The rise of the poor

Chapter 382
In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, and information transmission was also very slow.

It has been a few days since Chuanlu released the list. When the capital city was still immersed in the style of Zhuangyuan Kuajie, most of the places outside the capital city did not know the results of the palace examination. More than a hundred messengers rode out from the capital city. Hurry up, and the results of Chuanlu's ranking are still on the way.

On the vast southwestern land of the Ming Dynasty, there is a mountain of Wo Niu rising from the ground, stretching for hundreds of miles. At the foot of the mountain of Wo Niu, there is a small mountain village with beautiful scenery and mountains and rivers. Loquat trees, plant melons and beans in front of the house.

The village is like a paradise, with Woniu Mountain behind the village, clear stream in front of the village, lush trees on the mountain, and abundant fish and shrimp in the water.However, despite the beautiful scenery, judging from the fence walls, thatched huts, and adobe houses in the village, life in the village is far from being rich.

There is a huge old banyan tree in the center of the village, with many branches, winding and towering, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

There are two steles under the old banyan tree, one has been built for several months, and the other is just erected a few days ago. The marks on the stele are all newly carved.The old inscription is "Zhu Ping'anli, a member of the Xinhai Enke Examination Committee in the 30th year of Jiajing", and the new inscription is "Zhu Pingli, a member of the Xinhai Enke Huiyuan in the 30th year of Jiajing".

Although it has been several days since the palace examination passed on the list, the news has not reached this small mountain village, and the small mountain village is still immersed in the news of Zhu Ping'an Zhonghuiyuan in this village.

Under the old banyan tree in the center of the village, many people are standing under the tree, talking gossip. When they gossiping, from time to time, tall horses and horse-drawn carriages pass by here, either entering the village or leaving the village. endlessly.

"Well, this is the No. 18 car today, tsk tsk, this horse has at least this number, it's a pity to pull a cart." An old farmer who squatted on the ground to smoke a pipe, knocked on the root of a tree and knocked on the pot. Looking at the back of a carriage entering the village, I felt a little pity for the tall horse pulling the carriage.

"Old Sixth Uncle, what is this? The day before yesterday I saw two large horse-drawn carts with pure white fur." ​​Another villager leaned against a tree trunk and showed off, "Old Uncle, I'm not bragging for you. , Brother Zhu asked me to help, I went to the carriage to check, there is really not a single hair."

"This old Zhu's family is going to be prosperous. Lang Ping'an is really up to the task. As for Huiyuan, there is only one in the whole country. We dare not even dream about it."

Under the old banyan tree, there was a black and strong man who polished farm tools, looking at the west end of the village, and said enviously.

"You think too much, he is Ping An Lang, who are you? Don't say anything else, just talk about the school valley that Ping An Lang promoted in our village years ago, tsk tsk, even the county magistrate praised our village, you Ping An Lang was only thirteen at the time." The old farmer who had knocked the pipe and pot under the tree root before reinstalled a pipe of tobacco leaves, sat on the root of the tree leaning against the trunk and took a good puff.

After the old farmer finished speaking, everyone responded unanimously.

"That's right, that's right, that boy from my family went to study at Old Master Sun's this year, and our village gave him a load of millet. It is said that there is still a load in summer."

"That's right, the two boys in my family have both gone to elementary school, and they can get two loads at a time. It also saves a lot of trouble at home, and they can learn something. If they can't become a master like Pingan Lang, they can read and count. Good job in town."

Just when people were talking about it, another old farmer came to the west of the village, followed by a big fat dog.

Seeing someone coming, the people under the old banyan tree came to their spirits. This old farmer who came was Uncle Li from the west end of the village. Uncle Li's family lived next to Zhu Ping'an's house, an old neighbor.

"Uncle Li, why are you here all the time, why don't you take your lunch break?" A young man under the banyan tree looked at Uncle Li and asked.

"Sleep for a lunch break. I just lay down when a group of people came from Shouyi's house; just as I was about to close my eyes, another group of people came from Shouyi's house. I finished dinner two days ago, and there are still people coming Well, I can't sleep at all." Uncle Li rubbed his forehead tiredly and walked over, but his face was showing off, as if he couldn't sleep and was so proud.

"Hahaha, Mr. Li, why don't you change your house with mine, my house is Ansheng, and I will keep you sleeping soundly." The young man under the banyan tree joked with a smile.

"It's a good idea, and I won't change it for any amount of money. Have you seen the master Juren, have you seen the magistrate of the county? Have you seen the elder from the Anqing mansion?" Uncle Li blew his gray beard and looked proudly. asked the young man.

The young man shook his head.

"What kind of old man? I haven't seen you before. Let me tell you, sitting on the roof of my house, you can see it for real. Don't tell me, you can't learn the attitude of the old man in a lifetime." Uncle Li said. His face was full of red light, and he even learned to walk two horoscope steps, feeling as if he was possessed by the old man, looking forward and looking at himself with ease.

"Hahaha, Grandpa Li walks like a bastard." Under the banyan tree, a brat in crotch pants pointed at Grandpa Li and laughed.

In the end, he was pushed to the ground by his father and slapped twice.

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to the school when I'm old enough. Anyway, there is a school valley in our village, and the neighboring villages are dumbfounded." Someone persuaded Xiongzi's father.

"Uncle Li, I think you don't want to change houses because Shouyi's family always sends things to your house, such as snacks and fruits, I think you are old enough." Someone laughed.

Uncle Li blew his beard, "What's the matter, didn't Shouyi's family send it to your house? Didn't our village send it to you?"

"That is, that is, the Shouyi family has nothing to say." Everyone nodded.

After chatting for a while, I saw that the big carriage that had just gone to Zhu Ping'an's house in the east of the village came out from the west of the village again, and the driver driving the carriage drove the carriage to the outside of the village.

The big fat dog who was following Uncle Li saw this strange carriage, and couldn't help but get excited, and the momentum of his scabiness also eased, his ears were stunned, and he took two steps forward on four legs.Stretching his neck, he assumed a howling posture.

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In the eyes of everyone, this big fat dog has done its best, its neck has stretched, and its mouth has opened, but it has opened its mouth wide, but it has not made a sound.

Open your mouth dryly, bite dryly, but there is no sound.

After barking twice silently, the big fat dog drooped its ears and lay down at Uncle Li's feet.

"Uncle Li, what's wrong with your idiot, there used to be a stranger who had to be called for a long time, why is there thunder and no rain today?" People asked curiously when they saw this.

"It's nothing, it's just that there have been a lot of people coming recently, and the dog is tired from biting and can't bark anymore."

Uncle Li looked at the big fat dog under his feet, shook his head indifferently, and explained.

(End of this chapter)