Rise From the Humble

"These grandchildren are too ruthless... must be jealous of my handsome face... hiss..."

Inside the inn, fat man Xue Chi was sitting on a chair, his fat face twitching.

Zhu Pingan, who was helping the fat man to apply the medicine, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this. I really don't know where the fat man's confidence comes from! With a handsome face, if it wasn't for the fat man's family having some money, Zhu Ping'an doubted whether this guy would be able to find a partner!

"Okay, take this medicine back, apply it once a day, and it will be cured in about three days." Zhu Pingan finished applying the medicine, threw the bamboo stick wrapped in cotton balls into the trash can made of bamboo baskets, and plugged it , Throwing the medicine bottle into the arms of the fat man Xue Chi.

"Thank you, brother Zhu." Fatty got up from his chair and thanked Zhu Ping'an.

"It's free if you thank me." Zhu Pingan waved his hand indifferently, and then said, "The exam is only a few days away, so you can do it yourself."

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

After seeing off the drunken fat man who staggered, it was already after dusk outside. Because of the curfew system, the nights in Daming are much quieter. At this moment, everything is quiet, and the whole street is quiet and deserted. They are either staying outside or sleeping soundly at home.

If you want to be successful, you must endure loneliness. There is no shortcut to success. Zhu Pingan sat by the window, lit an oil lamp, and recalled the scrolls of the number one scholar of the Qing Dynasty that he had seen in his mind, and then selected an eight-legged essay from one of them, and copied it on the ground 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 return, and everyone gets what they want." Gather the world's goods, trade and retreat, each get what they want, and cover all "Bitting". The original meaning of this passage is: use noon as the market time, attract people from all over the world, gather goods from all over the world, trade with each other and go home, and each get what they need. This is probably taken from the hexagram "Che Ke".

This is the answer sheet of Liu Chunlin, the last No. 1 scholar in the Qing Dynasty. He has good insights and profound knowledge of stereotypes. After Zhu Pingan transcribed it, he studied it over and over again; then he tried to write an article by himself as a comparison, but couldn't find enough. It was late at night before he turned off the oil lamp and went to sleep.

In the dead of night, everything is immersed in a dream, and the dark night sky is quietly gestating the next dawn.

After waking up in the morning, Zhu Ping'an washed up a bit and went out with his schoolbag slung across his shoulders and a black wooden board in his hands as usual. The students in the inn who get up early and read by the window in the morning are no strangers to Zhu Pingan's attire. They are both early risers and hardworking people, so they will never tire of seeing each other. Some students nodded to Zhu Pingan slightly, and Zhu Pingan also agreed Respond one by one.

Zhu Pingan walked through the lobby with the black board in his arms, and walked along the Qinhuai River to the woods where he used to practice calligraphy.

When passing the bridge connecting the Qinhuai River to the Jinfenyulou on the other side, I saw a few males returning from the gentle village on the other side. Their faces were full of satisfaction and exhaustion. It seemed that they had been working hard last night.

Walked to the river and filled a bamboo tube with Qinhuai water, then turned away from the river bank and walked towards the woods.

"Hey, that middle-aged scholar, you take a bamboo tube to fill our footwashing water, but you want to go back to drink it secretly?" On the other side of the river, two girls, one big and one small, were washing by the river and found Zhu Pingan, and they couldn't help but smiled again. Open your mouth to tease Zhu Pingan.

A prostitute who is not bound by feudal ethics should not be underestimated, but I am tired of hearing this sentence over and over again.

"Remember to add sugar next time."

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

"Hehe...you are a log, so you are also a poor man." The young girl on the other side smiled and covered her cherry lips.

"Little brother, people don't put sugar in the footwashing water, but my sister likes to put sugar in the bath water. Come and play with my sister. After taking a bath, my sister will drink it with you, cluck..."

The older girl was also giggled by Zhu Ping'an's words, she was motivated but not dull, clean and self-disciplined but not pedantic, she hadn't seen such an interesting scholar for a long time, and she couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the laughter of the young girl behind him, Zhu Ping'an almost doubted whether this was Daming. Really, the fighting power of this prostitute was much more unruly than those modern big sisters who like fresh meat.

Without continuing to pay attention, Zhu Pingan went to the remote woods on his own, and came to the stone where he often practiced calligraphy. Zhu Pingan put the black wooden board on it, took out the brush and began to practice calligraphy.

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

Although the forest Zhu Pingan chose was secluded, there were many mosquitoes, especially the vicious black-spotted mosquitoes, which would swell a big bag if they bit them. When Zhu Pingan came to write for a while, he was bitten by mosquitoes on his hands and neck to write down. It was painful and itchy, which was very annoying, and the effect of practicing calligraphy was a little worse than usual.

Burning wormwood can repel mosquitoes, but it is not safe in the woods after all. Zhu Pingan thought that after breakfast later, he would go to the pharmacy and buy some Huoxiang, mint, perilla, calamus, lemongrass, star anise, tangerine peel, Put orange skin and the like in the purse made by my mother, and wear it with you, and the effect of repelling mosquitoes is not bad.

After practicing calligraphy, Zhu Pingan walked around and read the Four Books and Five Classics silently to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes again.

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

Then Zhu Ping'an heard the sound of reading books resounding throughout the forest.

"Learning while practicing...learning while practicing...you can't say it...you can't say it..." The single has been repeated dozens of times, all of which are nine words of this sentence, and the first five words are read Dozens of times and then read the next four words dozens of times.

Nima, why does this sound a bit like someone who once howled wolves at night and was scolded by others? Zhu Pingan, who was reading silently, was stunned. He looked up at the scholar, and saw that what he read with shaking his head was called an emotional investment .

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

"A friend comes from afar... A friend comes from afar... I can't say it, I can't say it..." This sentence is another single cycle. Like the previous sentence, the first five words are read hundreds of times, Then read the last four words hundreds of times without reading a single sentence.

Kneeling, this way of endorsing... What a godlike scholar.

Zhu Ping'an spent the whole morning reviewing the Four Books and Five Classics along with the scholar's single, and the scholar only read five sentences throughout the morning...

Stereotype

imperial examination

I really don't know what will happen if this kind of person also passed the imperial examination bridge...

I am afraid that this forest will not be easy to come back tomorrow, Zhu Pinganchen thought so when he packed up his things and left after reading.