I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

When Zhou Jinshu was three years old, Zhou's mother bought some pens and ink to play with him, and told him: "Don't eat it, don't run around." Then she went to cook in the kitchen.

When she finished her meal and went to the room to hug Zhou Jinshu, she saw the young Zhou Jinshu holding the hair of the wolf, smiling cheerfully, his white and tender face was covered with ink.

Before she could reprimand, she saw that there was a camellia plant on the rice paper spread under the child. Even though it was a little rough, it was still in its infancy.

She was taken aback, rubbed her son's hairy head, and asked softly, "Shu'er, did you draw this?"

The little Zhou Jinshu licked the fingers of his left hand, and with his right hand, he drew a few strokes on the rice paper persistently, and the camellia had an extra leaf.

Zhou's mother was overjoyed, but it turned out that her son had a talent for painting.

Zhou's mother was originally a flower girl in a low-class brothel in Lizhou. After she became pregnant with Zhou Jinshu, she redeemed her body from the nanny. After the hospital, money is even tighter.

Therefore, she did not have spare money to send Zhou Jinshu to her husband to learn painting, but she never dared to be short of brushes, ink and rice paper.

A year later, she finally saved enough silver and sent Zhou Jinshu to the academy to study. This academy did not teach painting, and she thought that if she saved more silver, she could find another teacher to teach Zhou Jinshu painting.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinshu had only been in school for ten days, and the old gentleman called her aside, and kept praising: "This son is early, I taught him the Book of Songs for ten days, and he can compose poems. His poems are counted." Not delicate, but full of aura, besides, he is only four years old now, maybe in another ten years, I will be able to teach him a champion."

When Zhou's mother heard the words, she was so excited that she almost shed tears, and thanked her husband repeatedly.

It was another six years, Zhou Jinshu was ten years old, and just after taking part in the college examination, he was selected as a scholar.

Three years later, 13-year-old Zhou Jinshu won the provincial examination.

The Zhou family was in the limelight at the time. The 13-year-old Zhou Jinshu hadn't grown up yet, and his stature was not high, but whenever he went out, everyone would politely call him "Jie Yuangong."

Zhou Jinshu was praised by the crowd, and secretly said: I will definitely pass the Huiyuan examination in next spring.

He couldn't put down the book every day, and read at night with the lamp on. Even though his hands were covered with chilblains in winter, he never put down the book.

One day, Zhou's mother took Zhou Jinshu up the mountain to worship Buddha in order to pass the exam smoothly.

In front of Wenquxing, someone suddenly grabbed Zhou's mother's hand and said, "Miss Weichun, it's been a long time since I saw you, why are you so haggard?"

Seeing his mother being treated lightly, Zhou Jinshu slapped the middle-aged man's hand away, raised his head and said, "What are you going to do!"

The middle-aged man's fleshy face and mung bean-sized eyes stared at Zhou Jinshu, and he smiled maliciously: "Miss Weichun, it turned out that you gave birth secretly, no wonder I couldn't find you even if I wanted to taste you." arrive."

Zhou's mother ignored it, took Zhou Jinshu's hand, and said in a low voice: "He has admitted to the wrong person, let's leave quickly, don't be entangled by him."

The middle-aged man sneered and said: "It's just a slut, as long as I give you money, I can get it. I still remember the way you spread your legs. How can I admit the wrong person."

Today, there were many pilgrims who came to pay homage to Wenqu Xing, and the trio's commotion had already attracted everyone to stop.

One of them said to the middle-aged man: "Don't talk nonsense, she is Xie Yuangong's mother."

"Xie Yuangong?" The middle-aged man pointed to Zhou Jinshu and said, "Is this yellow-mouthed kid still Xie Yuangong?"

The person next to him added: "Young Master Zhou is Jie Yuan from this year's high school."

The middle-aged man kept a close eye on Zhou's mother, reached out and touched her cheek, and said with a wretched smile: "Your lower body was fucked loose, I didn't expect that the son you gave birth to is not bad."

Zhou Jinshu said bitterly: "Don't insult my mother!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Miss Weichun, you should have a mole on your chest and the root of your thigh, you might as well take off your clothes and let your son take a look at it, and then he will know that I am telling the truth .”

Zhou's mother was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it. She desperately suppressed the tears that were about to come up, and grabbed Zhou Jinshu's hand and said: "You have misunderstood the wrong person, I am not a girl of Weichun."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Zhou Jinshu through the crowd and went down the mountain.

Since then, no one called Zhou Jinshu "Jie Yuangong", but secretly called him "Son of Whore".

Zhou Jinshu went to the academy as usual, and was instructed for more than a month, and finally it was the day of the township examination.

On the day when the results of the township examination were released, he looked at the list anxiously. Not only did he fail the Huiyuan exam, but he also failed the exam for the Gongsheng students.

But Yue Ming who was standing not far from him was hit by Gong Sheng.

Jealousy arose in his heart, he stared at Yue Ming who was looking up at the list, seeing Yue Ming grinning from ear to ear, he almost wanted to kill Yue Ming with a knife.

After that, no matter how hard Zhou Jinshu worked, he failed the Gongsheng examination, let alone Huiyuan.

Time flies, Zhou Jinshu is over [-] years old, from being praised by everyone as Xie Yuangong to a gloomy young man who never goes out of the house.

He seldom talks to Zhou's mother now, and Zhou's mother also felt that it was her own fault that caused her son to fail, so she took care of her all day long.

Zhou's mother used to do some embroidery work to make a living, but the work became less and less, so she could only go to Luoyun Tower to do some rough work.

She didn't dare to tell Zhou Jinshu that she was working in a brothel, she only said that she was working as a servant for a wealthy family.

After another two years, this secret was finally discovered by Zhou Jinshu. Zhou Jinshu lost his temper and made Zhou's mother not to go again.

But Zhou's mother couldn't find any other jobs, so she had to lie to Zhou Jinshu.

Zhou Jinshu knew in his heart that Zhou's mother was deceiving him, and also knew Zhou's mother's difficulties. After many years, he finally stepped out of the house and set up a calligraphy and painting booth to subsidize the family.

He has been abandoned for many years, and his paintings are far inferior to those of an incompetent painter. He made up his mind to practice hard every day, so that he will get better.

Compared with when he was 13 years old, Zhou Jinshu's appearance has not changed much, only his hair has grown a lot, and his frame has also grown. He is always anxious when he goes out of the stall every day, afraid of being recognized by others. Fortunately, people in the world are forgetful, and most of them have already forgotten. For him, the once proud Xie Yuangong.

Since no one knew him, he pretended to be cheerful and happily chatted with the stall owner next to him, and even smiled at the customers who were looking at calligraphy and painting.

One day, on a sunny day, someone walked up to his calligraphy and painting stall, flipped through his calligraphy and paintings carefully, and said in a low voice, "Sir, can you draw erotic pictures?"

Zhou Jinshu also said that the visitor was teasing him, his face sank all of a sudden.

But the man said again without realizing it: "You draw ten erotic pictures, if I am satisfied with the drawing, I will pay you five taels of silver."

In this world, five liang of silver is enough for Zhou's mother and son to eat and drink for a year, and even buy a few new clothes.

Zhou Jinshu hesitated and said, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"

Even though he said so, but the next day, when the other party came to look for him again, he finally complied.

Zhou Jinshu had never had skin-to-skin contact with a woman, so how could he draw erotic pictures? He thought about it, so he went to wait for a brothel, wanting to see it. After giving Mammy a drop of copper coins, Mammy let him go to spy on a flower girl and her benefactor Huanai.

He shrank in a corner, staring at the two people who were entangled on the bed from a distance, and carefully wrote down all the postures.

After returning to the residence, it was past midnight, and he was very sleepy. He tried his best to trace the outline with a pen, before falling asleep on the table.

The table was very hard, and in addition to the sitting position, how could he sleep soundly, Zhou Jinshu woke up before dawn.

As soon as he woke up, he picked up his brush and began to paint. He had never painted a erotic picture, and he finished one with great difficulty, but he couldn't even see it, so he had to tear it up.

By noon, he was quite satisfied with one painting.

Zhou's mother came to call Zhou Jinshu to have dinner, and when she entered the study, she saw Zhou Jinshu painting, and she was a little happy, but when she walked in, she found that what he painted was not plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, nor was it a picture of beauties, nor was it any of the various forms of the world. , but an obscene erotic picture!

Zhou's mother said angrily: "Shu'er, what are you doing with this erotic picture!"

Zhou's mother felt that she had misunderstood Zhou Jinshu. For more than ten years, she had spoken softly in front of Zhou Jinshu. Where did she speak so loudly? Now she was really out of breath and broke out.

Zhou Jinshu was engrossed in polishing, and didn't notice that Zhou's mother came in. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Zhou's mother, and said in a cold voice: "I have no official career to speak of, and painting erotic pictures is nothing. I must not starve to death." go."

"You..." Zhou's mother had high hopes for Zhou Jinshu, hoping that he would make progress in his studies, but he didn't expect him to bluntly say that he had no official career to speak of.

Zhou's mother was angry and impatient, and wanted to persuade Zhou Jinshu a few more words, but because of her livelihood, and seeing Zhou Jinshu's insistence, she had no choice but to change the words: "Shu'er, are you hungry? Go out for dinner."

Zhou Jinshu had to set up a calligraphy and painting booth during the day, and it took about half a month, almost without rest or sleep, to complete the ten erotic pictures.

When handing in the painting, the guest was very satisfied, and readily put five taels of silver into Zhou Jinshu's hands.

Zhou Jinshu got the money, went to the clothes shop first, selected a piece of satin for Zhou's mother, made a dress, and bought a new inkstone for himself.

With the rest of his silver, he pushed open the low gate of his yard, and now it was autumn, and the living things in the yard were all bleak, with bare branches and yellow leaves falling to the ground.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhou's life is too rough, I can't finish one chapter, and the next chapter will continue

The imperial examinations are divided into: courtyard examination, township examination, general examination, palace examination

Those who pass the college examination are called Xiucai, those who pass the township examination are called Juren, No.1 is called Jieyuan, those who pass the general examination are called Gongshi, and No.1 is called Huiyuan