Mr. Lu's sense of mystery has increased a bit, but his attitude towards life is not that of a wild and unrestrained person. He seems to be well versed in the rules of the fame and fortune fair.
It was announced that Mr. Lu was staying at the Tianxiang Inn, so he left with the Golden Crown boy.
Before leaving, Zhu Hao deliberately walked up to the young man and whispered: "In addition to fishing, I also like to catch rabbits. I occasionally sell them at the flower and bird market on Wangfu East Street. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."
"snort!"
The young man snorted and turned his head to the side. It was unclear whether he was interested in the rabbit.
After the others left, Zhu Hao looked away and found that Mr. Lu had calmly sat back by the river, picked up the fishing rod thrown on the ground, and continued fishing leisurely.
When you call Jiang Taigong fishing, aren't you fishing for the old man and the young man from Prince Xing's Mansion?
Zhu Hao asked tentatively: "It seems that Mr. Gongyan has ulterior motives?"
"You understand?"
Mr. Lu glanced at Zhu Hao after hearing this.
Zhu Hao also grabbed the fishing rod, but he just arranged the fishing line and asked tentatively: "Who is that? It seems that he has a close relationship with the people in Prince Xing's Mansion!"
"Extremely shallow? The Book of Songs says, 'Throw me a peach, and repay me with a jade. Bandits are rewarded, and they are always considered good.' Bandit, no, who taught you this word?"
It seems that Mr. Lu has a certain understanding of the extent to which children can start reading, and he immediately picked out the words and phrases in Zhu Hao's words that were beyond the understanding of his age group.
Zhu Hao didn't want to answer such irrelevant questions.
Mr. Lu raised his head and looked at the calm river: "His surname is Sui, and his courtesy name is Gongyan. He was the guest of honour in Prince Xing's Mansion, and Lu Shilin is quite famous in An'an."
"Being a Jinshi?" Zhu Hao asked.
Mr. Lu glanced sideways at Zhu Hao, smiled and said, "Jiuren."
Zhu Hao asked: "Does that mean you are the same as Mr. Lu?"
Mr. Lu couldn't help but frown when he heard this.
Zhu Hao's question was pun-intended, sounding like he was asking about Mr. Lu's academic status. In fact, he was mainly observing Mr. Lu's reaction.
It was not as expected by Zhu Hao.
Mr. Lu is extremely resistant to the status of "juren".
"All the ministers and ministers of Prince Xing's Mansion have such respect for Mr. Lu. It seems that Mr. Lu must be a famous person in the world... but I don't know his true identity?"
Zhu Hao deliberately made his words plain and simple, and asked directly if he couldn't test it... This was the reaction a child should have.
Not surprisingly.
Mr. Lu did not answer.
Zhu Haodao: "You said he was a tutor in Prince Xing's Mansion, then...that kid who is about the same age as me is not Prince Xing's crown prince, right?"
Mr. Lu smiled and shook his head: "How do I know that?"
"What does the gentleman know?"
"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, it is knowing." After Mr. Lu said this, he closed his eyes again, shook his head, and seemed to enjoy it.
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The old and the young were silent.
Zhu Hao tried several times to start a conversation and find out Mr. Lu's true identity, but received no response.
There was really no other way. Zhu Hao could only fish obediently. Soon all he could think about was the young man. He at least came from Prince Xing's Mansion and seemed to have a high status. But besides hinting that he would go to the flower and bird market to sell rabbits,
There is no other way to attract the other person's attention.
"gone!"
Mr. Lu suddenly threw the fishing rod aside, stood up and was about to leave.
Zhu Hao quickly caught up and asked, "Sir, where are you going?"
Mr. Lu didn't even look back and said: "Everyone goes back to his own home... You can go back first."
"But...I'm here today to be enlightened by Mr. Lu and learn how to read and write..."
Zhu Hao said aggrievedly.
Mr. Lu turned slightly sideways and gave Zhu Hao a meaningful smile: "Although I don't know how accomplished you are in the Four Books and Five Classics, judging from your speech and behavior, you are far from ordinary children. I have nothing to teach you...
You and I are destined to meet each other once, and everything else depends on your luck."
Step forward.
Zhu Hao said loudly: "I heard that there is a Liuru layman in the south of the Yangtze River. He is extremely talented and has unparalleled poetry and painting...Has Mr. Lu heard of this person?"
Mr. Lu took the step he took out and took it back abruptly.
He turned around and looked at Zhu Hao sharply.
"Who did you listen to? That kid from Prince Xing's Mansion?" Mr. Lu didn't believe that Zhu Hao knew anything about the "Liu Ru layman", he just felt that someone should have informed him.
Zhu Hao and the golden-crowned boy spent some time together alone, and they may have learned about it through conversation.
Because what the young man asked Mr. Lu was quite insightful, indicating that the young man got some information about his identity from Sui Gongyan.
Zhu Haodao: "No one told me, but I would like to give you a few words of advice. You can't go to Nanchang. Recently, the ground in Jiangxi, Gansu and Huguang is not peaceful, and bandits are frequent. I heard from local merchants that all this may be related to the vassal king of Nanchang."
"Earlier, Mr. Lu said that he would go to Nanchang via Anlu... this was inspired by his thoughts."
"hehe."
What would a long-established Confucian think when he heard a seven-year-old child who had not yet formally enlightened say such words to him?
I'm being polite if I don't spit on your face directly.
"Zhu Hao, your knowledge is indeed extraordinary, but at your age, it is impossible for you to be such a monster... The imperial court is turbulent and full of crises. If anyone wants to use your words to say this to me, say it for me.
Thank you!"
This time, Mr. Lu did not stay any longer and left directly.
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"It's okay to go."
Zhu Hao actually didn't want to know whether this Mr. Lu was Tang Yin, because it didn't matter to him whether he was or not.
Everyone knows how embarrassed Tang Yin was during the Zhengde period.
Such a poor scholar in his middle and old age earns some money through calligraphy and painting, and barely survives. What's so commendable about it?
Historically, he was highly praised mainly because he had rich life experiences and was a man of stories.
There were many famous calligraphers and painters in the Ming Dynasty, and there were many who could rival Tang Yin. However, Tang Yin had a very strange experience. The dignified Nanzhili Jieyuan was almost a candidate for Jinshi, but he encountered a fraud case in the examination room. Not only did he lose his name in the general examination, but he was also dismissed.
The imperial court demoted him to a minor official and ordered him not to be an official for the rest of his life. After that, his life was ups and downs, including the feat of building a special property in Taohua Temple, and the unbearable escape of Prince Ning's pretending to be crazy and being stupid. He wandered around the world, buried in calligraphy and painting, and finally completed his works.
Heirloom treasures.
"Even if you are really Tang Yin, can you still help me?"
Zhu Hao returned home.
Zhu Niang had been eagerly waiting for her son to come back. As soon as they met, she rushed up and grabbed her son's shoulders and asked, "Where is Mr. Lu?"
"gone back."
Zhu Hao blurted out without thinking.
"Then what did he teach you? Where... did he live?"
Zhu Niang originally wanted to ask her son what he had gained during his time out, but she thought that he didn't bring any books or the four treasures of the study. At most, it would be good to simply test his son's knowledge. What can he teach?
So it is safer to ask people where they are.
Zhu Hao was more sincere: "How do I know where he lives? We were fishing normally, but suddenly someone came... It seemed to be a tutor from Prince Xing's Mansion. After saying a few words to him, he left, and we separated not long after.
...Why don't you wait until he comes next time and ask directly."
Zhu Hao had to say this.
In order to avoid Mrs. Zhu thinking that he made Mr. Lu angry, after all, Zhu Hao did not give Mr. Lu a good look before.
Zhu Niang frowned when she heard this: "You kid, really... you went out with your husband and didn't actually see where he lives?"
In fact, Zhu Hao knew where Mr. Lu lived.
Mr. Lu did not avoid Zhu Hao when telling Mr. Sui his address. Zhu Hao was not deaf and was a caring person, but he did not want Zhu Niang to continue to look for this person.
Asking Tang Bohu, who relied solely on support from his friends for the rest of his life, to be his teacher seemed very unreliable at first glance.
"This Mr. Lu has contacts with the prince's tutors, which shows that he is very capable. Let's do this. Uncle Zhong will go and find out where he is, and prepare a generous gift for him..."
Zhu Niang attaches great importance to Mr. Lu.
Zhu Hao suddenly felt that although this woman was sometimes stubborn in doing things, she had a really good vision.
A drunkard living on the street was actually caught in her eye and thought he had real abilities. In the end, it turned out that he really had a good background, and he was the kind of person who would leave his name in history!
The portrait is quite accurate.
Aunt Li stepped forward and said, "If you really don't want to teach me, madam, you'd better not force me. It's better to find a decent gentleman for Master Hao."
Obviously Aunt Li is not so persistent in this matter and is more pragmatic, but Zhu Niang is a bit indifferent.
Zhu Niang said: "It's rare that Mr. Lu doesn't dislike Xiao Hao and intends to recruit him as a student. This can be regarded as Xiao Hao's blessing. If Mr. Lu is really capable, it will be of great benefit to Xiao Hao in taking the imperial examination in the future. As parents, we can't
Don't pay attention to him."
Zhu Niang speaks cautiously, just like a parent who is worried about their children's studies.
Zhu Hao said: "Mom, hurry up. I heard Mr. Lu told his teaching friend from Prince Xing's Mansion that he will leave Anlu in a few days. If he just leaves like this...will he be considered my husband? A master of one word."
?”
Zhu Niang rolled her eyes at her son, stopped talking to the child, and quickly arranged to go to Uncle Zhong to find out where Mr. Lu lived.
It seems that even drying salt at home is not that important.
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Zhu Hao finally no longer has to be shackled by a gentleman who comes out of nowhere.
In the afternoon he returned to the flower and bird market to set up a stall.
Then he ran into trouble.
Although no one charges stall fees these days, there are still people who take advantage of the opportunity to make money. I don’t know if it’s someone brought in by the stall owner or a gangster in the market who insists on making Zhu Hao pay for the stall fee.
"Selling rabbits is a serious business. When doing business in this flower and bird market, you have to pay land premiums. This is the rule..."
Seeing that the other party spoke in a very official tone, Zhu Hao frowned and asked, "I'm a kid selling rabbits and I still have to pay? But I didn't sell any."
The man said: "You have taken over the place. You don't want anyone to take care of the rabbits? Seeing as you don't have much business, just pay a penny. If I'm still on duty tomorrow, you don't have to pay me any more."
One day and two days of supervision?
He's quite good at doing business.
Zhu Hao spread his hands and said, "If you don't do business, you won't have money to pay... I haven't heard of anyone whose children go out to do business. Their families will give them a few pennies first and keep them to pay land premiums... How about you do this and wait?
I’ll sell the rabbit and give you the money right away, that’s okay, right?”
"No! If you don't pay, don't sell it again!"
The land security guard was very angry and the consequences were serious.
Zhu Hao's business is about to go bad.
Zhu Hao deliberately yelled: "My mother is sick, so I will make some money by selling the rabbits I caught, and then I will get medicine for my mother to treat her illness... Brother, why are you so unreasonable? Ugh... you guys are making judgments."
Sure enough, people quickly gathered around and pointed.
Manipulating the direction of public opinion is what Zhu Hao is good at.
At this moment, a childish voice sounded: "I saw you fishing by the river in Tou Long, and your mother fell ill just after noon? Are you trying to say that Tou Long was fishing just to sell the fish to you?
Mom, do you want to treat the disease? Huh, there is not a word of truth in your mouth, you are a bad guy!"