After walking out of the shop for a long time, Zhu Hao was thinking about something when Mr. Lu in front of him suddenly stopped.
Zhu Hao met Mr. Lu's scrutinizing gaze and pretended to be confused: "What do you mean by Mr. Lu's words?"
Mr. Lu said: "You think I can't see it? In fact, you don't only know a few words. You should have finished studying "The Thousand-Character Classic", right? Is there an expert giving guidance behind your back, but your mother doesn't know it?"
Chiguoguo’s temptation!
Zhu Hao recalled that the old man had accepted him as his disciple yesterday, and he probably had no good intentions. He put on a leisurely expression: "My background is quite good, but it does not mean that I have the opportunity to study. What kind of advice from an expert behind the scenes... I have no idea what you are doing."
What are you talking about? Oh, by the way, isn’t it fishing? Where are the fishing rods and bait?”
"Tai Gong Jiang is fishing..."
As soon as Mr. Lu started talking, he stopped talking and kept shaking his head.
Zhu Hao laughed loudly: "Jiang Taigong doesn't use fishing rods when fishing? Or doesn't he use bait? Don't bully me for being young and use some non-existent allusions to deceive people."
Mr. Lu sighed leisurely: "You don't even know that Jiang Taigong fished for the willing ones. It seems that you really haven't been exposed to too advanced knowledge."
Intense general?
Okay, you succeeded.
Zhu Hao nodded solemnly: "I'm not enlightened at all. Where did I get my profound knowledge? Mr. Lu, didn't you want to teach me? Could it be that you taught Jiang Taigong how to fish? Which fish did you catch? You didn't come here.
Why don’t you go fishing in the river in front of Prince Xing’s Mansion?”
Mr. Lu originally looked relaxed, but upon hearing this series of questions, his smile instantly solidified.
"Mr. Lu, don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that there happens to be a river near the palace..." Zhu Hao explained forcefully as if he didn't have three hundred taels of silver in this place.
Mr. Lu's expression became cautious.
He had always been on guard against Zhu Hao before. Just when he put down his worries, he immediately tensed up again, fearing that Zhu Hao would really understand what he meant.
"Is there a river near Prince Xing's Mansion? In that case, let's go there and try. I'll buy the fishing rods from the market. I'll pay for them. You have one and I have one. We, the master and the apprentice, will fish together."
Mr. Lu was very generous and offered Zhu Hao a fishing rod as soon as he opened his mouth.
These days, it is not easy to buy a complete set of fishing gear at the market. I went to the flower and bird market for a long time before I bought a fishhook from an old blacksmith. Then Zhu Hao found two hooks lying on the ground in the bamboo forest by the river.
Use dry bamboo to make a simple fishing rod. If you can’t buy fishing line, use ordinary silk thread instead.
After a busy day, I arrived at the river and found that I had forgotten to buy bait.
Zhu Hao shook his head and sighed: "I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that Jiang Taigong is really fishing. It just depends on whether any stupid fish is willing to take the bait!"
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It is said to be enlightenment reading.
As a result, two people, old and young, went fishing.
Mr. Lu was in a good mood. He threw the fishhook into the river, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, shaking his head and humming an unknown ditty.
Zhu Hao sat down and frowned slightly, worrying that his plan to sell rabbits could not proceed.
"You can't catch fish with an empty hook like this... Well, I'd better go dig some earthworms to use as bait. If Mr. Lu doesn't want to do it, I'll do it."
As he spoke, Zhu Hao rolled up his sleeves and assumed the posture of digging up earthworms with his bare hands.
Mr. Lu glanced sideways at Zhu Hao: "No need, fishing is all about the state of mind, there is no point in being anxious. Whether you use bait or not is not the key to successful fishing."
Hearing this, Zhu Hao put the fishing rod aside and said with a bit of harshness in his tone, "If you want to be Jiang Taigong and catch fish from Prince Xing's Mansion, you might as well go fishing inside the camp gate. There is an artificially dug river there... You are here
Isn’t fishing on the Jinshui Bridge more pleasant than here?”
The layout of the palace is similar. Basically, a gate is built in front of the main entrance, and an artificial river is dug behind the gate. The three bridges on the river are not as good as the real Jinshui River. They are just for auspiciousness and are equivalent to a smaller version of the palace.
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "Let's just say that you know more than ordinary children. You even know about Jin Shuihe. It seems that someone is teaching you secretly. Just wait, someone will come later."
Someone is coming?
Zhu Hao was surprised for a while.
It was his impromptu suggestion to go fishing in the stream next to Prince Xing's Mansion. The old man didn't send anyone to inform others. Could it be that someone really took the bait?
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Waited for a long time.
Chen hour passed, and two more quarters later, Mr. Lu and others were finally seen. They came out from the side door of Prince Xing's Mansion, dressed in plain clothes, as if they were teachers.
What made Zhu Hao even more unexpected was that this person was actually accompanied by a child of seven or eight years old, who was similar to himself.
Zhu Hao was filled with surprise.
I was planning to sell rabbits to try my luck, but I never thought that because of this old man of unknown origin, I would actually skip the step of waiting for rabbits?
Is this a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?
"Brother, I am indeed here."
The visitor was about the same age as Mr. Lu, but he did not call Mr. Lu directly by his surname or first name. Originally, Zhu Hao hoped to find out Mr. Lu's background from the teacher in the palace.
Who knew that the other party was so sophisticated that he could see through things without telling them.
Mr. Lu stood up and patted the dirt on his butt, greeting him with a smile: "Gongyan, are you okay?"
The other party was emotionally excited, and his eyes didn't look like he was looking at a friend, but more like...
Treasure found!?
"It's really a sin to neglect my brother, a sin! If I knew you were coming to Anlu, I would sweep your bed to treat you... Why don't you go and have a drink together and exchange your calligraphy and painting experiences?"
This "public statement" is very enthusiastic.
Zhu Hao was so enthusiastic that he felt that this man had an ulterior motive and couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. Lu.
Don't let others cheat you out of your treasure when you first arrive.
But then I thought about it, this old man ended up in a miserable state of drunkenness and lying on the streets in a foreign land. What good thing is there to be remembered for?
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "No, I have visited many old friends in Anlu for a few days, and maybe I will leave Huguang in a few days."
Gong Yan said: "When you come to my hometown, if you can't even fulfill the basic friendship between host and guest, won't you be accused of neglecting a distinguished guest? You should find a place to host..."
The two talked happily.
Zhu Hao was also looking at the child at this time. He saw that the child was wearing a bright brocade robe, a golden crown on his head, red lips and white teeth, and a face like a crown jewel. He wanted to know whether this was Xiao Xing.
Wang Zhuhoucong?
It looks like...
It doesn't make sense. Only the devil knows if it is true. You can't ask directly.
But seeing that the other party came out without even an attendant, the possibility that it was Zhu Houcong was very low. Would King Xing be so confident that his son would come out with a teacher in his house?
The young man opened his big black eyes, and his gaze was as deep as water. He looked like something out of a pool. When he noticed that Zhu Hao was looking at him, he gave Zhu Hao a sharp look, as if to give a warning.
“Brother, I don’t know where to stay?”
Gongyan is very concerned about Mr. Lu’s affairs.
Mr. Lu replied: "I live in the Tianxiang Inn in the east of the city. I met a child here who is quite talented. I want to accept him as a disciple."
The topic finally got out of the polite conversation, and Zhu Hao finally had a sense of presence.
Gongyan glanced at Zhu Hao and asked in surprise: "Brother, are you going to accept a disciple? This boy has a handsome appearance. It seems that he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future."
Your uncle!
Can't you tell me his surname? Or tell me his name directly? Brothers and sisters, you know each other, but I don't. This person knows that I am a descendant of the Jinyiwei family and still wants to accept me as a disciple, even though it is only in name.
, but with ulterior motives, don’t think it’s a conspiracy against me!
"Brother, there is something... I want to talk to you alone. I wonder if I can take a moment to talk?"
Perhaps Gongyan was really afraid of revealing any secrets, so he actually pulled Mr. Lu aside to talk.
Mr. Lu looked at Zhu Hao, nodded slightly, and then the two of them walked towards the tea stall not far away.
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"Are you fishing?"
After Mr. Lu and the official guy left temporarily, the young man was a little bored. After looking around and finding nothing interesting, he took the initiative to ask Zhu Hao.
The voice is childish.
Zhu Hao pretended to be a fishing expert and deliberately aroused the other party's curiosity: "Of course, there are fishing rods and hooks, do you need to explain?"
The young man curled his lips disdainfully: "Although there are fishing rods and hooks, there is no bait. How can you fish?"
Zhu Hao said: "Have you ever heard of Jiang Taigong fishing? Jiang Taigong fishes to those who are willing to take the bait. This fishing is all about the state of mind. There is no point in being anxious. Bait is not the key to successful fishing."
This statement is basically an echo of Mr. Lu’s pretentious rhetoric just now.
"Tch, you're the only one who still fishes with Jiang Taigong? I've never seen anyone catch a fish from this river... Are there fish in such clear and shallow water?"
The young man was disdainful, but his eyes were moving wildly, as if he was very concerned about whether there were really fish in the artificial canal.
This is exactly the playful nature that children should have.
Just when Zhu Hao was about to say something, someone came closer. It was not Mr. Lu and Gongyan, but a guard from Prince Xing's Palace. He was tall and burly and full of intimidation.
"Sir, why are you here? It's a mixed bag here. Go back home early."
"It's okay. I'll go out with Teacher Sui for a walk. It's okay. You can go back."
He spoke in a tone as if he was the little master of Prince Xing's Mansion.
The guard looked at Zhu Hao with vigilant eyes. At this time, "Gong Yan" in the distance saw this and quickly brought Mr. Lu back. He first saluted the guard and then took him aside to talk.
It seems that this person likes to talk to people behind their backs and never talks in front of others.
After Mr. Lu came back, he looked at the golden-crowned boy with a smile, and the boy also stared at Mr. Lu with curious eyes.
After a while, the young man shook his head in disappointment and said, "I heard from my teacher that you are very good, especially in poetry and painting. You can be said to be the best in the world, but looking at your appearance, you seem to be ordinary."
Are poems and paintings unique in the world?
Zhu Hao's heart "thumped".
The child is still outspoken and outspoken, not as cunning as the old one. He only managed to say "brother" for a long time without revealing any identity information.
There are many people in this world who are good at poetry and painting, but if we say the real number one in the world...it is definitely Tang Bohu.
That was an evaluation from later generations. It can be said that it was a posthumous honor for someone in Tang Dynasty. Now, even if he is famous, he cannot be called "unparalleled in the world".
Zhu Hao couldn't help but focus on Mr. Lu again.
Pieces of memory fragments appear in my mind...
Mr. Lu claimed that he was going to Jiangxi and could only stop in Anlu for a while. In history, didn't Tang Yin go to Jiangxi to join the command of King Ning in the ninth year of Zhengde, and then pretended to be crazy and escaped the following year?
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "Your tutor has given me a good reputation. I am just an ordinary person. As you said, I am indeed ordinary."
Zhu Hao felt that this old man was not self-effacing. If he were really Tang Yin, or a famous calligrapher and painter of the world, how could he be reduced to the miserable state of being drunk and lying in a foreign land without knowing his way back? And he happened to be bumped into by my mother? Do you think I would believe this coincidence?
Moreover, Zhu Hao did not find any record of Tang Yin's visit to Huguang from his past life memories.
It stands to reason that a figure like Tang Yin who has left his name in history, even if he is down and out, can still easily leave his name wherever he goes, be recorded in local or county annals, and spread a good story... It is impossible to visit the Crouching Dragon's Hideaway like Anlu, but
Can't make any waves!
Not long after, Gongyan sent off the palace guards and came back.
"Brother, I think this is it. After I return, I will contact the local literati in Anlu and host a banquet at a place to welcome you and have a good relationship with the landlord... First, let your friends know your temporary residence.
Convenient to visit.”
Originally, Zhu Hao thought that Mr. Lu could not be a celebrity.
But looking at Gongyan's cautious attitude, he really regarded Mr. Lu as a famous person in the world.
Mr. Lu, however, had no intention of dealing with the hypocritical politeness of Vanity Fair. He shook his head and said: "Today's meeting was just a coincidence. It is not appropriate to waste a lot of time. As for the banquet... I won't go. If I express my intention, I will wait for you at the inn and prepare it when you come.