After a silent night, Zhu Ping'an woke up on time at dawn, washed up quickly, and went to the Taihu Lake with his things as usual.
Uncle and others did not return home all night last night, and they have not returned this morning. Even if they come back, they will only catch up on sleep, so Zhu Ping'an plans to practice calligraphy and read in the morning by the Taihu Lake as usual, and then discuss with his uncle and others when he returns.
Arriving at the Taihu Lake, Zhu Pingan found a spot on the Taihu Lake embankment, laid some hay as a cushion, and sat down facing the surging Taihu Lake water. He placed the black board on his legs and used it when the waves hit the lake embankment. He reached out and dipped the brush into the waves and moved the brush on the black board. Placing the black board on your legs is not as comfortable as writing on a boulder, but it is also a form of exercise. Life will never go along the route you set, and plans often cannot keep up with changes. Don't be disappointed at this time, but face it bravely.
Looking at the surging water of Taihu Lake beneath his feet and listening to the sound of waves hitting the lake embankment, the words written by Zhu Ping'an also have a bit more vigor.
The generous Taihu Lake gave me another gift before I left.
Zhu Ping'an practiced calligraphy for a long time, but he didn't see the sun rise. Looking towards the east, he felt confused, as if the weather was going to change today.
Although there was no sun, visibility was gradually improving. Zhu Pingan put away the black board and brush and leaned against a tree trunk to read. The Four Books annotated by Zhu Xi are not so obscure as long as you understand them from his point of view. In fact, since Zhu Pingan was a child, he has read not only Zhu Xi's annotated version of the Four Books and Five Classics, but also other people's annotated versions. However, it is still the Four Books annotated by Zhu Xi that makes him feel good to read. If you consider his character, it is even more interesting to read. An old man who keeps yelling about preserving the laws of nature and eliminating human desires is impeached by the censor for seducing nuns as concubines and cheating on his daughter-in-law. It's also drunk. It's very interesting to think about it. Nuns, haha, Master Zhu also has a uniform control.
Therefore, the more you read the Four Books and Five Classics with annotations by Zhu Xi, the more interesting it becomes.
Zhu Ping'an was sitting on the lakeshore, staring into the distance. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his forehead. He looked up and saw that the sky was already gloomy.
It seems to be raining.
While the rain was not heavy, Zhu Ping'an collected the books and put them in his schoolbag, then walked towards the inn with the black wooden board.
In the lobby of the inn, he ordered a side dish, a dish of braised beef, two steamed buns, and a bowl of rice porridge, then found a seat by the window and waited for the waiter to bring breakfast. It was raining heavily outside, and there was wind, which occasionally hit the paper-pasted window with raindrops. The lobby of the inn seemed a bit stuffy, so Zhu Pingan opened a corner of the window to let the wind and rain blow in.
"Sir, would you like to change seats?" When the waiter brought the breakfast ordered by Zhu Ping'an, he saw the wind blowing the rain onto the table and asked.
"Don't bother, it's fine like this." Zhu Ping'an shook his head. He didn't mind the raindrops on the table, which was just enough to alleviate the stuffiness in the lobby.
"Please enjoy your meal, sir."
Seeing that Zhu Ping'an insisted, the shop assistant didn't say much, but just placed the food a little further inside to avoid the raindrops.
When Zhu Ping'an was eating happily, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps outside. Looking up, he saw a villager stumbling in. When he saw Zhu Ping'an eating in the lobby, he ran towards him as if he had seen a savior.
"Ang'er, come quickly, follow me to Zuijun Tower." Without saying anything, the villager pulled Zhu Ping'an out with a steamed bun still stuffed in his mouth.
"Uncle Wang, what happened?" Zhu Ping'an didn't react for a moment.
"Come with me and you'll know. Come on, hurry up." The villager pulled Zhu Ping'an and was about to walk out of the inn.
"Wait, I haven't paid for my meal yet." Zhu Ping'an said, and took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and waved in the direction of the shop assistant.
"Ang'er, hurry up, stop counting." The villager urged him again and again. Seeing that Zhu Ping'an still wanted to count the money and hand it to the waiter, he stuffed all the money in Zhu Ping'an's hand into the waiter's hand without saying a word. Then, regardless of whether the money was a lot or a little, he pulled Zhu Ping'an out of the inn and walked in one direction against the wind and rain.
"Uncle Wang, what happened?" Zhu Ping'an was being dragged around in the wind and rain, and couldn't help but ask again, what happened? He was so anxious that he didn't even let him go back to get an umbrella. He was almost soaked.
"There's no time to talk. You'll know once we get to Zuijun Tower. Let's hurry. Your uncle is waiting for you." The villager surnamed Wang didn't bother to explain the reason to Zhu Ping'an in detail. He just panted and pulled Zhu Ping'an forward without stopping.
Well
Could it be that my uncle caused trouble in Zuijunlou
Zuijunlou, why does this name sound so strange, it can’t be some kind of brothel.
At the urging of the villagers, Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to run with them, carrying his schoolbag across his shoulder and holding the black board. His clothes were soaked by the rain and stuck to his body, which was uncomfortable. The temperature was still a little low at this time, and he felt even more wet and cold.
Why does it feel a bit far away, and this place seems a bit remote, and I am more and more certain that Zuijunlou is not a good place. Uncle is really, taking the family's hard-earned money and not taking it seriously. If you are going to take the exam, you should just prepare for the college entrance examination seriously, but you just follow others to indulge in poetry, wine and tea.
After passing through an alley, you can see rows of high-eaves and low walls appearing in the rain ahead. The area in front of this row of high-eaves and low walls is extremely lively. Even on rainy days, there are people coming and going, and sedan chairs are constantly coming and going.
The closer they got, the stronger the pungent smell in the air became. The wind and rain brought over the soft and crisp laughter of the women. The villager who was pulling her to run quickly finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was raining, there were several women in front of the high eaves and low walls, holding antique paper umbrellas, smiling and welcoming every visitor in the wind and rain. Looking at their deliberately loose dresses, their uncontrollable giggles, and their charming and seductive expressions, I knew that my guess was right, this was indeed a place of fireworks.
Zuijunlou, is being drunk in the land of tenderness!
Seeing the villagers walking into Zuijunlou with familiarity, I knew they were regulars here.
Preparing for the college entrance examination
It’s no wonder that you keep failing the college entrance examination since you’re making fun of it like this.