Chapter 111: The Female Scholar of the School The wind and rain lashed outside Zui Jun Tower, while inside, the atmosphere was as charming as a peach blossom. Zhu Ping’an, drenched like a drowned rat, was pulled into Zui Jun Tower by the villager, clutching a broken black wooden board and carrying a cloth bag […]
Chapter 110: Another Storm Brews A silent night passed, and at the break of dawn, Zhu Ping’an woke up on time. After a quick wash, he, as usual, took his things and headed towards the shores of Taihu Lake. His uncle and the others had not returned all night and had not yet come back
Chapter 109: The Enchanting Woman Ruo nan The letter was folded by the demoness into the shape of a pair of koi fish, which looked rather unique. Zhu Ping’an moved the wine jar aside, took out the letter, and opened it. The handwriting inside was far from impressive, in fact, it was worse than what
Chapter 108: The First Place in the Provincial Examination Before and after the provincial exams, Zhu Ping’an’s life remained much the same—he would rise early to practice writing and read in the morning, review and study the eight-legged essays during the day, and read by the lamp at night, coldly observing the other scholars’ post-exam
Chapter 107: The End of the Provincial Examination The provincial exam was like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge; at this very moment, it was the sprinting moment. The final exam of the provincial exam began amid the complex emotions of the students. At the beginning of the provincial exam, more than nine hundred
Chapter 106: Surprise The night was as thick as ink, pitch black, with not a trace of light… At this time, most people had already fallen into a deep sleep. A few rooms in the inn still had their lights on, one of which belonged to Zhu Ping’an, who was reading by the light of
Chapter 105: The East Hall Rankings Have Been Announced The noisy carriages and horses are heading towards the sky, and people are checking the list that has already been hung on the eastern hall. A golden-winged eagle soars across thousands of miles, while the Three Platforms still borrow jade coins. The conversation floats like the
Chapter 104: The Shocking News of the Japanese Slaves Striking while the iron is hot, Zhu Pingan, after the old fisherman left, sat by Taihu Lake, leaning against a stone, carefully flipping through the calligraphy manual that the old man had gifted him. As soon as the book was opened, just one glance was enough
Chapter 103: A Chance Encounter at Taihu Lake Early the next morning, at dawn, as the first light broke, Zhu Pingan quietly gathered his belongings as usual, slinging a cloth bag over his shoulder and carrying a black wooden board as he headed out. The young woman on the bed instinctively opened her drowsy eyes,
Chapter 102: Can’t You Just Stay Quiet for One Night? The setting sun’s blood-red glow faded, and the evening gradually enveloped the world. Zhu Pingan slowly walked toward the inn. The street was filled with the tempting aromas of various snacks, as vendors made the most of the last bit of time before the night