The Ming Dynasty followed the example of the Qin and Han dynasties, set up a long pavilion every ten miles, and a short pavilion every five miles, where for pedestrians, relatives and friends often say goodbye here.

There is only a long pavilion in ten miles, so people who go to the county town for several miles to try their best are here to say goodbye. More and more people gathered, and there were more and more students in green shirts and robes carrying their bags. Uncle Zhu Shouren is good at dancing with long sleeves and mingles with many students. Zhu Ping'an didn't know anyone, and even the other four people who were the guarantors didn't know each other. Of course, this is also related to Zhu Ping'an's age, the youngest of those students is in their twenties, you are a thirteen-year-old child, the generation gap is at least a hundred, who will know you.

Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end, the neighbors and family members left one after another, and there were only a dozen students left in the ten-mile long pavilion, and there were also a few scholars from wealthy students.

"Brother Wang has been looking up for a long time, this time Brother Wang will definitely want the title of the gold list."

"Brother Zhao will be fortunate to meet, and the younger brother congratulates Brother Zhao in advance on the title of the gold list."

"Brother Zhu hasn't seen you for a long time, after passing the exam this time, you must have a good time with me."

More than a dozen students touted each other, and when they heard each other say that they were named high schools on the gold list, they were all excited as if they had drunk a few taels of wine.

Only Zhu Ping'an was alone with his bags on his back, isolated, and the corners of his mouth were hooked to watch them compliment each other.

"Hey, who is this little brother?" In the mutual praise, someone finally found Zhu Ping'an, what is a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy standing here, could it be that who brought the scholar is not successful, but it doesn't look like the clothes, I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Oh, this is my little nephew, Sun Laoxiu of Shanghe Village is only one of the five people who are missing, he is here to make up the number and have a long experience." Uncle Zhu Shouren said lightly.

"Oh, hehe, long experience, yes pole."

When the students heard this, they laughed and laughed, and they didn't pay much attention to Zhu Ping'an, after all, he was just a little kid who made up the numbers, and he wasn't a genius prodigy, if it was a prodigy or something, we were all people within a radius of miles, how could we not have heard of it. So, it must be just a little kid who made up the numbers, so why bother.

More than ten students discussed and went to the county seat together, and they were good companions on the way. A group of people are talking and laughing in the ten-mile long pavilion, and they are also talking and laughing, and it is very lively. Before leaving, someone suggested that it would be better to leave a poem in each of these ten miles of pavilion before leaving, and it would be a good story in high school in the future.

The crowd was furious, and they were all gearing up and splashing ink.

The poems written are very ordinary, anyway, Zhu Ping'an didn't see who was outstanding, but whenever someone finished writing, someone would pretend to comment on it, causing a lot of applause.

It's really boring, Zhu Ping'an stood aside and watched coldly.

Uncle Zhu Shouren also splashed ink with his sleeve in one hand, and the level was not higher than these people, the posture was full, and someone commented after writing, and the applause around was endless.

It is estimated that it smells like each other, everyone is at this level, and everyone at this level can appreciate it, so it will be applauded.

Everyone left Mobao one after another, listening to the compliments around them, they couldn't help but be complacent, and they felt that they would be successful in the exam today, and they were very satisfied.

After a while, someone noticed Zhu Ping'an, and teased in a joking tone, "Isn't there a prodigy here, don't hide it aside, and show us a hand." ”

Then everyone found that Zhu Ping'an was standing in a remote place, and seeing that Zhu Ping'an was standing so remote, everyone thought that Zhu Ping'an couldn't write poems without ink, so he was embarrassed to hide aside, and they laughed and coaxed Zhu Ping'an to write a poem.

People have this bad taste: you are unhappy, then tell me what you are unhappy to make me happy.

Everyone decided that Zhu Ping'an had no ink on his chest, and he was mixed up to make up the numbers, but the more this was the case, the more everyone wanted to see Zhu Ping'an's ugly appearance.

Therefore, everyone was very enthusiastic, and some people even relied on the tall horses, grabbed Zhu Ping'an and mentioned the table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

There was a circle of students who were beaten like chickens.

"I, I can't write poetry."

Everyone's interest was so high, Zhu Ping'an also wanted to cooperate, and his face was full of embarrassed smiles.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an say that he couldn't write poetry, everyone was even more excited, he couldn't write poetry, that's great, hurry up and make us happy.

"Little friend, don't be modest, write quickly."

The crowd was angry and angry, and Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to make a bitter face and grab the brush with one hand.

This is how to hold a brush, how to hold chopsticks, hold it too high, onlookers whisper, and then eat and laugh in a low voice.

Zhu Ping'an was even more embarrassed in the laughter, and hurriedly corrected the posture of holding the brush.

In the low laughter of everyone, Zhu Ping'an dropped the first sentence.

"Once bitten by a snake"

Seeing this, everyone paused and laughed slightly, what is this, isn't it a common saying that everyone often says that he was bitten by a snake once, how can he use it as a poem, and see what his next sentence is.

didn't let everyone wait too long, Zhu Ping'an left another sentence.

"Birds Everywhere"

As soon as this sentence came out, many people couldn't help laughing, what is it, playing the piano randomly, this kid has never been to school, won't he use everything he knows to deal with it.

In the midst of everyone's laughter, Zhu Ping'an continued to write.

"Outside the long pavilion, on the side of the ancient road, a line of egrets is in the sky."

After writing and finishing the pen, Zhu Ping'an looked at his masterpiece, and made a look of waiting for everyone's comments and praises, as if he was very satisfied with his own nonsense poems.

Once bitten by a snake, I heard birds crying everywhere.

Outside the long pavilion, on the side of the ancient road, a line of egrets is evergreen.

The onlookers, look at Zhu Ping'an's poems, and then look at Zhu Ping'an's silly appearance waiting for everyone's praise, one by one they can't help it anymore.

You're here to be funny!

The whole poem sounds rhyming and rhyming, but the first sentence is an ancient poem with five words, and the latter sentence has become a word card. Moreover, except for the long pavilion in the whole poem, the big vernacular that everyone can speak on the side of the ancient road is pieced together from other poets. Once bitten by a snake is a common saying, the sentence of hearing birds everywhere is from Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" in the Tang Dynasty, and the sentence of a line of egrets going to the blue sky is from Du Fu's "Quatrain" in the Tang Dynasty.

"It's really insulting."

"The words can't be said to look at, but the poems are completely nonsense."

"It's really unlearned"

Everyone is about to burst out laughing, whose stupid child is this, such a level also comes to the boy to try, it makes us feel that it is too low-grade, this level is to make up the number is also messy, Sun Lao Xiucai is also old and dizzy, send this goods to make up the number. Uncle Zhu Shouren silently stayed away from Zhu Ping'an for a long time, lest everyone think of his relationship with Zhu Ping'an.

Especially what makes everyone think it's funny is that the silly boy still looks at everyone laughing and laughing together.

People are stupid and don't know it

At this moment, everyone's thoughts were with Zhu Ping'an.

(The new book is recommended for the first time, and I hope that all book friends will support it, collect more and recommend more, and there is a reason to continue to recommend it.) ）;