The rise of the poor

Chapter 71 Once bitten by a snake, I heard birds chirping everywhere
The Ming Dynasty also attached great importance to infrastructure. It has the legacy of the Qin and Han Dynasties. Basically, in all areas, a long pavilion was built every ten miles, and a short pavilion was built every five miles, so that pedestrians had a place to rest. They are often sent here.

There is only one long pavilion ten miles away, so people who rushed to Tongziqian in the county town for several miles around said goodbye here.More and more people gathered, and more and more students in green shirts and robes were carrying their bags.Uncle Zhu Shouren has long sleeves and is good at dancing, and he gets along with many students.Zhu Pingan didn't know anyone, not even the other four people who were guarded by his teacher.Of course, this also has something to do with Zhu Ping'an's age. The youngest of his students are all in their 20s. You are a 13-year-old kid with at least three generation gaps. Who would know you.

After seeing you for thousands of miles, you have to say goodbye in the end. The neighbors and family members left one after another. There were only a dozen students in the ten-mile pavilion, and there were also a few book boys from wealthy students.

"Brother Wang has been looking forward to it for a long time. This time, Brother Wang must be named on the Golden List."

"Brother Zhao is fortunate to have a good meeting, my brother congratulates Brother Zhao in advance on the title of the Golden List."

"Brother Zhu, long time no see. After passing the test this time, you must have a drink with me."

More than a dozen students touted each other, and when they heard the other party say that they were named a high school in the gold list, they were all excited as if they had drank a few small wines.

Only Zhu Ping'an was alone with his luggage and was isolated, the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched them compliment each other.

"Hey, who is this little brother?" Someone finally discovered Zhu Ping'an during the mutual praise. What is a [-]- or [-]-year-old boy doing standing here? Could it be that someone brought a book boy, but the clothes don't look like it? , asked curiously.

"Oh, this is our little nephew, Sun Laoxiu from Shanghe Village is missing one of the five people. He will come to make up the number and gain experience." Uncle Zhu Shouren said lightly.

"Oh, hehe, long experience is very, very good."

When the students heard the words, they all laughed and did not pay much attention to Zhu Ping'an. After all, he was just a little kid who made up the numbers, and he was not a prodigy. If it was a prodigy, we are all Fang Yuan. How many people in the past have not heard of it.Therefore, it must be just a little brat who makes up the numbers, so why bother.

More than a dozen students went to the county town together with businessmen, and it was good to be a companion on the way.A group of people were chatting and laughing at the Shili Changting Pavilion, and those who were close to it also said woohoo, it was very lively.Before leaving, someone suggested that it would be better to leave a poem in this ten-mile pavilion before leaving, and it will be a good story after high school.

The crowd was outraged, and each one was gearing up, splashing ink.

The poems written are very ordinary. Anyway, Zhu Ping'an didn't see anyone who was outstanding, but whenever someone finished writing, someone would make a pretentious comment, causing a lot of applause.

It's so boring, Zhu Ping'an stood on the sidelines indifferently.

The uncle Zhu Shouren also splashed ink on his sleeve with one hand, and his level was not much higher than these people, but his posture was full. After writing, some people commented, and everyone around him was full of applause.

It is estimated that the smell is similar, everyone is at this level, and everyone at this level can appreciate it, so there will be applause.

Everyone left their calligraphy treasures one after another, listening to the compliments around them, they couldn't help but feel complacent, giving birth to a feeling that I would pass the exam today, and I was extremely satisfied.

After a while, someone noticed Zhu Ping'an, and jokingly said, "Isn't there a prodigy here, don't hide it, and show us a hand too."

Then everyone discovered that Zhu Ping'an was standing in a remote place. Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was standing so far away, everyone thought that Zhu Ping'an had no ink in his chest and couldn't write poems. Also write one.

People have such a bad taste: you are not happy, then tell me what you are not happy about to make me happy.

Everyone believed that Zhu Ping'an had no ink on his chest, and he was trying to make up the numbers.

Therefore, everyone was very enthusiastic, and some people even took advantage of their arrogance, grabbed Zhu Ping'an and mentioned it to the table where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed.

There was a circle of students who had been beaten with blood.

"I, I can't write poetry."

Everyone's interest was so high that Zhu Ping'an just wanted to cooperate, and Hanhan's face was filled with a shy smile.

Hearing that Zhu Ping'an said that he can't write poetry, everyone is even more excited. He can't write poetry, that's great, a quick one will make us happy.

"Little friend, don't be humble, write quickly."

The crowd was outraged, and the kindness was difficult to accept. Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to grieve and grab the writing brush in one hand.

This is how to hold a writing brush, how is it like holding chopsticks, it is held too high, the onlookers whispered, and then giggled in a low voice.

Zhu Ping'an became even more embarrassed in the sound of laughter, and hurriedly corrected the posture of holding the brush.

In the low voices of ridicule, Zhu Ping'an dropped the first sentence.

"Once Bitten by a Snake"

Seeing this, everyone stopped their laughter slightly, what is this, isn't it the common saying that everyone is bitten by a snake, and it is also used as a poem for him, let's see what his next sentence is.

Before making everyone wait too long, Zhu Ping'an said another sentence.

"Hearing Birds Everywhere"

As soon as this sentence came out, many people couldn't help laughing. What's the matter, playing the piano indiscriminately. This kid has never been to school, so it's not like he used everything he knew to deal with it.

Amid everyone's laughter, Zhu Ping'an continued to write.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, a group of egrets ascended the sky."

After finishing writing, Zhu Ping'an looked at his masterpiece and looked like he was waiting for everyone's comments and praise, as if he was very satisfied with his own random poems.

Once bitten by a snake, I heard birds chirping everywhere.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, a line of egrets grows in the sky.

The onlookers looked at Zhu Ping'an and Hu Ping's chaotic poems, and then looked at Zhu Ping's foolishly waiting for everyone's praise, they couldn't bear it any longer.

You are here to be funny!
The whole poem sounds like a rhyme, but the first sentence is a five-character ancient poem, but the latter sentence has become a word card.Moreover, except for the long pavilion, the vernacular that everyone can speak along the ancient road, the rest are all pieced together from other poets.It is a common saying to be bitten by a snake at one time, and the sentence of hearing birds singing everywhere comes from Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" of the Tang Dynasty, but the sentence of a line of egrets going up to the blue sky is from Du Fu's Quatrain in the Tang Dynasty.

"It's a disgrace to Sven"

"It doesn't make sense to look at the words, but the poems are completely nonsense."

"Really ignorant."

Everyone is laughing and breaking their stomachs. Whose stupid kid is this? It's too much for a boy to try at this level. It makes us feel that we are out of grade. This level is just making up the numbers. My old eyes are dim, send this guy to make up the numbers.The uncle Zhu Shouren was silently far away from Zhu Ping'an, for fear of being reminded of his relationship with Zhu Ping'an.

In particular, what made everyone laugh was that the silly boy was watching everyone laugh and laughing together.

People are stupid without knowing it

At this moment, everyone's thoughts were to go with Zhu Ping'an.

(This is the first time that a new book has been recommended, and I hope that all book friends will support it. Collect more and recommend more, and there are good reasons to continue recommending.)
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