"Zihou was a noble young man, like a good tree in a nursery, which is commendable, but a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; a pile that stands out on the shore will be washed away by the current; if one's behavior is superior to others, the crowd will certainly criticize him; if he is frivolous and willful, I am afraid that even if he has great talents, he will not have the opportunity to display them. You must know that a gentleman hides his talents and waits for the right time to act. Therefore, today, your teacher will give you eight words, which you must keep in mind: keep a low profile and be careful in what you say and do."
"Zihou, do not worry about the memorials. Even if there are storms, the foundation will not be damaged..."
... ...
Since Zhu Ping'an proposed the "transforming a tiger into a dragon" suggestion, Xu Jie has been more appreciative of Zhu Ping'an, and his words have become more intimate. Zhu Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the test today. Maybe it won't show much effect now, but when Xu Jie overthrows Yan Song, it will definitely be of great benefit to him.
Of course, we still have to walk our own path in life, but if the wind is strong enough to carry us to the sky, why not take advantage of it? As Lei Jun, the founder of Xiaomi, said: A pig standing on the right wind can also fly.
I have the advantage of being familiar with history. When it comes to finding the right opportunity, I believe there are few people in the Ming Dynasty who can compare with me.
Zhu Ping'an stayed in Xu Jie's house for more than an hour, mostly listening to Xu Jie's teachings, until the steward of Xu's house came to tell Xu Jie that someone from the palace had come to urge Qingci, and Zhu Ping'an's visit came to an end.
"Well, Your Majesty, the matter is important and there is a long time to come. If Zihou has nothing to do in the future, you can come to me anytime without a visiting card, either in my humble abode or in the court room. There is no need to be formal." After hearing the steward's reminder, Xu Jie smiled and said to Zhu Ping'an kindly.
How could this young man receive such care from the master? As far as I can remember, Master Zhang only received this kind of treatment after visiting him several times. This young man only paid a formal visit to the master once, and he received this kind of treatment.
I must remember this little adult. Those who can be cared for by the adult are not ordinary people.
The steward next to him looked at Zhu Ping'an twice more and memorized his appearance and name. Later, he told the servants and the doorman in the mansion that next time this young master came to the house, he could just invite him into the mansion and not neglect him.
"Teacher..." Zhu Pingan was so excited that he couldn't control himself after hearing this. He bowed deeply to Xu Jie with great joy. He was so excited that he seemed to not know how to express it in words. After a long while, he said, "I will remember this. I will take my leave now."
Seeing this, Xu Jie nodded, smiled and comforted Zhu Ping'an, and sent Zhu Ping'an to the door of the reception room.
"Zihou, if you have time, you might as well go and visit Lord Yan..." Xu Jie watched Zhu Ping'an leave at the door and gave him a meaningful reminder.
"Students will remember this." Zhu Ping'an nodded in response.
Visit Yan Song
Yan Song, Yan Shifan, Miss Yan II, Li Niang... Zhu Ping'an thought about it, turned around and left with a wry smile.
As summer begins, the days get longer. When I left Xu's house, the sun was still hanging in the west, but the light had become much softer, and the temperature in the air had dropped a bit. Cicadas were still calling tirelessly on the trees on both sides of Huaishu Hutong, cicada, cicada... ...
After walking out of Huaishu Hutong, Zhu Pingan remembered that the black horse was still tied in the stable of the Hanlin Academy, so he went around to the Hanlin Academy to get the black horse. At this time, all the colleagues in the Hanlin Academy had already gone off work, and only the clerks on duty bowed to Zhu Pingan when they saw him coming. Zhu Pingan waved his hand and let them go, then he led the black horse, left the Hanlin Academy, got on the horse, and went all the way back to Linhuai Marquis Mansion.
When Zhu Ping'an was riding back to Linhuai Marquis Mansion, a few shrewd people followed him from a distance on the road he had to pass. They stopped in front of a tavern, whispered to each other for a while, then went into the tavern, took out a handful of change, shouted at the boss to serve some wine and meat, and started to eat and drink like a loser.
When I returned to Linhuai Marquis Mansion, the sun's rays had become softer, and the sunlight seemed to be dyed with color, becoming more and more golden.
"My uncle is safe and sound."
"Good luck, uncle."
The two little girls at the door of Tingyuxuan saw Zhu Pingan coming back from afar, and they put their hands on their left knees, bowed their heads and greeted him.
"Well, hello, go and do your work, don't worry about me." Zhu Ping'an nodded to the two of them and walked into Tingyu Pavilion.
"Oh, my country bumpkin brother-in-law is here..."
"Shh, keep your voice down, and don't call my brother-in-law a bumpkin..."
When Zhu Ping'an walked into Tingyuxuan, he heard the voices of the naughty kid and Niu Niu coming from Tingyuxuan's bedroom. He couldn't help but smiled and shook his head and walked in.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered, I saw the naughty kid, with food he brought back from home stuffed in his mouth. His little mouth was greasy, and the fat kid was holding the bone of a smoked rabbit leg in his hand.
There was not a single piece of meat on the rabbit leg bone, and it was obvious that all the meat had been eaten by the naughty kid.
Seeing Zhu Ping'an coming in, the naughty kid tried hard to swallow the rabbit meat in his mouth, and hid the rabbit leg bone with his chubby little hand. As a result, there was too much meat in his mouth. Although he tried hard to swallow it, he almost choked himself to death, and his eyes rolled back...
There was an open jar of pickled cucumbers on the table... ... Obviously the naughty kids had eaten a lot of them... ...
faint
Zhu Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. This naughty kid ate so much and wasn't afraid of getting full. The pickled cucumbers were so salty and he didn't even know to drink some water.
"Is it delicious? Come and have some water."
Zhu Ping'an asked with a smile, walked to the table, added some hot water into the teapot, poured a cup of tea for the naughty child, and invited the naughty child to come over and drink water.
"Burp... I don't want to. Who knows if you put poison in the tea." The naughty kid held a grudge against Zhu Ping'an's mocking look when he came in. He puffed up his cheeks, hugged his fat paws to his chest, and tapped the ground with his toes, looking arrogant and asking for a beating.
"There was no poison in the tea..." Zhu Ping'an stretched out the last syllable, then curled the corners of his lips in a malicious way, lowered his voice, and said in an exaggerated hoarseness, "But a bottle of 'Hanxiao Banbudian' was put into the rabbit meat."
"Oh, you may not know what Hanxiao Banbudian is. It is the world's most bizarre poison. It is made of honey, Sichuan Fritillary Bulbs, Platycodon grandiflorum, and Tianshan Snow Lotus. It does not need to be refrigerated and has no preservatives. In addition to its strong toxicity, it tastes delicious, especially when paired with smoked rabbit meat..."
"But after eating it, you must not laugh or take a single step, otherwise your blood will flow backwards, you will go crazy, and your whole body will explode..."
Zhu Pingan lowered his voice, made an explosion gesture, and uttered a blasting sound...
"ah!... ... "
The naughty kid believed it and his face turned pale. He stretched out his fat paw to touch his throat and started to vomit hard. He wanted to spit out the rabbit meat he had just eaten, but it was already in his stomach. He could only stick out his tongue but couldn't spit out even the hair.
“Hahaha…” Zhu Ping’an couldn’t help but laugh when he saw this. This naughty kid is so silly that he is so cute.
"You... ... humph!" The naughty kid finally realized that he had been tricked, and glared at Zhu Ping'an several times like a fat toad.