Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 253 Puzzled style

  The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep. ——Chang Jian in "Tipo Mountain Temple Back Zen Courtyard"

  Longquan ancient temple is indeed as described in Chang Jian's poem. The path between the temple's bushes and gardens has a special artistic conception. After eating and drinking, Zhu Ping'an walked on the path to digest the excessive vegetarian meal, and admired the Longquan ancient temple by the way.

  In the evening, the pilgrims and tourists who stayed in the temple were also resettled. Zhu Pingan walked back to the yard and saw the family next door to him. This is a merchant family surnamed Wang, who lived in two houses.

  I don’t know if it’s the monk’s negligence or what, the two houses rented by Wang’s family happened to be next door to Zhu Ping’an’s, and they were separated by the room where Zhu Ping’an lived.

  Wang Shanghu’s family wore better clothes, brocade clothes and satin. Wang Shanghu and his wife were about forty years old. After Zhu Ping’an came, they went up to chat with Zhu Ping’an.

The daughter of the Wang family is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She has an oval face from afar, with slender eyebrows, and she is pretty. But when she saw Zhu Pingan who was dressed plainly, her eyes turned upward slightly, revealing a big white eye. The poor scholar seemed a little disdainful.

"Young master, our family came here to worship the Buddha and fulfill our vows. When we checked in, we made a mistake in communicating with the Zhigu monk in the temple. I didn't want to accidentally put the son's house in the middle. I don't know if you can change the room with us, and our family will be fine. Take care of one or two. Of course, I will not let the young master be busy, a little care is not a respect."

   Wang Shanghu said, and stuffed a tael of silver into Zhu Pingan's hands.

"Buddhism is a pure place, talking about money is vulgar. Changing rooms is just a little effort, uncle. You are welcome. Besides, I am just resting and leaving tomorrow. I am not resting." Zhu Ping smiled and put the money back on the king in the hands of merchants.

   "Two days after tomorrow, there will be a grand meeting of the Famen of Longquan Temple. Why did you leave as soon as you came?" Wang Shanghu asked in confusion.

   "Oh, I'm going to the capital to take the exam, I'm afraid I will miss my Buddha." Zhu Pingan smiled and opened the door, ready to move things.

   "Could it be possible that the young master went to the capital to take the Enke Exam?"

   Merchant Wang was quick-witted, his eyes lit up when he heard the words, and his attitude became much more enthusiastic. Businessmen are the most well-informed and well-informed. The most recent exam to be held in the capital is the first Enke exam in this dynasty, and all the candidates for the exam are Juren.

   "Well, go to the capital to see and gain a lot of experience." Zhu Pingan replied casually while moving things outside.

   "Young Master, thank you so much this time. Why don't we have a light meal together tonight, and you should thank you, Young Master."

  After listening to Zhu Ping'an's words. Merchant Wang's attitude became more intimate in an instant. He originally thought that Zhu Ping'an was a poor scholar who came here for fun, but he didn't expect that he was going to the capital to rush for the exam. Such a young Juren, but a great potential stock, Wang Shanghu couldn't help but want to make friends, and invited Zhu Pingan to dinner.

   "Thank you, Uncle, for your kindness, but I've already had dinner." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands and declined politely.

  Zhu Ping'an has very few things, and he moved them out in just two strokes. Wang Shanghu reversed his daughter's room and Zhu Ping'an's room, and the family lived together. Zhu Ping'an and Wang Shanghu's daughter's room became neighbors.

   This is also understandable. It is estimated that Wang Shanghu and his wife will do some sports here at night, avoiding strangers, maybe they are coming to the temple to ask for a child.

   After changing the room, Zhu Ping'an went into the room to clean up, and Wang Shanghu's family also went into their room to clean up.

When Zhu Ping'an packed up and went out to buy fodder for Shamate's black horse, he found the daughter of the Wang family wearing a floral padded jacket, standing at the door of her room with a smile on her lips and looking at her, her face was painted The makeup, the collar seems to have been intentionally not pulled properly, revealing a piece of snow white, leaning against the door as soft as boneless, like a beautiful snake.

   "Thank you son today, I brought a pot, and beef and mutton. You can make shabu-shabu. Master, come and try it."

  The daughter of the Wang family pursed her red lips and invited Zhu Pingan with a smile. When speaking, she slightly leaned against the door frame and stretched out her white jade-like hand, showing her long-developed figure, adding a bit of charm.

Uh

   This **** is the legendary seduction.

   "Thank you for your kindness, girl. I've already had dinner. Girl, let's go eat." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands. Said lightly.

   "After eating, you can eat some more. The shabu-shabu made by my mother is the best."

  The daughter of the Wang family looked at Zhu Pingan, her cheeks were flushed, and she pursed her red lips and said, with the posture of a little girl, and her voice was charming.

   "Thank you for your kindness, girl, but I ate too much in the dining hall just now. I'm going to feed the horses, excuse me"

  Zhu Ping'an shook his head, refused again, then turned and walked towards Shamate's dark horse.

  This nerd is really incomprehensible!

  The daughter of the Wang family looked at Zhu Ping'an's back and stomped slightly. In the room just now, Wang Shanghu and his wife and daughter said that the young man next door is a Juren, and that the young man is a Juren at a young age, and his future future is limitless.

  The daughter of the Wang family kept it in her heart.

  The young man is a Juren at a young age. Although he is not a graceful man, he is also honest and honest. Moreover, although the young man was dressed plainly, he was very clean, especially full of bookishness, which made the Wang family's daughter who had heard about the stinking city's house for a long time feel refreshed. Juren, how can he be poor in the future?

  So, this made the daughter of the Wang family move her heart, and this is how the scene just now happened.

  Zhu Ping'an asked for fodder from the Zhike monk in the temple, and fed the dark horse Shamate.

  After feeding Shamate's dark horse, Zhu Ping'an walked to the door of his room, and when he was about to open the door, a red sachet fell from the sky and landed at Zhu Ping'an's feet with a thud.

  The door of the next door is half open, and the sound of embroidered shoes running back can still be heard in the room.

   Zhu Pingan couldn't laugh or cry about this, bent down to pick up the sachet, put it gently on the door of the next room, and then went into his room and closed the door.

  Seeing this, the daughter of the Wang family stomped her feet angrily. When Zhu Ping'an was a bookworm who didn't understand style, she became even more interested. She planned to throw the sachet into Zhu Ping'an's room later.

  When Zhu Ping'an was reading a book with an oil lamp on in his room, he saw a figure walking outside the window. At a glance, he knew that the figure belonged to the daughter of the Wang family.

  Halo, didn’t they say that the ancients were reserved?

   Then, Zhu Ping'an heard a small movement in the door, although it was very light, he could still hear it.

   At the gap between the door and the ground, a sachet slowly squeezed in from the outside. The gap in the door was too small, and the sachet couldn't squeeze in for a while.

  Hearing a grunt outside, the sachet was put away, as if giving up.

  But in the next second, the sachet appeared again, this time it went smoothly, the sachet came in at once, followed by a chopstick, uh, it turned out that the sachet was pushed in with chopsticks.

   Really persevering.

  Zhu Pingan looked at an extra chopstick and a sachet in the door, and couldn't laugh or cry.

  (end of this chapter)