Rise From the Humble

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees. ——Chang Jian in "Tipo Mountain Temple Rear Zen Courtyard"

The Longquan Ancient Temple is indeed as described in Chang Jian's poem. The path between the temple trees and gardens has a unique artistic conception. Zhu Ping'an, who had eaten and drank enough, walked on the path to digest his excessive vegetarian meal and admired the Longquan Ancient Temple.

In the evening, the pilgrims and tourists staying in the temple were all settled one after another. Zhu Pingan took a walk back to the yard and saw the family living next door to him. This was a merchant family named Wang, who lived in two houses.

I don't know whether it was due to negligence by the monks or something else, but the two houses rented by the Wang family happened to be next door to Zhu Pingan's, and were separated by the room where Zhu Pingan lived. The one on the left was occupied by Wang Shanghu and his wife, and the one on the right was the room where the Wang family's daughter rested.

Wang Merchant's family was well-dressed in brocade and silk. Wang Merchant and his wife were about forty years old. After Zhu Pingan arrived, they stepped forward to talk to Zhu Pingan.

The daughter of the Wang family was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an oval face and long and slender eyebrows. She was quite beautiful. However, when she saw Zhu Pingan, who was wearing simple clothes, her eyes slightly turned up, revealing a big white eye. She looked at Zhu Pingan. The poor scholar seemed a little disdainful.

"Master, our family came here to worship Buddha and fulfill our vows. When we checked in, we had a miscommunication with the monks in the temple. Unexpectedly, the master's house happened to be sandwiched in the middle. I wonder if the master could do it conveniently and change rooms with us. It would be good for our family. Take care of one or two. Of course, I won’t let the young master’s work be in vain. A little trifle is not disrespectful.”

As Wang Merchant said, he put a tael of silver into Zhu Ping'an's hand.

"It's vulgar to talk about money in the Pure Land of Buddhism. Changing rooms is just a piece of cake. You're welcome, uncle. Besides, I just want to rest and have to leave tomorrow. It's not rest anywhere." Zhu Ping'an smiled and put the money back in the king's pocket. in the hands of merchants.

"Two days after tomorrow, there will be a grand gathering of the Longquan Temple. Why did the young master leave right after he arrived?" Wang Merchant asked in confusion.

"Oh, I'm going to the capital to take the exam. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet my Buddha." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and opened the door, ready to move things.

"Is it possible that the young master is going to the capital to participate in the Enke Examination?"

Merchant Wang was quick-thinking, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and his attitude became much more enthusiastic. Businessmen are the most well-informed and well-informed. The only examination that will be held in the capital recently is the first Enke examination of this dynasty, and those who will participate in the examination are all Juren.

"Well, let's go to the capital to have a look and learn a lot." Zhu Ping'an replied casually while moving things out.

"Sir, thank you very much for this time. Why don't we have a simple meal together tonight, so we can thank you."

After listening to Zhu Pingan's words. Wang Merchant's attitude instantly became a lot more affectionate. He originally thought that Zhu Pingan was a poor scholar who came here for fun, but he didn't expect that he was actually a scholar who went to the capital to take the exam. Such a young Juren has great potential. Wang Merchant couldn't help but want to make friends and invited Zhu Ping'an to have dinner with him.

"Thank you for your kindness, uncle, but I've already had dinner." Zhu Pingan bowed his hands and declined.

Zhu Pingan had very few things, so he moved them out in just two moves. Wang Merchant swapped his daughter's room with Zhu Ping'an's room, and their family lived together. Zhu Ping'an and Wang Shanghu's daughter's room became neighbors.

This is understandable. It is estimated that Wang Shanghu and his wife want to do some exercise here at night to avoid strangers. Maybe they are coming to the temple to ask for a child.

After changing rooms, Zhu Ping'an went into the room to clean up, and Wang Merchant's family also went into their room to clean up.

When Zhu Ping'an packed up and went out to buy fodder for the black horse, he found that the daughter of the Wang family was wearing a small floral cotton-padded jacket. She was standing at the door of her room with a smile and pursed lips, looking at him with her face painted. She was wearing makeup and her collar was not pulled up on purpose, revealing a piece of snow-white skin. She was leaning against the door as soft and boneless as a beautiful snake.

"Thank you very much, sir. My family has brought a pot and some beef and mutton. You can make shabu-shabu. Sir, please come and have a try."

The daughter of the Wang family pursed her red lips and invited Zhu Pingan with a smile. While speaking, she leaned slightly against the door frame and stretched out her delicate white jade hands, showing off her long-developed figure, adding a bit of charm.

Well

This damn is the legendary seduction.

"Thank you for your kindness, miss. I have already had dinner. Miss, please go and eat." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hand. He said calmly.

"After you've eaten, you can have some more. The shabu-shabu made by my mother is the best."

The daughter of the Wang family looked at Zhu Pingan, her cheeks were flushed, and she pursed her red lips and said, as if she were a little girl, and her voice was charming and naive.

"Thank you for your kindness, girl. I just ate too much in the dining hall. I have to feed the horses, so I'll excuse you."

Zhu Ping'an shook his head and refused again, then turned and walked towards Shamate Dark Horse.

This nerd is really incomprehensible!

The daughter of the Wang family looked at Zhu Pingan's back and stamped her feet slightly. In the house just now, Merchant Wang and his wife and daughter said that the boy next door was a Juren. He also said that the boy was a Juren at a young age and that his future would be unlimited. They hinted intentionally or unintentionally that they should make good friends.

The daughter of the Wang family remembered it in her heart.

That young man is a good judge at a young age. Although he is not as tall as a beautiful tree, he is also honest and honest. He will definitely be someone who knows both coldness and warmth in the future. Moreover, although the young man was dressed plainly, he was very clean, especially his bookish air, which was refreshing to the Wang family daughter who had long heard of the philistine family. As for Juren, how can he suffer from poverty in the future?

Ever since, this made the daughter of the Wang family feel moved, and this was how the scene just happened.

Zhu Ping'an begged fodder from the monks who knew the monks in the temple and fed Shamat's black horse.

After feeding the black horse, Zhu Pingan walked to the door of his room. When he was about to open the door, a red sachet fell from the sky and landed at Zhu Pingan's feet with a snap.

The door to the next door was half open, and the sound of embroidered shoes running back could be heard in the room.

Regarding this, Zhu Ping'an was a little dumbfounded. He bent down to pick up the sachet and placed it gently at the door of the next room. Then he entered his room and closed the door.

When the daughter of the Wang family saw this, she stamped her feet angrily. She thought Zhu Pingan was a nerd who didn't understand the style, but she became even more interested. She planned to quietly throw the sachet into Zhu Pingan's room later.

When Zhu Pingan was lighting an oil lamp in his room and reading a book, he saw a figure walking outside the window. At a glance, he knew that the figure belonged to the daughter of the Wang family.

Wow, isn’t it said that the ancients were reserved and restrained?

Then, Zhu Ping'an heard a small movement at the door. Although it was very light, it was still audible.

At the gap between the door and the ground, a sachet was slowly squeezed in from the outside. The gap in the door was too small, and the sachet couldn't squeeze in for a while.

Hearing a grunt from outside, he put the sachet back as if he had given up.

But the next second, the sachet appeared again. This time it went smoothly. The sachet came in immediately, followed by a chopstick. Well, it turned out that the sachet was pushed in with chopsticks.

It’s really persevering.

Zhu Ping'an looked at the extra chopsticks and sachet in the door, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry.