"My hair has not even grown yet, and I still want to tease my sister." Regarding Zhu Pingan's teasing just now, the girl was stunned for a second before teasing with a smile.
I don't know who was so frightened that I pulled out the knife.
Zhu Ping'an responded with a disdainful smile, then sat at the table and ate breakfast with relish.
"Aren't you curious why the Jin Yiwei came to search but turned a blind eye to me?" The girl sat opposite Zhu Pingan, eating fried dough sticks in small bites, and finally couldn't help but raise her head and ask Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Ping'an stopped his chopsticks, shrugged slightly, and said calmly, "It's just that you covered your face during the assassination, and it was night, so no one could see your face."
"You are so boring!"
The girl curled her lips when she heard this, lowered her head to eat her fried dough sticks and tofu buns, and after a while she kicked Zhu Pingan's chair with her feet.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ping'an was speechless, stopped his chopsticks and asked.
"How much money do you have left?" The girl scratched at the tofu in the bowl randomly, feeling a little disgusted.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Pingan asked casually and continued to eat his breakfast.
"I see there are a lot of fat sheep in the inn. Please help me out tonight, let's..." The girl's eyes were shining as she spoke, and her whole body was as if she had been injected with chicken blood. She seemed to have been completely injured.
Gone.
puff
Zhu Pingan, who was drinking tofu nao, squirted out in one gulp.
At the critical moment, the girl across the table moved the fried dough sticks in one hand and the tofu puffs in the other to the outside, just in time to avoid the tofu puffs spewed out by Zhu Ping'an.
The rabbit is not eating grass from the nest yet, so this little aunt wants to start directly at the inn where she lives, and the mess of the assassination has not been sorted out yet. If there is another thief or robbery, do you want the Jin Yiwei?
Rest! I'm not a vegetarian. Besides, it's not like uncle and the others don't know you. It's too late to hide, and you're still rushing.
"If you weren't so poor, I wouldn't have bothered to think about it. I'm not Old Man Kong. It would kill me if I didn't know the taste of meat." The girl put all the blame on Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Pingan...
In the end, Zhu Ping'an did not agree to the demon girl's proposal, but only agreed to add a meat dish one day in the future. Of course, he only compromised after the girl wrote an IOU of ten taels of silver.
The rest of the time passed slowly like this, practicing calligraphy, reading in the morning, and studying eight-part essay, as if the witch in the room who couldn't calm down even for a moment didn't exist.
After practicing calligraphy and reading in the morning, I followed the original route back, but was stopped by a group of students and scholars on the way.
"Isn't this Brother Zhu Xian who flew into the reed flowers and disappeared? It's better to meet by chance than to meet him. What a coincidence." The first person to greet him was a polite and noble scholar who was praised by Zhou Xuezheng at the Jingxian Poetry Society.
Xia Luoming from Tongcheng, with a humble smile on his face, but a sense of arrogance between his brows.
"Brother Zhu Xian, whom I have admired for a long time, is in Feng Shanshui, Susong County, Xiasu." Following Xia Luoming was a student in his early twenties. He was also a talented person, and his appearance was as good as Zhu Pingan's.
After that, everyone else also greeted him familiarly.
"Oh, good morning, everyone." Zhu Ping'an greeted several people with a black wooden board under his arm.
"It's a coincidence that students from all the top rankings in each county gathered at the bank of Taihu Lake to exchange experiences and compose a few poems. This is the last poetry meeting before the government examination. Brother Zhu Xian must not miss it again."
Feng Shanshui from Susong County exchanged a few pleasantries and invited Zhu Ping'an to attend the poetry meeting with them.
It was a poetry gathering again, so Zhu Ping'an naturally wasn't going to go.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have something important to do. I'm grateful to you for your kindness. I'm afraid this poetry meeting will disappoint you all." Zhu Pingan held the black board between his arms, apologized, and was about to turn around and leave.
After Zhu Ping'an apologized, Xia Luoming said, "Brother Zhu Xian, please don't refuse. We are all at Taihu Lake, why not go. And the heads of county examination cases from several counties are also here, so brother Zhu Xian must not refuse."
miss."
After Xia Luoming finished speaking, Feng Shanshui continued, "Zhu Xiandi's sentence of flying into the reed flowers and disappearing really expresses the artistic conception of snow. We are all gathered together, and everyone admires Zhu Xiandi's literary talent. But if Zhu Xiandi doesn't show a single face, wouldn't it be wrong?
Let me wait for disappointment."
"I really have something important to do, and I'm not good at it, so I won't bother you." Zhu Pingan said again.
"Brother Zhu Xian is so polite. Brother Zhu Xian is so talented and talented. Whether it is to say goodbye or to sing the snow, he has impressed us all. Today's poetry meeting, why don't brother Zhu Xian leave a piece of calligraphy again so that we can talk about it later? It will be a good thing."
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"That is, if Brother Zhu Xian leaves another calligraphy treasure, it will definitely become a good story in the government examination in the future."
"That's right, let's go together, let's go together."
People around him also spoke out in support.
Zhu Ping'an just held the black board between his arms and politely refused everyone, saying: "I'm really sorry, I'm not good at poetry. Every time I write a poem, it takes several days to complete it. I don't want to embarrass myself in an occasion like a poetry meeting."
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"Brother Zhu Xian is so humble. He just flew into the reed blossoms and disappeared. This has already made us ashamed."
"That's right, Brother Zhu Xian, please stop being polite and come with us."
"We are still waiting for your masterpiece."
Several students and scholars accompanying him spoke one after another, wanting to drag Zhu Pingan over to participate in the poetry meeting.
"I'm really sorry. I'm really in a hurry. I won't bother you this time. I'll excuse you and take my leave." Zhu Ping'an bowed his hands and squeezed out of the crowd with the black board between his arms.
Seeing Zhu Pingan's back, these people began to talk about it.
"Really, why are you dragging me? A poem is neither fish nor fowl, and only the last line of a poem about snow is worthy of attention."
"Too showy."
"Buying fame and fishing for reputation."
"I must be scared, I'm afraid I won't be able to write poems in public..."
"Forget it, Brother Feng, Brother Li... let's go to the Taihu Poetry Club."
People were talking a lot, the sound was neither loud nor quiet, just enough fragments of sound could reach Zhu Ping'an's ears.
Zhu Ping'an didn't care about this. Shi Shiran returned to the inn and simply ordered two dishes and one soup in the lobby, then put it in the food box and walked upstairs. Poetry gatherings are useless things, so it's better to take advantage of them.
I have more time to read books.
The poetry meeting by the Taihu Lake was in full swing, and the top students were all dissatisfied with each other. They wrote poems and essays one after another, but a few good poems and essays were actually circulated. Of course, the news that Zhu Ping'an refused to participate in the poetry meeting in every possible way was also reported.
When people were released, they were treated as if they were afraid of not being able to compose poems. They became the background of this poetry meeting, which can be regarded as a contribution to this poetry meeting.
Time passed so quickly after the poetry meeting, so fast that the exam started almost in the blink of an eye.