Chen Pingan ate the candied haws that he had not tasted for nearly ten years, and carried the locust branches back to Mu Ping Alley. He passed by a house that was even more dilapidated than his ancestral home. Chen Pingan felt guilty and thought about borrowing it from Master Ruan first.
He used some money to repair this house. Although he had lived in this Mud Bottle Lane since he was a child, Chen Ping'an had never seen anyone living in this house. He had chased and fought with the Mountain Monkey on the roof before, and deliberately tricked him into coming here.
, causing a big hole in the roof to be stepped on by the old ape, Chen Pingan felt that he had to take care of this mess, otherwise he would inevitably be exposed to wind, sun, rain and wind in the future. Maybe the house could have survived for two days.
Thirty years have passed, and now I am afraid that I will not be able to survive even five years. The pillars of the house will decay very quickly. This is very similar to the body of Chen Pingan who was forcibly "taught" by Cai Jinjian. They are both in a situation where wind is leaking from all sides, so
Chen Pingan became more and more worried, thinking about how to repair this ownerless house. No matter how glamorous and elegant it was, it was solid and solid.
Chen Pingan has never thought about taking out a gold essence copper coin and exchanging it for real gold, silver or copper coins with someone, such as Old Man Yang at the Yang Family Shop or Master Ruan at the blacksmith shop. But Chen Pingan has an intuition that the gold essence
Copper coins are something that is truly rare. Every time you use one, you lose one. As for silver and copper coins, you can earn them anywhere. It’s just a matter of effort. So Chen Ping’an decided to ask Master Ruan to borrow one first.
, if the borrowing fails, and then using gold and copper coins to solve the problem, it will definitely feel distressed, but since some imminent problems have been clearly laid out in front of him, he cannot pretend to turn a blind eye. Chen Pingan is very afraid of owing others.
Chen Ping'an returned to the courtyard and placed the locust branch given by the little girl against the courtyard wall. The priceless sword-sharpening stone was still in the basket, but of course he would not just throw it away in the courtyard so openly.
Chen Pingan has been asked to move into the house. If not for time, Chen Pingan would like to dig a deep pit ten feet high in the yard and bury the inconspicuous but valuable sword sharpening stone. Just listen to this
The name feels more precious than those three bags of gold and copper coins.
Chen Pingan heard the crow of chickens in the yard next door. When Song Jixin and Zhigui left the town, they didn't pay attention to the cage of old hens and chickens. They were probably a little hungry at the moment, so Chen Pingan went inside.
Picking up the bunch of keys, he brought a handful of rice from his house, walked to the door of the next door, opened the chicken coop, and squatted down to see through his fingers. After feeding the chickens, Chen Pingan opened the kitchen door to see if there was anything there.
There was no surplus grain such as rice, so as not to let it go bad and become moldy. As a result, Chen Pingan was eye-opening when he entered the kitchen. He saw a large vat of rice. Just opening the lid and looking at it made Chen Pingan full. There were pots and pans in the cupboard.
There is everything you need. There is also a row of hams and dried fish hanging on the wall. Everything is neatly tidied up and fresh, and objects of all sizes are not mixed but not messy.
Chen Ping'an was suddenly attracted by a pair of firewood near the stove. He walked closer and squatted down. Sure enough, it was the time he saw Zhigui chopping up the wooden figure with a kitchen knife. She didn't know how to chop firewood at all, so she spent a long time chopping it.
It also had little effect. Chen Pingan could smash the wooden figure about the same height as a man in three or two strokes. At this moment, Chen Pingan squatted and lowered his head, and found that the wooden figure was very strange. There were many carvings on it.
The red spots were all over the body, sparse and irregular. Some places were densely packed together, and some places only had a cinnabar-like red dot far away. Chen Pingan picked up a piece of the wooden man's arm and looked carefully at each red dot.
Next to it, there are actually extremely tiny ink-colored characters engraved on it. The red dots are the size of rice grains, and the strokes of those small characters are even thinner and invisible. Thanks to Chen Pingan, with ordinary people's eyesight, they might only be seen as red.
Just dots and black spots.
Chen Ping'an tried to put the broken limbs back together. It didn't take long for the wooden man to reappear in its original shape. Fortunately, the wooden man did not lack any big parts. Unfortunately, there were many spliced parts, red dots and black dots.
The characters have been chopped off or scraped away by Zhigui's kitchen knife. It is estimated that only about 70% of the relatively complete Zhudianmo characters are left.
Chen Pingan stood up and opened the window to make the light in the kitchen more transparent. Then he continued to squat down and looked at it carefully, not daring to miss any details. This took almost an hour. Although Chen Pingan did not know Jue
Most of the characters are written in ink, but I still try my best to remember their stroke structure.
Deep down in his heart, Chen Ping'an has always had hopes for reading and literacy.
When he was working as a kiln worker, many times after Chen Pingan climbed to the top of the mountain and looked out at the town, in addition to looking for the location of Mud Bottle Lane, the second place he often wanted to know was the school. When he was young, there was a
Dark and thin children often go to school, squatting against the foot of the wall, with the sound of books above their heads. Although they cannot understand what is being said, the children will inexplicably feel at ease and peaceful, and their hearts are very quiet. The grievances they have suffered throughout the day can be heard.
As soon as I heard it, it disappeared.
However, studying was a much more luxurious thing than candied haws for the orphans of Mud Bottle Alley at that time, so just look at it from a distance.
At this time, Chen Pingan closed his eyes and relied on his memory to construct a complete wooden figure in his mind.
If there were any vague memories, Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to open his eyes to check the truth and skipped it first. As a result, from beginning to end, there were about forty or fifty uncertain red-dot ink characters on the wooden figure.
Identifying and memorizing the omissions one by one, Chen Pingan took a deep breath. He wanted to do it again, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his head felt swollen and he felt a little dizzy. Chen Pingan decided not to force himself any more. Some effort is not a desperate effort.
That's fine, otherwise it will only make you busier and more chaotic. After Chen Ping'an learned how to make porcelain, he felt deeply about this. He was not a gifted person, but simply an experience after being scolded by Old Man Yao all day long.
Chen Pingan messed up the wooden figures again and stacked them in the corner of the stove. He walked out of the stove and closed the courtyard door. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the east gate of the town and find the gatekeeper again. Later, he built a blacksmith shop.
A formal apprentice would probably live there, so it would be impossible to deliver the letter, so Chen Ping'an wanted to say hello to the bachelor, but he looked for it once before and couldn't find him.
After Chen Pingan trotted to the east gate of the town, the yellow mud house was still closed and locked. He sighed and sat on the tree pillar where the gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng often sat. The town was no better than entering.
Mountains don't have the elegance of a mountain god's chair. Chen Ping'an sat there in a daze, rarely taking a break from his busy schedule.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sound of rumblings on the road in the town. Chen Pingan turned around and saw an ox cart, followed by two carriages with carriages. There were a group of children sitting on the ox cart.
, and there are two familiar faces, Li Baoping in a red cotton-padded jacket, and Shi Chunjia in two blusher cheeks. In addition, they are presumably the three young men from the school, Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, and Dong Shuijing, whom Shi Chunjia mentioned.
There were five children in the oxcart, chattering and bustling.
The coachman was an unfamiliar face of a middle-aged man. The old man who used to sweep the floor at the school sat behind the coachman.
At a glance, Chen Pingan saw that except for the little red-padded jacket girl who was born in the four major families of Fulu Street named Li, the other four children were completely different just in their clothes. Shi Chunjia's ancestors had lived in Qilong Lane for generations, guarding the place.
She lived in an old shop called New Year's Eve. She had no worries about food and clothing, but she was not rich, so the little girl could only dress comfortably and warmly. But next to Shi Chunjia, there was a stern-looking peer of the same age, wearing a brand new and expensive black coat.
Hu Qiu, with a pale face and cold eyebrows. Li Huai's father, Li Er, is a well-known loser in the town. Li Huai also has a sister named Li Liu, but his parents and sister have all gone out to make a living.
Li Huai was left alone to be fostered at his uncle's house. Now he also has to leave his hometown and follow the old man named Ma to the cliff academy. The last boy's spring shirt was thin, so he wore two mended outer shirts.
, full of poverty, and at first glance he looks like a poor kid who grew up in a poor alley.
Li Baoping, Shi Chunjia, Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, Dong Shuijing.
Five Meng children from a small town, riding an ox cart that could not protect themselves from wind and rain, drove towards the sacred place in the hearts of countless scholars in East Aquarius Island, Cliff Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies. At this moment, the five children must
Who would have known that on a continent lined with dynasties, countless nobles and high-ranking families, even if they had sharpened their heads and exhausted all their favors, still wanted to send their own children into it and follow those broad-sleeved scholars?
Masters and gentlemen, I would like to learn from the Confucian sages to cultivate their moral integrity and govern the country and bring peace to the world.
Naturally, they will not know how rare it is to be able to call Qi Jingchun sir. On the contrary, these children will only think that Mr. Qi has many rules, often has a straight face, and is not approachable at all. Mr. Qi occasionally smiles, and the children even
I have no idea what I did right to make my husband so happy.
With sharp eyes, Li Baoping saw Chen Pingan sitting on the tree pillar. He jumped off the bullock cart with lightning speed, staggered a bit, and quickly ran to Chen Pingan. He stood still suddenly, but seemed not to know.
What should I say? In the end, I just puffed up my chest and said, "I'm going to a place far, far away." His little face was full of pride.
The old man wearing a high crown said in a deep voice: "Li Baoping!"
Although he was not very happy, the old man still asked the driver to stop the bullock cart. The little girl curled her lips, but turned around and ran towards the bullock cart. She suddenly heard the guy behind her calling her name. When she turned around, she saw him shouting at her.
He raised his fist and shook it slightly, probably to ask her to work harder.
Li Baoping also shook his fist at him, indicating that he would work hard.
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly and felt that most of the efforts of this little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket were spent on playing, and her footprints would be left everywhere in Cliff Academy.
Chen Pingan looked up and saw the old man sweeping the floor whom he had met several times in school. He thought he nodded, and Chen Pingan subconsciously smiled in return.
At the same time, someone on a carriage behind gently lowered the curtains.
Although there was only a glimpse, Chen Pingan saw clearly the face of the man. It was the scholar who went to the blacksmith shop to find Master Ruan.
Chen Pingan watched as the oxcart and carriage slowly drove out of the town.
If Chen Ping'an could soar with his sword in the sky like Ning Yao and overlook the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers that have just taken root, he would definitely be shocked by all kinds of strange phenomena.
There are countless birds and beasts of all kinds, entrenched on the border between the Li Zhu Cave and the Great Li territory. Outside, there are countless of their kind rushing here crazily, as if they are absorbing
What are you wearing?
On that invisible border, they neither dare to take a step forward, nor are they willing to take a step back.
There was also an old woman standing at the end of the stream within the boundary, with her upper body above the water, and her crow-green hair flowing down like a waterfall, spreading around her body like a black lotus.
The old woman's face was originally as mottled as dry tree bark, but now she looked like a woman less than forty years old.
There is also the Piyun Mountain, which seems to be arched by the earth's surface, slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The cave sky was shattered and turned into a blessed land.
The people born and raised in the small town of Lizhu Cave in the past, no matter rich or poor, good or evil in nature, will all have an afterlife.