Chapter 72: The benefactor is careful, the slave family is afraid
Rotten wood cannot be carved, and summer insects cannot speak of ice.
The students who were talented and talented for miles around found a sense of superiority in Zhu Pingan. They were all confident and felt that they were destined to win three yuan in a row this year. They smiled confidently, waved their sleeves, and embarked on the journey to the county seat.
Traveling around mountains and rivers, reciting poems and composing poems, it was as if you could pull off an egg if you walked too fast. It was so fast that it made no sense. No wonder it was said that the scholar's rebellion did not happen for ten years.
Zhu Ping'an followed these people, his balls ached at the sight, so he recited the Four Books silently in his mind, trying to figure out the contents so as not to waste time like these students.
Eight-legged essay is not easy. After studying for several years in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Pingan felt that its difficulty was much more difficult than modern college entrance examination essays and civil servant essays. Although the eight-part essay topics are limited to "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects", "
"Mencius" appears in four kinds of books, but there are no restrictions on the number of words and the form of the title. There are many ways to come up with the title, the scope is very wide, and the form changes. The title can be a complete chapter of the book, a complete paragraph of content, or it can be said
One sentence, one word. It is very difficult to solve the problem. Eight-legged essay has strict requirements, and it is important not to "offend" or "offend". For example, this sentence in the Analects of Confucius: A knowledgeable person will not be confused, a benevolent person will not worry, and a brave person will not be afraid. If the eight-part essay
The question is "The benevolent do not worry". When you are thinking about solving the problem, you cannot think of "The wise do not be confused". If you think of it, you will make a mistake. Similarly, when you think of the problem, you cannot think of "The brave will not be afraid". If you think of it, you will make a mistake.
Zhu Ping'an was thinking about the topic as he walked. His originally honest appearance became even more naive now.
The students who were traveling around the mountains and rivers occasionally looked back at Zhu Pingan, and when they saw this, they called him a fellow traveler, and from time to time there was laughter.
"Xie'er, we have a long way to go. You are young and frail. Please leave your valuables to your uncle. He will take them to the county seat with you and return them to you. You can also relax a little." Uncle Zhu Shouren came quietly.
When he came to Zhu Pingan's side, Lingran said so righteously that he stretched out his hand to pick up the small baggage Zhu Pingan was carrying, very like an elder.
Zhu Ping'an was interrupted by his uncle Zhu Shouren's words. When he saw his uncle reaching out to untie his little bundle, he couldn't help but dodge slightly. He looked at his uncle Zhu Shouren and said loudly with a silly smile:
"Filial piety comes first among all good deeds, even if you are an elder, and don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. If you are safe, how can you dare to trouble your uncle?"
Zhu Pingan's words attracted the attention of the passers-by, and they all turned to look over. Uncle Zhu Shouren was rejected by Zhu Pingan. At this time, he looked like a celebrity, with an elegant smile on his face, looking like a generous elder, "It doesn't matter, since he is a pig."
If you want to exercise, let's do it. If you are tired, just tell your uncle and he will share your luggage with you."
"Brother Zhu, you are truly a kind and kind elder."
"Brother Zhu, your love for licking a calf is truly a role model for me."
More than a dozen students all praised the uncle Zhu Shouren for his kindness, but the uncle was also modest and said that he didn't dare to take it seriously. It was only human nature to talk about old cows licking their calves.
So, the uncle and more than ten students went out touring the mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing lyrics, creating a great atmosphere of literature.
Zhu Ping'an looked at his uncle indifferently from behind, and the corners of his mouth curved. If you really want to help me carry things, why don't you take a heavy backpack? A small baggage weighs less than two kilograms in total. Why do you want to share it?
I guess he wanted to keep my travel expenses as his own without anyone noticing. Before the trip, my father had already given my uncle five taels of silver and didn't even mention the possibility of paying it back.
, the uncle is still not satisfied.
The group of people walked for two or three hours, only seven or eight miles away, when someone suggested that they find a place sheltered from the wind, eat something and rest before leaving.
So, a group of people found an abandoned mountain temple, walked into it, and spread it with hay or blankets. Some wealthy students asked the accompanying book boys to place the meat, wine, etc. they carried on the ground, and invited everyone to drink and write poems together.
happy.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an, the person who came to the boy's test, was ignored. Even the uncle who "licked the calf deeply" had no intention of "licking the calf" at all at this moment. These people sat in a group and no one came to greet Zhu.
Along with Ping An, there was no room left for Zhu Ping An. Zhu Ping An could only receive the same treatment as those people's book boys, and was put aside in a corner.
Zhu Ping'an didn't care at all. He walked to the corner of the temple and spread hay. He sat down and took out the egg flour pancakes that his mother, Chen, had made specially before leaving.
With the water in the bamboo tube around my waist, I opened my cheeks and ate the green cucumber with relish.
The melon crispy cake is fragrant and tastes great.
At this moment, suddenly outside the mountain temple, a weak and pitiful voice of a girl calling for help came from:
"Help, help..."
The girl's voice is soft and pitiful, pitiful and frightened, frightened and trembling, trembling and helpless, helpless and a little crying... crying into your heart, anyone
Whenever I hear this helpless voice, a sense of justice will burst out of my chest.
What's more, along with this weak, pitiful and helpless girl's cry for help came a disheveled girl with innocent eyes that were red from crying. Her appearance was weak and she looked like she was being bullied, and her whole body exuded a feeling of pity.
A charming and charming girl.
The girl, who was helpless and crying for help, accidentally saw the students resting in the mountain temple while stumbling. I saw a trace of sad hope on her delicate and pitiful face, and stumbled towards the mountain temple.
This helpless voice, this girl I feel pity for
As a result, more than a dozen students, filled with compassion and a sense of justice, shouted out a famous line that has been sung for thousands of years:
"In broad daylight, with everything clear, how dare any gangster to rob a civilian girl!"
Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting in the corner eating pancakes and munching pickled cucumbers, almost spit out the pancakes in his mouth when he heard these words, and drank a sip of water to calm down his shock.
Zhu Ping'an just glanced at the girl who was calling for help outside the door, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but then did not move, and continued to eat his own egg pancake, chew his own cucumber, and drink his own water.
More than a dozen students, filled with compassion and a strong sense of justice, shouted out an eternal famous saying, and then filed out one by one and began their heroic journey to save the beauty.
The eyes of the helpless girl with disheveled clothes were full of gratitude. She stumbled and ran behind more than a dozen students. She even grabbed the corner of a certain student's clothes behind her tremblingly and helplessly, shivering.
Chasing behind the girl were five gangsters with oily hair and pink faces, sinister features and sinister eyes. It was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.
"Hand over that girl, otherwise don't blame the brothers for being rude."
Five local ruffians stood not far away and paused. They seemed to be afraid of the crowd, but they deliberately acted arrogantly to scare them away.
Hearing the words of these ruffians, the girl hiding behind a certain student trembled even more, with a vibrato in her voice:
"Benefactors, be careful, slave, I'm afraid..."
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