Daming: What abandoned baby?That is the grandson of the old Zhu family!

"Hurry up! Otherwise, I won't have the patience to let you go!" Xu Jinghan said viciously before closing the door heavily.

Zhu Yunqi was so angry that he wanted to curse, but was persuaded by the little eunuch beside him.

"Everyone is trash, what use do I need you for!" Zhu Yunwen pushed the little eunuch away, got on the carriage angrily and returned to the palace.

When Xu Jinghan returned to the yard, the more he thought about it, the more he felt inexplicable.

"What day is it today? Why did you meet such a strange person who came to our door and blasphemed?" Xu Jinghan thought for a while, "Forget it, why waste your heart on that kind of person."

After speaking, continue to do what you are doing.

On the other side, Zhu Yunxi dragged Zhu Xiongying and Xu Zhirong around for a long time, and after choosing a small restaurant for dinner, Zhu Xiongying proposed to take them to the lake to watch the sunset.

"Good!" Zhu Yunxi wished for more time to spend with Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying led the two of them to a small lake not far away.

The lake water is as clean as a mirror. The breeze hits, causing layers of ripples, which look very gentle. The sun slowly sets in the west, and the golden afterglow sprinkles on the lake, adding a bit of hazy beauty to the lake.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly thought of that poem.

A residual sun spreads in the water, half of the river is half red.

On the third night of the third month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

I just don't know if I can see "Pearl" at night.

"Sister Rong, look, there are so many butterflies over there!" Zhu Yunxi pointed to the distance.

Xu Zhirong's eyes were shining brightly, all kinds of small wild flowers bloomed brilliantly, and he was attracted to them all at once.

"Go."

When Xu Zhirong asked Zhu Xiongying with his eyes, Zhu Xiongying said softly.

Xu Zhirong led Zhu Yunxi there.

Zhu Xiongying stood quietly by the lake, tall and tall, and looked a bit immortal.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, I saw an old man in white fishing by the lake.

With his eyes closed and motionless, the old man looked like a holy elephant bathed in the setting sun.

Zhu Xiongying was driven by curiosity, so he walked over slowly.

When he walked to the old man's side, he didn't speak, but just watched quietly.

After about a quarter of an hour, no fish came to bite the hook, and the old man was not in a hurry.

Zhu Xiongying probably knows that the most important thing for leisure activities like fishing is patience. If you stay in one place all the time, you have to be able to sit still. If you are impatient, you will never catch fish.

Clearly, such an activity requiring a great deal of patience was not for him.

But it's still kind of interesting to watch other people fish.

The old man didn't seem to notice when there was another person beside him, and he was still sitting leisurely.

Suddenly, a small golden fish slowly approached the hook, stopped for a while, and swam away again.

Zhu Xiongying wondered, carefully followed the fishing line, and found that there was no bait on the hook.

Oh……

It turned out that he was playing Jiang Taigong fishing, and the wisher took the bait.

Zhu Xiongying chuckled, and the old man next to him slowly opened his eyes.

Zhu Xiongying thought he might have made a mistake: "Xiaosheng just thought it was funny, and didn't mean to be interested in Mr., please don't blame the old man."

The old man nodded slightly: "Why? Then why are you laughing?"

Zhu Xiongying turned his hands away, feeling the breeze blowing with a little fragrance of flowers: "Xiaosheng just thinks that the old man lives really leisurely."

The old man seemed very surprised that Zhu Xiongying would say this: "How do you say that?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "In ancient times, when Taigong Jiang was fishing, he said that the woodcutter in Wuji didn't understand the deep meaning of fishing without bait. Taigong Jiang said that he only knew one thing, but didn't know the other. Fishing in this song is not a man's idea. Because, I would rather draw from the straight than from the curved. My hook is not for fishing, but for kings and lords."

"The old man's actions are the same as Jiang Taigong who does not use hooks but hooks for fishing. It is a kind of confident, leisurely and easy-going spirit, which Xiaosheng admires in his heart."

The old man squinted his eyes: "Jiang Taigong will take the bait if he is a fisherman. Jiang Taigong is full of knowledge and knows how to govern the country. In fact, an ordinary fisherman like me is comparable."

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "The old man has white hair and a childlike face, with a fairy demeanor. At first glance, he is not an ordinary person. He is too humble."

The old man seemed to be pleased by Zhu Xiongying's words, and stroked the black and white beard on his chin.

"Xiao Lang-jun has won the prize."

"Later, people in the world thought that Jiang Taigong was discovered by King Wen of Zhou for his fishing by the lake, and he made a lasting achievement, but Xiaosheng felt that this Jiang Taigong was more admirable for his indifferent to fame and fortune, and his lack of arrogance or impetuosity." Zhu Xiongying continued.

"Looking at the world, everyone wants to be named on the gold list, and the lintel of Guangyao becomes a famous minister praised by everyone. They always think that is the glory of the ancestors, but the students all over the world have studied hard for decades. How many people can really stick to their original aspirations and serve the country and the people?" Zhu Xiongying thought of those famous generals and ministers in history.

Few of them really made a difference after obtaining fame, and more of them were greedy for profit and gradually lost in the officialdom.When the wine is poured, it must be full of ten.Floating fame and profit, vain and hard work.There are countless poets and writers who have written satirical poems throughout the ages, and Zhu Xiongying also hates that kind of place.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhu Xiongying, his brows gradually frowned, the person in front of him was too similar... Are there really two people who are so similar in the world?Is it a coincidence?

"Haha, at such a young age, Mr. Xiaolang has a clear view of life," said the old man.

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "It's just some humble opinion, which made the old man laugh."

"From Mr. Xiaolang's point of view, if people in this world don't pursue fame and wealth, what should they pursue?"

"This person has his own aspirations, and he shouldn't pursue what the world should pursue." Zhu Xiongying saw Xu Zhirong and Zhu Yunxi weaving wreaths in the distance, but the two seemed to be not very dexterous, and they couldn't do it no matter how they were made, the corners of their mouths curled up. , with a gentle smile.

"Let's praise it all over the world without persuading it, and criticize it without being discouraged. It's enough to determine the distinction between inside and outside, and to argue about the state of honor and disgrace. He is in the world, and he can't be counted." Zhu Xiongying's tone was not serious A trace of ups and downs, it sounds like a breeze blowing on the face, and I feel very comfortable.

"It doesn't matter if it's rich or prosperous, or plain like water, as long as you stick to your heart and stick to your choice, it's fine." Zhu Xiongying turned around and smiled at the old man.

The old man slowly put down the fishing rod in his hand, stood up, and saluted Zhu Xiongying upright.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao Lang to be so broad-minded. I admire him." When the old man looked at Zhu Xiongying again, the emotions in his eyes were so complicated that Zhu Xiongying couldn't understand it for a while.