Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 297 God Turtle Lives Long

  The entire Hou Mansion was filled with blank eyes.

  Zhu Ping'an went back to his guest room as if nothing had happened, with his eyes blanked all the way, washed up, laid out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, opened an ancient scroll, and sat at the desk to read it slowly.

  The night is gradually falling, the starry sky arrives unexpectedly, the moon is hazy, the night is hazy, everything is in plain sight.

  However, Miss Fifth's courtyard in the backyard of Hou's Mansion was still brightly lit, and there was a constant flow of servant girls. Under the guidance of Baozi's little maid and the two old mothers, the maids who kept coming and going rearranged the courtyard in an orderly manner. The potted plants were replaced, the dressing table was replaced, the bedding, etc. were all replaced again.

  The Sixth Miss of the Hou Mansion had already washed and was about to go to sleep, but she was attracted by the movement in the courtyard of the Fifth Sister next door, so she sent her personal maid to inquire about it. The little maid came back soon, and reported the news she heard to Miss Six one by one.

   "Miss Fifth disliked the rough material of the quilt, and asked someone to replace it with a silk quilt."

   "Miss Fifth said that the dressing table was too old-fashioned, and it was an eyesore. When she came, she had someone re-customize a set and sent it over."

   "Miss Wu said that the spices burned in the room smelled impure, so someone changed the incense burner and the spices."

   In Li Shu's yard, the little girl Baozi and the two old mothers directed the maids in the yard to work back and forth, and rearranged the yard. Although the workload was heavy, it didn't take much time. The reason is that there are a lot of little maids and old ladies who come here to wait for orders. It's very simple, because Li Shu is generous, and any little maid and old lady who comes here to move things as ordered will have a reward of one tael of silver.

Everyone can get a tael of silver, even the second-class maid in the Hou's mansion, the monthly money she gets is about the same amount a month, and the average little girl gets less than this amount .

  That's why, the maids and mothers in other courtyards actively came to Fifth Miss's place to wait for orders.

   So much so that a certain lady lost her temper because of the lack of manpower in the room.

   "Miss, why do we give them money for nothing? You are the master of this house. It's only natural to order them."

   Baozi's little maid, Hua'er, waited for the old maids in the yard to receive the reward, and after leaving happily, she pouted her mouth in pain and complained to her own lady.

   "Take it beforehand. Give it first."

  Li Shu was lazily leaning halfway on the embroidered couch, with a pair of watery eyes that were dark and bright, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she said faintly.

   When Baozi's little maid heard the words, Baozi's face wrinkled into a ball, and he couldn't understand what his lady said. But it feels so advanced.

  In the dead of night, the noisy Hou Mansion returned to calm, except for those who were on duty at night, everyone had already fallen asleep. It's just that the lights are still on in a certain room, and it can be seen from the silhouette of the window that someone in the room is still holding on to the book.

  The next day, Zhu Ping'an got up to wash up as usual, and after washing, he studied ink and practiced calligraphy. After writing two big characters, I heard the sound of the Hou's mansion gradually waking up, and the servant girl started to get busy again. Waiting for the masters to get up and wash.

  After Zhu Pingan finished practicing calligraphy, after morning reading, and even wrote an essay, a servant came to deliver breakfast to Zhu Pingan with this food box. Although it was a bit late, the quality of the food was very high. Even myself, a pseudo-uncle who was not valued by the Hou Mansion, had four dishes of two meat and two vegetables for breakfast.

   Not long after breakfast, another young man came to report.

"Mr. Xixi, who taught Young Master Yan Gong in the Hou's Mansion, had something to do at home yesterday, so he took a day off today. He originally wanted Master Yan Zhou to teach his younger brother Yan Gong. It's just that Young Master Yan Zhou got up at night and caught a cold yesterday, the old lady thought. Mr. Zhu passed the Juren examination at a young age, so he thought about asking Mr. Zhu to urge Young Master Yan Gong to work hard today. Don't bother me, just urge Young Master Yan Gong to study hard. I hope you don't refuse."

  Speaking of this, how can I refuse? Besides, I have a short mouth, and I have already eaten two meals from him, so how can I refuse.

   Besides, it’s just a matter of urging me to read a book. It doesn't affect my reading.

  Therefore, Zhu Pingan packed up a few books and followed the young man to Li Yangong's study in the Hou Mansion. Walking on the road, Zhu Ping'an was still wondering who the young master Li Yangong was talking about, maybe that brat.

  After walking to the destination, Zhu Pingan couldn't help laughing when he saw the provocative chubby face in the study room. This naughty Li Yangong is really such a brat.

   "Why did you come here, you bastard, I already read a page by myself."

   This brat seemed to know that Zhu Ping'an was coming, and he wasn't surprised to see Zhu Ping'an coming.

This brat should be the devil king of the Hou Mansion, from the figure of the servant who led Zhu Pingan to the study and then left in a hurry, it can be seen that he escaped so fast, it should have been played badly by this brat .

  In the study room, only Xiongzi and Zhu Pingan were left.

   Zhu Pingan turned a blind eye to the provocation of the brat, and walked into the study with a faint smile on his face. There are only two seats in the study, facing each other. One is the seat made by Xiongzi, and the other is a slightly higher position opposite to Xiongzi. This is the seat of Mr. Xixi.

  Zhu Ping'an walked to the opposite seat and pretended to sit.

  The bear boy on the opposite side watched Zhu Pingan about to sit down, and his fat face couldn't help grinning. But in the next second, Zhu Pingan smiled and stopped sitting down, then turned around and removed the two nails placed on the seat.

   Seeing this, the bear kid made a long, frustrated voice.

  Then, the frustrated voice of the bear child rose one after another. The worms caught in the scroll, the ink splashed on the table, and the glue on the brush holder... were all resolved one by one by Zhu Pingyun calmly.

  The bear boy looked at Zhu Pingan, who was sitting and reading seriously, and gritted his teeth. He had a fat face like a bulldog, and seemed to always look for opportunities to take revenge.

   Not long after, a young man came over and reported that the master of the Hou Mansion would be back at noon, and when he came back at noon, he would check the homework assigned to the bear boy ten days ago.

  The boy’s words scared the brat enough, his father is very strict, these days he is too busy to play, and he has long forgotten his homework to Java. The teacher couldn't control him, so he didn't even do the homework assigned ten days ago.

   "Although the tortoise lives long."

  So, after the boy left, the bear child ignored Zhu Ping'an and picked up the scroll, shaking his head and shaking his fat face, and began to recite it bitterly.

   Oh, Cao Cao's "Gui Shu Shou".

Seeing the bitter boy who was so bitter and bitter, shaking his head and reciting the book, Zhu Pingan suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and when the boy had just recited "The Turtle Lives Long", Zhu Pingan followed the little fat man's voice and started reciting it clearly. , Articulate clearly, catchy, very rhythmic.

   "Although the tortoise is thin, it still has some meat. Let's make the soup first, and then eat the meat!"

  Then, the brat who had just memorized the beginning was in a mess. He couldn’t remember what the original text was, and his fat face was about to collapse.

  So, the bear boy started again, "Although the turtle lives long."

   "Although the tortoise is thin, it still has some meat. Let's make the soup first, and then eat the meat!" Zhu Ping'an hooked up the corner of his lips again.

   So three times.

  When the bear child endorsed the book again, he said, "Although the tortoise is thin, it still has a bit of meat. Let's make the soup first, and then eat the meat"!

  Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the boy with encouragement.

   Then the bear child disappeared on the road of the turtle, although he was thin, and he couldn't hold back the stew and gnawed meat.

  (end of this chapter)