"Why, are you scared? It's too late to be scared now. What were you doing before?"
The girl of about seventeen or eighteen heard this and looked at Zhu Ping'an with a sneer on her face, as if she had caught Zhu Ping'an's tail.
"Today, I have to say this here to let everyone see what kind of wolfish ambitions you have as a new student. It's great to be young and promising, it's great to pass the exam to become a scholar at a young age, you can use our success to gain respect, you can wantonly look down on us sisters... I want to see if your instructors will intervene."
The girl, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, was very aggressive and pressed forward step by step, with her voice rising two octaves.
Zhu Pingan really didn't know what to say. This girl was too involved, and she was talking as if she had done something that was hated by heaven and people, and was very emotional. Zhu Pingan knew that communicating with her at this time was like playing the lute to a cow, and would only be a waste of words.
Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, then looked at the red-eyed girl with a horse bun next to him and asked softly, "Miss, where are you coming from? What happened? Why are you blocking me here? Have I done anything to humiliate you?"
The girl with a bun on her head said nothing, but just shook her head with red eyes.
Looking at the reaction of the girl with the falling horse bun, Zhu Ping'an was speechless. You were very lively before, why do you seem so lively now? Do you know why you look like I am threatening you? You are giving people misunderstanding.
Sure enough, the 17 or 18-year-old girl got angry on the spot, "Why are you threatening my sister?"
Zhu Pingan was speechless for a while, "You saw me threatening her with your eyes. I didn't say a single harsh word, okay?"
"Girl, although silence is golden, now is not the time to keep silent. If you don't speak up, I'm afraid your sister will tear me to pieces. If there is any misunderstanding between you and me, you might as well speak out." Zhu Ping'an didn't want to escalate the situation, so he lowered his attitude, bowed to the red-eyed girl, and his tone became more polite.
"Sister, let's go. He didn't do anything to me. I was just emotionally disturbed by the scene. It has nothing to do with him."
The girl with red eyes glanced at Zhu Ping'an, then walked to the girl of about seventeen or eighteen, held her arm and pulled her towards the other side of the Qinhuai River.
"Thank you, young lady, for your righteous words." Zhu Ping'an bowed to express his gratitude and was about to leave.
"You are stupid! For such a beast in human skin, why would you do that? Have you forgotten the lesson from Sister Taohong?"
The girl of about seventeen or eighteen shook off the red-eyed girl's arm, glared at her with disappointment, and then called out to Zhu Ping'an again.
This woman must be suffering from paranoia!
"What's wrong? Hasn't it been explained clearly just now?!" Zhu Ping'an was helpless.
"What's your attitude? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when bullying poor women like us?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was 100% dissatisfied with Zhu Ping'an's attitude.
It’s strange, why does this girl think that she was the one bullying the red-eyed girl
But no matter what, we can't stay here anymore. Some students are already looking over here.
"The girl said that I bullied you, so I will just treat it as if I bullied you. I apologize here. We will say goodbye now."
After Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he apologized, bowed, and walked straight away from the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall.
After Zhu Ping'an had walked more than ten steps and was not far from the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall, he was stopped by the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with an angry look on her face.
"Hey, stop right there. What do you mean? Just treat it as bullying. Did I wrong you or did I wrong you?"
The girl was aggressive. She seemed to be greatly humiliated, her eyes were wide open, and she pointed at Zhu Ping'an's nose with one hand, spitting out saliva.
"That's right. Although I don't dare to call myself an upright gentleman, I am definitely not a mean person who dares not admit his actions. I don't think I have done anything to let you down." Zhu Pingan responded calmly and confidently, "If there is no fact and no evidence, please move aside, young lady. I have something else to do."
"You... just wait!" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was furious, and then dragged the red-eyed girl to Zhu Ping'an.
"Hurry up and tell me, Susu. You've heard how shameless this man is. Why are you still protecting him? Tell me now, and don't say anything that has nothing to do with him. I saw you crying on the bed for a long time. You used to be the happy pill of our building, and I've never seen you cry." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl pulled the red-eyed girl in front of her and half-coaxed and half-urged her to tell her Zhu Ping'an's crimes.
The girl of about seventeen or eighteen urged him, and Zhu Pingan was also looking at her. In this atmosphere, the red-eyed girl told him what happened in the morning with a slight cry.
"Did you hear me? I just went to buy student uniforms. This is the one I'm wearing. I haven't done anything to let her down." Zhu Ping'an spread his hands.
"You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you! Although you didn't do anything to offend my sister, your every action and every word expresses your contempt and disdain! You are so noble, why do you look down on us! My sister was kind enough to help you trim your clothes, and this is how you repay her! Do you know how sad you are?"
The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was completely different from Zhu Ping'an, but perhaps because they shared the same suffering, they were very indignant about the experience of the red-eyed girl, and even more dissatisfied with Zhu Ping'an's behavior of looking down on them.
"Does it mean I'm despising her if I don't let her trim her clothes?" Zhu Ping'an smiled. "Don't you think your standard of despising her is too broad?"
"Otherwise, why don't you let my sister trim your clothes?" the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl asked again.
"Why should I ask her to trim her clothes?" Zhu Ping'an asked back.
"You..." The 17 or 18-year-old girl was startled by the question, and then she accused Zhu Ping'an without caring about anything, "Anyway, you look down on us!"
Then it seemed to go back to the beginning.
"You look down on us, you despise us. We are self-reliant and we don't steal or rob. What gives you the right to do that?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl repeatedly questioned, becoming a little emotional.
"I say it again, I don't look down on you, I just don't like places of entertainment. At best, we are just people with different ideals and cannot work together." Zhu Ping'an shook his head and denied it.
"You talk nicely, but deep down you still look down on us." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was determined not to give in on this issue.
"I said, I just don't seem to like the worldly places! People with different ideals cannot work together." Zhu Ping'an repeated.
"You say on the surface that you don't like prostitution and that we can't work together because we have different ideologies, but the fact is that you still look down on us." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl sneered.
"There are three thousand great ways, and there is no distinction between high and low. It's just that the ways are different. Everyone has his own way. I won't judge." Zhu Ping'an shook his head.
"Then what is your Tao?" asked the girl of seventeen or eighteen.
"** is everyone's temple. No matter what is enshrined in it, it should be kept strong, beautiful and clean." Zhu Pingan said lightly.
Hearing this, the girl of about seventeen or eighteen was stunned for a long time, and the girl with red eyes started crying again.
"So you want to become a monk?!" the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl sneered.
"Cleanliness is not abstinence, it just means not being promiscuous. In the future, I will have a wife and concubine to enjoy the happiness. Besides, I am still young and don't understand the customs and romance. What's wrong with not liking romantic places?" Zhu Ping'an
"What you said makes a lot of sense. But what about us? How can we stay clean in that kind of place? If we are not happy or laughing, and no matter what we eat or drink, our mother will not let us go. Have you ever thought about it?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with resentment.
"Yes, that's why I have never looked down on you." Zhu Ping'an nodded sincerely.
"Have you thought about it? Then what do you think we should do according to your opinion?" asked the girl of seventeen or eighteen.
"There is no good plan." Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly.
"If you don't have the ability, don't interfere in other people's lives!"
The girl of about seventeen or eighteen sneered.
"What you said is very true, young lady. I appreciate your advice. If there is nothing else, we will say goodbye now." Zhu Ping'an ignored the girl's sarcasm and turned to leave after bowing.
"Hey, stop." The girl of about seventeen or eighteen called out to Zhu Pingan again.
"Miss, what else do you want?" Zhu Ping'an stopped and asked.
"What's the matter? Although you said you didn't look down on us, my sister cried for most of the day because of what you did. Tell me, how are you going to compensate her?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl looked at Zhu Ping'an and said.
Why does it feel like a scam
Zhu Ping'an looked at the girl of about seventeen or eighteen speechlessly.
"Sister, let's go back." The red-eyed girl hugged the arm of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and was about to leave.
"Are you a new student admitted this year?" The girl, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, stood firmly, not allowing the red-eyed girl to pull her even a little, and asked Zhu Ping'an at the same time.
Zhu Pingan nodded.
"Since you are a new student, I won't make it difficult for you. In a few days, it will be the day for the beauty contest on the Qinhuai River. Write a poem for my sister to add to her popularity. If it's well written, then this matter will be over. Otherwise, I will not let it go." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl had a gleam in her eyes and looked at Zhu Ping'an with burning eyes.
Perhaps this was the purpose of the girl blocking him. Zhu Pingan listened to the words of the 17-18-year-old girl and speculated. Why did the selection of the oiran seem so ridiculous? It seemed that every history book was inseparable from this topic. I didn't expect that I would encounter it. Really, I have never been to a brothel, and this kind of thing actually happened to me. It was really speechless.
"Why? Are you unhappy?" The girl, about seventeen or eighteen, raised her eyebrows, feeling a little excited.
"I'm not good at writing poetry," Zhu Ping'an shook his head and refused, not wanting to get involved at all. "I have the will but not the strength, please forgive me." (To be continued) The Rise of the Poor in the Gentlemen's Gathering Hall
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