"It's for the person who wrote the couplet, not for you. You should go to other inns to have a look."
A big store bullies its customers; a big servant bullies his master.
The waiter's impatient words were full of sarcasm, the scholar in the inn who was concentrating on thinking glanced at him with discrimination and contempt, and the two critical hits combined together could cause at least 10,000 points of damage... Generally speaking, faced with such an embarrassing situation, most people would probably cover their faces and walk away in shame.
However, to everyone's surprise, the poor country boy at the door of the inn seemed not to hear the sarcasm of the waiter, nor to understand the discrimination of the crowd. Not only did he not hide his face in shame, but his face was filled with an honest smile, and he said happily:
"Really? That means we have a room."
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What a simple boy!
The people in the lobby of the inn who were concentrating on thinking about the couplet, after hearing Zhu Ping'an's words and looking at the boy with a silly smile at the door, couldn't help but burst into laughter. I think at this moment, the most elegant word they could use to describe the poor country boy at the door was "simple". Of course, judging from their laughing expressions, after racking their brains for a long time and still not being able to come up with the second couplet, their description of the poor boy at the door was more likely to be colloquial: idiot! Stupid x!
The innkeeper almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this and looked at the young man with a silly smile at the door. What the hell, you don't understand what I'm saying, the room I've reserved is not for you!
"The remaining rooms in the store are reserved for people who write couplets. They are not rented out to others. Sir, goodbye, I won't see you off."
The shop assistant became more and more impatient. He looked at Zhu Ping'an, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the door. Although he was smiling, his words were full of sarcasm.
"Really? Then I'll also write a couplet."
Zhu Pingan was holding Shamatte Heima at the door, and he squinted his eyes and spoke. He looked honest and smiling, as if he didn't know what it was to be rejected.
The shop assistant glanced at Zhu Ping'an and rolled his eyes. He exhaled a foul breath with extreme disdain.
you also
Don't use the word "ye" so casually, you will lower the class of the people who are writing couplets in the lobby of the inn! Look at you, you are obviously a country bumpkin, there is no trace of literary air on your body. It's good enough that you can recognize your own name, what's the point of writing couplets. You should know that these couplets are specially collected by our boss from all over the country, and ordinary scholars dare not say that they can write even one of them. You are a country bumpkin, and you dare to say that you can write couplets. I don't even want to expose you for being so arrogant!
"Why, can't we do it now?" The young man at the door looked into the lobby and asked softly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"So what if it's correct? So what if it's not correct? You can't get it right anyway. It's still early, so you should go find another inn."
The shop assistant was very impatient. The lobby was full of talented scholars with high literary accomplishments. If you, a country bumpkin, were allowed to join in the fun, wouldn't that be a humiliation to these distinguished guests? Think about it. Many of these talented scholars in the lobby couldn't even come up with a couplet. If you, a country bumpkin, couldn't come up with a couplet either, wouldn't that mean that these talented scholars were no different from a country bumpkin? No. This kind of thing must not happen.
"That's right." The young man at the door smiled cheerfully, his slightly dark face glowing red, like an ear of simple red sorghum in the field.
You play it!
The shop assistant was angry again, "What are you laughing at? You don't understand what I'm saying. Can you grasp the main point?" I told you to leave, why do you care whether it's correct or not? Well, this poor boy at the door really won't turn back until he hits the wall! Okay, then I'll let you hit it! If you don't want to make it correct, then I'll let you make it correct, but it won't be the six couplets hanging in the lobby of the inn.
"You want to write a couplet, right? You can only write a couplet in the lobby if you can write mine. If you can't, forget about writing the couplet in the lobby. You won't be able to write one even if you try."
The shop assistant looked at Zhu Ping'an and snorted slightly.
The shop assistant also has a few years of education, otherwise he would not be able to work in this inn. The salary of this inn is two or three times that of other inns. The requirement is to know how to read and punctuate. It is also because of a few years of education that this shop assistant can enter this inn. He has only been here for half a year, but the money he earns is enough for others to work hard for two or three years. He can't help but feel a little proud.
"Okay." Zhu Ping'an replied happily, still smiling.
"I open my humble door for you now." The shop assistant snorted and wrote a couplet with an ancient poem as the title.
Actually, this couplet is not difficult at all. It comes from Du Fu's "The Guest Arrives". This is the lower couplet that the shop assistant came up with, and asked Zhu Ping'an to answer the upper couplet. However, he deliberately did not say whether it was the upper couplet or the lower couplet, just to look down on Zhu Ping'an. If you have read poetry, you will know at a glance that this is the half sentence of "The flower path has never been swept for guests, and the door is now opened for you" in Du Fu's "The Guest Arrives". Just say the upper sentence and it will be correct.
After this couplet was written, the shop assistant looked at Zhu Ping'an with disdain and hushed him. The people in the lobby who were thinking hard about the couplet also looked towards the door with boredom, just treating it as a pastime.
"The door is now open for you"
Zhu Pingan led Shamatte Heima and softly chanted the couplet given by the shop assistant. When the shop assistant wanted to say that repetitions did not count as couplets, Zhu Pingan then said the second line:
"Sleep and wake up"
The door is now open for you, wake up and have fun while you are asleep!
As soon as Zhu Ping'an uttered this couplet, everyone in the hall seemed to be acupunctured. They were stunned for a second, and then instantly burst into laughter. Although people in the ancient Ming Dynasty did not know the meaning of the word "high", the word "hi" also had a kind of onomatopoeia and exclamation meaning in ancient times, so they could almost understand this meaning.
The courtyard path covered with flowers and grass has not been cleaned for the guests; the door made of straw was opened today because of your arrival. What a poetic poem, but the seven words "sleep you numb wake up high" are like a pig, instantly destroying the artistic conception like a dog eating shit.
This impact is simply insane.
Of course, the shop assistant who was on the front line of the shock wave suffered the prelude of 10,000 points of damage. He felt like a pile of shit was stuffed into his mouth. When he was about to spit shit on Zhu Ping'an's face, he heard Zhu Ping'an speak again.
"The flower path has never been swept for guests, and the door is now open for you." Zhu Ping'an showed his eight teeth and smiled a standard smile, then continued: "Haha, I think the atmosphere is too serious, just a joke."
With one sentence, the hot shit that the shop assistant was about to spit out was stuffed back into his mouth. (To be continued.)