Rise From the Humble

When Zhu Ping'an learned that Li Shu had stripped off the red paper that wanted to climb into bed and forced him to kneel down two doors, he was still a little surprised by Li Shu's approach, although this approach was unexpected and reasonable. thing.

This is the Ming Dynasty in feudal society, not the modern era of freedom, democracy and equality. In feudal society, you have to follow the rules of survival in feudal society. A maid is at the bottom of the feudal society. If you want to change your destiny, it is understandable. Climbing into bed is also one of the methods, and it is a high-return investment, but high return means high risk. There are risks in the stock market and you need to be cautious when investing. When you choose to climb out of bed, you have to accept the risks brought about by crawling out of bed.

I understand the truth, but why strip it naked? !

In this kind of feudal society, it is too much to strip girls naked and make them kneel in front of everyone. Even a beating, a heavy fine, etc. would be better than this. To take a step back, at least keep three fig leaves, maybe even invent the bra in advance.

But thinking about Li Shu's past behavior, it's not surprising that she would do something like stripping her naked and forcing her to kneel down.

"By the way, let's keep some fig leaves, right?" Zhu Ping'an looked at Li Shu and said.

"She's the kind of person who is shameless, so she has to be stripped naked to show her shame!" Li Shu said, giving Zhu Ping'an a hard look and looking up and down, "What's the matter, are you pitying the beauty?"

"I'm so sorry." Zhu Ping'an curled his lips, then suddenly looked at Li Shu for two seconds, imitating Li Shu's movements, looking up and down at Li Shu, and raised the corners of his lips, "What's the matter, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

Li Shu seemed to be caught off guard when she heard the words, her cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and the book she was holding in her slender hands trembled. But the next second, Cherry's little mouth pouted, and then she rolled her eyes heavily and let out a lark-like sneer. , "Giggle. It's so funny. Who would be jealous of a stinky toad like you?"

"Then it's over. How can I show pity to someone I've never met before?" Zhu Ping'an shrugged and said calmly.

"Who knows what you are thinking." Li Shu said angrily.

Forget it, it's all over, it's useless to say more.

It is now past noon, and the girl with the red slip has been handed over to the eldest lady. It is useless to suggest any three-point poses, four-point poses, etc. to Li Shu. I think after the red slip was handed over to the eldest lady, although she was punished, It is inevitable, but there should be no more such things as being stripped naked and punished by kneeling.

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

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

"Who cares about you?" Li Shu yelled and led the little maid Baozi out of the room.

After Zhu Ping'an watched Li Shu and Baozi's little maid leave the room, he lifted the quilt, changed his clothes, 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 was now past noon. After washing, Zhu Pingan felt a little hungry in his belly. When he was about to go out to find some food, he saw Li Shu and the little maid Baozi coming to the door again. The little maid Baozi still had a bag in her hand. 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 very much."

Zhu Pingan thanked Li Shu and Baozi's maid, and then he opened the food box without ceremony and started to enjoy it. The food this time was generally light, and there was also a bowl of rice porridge. Although it was light, it still tasted 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 Ping'an swept all the vegetables from the plate into his belly, not even letting go of the last vegetable. Then he wiped his mouth slightly, extended a thumbs up, and praised today's lunch.

"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 provincial 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-copied. Your It doesn't matter if the font is good or bad. But the palace examination is different. After you answer the paper in the palace examination, there is no copying process. You will directly review your original paper. Therefore, in the palace examination, your font is particularly important.

The most important thing in practicing calligraphy is persistence. Although your calligraphy has already gone from being a master to a masterful state, practicing calligraphy is still essential. 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 Ping'an couldn't help but recall the handwritten plaque written by Yan Song that he saw at Heniantang Pharmacy last time. Yan Song was not a good person, but his handwriting was amazing. 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 people, which probably can only reflect the mental state of the writer.

It is said that before Yan Song died, he wrote fourteen words with great difficulty: "I will serve my country with loyalty throughout my life, and I will let others talk about right and wrong when I die." Then he passed away. Probably in Yan Song's heart, he still believed that he was an upright and loyal minister and a gentleman from beginning to end. Yan Song's self-righteous mentality probably gave his words 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 70% 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 appearance and similar in spirit.

It was an unexpected surprise that I realized the skill of imitation by accident.

Zhu Pingan burned the rice paper on which he imitated Yan Song's calligraphy for his calligraphy practice, and then started to practice calligraphy 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 My calligraphy has become flesh and blood, and with the spirit of riding the wind and waves, it also carries a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.

He couldn't stop writing and writing. It wasn't until a boy came over and reported that Mr. Zhang Siwei and Mr. Wang Shizhen, who had visited Zhu Pingan last time, were waiting outside the door at the moment, Zhu Pingan stopped writing.

After thanking the visitor, Zhu Ping'an left the room after washing his hands. After thinking for a moment, he turned back, put the fat duck money bag in his arms and walked out the door.