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Zhu Ping'an naturally didn't take the kid's words to heart. Besides, if Li Shu really married her aunt's family as the kid said, she would be very happy. But now she had to wait for Li Shu to propose to cancel the engagement.
However, the bad behavior of the naughty child still needs to be educated. After all, a tree will not grow straight if it is not pruned, and a person will become a fool if he is not disciplined.
Of course, there is no rush.
Fatty Zhou was originally going to eat at the table of the old lady in the Marquis's mansion, but because of the presence of an outsider like Zhu Ping'an, the old lady let Fatty Zhou eat at Zhu Ping'an's table. After all, "after seven years, men and women sit at different tables and eat from different utensils", so one should still be polite in front of outsiders.
"Who is this sister?" Fatty Zhou noticed Li Shu when he came to Zhu Ping'an's table.
"This is from your third uncle's house. Zijuan, go and put a portion of these dishes on that table. My monkey likes them." The old lady of the Marquis's Mansion just made a casual introduction, and then called the eldest maid beside her and asked her to bring a portion of the dishes that Fatty Zhou liked on their table over.
It seems that Li Shu is not valued by the old lady in this marquis's mansion.
"Oh, it's Sister Shu'er. Well, I haven't seen you for a few years. Sister Shu'er has grown more and more outstanding." Fatty Zhou touched his chin and looked up and down at Li Shu with his small eyes.
"Hello, Brother Yan Zhou." Li Shu had a smile on her face, but she didn't have the slightest fondness for this cousin in her heart.
Fatty Zhou, whose full name is Li Yanzhou, is the legitimate son of Li Tingzhu, the eldest master of the Marquis's Mansion. He is eighteen this year and has been engaged to the third daughter of the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, the legitimate daughter of the second room of the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion.
Soon, Zijuan instructed the maid to divide the food and arrange it neatly again. She walked to the old lady and reported back.
"Well, okay, my monkey must be very eager for the exam. Come and take your seat."
After hearing Zijuan's report that the food had been prepared, the old lady waved her hand and ordered the meal to be served.
He is indeed his grandson. When Fatty Zhou arrived, eight more dishes were added to the table, including shark fin, bird's nest, etc.
In addition to having a lot of food, the mansion was also very grand. For example, when each of them had a meal, there were maids and servants to serve them, and there were also maids holding whisks, rinsing bowls, and towels. When they saw that the master needed something, they would considerately deliver it to him.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an doesn't have that.
There was a lot of food, and Zhu Ping'an didn't hesitate. During those days in the imperial examination hall, he had to rely on the smelly bell, and he couldn't eat well or be full, and he felt nauseous. So now that there was such a sumptuous meal, Zhu Ping'an naturally wouldn't be polite.
The sixth young lady of the Marquis's Mansion glanced at Zhu Ping'an during the meal, and then looked down on him. He is indeed a bumpkin. It seems that he has never eaten before. Although he is not ugly, he eats too much. What a bumpkin!
"You haven't eaten for a few days?" Fatty Zhou, who was sitting opposite, looked at Zhu Ping'an's appetite with a look of disdain on his fat face.
"It's been nine days and seven nights, and I haven't eaten much." Zhu Ping'an put down his chopsticks, swallowed the crystal elbow in his mouth, and replied.
"Nine days and seven nights? What did you do? Why is it nine days and seven nights?" Fatty Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked with some disdain.
This country bumpkin also took seven days and nine nights, just like me in the imperial examination, except that I was taking the imperial examination. I don't know what this country bumpkin did, but he also took seven days and nine nights. The same time. Why do I feel so inferior
Fatty Zhou narrowed his eyes, looking down on Zhu Ping'an. He even felt ashamed that he had the same number of days and nights as Zhu Ping'an.
"The scene of Brother Li kissing me in front of the Imperial Examination Hall is still vaguely echoing in my mind."
Zhu Ping'an picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, savored it for a moment, then looked at Fatty Zhou opposite him and replied with a faint smile.
In front of the Imperial Examination Hall? Kissed
"You are also taking part in the imperial examination?" Fatty Zhou asked in surprise. His voice was a little loud because he was so surprised.
Did you also take part in the examination
The voice was loud and abrupt, and it was hard not to attract attention, so everyone at the table of the old lady in the next door Marquis Mansion heard it clearly. When Fatty Zhou said that the bumpkin also participated in the imperial examination, the old lady and the others at the table were very surprised. They thought Zhu Ping'an was just a poor scholar from the countryside, but they didn't expect that he was a juren who participated in the imperial examination. He didn't look very old, but he was a juren. Judging from his conditions, he certainly couldn't be like Fatty Zhou, whose family paid for the Imperial College through connections, so he could only have passed the exam by himself. Unexpectedly, this bumpkin was actually a juren.
In fact, when the rich man Li sent someone to tell Li Shu that she was engaged, the person made it clear that the man Li Shu was engaged to was a farmer in the countryside, who had just passed the examination for a scholar this year and then passed the examination for a juren. It was just because the wife of the marquis was going to tell Li Shu about her natal son, and when she heard the news that Li Shu was engaged, she was very angry and didn't take the subsequent examination for a juren to heart. She only remembered that the farmer had just passed the examination for a scholar this year.
After hearing what Fatty Zhou said, Li Shu pulled the corners of her lips slightly. She had no appetite at first, but when she looked at the bowl of bird's nest porridge in front of her, her appetite suddenly increased. With her delicate hands, she lightly grasped the end of the spoon, slowly picked up the spoon, and drank only half a spoonful of soup in one gulp without making any sound. Then she wiped her lips with a handkerchief and smiled slightly, seeming to be quite satisfied with the bird's nest porridge.
"Yes, when we were queuing, he was not far behind Brother Li." Zhu Ping'an nodded.
"So how did you do in the exam?" After hearing that Zhu Ping'an also took part in the joint examination, Fatty Zhou thought a little more highly of Zhu Ping'an. At least the disdain in his squinting eyes was not as strong.
"During the exam, I was assigned to the bad group." Zhu Ping'an did not directly answer Fatty Zhou's question.
"Hahaha, then you're in trouble. How can you continue to write in the stinky number? For hundreds of years, no one who has been assigned to the stinky number has passed the exam. People are almost stinking to death in that kind of environment, how can they answer the questions? Hahaha." Fatty Zhou pointed at Zhu Ping'an and laughed with gloating glee. His eyes could not be found due to his laughter, and his disdainful look became even stronger.
It turned out that I was assigned to the stinky number. Then I can forget about passing the imperial examination. For hundreds of years, I have never heard of anyone who passed the exam with the stinky number.
The women at the table of the old lady in the Marquis's mansion looked at Zhu Ping'an with a little more disdain. This unlucky bumpkin, judging from his luck, he can forget about passing the imperial examinations in the future. So what if this bumpkin is a juren? He has no money and no power, so he will have to wait in line for the position of marquis in his next life. A mere juren is nothing in this capital. Ten out of ten people who are hit by a brick will be officials. What is a mere juren
In response to Fatty Zhou's ridicule, Zhu Ping'an just smiled faintly and continued eating.
I can actually eat it! You country bumpkin, you are so shameless!
Miss Li from the Marquis' Mansion curled her lips and rolled her eyes at Zhu Ping'an who was eating as if nothing had happened. (To be continued)