Prince of the Red Chamber wins rebirth

On the second day, Wang Zisheng finally plucked up his courage, went to the number room, and started the pre-examination life for the second day. With the experience of the first day, he obviously coped with it more calmly. There was a toilet in the room, he was not angry, and even smiled at the boy.

But who can explain what happened when the rain suddenly started to leak from the room in the middle of the writing? Looking outside the room, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear, but why was it raining in the room? The aunt said: "As long as it is not winter, it is normal to rain. If it rains continuously, it may last for several days. Those who are unlucky will rain as soon as they enter the examination room, and it will stop as soon as they leave the examination room. Who can say for sure? Is it possible that you can let go of the pick and give up? Anyone who achieves a big event must first work his muscles and bones and starve his body." Turning his head, he said to the boy: "Be quicker, sprinkle more evenly, After half an hour, it should be pouring rain, remember the time and the amount of rain, there must be no less, no more, and the direction, don’t forget, it’s raining from the southeast.”

After hearing this, Wang Zisheng didn't feel overwhelmed with anger. This kind of unlucky thing that happens once in ten thousand years, so coincidentally let himself catch up. This is obviously a tosser who is changing the way. He told himself to be calm, to be calm.Lin Ruhai's voice came, "Are these three stupid geese? Why don't you pack up your things quickly and find a way to protect the paper, ink, and bedding. Do you want to sleep on a wet quilt?"

It was like waking up from a dream, and hastily moved the papers to a place that did not leak, and hurriedly rolled up the quilt in one piece.I heard Jia She from the next door yelling angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu's paper." It turned out that Jia She was in a hurry, knocked over the inkstone and spilled ink on the paper, Lin Ruhai walked quickly to Jia She's desk. In front of the room, all he saw was a piece of black paper and a face that was the same color as the bottom of the pot. Jia She looked very embarrassed. Several places on his body were wet, and ink was splashed on his hair. Still dripping.Lin Ruhai just said dryly: "Two choices; one, give up, and immediately get hugged by the maids and servants, so you don't have to suffer this crime; two, continue the exam and get rid of the number room." He said in a seductive tone: "Brother Xi, why bother thinking about it? The two next to you don't have titles anymore, so they came to fight as a last resort. Brother Xi already has someone who feels like him, and he is the head of the family. Who can take brother Xi How? It's just a fame, it's just the icing on the cake, it doesn't mean that, with Brother She's style, how can he compete with this group of poor people? Just sweeping the house of Jia's house is enough for these poor people to live a lifetime. "Looked up and down again, "Tsk tsk, look, your clothes are soaked, and your shoes are also dirty. You really shouldn't! If I say you, you should live in a pavilion , eating brocade clothes and jade food, and wearing silk and satin. Isn't it?"

Jia Amnesty was somewhat shaken by these few words, "I, I, I just, just..." couldn't continue, feeling aggrieved and felt his nose sore.

At this time, Yang Mu said, "You have a knife on your head. You still have us! No matter what, we are together, aren't we?" Jia She immediately froze, and muttered: "Who said you should give up?" , just to say something, don’t let people talk about it, and you’re not dumb.” Finally, the calm was restored, and there were only the footsteps of the boy walking around in the yard.

On this day, Jia Amnesty learned to forbear, forbear. When you are not qualified to sit on an equal footing with the enemy, all you can do is to lower your head, and then work hard secretly until you are qualified to take over with the local government, baring your fangs .The three seem to be one step closer to growing up.

On the third day, the three of them looked at each other, and when they reached the gate of the nineteenth floor of hell, they saw Lin Ruhai was already waiting there, with a smile on his lips, but it gave people a feeling that something was wrong, "These days It’s so boring! I’m so bored that I watched the ants fight for three hours yesterday, and I still enjoyed it.” I brushed off the non-existent dust on my body, and glanced at the three of them, “If it weren’t for the ants’ resignation, I might as well keep fighting.” Go on, this is so sad!" He said with a sad and indignant expression.It made the three of them feel very painful, especially Jia She, who finally showed a gloating smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Jia Amnesty's scream, "You, you, you, what, what are you doing?" Lin Ruhai put his body on Jia Amnesty, and he could almost hear his breath, "Isn't this seeing Lord Jia happy! Saint! Yun, being alone is not as good as being happy with others, and Ruhai will not hide his secrets." After finishing speaking, he straightened his body, clapped his palms three times, and saw a few servants leading them. More than a dozen actors, the three of them were puzzled and at a loss.Lin Ruhai said with a smile: "Brother Yu has been very tired seeing the three virtuous brothers for the past few days, but he is powerless. Although he has invited a group of actors to entertain the three virtuous brothers, there are still seven or eight storytellers behind him. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to answer the questions and appreciate them?"

Let alone Jia Amnesty, even Wang Zisheng stared at him with rounded eyes.It's unbelievable that there are such brazen people in this world.

This morning, Wang Zisheng's intuition was as big as a bucket. To be honest, these actors were all outstanding in terms of figure and voice.But the problem is, 20 people singing together at the top of their voices, that is the noise, it is unbearable, just about to pick up a pen to write, the voice said "wait for that thief to come, let the old man kill him cleanly." , Well, a piece of paper that is about to be written is useless, and I can’t lose my temper. I can only breathe and breathe constantly, so that I can calm down. Things outside the window." It seems that this still requires a solid foundation, anyway, I can't do it myself, what kind of perseverance must this person who studies in the downtown area have to persevere, and eventually become a generation of Confucianism.But now Wang Zisheng just wants to ask this great Confucian how he did it, how is this possible.When I was studying in the past, the maids and servants in the yard didn't dare to walk around at will. They had to stand on tiptoes and slow down. How can there be such a thing.

After finally surviving until noon, when he turned his head, Jia Amnesty actually had a smug smile on his face, apparently doing well.As soon as I arrived in the yard, I couldn't wait to say: "This guy is too damaged. He wants to see my face look decadent, but I don't want to. When I entered the number room, I tore a piece of paper and rolled it into small balls, and then Plugged in the ears, the effect is not great, but better than nothing."