Rise From the Humble

Chapter 366: Even if you turn into ashes, I also recognize it



  Chapter 366 Even if you turn into ashes, I will recognize it

   In the past, it was not enough to exaggerate the filth, but now there is no limit to the debauchery.

  The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

  —Meng Jiao's "After Enrollment"

The turbulent crowd in the streets and alleys can ignite the air with enthusiasm, and the wide Chang'an Avenue is packed tightly. Zhu Pingan rode his horse slowly onto Chang'an Avenue. Looking at this scene, the first feeling in his heart was the song "Denke back".

   It can be said that after ten years of cold windows, no one asked, and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!

  As Zhu Ping'an rode his horse onto Chang'an Street, the people who had been waiting for a long time in the streets and alleys immediately climaxed, and people's eyes boiled as soon as they fell on Zhu Ping'an.

   "Look, look, Zhuangyuanlang is so young, even younger than my brother."

   "That's not true. I'm afraid the number one scholar is not yet an adult. How did he teach this child? What did he eat to grow up? Why is he so powerful?"

"Oh my God, I really can't believe my eyes. This number one scholar is really young and promising. This one is worth it. It's worth it. I've squeezed for a long time. When I go back now, I have something to tell the old lady, so save me She got used to my good grandson so badly."

  People looked at Zhu Pingan, the number one scholar, and exclaimed one after another, as if they saw aliens invading the earth. They were full of inconceivable, screaming again and again.

"You don't know, right? My seventh uncle's eighth uncle's little nephew works at the house of an elder. This elder is good friends with an elder from the Ministry of Rites. I just got the news. This number one scholar is only fourteen years old this year, and he is the youngest number one scholar since the founding of the Ming Dynasty."

  An uncle talked to the screaming people nearby with a ostentatious face, and watched with satisfaction that everyone around him looked at him, and then broke another news under the urging of everyone:

"This number one scholar is really not simple. You must not know that this number one scholar came from a poor family. Whether you understand it or not, it has nothing to do with being in the court. This number one scholar's family is a farmer who farms at the foot of the mountain. As for the younger ones, they all rely on themselves for the examination of the number one scholar."

  Uncle’s revelation caused even more surprised screams from the crowd. In addition, revelations like Uncle's are happening all over Chang'an Avenue.

  Whether it is modern or ancient times, ordinary people like to see Diaosi's counterattack against the rich and handsome, not to mention this inspirational story of a peasant boy's counterattack to the number one scholar!

  People looked at Zhu Ping'an even more fieryly, and their screams were like a mountain tsunami.

Especially some girls who are well-dressed, with pink faces and almond-like eyes, raised their slender handkerchiefs, hair flowers, etc., and threw them at Zhu Ping'an vigorously. Time is like a rain of handkerchiefs and sachets.

With red robes, red flowers, golden saddles and big horses, Zhu Ping'an, who was cheering and cheering, became the focus of everyone's attention. Scholars.

  It should be me on the horse!

   Ouyang Zishi walked behind, looking at the object of everyone's attention, Zhu Pingan, who was thrown by thousands of girls, his handsome face was filled with jealousy.

Ordinary people in the capital are crowded in the streets and alleys to watch the champion man. The rich people are not like this. They have booked private rooms on both sides of the street early, arranged for servants to tidy up and arrange them comfortably, and sat leisurely. Watch from the window.

  For example, the second floor of the restaurant on the street was taken over by the Yan Mansion.

An elegant room by the window on the second floor has been tidied up, with a soft couch, brocade quilts, flower arrangements, porcelain vases and glazed cups, etc. It is very comfortable. The curtains can be seen clearly from the inside to the outside, but the inside cannot be seen clearly from the outside.

  Second Miss Yan stood in front of the window, stretched out her slender hand to open a corner of the curtain, her bright eyes looked out of the window, calm and calm as water.

Second Miss Yan was accompanied by a few little girls, who were in high spirits, excited like something, leaned in front of the window, stretched their necks, looked out the window without blinking, and waited for the imperial guard with their little feet on their feet. The Street Kuaguan passed by here.

   "Miss, miss, when my uncle left, I specifically told the steward in the mansion to clean up this room. He said that Chang'an Street can be seen most clearly from here, and it is indeed very clear now."

   "My uncle said that this time the champion is a sure thing. The master said that I will ask my uncle to propose marriage after the palace examination. Miss is really blessed."

   "That's right, my uncle will lead the horse and pass by here later"

  A few little girls were scratching the window, talking shortly in their little mouths.

"What nonsense, who is the uncle, and I didn't agree, don't dare to talk nonsense, be careful with your skin." The second lady of Yan's mansion moved her eyes away from the window, turned her face, bit her lip, and swept her face vigorously. I glanced at a few little girls.

  The little girls shrank their necks, stuck out their tongues, and lost a smile.

  Suddenly there was a lot of people outside the window, gongs, drums and firecrackers blared, and the little girls standing in front of the window stretched their necks and looked out the window like a cat smelling fish.

   Outside the window, not far from Chang'an Street, I saw a team of boasting officials from Yu Street approaching, and after a while, I saw a man wearing a big red robe and a big red flower, riding a big red horse slowly.

   "Grandpa ~ uncle ~ is here."

   "Miss, look at my uncle coming~~"

  So, the little girls climaxed with excitement.

The excited voices of the little girls came one after another, but when the Zhuangyuan Lang, who was wearing a red robe and red flowers and riding a red horse, approached, the voices of the little girls suddenly chirped like an old hen being choked by someone. , came to an abrupt end.

  Yeah, that's not right, why is the number one scholar not a son-in-law, who is this man! The little girls looked at Zhuangyuanlang outside the window, dumbfounded.

However

  When their chirping stopped abruptly, their young lady's screams suddenly sounded in the room.

   "Ah~"

  Their calm, ordinary young lady suddenly let out a scream that pierced the sky.

When Miss Yan's screams sounded, the little girls were thinking this way, look, the lady was also surprised, just now the lady said that she would not agree to let us call you aunt, now the lady is worried, Miss was shy just now, but now she is showing her true feelings.

  The gossip flames of the little girls just ignited, but they were extinguished by the second Miss Yan.

   "Ah~~ So it's you, a disciple!"

  After the Second Miss Yan screamed, she gritted her teeth in such a voice, making the little girls around her stupid.

  Deng. Deng Tuzi.

  The little girls were stunned, they were dumbfounded, disciples? What's going on here? Could it be that Miss has something to do with this No. 1 man?

  Don't scare me, Miss? !

  The little girls just came up with this idea, and then they saw a scene that took them out of their wits:

After my young lady yelled this voice, she looked left and right, then gritted her teeth and took off the emerald enamel hairpin on her head, and pointed towards the number one scholar wearing a red robe and riding a red horse outside the window. Lang lost it.

  Miss Xiao. actually gave her favorite hairpin to that person?

  The little girls couldn't help but have an idea in their hearts, no wonder the lady disagreed when the master said that she was married to the uncle, so it was because of this person? !

   When did this happen, why don’t we know?

   If the master finds out about this, he can’t take our skin off!

  The little girls turned pale with fright when they saw the attitude of their lady taking off the embroidered shoes after throwing away the golden hairpin.

Zhu Pingan was riding a horse and smiling back at the enthusiastic crowd, when he suddenly saw a hairpin-shaped thing flying past the horse's head, thinking it was something like the handkerchief thrown by those shy girls before, Didn't take it seriously.

   But after taking two steps, another embroidered shoe fell from the sky and hit the horse's head with a clatter.

Uh

  I can understand throwing handkerchiefs, hairpins, etc., but it’s a bit too much for you to lose your shoes.

   He couldn't help but look up to see who lost it, but who knew that when he looked up, he saw the scene of the ghost flying away!

  A young girl in front of the window on the second floor facing the street was gnashing her teeth and staring at herself, holding an embroidered shoe in her hand as if she was about to lose her power.

   This girl is none other than the Second Miss Yan who was out of the bath that I accidentally bumped into when I was at Yan's Mansion last time!

  So Zhu Ping'an immediately lowered his head, stretched out his sleeves to cover his face, clamped the horse's belly forcefully, speeded up, and whispered in his mouth, you can't see me, you can't see me

   Cover!

  Deng Tuzi, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes!

  Second Miss Yan was full of grief and anger, she turned her grief into strength, broke through the little girls' resistance, and threw the embroidered shoes viciously at Zhu Pingan who was fleeing in desperation

  (end of this chapter)


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