At first, Zhu Peng blamed Duan Rong for being abrupt with the lady, but now he understood Duan Rong's intentions, as he had a virtuous wife at home and wouldn't betray her!
Truly a man of great talent and noble character!
Zhu Peng said, "Big brother, not only are you great at solving cases and drinking, but your poetic talent is also that high. Please accept my humble admiration!"
Duan Rong laughed and said, "What would I do with your admiration? Cook it in soy sauce, or steam it?"
Zhu Peng laughed and said, "I'd better keep it for walking." Zhu Peng continued, "Brother Duan, from whom did you learn your poetry? Earlier, in the Qin Building, when you were discussing poetry, I could barely understand, but I felt it was innovative and profound, unlike those cliché sayings."
Duan Rong replied, "Those poems, they were made by my countrymen. I just cobbled a few lines."
"Really?"
"Of course! Why would I lie to you!"
