Chapter 577 They are all monsters that have existed for thousands of years
When the prince left Qianqing Palace, it was already dark, but he saw a figure like a door panel standing under the eaves of the corridor. Was it Lao Liu or someone else?
"Hey, why haven't you gone back yet?" the prince asked strangely.
"Aren't you waiting for eldest brother?" Lao Liu said with a smile: "I just refuted eldest brother in front of my father. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. eldest brother is so good to me..."
"Hey, what do you think of your elder brother? Am I as big-hearted as a needle's nose?" The prince waved his hands magnanimously and said with a smile:
"Big brother values you because I want you to display your talents, not because I want you to be my yes-man."
"Tell the imperial concubine that you can go to my place for dinner tonight." He put his arm around Lao Liu's shoulders and said, "I haven't had a private chat with you for a long time. I just want to have something else."
"I've already told my mother and concubine." Lao Liu chuckled and said, "If eldest brother doesn't tell me, I'm going to have a meal."
"Hahahaha." The prince laughed heartily, hugged the sixth child and went to Huichunhe Palace.
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Spring Harmony Palace.
Zhu Xiongying was overjoyed at the arrival of Lao Liu and stayed by his side during dinner. Until Mrs. Lu took action and called him to do evening classes.
"Scared, Xiongying has classes tonight?" Lao Liu looked at Xiongying's lonely back and felt strange in his heart.
"Yes." The prince nodded, folding his sleeves with his left hand, and holding a pot with his right hand to pour wine for Zhu Zhen: "Concubine Lu said that evening classes are very important. They rely on them to review the past and learn new things."
"That Xiongying doesn't even have time to play." Zhu Zhen said reluctantly: "It's too hard to do it every day."
"It's not hard work." The prince took a sip from the wine glass, looked at the west study room where Xiongying studied, and sighed: "He is the eldest grandson of the emperor, so he is destined to never have an easy life."
"Brother, with all due respect, there will be problems if you continue to teach like this." Zhu Zhen was originally here to enhance his relationship with his eldest brother, but he didn't expect that Zeng Tai would be possessed by him again.
"Hahaha, you, Sixth, have no say in the matter of studying." The prince smiled and said, "Those children from scholarly families are taught like this. After they were enlightened at the age of six, they studied hard every day. I have two classes in the morning and evening. I don’t see any problems.”
"This is a way to teach scholars, but people in our family cannot be taught like this!" After finishing speaking, Lao Liu sighed to himself, "Zhu Zhen, Zhu Zhen, you have changed, you have become too inflated. Why do you have to follow the elder brother?" What if it's not the same tune?'
But sometimes this man just couldn't control his words, and he still said plausibly: "My teacher meant the same thing, so he never taught me the Four Books and Five Classics, poems and songs. What he taught me was heresy in the eyes of scholars."
"What's his reason?" The prince asked softly, holding the wine cup.
"He said that those things taught by Confucian scholars are the domestication of the Heavenly Family. A true king must first have a free and untamed heart." Zhu Zhen gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "That's why Confucian scholars can never teach a good emperor. , Good emperors are always born from barbaric growth in a place far away from Confucian scholars."
"Your words are too absolute," the prince put down his wine glass and said in a deep voice: "For example, Song Renzong, who was appointed prince at the age of nine and received strict teachings from Confucian scholars since childhood, can you say that he is not a good emperor?"
"Song Renzong is a good man and a good master of the civil servants and Confucian officials, but he is really not a good emperor." Zhu Zhen said lightly:
"Because the emperor's quality cannot be evaluated by ordinary people's standards. His weakness, wandering, and soft ears are nothing to ordinary people, but to the emperor, they are fatal."
"Even so, Renzong is still a tolerant and kind-hearted lord." The prince retorted.
"Success?" Zhu Zhen chuckled and said: "Is it possible to defeat the Song Dynasty? He didn't even have the guts to challenge the most important mission of the emperor of the Song Dynasty - to recapture the Sixteenth State of Yanyun! Let's not discuss the big question among these literati.
It’s Song Mingjun, it’s such a bargain.”
"You, you..." The prince laughed and said, "Just because I didn't immediately agree to let the heroes worship you as their disciples, do I have to overthrow all the emperors of a dynasty?"
"One code equals another. At least the emperors of the Song Dynasty should not be included in any discussion of Mingjun and Holy Lords. Other dynasties were all about expanding their territories. Some conquered the Western Regions, and some even reached Central Asia. They connected the whole world.
They have not been unified, and the Yanyun Barrier has not been taken back, so what qualifications do they have to be compared with other dynasties?" Zhu Zhen muttered.
His view is not unique, but is generally held by people in the Ming Dynasty. Post-traumatic stress disorder belongs to this category.
"Okay, I told you not." The prince smiled fondly and said: "But to be honest, the reason why my eldest brother can't make up his mind whether to let you teach Xiongying is because of your attitude towards scholars and civil servants.
You are a prince, so it doesn't matter if you think like this. But he will be an emperor in the future, so I would still be worried if he has such thoughts."
"There is a saying that 'you can only seize the world immediately, but you cannot rule the world immediately.'" He thought for a while and decided to be honest and fair with Lao Liu: "The world must be governed by scholars after all. If a hero despises scholars, I will
I don’t know whether this is a disaster or a blessing for Ming Dynasty..."
"Brother, what I am disgusted with is not the scholars, but those who use the books of sages as dogma to brainwash us!" Zhu Zhen couldn't help but said anxiously.
"You still read less books. Those books for the general public have the effect you mentioned, but they are called 'education', not brainwashing. There are also books specially for people like us. Many principles of governing the country are
In the book. If you understand it thoroughly, no one can trick you." The prince smiled and pointed at Lao Liu:
"For example, you kid, you dare to be aggressive with me, it's because you have no selfish motives for me, so you can speak freely. If I didn't study, I would think why don't you focus on me? I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"Does your advice offend your ears?" Lao Liu said with a smile. What the eldest brother said was exactly what he was most worried about - he really did it out of sincerity, hoping to share the worries of the eldest brother and let Xiongying grow up healthily, without any selfishness...well, only
A little selfishly, that is, we must not give Zhu Yunwen a chance.
But if the eldest brother feels that he is in the way and is alienated from him, then he will be too pathetic.
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"You should not only know this idiom, but also its origin. It comes from "Han Feizi·Wai Chu Shuo·Top Left", 'Loyal advice is in the ear, and when the wise master hears it, he knows that it can achieve success.'" Prince Tan.
Smiling, he regained control and said, "A monarch who is familiar with Han Feizi will not be controlled by Confucian scholars."
"Confucian scholars are just tools in the hands of the monarch, but they are more dignified and easier to use than other tools, so the monarch loves to use them." Zhu Biao was also forced by Lao Liu, and had to show his dirty tricks to avoid letting this kid.
I really think of myself as a little white rabbit.
