Xuanyuan was overjoyed. He immediately ordered the preparation of the golden carriage and the imperial retinue, then personally set out to seek him. Three days later, his carriage reached the coast. As it traveled along the paths between the fields, a clear, melodious song suddenly drifted over from deep among the ridges: "The sky is round, the earth is square; born in an age of peace, fortunate to have met a wise ruler!"
Xuanyuan was greatly intrigued and ordered the driver to draw closer. There, in the fields, he saw a bare-chested farmer swinging a hoe, sweat rolling down his body. When the man spotted the imperial carriage from afar, he merely glanced up before lowering his head and continuing his work, treating it as though he had seen nothing.
Xuanyuan focused his gaze and examined him closely. The man stood straight as a pine, with an imposing brow and an expression that was calm yet sharp. Every gesture carried a stern dignity that brooked no disrespect. Xuanyuan secretly praised him. He looks like a commoner, but he has the bearing of a dragon and phoenix. How could he be an ordinary farmer?
He sent an attendant forward to make inquiries. After a short while, the attendant returned and reported, "That man only said, 'A ruler follows the ruler's way, and a minister keeps to the minister's duty. Each handles his own responsibilities, so why ask about me?'"
Xuanyuan clapped his hands and laughed. "This is truly a worthy man. How could he be a farmer?" He immediately stepped down from the Imperial Carriage and hurried over. When the farmer saw Xuanyuan approaching in person, he instantly threw down his hoe, knelt, and kowtowed, shouting, "Long live the Co-Lord!" Xuanyuan personally helped him up and asked gently, "Sir, you have