After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 946 Things often go wrong 89 6

The smile on Yu Wenfeng's face gradually solidified, "What do you want, Father Zhong?"

Uncle Zhong cupped his hands and said, "Old minister, I would like to return to Nanshan to live in seclusion!"

There seemed to be a hint of surprise in Yu Wenfeng's eyes. He pondered for ten breaths before suddenly turning around:

"I worship you as my father!"

"I will take care of you until you die!"

"I can't live without you!"

"Desolate Country cannot live without you!"

His words were extremely sincere and resounding.

He walked forward and said two more words:

"You are the pillar of the country. The whole situation of the desert country's unification of the world still needs you, Father Zhong, to preside over it!"

"Therefore, I... don't allow it!"

He left the Wuma River.

Uncle Zhong just watched Yu Wenfeng's back disappear into the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He suddenly laughed.

The smile was not filled with relief, but...interesting!

He slowly walked back to the place where the fishing rods were placed, and slowly sat on the small stool.

An earthworm was slowly dug out from a small wooden box next to him, and it was slowly hung on the fishhook.

Only then did he throw the rod in a leisurely manner.

The sky is getting dark.

The lights on both sides of the Muma River gradually brightened, and there were reflections of those lights in the river.

It's just that the river water is flowing after all, so those reflections are stretched very long.

The floats on the river were no longer visible, but Uncle Zhong did not stop his pole.

He seemed to be waiting to catch a fish for the pot.

Before the fish was caught, a girl holding a lantern came out of the backyard door behind him!

The girl arrived behind Uncle Zhong in five steps.

After looking at the bizarre river surface for a moment, he looked at the back of the old man in front of him, and then whispered:

"I don't know why my father asked me to come here to find you."

"We've been here for more than a month."

"Liang Manman said that if we still can't enter Tianji Pavilion, we will go back."

She is Wen Xiaowan!

When she said she wanted to go back, she naturally meant going back to Ningguo.

Uncle Zhong heard this and did not look back, but said:

"What? Do you still want to rush back to Ningguo to attend his coronation ceremony?"

"Why bother?"

Wen Xiaowan's face turned red, she lowered her head, took three deep breaths, and whispered:

"After all, it is a major event in his life. It would be good if he could go and see it with his own eyes."

"Hey……"

Uncle Zhong sighed, "But your father said in the letter to me... that it would be best for none of you to go back."

Wen Xiaowan looked up and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"There is no reason, I think. Since your father said this, he hopes you will not fall into that sea of love again."

"Love is a thing that makes people feel as sweet as sugar when it's sweet. But when it's bitter... it's even worse than Coptis chinensis!"

"Often it can only be sweet for a while, and then bitter for a lifetime."

"So why go to the trouble of a lifetime of suffering?"

After a pause, Zhongbo said again:

"Besides...since he is about to become the emperor of Ning State, there are too many things that need to be repaired in Ning State's broken ship. Your father knows it better than anyone else."

"Then there are many things Li Chenan has to do next... Everyone in the world thinks that the emperor is very beautiful. Of course, being a mediocre emperor is indeed very beautiful and comfortable, but will you like that kind of Li Chenan?"

"The people of Ningguo have high hopes for him."

"Your father also placed high hopes on him in his letter... I think you actually hope that he will become a wise king who will go down in history."

"But Mingjun is very hard."

"Those so-called wise kings in history were almost all people with a pure heart and few desires, and almost all of them were mean people!"

"Be mean to the ministers, be mean to the people next to you, and be even meaner to yourself..."

"This meanness is not derogatory, it just means that they have very high and strict requirements for themselves, and it is a bit heavy when it falls on the people around them."

"Actually, you may like Li Chenan now because of his poems or his casual temperament. But in the future, when Li Chenan becomes the emperor... he will rarely have time to prepare poems. He will spend all day writing Being caught up in the endless memorials, his spontaneity will gradually be erased."

"Faced with many things big and small in a country, he will either become more mature and steady, or... he will become anxious."

"A calm person will not have sweet words, let alone flowers in front of the moon."

“And anxious people naturally have bad tempers.”

"Then the people around him will live in anxiety." "If you are by his side, you will definitely live cautiously."

"Take careful care of the love you thought you had and devote your whole life to it. When you get old, you will realize that your life is not what you once imagined..."

"Your father understands all this. He doesn't want you to become the bird in the cage that can't spread its wings. He hopes you can come out... I also think you should come out."

Wen Xiaowan pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Uncle Zhong suddenly took hold of the fishing rod.

He said again:

"It's a bit dangerous for you to enter Tianji Pavilion now. Let's do this. Tomorrow, I will send someone to arrange for Liang Manman and the others to go to the brothel called Happy Forest opposite..."

"Then, naturally someone contacted them and gave them tasks."

"The mission is nothing more than spying on intelligence or assassinating someone."

Wen Xiaowan frowned slightly, "What about me?"

"You...from now on, you will be the maid of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

The confusion on Wen Xiaowan's face became even more intense. She stared at Uncle Zhong's back and asked in a low voice:

"Who are you anyway?"

Zhongbo raised his pole.

A palm-sized fish flew up from the river.

He stretched out his right hand and accurately caught the fish.

He immediately burst out laughing:

"After waiting for a long time, I finally caught a fish!"

"While it's still alive, kill it and make a bowl of soup."

"As for who I am..."

"He's just an old fisherman!"

Wen Xiaowan didn't pick up the fish, she turned around and left.

"I can't make fish soup!"

"I still have to go back!"

Uncle Zhong also turned around, looked at Wen Xiaowan's back, and said with a smile:

"Then for Li Chenan, are you willing to learn how to make fish soup?"

Wen Xiaowan stopped.

After half a cup of tea, she turned around and walked over again.

Not a word was said.

She took the fish from Uncle Zhong's hand and turned away.

Uncle Zhong shook his head and sighed.

He dropped another shot, but his heart could no longer calm down.

It's not because Wen Xiaowan is deeply in love.

Li Chenan!

Was your last name really supposed to be Joe?

Why didn't Zitong mention anything in his reply?

Warm boiling rain!

You put Xiaowan in this dangerous place...are you really trying to make Xiaowan break off this relationship?

Xiaowan is willing to learn how to make fish soup for Li Chenan.

But that kid Li Chenan likes to eat dog meat!

Dogs and fishes are incompatible.

It is a hard journey after all.

……

The pain of love can only be tasted by those who are deeply involved in it.

Wen Xiaowan is not the only one suffering.

There are also summer flowers beside the bonfire under Yaoshan Mountain.

Wen Xiaowan was suffering from the pain in her heart, suffering from the long-lost longing.

She was also suffering from Uncle Zhong's words, which made her even more hesitant and difficult to make a decision.

The pain of summer flowers is right in front of you——

There he is!

It could be at your fingertips, but you can’t!

He was talking to Amu and the others next to another bonfire, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

Xia Hua turned her head and took a look, then touched the flute in her hand.