Except that one day a man found me and asked him inexplicably if he was Zhu Ping'an. After receiving his affirmative answer, he forced himself a twenty-tael silver note.
The days in Huaining County were so ordinary: practicing calligraphy and reading in the morning, looking for a snack when returning from the street, trying to write eight-legged essays on the Four Books and Five Classics every morning, and in the afternoon I remembered the Qing Dynasty eight-part essays that I had read and memorized in my previous life.
Randomly pull out a few articles to study.
Time passed by like this, and there were less than five days left before the boy's examination.
In the early morning of this day, Zhu Pingan was preparing to go out to practice calligraphy by the river as usual. When he was about to leave the inn, he was called from behind.
This familiar voice, without asking, was known to be uncle Zhu Shouren.
"Uncle, morning." Zhu Pingan turned around and said hello.
"Why did Xieer get up so early this Sunday?" Uncle Zhu Shouren was walking among a group of students and asked in surprise when he saw Zhu Ping'an at the gate.
Why did I get up early today? Uncle Zhu Shouren's words left Zhu Ping'an speechless. I didn't get up early today. I get up early every day. I was seen by you today, and usually you are still asleep.
"The exam is approaching and I feel uneasy. I got up early to find a secluded place to read." Zhu Pingan patted his school bag and replied.
The other students who were walking with the uncle laughed at the answer of Zhu Ping'an, a master in the woodshed who was bitten by a snake and heard the song of birds. This silly boy has exams in five days. He only started reading at this time.
What eggs are used for.
"Brother Ang, let's go. Today, February 3rd, Wenquxing is born. People all over the world who are well versed in poetry and literature will go to the Confucius Temple to worship Wenquxing and go to the High School to offer incense."
Some of the students in the same class showed sympathy for Zhu Ping'an, a silly lad who was late and crammed. They saw that this young man who lived in a woodshed did not go to worship Wenquxing on the birthday of Wenquxing. Instead, he thought of cramming and watching jokes.
, on Wenquxing’s birthday, you didn’t go to kneel down and worship the Buddha, but you just waited to be kicked. I couldn’t bear it, so I asked Zhu Ping’an to go to Wenchang Temple to burn incense and worship.
The eldest uncle Zhu Shouren also wanted to show his broad-mindedness in supporting the younger generation among the students, so he continued, "If you are reading a book and cramming yourself, why not go to the Confucius Temple to burn a stick of incense to soak up the blessings of Confucius and Wenquxing? Don't worry about money.
Regarding the matter, this money was made by uncle with you."
Then Zhu Ping'an saw his uncle put five copper coins into his hand as if he was cutting flesh.
What about sending beggars away?
Zhu Pingan looked at the five cents in his hand dumbfounded. Ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping. It was only five cents. Why did he say it so righteously? When did reading become a cramming thing? You go to the temple to offer incense and worship.
It's true cramming, okay?
Then, Zhu Ping'an was dragged into the Confucius Temple by this group of students, and he had to solve the problem while walking.
Wenqu star belongs to water, the fourth star of the Big Dipper, is the main star of Kejia, and the five elements belong to Guiyin water. It is the star of heaven and power, governs heavenly principles, documents, manages the reputation of Kejia, literary officialdom, fame, elegance and coquettishness. In addition to worshiping Confucius, the Confucius Temple
, there is also the temple of Wenquxing.
It is still early in the morning, but the Confucius Temple is already filled with incense and buzzing with people. The usually quiet Wenchang Temple is now crowded with students and scholars who come to worship. Just like before the annual college entrance examination in modern times, these students and scholars
Consider worshiping Confucius and Wenquxing as a major event before the exam, and pray that you can pass the exam in one fell swoop and honor your ancestors.
If there is incense in the Confucius Temple, temple blessings are indispensable, and if there are temple blessings, the activity of drawing lots to solve the problem is indispensable.
After worshiping and attending high school incense, these students gathered around a few temple ministers who drew lots and asked about their future.
The temple worshipper is dressed like an eminent person, wearing a robe, a mustache, and chanting something with his fingertips.
Uncle Zhu Shouren drew a lot and spent a hundred cash to ask Miao Zhu to interpret the lot. After receiving the money, Miao Zhu pointed his fingers for a moment and said that the lot was the top one. All his wishes came true and he would definitely pass every exam. Uncle Zhu Shouren heard this.
His face flushed, and he gave out fifty coins and temple blessings.
Damn it, you can reward anyone who interprets the lottery ten times more than my nephew. When you give it to me, it's like cutting meat. When you give it to the temple, you don't even blink.
Uncle, you are worthy of being an uncle.
Everyone accompanying him also congratulated his uncle Zhu Shouren, as if he was already a high school scholar.
Then everyone else drew lots one by one and paid a hundred coins to interpret the lot. Most of the people picked up or down the lot, and everyone was overjoyed.
Zhu Ping'an was with them. He only offered a stick of incense to Confucius and Wenquxing, and stood at the end without any intention of going to the temple to pray for the lottery.
The temple was about to collect money from the blessings, but when I saw Zhu Pingan standing there motionless, I couldn't help but walk up to Zhu Pingan with the merit box and shake it.
The students stood aside with smiles on their faces, waiting to see how Zhu Pingan, a poor boy who lived in a woodshed, would respond.
"Master, it's great to be rich." Zhu Ping'an said with a naive smile. He had no intention of spending a hundred coins to unravel the lottery. A hundred coins would require Zhu's father to work hard for a whole day driving an ox cart, so why would he want to spend a hundred coins to listen to it?
The temple wishes a nonsense word.
There was a black line on Miao Zhu's face.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved."
"Unfathomably stupid"
The students who were watching expressed deep contempt and ridicule for Zhu Pingan's behavior. Wen Quxing went to untie a lotus to give his boy a good sign, but this silly boy was so stingy.
Miao Zhu was also a well-informed person, so naturally he was not willing to suffer under Zhu Ping'an, otherwise how would he be able to do business in the future, so he twirled his beard with his hand and started preaching like a wise man:
"Signing money is like a fishing rod and a basket of fish. A fishing rod and a basket of fish. Which one do you choose?"
"I want a basket of fish." Zhu Pingan answered without thinking.
"Donor, you are superficial. It is better to teach a person to fish than to give him a fish. Do you understand this principle? Once you eat the fish, it will be gone. With a fishing rod, you can catch many fish and it will last a lifetime! Wenqutica also...
..." Miao Zhu explained in simple terms and concisely explained the principle of teaching a man to fish rather than teaching him to fish. He will soon be signed, and I believe that this business will be settled again.
At this moment, Miao Zhu looked at the admiring eyes of the spectators and felt very proud. He was about to explain the truth about the lottery and the money in one go. Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he heard the fool in front of him speak.
"I want a basket of fish and then sell it, so I can buy a few fishing rods. I can keep one for myself, and I can sell the extra fishing rods to others..."
Wearing a Taoist robe and having a profound expression on his face, he was as if he had swallowed a fly... What he was thinking in his heart at this moment must be: Infinite Heavenly Lord... just start playing, I don't want to talk to you.
"Sweeping the floor politely..."
"Rotten wood cannot be carved..."
The surrounding students began to criticize Zhu Pingan's behavior and words one after another, and were dissatisfied with Zhu Pingan's interpretation of classic sentences.
"What I said just now was all a joke. Ping An's words were for no other reason than he was short of money." Zhu Ping'an was a bachelor at this time, and he explained to everyone without any embarrassment.
At this time, all the students are as if they want to swallow a fly. How can you admit so frankly that you are short of money?