The night was silent, waking up on time at the break of dawn, Zhu Pingan took a little wash and went to the Taihu Lake with his things as usual.
Last night, the eldest uncle and other people did not return all night, this morning has not yet returned, even if they come back will only make up sleep, so Zhu Pingan is ready to as usual in the Taihu Lake side of the practice, reading in the morning, and then go back to discuss with the eldest uncle and other people.
Taihu Lake is different from the past, today seems to be some small nature, the lake surface in the past flat like a mirror, today is to set off waves higher than a wave, as if the Taihu Lake there is a giant oar in the wind and waves. Lakeshore are extended forward a few metres, the boulders have been immersed in the lake in the past practice morning reading.
The Taihu Lake embankment stood still, allowing one wave to cover another.
Zhu Pingan found a spot on the Taihu Lake embankment, padded it with some hay, and sat down against the churning waters of the Taihu Lake at his feet. Putting the black wooden board on his lap, he used it when the waves hit the lake embankment, reached out and dipped the brush into the waves, transporting the brush on the black wooden board. The black wooden board on his lap was not as comfortable as writing on a boulder, but it was an exercise. Life is always not in accordance with the route you set forward, plans are often unable to catch up with the changes, this time do not lose, brave to face.
Looking at the churning waters of the Taihu Lake under his feet, listening to the sound of the waves lapping against the lake embankment, Zhu Pingan’s words under his pen also gained a little more vigour.
The generous Taihu Lake has given itself another gift on its way out.
Zhu Pingan practiced for a long time, and did not see the sun rise, looking to the east, intuitively chaotic, it seems that today seems to change the sky.
But although there is no sun, but the visibility is also gradually high, Zhu Pingan collected the black wooden board and brush, leaning against a tree trunk to read. Zhu Zi’s Four Books were not that obscure as long as they were understood from his starting point. In fact, Zhu Pingan had read not only Zhu Zi’s version of the Four Books and the Five Classics since he had learnt from Mengxue, but there were also other people’s versions of the Four Books, but Zhu Zi’s Four Books were the ones that made him feel comfortable reading them. If you consider his character, it is even more interesting to read.
An old man who all day long wailed about the survival of heavenly justice and the destruction of human desires, and as a result was impeached by the royal historian for seducing nuns as concubines and pickpocketing their daughters-in-law, it’s interesting to imagine. Perhaps there is an element of Zhu Xi being persecuted by his political opponents, but it seems that many people believe that Zhu Xi’s character is very bad, after all, with Zhu Xi’s status at that time, there should be no one to sue for forgery, and the old man Zhu also admitted that he took a nun as a favourite concubine.
Therefore, the more you look at the Four Books and Five Classics with Zhu Xi doing the annotation, the more interesting it is to read.
Zhu Pingan sat on the lakeshore and looked out, suddenly felt a cold forehead, looked up and saw that the sky was already cloudy.
It seemed to be raining.
Taking advantage of the fact that the rain was still not too heavy, Zhu Pingan collected his books and put them in his bag, and walked towards the inn with the black wooden board in his hand.
After ordering a plate of small dishes, a plate of beef with sauce, two steamed buns, and a bowl of rice porridge in the lobby of the inn, he found a seat by the window and waited for the shopkeeper to bring breakfast. Outside, the rain was gradually getting heavier, and there was also wind, and from time to time, the wind with raindrops slapped the papier-mâché windows. The lobby of the inn seemed a bit stuffy and dry, so Zhu Pingan opened a corner of the window to let the wind and rain blow in.
“Sir, may I change my seat.” The shop boy inquired when he brought over the breakfast that Zhu Pingan had ordered and saw that there was wind blowing the rain on the table.
“Don’t bother, this is fine.” Zhu Pingan shook his head, not minding the fact that there were raindrops on the table, just enough to temper the stuffy dryness of the lobby.
“Please enjoy your meal, sir.”
Seeing Zhu Pingan’s insistence, the shop boy did not say anything more, but just placed the meal in a position that was a little bit inward to avoid the raindrops.
As Zhu Pingan was eating sweetly, he heard a burst of errant footsteps outside and looked up to see a countryman stumbling in, seeing Zhu Pingan eating in the lobby, he ran straight over as if he had seen a saviour.
“Brother An, quick, quickly follow me to Drunken Monarch House.” Without any further ado, the townsman pulled Zhu Pingan, whose mouth was still stuffed with steamed buns, outside.
“Uncle Wang, what’s going on?” Zhu Pingan did not react for a moment.
“Come with me and you’ll know, quick, quicker.” The countryman pulled Zhu Pingan and was about to head out of the inn.
“Wait, I haven’t paid for my meal yet.” Zhu Pingan then said, so he took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and waved in the direction of the shopkeeper.
“Brother An, hurry up, don’t count it.” The villager couldn’t help but urge the shopkeeper repeatedly, seeing that Zhu Pingan still wanted to count the money and hand it to the shopkeeper, so without a second thought, he shoved all the money in Zhu Pingan’s hand into the shopkeeper’s hand, and then, regardless of whether the money was too much or too little, pulled Zhu Pingan and rushed straight out of the inn, heading in one direction against the wind and rain.
“Uncle Wang, what’s going on?” Zhu Pingan was pulled to roll in the wind and rain, could not help but ask once again, what exactly is the matter, so anxious, even an umbrella is not allowed to go back to get it, this is all going to become a soup chicken.
“There is no time to say, wait until the drunken gentleman building a look will know, we faster, your uncle is still waiting.” Wang surnamed townspeople also do not care to give Zhu Pingan detailed reasons, gasping for breath without stopping, pulling Zhu Pingan on the way forward.
Eh?
It couldn’t be that his eldest uncle had caused trouble at Drunken Master’s House, could it?
Drunken King’s House, why does the name sound so strange? It can’t be some kind of fireworks place.
Zhu Pingan in the townspeople’s urging, can only crossbody schoolbag, clamped black wooden board with it all the way to run wildly. Clothes on the body, has all been wet by the rain, sticking to the body is very difficult, this time the temperature is still a little low, more and more feel the body wet and cold difficult.
How to feel the distance is a bit far, and this place seems to be a bit remote, more and more sure that this drunken gentleman building is not a good place. Uncle is also really, take the family’s hard-earned money is not serious, to catch the examination to catch the examination, you are seriously prepared to review the hospital test got, but also follow others to follow the flowers and snow poetry and wine tea.
Through an alley, you see the rain curtain ahead, rows of high eaves and low walls appear in the line of sight, the stone road rain splash splash in the distance to extend to.
This row of high eaves and low walls in front of the exceptionally lively, only to see people coming and going, sedan chair to and fro.
The closer you get, the more pungent the scent in the air becomes. The wind and rain sent women or soft or clear chanting and laughing, pulling themselves to run to the townspeople, at this moment finally relieved.
Although it is raining, but in front of the high eaves and low walls there are a number of women, playing the antique paper umbrella, in the wind and rain laugh and greet every visitor. Look at their intentionally loose skirts and shirts, can’t stop laughing, as well as fragrant and flirtatious expression, it is known that his guess must be right, this is really some kind of fireworks place.
Drunken Monarch House, is drunk on tenderness, right?
Looking at the way the townspeople walked into the Drunken Monarch Building with ease, one would know that they were all regulars here.
Preparing for the court exams?
Joking around with the Academy Exam like that, no wonder you guys failed the exams repeatedly.
