The full text of "Presented to Magistrate Zhou" is 32 words long, written in one stroke like a dragon.
It took only a few breaths from the time Zhu Pingan stood up to the time he finished writing. When Zhu Pingan picked up the pen to write, Captain Zhang stuffed a handful of boiled peanuts into his mouth with a spoon. When Zhu Pingan finished writing, Captain Zhang had not yet finished chewing the peanuts in his mouth.
What? Not writing anymore?!
When Zhu Ping'an put away his brush and put it back on the pen holder, Captain Zhang was stunned while chewing peanuts. What's going on? Isn't Mr. Zhu a well-known top scholar in the capital? Why did he stop writing after picking up the brush for two strokes? Is he unable to write? No way? ! Logically speaking, isn't it as easy for a top scholar to write poems and paint as for us to drink and eat meat? !
Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to be unable to continue writing halfway through. Wouldn't this be a blow to my reputation as the top scholar? If it were me, I would have to bite the bullet and finish writing.
"Master Zhu, please have some tea and take a break before writing..."
Captain Zhang was very perceptive. He stood up and poured a cup of tea, giving Zhu Pingan a way out. He never thought that Zhu Pingan had finished writing. In his opinion, literati pay attention to deliberation when writing poems and lyrics. Once a poem is written, it will be cold. For example, Lord Fuzun was like this. Once he came to see Lord Fuzun for something, and Lord Fuzun was writing a poem at the time, so he asked him to wait for a while. As a result, he waited for a long time...
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Just as Captain Zhang handed the teacup to Zhu Ping'an, he glanced at the rice paper on the table, then his whole body was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his whole body felt like he had been electrocuted.
Suddenly, on the rice paper, a poem "Presented to Prefect Zhou" appeared in front of him. Just 32 words, like riding the wind and waves, with a sense of righteousness, almost bursting out of the paper.
"Mr. Zhu, this is written too fast!" Captain Zhang almost threw away the teacup he was holding, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Will it be quick?" Zhu Ping'an took the teacup handed to him by Captain Zhang, said thank you, then touched the back of his head and asked.
"Of course it's fast. If you don't believe me, just ask the governor... Sir..." Captain Zhang nodded vigorously and turned to Governor Zhou.
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Captain Zhang turned his head and almost swallowed the words in his mouth. He saw that Prefect Zhou seemed to have suffered a stroke. He stared at the poem "Presented to Prefect Zhou" on the table with burning eyes and muttered to himself.
"The sun sets with my sorrow, and the end of the world is just around the corner. Zihou, you and I share the sorrow of being stranded in this world. We are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless? I have been away from home for more than ten years, and every time the moon is full, I can't help but feel homesick."
"Fallen petals are not heartless, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers... These two lines are even more wonderful. Although he is in the pain of separation, his heart to serve the country and the people remains unchanged. Zihou's line echoes Lu Fangweng's 'Fallen petals turn into mud and turn into dust, but the fragrance remains the same', which further shows his heart to do his best for the country and the people. This poem by Zihou is very good, very good..."
"Zihou's poem is full of pearls, and it will surely be remembered for generations. However, I, Zhou, am ashamed that I am not worthy of this masterpiece. Zihou, please change the title of the poem."
Zhou Houjie looked at Zhu Ping'an's poem "Presented to Prefect Zhou" with burning eyes and praised it highly. He compared Zhu Ping'an's poem with Lu You's "Bosuan Zi: Ode to the Plum Blossom", and secretly admired Zhu Ping'an's poem more.
"He deserves it. If Lord Zhou doesn't deserve it, who else can?" Zhu Ping'an said at the right time.
The poem "Appoint Zhou the Prefect" comes from "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai - Vast Sorrow of Parting as the Sun Sets" by Gong Zizhen, a poet of the late Qing Dynasty. It is just a change of the name of the poem. The Qingci poem "Talents are recruited regardless of their background" that Zhu Ping'an wrote when he took part in the imperial examination was adapted from another "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" by Gong Zizhen.
This poem was written by Gong Zizhen when he left Beijing. It expresses his aspirations through objects, and turns his feelings of parting into his ambition to serve his country and his spirit of dedication. Zhou Houjie just talked about the nostalgia for leaving his hometown and the ambition to serve his country, and the two are very similar, which immediately drew this poem out of Zhu Ping'an's mind.
"Zihou, don't flatter me. I still have self-knowledge. Without mentioning the previous dynasty, let's just talk about the Ming Dynasty today. There are countless people who are more worthy of this poem than me, Zhou Houjie. Zihou, don't underestimate the people in the world. A few days ago, when I was gathering with some classmates, I heard from a classmate who was an imperial censor about a county magistrate in Chun'an named Hai Rui. My classmate praised him highly. Out of curiosity, I asked him in detail for a while and learned several stories about County Magistrate Hai. I deeply agree with him. This man is several times more honest than me." Zhou Houjie waved his hand and cited the example of Hai Rui.
When Zhu Ping'an heard Hai Rui's name, he was a little surprised. It turned out that Hai Rui was already famous at that time, and his fame had even spread to the capital. It was true that good wine needs no bush.
"What's wrong, Zihou?" Zhou Houjie asked when he saw this.
"Oh, this is the County Magistrate Hai that your Excellency mentioned. Ping An met him once on his way back to Beijing from his hometown Xiahe." Zhu Ping'an explained as he filled the teapot with tea for Zhou Houjie and Captain Zhang.
"Oh, tell me about it." Zhou Houjie became interested.
"It was like this, when Ping An was sailing down the Yangtze River..." Zhu Ping An simply recounted the scene at that time...
While Zhu Ping'an and his friends were having dinner, the hunter Liu Dadao, holding a bundle tightly like a miser, walked into a pawnshop not far from the Shuntian Prefecture government office.
When Liu Dadao walked into the pawnshop, a man who looked like a manager followed quietly from behind. It was a manager of the Zhao Mansion in Beibingmasi Hutong. He followed Liu Dadao into the pawnshop stealthily.
There is a huge round "Pawn" character on the outer wall of the pawnshop. The layout inside is somewhat similar to that of a money house. The counter is a row of single rooms. The court clerk sits in the isolated single room, leaving only a willow wood window for transactions with customers.
Chaofeng was the manager of the pawnshop who was responsible for identification and appraisal. Because the counter of the pawnshop was high, people who came to pawn their items had to hold them up and hand them to them through the window, just like "going to court to pay homage to the emperor", so it was called Chaofeng.
"Boss, please take a look and see how much it is worth." Liu Dadao stuffed the bundle in front of Zhang Chaofeng through the window as if he was presenting a treasure, as if there was some treasure inside.
"Put it down gently, let me see."
Zhang Chaofeng took it carefully and picked up a horn-framed magnifying glass from the table. This magnifying glass was purchased by the boss from the red-haired "Falangji" people. It was very expensive, and Zhang Chaofeng only used it when identifying precious objects.
The shopkeeper has been in charge of the pawnshop for more than ten years. He is very good at observing people's words and expressions and can roughly guess the value of the pawned items from their expressions. At this moment, seeing Liu Dadao's nervous expression as he treasured the item, he thought it was a family heirloom of this country bumpkin's family, so he used a keratin-frame magnifying glass.
However, when the shopkeeper was extremely prepared and opened the bundle, his eyes rolled back and he was almost fainted by the smoke!
Caught off guard!
A strong smell of foot odor hit me in the face, so strong that it was intoxicating!
"Are you taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in Tongfeng Pawnshop? You are here to trick me with a bundle of old shoes?!" Zhang Chaofeng's face turned pale from the vexation. He questioned Liu Dadao angrily and wished he could stuff all the shoes in the bundle into Liu Dadao's mouth.
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That's right, it was this bag of broken shoes, and the master ordered that they must be taken at all costs. The manager of the Zhao Mansion, who was pretending to pawn something at another window, glanced over here and was relieved to see that he had not lost the target.