In the early morning of the second day, when the sky had just dawned, Zhu Ping'an packed up softly as usual, and went out with a cloth bag and a black plank.

The girl on the bed also habitually opened her misty sleepy eyes, accustomed to this point was woken up by a teenager who went to bed late and got up early, the nerd thought that he would not alarm himself lightly, but he didn't know how sensitive he was when he was soaked in the wind and rain.

Usually there is no one by Taihu Lake, but when Zhu Ping'an arrived at Taihu Lake on this day, he saw someone sitting on the edge of Taihu Lake early to fish, a white-bearded old man, who happened to sit on the boulder where he used to practice calligraphy.

This old man is estimated to have encountered something troublesome, because fishing is particular, spring and autumn fishing all day, good morning in summer, good noon in winter, now but early spring, the water temperature is still low, fish are generally active at noon when the water temperature is slightly higher, noon fishing is the best. But this old man came to fish early in the morning, and he must have been disturbed by trouble, so he came to fish early in the morning to relax.

Taihu Lake is so big, why not find a boulder to practice calligraphy, so Zhu Ping'an gently bypassed the old man fishing, walked along the edge of Taihu Lake, not far away found that there was a scattered stone by the lake, found a slightly larger stone, sat on a relatively low stone next to it, took out the black board, brush, and bamboo tube one by one, and started a day's morning exercise.

When Zhu Ping'an dipped in water and wrote seriously on the black wooden board, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a sound of breathing around him, and when he looked up, he saw the old man who was just fishing, who was standing in front of him at the moment and looking seriously.

This old man seems to be really disturbed by troubles, otherwise why not fish and come to join in the fun.

"How many years has the young man been practicing calligraphy like this?" The old angler stood in front of Zhu Ping'an with a fishing rod in his hand, and was very curious about the young man who was dipped in water and practicing calligraphy on the black wooden board early in the morning.

"It's been more than eight years since I started my studies." Zhu Ping'an stopped his pen and replied after a little thought.

"Why does the young man practice calligraphy like this?" The old angler asked curiously.

"When I was young, my family was poor, so practicing calligraphy in this way can save a lot of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and my parents can also sweat less. After a long time, I also like to practice calligraphy like this. Zhu Ping'an didn't mean to hide it, and explained casually.

"Oh." The old angler nodded, and the meaning of approval between his eyebrows was even more.

After a brief exchange, Zhu Ping'an continued to practice calligraphy, and the old man also found a stone on the side, and sat on the side to watch Zhu Ping'an practice calligraphy with interest, it seems that watching Zhu Ping'an practice calligraphy is much more interesting than fishing.

Zhu Ping'an practiced calligraphy calmly, as if the old angler sitting on the sidelines did not exist.

When the red sun was born and the world was a little brighter, Zhu Ping'an put away the black wooden board and brush, took out a hand-copied book from the schoolbag he carried cross-body, and sat on the stone to read it carefully.

"Young man, I see that your words have already been introduced, and you are only one foot away from entering the house, but if you continue to practice like this, I am afraid that this kick will not be easy to step."

The old angler saw that Zhu Ping'an had accepted the black wooden board and brush, and he hadn't read the book yet, and his words at this time would not disturb Zhu Ping'an, so he said with regret.

Such a diligent and generous young man, the old angler is interested in helping him.

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up slightly, this old man also knows calligraphy, and he also feels that he has recently encountered a bottleneck in practicing calligraphy. At this moment, I saw that the old angler had a regret on his face, but he was full of confidence, as if he wanted to hold on to himself. So, Zhu Ping'an no longer hesitated.

"Please also ask the old man to give me advice." Zhu Ping'an stood up and bowed.

The old angler waved his hand, motioned for Zhu Ping'an to sit down and chat, twisted his beard and said with a smile, "Teaching is not counted, it's just experience." ”

"Practice the word pay attention to copying, pro, pro, pro, back pro, to enter the post but also to post." The old angler's tone was quite gentle, "I see that the young man has already posted at this time, but the above is just an introduction, if you want to enter the house, it is not enough to do the above." ”

Zhu Ping'an sat aside, holding the scroll and listening carefully, knowing that the old man was about to talk about the key point, he leaned forward slightly and raised his ears to listen carefully.

"Practicing words should not only be copied, the important thing is still reading, learning books and understanding, to comprehend from the post, some of the ancients excellent books, do not necessarily need to come, more need to read is to understand, read carefully, repeatedly taste, understand the law and charm. In ancient times, everyone was good at reading posts, Cao Mengde of the Three Kingdoms, Ouyang Xun of the Tang Dynasty and others liked to read posts, and reading posts was like making friends with the ancients to achieve resonance. Reading the post should start from a little bit of a drawing, carefully study and ponder the ancients' use of the pen, knots, chapters, momentum, and charm of the wonders. Books have three flavors, one is beautiful, two is beautiful, and three is beautiful. In the eyes, melt into the heart, in order to run to the bottom of the wrist, enrich on the paper, the heart and hand correspondingly, twice the result with half the effort, it is not impossible to enter the house or even become a faction of its own. ”

The old angler saw that Zhu Ping'an listened carefully, and he spoke more attentively, just like teaching his juniors.

After listening to Zhu Ping'an, it was like an initiation, and the insurmountable cliff also had an extra stone step, which seemed to be surmountable as long as he picked up his foot.

"Thank you for the old man's teaching." Zhu Ping'an got up again and bowed deeply.

The old man smiled gently, accepted Zhu Ping'an's gift, and took out a yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Ping'an, "This is a copy of the Song Dynasty Zhang Jizhi's "Big Character Du Fu Scroll", although the copy is also nine points similar, you and I are fated, this book will be given to you." ”

Zhu Ping'an took a step back, shook his head slightly, and said, "The old man kept this book close to him, it should be a very favorite thing, I have been taught by the old man just now, but I don't dare to take love from this book." ”

When the old angler saw Zhu Ping'an's unblinking refusal in the face of temptation, he appreciated it even more in his heart, and insisted on giving Zhu Ping'an the copybook.

"A good knife is given to a hero, and a good sticker is of course given to a person who knows the goods."

"Elder gift, don't shirk."

The old man insisted on giving it away, Zhu Ping'an refused many times, but the old man still insisted, and his face was almost gloomy, so Zhu Ping'an had to take it, and thanked the old man again.

"Thank you for the gift from the old man, peace will not insult it. Oh, I haven't asked the old man for his name, the old man is very gracious, and Zhu Ping'an has no teeth to forget. ”

The old angler waved his hand and said with a smile, "Why do you need to know each other when you meet, young man and study with heart." ”

After speaking, the old man smiled and left with a fishing rod to strike while the iron was hot, Zhu Ping'an sat on the edge of Taihu Lake and leaned on the stone to carefully read the notebook given by the old man after the old man left.

When I first opened this notebook, I only glanced at it, and I felt like a lonely boat in the sea riding the wind and waves, and every word was as vivid as a mirror image. Zhu Ping'an leaned against the stone, and while studying carefully, he stretched out his fingers to figure out the structure of the pen......

Before I knew it, the sky was already bright, and the fisherman's horn in the lake came from afar.

Zhu Ping'an looked up at the sun rising in mid-air, and his stomach made a gurgling sound at the right time, so he was reluctant to accept the copybook, got up and put the copybook in his schoolbag, packed up his things, and walked towards the inn with the black plank.

When passing by the street, I was attracted by the smell of a shop that made "Micha Meat" snacks, so I went to the store with a black wooden board, asked the owner for a Micha Pork and a bowl of rice porridge, paid and sat in the store and waited patiently.

It didn't take long for the store to send a steaming Micha meat, Zhu Ping'an tasted it, regardless of the hot mouth, his index finger moved, the Micha meat made by the store was crispy, the taste was fragrant and fresh, and the Micha powder absorbed the oil with a special aroma, and it was not greasy.

"Shopkeeper, please make another one, pack it and take it away." Zhu Ping'an called the store and paid again.

"Okay, I'll make it for my son when he eats seventy or eighty percent, and it'll be hot when he takes it home." The shopkeeper took the money and said very considerably for Zhu Ping'an.

"There's work over there." Zhu Ping'an nodded with satisfaction.

"Childe is polite." The shopkeeper laughed and went to entertain other diners.

Zhu Ping'an sat on the table and savored the Micha meat, occasionally drinking a sip of hot porridge, and really had a feeling of not envying the mandarin ducks and immortals.

Just as Zhu Ping'an was enjoying breakfast, several diners dressed as businessmen entered the store, looking angry, and after each of them asked for a piece of rice cha meat and a few seasonal side dishes, they began to discuss with righteous indignation.

"Those slaves are coming to the coast to infest again!"

"Who said no, the last time was a few years ago, these pickles that should be killed, I received a message from the flying pigeon this morning, only to know that two carts of raw silk were robbed, and even the store guys had two people who were almost poisoned!"

"I'm still better, I was sick for two days on the way, and I happened to hide from it, hey, these small countries should really be killed by the king......

The diners eating at the table next to them asked with concern where they had suffered from the Japanese invaders.

"This time it's Suzhou Mansion, the same as Nanzhili, our Anqing Mansion is far away from the sea, it's a good place, to tell you, those Japanese slaves are bald and barefoot on the plank, talking birds, fierce and evil, eating human flesh raw, especially love to eat people's hearts and liver......"

"Although there are not many Japanese slaves, they are ruthless, the chickens and dogs are not left, and they scrape the ground, which is really a miserable ......"

The diners listening next to him couldn't help but gasp, secretly glad that they were in Anqing Mansion, if it was Suzhou Mansion, I was afraid that it would be bad luck.

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't eat anymore! A sense of depression stirred in my heart, and it was difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Wokos, devils, almost forgot about these scum! Chop Pieces!

The Ming Dynasty was one of the greatest dynasties in Chinese history. Like all great dynasties, she had her own problems, her own troubles. That's the Wako. From the Hongwu year to the Wanli period, the plague of the Japanese was almost uninterrupted. Especially in the Jiajing period that I am in now, it was a period when the Japanese were rampant.

At this time, during the Warring States period of Japan, which had been chaotic for more than 100 years, wars were burning everywhere, no one could find peace, the countryside was barren, and the corpses were everywhere. The wanderers who lost their homes like wild dogs, the homeless people who had no food to grow and no fish to fight, and the scoundrels who had lost their lives, set their sights on the rich China on the other side of the sea, and one by one the Japanese ships set off!

During this period, the pirates were frustrated warriors, ronin, and exiles from Japan, and of course, there were also pirate groups and smuggling groups along the coast of our country who were involved in them, and they formed pirate groups that often infested China's southeast coast. In the middle of the period, they raided the southeastern coastal areas of China on a large scale, and the people in the coastal areas of Zhejiang, Shandong, Fujian, Guangdong and other provinces were ravaged by the Japanese pirates, and this plague lasted for decades.

Zhu Ping'an's hatred for the Japanese is far beyond the people of this era, they have only experienced the Japanese invaders, and no one knows the heinous sins committed by the small country of Yuer in the land of Shenzhou hundreds of years later, and even the description of the beast is an insult to the beast.

Now after hearing the news that the Japanese are wreaking havoc on the coast, Zhu Ping'an can hardly hide the indignation in his heart, and almost has an urge to abandon his pen and follow Rong. But thinking that he was just a weak scholar, he was powerless, and he was afraid that abandoning his pen and following Rong would only add a bloody mark to the sword, so he extinguished this thought.

Thinking about it, what about scholars, they can also strategize, the pen is like a sword, and they have a thousand years of accumulation, and they have the experience of Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou and the national heroes who have accumulated with blood more than 100 years later.

platform, I need a platform, I am just a mountain village fart now, even if I have ambition and experience, I have nowhere to put it into play.

As a result, the idea of the imperial examination is even worse, the title of the gold list, the black yarn is overwhelming, and the coastal side, even if it is a county, must all be killed to kill the slaves who come to commit crimes, and shelter the hard-working and kind people.

After eating in a hurry, take away the Micha meat packed by the store, leave in a hurry, and arrive at the inn at one o'clock in the morning, so that you can read more books for a while, and the title of the gold list will have more confidence.

When he was about to arrive at the inn, Zhu Ping'an met Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Susong Feng Shanshui and others, these people were gorgeously dressed and holding folding fans, all of them were chic and good.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's early." Zhu Ping'an said hello from afar.

Tongcheng Xia Luoming only bowed slightly, but did not speak.

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Zhu Xian, uh, Brother Xian, this is another ...... to buy food" Su Song Feng Shanshui returned the salute, and saw the Micha meat in Zhu Ping'an's hand with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but nod, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The people who traveled with him naturally remembered the title of Zhu Ping'an's rice bucket, and some people couldn't help laughing.

"After the exam yesterday, it's rare to relax, why don't you go to Jingxian Tower with us to drink a few glasses of thin wine." Su Song Feng Shanshui opened his mouth and invited.

"I won't bother, I still have food in my hands." Zhu Ping'an shook the Micha meat in his hand and said with a smile.

"In that case, then we will leave it at that." Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others gave their hands and left.

Zhu Ping'an also made a gesture of please, watching Xia Luoming, Feng Shanshui and others laugh and talk all the way to the Jingxian Tower, as if they had never heard of the news on the street about the invasion of Suzhou Mansion by the Japanese Invaders.

Back at the inn, Uncle Zhu Shouren and others in the lobby were also drinking and laughing at a table, Zhu Ping'an didn't disturb them, carried Micha meat through the lobby, and walked to the residence.