Once Zhu Pingan and his eldest uncle and the others were surrounded by the crowd, murmurs rose and fell.
“Is this the head of yesterday’s case?” Someone in the crowd looked at the drenched Zhu Pingan, the rough clothes and the black wooden board, and couldn’t help but be suspicious, “It can’t be that you guys are working together to trick us.”
“Younger age aside, this image is also”
Along with the sceptical comments of the crowd, the person who had once participated in the Shocking Immortal Poetry Meeting finally recognised the drenched Zhu Pingan, and whispered to the people nearby, saying that that person was indeed Zhu Pingan.
Nonetheless, the murmurs of scepticism were still unending.
Zhu Pingan was like a chicken, not too old, with a simple face, not at all like the suave and elegant look of an imaginary chief of the case, but more like a farmer returning from planting rice seedlings and weeding the grass.
“Gentlemen give way for the time being, let my nephew sit down peacefully.” Eldest uncle Zhu Shouren at this time resumed to become suave again, and waved his hand at the crowd with an extraordinary temperament.
In a murmur, the crowd flashed a way, the eldest uncle Zhu Shouren and a few townspeople pushed Zhu Pingan to place ink, paper and inkstones in front of a few cases, pulling the arm pulling the arm, pressing the shoulder pressing the shoulder, not to be told, will be pressed Zhu Pingan in front of a few cases to sit down.
Ten years of hard study is for you to be jealous?
Zhu Pingan is very disdainful of the behaviour of the crowd, especially the eldest uncle and other people do not have a diamond drill but also take the porcelain work.
Zhu Pingan sat at the table, swept around the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on the eldest uncle and a few townspeople, slightly shook his head, this kind of bloodshed drama, he is really not willing to insert a foot.
“Eh? What does shaking your head mean?”
“Can’t write?”
“Those who sell their names and reputation, it’s hard to live up to their reputation.”
The crowd of onlookers were a little agitated, it was not easy for the female school scholar to promise to take off her veil if she did well in the poem, to show her true colours, but it was a great opportunity, and now that she has lost it again, how can the crowd not be agitated, and they could not help but start to spit.
Zhu Pingan was sitting there, listening to the complaints of the crowd, not surprised, always the same naive and calm appearance.
Just as the crowd was spitting and complaining, a delicate voice was heard from the stage.
“Is this young gentleman the head of the case, Mr Zhu, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
The crowd looked up and saw the icy skinned female school scholar, with lotus steps approaching, slightly lowering her waist to salute with Zhu Pingan.
The female school secretary was so close to herself, the crowd was emotional.
However, they heard a careless, “Oh, nice to meet you.”
Who is it that is so neglectful of our schoolgirl! The crowd was furious, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the fallen chicken called Zhu Pingan was currently arching his two paws.
This person, who is just trying to make a name for himself, can’t write a poem, but he’s so neglectful of our schoolmistress, it’s really intolerable!
“Swine child, uncle is not strong enough to drink, you can compose a poem and ask the female schoolmistress to comment on it.” At this time, the eldest uncle stepped forward, when the anger of the crowd had not yet erupted, he opened his mouth in a serious and righteous manner, with the feeling of an elder giving his juniors a chance to make a name for themselves.
The crowd threw their gazes towards Zhu Pingan once more, and the female school book Mo’er who was standing in front of the stage playfully also blinked her eyes at Zhu Pingan.
The crowd wanted to see how Zhu Pingan would react at this moment.
“I’ve never been good at writing poems and lyrics, so I’m afraid I’ve let Uncle down.” Zhu Pingan shook his head and said indifferently.
The expression on Eldest Uncle’s face was stagnant, not expecting Zhu Pingan to react like this.
“Duke Zhu is too modest, that day at the Amazing Immortal Poetry Conference a farewell was so stunning that our sisters loved to sing it to this day, and the chanting of snow is also unique. Today, when Zhu Gongzi set foot in Drunken Monarch House, why not leave a masterpiece, or let Mo’er talk about it with other sisters in the future, also salty and honourable.”
Pretty standing in front of the stage female school book Mo’er pursed her lips, and again bowed, Ying Ying spoke.
The female school secretary opened her mouth, the crowd naturally supported the scene, so they also followed the chorus.
“That’s right, it’s not as if the case head’s great talent can’t make a poem.”
“Write it quickly, are you looking down on our female schoolmistress?”
“I’ll see who dares to look down on our schoolmistress, even if I have to risk my entire fortune, I’ll go through thick and thin with her.”
The crowd was furious, and all eyes were once again gathered on Zhu Pingan.
This girl intentionally right intentionally put her in a position of weakness, but racked herself up for convenience, holding the crowd hostage to herself.
In fact, I do not blame her, literati and women of the moon are always inseparable, a good poem can make them double their value, continue their aura, improve their status. Liu Yong, for example, had a lifelong love affair with the greenhouses. He was the dream lover of the ladies in the green houses, and it was the dream of all the ladies to sleep with Liu Yong for one night. Whoever Liu Yong wrote for was hot, and those lucky “Yong girls” could be worth ten times more because of one of Liu Yong’s lyrics.
It can be said that this is the prototype of the most primitive subterfuge in the entertainment industry.
But why does she think she can make any good poems?
Zhu Pingan raised his head to look at the female school secretary who stood up and bowed playfully on the stage, and then glanced at the group of angry hormones on the head of the group of heroes.
A woman’s lack of talent is a virtue, and a good woman is boring and uninteresting, so it makes sense that this female school secretary would be sought after.
But it’s just that
This is none of my business.
I’m only thirteen, and I don’t want to be!
“I am young and incompetent, I’m afraid I’ve disappointed you. It would be fine if I were to do eight-legged essay writing, but reciting poems and composing lyrics is not my forte, I’m sorry.” Zhu Pingan rose from his seat, arched his hand and said with a slight apology.
“I’m sorry uncle, I’m sorry all of you, oh yes uncle, all uncles, Ping An wants to return home today, I don’t know what uncle plans to do?” Zhu Pingan arched his hand in a circle towards the surroundings, and then asked his eldest uncle and the others about the return date.
Eldest uncle and a few townspeople looked at each other and all shook their heads before persuading Zhu Pingan to prepare for the examination together.
“Swine son, the courtyard examination is only a few months away, returning home is quite time-consuming, why don’t you prepare for the examination here together for a few months, and then go to the courtyard examination together.”
“That’s right, brother An, an inch of gold can’t buy an inch of time, time is precious.”
Zhu Pingan heard, looked at the eldest uncle and the townspeople, the heart of 10,000 grass mud horse whistling past, you hangover greenhouse people is where the courage to give me that time is valuable, home time, since the county examination so far, have not seen you seriously prepare for the examination, okay!
“The swine are homesick, since your uncles want to prepare for the exams here, then I will go back and pack up a little, and when the sky clears up, I will go home.” Zhu Pingan bowed his hand to his eldest uncle and a few of his fellow villagers, and without taking a second look at the crowd’s sought-after schoolmistress, he was about to turn around and leave.
The schoolgirl standing on the stage seems to be aggrieved and anxious, and the corners of her eyes are moist.
I see the pity, this son is too hateful and annoying!
The crowd was furious, one two a group of people will be Zhu Pingan surrounded, there is a kind of will be Zhu Pingan on the ground stomping tens of thousands of feet to count the end of the momentum.
“It’s fine for this person to look down on us, but to slow down our female school books so much, I really can’t swallow this breath!”
“This person is arrogant to the extreme!”
“Rumour has it that this man is such a fool that he can’t write a poem, so he’s going to hide in his hometown, hahaha, how pathetic and hateful!”
The crowd expressed their indignation one after another, at this time, another voice came, “Zhu Xian Di, this is your fault, the so-called group sentiment is hard to resist, since everyone has said so, you shouldn’t excuse yourself. When you are young and wild, biding your light and keeping your head in the sand is naturally praiseworthy, but what’s wrong with being young and wild once in a while, the sharpness can’t always be hidden in a sword box, otherwise wouldn’t it be a pity to get rusty, so let’s compose a poem today, how about it?”
The voice was familiar, Zhu Pingan looked up and saw a smiling Feng Shanshui slowly walking towards him.
Then another voice came, it was none other than Xia Luoming from Tongcheng who was walking beside Feng Shanshui, “Zhu XianDi, please don’t excuse yourself. Recently, rumours have been spreading that the title of Zhu XianDi’s case is not worthy of its name, saying that Zhu XianDi’s Farewell as well as the Winged Snow were stolen from other people’s hands! Zhu Xian Di is a great talent, how could this be the case, I do not care about this statement. But no matter, a person is light, the rumours are still the same, this time is the time for Zhu XianDi to dispel the rumours, Zhu XianDi don’t excuse yourself.”
What a coincidence!
Zhu Pingan looked at the several people slowly approaching, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked up a naive smile.
“I’ll come and grind ink with you, to compose a poem or not, Xian Di Zhu is free to do as he pleases, if Xian Di Zhu can’t use the ink, he can just splash it directly on my face.” Su Song Feng Shan Shui walked to the table, and then he directly started grinding with his hands, leaving a casual sentence at the end.
Err.
This is more like what you say when toasting: I’ll dry up, feel free, and if you can’t finish it, splash it on my face.
The words have been said to this point, all the people present looked at Zhu Pingan once again, to see how he reacted, if Zhu Pingan really want to go, then a bunch of negative reputation will fall on him, such as being frivolous, neglecting friends, being shameless, fishing for reputation, copying other people’s poems and so on.
The surrounding area was silent, everyone was staring at Zhu Pingan with burning eyes.
“Since that’s the case, then little brother will make an offering.”
Under the gaze of the crowd, Zhu Pingan slowly opened his mouth.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhu Pingan turned around and walked to the table, picked up the brush and dipped it into Feng Shanshui’s well-researched ink, turned to the smoky rice paper on the side, glanced at the female school secretary who was standing on the stage with moist eyes, and slowly opened his mouth, “This poem will be an indemnity to the girl.”
Zhu Pingan just glanced at her, and then lowered his head to run his pen on the rice paper. Feng Shanshui, who was standing next to her with ink, looked on and read out the poem written by Zhu Pingan:
“Mulan Lyrics.”
His voice was clear, his speed of speech was moderate, everyone could hear him, looking at Zhu Ping An wrote out the first line, Feng Shanshui who was standing and watching, his face changed slightly, his voice also had a slight tremor:
“Life is only like the first time you see it.”
This was the first line of the “Mulan Rhetoric”, and the opening lines went right to the bottom of the heart, tugging at the heartstrings!
The people present all changed their faces at the words
