The revered Mr. Lu, bereft of his spouse in his declining years, took a young woman named Zhu as second wife. Unhappy about the union, Zhu was often seen knitting her brows. One day, Mr. Lu asked her: "Do you regret that you have married an old man?"
"No,"
"You're unhappy because my official rank is too low?"
"No, it's not that."
"Then why are you so unhappy?"
"Neither your old age nor your low rank is the cause of my regret. My only regret is that I was born too late to have met you when you were young."
