Jinyi champion

Chapter 19 No Truth

Mr. Lu's sense of mystery has increased a bit, but seeing his attitude in dealing with people, he is not like a wild and unruly person, and he seems to be well versed in the rules of Vanity Fair.

It was known that Mr. Lu was staying at the Tianxiang Inn, so he left with the Golden Delicious Boy.

Before parting, Zhu Hao intentionally walked up to the young man, and said in a low voice, "In addition to fishing, I also like to catch rabbits, and occasionally sell them at the flower and bird market on Wangfu East Street. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."

"Humph!"

The young man snorted, and turned his head to the side, not sure if he was interested in the rabbit.

After the people left, Zhu Hao looked away, and found that Mr. Lu had sat back to the river calmly, picked up the fishing rod that was thrown on the ground, and continued fishing leisurely.

The so-called Jiang Taigong fishing, isn't it fishing the old and the young from Xing Wang's mansion?
Zhu Hao asked tentatively: "It seems that Mr. Gongyan has other plans?"

"You understand?"

Mr. Lu glanced at Zhu Hao upon hearing this.

Zhu Hao also grabbed the fishing rod, but just adjusted the fishing line, and asked tentatively: "Who is that? It seems that he has a lot of friendship with the people of Xing Wangfu!"

"Great? "The Book of Songs" says, 'Throw me a peach, and repay it with Qiongyao. The bandit repays it, and it will always be good.' Bandit, no, who taught you this word?"

It seems that Mr. Lu has a certain understanding of how far children are enlightened in reading, and he immediately picked out the words and sentences in Zhu Hao's speech that exceeded his age recognition.

Zhu Hao didn't want to answer such irrelevant questions.

Mr. Lu looked up at the calm river: "His surname is Sui, and his style name is Gongyan. He is an aide in Xingwang's mansion, and he is quite famous in Anlu Shilin."

"Born as a Jinshi?" Zhu Hao asked.

Mr. Lu glanced sideways at Zhu Hao, and said with a smile, "Juren."

Zhu Hao asked further: "Does that mean you are the same as Mr. Lu?"

Mr. Lu couldn't help frowning upon hearing this.

Zhu Hao's question contained puns, and it sounded like he was asking about Mr. Lu's fame, but in fact he was mainly observing Mr. Lu's reaction.

Not as Zhu Hao expected.

Mr. Lu is extremely resistant to the status of "juren".

"All the staff of King Xing's Mansion respect Mr. Lu so much. It seems that Mr. Lu should be a famous person in the world...but I don't know what his real identity is?"

Zhu Hao deliberately kept his words simple, and asked directly if he couldn't find out... This is the reaction a child should have.

Not surprisingly.

Mr. Lu did not answer.

Zhu Hao said: "You said he was an instructor in Prince Xing's residence, then... that child who is about my age, wouldn't be the son of Prince Xing?"

Mr. Lu smiled and shook his head: "How do I know?"

"What does the gentleman know?"

"Know what you know, what you don't know is what you don't know, that's knowledge." Mr. Lu closed his eyes again, shaking his head, enjoying himself.

……

……

The old and the young were silent.

In the middle, Zhu Hao wanted to start a conversation several times, and wanted to find out Mr. Lu's real identity, but he didn't get any response.

There was really no other way, Zhu Hao could only obediently go fishing, and soon all he could think about was the young man, who was at least from the Xingwang Mansion, and he seemed to have a high status, but besides hinting that he would sell rabbits at the Flower and Bird Market, There is no other way to attract each other's attention.

"gone!"

Mr. Lu suddenly threw the fishing rod aside and got up to leave.

Zhu Hao hurried to catch up and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

Mr. Lu didn't turn his head, and left a sentence: "Everyone goes back to each house...you go back first."

"But... I'm here today to follow Mr. Lu to get enlightened, to read and write..."

Zhu Hao said aggrievedly.

Mr. Lu turned his body slightly, and gave Zhu Hao a meaningful smile: "Although I don't know how well you have attained in the Four Books and Five Classics, your speech and behavior are far from being comparable to ordinary children. I have nothing to teach you... You and I met once, it’s a predestined relationship, the rest depends on your luck.”

Step forward.

Zhu Hao said loudly: "I heard that there is a layman named Liu Ru in the south of the Yangtze River, who is extremely talented and unparalleled in poetry and painting...Has Mr. Lu heard of this person?"

Mr. Lu abruptly retracted the step he stepped forward.

He turned around and looked at Zhu Hao sharply.

"Who did you hear that from? The kid from Xingwang's Mansion?" Mr. Lu didn't believe that Zhu Hao knew anything about "Liu Ru Layman", he only thought that someone should have told him.

Zhu Hao spent some time alone with the golden-crowned boy, and he probably learned about it during the conversation.

Because the young man's question to Mr. Lu was quite preposterous, indicating that the son had obtained some information about his identity from Sui Gongyan.

Zhu Haodao: "No one told me, but here I would like to advise you that you can't go to Nanchang. Recently, Jiangxi and Huguang are not flat, and there are frequent bandits. I heard from local merchants that all this may have something to do with the vassal king in Nanchang. , Mr. Lu said earlier that he would go to Nanchang via Anlu... I express my feelings."

"Ha ha."

How would a great Confucian who has been famous for a long time feel when he heard such words from a seven-year-old child who has not yet been formally enlightened?

It's polite not to spit on your face directly.

"Zhu Hao, your knowledge is indeed extraordinary, but at your age, it is impossible for you to be so enchanting... The court is turbulent and dangerous, if anyone wants to use your mouth to tell me these words, tell me for me Thank you!"

This time, Mr. Lu didn't stay any longer and left directly.

……

……

"It's good 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 it was or not.

Everyone knows how embarrassing Tang Yin was during the Zhengde period.

Such a poor and down-and-out scholar in his middle-aged and late years earns some money by painting and calligraphy, and barely makes a living. What is there to praise?
His high evaluation in history is mainly because he has rich life experiences and is a storyteller.

There are many famous calligraphers and painters in the Ming Dynasty, and there are not a few who can compare with Tang Yin. It is only because Tang Yin has a very strange experience. The imperial court denounced him as a petty official and ordered him not to be an official for the rest of his life. Afterwards, his life was full of ups and downs, including the feat of building a Taohua nunnery, and the misfortune of Ning Wang's mansion pretending to be crazy and selling foolishly. Treasures handed down from generation to generation.

"Even if you are really Tang Yin, can you still help me?"

Zhu Hao returned home.

Zhu Niang has been eagerly waiting for her son to come back. As soon as they met, she hurried up and grabbed her son's shoulder and asked, "Where is Mr. Lu?"

"gone back."

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Hao blurted out.

"So what did he teach you? Where did he... live?"

At first, Zhu Niang wanted to ask her son what he had gained during the time he was away, but when she thought about not bringing 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.

Zhu Hao is more honest: "How do I know where he lives? It was a good time to fish, but suddenly a man came... It seemed to be the instructor of Xing Wang's mansion. After talking to him a few words, he left, and then we separated after a while. ... Why don't mother wait for him to come next time and ask directly."

Zhu Hao had to say that.

In order not to be regarded by Zhu Niang as the one who pissed Mr. Lu away, after all Zhu Hao didn't give Mr. Lu a good face before.

Zhu Niang frowned when she heard the words: "You child, really...followed Mr. out for a trip, and didn't you see where he lives?"

In fact, Zhu Hao knew where Mr. Lu lived.

When Mr. Lu told Mr. Sui about his address, he didn't shy away from Zhu Hao. Zhu Hao was not deaf, and he was a caring person, but he didn't want Zhu Niang to continue looking for this person.

Asking Tang Bohu, who will rely on the help of his friends for the rest of his life, to be his teacher, it seems very unreliable at first glance.

"This Mr. Lu has contacts with the teacher of the Wangfu, which shows that he is very capable. How about this, Uncle Zhong will go and find out, find out where he is staying, and prepare a generous gift for him..."

Zhu Niang attaches great importance to Mr. Lu.

Zhu Hao suddenly felt that although this mother was sometimes stubborn about things, she really had a good eye.

A drunkard living on the street was actually considered by her to have real skills, and in the end it was proved that he really had a lot of background, and he was the kind who left his name in history!
The matchmaker is quite accurate.

Aunt Li approached and said: "If people really don't want to teach, madam, don't force it. It's more important to find a decent gentleman for Young Master Hao."

Apparently, 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 Xiaohao and intends to recruit him as a student. This can be regarded as Xiaohao's good luck. If Mr. Lu is really capable, it will be of great benefit to Xiaohao's future career in the imperial examination. As parents, we can't Don't pay attention to him."

Zhu Niang speaks cautiously, like a parent who worries about their child's studies.

Zhu Hao said: "Mother, hurry up. I heard from Mr. Lu that he will leave Anlu in a few days from his teacher friend in Prince Xing's mansion. If he leaves like this...is he really my husband? A teacher of one word ?”

Zhu Niang gave her son a blank look, and stopped talking to the children, and hurriedly arranged to find Uncle Zhong to find out where Mr. Lu lived.

It seems that even the matter of drying salt at home is not so important.

……

……

Finally, Zhu Hao no longer needs to be shackled by some inexplicable gentleman.

In the afternoon, he returned to Huaniao Market to set up a stall.

Then he ran into trouble.

Although no one charged any booth fees these days, there would still be people who would take the opportunity to make money, and I don't know if it was someone recruited by the owner of the workshop, or a street rogue, who insisted on asking Zhu Hao to pay for the booth.

"Selling rabbits is a serious business. If you do business in this flower and bird market, you have to pay a land premium. 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 one."

The man said: "You've taken the place. The rabbit eats, drinks, and messes up. Don't want someone to clean it up? Seeing that you don't have much business, just pay a penny. If I'm still on duty tomorrow, you don't have to pay any more."

Pay for one day and take care of two days?

Very good at doing business.

Zhu Hao spread his hands, "If you don't make a business, you will have no money to pay... I haven't heard that when a child comes out to do business, the family will give a few pennies to pay the land premium... How about you, wait I'll sell the rabbit and give you the money right away, shouldn't that be okay?"

"No! If you don't pay, don't sell it in the future!"

Dibao was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Zhu Hao's business is about to fail.

Zhu Hao deliberately yelled: "My mother is sick, so I can sell some money from the rabbits I caught, and I will get medicine for my mother later... Why are you so unreasonable, big brother? Huh... Big guy judges."

Sure enough, people quickly gathered and pointed.

Manipulating the direction of public opinion is exactly what Zhu Hao is good at.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded: "I saw you fishing by the river in the first afternoon, and your mother fell ill after noon? You don't mean to say that the fishing in the first afternoon was also to sell fish to you Mom should heal the illness? Huh, there is no truth in my mouth, and there is only one villain!"

(End of this chapter)