"Hey Miss Li, since your father is a scholar, what kind of books do you have at home?"
Yang Ming then remembered that this arrogant girl must have a lot of books because of her family background.
It's better to lend it to him than to eat it, which can be considered as making the best use of it.
"Hmph."
The arrogant girl was still angry, but she looked at the stupid maid next to her.
"My master has a large collection of four books and five classics, and the great master of the dynasty has commented on them all over the room."
Xiao Cui, the stupid maid, knew that the time had come, and she quickly introduced them with high spirits, and then said, "My young lady has read almost all of them."
Therefore, Chinese language is an art The room full of books in the front is just a foil.
The key point is that almost all our girls have read it in the back.
The arrogant girl next to her straightened her back a bit when she heard this, as if Li Qingzhao was still alive.
"It seems that Xiaosheng was rude."
Yang Ming quickly imitated the scholar's behavior on TV and apologized, and then said: "I wonder if Miss can lend a few books to Xiaosheng for observation."
"It doesn't matter if I lend you a few books, but why should I lend them to you?"
The proud girl was very confident.
"This, this, as the saying goes, happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone, we" "Okay, let's talk about monkeys with you."
The proud girl Wan'er smiled, which made the whole ruined temple look better.
"If you tell me the story of monkeys every day, I can consider giving it to you.
Get two books” "A word from a gentleman," Yang Ming said happily.
He was worried about not having any books to study, so when he wanted to sleep, someone gave him a pillow.
"With a whip from the horse," the arrogant girl took over and completed the deal.
Then she looked at Yang Ming and said, "Would you like to do it first?"
"Okay."
In order to study, Yang Ming had no choice but to continue the lecture: "This is a fight with Dou Yun.
One fight is a thousand miles away."
"Keep talking, why are you gone?"
A few people just listened in rapt attention.
Sun Wukong had just learned how to follow Douyun and the seventy-two transformations.
Subhuti expelled him from the masters because of showing off, and Yang Ming actually stopped talking again.
"Speak quickly" Yang Ming looked at the curious babies in front of him who were looking forward to listening to the book.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
This was the effect he wanted.
"Well, that's it for today."
Yang Ming nodded with satisfaction.
This was the effect he wanted.
Then he stood up and walked to the door.
He looked up at the sky outside the temple door where it was still raining heavily and couldn't help frowning.
If the rain continues to rain, What a troublesome thing.
The raindrops were still like the Milky Way, falling from the sky, splashing water on the road, and there were also many on the eaves, hitting the ground towards the door. bang bang bang A few stars fell on Yang Ming, coldly, and suddenly seemed to make him sober.
Yes, this is the Ming Dynasty, and it is no longer the future where everyone is equal.
Just now, he was still looking at the world from a modern perspective, Zhang Jin, Zhang Yin, or everything around him.
He felt that people living in this world were equal, maybe it was just the amount of money.
Until now, in this ruined temple, I slowly realized in the rain that this was an era of superiority and inferiority.
No matter what, he was just a farmer, a farmer who could barely afford food and clothing.
The reason why he is like this, just as he wants to take the imperial examination and become an official, is not only to obtain the power to eat meat, but also because he is unwilling to do so and does not want to be as useless as in his previous life.
In fact, he should have understood it long ago, but he didn't think deeply about it.
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Scholars, farmers, workers and merchants are such ridiculous classes.
But this ridiculous division is deeply rooted and has taken root in this vast land for thousands of years.
"Brother Ming, what are you looking at?"
Zhang Yin asked, seeing Yang Ming sitting in a daze at the door, while continuing to eat grilled crabs.
He seemed to be in a good mood as he chewed the crab shells.
"Oh" Yang Ming responded and said, "Let me see if your brother has brought anyone back."
Things were getting a little complicated.
He got up and went back to the fire.
He slowly picked up branches and pierced the crabs, then lit the fire to bake them.
"Miss, look at that poor man in a daze."
Cui'er, the stupid maid, gently grinded her teeth in the arrogant girl's ear on one side of her face and said, "This poor man has been tired of being at the door for a long time.
He looked at the heavy rain outside and didn't speak.
I just came back to my soul” "Yeah."
The arrogant girl seemed to be interested.
At this time, her clothes had almost been dried.
She turned her head and glanced at Yang Ming with her beautiful eyes.
Judging from his lost look, he was definitely not in a daze.
He should be in a daze.
What are you thinking about?
"Miss, you've seen it too."
The stupid maid seemed a little nervous.
She hurriedly clasped her hands together and bowed faintly to the water god statue in the middle of the temple.
Then she whispered mysteriously: "Miss, is it not the poor guy who smashed the temple just now?"
The door panel must have alarmed the Water God."
Li Yanran is not a stupid maid.
She has a rich family background.
Although her father was only a scholar, he is also a wise man from all over the country.
The so-called water gods and ghosts are just to fool some stupid people.
A smile appeared inadvertently at the corner of her mouth, which was so beautiful and moving.
"Don't talk nonsense there."
The arrogant girl thought for a moment and then ordered, "Tui'er, go and ask the poor man to tell you the story of the monkey."
"It's Miss."
The stupid maid hurriedly responded and walked slowly towards Yang Ming.
"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan."
The arrogant girl silently recited Yang Ming's sentence just now.
Can this guy really pass the exam smoothly?
The branches kept turning slowly above the flames.
The crab shells had turned golden, and some of the golden color began to turn red.
The fragrance of river freshness slowly spread out in this small ruined temple again.
It's about to be cooked At this moment, the discordant voice of the stupid maid came over again.
"My poor lady asked you to tell him the story of monkeys."
Yang Ming's mind was a little confused.
He told the story that as soon as he entered the house, he kicked down the door and started a fire.
All he did was hard work.
Just now, he had roasted a bunch of crabs and your lady had occupied them.
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This was in his belly.
I've been shaking so hard for a long time that I can't live without telling stories.
"No."
Yang Ming didn't even turn around.
Seeing that the crabs on the branches had become as beautiful as fire, and their red appearance, he quickly stopped baking.
He took a big tong in his hand and said, "Didn't you see me here?"
When you eat, you say: You don't talk when you eat, and you don't talk when you sleep."
After saying this, he didn't care about the resentful eyes of the stupid maid and started to taste the crab leisurely: