Rise From the Humble

Strike while the iron was hot, Zhu Pingan sat by the Taihu Lake leaning on a stone after the old man left, carefully flipping through the copybooks given by the old man.

When I opened this copybook for the first time, I felt like a solitary boat sailing through the wind and waves in the sea, and every word came alive like a mirror image. Zhu Pingan leaned on the stone, while studying carefully, while stretching out his fingers to figure out the structure of the brush.

Unknowingly, the sky was already bright, and the shouts of the fishermen in the lake were heard all the way.

Zhu Pingan looked up at the sun rising into the sky, and his stomach grunted at the right time, so he reluctantly accepted the copybook, got up and put the copybook in his schoolbag, packed his things again, and walked towards the inn with the black wooden board in his hands go.

When passing by the street, I was attracted by the aroma of a shop that made "Micha meat" snacks, so I went to the shop with a black wooden board, asked the boss for a portion of Micha meat and a bowl of rice porridge, and paid for it. Sit in the store and wait patiently.

It didn't take long before the store delivered a serving of steaming Micha meat. Zhu Pingan took a sip and moved his index finger regardless of the burning of his mouth. The powder absorbs oil and has a special fragrance, which is fragrant but not greasy.

"Shopkeeper, please make another copy and take it away." Zhu Pingan called the storekeeper and paid again.

"Okay, I'll make it for you when you eat 70% or 80% of it, and it will be hot when you take it home." The shop owner said after taking the money, thinking about Zhu Ping'an.

"It's time to work over there." Zhu Ping'an nodded in satisfaction.

"My lord, you're being polite." The shopkeeper said with a smile, and went to entertain other diners.

Sitting at the table, Zhu Pingan savored the Micha meat carefully, and occasionally took a sip of hot porridge.

While Zhu Ping'an was enjoying his breakfast, several diners dressed as businessmen entered the store with angry expressions on their faces. After each ordered a portion of Micha meat and a few seasonal side dishes, they discussed with righteous indignation up.

"Those damn Japanese slaves are coming to invade the coast again!"

"Who said it wasn't, the last time was a few years ago, I received a letter from Fei Ge this morning about these damn pickles, and I didn't know that two carts of raw silk were robbed, and even two shop assistants were almost murdered !"

"I'm not bad. I was ill for two days on the way, so I happened to escape. Hey, these small countries should be killed by Master Xing."

The diners at the table next to him asked with concern after hearing the words, where did they suffer from the Japanese pirates again.

"This time it's Suzhou Mansion, which is also in Southern Zhili. Our Anqing Mansion is farther away from the sea, and it's still a good place. Let me tell you, those Japanese slaves are stepping on wooden boards with bald heads and bare feet, talking birdsong, He is vicious, eats human flesh raw, especially loves to eat human liver."

"Although there are not many Japanese slaves, they are ruthless and ruthless. They scrape the ground three feet, which is really miserable."

The diners listening nearby couldn't help gasping, secretly thankful that they were in Anqing Mansion, if it was Suzhou Mansion, they would be in bad luck.

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't eat anymore! A wave of depression surged in my heart, and it took a long time to dissipate.

Japanese pirates, devils, almost forgot about these scumbags! offal!

The Japanese pirate riots in the Ming Dynasty were second only to the Japanese invaders in modern times, and they were the heinous crimes committed by this small country in the land of China.

The Japanese pirates ravaged in the Ming Dynasty because of its own country. At this time, the island country of Japan was in its Warring States period, and warlords from all over the country were fighting endlessly. In this small country, even if there is a small village, they dare to call themselves lords and conquer each other. . The Japanese refugees, rogues and dilapidated samurai who lost their families, lost their land, and lost their lords set their greedy eyes on the land of China on the other side of the sea, and came here on Japanese ships for their lives! Of course, the pirates and smugglers along the southeast coast of my country also participated in the pirates. They worked hand in hand with the pirates and invaded the land of China on a large scale, burning, killing, and looting for decades.

Zhu Pingan's hatred for Japanese pirates far exceeds that of people in this era. They have only experienced Japanese pirates. No one knows the heinous crimes committed by that small country hundreds of years later in the land of China. insult.

Now after hearing the news of Japanese pirates raging along the coast, Zhu Ping'an couldn't hide his indignation, and almost had the urge to abandon his pen and join the army. But thinking that I am just a weak scholar, with no strength to restrain a chicken, abandoning my pen and joining the army may only add a bloodstain to the Japanese sword, so I put out this thought.

Thinking about it again, so what about a scholar, he can also strategize, his pen is like a sword, and he has a thousand years of accumulation, and he can fully grasp the experience accumulated with the blood of Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou and national heroes more than a hundred years later.

Platform, I need a platform, I am just a mountain villager now, no matter how ambitious and experienced, I have nowhere to use it.

As a result, he thought about the imperial examination even more. He was named on the gold list, and the black yarn was the top. He was in charge of the coastal side, even a county, and he had to do his best to kill the Japanese slaves and protect the industrious and kind-hearted people. It would be better if the platform is bigger. I don't mind a "black ship incident" at this time. It is said that the island country is rich in silver, and it seems that women are not bad. Well, I think too much, and it is a bit unrealistic. Let's lay a solid foundation with poetry and books.

After eating in a hurry, I took away the Micha meat packed by the store, and left in a hurry. When I arrived at the inn earlier, I could read more books for a while, and I would have more confidence in getting the gold list title.

Pedestrians on the street were mostly talking about Suzhou Mansion in twos and threes. When they were about to arrive at the inn, Zhu Pingan met Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Su Song Feng Shanshui and others.

"Good morning, gentlemen." Zhu Pingan greeted from a distance.

Tongcheng Xia Luoming just nodded slightly, but did not speak.

"Oh, so it's Brother Zhu Xian, uh, Brother Xian bought another food." Su Song Feng Shanshui bowed back, saw the Micha meat in Zhu Ping'an's hand with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but nodded, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth smile.

The people in the company naturally thought of Zhu Ping'an's title of rice bucket, and some people couldn't help laughing.

"After the exam yesterday, it's rare to relax. Why don't you go to Jingxian Tower with us to drink a few glasses of thin wine." Su Songfeng Shanshui invited.

"I won't bother you, I still have food in my hand." Zhu Pingan shook the Micha meat in his hand and said with a silly smile.

"In that case, let's leave now." Su Song, Feng Shanshui and the others bid farewell.

Zhu Pingan also made a gesture of invitation, watching Xia Luoming, Feng Shanshui and others laughing and talking all the way to Jingxian Tower, as if they had never heard the rumors of Japanese pirates invading Suzhou Mansion.

Back at the inn, the uncle Zhu Shouren and others in the lobby were also drinking and laughing at a table. Zhu Pingan didn't bother them, and walked through the lobby with Micha meat and walked to the residence.