Chapter 131 The God-like Scholar

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"These grandsons are so cruel... they must be jealous of my handsome appearance... hiss..."

In the inn, fat man Xue Chi sat on a chair, his fat face twitching.

Zhu Ping'an, who was helping the fat man apply medicine, twitched at the corners of his mouth when he heard this. I really don't know where this fat man got his confidence! He has a handsome appearance. If the fat man's family hadn't been rich, Zhu Ping'an would have doubted whether this guy would be able to find a partner!

"Okay, you can take this medicine back and apply it once a day. You will be fine in about three days." After Zhu Pingan applied the medicine, he threw the bamboo stick wrapped with cotton balls into the trash can made of bamboo baskets and stuffed it with a stopper. , throwing the medicine bottle into the arms of fat man Xue Chi.

"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The fat man stood up from his chair and thanked Zhu Pingan.

"It's waived if you thank me." Zhu Ping'an waved his hand nonchalantly, and then said, "There are only a few days until the exam, so you might as well take care of yourself."

"The exam is coming so soon..." Fatty Xue Chi exclaimed when he heard this, and then his fat face looked like he was constipated.

After seeing off the staggering drunken fat man, it was already moonlight outside and people were meeting in the willows after dusk. Because of the curfew system, the nights in Daming are much quieter. At this moment, everything is silent. The whole street is quiet and deserted. People are either outside or sleeping soundly at home.

To succeed, you must endure loneliness. There is no shortcut to success. Zhu Pingan sat by the window, lit an oil lamp, and recalled the Qing Dynasty Zhuangyuan scrolls he had seen in his mind. Then he selected an eight-part essay from one of the scrolls, ground it and copied it on paper.

The title of this article copied by Zhu Ping'an is "To the people of the world, gather the world's own goods, trade and retreat, everyone gets his own meaning", which is from "Book of Changes. Xici" "The market is in the middle of the day, to the people of the world, Gather the goods from all over the world, trade them, and then retreat, everyone gets their own place, and they take all the "eating and eating". The original meaning of this passage is: Use noon as the market time to attract people from all over the world, gather goods from all over the world, trade with each other and then go home, each getting what they need. This is probably based on the hexagram "Bite".

This is the answer sheet of Liu Chunlin, the last number one scholar in the Qing Dynasty. He has great insights and profound attainments in stereotyped writing. After Zhu Pingan transcribed it, he studied it repeatedly; then he tried to write an article himself for comparison, looking for deficiencies. It was late at night before he turned off the oil lamp and fell asleep.

In the dead of night, everything is immersed in dreams, and the thick night sky is quietly pregnant with the next dawn.

When he got up early in the morning, Zhu Ping'an took a shower and went out as usual with his schoolbag slung across his body and a black wooden board under his arm. The students and scholars who got up early in the inn to read by the window were already familiar with Zhu Pingan's outfit. They were both early risers and hardworking people, so naturally they couldn't get enough of each other. Some students and scholars nodded slightly to Zhu Pingan, and Zhu Pingan was also impressed. Respond one by one.

Zhu Pingan walked through the lobby with the black wooden board under his arm and walked along the Qinhuai River to the woods where he used to practice calligraphy.

When passing by the bridge connecting the Qinhuai River to the Golden Pink Jade Tower on the other side, I saw several males who had returned from Wenwen Township on the other side. Their faces were full of satisfaction and exhaustion. It seemed that they had worked hard last night.

After walking to the river and filling a bamboo tube with Qinhuai water, he turned away from the river bank and walked towards the woods.

"Hey, that half-grown scholar, you take a bamboo tube and fill us with foot-washing water, but you want to secretly go back to drink it?" On the other side of the river, two girls, one big and one one small, were washing up by the river and found Zhu Pingan, and couldn't help but smile again. Open your mouth to tease Zhu Ping'an.

A promiscuous woman who is not bound by feudal ethics should not be underestimated, but I kept saying this over and over again, and I was tired of hearing it.

"Remember to put sugar next time."

Zhu Ping'an didn't look back, he just shook the bamboo tube casually and left a sentence lightly.

"Giggle... I thought you were just a piece of wood, but it turns out you're also a poor talker." The young girl on the other side covered her lips and said with a smile.

"Little brother, I don't put sugar in the foot washing water, but my sister likes to put sugar in the bath water. Come and play with me. She will drink it with you after taking a bath, gurgling..."

The older girl was also made to giggle by Zhu Pingan's words. She was motivated but not dull, and she was self-sufficient but not pedantic. She had not seen such an interesting scholar for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.

Listening to the laughter of the girl behind him, Zhu Ping'an almost doubted whether this was the Ming Dynasty. Really, this prostitute's fighting ability was much better than those modern big sisters who like young meat.

Without paying any further attention, Zhu Pingan walked to the remote woods and came to the stone where he often practiced calligraphy. Zhu Pingan put the black board on it, took out the brush and started practicing calligraphy.

Since the last time he met the old fishing man by the lake, Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy has gotten better and better, and he has a faint style of his own.

Although the woods chosen by Zhu Ping'an are secluded, there are many mosquitoes, especially the vicious black-striped mosquitoes, which will cause a big swelling if they bite. Zhu Pingan came over to write for a while, but was bitten by mosquitoes on his hands and neck to write down. It hurt and itched, which was very annoying, and the effect of practicing calligraphy was a bit worse than usual.

Burning mugwort can drive away mosquitoes, but it is not safe in the woods after all. Zhu Ping'an thought that after breakfast later, he would stop by the medicine store and buy some sage, mint, perilla, calamus, lemongrass, star anise, tangerine peel, Put the willow bark and the like in the purse made by my mother and wear it with you. It is also effective in repelling mosquitoes.

After practicing calligraphy, Zhu Ping'an got up and walked around silently reading the Four Books and Five Classics to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes again.

While Zhu Pingan was reading the Four Books and Five Classics silently, a scholar also holding a scroll came to the woods. Zhu Pingan greeted him from a distance and continued to read his own book silently.

Then Zhu Pingan heard the sound of reading loudly throughout the woods.

"Learn and practice from time to time...Learn and practice from time to time...It can't be said...It can't be said..." The single has been repeated dozens of times, all of which are nine words in this sentence, and the first five words read Then read the next four words dozens of times.

Damn it, why does this sound a bit like the one who was scolded for being a mother when he was howling at night? Zhu Pingan, who was reading silently, was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the scholar, only to see that he was shaking his head and was reading something that was emotionally invested. .

After reading this sentence dozens or hundreds of times, the scholar finally changed the sentence.

"A friend is coming from afar... A friend is coming from afar... I can't say it, I can't say it..." This sentence is a single loop again. Like the previous sentence, read the first five words a hundred times. I read the last four words hundreds of times without even reading them together with a sentence.

I kneel down, this way of endorsement... He is really a god-like scholar.

Throughout the morning, Zhu Pingan reviewed the Four Books and Five Classics in a loop with this scholar's single song. Moreover, the scholar only read five sentences throughout the morning...

Eight-part stocking to recruit scholars

Imperial examination

I really don’t know what would happen if this kind of person also passed the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination...

I'm afraid it won't be possible to come back to this forest tomorrow, Zhu Ping'an thought in his mind when he collected his things and left after reading. ;