The autumn wind blows blew, making people start a busy day in the rising sun with their lazy bodies. As the richest place in Jiangnan, Jinling has a very developed agricultural technology, but the lives of farmers are not able to match the prosperity of Jinling. What drives the development of the entire Jinling is still commercially developed. However, since the status of merchants has not been recognized in society, many people will not give their hopes to business for the sake of wealth, but more hope to be able to take a job as a half-time job in studying. Even the poorest bureaucrats have a certain status and the right to speak in society.

During the breakfast between Li Xiner and his servants, Sima Yin kept drinking porridge and didn't say anything. The founder of a commercial empire did not show a very pretending look when drinking porridge. Instead, Li Xiner always wanted to joke to open up the topic in order to liven up the atmosphere. Sima Yin just casually said a few perfunctory words. Li Xiner deliberately searched for the topic and made Sima Yin just find it interesting.

After breakfast, Li Xin'er and Yue'er went out in a carriage together. Qing'er followed Sima Yin and went out. He had nothing to do, of course, it was impossible for a son-in-law to do anything. The streets of Jinling are as prosperous as contemporary society. They are like the Qingming Festival. People are shouting in all kinds of hawking. The performances of various acrobatic troupes by the river are wonderful. Sima Yin was walking around casually, while Qing'er followed behind and watched the performance while making marvelous voices from time to time: "Son-in-law, the son-in-law is really very good.

Ah! And how did that person who can spit out fire do it? "Sima Yin couldn't tell her any modern physics knowledge about the little girl, after all, it was meaningless. She just smiled and looked at the little girl: "I tell you, don't talk randomly, letting others know not to beat us to death!" So Sima Yin told the little maid some simple basic principles, and the little girl happily learned Sima Yin's actions: "Son-in-law Qing'er has learned a lot today!"

After passing through the performance area, it was a relatively quiet area. Sima Yin looked ahead. An old man with a handsome dress and dressed in Confucianism was sitting upright on a stone bench by the river while tasting tea while fishing. Sima Yin walked over, sat down next to him without saying a word, and stood up quietly. After a long time, he stood up a little bored: "Qing'er, let's go, I can't wait for a big fish." The little girl nodded suddenly, and the old man tasted a sip of tea and laughed: "Does this young man have any experience in fishing? Can you teach me how to taste the big fish in the river today!"

The old man turned over a teacup and poured tea into it, signaling to Sima Yin. Sima Yin took the teacup and took a sip, "Brother! I dare not say anything about the advice, but you want to catch a big fish. As the saying goes, you are obviously not long enough to catch a big fish! Besides, the water area of ​​the place you chose is very shallow and there are no trees or water plants. I guess you are not for fishing! It's almost the same time to pass the time, or you want to have a fishing man named Jiang Taigong, but now it's not a chaotic world, there is no King Zhou." After Sima Yin said this, the old man laughed.

"It's rare for the young master to know the habits of this water creature. My Fuchao was originally martial for more than two hundred years, but after a long time, the people above began to pursue a certain kind of civilized rule. After all, literati always know a lot more than martial people. It is because they know too much that everyone's things will be tangled together like these lines, but it is impossible to go far. The river water becomes more and more turbid, but it is often impossible for fish to fall off." Sima Yin stood up and nodded. "If everyone's thoughts can eventually become for the same goal, then they will not be entangled together. Everyone is comrades!" After saying that, Sima Yin and the old man resigned, but the old man was still thinking about the meaning of Sima Yin's words.

After noon, when Sima Yin and Qing'er returned to the yard, Li Xin'er had already come back. When she saw Sima Yin, Li Xin'er smiled and bowed to Sima Yin: "My husband has seen something new today. Can you tell Xin'er if you have time?" Sima Yin glared and shrugged boredly: "There is no novelty, do you have to tell your wife about other things?" Li Xin'er was very busy and naturally had no time to tell Sima Yin too much. She had lunch late, but she still took the bus out. Sima Yin felt bored in the room, so she asked Qing'er to take a few books of interesting stories and read them. Working in the mall made him develop the habit of calming down and reading a boring book at any time.

It was time tonight, and Li Xin'er had already come back. After the maid Yue'er finished the work, she went back to rest. Qing'er was called by Xin'er. Li Xin'er picked up a piece of manuscript that Qing'er had brought from Sima Yin today: "Come back and forth just for reunion, I'm afraid I missed it. Qing'er, are you sure this was written by my husband?" Qing'er nodded vigorously: "Yes! It was written by Qing'er with his own eyes." Qing'er didn't understand the poem Qing'er, and Li Xin'er didn't understand it very much, but he felt that his husband was sick and might not write any poems, even in the poem

He didn't understand the focus on rhyme! This is too unrhyme and it seems to be speaking vernacular. In short, there is no feeling like a talented man. "What is the son-in-law Qing'er doing recently?" "The son-in-law has always liked to wander around recently, but the son-in-law is not going to find friends, visit anyone, or drink any wine. But the son-in-law is very interested in fishing! Actually, the son-in-law is not stupid! The son-in-law can chat with a very knowledgeable old man today, and that grandpa is also asking for advice from the son-in-law!"
Chapter completed!