The rise of the poor

Chapter 987
Not long after Zhu Ping'an arrived, Xu Jie and his wife took the chair, and the birthday banquet officially began. Delicious food and wine filled the tables in front of everyone one after another. Of course, the symbols of the birthday banquet - birthday peaches and birthday noodles were indispensable.

The toasts were staggered, and the teachers and students had a good time.

After Xu Jie brought three glasses of opening wine and sprinkled a handful of dog food, all the students began to congratulate and offer birthday gifts to their teacher. A few cases were drawn up, and the four treasures of the study were presented.

Its meaning is self-evident.

All the disciples came forward one by one to present poems and lyrics to celebrate the birthday. Once they showed their talents, the banquet became a grand event in the literary world.

When it comes to writing poems and lyrics, none of the people present is not good at it, and there are frequent birthday wishes and praises.

Among them, the birthday poem written by Zhang Juzheng triggered the first climax of the birthday banquet.

"Mrs. He"

Tossing chips in the East China Sea does not count the years,
The life span of the world is extended to three thousand.

I wish you more Songshan blessings with you,
The Big Dipper and the South Kei are shoulder to shoulder.

Zhang Juzheng's birthday poem is full of fairy spirit and beautiful meaning, and indirectly praises Xu Jie and his wife's love of husband and wife side by side. He said the word "good".

Then everyone came forward to write poems to celebrate birthday according to their seating order. When it was Zhu Ping'an's turn, Xu Dashao Xu Fan stepped forward and made a move.

"Zi Hou, if you can compose an amazing birthday poem, you can avoid the three glasses of fine wine for being late today. However, if you can't do it, then you will have to pay the three glasses of fine wine for being late." It has become six cups. I know Zihou is not a good drinker, so I came up with this idea to help you. How about it, brother?"

Young Master Xu appeared suddenly, patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, winked at Zhu Pingan, and smiled.

"Brother, you are really a brother..."

Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth, and a sentence escaped from between his teeth. He couldn't refuse at all at this time.

"You are polite, you are good brothers. Oh, by the way, you can't let people think that I take care of you too much. It's not good for you or me. How about this, let's give you a cup of tea time. Come on, Zihou, Write it quickly."

Young Master Xu chuckled, and stuffed the brush into Zhu Ping'an's hand without refusal, then poured himself a cup of tea, took a big gulp, apologized, but smiled like a dog's tail flower, Hehe smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Zihou, I accidentally drank half a glass..."

"Brother, don't choke..." The corners of Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched.

Seeing this, Xu Fan smiled even brighter.

Zhu Ping'an was very clear about his drinking capacity. If he really drank six glasses of wine, he would lie down and go home.

Then the only way left is to write an amazing birthday poem.

but
It is not difficult to make a birthday poem, but it is very difficult to make a birthday poem that is amazing.

Moreover, with Zhang Juzheng's poem in front, the difficulty is even greater.

Then.

Since the conventional path is not easy to follow, we have no choice but to not take the conventional path.

Zhu Pingan insisted on writing brushes, cleared up his thoughts, and began to conceive in this direction. Almost at the same time, a birthday poem by Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou in the Qing Dynasty, came to Zhu Pingan's mind.

Really sleepy send a pillow.

Zhu Ping'an's heart moved, okay, I'll use you.

The idea is set.

Then.

every unit.

note.

I, Zhu Ping'an, am about to pretend.

Zhu Pingan persisted in dipping his brush in the ink, wrote the title "Congratulations to Mrs. Mu's Birthday", and then wrote two words in the text in another line without stopping:

"Naihe"

However, as soon as these two words came out, the surrounding peers all looked at each other in surprise.

"Naihe" means "what to do, deal with it". This word is not a positive, festive, or blessing word. It is a negative word for frustration and helplessness. How can this word be used to write birthday poems?

Zhuangyuan Lang couldn't be angry with First Young Master Xu and intentionally try to scare him, right? !
No way, although Young Master Xu's actions are a bit difficult, but Zhuangyuan Lang is too narrow-minded, why not just a few glasses of wine, as for playing petty temper like this.

Besides, what kind of occasion is this? Zhu Pingan must have been kicked by a donkey for playing such a petty temper on this occasion.

We couldn't be more clear, Master Xu cared for him, Zhu Ping'an, and cared for him in many ways in the court, which made me envious, and blamed the teacher for being partial, but how did he, Zhu Pingan, repay the teacher? At the teacher's mother's birthday banquet, he wrote such unlucky words as "Naihe" in a fit of anger, Zhu Ping'an's conscience must have been eaten by dogs.

Many of the disciples who were watching showed angry faces, and blamed Zhu Ping'an endlessly.

Zhang Juzheng was also slightly surprised, but his surprise was different from others, to be precise, he was curious.Zhang Juzheng didn't think that Zhu Ping'an would get angry and lose his temper. He was just curious about how Zhu Ping'an could write a good birthday essay starting with "Nai He".

"Ahem... Zihou, you..."

Xu Fan, who was drinking tea next to him, saw the word "Naihe" written by Zhu Pingan, and spit out tea in surprise.

Zhang Siwei behind Zhu Pingan was startled for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, Zihou, you are here again
"Ahem, Zihou, why are your hands slipping?"

Wang Shizhen was concerned, but when he saw the word "helpless" written by Zhu Pingan, he not only sweated for Zhu Pingan, but also quietly stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Zhu Pingan's clothes, laughing and making an excuse for Zhu Pingan.

However, Wang Shizhen was not good at lying, so finding an excuse for Zhu Ping'an would make him blush.

Slippery?

How dare you say it, come and try it out.Swipe at most with one stroke, but can you still swipe out two words?

When the surrounding audience heard Wang Shizhen's excuse for Zhu Ping'an, they were all speechless.

Zhu Pingan turned his head and blinked his right eye at Wang Shizhen quietly. Wang Shizhen was taken aback by Zhu Pingan's blink, and then suddenly realized, he shook his head dumbfounded, this guy Zihou was about to pretend again.

In the eyes of everyone criticizing, Zhu Pingan persisted in dipping the brush in the ink, and then wrote the word "Naihe".

what? !

He wrote another "Naihe"!What is Zhu Pingan doing? ! !
Is he crazy?
When everyone saw Zhu Pingan wrote another Naihe, their eyes almost popped out in surprise, and those with a bad heart were clutching their chests.

What are you going to do, Zihou?
Holding the teacup, Xu Fan stared blankly at Zhu Ping'an, with a bewildered expression on his face. He was slightly surprised just now, but now he is already taken aback.

Wang Shizhen was much calmer now, and stood behind Zhu Pingan with Zhang Siwei, taking time to watch Zhu Ping's installation.

(End of this chapter)