Hearing Huo Nian's question, Zhang Fu stretched out his hand and stroked his head: "Why do you ask that?"
Huo Nian looked at him and pursed his lips.
Zhang Fu then asked him: "My uncle is a very powerful official, so why don't Nian'er learn martial arts from my uncle?"
Huo Nian blinked and looked at him: "My sister said that people are different. Everyone has an identity. Some are officials, some are doing business, some are farming, and some are doing crafts.
There are high and low status..."
Some people with high status look down on those with low status. Huo Nian pursed his lips.
My uncle is an official, so his son looks down on him?
Zhang Fu looked at the child in front of him steadily.
He didn't know how to explain issues such as caste status to such a young child. He and his son were born into a wealthy family and were born into the nobility, and had never had to explain these issues to anyone.
No one of low status ever asked him this.
The identity level portal has naturally formed a gap since birth. No explanation is needed.
Seeing the child in front of me with a curious look on his face and inquiring eyes, he thought about it and said, "Your sister is right. People are different. Everyone has an identity. This is family status."
, depending on the family status, there is a distinction between high and low."
Seeing that Huo Nian was a little confused, he asked, "Do you have servants in your family?" He thought about how he would describe it if the other party had no servants.
Unexpectedly, Huo Nian nodded to him.
Zhang Fu breathed a sigh of relief, it would be easier to explain if there were servants.
"Look, there are servants in your family, and there are servants in my uncle's family. Why do they give people to today's servants? It's because they have a low status and can't survive anymore, so they sell themselves to a higher family, in order to have a reputation.
Food to eat. As a servant with a lower status than the master, you must obey the master. If he is disobedient, the master has the right to deal with him. The same is true in the sect. People with higher sects naturally have some privileges than those with lower sects.
"
"Can people with high status look down on others and do whatever they want?" Huo Nian asked him.
"There are some people with high status who look down on those with low status, but if they don't do whatever they want, wouldn't the country be in chaos? So we made laws to restrain them."
Huo Nian pursed his lips: "My sister said that when you meet someone with a higher status than yourself, you should avoid it if you can and don't conflict with them."
Zhang Fu nodded: "What your sister said is right."
"Can people with high status have conflicts with others?"
Well……
Zhang Fu explained warmly: "Just like a master treats his servants, some people with high status will treat people with lower status than themselves like their own servants."
After saying that, he touched his head and said, "My uncle's brother did something wrong that day. My uncle has already taught him a lesson."
Huo Nian lowered his head, then raised it again after a while: "Uncle, how can I become a person of high status?"
Zhang Fu looked at him blankly. The child in front of him had a firm hope in his eyes. His eyes were dark, round, big and energetic. Zhang Fu looked a little lost.
"uncle?"
Zhang Fu came to his senses: "If you want to become a person of high status, you must work hard to learn martial arts and be a talented person. In the future, if you pass the imperial examination and become an official, you will be able to change your status and you will have opportunities.
Be a person of high status.”
Huo Nian nodded: "Then Nian'er wants to be an official. He wants to be a person of high status!"
Zhang Fu returned home all the way, still thinking about what Huo Nian said.
The child was not yet six years old, but he firmly said that he wanted to be an official, a person of high status, and a leader.
Just because he had two conflicts with Jie'er, he decided to become a person with a higher status. It is not easy for ordinary people to change their status.
I thought about it all the way into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Jian'er taking the second steward and giving him some instructions. Zhang Fu saw that his little face was pretending to be an adult and he looked serious, so he shook his head and laughed.
I walked over and after hearing a few words, my face immediately turned dark.
"Do you remember? When we find out where he lives, we will arrest him. I will lock him in the woodshed, starve him for a few days, make him kowtow to me and apologize, and then beat him! So that I can call him
Relieve your anger! If you find him, catch him, remember?"
"Zhang Jie!"
Just as the second steward was about to agree, he heard the Marquis yelling and scolding him loudly, and he trembled in fright.
Zhang Jie also shuddered, turned around and saw his father, and hurriedly shrank behind the second manager.
Zhang Fu walked over with a straight face: "Who do you want to arrest? Who do you want to kowtow to you, who do you want to slap?"
"Father, father..."
"It seems that you didn't remember what I told you. On the Double Ninth Festival, it was clearly you who bullied others, you were domineering and unreasonable, and now you want to arrest people and lock them up in the woodshed?" At such a young age, you have such vicious thoughts?
Zhang Jie bit his lip and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
Seeing that he was shrinking and not answering, Zhang Fu was furious: "Follow me!"
Before the father and son reached the hall, Mrs. Wu, who had received the news, hurried over with her servants and maids.
"Master Hou, Master Hou, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing? I'm going to hit him with a few canes to teach him a lesson. Don't bully others all day long." Zhang Fu turned around and ordered his servants to get the canes. He wanted to do the same thing.
Wu already knew the reason and felt that Zhang Fu was making a fuss out of a molehill.
He rushed over and stopped him: "He is not yet seven years old, what can he understand? He is just talking."
"Just talking?"
Zhang Fu looked at Wu: "You also said that he is still young. He doesn't know how to search for someone and find out the whereabouts of the child that day. Who ordered the second steward to search for the person? Is it you?"
Wu's eyes dodge.
"say!"
"So what if it's my order!" Wu responded loudly.
"Master Marquis, we are the Marquis Mansion. Xie'er is the future Young Master Marquis. He was bullied by others. How can we pretend that nothing happened in our Marquis Mansion? How do people think of our Marquis Mansion? Doesn't this tell us
Others, our Xincheng Marquis Mansion is weak and can be bullied, anyone can step on it?"
Zhang Fu narrowed his eyes: "Because two children have a dispute, you want to send people to find the whereabouts of each other and cause trouble for them?"
"When did our Xincheng Marquis Mansion not take the common people seriously? We can bully them as much as we want? I, the Emperor Taizu, come from a peasant family, and I have always cared for the peasants. Do you want His Majesty to hold us accountable? Palace
The noble concubine has no children and is living a difficult life. Do you want to make things worse?"
Wu choked.
She just wanted to teach a pariah a lesson. Do you and your Majesty have so much time to care about such trivial matters?
Mrs. Wang didn't want to pay attention to Wu's desire to teach others. Wu wanted to vent her anger for her son, so she let her go.
But after listening to what Zhang Fuxun said to her, and thinking about the difficult life in the palace, and asking for countless prescriptions for her daughter who is still childless...
I couldn't help but call Mrs. Wu over and scolded her again, so that she stopped thinking about making trouble for others.
The second manager was scolded again.
Finally, she warned Wu that if she let someone from the Wu family take action and did something that would bring disrepute to the empress, she would have to look good on her.
