The rise of the poor

Chapter 251 Windfall
The snow is like yesterday, fluttering and falling, and the world is pure white as far as the eye can see.The dead tree that has lost all its leaves in autumn seems to have a second life, blooming a tree of snow-white flowers.

"Brother Yang, you don't need to send any more."

Zhu Pingan rode on a horse and waved goodbye to Yang Dacheng's family who were seeing him off on the roadside at the entrance of the village.

"Grandpa, stay for another day until the snow stops, and hurry on your way. Our family is really thankful to have Mr. Gong, you are our family's savior, stay a few more days, wait for the snow to stop before rushing. Right. Leaving in such a hurry, but I hate my family for not taking good care of me."

Yang Dacheng's family struggled to keep Zhu Ping'an, and thanked Zhu Ping'an from the bottom of their hearts. If Zhu Ping'an hadn't been there, their family would be in great trouble.Just relying on Huang Zandian's cannibalistic style, the Yang family will definitely be separated from his wife and children.It was because of Zhu Ping'an's helping hand that the Yang family was spared.Huang Zandian was also cut off as a student by the county magistrate, and then Huang Zandian's past crimes were investigated one by one, and he was sent to prison.As for the other guards, they were given different punishments according to the severity of their crimes, so that the Yang family had no worries.

"Brother Yang was kind enough to stay overnight yesterday, and it's time to go on the road today. It's a long journey to the capital, and the exam date is approaching, so we can't stay any longer." Zhu Pingan refused on horseback with a silly smile.

"Big brother, I also want to study for the number one prize."

The bear boy following Yang Dacheng looked at Zhu Ping'an and shouted loudly.

"Hehe, okay, then I'll wait for you in the capital." Zhu Pingan turned his head and smiled, then cupped his hands and said goodbye to Yang Dacheng's family.

In the heavy snow, Yiqi headed north along the official road, and slowly disappeared from the sight of Yang Dacheng's family.

"This is the benefactor of our Yang family. Later, I will go to the painter to draw a portrait of benefactor, and burn incense and thank you during the festival."

Yang Dacheng looked at Zhu Pingan's leaving figure, and said to his daughter-in-law beside him.

Zhu Pingan, who was heading north along the official road, suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose.Somewhat inexplicable.

The heavy snow fell for another day and night. Zhu Pingan traveled during the day, and at night he found a residential house to stay for the night, and then drove again the next morning. Of course, before leaving, he would leave more than ten words for the host money.

On the third night, he stayed at the post station in Shucheng County, relying on his identity as a Juren.Zhu Pingan was able to eat and stay for one night at the post station for free.There are standards for the reception at the post station, and the standard for receiving people like Zhu Pingan at the post station can only be said to be generally low.However, thanks to the lack of people in the cold winter, the inn still received Zhu Pingan beyond the standard.Dinner was one meat, one vegetable and one soup, and the accommodation was also in a single room. Zhu Pingan was provided with hot water and a bathtub.

After taking a hot bath, Zhu Ping'an seemed to be born again, and the exhaustion all over his body was swept away.

I haven't read at night with a lantern for several days, and I'm staying in a folk house, I'm sorry to bother the owner, and it's for the farmers.Oil lamps are also very economical to use, so when staying overnight in village houses, Zhu Ping'an always goes to bed early.I also let go of the habit of reading at night with lamps that I have persisted in for many years.

There is no need to worry so much at the post station. After clearing the table, I turned on the oil lamp, but no matter how bright the oil lamp is, it is not as bright and incandescent as modern fluorescent lamps, only a little dim yellow.

However, the dim butter lamp and light ink fragrance are also a perfect match, and people can't help but sink into it.

First of all, I will record the little things about the journey in the past few days, and I will use it as a travel journal.When my parents ask about it when I get home, I can tell my mother about it.After writing the travel notes, Zhu Pingan chose a book called "The Analects of Confucius" from the books he was carrying, and put it on the table to read.

"The Master said: A gentleman seeks the way but not food. Farming is where he is discouraged; learning is where income is. A gentleman worries about the way and not poverty."

"The Master said: A gentleman has nothing to eat, nothing to live in, and nothing to live in. He is sensitive to things but cautious in his words. He has the way and is upright. It can be said that he is eager to learn."

The universe is big in the characters, and the sun and the moon are long in the text.After the exhausting trek through the wind and snow, reading at night by holding candles is also a kind of enjoyment. The pen and ink quenches thirst, poetry and books relieve fatigue, and the dim oil lamp stretches the shadow of the book that cannot be released.

In the middle of the night, turn off the lights and fall asleep, and have a good dream all night.

Further north of Shucheng County is Lu'an County, which is the jurisdiction of Luzhou Prefecture.

Zhu Pingan had a breakfast at the post station early in the morning before setting out on his way. After walking for about three hours, he entered Lu'an County.Lu'an County belongs to Luzhou Prefecture. There are many mountains and hills here. There is a section of road that is not connected to the official road. Zhu Pingan had to drive his horse along the dirt road. This section of the road is relatively sparsely populated.

At noon, Zhu Pingan passed through a low mountainous area. At the foot of the mountain, he lit a fire and roasted dried meat for lunch, and drank water from the gourd water bottle he carried with him.After lunch, Zhu Pingan continued to ride on horseback, hoping to see people sooner.

"hum"

Not long after riding the horse, Zhu Pingan saw a big black wild boar weighing more than 300 kilograms looking for food at the foot of the mountain. It should be that the mountain has been blocked by heavy snow these days, and the wild boar has been starved to death. .

When seeing wild boars, Zhu Ping'an became vigilant.

Zhu Ping'an lived at the foot of the mountain, and he knew all too well about wild boars. When he was a child, his father and elder brother were lucky enough to hunt a wild boar, and both father and elder brother were injured.After that time, Zhu's father repeatedly told Zhu Ping'an and his brothers not to think about attacking a wild boar when they encountered it in the wild, and it was the best policy to take it before it attacked.Zhu's father said that even skilled old hunters would not dare to hunt wild boars alone easily, and without three or five skilled old hunters, they would not dare to hunt wild boars.
Wild boars, especially adult wild boars, have extraordinary fighting power. They can hit a tree with force, not to mention the manpower of flesh and blood.Moreover, the wild boar is not a pure vegetarian animal, it is a chore animal, that is to say, it eats meat, in other words, it also eats people.
The mountain is covered by heavy snow, this wild boar weighs more than 300 catties, at least, it belongs to the big brother among the wild boars, and judging by the appearance of this beast, it is obviously starving, this starving man Huo didn't know what to do, so Zhu Ping'an was more vigilant.

On the one hand, be wary of wild boars, and on the other hand, be wary of Shamate, no matter how brain-dead.

Sure enough, they didn't find any wild boars to eat. They saw Zhu Ping'an and Sha Matt's black horse, and rushed over regardless.

Zhu Ping'an had been on guard for a long time, pulled the reins of Kill Matt's black horse, and rode the horse around an arc to avoid the collision of the wild boar.

After being emptied, the hungry wild boar went berserk, pricked up its ears, bristled its fur, and howled at Zhu Pingan, before chasing after it aggressively.

The crazy wild boar's speed is really not slow, especially in the mountains, and the home field advantage of this product is even more powerful.

Seeing the mad boar, Zhu Pingan calmly rode his horse to a hillside, then circled an arc and accelerated downhill.

The wild boar was already fast, but now it was going downhill faster, and it was about to catch up.

At this moment, Zhu Ping'an pulled the reins, and Shamat's black horse made a sharp turn, and a big rock suddenly appeared in front of him.The wild boar was chasing downhill so fast that it couldn't stop at all, and it didn't have time to turn, so it slammed into the stone.

Hearing the earth-shattering loud noise, Zhu Ping'an felt a little pain in the ass, this shit was too strong.

Uh, wild boars really don't know how to make quick brain teasers. It seems that the joke that Uncle Zhao's old sow with black background and white flowers can't do quick brain teasers is also well-founded.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Pingan rode the Shamat black horse along the mountain road again. The difference was that the Shamat black horse was pulling a simple sled made of branches, and a black wild boar lay on the sled.

Zhu Pingan didn't expect that the collision just now would become the wild boar's eternity, which was a complete windfall for him.

In line with the principle of not wasting, I had no choice but to accept its whole body.

(End of this chapter)