The rise of the poor

Chapter 335 I understand the truth
When Zhu Pingan learned that Li Shu stripped off the clothes of the red note who wanted to climb the bed and punished him to kneel down, he was still a little surprised by Li Shu's actions, although this approach was unexpected and reasonable thing.

This is the feudal Ming Dynasty, not the modern era of freedom, democracy and equality. In a feudal society, you have to follow the rules of survival of the feudal society.Maids are the bottom of the most feudal society. It is understandable to want to change their destiny. Bed climbing is also one of the means, and it is a high-return investment, but high return means high risk.The stock market is risky, and you need to be cautious when investing. When you choose to climb the bed, you have to accept the risks brought by the climb.

I understand the truth, but why strip it naked? !
In this kind of feudal society, is it a bit too much to strip girls naked and make them kneel in front of everyone?Just a beating, a heavy fine or something is better than this.To take a step back, at least three fig leafs should be left, maybe the bra was invented in advance.

But thinking about Li Shu's behavior in the past, it's not surprising that she did such a thing as stripping and punishing her kneeling.

"By the way, why don't you leave some fig leaf?" Zhu Pingan looked at Li Shu and said.

"It's the kind that doesn't feel ashamed, so she has to be stripped naked to make her feel ashamed!" Li Shu said, gave Zhu Pingan a hard look, and looked up and down, "What's the matter, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"Pity the woolen thread." Zhu Pingan curled his lips, then looked at Li Shu for two seconds, imitating Li Shu's movements, looking up and down at Li Shu, and curled his lips, "What's the matter, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

Li Shu seemed a little caught off guard when she heard the words, her cheeks turned blushing, and the scroll she was holding in her slender hand trembled, but the next second, Cherry's little mouth pouted, then rolled her eyes heavily, and let out a sneer like a lark , "Giggle. It's so funny, who will eat the vinegar of you stinky toad."

"Then it's over, how can I feel sorry for someone I've never met!" Zhu Pingan shrugged and said lightly.

"Who knows what you think in your heart." Li Shu said angrily.

Forget it, the matter has passed, and it is useless to talk about it.

It's past noon now, and the girl Hong Jian has also been handed over to the eldest lady. It is useless to mention any three-point or four-point style to Li Shu. It is unavoidable, but there should be no such thing as stripping and punishing kneeling.

Therefore, Zhu Pingan did not continue on this topic, and it was time to get up after sleeping in bed for a long time.

"Please excuse me, I'm going to get up." Zhu Pingan slightly arched his hands on the bed.

"Who cares to look at you!" Li Shu said coquettishly, and led the little maid out of the room.

Zhu Pingan watched Li Shu and Baozi's maid leave the room, then lifted the quilt, changed, and got out of bed to wash up.After washing up, the feeling of hangover was swept away, and the whole person instantly felt revived with full blood, the long-lost spirit.

It's past noon now, Zhu Ping'an felt a little hungry in his stomach after washing up, and when he was about to go out to find something to eat, he saw Li Shu and the little maid came to the door again. I got a food box.

"My uncle has eaten~~" The little maid of Baozi put the food box on the table like a treasure.

"Thank you."

Zhu Pingan cupped his hands to thank Li Shu and Baozi's little maid, then unceremoniously opened the food box and enjoyed it. The food this time was generally light, and there was also a bowl of rice porridge. Although it was light, the taste was still very good.

"How does it taste?" Li Shu couldn't help but blinked and asked with great interest seeing Zhu Ping'an's delicious food.

"The porridge and side dishes are all so delicious, and the level of cooking in your family has improved again."

Zhu Pingan swept a plate of vegetables into his stomach, not even letting go of the last one, then wiped his mouth slightly, stretched out a thumb, and praised today's lunch full of praise.

"Fortunately, you have vision." Li Shu seemed to be in a much better mood, "My cook is unique, and others don't have such a blessing."

After lunch, Li Shu led the little maid back to the backyard, saying that she was going to see how her aunt dealt with the red paper.

After eating and drinking, Zhu Pingan sat down at the desk and began to practice calligraphy after Li Shu and the little maid of Baozi left.In a few days it will be the Palace Examination. The Palace Examination is different from the Township Examination and the General Examination. After the Provincial Examination and the General Examination, someone will re-copy your test paper and send it for review. Anyway, it will be re-transcribed. Your It doesn't matter if the font is good or bad.But the palace test is different. After you finish answering the papers in the palace test, there is no copying process, and you are directly judged on your original paper. Therefore, in this part of the palace test, your handwriting is particularly important.

Practicing calligraphy is all about persistence. Although one's own calligraphy has already entered the realm of perfection, practicing calligraphy is still indispensable. Practicing calligraphy is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.There is no end to learning, and so is calligraphy practice.Zhu Pingan insists on practicing calligraphy every day, and after a long period of time, he can always improve.When practicing calligraphy this time, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but recall the plaque written by Yan Song that he saw at the Heniantang drug store last time. There is also a sense of righteousness in the font.

It is unbelievable that a treacherous official with a long history has a great reputation.Thinking about it now, people often say that the characters are like the person, which probably can only reflect the mental state of the writer.

According to legend, before Yan Song's death, he struggled to write down the fourteen words "serving the country all his life but being loyal, and following the death of others to tell right from wrong", and died with a stroke of a pen.Probably in Yan Song's heart, he still thinks that he is a righteous and loyal minister and gentleman from the beginning to the end.Yan Song's self-righteous attitude made his words also have a sense of righteousness.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an suddenly realized something, and wrote thick ink, the three characters "He Nian Tang" appeared on the rice paper one by one, which was [-]% similar to the plaque of He Nian Hall.

Sure enough.

Zhu Pingan looked at the font he had imitated and smiled, then continued to write and practice calligraphy, writing the three characters of He Nian Tang five times in a row. In the end, these three characters were nine points similar to the plaque of He Nian Tang.

Similar in shape, similar in spirit.

It was a surprise to realize the skill of imitation by accident.

Zhu Ping burned the rice paper on which he imitated Yan Song's calligraphy, and then started to practice again. This time, he did not imitate Yan Song's calligraphy, but tried to integrate the awe-inspiring righteousness of Yan Song's calligraphy into his own calligraphy, so that After my own calligraphy has flesh and blood, and the spirit of riding the wind and waves, it also carries a sense of righteousness.

Splashing ink, he couldn't stop, until a servant came to report that Mr. Zhang Siwei and Mr. Wang Shizhen, who had seen Zhu Pingan last time, were waiting outside the door at the moment, and Zhu Pingan stopped writing.

Thanks to the person who came, Zhu Pingan went out of the room after cleaning his hands, thought for a while, then turned around and took the fat duck money bag in his arms and walked all the way outside the door.

(End of this chapter)