The rise of the poor

Chapter 80
Except that one day a person found me and asked me if I was Zhu Pingan for no reason, and after getting a positive answer from me, I forced myself a 20 taels of silver ticket.

The days in Huaining County were so ordinary: practicing calligraphy and reading in the early morning, looking for a snack when returning from the street, trying to make eight-part essays on the Four Books and Five Classics every morning, and in the afternoon, I remembered the Qing Dynasty eight-part essays that I had seen and remembered in my previous life. The text arbitrarily turned out a few articles to learn.

Time passed by like this, and there were less than five days left before the boy's test.

This morning, Zhu Ping'an was about to go out to the riverside to practice calligraphy as usual, but was stopped by someone from behind when he was about to leave the inn.

This familiar voice, you don't need to ask to know that it is the uncle Zhu Shouren.

"Uncle, good morning." Zhu Ping'an turned to say hello.

"Why did you get up early this year?" Uncle Zhu Shouren asked in surprise when he saw Zhu Ping'an at the gate while walking among a group of students.

Why did I get up early today?Uncle Zhu Shouren's remarks made Zhu Ping'an speechless. Why did I get up early today, I get up early every day.I was seen by you today. Usually, you are still sleeping.

"As the exam is approaching, I feel uneasy. I woke up early to find a quiet place to read." Zhu Ping'an patted his schoolbag and replied.

The other students who walked with the uncle responded with laughter to Zhu Ping'an, who was bitten by a snake and heard the bird's chirping. This silly boy will have to take the exam in five days, and only then did he start reading. What's the use of eggs.

"Angel is gone. Today on the third day of the second month, Wenquxing was born. People who are full of poetry and books all over the world will go to the Confucius Temple to worship Wenquxing and go to high school incense."

Some of the fellow students showed sympathy for Zhu Ping'an, a stupid child who was cramming himself. Seeing that the poor boy who lived in the firewood house didn't go to worship on Wenquxing's birthday, he still wanted to crawl and watch jokes. , Wenquxing's birthday, if you don't go to kneel and you still want to hug Buddha's feet, wait and get kicked.Unable to bear it, he opened his mouth to pull Zhu Ping'an and went to Wenchang Temple to offer incense and worship.

Uncle Zhu Shouren also wanted to show his mind to support the younger generation among the students, so he continued, "Now you are reading books and cradling Buddha's feet, you might as well go to the Confucius Temple to put on a stick of incense to soak up the blessings of Confucius and Wenquxing, don't worry about money The matter, the money, the uncle has given out with you."

Then Zhu Ping'an saw the uncle put five copper coins in his hand as if cutting flesh.

What about sending beggars?

Zhu Ping'an looked at the five cents in his hand, dumbfounded, [-] grass and mud horses were galloping, and it was only five cents. Why did he say it so righteously.When will reading become a cramming, you go to the temple to worship incense and worship it is the real cramming.

Then, Zhu Ping'an was carried into the Confucian Temple by this group of students, and he had to solve the problem as he walked.

In addition to Confucius Temple, there are also temples of Wenquxing.The red sun is just rising, and the temple is full of incense and people talking about it. 90.00% of the people are students and scholars. Just like before the annual college entrance examination in modern times, these students and scholars regard worshiping Confucius and Wenqu stars as a The important thing before the exam, I pray that I can pass the exam in one fell swoop and honor my ancestors.

If there is incense in the Confucian Temple, there will be a temple blessing, and if there is a temple blessing, there will be a lottery and lottery.After worshiping and attending high school incense, these students gathered around a few temple blessings who had drawn lots to ask about their future.

Miaozhu dresses as a master of the Tao, wears a robe, keeps a mustache, and recites words with his fingertips.

Uncle Zhu Shouren drew a lottery ticket and spent a hundred cents to ask the temple Zhu to cancel the lottery. After receiving the money, the temple Zhu said for a moment that the lottery was on the lottery. His face flushed, and he put out fifty pennies and temple blessings.

Nima, there are ten times more people who can give a lottery to a person than my own nephew. When you give it to me, it's like cutting meat. When you give it to a temple blessing, you don't even blink your eyes.

Uncle, worthy of uncle.

Everyone in the entourage also congratulated Uncle Zhu Shouren, as if the uncle was already a high school scholar.

The others also drew lots one by one and paid hundreds of dollars to cancel the lottery. Most of them were either on or on the lottery.

Zhu Ping'an was with them, and only put a stick of incense on Sage Kong and Wenquxing, and stood at the end without the intention of going to the temple to draw lots.

Temple Zhu Ping'an was on the rise. Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was standing there motionless, he could not help but walk to Zhu Ping'an with the merit box and shake it.

All the students smiled and stood aside, waiting to see how Zhu Ping'an, the poor boy living in the woodshed, would respond.

"Master, it's amazing to be rich." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile, he didn't mean to spend [-] yuan to cancel the signing, but [-] yuan would take Zhu's father to drive the ox cart all day, why would he want to spend [-] yuan to listen to it? The temple wishes nonsense.

When the temple Zhu heard the words, a black line appeared on his face.

"Dead wood cannot be carved"

"Impossible"

The students onlookers expressed deep contempt and ridicule for Zhu Ping'an's behavior.Wen Quxing unwrapped a lottery in front of the star, giving his boy a good omen, but this silly boy was so stingy.

Miaozhu is also a well-informed person, and naturally he is not willing to be slaughtered in Zhu Ping'an, otherwise how can he do business in the future, so he twists his beard and preaches with the appearance of a master:

"The lottery and the money are like a fishing rod and a basket of fish, a fishing rod and a basket of fish, which one do you choose?"

"I want a basket of fish." Zhu Ping'an replied without thinking.

"Donor, it's superficial. It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Do you understand this principle? After you eat the fish, it's gone. You can catch a lot of fish with a fishing rod, and it can last a lifetime! The song is also a lottery." In simple terms and concise, the truth is that it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him how to fish. It is about to be signed, and I believe this business is in order.

At this moment, Miaozhu looked at the admiring eyes of the audience, and was very proud, and was about to put out the reason for the lottery and money in one go.Who knew that before he finished speaking, he heard Han Housheng in front of him speak.

"I want a basket of fish and sell it. I can buy a few rods. I can keep one for myself, and I can sell the extra rods to others."

Wearing a Taoist robe and having a deep face, the temple congratulations are like swallowing a fly. At this moment, his inner thoughts must be: Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, you play, Pindao doesn't want to talk to you.

"Sven sweeps the floor."

"Dead wood cannot be carved."

The surrounding students began to criticize Zhu Ping'an's behavior and words one after another, and were dissatisfied with Zhu Ping's interpretation of the classic sentences.

"What I said just now was a joke. Ping'an's words are nothing like this, just because he is shy." Zhu Ping'an was a bachelor at this time, and he was not embarrassed to explain to everyone.

At this time, it's like all the students want to swallow flies. How can you admit that you are so shy?

(End of this chapter)