Chapter 72: The benefactor is careful, the slave family is afraid
Rotten wood cannot be carved, summer insects cannot be talked about ice
Students with a radius of several miles have found a sense of superiority in Zhu Ping'an. They are all very confident, feeling that they can win three yuan this year. They smile confidently, wave their sleeves, and embark on the journey to the county town.
I traveled all the way, recited poems and lyrics, as if I could pull the eggs when I walked fast, but it was just a snail moving forward at a speed. No wonder it was said that a scholar could not rebel for ten years.
Zhu Ping'an followed these people and felt a lot of pain in his eyes. He silently read the Four Books in his heart, trying to solve the content, so he would not waste time like these students.
Eight-legged essays are not easy. In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ping'an felt that the difficulty was much more difficult than modern college entrance examination essays and civil servant essays. Although the topics of Eight-legged essays are limited to four books: "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", and "Mencius", the number of words and forms of the topics are not limited, and there are many ways to describe the topics, with a wide range and many changes in the form. The topics can be a complete chapter, a complete paragraph, or a word. It is very difficult to solve the topic. Eight-legged essays are strict, and it is important to not "offend the superiors" or "offend". For example, this sentence in the Analects of Confucius: Those who know are not confused, those who benevolent are not worried, and those who are brave are not afraid. If the eight-legged essays are titled "The benevolent is not worried", when you think about solving the topic, you cannot think about "the know is not confused", and you are committing the superiors; similarly, when you think about solving the topic, you cannot think about "the brave is not afraid", and you are committing it.
Zhu Ping'an thought about solving the problem while walking. His already honest appearance now looks even more silly.
Students who travel around the mountains and rivers occasionally look back at Zhu Ping'an, but when they see this, they call him a walker, and laughter comes from time to time.
"Your way forward is very long. You are young and weak. You will hand over the valuables you put to your uncle. You will take them to the county town and return them to you. You can also be more relaxed." Uncle Zhu Shouren quietly came to Zhu Ping'an's side, saying that he was very righteous. He reached out to get the small bag that Zhu Ping'an carried, which was very elegant.
Zhu Ping'an was interrupted by the words of his uncle Zhu Shouren. Seeing that his uncle was about to reach out to solve his small burden, he couldn't help but dodge slightly. Looking at his uncle Zhu Shouren, he smiled and said loudly:
"Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues, and uncles and elders are the elders. Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. How dare you work hard for your uncle?"
Zhu Ping'an's words attracted the attention of the travelers, and they turned their heads to look over. Uncle Zhu Shouren was rejected by Zhu Ping'an. At this time, he was also a famous scholar with a gentle smile on his face and a generous and generous elder. "It's okay, since the pig wants to exercise, then that's what it means. If you are tired, just as Uncle said, Uncle will share your luggage with you."
"Brother Zhu, he is really a kind elder."
"Brother Zhu, my love for a child is really a role model."
More than ten students praised my uncle Zhu Shouren for being kind, and my uncle was humble and said he didn't dare to be a lie, such as the old cow licking his calf, the normal human nature.
So, my uncle and more than ten students traveled around the mountains and rivers, recited poems and wrote lyrics, and were filled with literary spirit.
Zhu Ping'an looked at my uncle faintly from behind, and the corners of his mouth curled up. If I really wanted to help me share the burden, why not take a heavy backpack? A small bag weighs less than two pounds in total. What kind of effort do you share is to take my money for myself without knowing it. Before the trip, my father was in danger of angering Chen from the face of his grandfather, and he had already given his uncle five taels of silver. He didn't mention paying it back, so his uncle was still not satisfied.
The group walked for two or three hours and only took seven or eight miles. Someone suggested finding a place to shelter from the wind, eating something to rest and rest before leaving.
So, the group found an abandoned mountain temple, stepped into it, and spread hay or blankets, and the wealthy students asked the children to carry the meat, wine and other carries on the ground, and invite everyone to drink, write poems and have fun together.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an, the person who made up the numbers to try, was ignored. Even the uncle who "lived his love" had no intention of "living his calf" at this moment. These people sat around and no one came to greet Zhu Ping'an, and there was no place for Zhu Ping'an to leave. Zhu Ping'an could only treat the same as those book boys, and he was left in the corner.
Zhu Ping'an didn't care at all. He walked to the corner of the temple and spread hay, sat down, took out the egg flour cake that his mother Chen had specially baked before leaving, and picked up a piece of tender cucumber that his mother Chen learned from her grandmother's pickled. He put the water in the bamboo tube around his waist, shook his cheeks and started eating with relish.
The melon shortbread is fragrant and tastes great.
At this moment, suddenly, outside the mountain temple, a weak and pitiful voice came from the girl calling for help:
"Help, help..."
The girl's voice is weak and pitiful, and it is scared, and it is trembling in fear. It is accompanied by helplessness. It is a bit of crying in helplessness... Crying to your heart. Anyone who only hears this helpless voice will burst into his chest with a sense of justice.
What's more, the girl's weak, pitiful, helpless crying call for help was a beautiful girl who was not dressed in a mess, had innocent eyes that were red with tears, looked weak and bullied, and her whole body showed a kind of pity for me.
The helpless girl crying and shouting for help stumbled and accidentally saw the students resting in the mountain temple. A trace of sad hope appeared on my delicate face, and stumbled towards the mountain temple and trotted towards the mountain temple.
This helpless voice, this girl I still feel pity
As a result, more than a dozen students with sympathy and a sense of justice shouted famous quotes that have been sung for thousands of years:
"It's bright and bright, and who dares to rob a girl from a gangster!"
Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting in the corner eating cakes and chewing pickled cucumbers, almost spit out the cake in his mouth in one mouthful, and quickly took a sip of water to suppress his shock.
Zhu Ping'an just glanced at the girl who called for help outside the door, and then curled her mouth slightly, but then she didn't move. Then she chewed her egg cake, chewed her cucumber, and drank her own water.
More than a dozen students who were full of sympathy and full of justice shouted out a famous saying that came out one by one and began their heroic journey to save beauty.
The girl with scattered clothes and helpless clothes was full of gratitude. She stumbled behind more than a dozen students, and grabbed the corner of her clothes behind a student with trembling helplessness, trembling.
Behind the girl were five raspy and pink faces, with stingy eyes, and you could tell at a glance that you were not a good person.
"Take that girl over, or don't blame the brothers for being polite."
Five gangsters stood not far away and stopped, as if they were afraid of everyone, but they deliberately showed an arrogant look, trying to scare everyone away.
When hearing these hooligans' words, the girl hiding behind a certain student trembled even more violently, with a tremolo in her voice:
"My benefactors, be careful, I am afraid..."
Chapter completed!