The night swallowed up the last ray of the setting sun, and the night fell slowly like a black curtain on a stage.
In view of his poor condition today, Zhu Ping'an left the word quit drinking on his desk and went back to bed.
It's a quiet night, and everything has fallen asleep.
The next day, Zhu Ping'an was awakened by a sound of knocking. He rubbed his eyes. His head, which was slightly drunk yesterday, finally regained consciousness. He had a sense of clarity that he had not seen for a long time. He would not dare to drink like that again in the future, at least before the ceremony. You can't drink like this.
The Ming Dynasty still attached great importance to the Chinese etiquette system. In the first year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, an imperial edict was issued to establish the crown ceremony. The emperor, crown prince, prince, high-ranking officials, and common people all formulated the ceremony of crown ceremony. Generally speaking, the crown ceremony in the Ming Dynasty Etiquette is more popular. In particular, scholars must go through a crowning ceremony before they can be recognized, and they will be given a title at that time.
I just didn't know why there was such beating outside. Zhu Pingan got up and put on his clothes. He took a ladle of water from the bucket and poured it into the basin, ready to wash up. As soon as he put his hand in the water, Zhu Pingan heard a knock on the door mixed with noisy knocking.
Who is so ungrateful that he acts like this so early in the morning?
Zhu Ping'an shook off the water droplets on his hands, walked to the door and opened the door. Then he saw the shopkeeper looking at him with a pleasant smile. Behind him were two guards, in red uniforms, each holding a red paper. One person holds a small gong.
"Two officers, this is Mr. Zhu Pingan." The shopkeeper nodded and introduced the two officers, then clasped his hands and congratulated Zhu Pingan with a smile on his face, "Congratulations, Mr. Zhu, congratulations, Mr. Zhu."
Only those who pass the three-level rigorous examination can obtain the title of scholar. It is indeed not easy to be a scholar. Therefore, after a boy passes the examination, there will be a special messenger to announce the good news.
Zhu Pingan was slightly surprised when he looked at the messenger announcing the good news, even though he knew there would be good news. But don’t they always report good news to their homes? Why are they heading to the inn now?
"Master Zhu, don't be surprised. The person who brought the good news left Yingtian for your mansion yesterday, and we two brothers also went through the motions. Congratulations to Master Zhu for the high school Anqing case. You are young and promising, and your future is bound to be limitless."
The one holding the red paper among the guards was an eloquent man, and he held his hands and said congratulations.
"Thank you both for your kind words. Thank you for your kindness. A little kindness is not a sign of respect. Please buy a cup of tea to moisten your throat." Zhu Ping'an returned the gift with a naive smile, and then took out two pieces of silver from his sleeves, without leaving any trace. It was put into the hands of two guards.
The two officers politely declined for a few times and then accepted. They touched the pieces of silver in their hands and smiled even brighter. This young master was worthy of being the head of the case, and his actions were generous.
"Then the two of us are disrespectful. Oh, I almost forgot about the business. The young master will go to Jiangnan Gongyuan at noon today to write a personal confession, that is, write down his age, place of origin, three-generation resume, and indicate his body shape, complexion, Whether you have a beard or not, etc., this is an annual practice. After the young master writes the personal confession, it will be reviewed and stamped by the instructor, and then sent to the academic officer. Of course, the young master only needs to write the personal confession." The officer holding the red paper put the broken silver into his sleeve, patted his head, and then explained it carefully to Zhu Pingan.
"Young master is already a scholar. You might as well change into the uniform of a student when you go to Jiangnan Gongyuan at noon. Lest anyone find fault with you." Another officer holding a small gong reminded him carefully.
"Thanks for the reminder." Zhu Pingan thanked him with his hands.
In the early days of the Ming Dynasty, in order to consolidate rule, the tradition of the Han nationality was restored in the clothing system. Measures to remove the influence of the Yuan Dynasty. Fully restore Han clothing and clothing. At the beginning of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang adopted the Zhou and Han Dynasties and the Tang and Song Dynasties. He established the clothing system of the Ming Dynasty mainly from four aspects: fabric, style, size and color. There is also a detailed system for the clothing of students, that is, scholars. "Shirt for students. It is made of jade-colored cloth and silk. It has wide sleeves with soap edges and a soft towel hanging with soap bars. Anyone who is promoted to prison will not change his clothes." Scholars have no idea. Before being admitted as a scholar, you were not allowed to wear scholar clothes, but it was not so strict after the Hongwu period.
Although the robe made by his mother, Mrs. Chen, was also worn by scholars, it was not a standard student attire after all. After seeing off the shopkeeper and the two messengers, Zhu Pingan went downstairs to find a clothing store on the street to buy some. A student uniform is provided for emergencies, but you don’t want to leave a bad impression on others on your first day as a student.
Zhu Pingan had always paid attention to restaurants and the like in the past few days, but he had never paid attention to clothing stores.
Zhu Ping'an came out of the inn and casually looked for a direction to find a clothing store. There were many shops on the street, but clothing stores were rare.
After walking for a long distance, I found a cloth shop. The business was not good and there were only a few shops.
Zhu Ping'an walked in, and the shop assistants who came to greet him were listless, "Whatever you need, sir, we have all kinds of cloth, silk and satin in our store."
"I want to buy a set of ready-made clothes." Zhu Pingan said.
"Ready-made clothes are also available in our store." The store clerk led Zhu Ping'an inside, "Sir, please take a look, do you see anything you like?"
"I want to buy a set of student uniforms." Zhu Pingan looked at the clothes recommended by the store clerk and shook his head slightly. None of them were student uniforms.
Hearing this, the shop clerk lost interest and waved his hand, "I have never done anything like this in a small store selling student uniforms. To be honest with you, I'm afraid there won't be any student uniforms that you need nearby. If you really need them, you might as well go to Qinhuai River." Let’s go and have a look on the other side. Scholars there often come here, and maybe they have the student uniforms that the young master needs.”
Zhu Pingan came out of this store and found another one, and got the same answer.
Well, it seems that I can only go to the other side of the Qinhuai River.
Zhu Ping'an smiled bitterly and walked to the other side of the Qinhuai River. There was only one bridge connecting the Qinhuai River nearby, and it was the bridge with the words "A gentleman cannot cross the bridge, and he who crosses the bridge is not a gentleman."
Zhu Pingan walked across the bridge and saw the name of the bridge "Wende Bridge" on the other side of the bridge. Wende Bridge might as well be called Junzi Bridge. To the north of the bridge is the Confucius Temple, which respects teachers and religion, while to the south of the bridge is Fireworks and Willow Lane. This bridge can indeed measure a gentleman.
As soon as Zhu Pingan crossed the bridge, he heard a sweet laugh.
"Keke. I thought you, a half-year-old scholar, were so noble. You didn't sneak across the bridge."
Zhu Ping'an looked up and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a ponytail looking at him and laughing playfully.
This girl is pretty, with big eyes.
"What are you doing, you don't know me?" the girl said angrily, "I originally wanted to invite you to play in my room."
Zhu Ping'an was speechless and slightly arched his hands, "Thank you for your kindness, miss. I wonder if she knows if there is a clothing store nearby?"
The girl covered her lips when she heard this. Blinking his big eyes, the joke became even stronger, "Clothing store, cluck... you've already crossed the bridge. Why are you so shy? This is the worst excuse I have ever heard. You are Cross the bridge to find me?"
Zhu Ping'an didn't want to tangle with her anymore, so he raised his hand and said, "In that case, I won't bother you."
After saying that, Zhu Ping'an bypassed the teasing girl and went to find a clothing store on his own.
"Hey, where are you going? Do you have other sweethearts here?" When the girl saw Zhu Ping'an bypassing her, she couldn't help but stamp her feet and chased after her.
others? It's as if I'm thinking of you!
Zhu Ping'an ignored it and continued walking forward. Not far away, he saw a stylish clothing store. From time to time, people dressed as scholars come in and out, which is far beyond the fabric stores I just visited.
"Does this young master want to buy some cloth for this young lady?" The store clerk looked at Zhu Ping'an and then at the girl who was chasing after him. He took it for granted that it was a scholar who was buying floral cloth to please the girl, so he asked enthusiastically.
Hearing this, the girl looked proud, but this half-grown scholar was honest and honest, and even thought of giving me a piece of cloth to please me.
Zhu Pingan shook his head and said calmly, "No. This lady is not related to me, so why should I buy cloth as a gift for her? I heard that you have uniforms for birth attendants, so I came here to buy one."
The girl's face darkened when she heard this, and she clenched her teeth. He muttered something about Zhu Ping'an, but it was probably some idiot who didn't understand the style.
"Oh, I'm just blind. Master, please come inside." The store clerk said wrong, then extended his hand to invite Zhu Ping'an to enter the store.
There are quite a lot of uniforms for students in the store. I guess scholars often visit the clothing store here when they go to Jinfenyulou.
"Hey. Aren't you crazy about wanting to be a scholar? This is something only students can wear. If you wear it randomly, you will be slapped by the government." The girl also followed in and saw that Zhu Pingan really wanted to buy students. Convinced, he didn't care about being angry anymore and hurriedly reminded Zhu Ping'an.
"Thank you for reminding me, girl, but I got lucky this time in the hospital exam." Zhu Ping'an said calmly without looking back, looking at his clothes.
"Come on, stop daydreaming. How old are you!" The girl didn't believe it and laughed again.
Believe it or not, Zhu Ping'an didn't say much.
Most of the people who passed the scholar examination were adults. The store had never thought that there would be a student of Zhu Pingan's size, so there were no ready-made clothes in the store that were suitable for Zhu Pingan.
This is not easy to handle.
"If you beg me, I will cut and modify it for you." When the girl saw this, she approached Zhu Pingan and said with a wink.
Yes, it can be cut and modified, the girl reminded the dreamer.
"Thank you girl for reminding me. Store clerk, please help me wrap the smallest piece." Zhu Pingan thanked the girl and asked the store clerk to wrap the clothes.
After paying the money, Zhu Ping'an took the clothes and walked straight to the other side of Qinhuai. There was also a cloth shop there, and they could definitely be cut. At worst, he had to pay more.
"Hey, you, do you look down on me?" The girl saw that Zhu Pingan didn't even look at her and walked straight across the bridge. She clenched her teeth and turned a little pale. She paused for a second and then rushed towards her. Zhu Pingan shouted from behind, his tone also filled with resentment.
despise? How could it be, if you look down on them, you also look down on those scholars who have read the books of saints and sages but are nostalgic for their love affairs.
"No, it's just that we don't agree with each other." Zhu Pingan stopped, turned around and cupped his hands to the girl, "Thank you for reminding me just now."
After saying that, Zhu Pingan left directly. (To be continued.)
PS: Because I am writing a book for the first time at Qidian, I didn’t know that the last chapter will be 3,000 words long. I apologize for the first few chapters. I will try to write as much as I can in the future. Book friends, please forgive me.
