Chapter 116： on the way

Chapter 116 on the road

The ancient chariots and horses are a bit similar to the current transportation company. The next day, when the sky was dark, Zhu Pingan checked out of the guest room, left the inn with his luggage and went straight to the chariots and horses.

Arriving at the carriage and horse shop, he handed over the engraved horse card he received yesterday to the person in charge of the carriage and horse shop, and then he was assigned to a carriage. There is a quota of four people in a carriage, and there is already a potbellied businessman on the carriage. Seeing Zhu Pingan coming up with a bag, he offered to help out, chatted with Zhu Pingan with a smile, and got to know him briefly. , when he learned that Zhu Ping'an was a scholar who came to Anqing Mansion to take part in the government examination, the potbellied businessman showed more respect on his face.

After a while, another young man dressed in fair clothes came up on the carriage, holding a folding fan, with a look of drunkenness on his face.

After this person got into the car, for a while he disliked Zhu Pingan's luggage was too big and took up space, and for a while he disliked the fat merchant's smell too much.

Before waiting for the fourth passenger in the carriage, the convoy had already set off. There are a total of five carriages in the convoy, with about seventeen or eighteen passengers. Each carriage has a charioteer, and the entire convoy has five strong men who act as guards and serve as replacement chariots for a short time.

After the carriage set off, the well-dressed young man in Zhu Pingan's carriage complained again that he disliked the carriage and horse shop and only provided one horse for the carriage, saying that his family had two horses and three horse-drawn carriages, so fat merchants were just easy-going He smiled, his eyes showed a little disdain.

The son of heaven drives six, the princes drive five, the ministers drive four, the officials three, the scholars two, and the common people one. Two horses and three horses, who are you?

Zhu Ping'an only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking like a simple and honest scholar.

The shock absorption measures of the ancient carriage were not done well, and the road was uneven, so the carriage shook quite badly. This made Zhu Pingan give up his plan to read in the carriage, and just closed his eyes and rested his mind to recollect the poems and books he had read silently.

Not to mention that the merchant is good at dancing with sleeves, after walking in the carriage for less than an hour, the fat merchant got along with the young man with an overly drunk face, but the two of them talked mostly about drunken women and modern times. Similarly, men just talk about this easy topic.

Zhu Ping'an is not a pedantic person, he has experienced a lot in modern times, and he doesn't feel any disgust.

The carriage travels during the day and rests at night. Of course, there is almost an hour of eating and resting time in the middle of the day.

The chariot and horse trade will provide simple food. Of course, you need to spend money to buy it. You don’t need to spend more. You only need five yuan to get two cakes and a bowl of broth, which can fill your stomach full. After eating, he leaned on the carriage and sat on the grass. He asked about how to get off the carriage, and got the answer that he would rest here for more than half an hour before continuing on his way.

It was still early, so Zhu Pingan opened the schoolbag he was carrying across his body, took out a book, and began to read slowly.

"Yo, I'm still a scholar. What's the use of reading? It can't be used as food or money. Seeing how you dress, you must not have much money. You are really useless. You are a scholar."

The young man in the same car seemed to be full of disdain for the scholar. Seeing Zhu Pingan sitting on the grass and leaning on the wheel to read a book, he couldn't help but sneered.

Zhu Ping'an shifted his gaze from the book to the young man with an overwhelmed face, glanced at it, hummed casually, and then lowered his head to read the book again.

The drunk young man didn't seem to expect that he said that to the boy who read the book. The boy just hummed and then didn't continue. This kid couldn't be stupid when he read books. Could it be that my contempt wasn't obvious enough?

"There is a poor scholar near my mansion. Do you know how to be a scholar? Just by looking at you, you can tell that you are far from a scholar. But even if you pass the exam, what can you do? You have no money to make connections, except for the stinky airs of a scholar. , what else can you do? Those who won the exams are all from wealthy families, and the imperial examinations are just to deceive poor scholars like you."

"What is the use of reading"

The drunken young people continued to hit Zhu Pingan, full of resentment towards the scholars. This man was like Tang Monk, chattering endlessly, and the fat merchant who was resting aside tried to persuade him twice but failed. It feels like the Monkey King of the Moonlight Box who said not to hit the flowers and plants in the classroom, and it is also like the modern Baiyuan brother who keeps talking about a hundred yuan and does not give me good or bad, which makes people unable to continue reading. .

So, Zhu Pingan raised his head, looked at him quietly, and said slowly:

"Thousands of prosperity in the world, just do it, I will worship the peach blossoms with wine, and I will be paired with gold, jade, and beautiful horses, and I will lose to the red beans and cinnabar between my eyebrows."

The young man was stunned, puzzled.

It’s no wonder you understand it. This is the classical Chinese version of the modern catchphrase “You play it, I just want to be a quiet and handsome man”.

Zhu Pingan glanced at him again, shook his head slightly, did not give him a chance to speak, and started talking on his own:

"Although you have been belittling reading and ridiculing the use of reading, how can this cover up your identity as a scholar?"

"That's right, I'm talking about you. Looking at your slightly darkened lips, you must have the habit of licking the tip of the pen with your lips when you grind ink and write."

"I see that your right sleeve is worn, it should be worn when reading and writing."

"You have such deep resentment towards studying, it should be because you failed in this scientific examination."

"You have yearning and resentment for the rich and famous family, I'm afraid you were born in a poor family, um, maybe you are quite interested in a young lady from a certain family, but Luo Hua is intentional and ruthless, and the hope of failing the scientific examination this time is also slim. "

"The smell of alcohol on your body is heavy, it should be caused by using alcohol to relieve your worries, well, there is also a strong smell of powder, which is slightly pungent, so the quality is not high, I guess the person who is with you recently should be a bad woman. "

"The three armies can win the commander and the man can't lose the ambition. Get up from where you fall. If you fail, come back."

Every time Zhu Pingan said a word, the face of the overly drunk young man withered a little, and in the end, the young man took off his disguise, from a proud young man to a frustrated and down-to-earth scholar.

"Well, it's been a cold window for thirteen years, and it hurts to fail every year." The young man who was too drunk sighed in despair, without the slightest fighting spirit, "After failing this year, a certain vowed never to touch poetry and books, and went home to sell himself The rich family wants to feed themselves."

He is also a poor person who was hurt by the imperial examination. Zhu Pingan couldn't help but think of those scholars who were depressed and sad when they read the rankings.

So, Zhu Pingan got up, closed the scroll, shook his head slightly, and said, "Although I am young, I also understand the truth that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a thousand miles cannot be reached without accumulating steps. Persistence always has the hope of success, If you give up, there is no chance."

The down-and-out scholar glanced at Zhu Ping'an, sighed and said, "You are still young, this is just the first time you failed the ranking, how can you understand the pain of my failure eight times?"

Zhu Pingan looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and said lightly:

"Where there is a will, there is a way, and the boat is broken, and the hundred and two Qin Pass will eventually belong to Chu;

The painstaking efforts pay off, and three thousand victories can swallow Wu. "

Hearing the words, the desolate young man seemed to have been struck by lightning. He suddenly raised his head to look at Zhu Ping'an, read the couplet that Zhu Ping'an said silently again, and his eyes sparkled again.

Where there is a will, there is a way, and the boat is overwhelmed, and the Baier Qin Pass will eventually belong to Chu;

The painstaking efforts pay off, and three thousand victories can swallow Wu.

"Little brother is a great talent. This time, my little brother failed the rankings. He will definitely be able to enter high school in the future. If someone is not as good as he is, he will also be educated. Hanging on the beam, I will come to Anqing Mansion again in the future." The down-and-out scholar became high-spirited again , and thanked Zhu Pingan with a long bow.

"I'm not a great talent, I just picked up the wisdom of others. I heard this from an elder named Pu Songling."

Zhu Ping'an waved his hand with a naive smile on his face, and said solemnly.

"Then I also want to thank the little brother for explaining." The man insisted and thanked him again.

After the carriage set off again, the atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became harmonious.

(end of this chapter)