Rise From the Humble

Rotten wood cannot be carved, summer insects cannot speak of ice

The talented students with a few miles around have found a sense of superiority here in Zhu Ping'an, and they are full of confidence. They feel that they can even win the triple yuan this year. They smile confidently, wave their sleeves, and embark on the journey to the county.

Touring mountains and rivers all the way, reciting poems and prose, as if you can pull eggs if you walk fast, it's completely a slow pace. No wonder it is said that a scholar rebelled and failed in ten years.

Zhu Pingan followed these people, watching the four books silently, trying to solve the problems in the content, so as not to waste time like these students.

Stereotype essay is not easy. After studying in the Ming Dynasty for several years, Zhu Pingan felt that the difficulty was much more difficult than the modern college entrance examination composition and civil servant application. Although the topics of stereotyped essays are limited to the four books of "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", and "Mencius", these four books have hundreds of thousands of words, and the examiner can choose sentences from them as the test questions at will, covering a wide range of subjects. , and the difficulty is great. The topic can be a sentence, or even a word, or a paragraph or a chapter, or a combination of half a sentence here and there can be used as a topic, so it is very difficult, and it is very difficult to solve the topic. Stereotyped questions are not only difficult to solve, but even more difficult to write. It has strict format requirements, and you can’t “offend” or “offend” when writing. fear. If the topic of the stereotyped essay is "the benevolent does not worry", when you think to solve the problem, you can't think of "the knower is not confused", and you are guilty if you think of it; Down.

Zhu Pingan walked and pondered to solve the problem. His appearance was originally very simple and honest, but now he looked even more simple and simple.

The students visiting the mountains and rivers occasionally turned their heads to look at Zhu Ping'an, and when they saw this, they called them colleagues, and there were laughter from time to time.

"Hey, you have a long way to go. You are young and weak, and you will give your valuables to your uncle. Uncle will take you to the county town and return them to you. You can also relax." Uncle Zhu Shouren came quietly When he came to Zhu Ping'an's side, he said righteousness, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the small burden that Zhu Ping'an was carrying, very demeanor of an elder.

Zhu Ping'an was interrupted by his uncle Zhu Shouren's words to solve the problem. Seeing that his uncle was about to reach out to untie his little burden, he couldn't help turning slightly to avoid it. Looking at his uncle Zhu Shouren, he smiled innocently and said loudly:

"Hundreds of goodness and filial piety are the first, and uncle's elders are also, and don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to others. How can you be safe and tired uncle?"

Zhu Ping'an's words attracted the attention of the passers-by, and they all turned their heads to look over. Uncle Zhu Shouren was rejected by Zhu Pingan. If you want to exercise, then so be it, if you are tired, tell the uncle, and the uncle will share the luggage with you."

"Brother Zhu, you are truly a benevolent elder."

"Brother Zhu, the feeling of licking the calf is really because I have been set as a role model."

More than a dozen students praised the uncle Zhu Shouren for his kindness, and the uncle was also modest and straightforward, saying that he didn't dare to be an old cow, human nature and so on.

So, the uncle and more than a dozen students went on a trip to the mountains and rivers, reciting poems and composing lyrics, full of literary grandeur.

Zhu Pingan looked at his uncle lightly from behind, the corners of his mouth curled up. If you really want to help me carry things, why don't you take a heavy rucksack? A small bag weighs less than two catties in total. Why are you sharing it? Own it. Before the trip, my father had already given my uncle five taels of silver because of my grandfather's face, and risked angering the Chen family, but he didn't mention to pay it back, but my uncle was still not satisfied.

The group of people walked for two or three hours, and only after seven or eight miles, someone suggested finding a shelter from the wind, eating something to rest, and resting before leaving.

So, a group of people found an abandoned mountain temple, stepped into it, spread hay or blankets, and some wealthy students asked the accompanying book boy to place the meat, wine, etc. on the ground, and invited everyone to drink together and compose poems happy.

Of course, Zhu Pingan, the one who came to test the boy, was ignored, and even the uncle who "licked the calf" had no intention of "licking the calf" at the moment. These people sat around and no one came to greet Zhu Together with Ping An, there is no place reserved for Zhu Pingan. Zhu Ping'an only had the same treatment as the bookboys of those people, and stood aside.

Zhu Pingan didn't care at all, went to a corner of the temple and spread hay, sat down, took out the egg flour pancakes that his mother Chen specially baked before leaving from the package, and picked up a piece of cake that his mother Chen learned from her grandmother. The tender cucumber, with the water in the bamboo tube around the waist, shook off the cheeks, and ate it with relish.

The melon crisps are fragrant and delicious.

At this moment, suddenly outside the mountain temple, there was a weak and pitiful voice of a girl calling for help:

"Help, help!"

The girl's voice was weak with pity, pity with fright, fright with trembling, trembling with helplessness, helplessness with a little crying crying into your heart, anyone who just hears this A sense of justice will burst out of the chest in the helpless voice.

What's more, accompanied by the girl's weak, pitiful, helpless and crying cry for help, there is a disheveled, innocent girl with crying red eyes, a delicate and beautiful girl with a weak appearance, who is bullied by others, and has a pitiful temperament. .

Helplessly crying for help, the girl stumbled and accidentally saw the students resting in the mountain temple, and a glimmer of hope appeared on the delicate and tender face that I felt sorry for, and she stumbled and trot towards the mountain temple.

This helpless voice, this girl I feel pity for

Ever since, more than a dozen students, overflowing with sympathy and a sense of justice, yelled out a famous line that has been sung for thousands of years:

"In broad daylight, the universe is bright, where the gangsters dare to rob civilian girls!"

Zhu Pingan, who was sitting in the corner eating cakes and pickled cucumbers, almost spit out the cakes in his mouth when he heard these words, and quickly took a sip of water to suppress his shock.

For the girl outside the door calling for help, Zhu Pingan just glanced at it, then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but he didn't move. He continued to eat his own egg pancake, chewed his own cucumber, and drank his own water.

More than a dozen students, full of sympathy and a sense of justice, yelled out some famous quotes through the ages, and they filed out one by one, starting their heroic journey to save the beauty.

The disheveled and helpless girl's eyes were full of gratitude. She stumbled and ran behind more than a dozen students, and trembling and helplessly grabbed the corner of a certain student's back, trembling.

Chasing after the girl were five greasy-faced, naughty-faced hooligans who could tell at a glance that they were not good people.

"Hand over that girl, or don't blame the brothers for being rude."

The five hooligans stood not far away and paused. They seemed to be afraid of everyone, but they deliberately showed arrogance, trying to scare them away.

Hearing the words of these hooligans, the girl hiding behind a certain student trembled even more, with a trill in her voice:

"Benefactors, be careful, slave, I'm afraid."