For some reason, after Zhu Pingan had complimented the Li family’s cook, the atmosphere in the study seemed to have changed for the better, and the belaboured maiden had settled down a lot.
After the atmosphere got better, the little bun maid then asked Zhu Pingan some questions from time to time curiously, such as is a lifer an official, does a lifer not have to pay taxes, is a lifer able to eat in a restaurant without charging money and so on and so forth.
“Do you think you can be an official just because you passed the examination? Do you think you don’t have to pay taxes and serve in the corvée if you pass the examination? Do you think you can eat and wear clothes without worrying? You think you can be an official if you pass the exam?”
Zhu Pingan put down the book in his hand and faced the bun-faced little maid, hooking his lips and saying several rhetorical questions in a row.
The bun-faced little maid, after hearing Zhu Pingan’s question, covered her little mouth with a surprised face, “Isn’t it true?”
“Let me tell you, these are all true.” Zhu Pingan hooked his lips and continued in a teasing tone.
Bun Little Maid
“Stupid girl don’t listen to his nonsense, lifts just have the qualification to be an official, winning and won’t be directly assigned an official position, can’t pass the examination for a jinshi before going to the Ministry of mandarin to sign up for the candidacy, a vacancy has to be lined up with hundreds of people, there is no doorway to line up to the old also can’t be rotated”
The dark girl Li Shu disdainfully skimmed the small mouth, can not turn the three words of the end of the voice pulled a long.
“Then if you line up, you’ll be an official?”
The little bun maid puffed up her mouth with an incredulous face. The Zhu Pingan in front of him used to be just a cowherd brat, the clothes and food were not as good as his own, this is only a few years ah, the cowherd boy can be an official.
That is not the point well!
The dark belly girl hatefully glared at the bun little maid, the bun little maid was bewildered and subconsciously shrunk her head, not understanding why her own young lady was glaring at herself.
Seeing this, Zhu Pingan faintly smiled, and then lowered his head again to continue reading his book.
The years were quiet, and the study was quiet, except for the occasional silver bell-like laughter of the belaboured maiden as she read Yi Tian Tu Zhi Zhi Zhi.
Time left a lingering ink scent in the book, Zhu Pingan was reading intently on the desk, and the dark girl was also sitting quietly reading. The sunlight that shone through the window shone on the two, showering them with a golden glow, just like a golden girl.
On the side of the bored snacking buns little maid painting dozed off, her little chubby hand resting on her chin. Small head is still a little by little, with the pendulum like, finally in a nod of the little fat hand did not support the chin, small head fell on the table, issued a “thud” sound. Breaking the silence of the study room.
Zhu Pingan is concentrating on reading the book by this sound startled, will shift the line of sight from the book to one side of the poor buns covering the chin little maid, and then looked out the window, I do not know when, outside the window, the red haze has been dyed red half of the sky.
Time is getting late, it’s time to go home.
Zhu Pingan got up and started to organise his school bag, putting the books into the bag.
On the other side of the ventriloquist girl, she glared hard at a certain pathetic little bun maid.
After collecting the books, Zhu Pingan said goodbye to the ventriloquist maiden and the others. Crossbodying his book bag, he left the Li family in a sunset glow.
Shortly after Zhu Pingan left, the belly-black girl, Li Shu, went behind the bookshelf and casually flipped through the books on the shelf, slowly pacing to the side in front of the bookshelf where the biographies of celebrities were placed, and casually took a few biographies written by the people of the time from it.
The books chosen by the dark girl were all held by the little bun maid, a total of six books, all of which were very thin booklets, respectively “Gan Luo Biography”, “Huo Yan Biography”, “Kong Rong Biography”, “Wang Rong Biography”, “Sima Guang Biography”, “Yang Ting He Biography”.
“Go and summon Wang Xiao Er here, then go to the back kitchen to arrange for dinner. Miss I want to eat something light today, so watch and let them do it.” After choosing the six books, the dark-hearted young girl stopped her hands and instructed the little bun maid who was holding the books at the side.
“Okay miss.”
The bun little maid held the books and placed them on the desk. Then pawed her skirt and ran all the way out of the study.
“Big brother Wang,” the bun little maid called out as she trotted all the way to the stables in the front yard.
Soon, Wang Xiao Er came to the study, bowed at the door and waited for the belly black girl to command.
“Here, send those biographies to my father fast and furious, you need to read more books even in business. Well, if the lord doesn’t read them, let someone read them to my father at night.”
The dark girl Li Shu casually pointed at the six biographies on the desk and commanded Wang Xiao Er carelessly, but the cold light in her eyes let Wang Xiao Er know that this command from her own young lady was very important.
“Honoured to obey Missy’s command, I’ll take the horse and go.” Wang Xiao Er answered respectfully and prepared to go to the desk to fetch the book.
“Wait a moment.” The dark-hearted maiden waved her hand.
Wang Xiao Er stood still in response, bending over and standing motionless at the doorway.
The Ventriloquist Maiden took the pen and ink on the desk, found a fine milled brush and dipped it into the ink, flipped open one of the celebrity biographies, and dropped the brush on the white space on the back of the first page of the front cover.
The words written on the book by the ventriloquist girl turned out to be almost exactly the same as the font of the body of this biography, and if the ink had not not yet dried, it would really make people think that these words were originally there.
What the dark maiden landed on the back cover was a proverb:
I would rather deceive a white-bearded male.
Don’t cheat a poor young man;
One day the dragon will wear the phoenix.
I don’t believe in wearing a hole in my trousers for the rest of my life.
After writing this proverb on this biography, the belly girl nodded and said it very casually so that it would look more comfortable.
After writing, the dark girl took another book, after which she also inscribed a sentence, the font is also exactly the same as the font of the body of this biography, the inscription is also in the right place, not at all abrupt:
Thirty years east of the river,thirty years west of the river; Wu Bai two rise, the sky as a mystery.
Then the other four biographies, the belly girl also added a sentence or two on the back of the cover page, all in exactly the same font as the main text, in order of the following verses:
“Towards the end of his life he was a field house lang, towards the end of his life he ascended to the Hall of Heavenly Sons; generals have no seed, men should be self-reliant.”
“A young man must study diligently, and articles may establish his character; a dynasty full of vermilion and purple is full of scholars.”
“Since I was a child I have learnt a lot, my ambition is high; others carry swords, but I have a pen like a sword.”
“Don’t say that the Confucian crown is wrong, poetry and books will not be a burden to people; if you can reach the world, you can also improve your body.”
After writing all the six biographies, Li Shu, the dark girl, put down the brush in her hand, then summoned Wang Xiao Er, who was standing in the doorway with a bow, to the table, and pointed at the back of the cover page of one of the biographies to ask a question carelessly:
“Look, are the words I just wrote and the words in the main text exactly the same?”
“If it wasn’t for Miss reminding me, Xiao Er would have thought that these words were there in the first place.” Wang Xiao Er bent down and said.
“Well, I’m relieved that you’re doing something, go, remember to work more and talk less at the master’s place.” The dark belly maiden waved her hand.
“Junior understands.” Wang Xiao Er nodded vigorously, put the biography away and bent down to exit the study.
“Let’s return as well.”
After Wang Xiao Er left, Li Shu, the dark maiden, said to the old mum and other small maids who were serving in the study, and walked out of the study, and the others followed the dark maid out of the study towards the backyard.
