This time, Zhu Ping'an borrowed three books from the black-bellied girl's house, all of which were for the next scientific examination and township examination. The idea of borrowing some miscellaneous books to read before has long disappeared without a trace. When to do something, Zhu Ping'an still understands.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, the flowing water is clear, and the dancing frogs are singing.

Zhu Ping'an, who had eaten dinner, sat on the oil lamp lit in front of the table and read at night. As a human being in two lives, Zhu Ping'an deeply understands the truth of every inch of time and every inch of gold.

How many people are carrying swords and horses, talking about poetry and wine, but how many people know that the years are countless snaps of their fingers. If you don't want to spend money in the moon and water in the well, you can only cherish every inch of time, work hard when you should work hard, struggle when you should struggle, and when it is time to enjoy yourself, you will not have no money in your arms.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The sling career in the previous life has a lot to do with his lack of diligence and hard work, so in this life, in this feudal Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ping'an learned a lesson, worked hard and never stopped.

The wind is also sluggish, the night is also sluggish, and the lights are exhausted and the lights are scattered for another night.

At dawn, Zhu Ping'an got up early and went out of the room, and there were still several lost stars in the sky at this time.

Walked to the stone by the well in the yard, habitually laid a black plank, scooped a scoop of well water, washed his hands and face, and then poured the water that had washed his hands and face into a groove in the stone, and used the oxtail brush made by his father in his early years to dip it in clean water and write near the stone.

Before it was time for his mother, who had started cooking to cook, Zhu Ping'an had already put away the black wooden board and brush and put them back in the room, took out a few copied books, carried a cloth bag, and went out to the river.

Quiet by the river. The breeze blows, and it's really a great place to read a book.

When the sun rises in the east. When the rooster roared down to the river village, Zhu Ping'an accepted the book in his hand. Slowly return home.

It just so happened that the mother Chen had made breakfast, and the courtyard was filled with the aroma of breakfast.

"What is delicious made by my mother, so fragrant?" Zhu Ping'an sniffed hard and slapped a sycophant.

"It's sweet in your mouth."

Mother Chen smiled.

The day in Xiahe Village started again, Zhu's father went to drive the ox cart to make money, and now Zhu's father seems to have fallen in love with this job, and he happily drives the big black cow out every day, and there are a lot of words.

One afternoon three days later, an errand arrived from the county. A copy of the communiqué sent from Ying Tianfu was sent to Zhu Ping'an's house.

"The Emperor's grace is immense, and he declares that the official of Enke will obey the holy decree and examine all the students from October 20 to the day of the examination. Those who are long-term in learning will stay in the imperial examination; Those who are unlearned are dethroned as officials; Those who do not come without reason will be severely punished. ”

Sure enough, it was still a hanging exam, but fortunately it was October 20th, and the location was also Yingtianfu, and it was only a few days before the Enke Township test was completed. Just in time for the township test, you don't have to go back and forth by yourself.

The calculation time is still more than 20 days before the time of the scientific expedition.

Time is enough.

A few more days passed, and the autumn wind blew the scent of rice. Large fields of rice stand quietly in the fields and dream. The rice stalks stood straight and straight, held in Autumn's hands. In Xiahe Village, the front and back of the village extend to the farthest place. Standing on a high place and looking around, all of them are golden rice.

Xiahe Village began to get busy because the rice was ripe.

this day. Zhu Ping'an also changed into coarse cloth and short clothes early in the morning, and wanted to go to the field to harvest rice with his parents and eldest brother.

"Brother Wai. What are you doing, go back and read. "Big brother Zhu Pingchuan has sharp eyes. Seeing Zhu Ping'an change into a coarse cloth short clothes, he immediately understood what his younger brother wanted to do, and couldn't help but ask Zhu Ping'an to go back to the room to read.

"Hey, I didn't see you in the blink of an eye, and you changed your clothes. Stop messing around and go read your book. When Mother Chen heard this, she also saw Zhu Ping'an coming out of the door, and was surprised, and also asked Zhu Ping'an to go back to the room to read quickly.

"Hello, don't go, it's enough for me to go with your brother and your mother. These days the farm is busy, and I don't even go to catch the car. "Father Zhu is the same, let Zhu Ping'an go back to the room to read. Although Zhu's father has always felt that it is good for the boy to sweat a little more, but when Zhu Ping'an was about to go to Kaoenke, Zhu's father still felt that Zhu Ping'an was reading at home.

Zhu Ping'an walked up to his parents and brother in a coarse cloth short coat, and said with a smile, "I've been reading books for too long, and my arms, hands and legs are a little rusty, so I just went to the field to loosen and send it quickly." Besides, I've been reading at home these days, and I'm a little tired, so I should go and relax. Didn't I go to the field before, it's nothing, it's just not in the way for the past two days. ”

Over the years, Zhu Ping'an's family has added a lot of fields, and if they let their parents and eldest brother go to the fields to harvest, they don't know how busy they will be.

"One more is not too much, less one is not too much." Mother Chen was reluctant to let Zhu Ping'an go to the field, "You are all talented, what kind of land do you have, you will still go to read your books." ”

"Mother, I'm also a strong laborer. Besides, even the current emperor will go to the ground at a specific time to persuade Kenongsang, not to mention that I am just a little showman. Zhu Ping'an smiled and took the sickle in his mother Chen's hand.

"I don't read a lot of books for one more day, and I don't read a lot of books for a lesser day, and my son has already memorized the books in his head, and it is not in the way to read silently while working." Zhu Ping'an continued to speak.

Parents and elder brother said that they couldn't help Zhu Ping'an, so they had to agree that Zhu Ping'an would follow him to the field, but only for this day, and he couldn't follow him in the future.

Walking on the road, many villagers looked at Zhu Ping'an in surprise wearing a coarse cloth short coat, a straw hat and a sickle, and they were very curious.

"What happened to Master Xiao Zhu?"

"Why is Master Xiucai still here?"

The villagers are either curious or joking, in short, they just ask when they see it.

"Xiucai is also a human being, and he also has to eat, and today's saints will set an example to persuade Kenongsang, not to mention that I am a little Xiucai." Zhu Ping'an explained to the villagers with a smile.

When he arrived at the field, Zhu Ping'an followed his parents and brother to the field, sweating like rain and harvesting rice.

Zhu Ping'an's field and the field of the Zhu family's old house are together, and only his grandfather, the third uncle and Zhu Pingjun work in the fields of the Zhu family's old house

After harvesting, Zhu Ping'an learned that the fourth uncle was sick again, this time it was last night that he had a bad stomach, and the uncle Zhu Shouren was still at home as usual

The grandfather who harvested rice in the field, looking at Zhu Ping'an, who was sweating and raining rice not far away, thought about the eldest son in the family, and sighed with emotion, they are also scholars.

The rice harvested from the rice field, Zhu Ping'an's family ox cart put the rice on the ox cart, Zhu Ping'an's ox cart is relatively large, and it pulls more, one trip to top others twice. The ox cart places the harvested rice in the field, which is used to dry the crops, threshing on a higher flat land, flat and dry.

The farms in Xiahe Village are all together, and each family places the harvested rice here, dries it for several days, and then rolls it with ox-drawn stones and threshers it.

From morning to night, Zhu Ping'an followed his parents and brother to harvest rice all day, and when he went to bed at night, his arms felt sore.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but sigh before going to bed, he will have to study harder in the future. (To be continued......)

ps:I'm sorry.,It's a little too overestimated of my ability to update.,I'll do three more today.。 I'll continue to work hard tomorrow, so let's rest early.