In the Great Qian Dynasty, Qin Ze, who transmigrated and became the son of the Tiger Might General, was cast aside by the Empress after she used him, stripped of his military power, and enfeoffed t...
Upon hearing this, the thin man smiled slightly, crossed his arms, and said, "You understand matters of national importance?"
The child raised his head, took his hand off the table, and said like a little adult, "I know."
"National prosperity and peace, and the safety of our land and rivers, these are matters of great importance to the nation."
"Hey, you little rascal, you've even learned a couple of lines of poetry. Where did you learn them?" The burly man beside him looked at his son with great interest.
The child put his hand on the table again, sniffing, and said, "I forgot when I learned it, but an old Taoist priest told me."
The skinny man chuckled softly, then asked, "Do you know what this means?"
"It's a matter of national importance," the child replied.
The skinny man shook his head. "Knowing what it is, but not why it is, is utterly ignorant, utterly ignorant!"
The child's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "Hmph, you think you know everything? I've never been to school, how would I know so much!"
"If I go to school, I'll definitely know more than you."
The burly man immediately shouted, "How dare you talk like that? This is your second uncle, you've got a sore spot, haven't you?"
The skinny man didn't care and was about to explain the meaning to his nephew when the mischievous nephew stuck out his tongue at him and ran away with a smug smile.
"This child." The burly man watched the boy run away, then slowly withdrew his gaze.
His gaze had barely landed on the table when a gasp escaped his lips:
"That little rascal! So he came to get peanuts! No wonder he knew all this!"
"This greedy little rascal! He can't eat it all!"
All that was left on the table were peanuts; now only a pile of peanut shells remained.
On the street below the teahouse, a child carrying a bag of peanuts glanced smugly at the teahouse, then waved his little hand:
"Here, have some peanuts!"
A group of children dressed in mismatched clothes surrounded him, sniffling and chattering happily, hopping and skipping like a flock of sparrows.