Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 88 All kinds of attitudes after drinking

The county examination, which lasted more than ten days, finally came to an end. In this most basic examination, most of the students and scholars failed, and only more than 150 of the more than 1,000 students and scholars passed in the end. .

  Zhu Ping'an was in the first place from the first game to the last game.

  I still remember that uncle Zhu Shouren and the others were dumbfounded when the rankings were released in the last round. If the three fellows from the same township had not passed the county exam, they might have troubled the county magistrate. Even so, a few people still clamored that the county honor was unfair, why they were only in the second list after reading poems and books, but Zhu Ping'an, a foodie who was bitten by a snake and heard birds singing, was on the first list.

  After the county test released the list, all the students and scholars who stayed in the inn were the students and scholars on the high school list. The county test did not hold a deer feast, so these people celebrated in the inn by themselves. In the inn, there is a lot of poetry and wine, and the students and scholars are swaying, drinking and singing, just like we once finished the college entrance examination.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and several people from his hometown sat at a table, congratulating the three of them for passing the county examination, got drunk, and discussed the departure to the state and county tomorrow with a little drunkenness.

  Zhu Ping'an sat alone on the table by the window in the lobby, and was vaguely rejected by the crowd. No one in the lobby thought that Zhu Ping'an's talents would pass the county examination.

  Probably this is the lightness of literati.

  The government examination was conducted in April, and now it is the end of February, and with the time spent on the road, there is no time to go home.

  Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but miss his family at this moment, his dull father, his pungent and protective mother, his honest elder brother, and even the hero of the family—the **** cow.

  The inn was filled with the smell of alcohol, and the students and scholars who used to care about their image no longer cared about their image or not, and all of them started drinking with their tongues out and their sleeves up.

   "Come, come, our top talent, let's drink this cup together."

  A wandering fellow villager came over with a jug of wine, and poured Zhu Ping a glass of wine without any explanation.

  Zhu Ping'an looked up at him, but before he could say anything, the man continued with his tongue out:

   "If you don't drink this glass of wine, you will look down on me."

  Why should I think highly of you? Zhu Ping'an really wanted to say this, but he couldn't say it. A dozen pairs of eyes were staring at him.

   No matter how tricky you are, it's useless in front of this group of drunk people.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and other villagers also came over with glasses of wine, looking covetously.

   nothing more

  Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and drank it down. Although he could spit the wine into his sleeves while wiping his mouth, he was reluctant to think that this robe was stitched by his mother, Mrs. Chen.

  Mountain Temple is helpless, forget it here, it’s just a drunk.

  Seeing that Zhu Ping'an drank up the wine, the other onlookers gathered around like wild wolves smelling blood. It was probably jealousy and revenge. Everyone wanted to get Zhu Ping'an drunk and make him make a big fool of himself.

  Don't say that the Ming Dynasty's fermented wine has a low alcohol content, and it is still too much for so many people to drink it cup by cup. Besides, this body is only thirteen years old now, so it can't drink much wine.

  Zhu Ping'an is not a very face-saving person. When everyone came around, Zhu Ping'an felt his head was stuffy. In order to avoid being poured into a puddle of mud, he simply lay down on the table and pretended to be drunk.

   "Technology stops here."

   "The drinking capacity is so small"

   "Not worthy of being a man"

  The scholar and student from the same town insulted Zhu Pingan who was lying on the table, and then left in a dispirited mood.

  Effective imitation of ancient people, open your belly and say that you are posting books;

   There are also people with big tongues, brazenly boasting that they alone account for three points of the world;

   There are even people who seem to have won the first prize, expressing some testimonials, everything is taught by His Majesty, as if they have won the first prize in the imperial examination;

  Of course it is also indispensable to tell the truth after drinking, muttering that the county lord has no eyesight, and ordered a foodie who was bitten by a snake and heard birds singing to be a top list, but he didn't know his own knowledge, confused, really confused

The owner and staff of the inn are worried about these drunken scholars and students. They all passed the county test. Who knows that in the future, they will not dare to sweep these people I had no choice but to watch them go berserk, drunk on the table and on the ground.

   "Please prepare a bucket of hot water."

The sound of    stunned the worried boss and fellows.

   Isn't that the young man who was drunk by everyone from the beginning? Why is he acting like a normal person again, even leaving dozens of coins on the table for food.

  The prefectural capital is not the same county seat. From Huaining County to Anqing Mansion, it takes two counties to get there. Early in the morning of the second day, Uncle Zhu Shouren and others hired two carriages to prepare for the departure.

  Before departure, the uncle went to Zhu Pingan's firewood house, but he just stood at the door and refused to enter, fearing that the firewood house would obscure his luck in the exam.

   "Hey, the luggage has been packed, we are about to leave." Uncle Zhu Shouren stood at the door and asked.

   "Uncle Lao, please wait for a while." Zhu Pingan replied while packing his things, "Uncle, please come in for some tea."

  Uncle Zhu Shouren naturally refused, just kidding, the firewood room is also cannon fodder, how could he enter.

   "Hey, we need to raise the cost of the carriage this time. The journey is long, and each person needs half a tael of silver." Uncle Zhu Shouren waited for Zhu Ping'an to come out, and said.

Zhu Pingan was carrying his luggage, and when he heard the words, he glanced at his uncle Zhu Shouren, and asked calmly, "Yesterday, I heard what my uncle and all the uncles and elder brothers said. They said that they were negotiating prices with the coachman, and that the wife can be cheaper by a hundred yuan. Maybe it's You must have heard wrong."

  Uncle Zhu Shouren seemed to be waking up from a hangover at this moment, and sighed, "Uncle was hungover yesterday, so I forgot about it."

  Uncle was not embarrassed at all, he was frank.

  Zhu Ping'an naturally wouldn't say anything clearly, the four hundred Wen coins had already been prepared and handed over to the uncle, expressing his gratitude to the uncle for his hard work in preparing the carriage.

  Seven people were squeezed into two carriages, which was not too crowded, but the journey was too boring, the carriage was small, and the entire journey was filled with the voices of the uncle and others.

The carriage stopped and went, and the uncle and the others saw that the mountains, rivers and rivers were full of poetry, and then they got off the carriage and wrote a few poems that sounded unsatisfactory. .

  Going on the road during the day, staying at night, or inns, temples, or farmhouses. Although there were some twists and turns during the period, it was not a big deal. I stopped and went and walked for five days before I finally arrived at Anqing Mansion.

  (end of this chapter)