The two officials in the room just glanced at Zhu Pingan, and then lowered their heads again to write seriously, fully concentrated on the work of the pen.
Today the saint is in a very bad mood, early in the morning sent the chamberlain to Wuyi 壂 set up the task, put the Yamen manpower before the submission of an article, if there is a masterpiece will not begrudge the heavy reward.
Yan chief minister listen to the order to go to the Palace of Eternal Life before, but also deliberately called the people to a place and instructed once again.
Everyone has a number in mind, this is the task, but also an opportunity to soar. If you get the heart of the Holy Spirit, the article in the Holy Spirit that out of the head, the future promotion and wealth is simply as smooth as the boat, no, I should say is a flat step on the green clouds.
Such a heaven-sent opportunity, can not be taken.
The two officials in the room are fully concentrated on the article, the room is very quiet, only a slight inaudible pen and ink wandering in the paper issued by the sound.
However, the next second, a sound of ink grinding was heard, although very slight, but in the quiet room where a needle could be heard, it was still very obvious.
We are all writing with all our hearts, what are you doing here to make a mess?
The two officials in the room raised their heads with some dissatisfaction and looked towards Zhu Pingan, the only other person in this room besides the two of them was Zhu Pingan, and this sound could only have been made by Zhu Pingan.
They looked up but found that Zhu Pingan had already laid out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was now studying ink, in a posture of writing on a case.
The two officials were slightly stunned, and then smiled somewhat breathlessly.
You, Zhu Pingan, are you going to come along and write one too? But don’t you think it’s too late? All of us have already begun to conceptualise and write in the morning, and only now will we be writing to the end.
If you want to write a good piece of writing, how can you not do it properly?
It is now only two joss sticks of time before the release of the court, this time is not even enough to conceptualise, you still want to come to this hilarious! Young man, your heart is still not right.
This opportunity is good.
But, unfortunately, you’ve already missed it.
It’s too late.
The two officials shook their heads and laughed, then lowered their heads again to create their article, which was just about to be finished. In their opinion it was when they finished creating, it was estimated that Zhu Pingan had not yet finished his ideas and had not even written a single word.
When the two officials were creating, Zhu Pingan’s ink had already been studied.
With the two officials in the room is not the same as expected, Zhu Pingan research good ink, do not even think about it, directly put up the pen and began to write up.
What’s that noise?
What is that sound?
It seems like the sound of writing ah?
The sound of Zhu Pingan’s pen on paper and ink falling attracted the attention of the two officials in the room again at once.
Curious, the two raised their heads again.
It did not matter if they raised their heads, the scene that came into their eyes shocked them and they almost could not hold the brushes in their hands, only to see that in their line of sight, Zhu Ping An was running his pen like a fly and had already begun to write on the paper.
Crap!
You f*cking differently conceived ah?
Seeing this scene, the two officials almost spat out a mouthful of blood, knowing that after they received the task in the morning, just the conception of a morning and a lunch time ah.
Zhu Pingan is responsible for inspecting the Taicang silver warehouse, has not been in the Wuyi Pavilion, and did not know the possibility of today’s article proposition, he just came, and can only just know.
But I did not expect Zhu Pingan this kid is not the usual way, even if the idea is not even conceived, directly on the pen writing, this let them how not shocked.
Of course this is not the most let them shocked, when they noticed the paper under the hands of Zhu Pingan, can not help but rubbed his eyes, looked carefully again and again, and then would have been already surprised the mouth opened wide, this time opened even bigger, almost can be stuffed into a fist.
You …… the paper under your hand but the question book ah, this is officially sent to the imperial inspection with the question book ah.
You …… you do not conceive not to mention, but also f*cking do not draft ah!
Cao Zhi in the Three Kingdoms, Cao Wei, Cao Zhi seven steps into a poem, and now he Zhu Pingan is not the slightest bit better, is it that this is the talent of the scholar?
The two officials felt hurt by a ton of ……
However, they still do not believe in their hearts, you do not conceive, two do not draft, you can write what kind of article ah?
Even if you are a bit quick-witted, you can’t write a brilliant article in this amount of time.
Do you really think you are Cao Zhi?
But even Cao Zhi’s seven-step poem, there is no literary merit, rather than a poem, it is more like a limerick, just under the threat of death, hastily written, the only reason why it will be able to be remembered for generations to come, but in full view of all the people in the Strait, hit the key point of brotherly love, so that Cao Pi’s heart has a sense of guilt, can not be cheeky to kill him, and in the light of the history of the past, this will be able to be remembered for generations to come, only.
The topic of today’s article is not simple, Cao Zhi’s seven-step poem is not enough.
But look at Zhu Pingan that face full of confidence and pen down the appearance of clouds and water, they are shaken, is it that Zhu Pingan can really write a good piece of work?
Under the curiosity, the two officials with all these thoughts couldn’t help but stretch their necks and looked towards the pen of Zhu Ping An.
Zhu Pingan’s brush was like a dragon king travelling in the clouds, and his pen was like clouds of smoke, and under his hand, a single brush stroke jumped out onto the paper.
One brush stroke was like a dragon entering the sea, and a great righteousness came to the surface.
Really good words!
Even if they had been penning, facing Zhu Pingan’s words, they would have to sigh at their own inferiority.
Wait a minute.
What is Zhu Pingan writing?
The two officials once again opened their mouths wide, even more exaggerated than when they had just seen Zhu Ping An’s unconstructed and undrafted writing.
While they were looking, Zhu Pingan had already written seven words. But just these words made the two officials lose their composure.
After reading these seven words, one of the officials could not believe his eyes, his eyes almost glazed over, completely stunned, with his mouth open, staring blankly at these seven words written by Zhu Ping An, unable to utter a word for a long time.
The other official also looked as if he had seen a living ghost, inhaling Avray and slowly exhaling after several seconds.
This wasn’t real, was it?
Was this really written by Zhu Pingan?
After several seconds, the two officials regained their composure, and the next action of the two had the same expression, looking at the words written by Zhu Pingan’s pen, and then looking up at Zhu Pingan, followed by shaking their heads with a speechless face.
Because the seven words written under Zhu Pingan’s pen were, “One Kneeling in front of Buddha for three thousand years.”
Three thousand years of kneeling in front of the Buddha?
The two officials looked at each other, amused, angry and speechless, this Zhu Pingan was here to be funny, right?
The meaning of the title is not clear! He dares to write and send it to the Royal Court!
Why is His Majesty in a bad mood? It is not because of the Buddha’s power to suppress Taoism, Taoism is not vibrant, the people of the civil fools people “family Maitreya Buddha, household Guanshiyin”, but lamented Cihang Zhenjun no one knows.
You also kneel in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, you are still very sincere! It’s not enough to kneel in front of the Buddha, you have to kneel for three thousand years.
When His Holiness reads your article, he’ll probably be able to vomit blood!
Oh, no.
He’s not trying to attract His Majesty’s attention this way, is he?
OK!
You’ve got guts!
