Chapter 251 Windfall

The snow is like yesterday, fluttering, and the world is pure white as far as the eye can see. The dead tree that has lost all its leaves in autumn seems to have a second life, blooming a tree of snow-white flowers.

"Brother Yang, you don't need to send any more."

Zhu Pingan rode on a horse, and waved goodbye to Yang Dacheng's family who were seeing him off by the roadside at the entrance of the village.

"Grandpa, stay for another day until the snow stops, and hurry on your way. Our family is really thankful to have Mr. Gong, you are our family's savior, stay a few more days, wait for the snow to stop before rushing. Right. Leaving in such a hurry, but I hate my family for not taking good care of me."

Yang Dacheng's family struggled to retain Zhu Ping'an, and thanked Zhu Ping'an from the bottom of their hearts. If Zhu Ping'an hadn't been there, their family might be in dire straits. Just relying on Huang Zandian's cannibalistic style, the Yang family will definitely be separated from his wife and children. It was because of Zhu Ping'an's helping hand that the Yang family was spared. Huang Zandian was also cut off as a student by the county magistrate, and then Huang Zandian's past crimes were investigated one by one, and he was sent to prison. As for the other guards, they were given different punishments according to the severity of their crimes, so that the Yang family had no worries.

"Brother Yang was kind enough to stay overnight yesterday, and it's time to go on the road today. It's a long journey to the capital, and the exam date is approaching, so we can't stay any longer." Zhu Pingan refused on horseback with a silly smile.

"Big brother, I also want to study for the number one prize."

The brat following Yang Dacheng looked at Zhu Ping'an and shouted loudly.

"Hehe, okay, then I'll wait for you in the capital." Zhu Pingan turned his head and smiled, then cupped his hands and said goodbye to Yang Dacheng's family.

In the heavy snow, Yiqi headed north along the official road, and slowly disappeared from the sight of Yang Dacheng's family.

"This is the benefactor of our Yang family. Later, I will find an artist to draw a portrait of benefactor, and burn incense and thank you during the festival."

Yang Dacheng looked at Zhu Ping'an's leaving figure, and said to his daughter-in-law beside him.

Along the official road, Zhu Pingan, who was heading north all the way, suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose. Somewhat inexplicable.

The heavy snow fell for another day and night. Zhu Pingan traveled during the day, and at night he found a residential house to stay for the night, and then drove again the next morning. Of course, before leaving, he would leave more than ten words for the host money.

On the third night, I stayed at the post station in Shucheng County, relying on my identity as a Juren. Zhu Pingan was able to eat and stay for free at the post station for one night. There are standards for the reception at the post station, and the standard for receiving people like Zhu Pingan at the post station can only be said to be generally low. However, thanks to the lack of people in the cold winter, the inn still received Zhu Pingan beyond the standard. Dinner was one meat, one vegetable and one soup, and the accommodation was also in a single room. Zhu Pingan was provided with hot water and a bathtub.

After taking a hot bath, Zhu Ping'an seemed to be born again, and the exhaustion all over his body was swept away.

I haven't read at night with a lamp for several days, and I'm staying in a residential house. Oil lamps are also very economical to use, so when staying overnight in village houses, Zhu Ping'an always goes to bed early. I also let go of the habit of reading at night with lamps that I have persisted in for many years.

At the post station, there is no need to worry so much. After clearing the table, I turned on the oil lamp, but no matter how bright the oil lamp is, it is not as bright and incandescent as modern fluorescent lamps, only a little dim yellow.

It's not just a dim butter lamp, but a light ink fragrance, but it's also a perfect match, and people can't help but sink into it.

First of all, I will record the little things about the journey in the past few days, and I can use it as a travel journal. When my parents ask about it when I get home, I can tell my mother about it. After writing the travel notes, Zhu Pingan chose a book called "The Analects of Confucius" from the books he was carrying, and put it on the table to read.

"The Master said: A gentleman seeks the way but not food. Farming is where he is discouraged; learning is where income is. A gentleman is worried about the way and not about poverty."

"The Master said: A gentleman has nothing to eat, nothing to live in, and nothing to live in. If he is sensitive to things but cautious in his words, he has the way and is righteous. He can be said to be eager to learn."

The universe in the word is big, and the sun and the moon are long in the text. After the exhausting trek through the wind and snow, reading at night by holding candles is also a kind of enjoyment. The pen and ink quenches thirst, poetry and books relieve fatigue, and the dim oil lamp stretches the shadow of the book that cannot be released.

In the middle of the night, turn off the lights and fall asleep, and have a good dream all night.

Further north of Shucheng County is Lu'an County, which is the jurisdiction of Luzhou Prefecture.

Zhu Ping'an had a breakfast at the post station early in the morning before setting out on his way. After walking for about three hours, he entered Lu'an County. Lu'an County belongs to Luzhou Prefecture. There are many mountains and hills here. There is a section of road that is not connected to the official road. Zhu Pingan had to drive his horse along the dirt road. This section of the road is relatively sparsely populated.

Zhu Ping'an passed through a low mountainous area at noon. He made a fire at the foot of the mountain to roast dried meat for lunch, and drank water from the gourd water bottle he carried with him. After lunch, Zhu Pingan continued to ride on horseback, hoping to see people sooner.

"hum"

Not long after riding the horse, Zhu Pingan saw a **** wild boar weighing more than 300 kilograms looking for food at the foot of the mountain. It should be that the mountain has been blocked by heavy snow these days, and the wild boar was starved to death. Bar.

When he saw a wild boar, Zhu Ping'an became vigilant.

Zhu Ping'an lives at the foot of the mountain, and he knows wild boars very well. When he was young, his father and elder brother were lucky enough to hunt a wild boar, and both father and elder brother were injured. After that time, Zhu's father repeatedly told Zhu Ping'an and his brothers not to think about attacking a wild boar when they encountered it in the wild, and it was the best policy to take it before it attacked. Zhu's father said that even skilled old hunters would not dare to hunt wild boars alone easily, and without three or five skilled old hunters, they would not dare to hunt wild boars.

Wild boars, especially adult wild boars, have extraordinary fighting power. They can hit a tree with force, not to mention the manpower of flesh and blood. Moreover, the wild boar is not a pure vegetarian animal, it is a chore animal, that is to say, it eats meat, in other words, it also eats people.

The mountain is covered by heavy snow, this wild boar weighs more than 300 catties at least, it belongs to the big brother among the wild boars, besides, judging from the appearance of this guy, he is obviously starving, starving. This guy doesn't know what to do, so Zhu Ping'an is more vigilant.

On the one hand, be wary of wild boars, and on the other hand, be wary of Shamate, who is lacking in brain damage.

Sure enough, there was no wild boar to eat in the east and west. When they saw Zhu Ping'an and Sha Matt's dark horse, they rushed over regardless.

Zhu Ping'an had been on guard for a long time. He pulled the reins of Matt's black horse and rode the horse around an arc to avoid the wild boar's collision.

After flying into the air, the hungry wild boar went mad, pricked up its ears, bristled its fur, and howled at Zhu Pingan, before chasing after it aggressively.

The crazy wild boar is really not slow, especially in the mountains, and the home field advantage of this product is even more powerful.

Looking at the wild boar, Zhu Pingan calmly rode his horse to a hillside, and then circled an arc and accelerated downhill.

The wild boar was originally fast, but now it is going downhill faster, and it is about to catch up.

At this moment, Zhu Pingan pulled the reins, and the dark horse Shamate made a sharp turn, and a big rock suddenly appeared right in front of it. The wild boar was chasing downhill so fast that it couldn't stop at all, and it didn't have time to turn, so it slammed into the stone.

Hearing the earth-shattering loud noise, Zhu Ping'an felt a little bit pained, this **** is too strong.

Uh, wild boars really don't know how to do brain teasers. It seems that the joke that Uncle Zhao's old sow with black background and white flowers doesn't know how to do brain teasers has a basis.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Pingan rode the Shamat black horse along the mountain road again. The difference was that the Shamat black horse was pulling a simple sled made of branches, and a black wild boar lay on the sled.

Zhu Ping'an didn't expect that the collision just now would become the wild boar's eternity, which was a complete windfall for him.

In line with the principle of not wasting, I had no choice but to accept all of it.

(end of this chapter)