly the same as the font of the biography. If the ink hadn't been dry, it would have made people think that these words were there originally.
The dark girl wrote a proverb on the back of the cover:
I would rather bully the white-bearded man,
Don’t bully young people into poverty;
There must be a day when the dragon pierces the phoenix,
I don’t believe in wearing holes in my pants for the rest of my life.
After writing this proverb on the biography, the sinister girl nodded and said it casually, so that it would be more comfortable to read.
After finishing writing, the sinister girl took another book and wrote a sentence at the end. The font was exactly the same as the font of the biography, and the place where the inscription was placed was just right, not obtrusive at all:
Hedong in thirty years, Hexi in thirty years; Wu and Bai both appeared, and heaven created a mystery.
Then the other four biographies, Dark Girl, also added one or two sentences on the back of the cover page, all in the same font as the main text, followed by the following verses:
"Be a farmer in the morning, and ascend to the emperor's palace in the evening; a general has no seed, but a man should strengthen himself."
"If a young man is diligent in his studies, he will be able to stand up through his articles; all nobles and nobles in the dynasty will be scholars."
"I have learned a lot since I was young and have high ambitions in my life. Others have swords, but I have a pen as sharp as a knife."
"Don't be wrong about Taoism and Confucianism. Poems and books will live up to others; if you are enlightened, you can teach the world, but if you are poor, you can be good for yourself."
After writing all six biographies, the sinister girl Li Shu put down the brush in her hand, then called Wang Xiaoer, who was standing at the door, to the table, pointing at the casual words on the back of the cover of one of the biographies.
Asked:
"Look, are the words I just wrote exactly the same as the words in the text?"
"If the lady hadn't reminded me, I would have thought that these words already existed." Wang Xiaoer bent down and said.
"Well, I can trust you to do your work. Go ahead and remember to work more and talk less with me." The sinister girl waved her hand.
"I understand." Wang Xiaoer nodded vigorously, put away the biography, bent down and exited the study.
"Let's go back too."
After Wang Xiaoer left, the scheming girl Li Shu said something to the old lady and other maids who were waiting in the study, and then walked out of the study. The others followed the scheming girl out of the study and walked to the backyard.
.(To be continued...)
Chapter 224: Don’t bully young people into poverty: