Strike while the iron is hot, after the fishing old man left, Zhu Pingan sat by the Taihu Lake and leaned on the stone to carefully read the copybook given by the old man.
When I first opened this copybook, after just one glance, I felt like a lonely boat in the sea riding the wind and waves, and every word came to life like a mirror image. Zhu Ping'an leaned against the stone, while reading carefully, he stretched out his fingers to figure out the structure of the pen...
Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and the calls of the fishermen in the lake could be heard from far away.
Zhu Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the rising sun, and his stomach grumbled in time. Then he reluctantly accepted the copybook, stood up, put the copybook into his schoolbag, packed his things, and walked towards the inn with the black board under his arm. go.
When I was passing by the street, I was attracted by the aroma of a shop that made "Micha Pork" snacks. So I walked into the shop with a black wooden board under my arm, asked the boss for a portion of Micha Pork and a bowl of rice porridge, and paid for it. Sit down in the store and wait patiently.
It didn't take long for the store to serve a piece of steaming rice meat. Zhu Pingan took a bite and moved his index finger even though it burned his mouth. The rice meat made by the store was crispy and delicious, and the meat was delicious. The powder absorbs oil and has a special aroma, which is fragrant but not greasy.
"Store, please make another one and pack it up to take away." Zhu Pingan stopped the store and paid again.
"Okay, I'll make it for you when you've eaten 70 to 80% of it. It'll be hot when you take it home." The shop owner took the money and said with great consideration for Zhu Ping'an.
"It's time to work over there." Zhu Pingan nodded with satisfaction.
"You're welcome, sir." The store owner smiled and went to entertain other diners.
Zhu Ping'an sat at the table and tasted the rice noodles carefully, and occasionally took a sip of hot porridge. He really felt like he was neither a mandarin duck nor a fairy.
While Zhu Ping'an was enjoying breakfast, several more diners dressed as businessmen entered the store with angry looks on their faces. After each ordered a portion of rice noodles and a few seasonal side dishes, they started talking indignantly. got up.
"Those damned Japanese slaves are coming to invade the coast again!"
"Who says it wasn't? The last time was a few years ago. These pickles deserve to be killed. I received a letter from Fei Ge this morning, and I found out that two carts of raw silk had been robbed, and even two of the store clerks were almost murdered. !”
"I'm relatively good. I was sick for two days during the carriage ride, so I just happened to hide there. Hey, these small countries should really recruit the king's army to attack them..."
The diners at the table next to him heard this and asked with concern where they had suffered another disaster from the Japanese pirates.
"This time it's Suzhou Prefecture, which is also in the south of Zhili. Our Anqing Prefecture is far away from the sea, so it's a good place. Let me tell you, those Japanese slaves are all bald and stepping on wooden boards with bare feet, talking to birds. He is a vicious spirit who eats human flesh raw, especially the human heart and liver..."
"Although there are not many Japanese slaves, they are cruel and ruthless. They will not spare any chickens or dogs, and they will scrape the ground three feet away. It is really a miserable situation..."
The diners listening nearby couldn't help but gasp, secretly glad that they were in Anqing Mansion. If it were Suzhou Mansion, they would have been in big trouble.
Hearing this, Zhu Pingan couldn't eat anymore! A feeling of depression surged in my heart and was difficult to dissipate for a long time.
Japanese pirates, devils, almost forgot about these scum! Offal!
The Japanese pirate turmoil in the Ming Dynasty was second only to the modern Japanese invasion of China. It was a heinous crime committed by this tiny country on the land of China.
The Japanese pirates in the Ming Dynasty had their own reasons for raging. At this time, the island country of Japan was in its Warring States Period. Warlords from all over the country were fighting endlessly. In this small country, even if they owned a small village, they dared to claim lords and conquered each other. The chaos was endless. . Having lost their families, their land, and their lords, the Japanese refugees, scoundrels, and dilapidated samurai set their greedy eyes on the land of China on the other side of the sea, and came fleeing on Japanese ships one after another! Of course, the Japanese pirates were also involved in the pirates and smugglers from the southeastern coast of my country. They colluded with the Japanese pirates and invaded the land of China, burning, killing, and looting for decades.
Zhu Ping'an's hatred of Japanese pirates far exceeds that of people of this era. They have only experienced Japanese pirates. No one knows the heinous crimes committed by that small country hundreds of years later on the land of China. They even use the word "animals" to describe them as "animals". insult.
Now after hearing the news about Japanese pirates ravaging the coast, Zhu Pingan could not hide his indignation, and almost had the urge to abandon his writing and join the army. But when he thought that he was just a weak scholar with no strength to tie a chicken, abandoning his pen and joining the army would probably only add a bloody mark from the Japanese sword, so he gave up this idea.
Then I thought about it, what about a scholar? He can also strategize, his pen is like a sword, and his plan is like a sword. Moreover, he has thousands of years of accumulation, and he has full control of the experience accumulated with the blood of Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou, and even national heroes more than a hundred years later.
Platform, I need a platform. I am just a poor guy from a mountain village now. No matter how ambitious and experienced I am, I have nowhere to put it to use.
As a result, I thought about the imperial examination even more. The names on the gold list were covered with black veil. When I was in charge of the coastal area, even a county, I had to do my best to kill the invading Japanese slaves and protect the hard-working and kind-hearted people. It would be better if the platform was larger. I don't mind a "Black Ship Incident" happening at this time. It is said that the island country is rich in silver, and the women seem to be pretty good. Well, I think too much, and it is a bit unrealistic. Let's lay a solid foundation with poems and books.
After eating in a hurry, I took away the rice noodles packaged by the store and left in a hurry. I arrived at the inn early so that I could read more and gain more confidence in being named on the gold list.
Pedestrians on the street often talked about Suzhou Prefecture in twos and threes. When he was approaching the inn, Zhu Ping'an met Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others. These people were dressed in gorgeous clothes and held folding fans, and they were all handsome.
"Good morning, gentlemen." Zhu Ping'an said hello from a distance.
Tongcheng Xia Luoming just nodded slightly but did not speak.
"Oh, it turns out to be Zhu Xiandi. Uh, Xiandi has bought some food again..." Su Song and Feng Shanshui returned the gift. His keen eyes saw the rice meat in Zhu Pingan's hand and couldn't help but order it. He said this, with a faint smile on his lips.
The people traveling with him naturally thought of Zhu Ping'an's title as a rice bucket, and some couldn't help but laugh.
"After the exam yesterday, it's hard to relax. Why don't you follow us to Jingxian Tower to drink a few glasses of wine." Su Song and Feng Shanshui invited.
"I won't bother you. I still have food in my hand." Zhu Pingan shook the rice meat in his hand and said with a silly smile.
"In that case, let's say goodbye." Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others said goodbye.
Zhu Ping'an also made a gesture of invitation. He watched Xia Luoming, Feng Shanshui and others laughing and chatting all the way to Jingxian Tower, as if he had never heard about the Japanese pirates invading Suzhou Prefecture reported on the street.
Back at the inn, Uncle Zhu Shouren and others were also drinking and laughing at the table in the lobby. Zhu Pingan did not disturb them, and walked through the lobby carrying the rice meat to his residence.
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