After the high-octane farce, Emperor Wei Zhao Yuansi stood in Wenzhao Pavilion with a straight face.
On the table, there was the thing that caused this farce, a huge kite.
In the open space inside the palace, the Eighth Prince Hongrun and his ten clan guards were kneeling on the ground, their heads drooped, and no one dared to speak.
Especially the Zongwei named Mu Qing, whose head was still wrapped with a bleeding white cloth. He must have been injured when he fell from the air just now. In comparison, although several of the other Zongwei also had scratches on their faces,
But much better than this one.
"Crack!"
The Emperor of Wei slammed the table heavily and yelled angrily: "Hongrun, you are too presumptuous! How have you messed up the fine palace? Your imperial guard almost fell to death!"
"It's not because of you, Emperor Father. How could this happen if you didn't cough..." Hongrun, the eighth son of the emperor, muttered.
"What did you say?!" Zhao Yuanxi never expected that the son in front of him would dare to talk back, and he raised his voice and shouted angrily: "You mean, this is all mine, don't you?"
"The emperor didn't say..."
Seeing that his son had surrendered, Zhao Yuancai gave up and snorted coldly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard his son whisper: "Father, you said it yourself..."
"You!" Zhao Yuansi was speechless angrily.
But after all, he was a wise and understanding emperor. If he thought about it carefully, if he hadn't coughed behind these people, the Zongwei would not have fallen from the air. In other words, he was indeed at fault.
Of course, as the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuanci would not admit his mistake easily. After all, this was about the emperor's majesty, not what he wanted or didn't want.
"What is this?" Zhao Yuansi changed the subject and asked, pointing to the huge kite on the table.
"Kite is also called paper kite, but Huang'er's kite is not made of paper, but of light but airtight cloth, and the frame is also made of strong bamboo, which is very strong..."
As soon as the kite was mentioned, Hongrun suddenly became interested and introduced his work to the emperor of Wei Dynasty and three ministers of Zhongshu.
It's a pity that the Emperor Wei didn't take it seriously: "It's just a plaything!"
Hongrun was a little unhappy after hearing this and curled his lips and said: "Plaything? You can easily fly over the high palace wall with it. Father, you still think it is a plaything?"
The expressions of the three Zhongshu ministers changed slightly when they heard this. Just now they were just surprised that this kite could allow people to fly into the air. Now when they heard what the eighth prince said, they suddenly became alert and thought that if this kind of thing spreads,
This is incredible. If some evil-minded people get this kind of thing, wouldn’t the walls of the palace be useless?
"Your Majesty..." Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang immediately wanted to remind the Emperor of Wei.
Zhao Yuancai raised his hand to stop him, because he had already thought of it: "Tong Xian, you can take this thing and destroy it privately later. In addition, the guards on duty today are ordered not to spread this matter."
"Yes." Tong Xian bowed and responded.
"etc!"
Zhao Yuanci frowned and looked at Hongrun who was speaking, and said unhappily: "What do you want to say?"
Zhao Hongrun stretched out his right hand: "Forty Liang."
"What?" Emperor Wei didn't understand.
"This kite cost the emperor forty taels."
Zhao Yuanci was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He stared in disbelief and asked, "How dare you ask me for money?"
"This kite cost the emperor forty taels. If the emperor wants to take it away, he must repay the cost to the emperor. Does the emperor, as the emperor of Wei, also want to take it by force?"
"You!" Zhao Yuansi said angrily, his beard trembling with anger, "Tong Xian, later you take forty taels from my inner treasury and return it to the eighth prince!"
"Yes." Tong Xian bent over.
The three Zhongshu ministers looked on with their mouths agape and said to themselves that the eighth prince dared to ask the emperor for the cost of the kite. No wonder he was so bold as to say "the people are prosperous and the country is strong".
The three of them were amazed by this, but the Emperor of Wei felt uncomfortable. He had to pay forty taels after being bullied by his own son, which made Zhao Yuanci feel a little aggrieved.
Recalling that Zhao Hongrun's son has always been naughty, and that he was so unruly in the Wende Hall this morning, he was late for the imperial examination and dared to leave early, Zhao Yuanxi felt that if he didn't take the opportunity to discipline him well, this royal seedling would grow crookedly.
No.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanci put on the air of being a father and asked: "Hongrun, you should be studying in the palace at this time, listening to lectures and studying. Why are you playing outside the palace?"
"Oh, to report back to the emperor, the emperor found the palace studies very boring, so he skipped classes." Zhao Hongrun said very seriously and confidently, as if he should be like this.
Zhao Yuansi was very angry. You must know that princes have always had to study in the palace school. This was the ancestral system of the Wei Dynasty. Even if the other princes wanted to be lazy, they would just excuse themselves because they were not feeling well. But this son was better. He simply said that the palace school was boring and he skipped classes.
"It's so boring? You mean, you don't have to learn the knowledge in palace studies anymore?" Zhao Yuansi said this because he wanted to tell his son that you are still far behind academically and you are not qualified to say that.
Such words are boring.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongrun shrugged it off and said matter-of-factly: "The emperor's ambition is not to be an emperor, so why should he learn those things?"
As soon as this statement came out, not only the Emperor Zhao Yuanci of the Wei Dynasty was dumbfounded, but also the three ministers who were former academicians were dumbfounded. You must know that what is taught in Gongxue is the classics of literary sages of the past dynasties, but in this book
In the prince's words, it actually became "those things".
Lin Yuyang, Zuo Cheng of Zhongshu, couldn't help but said: "Yao and Shun taught, but Jie and Zhou did not teach. Read the books of the sages and do benevolent and righteous things. This is the foundation of teaching and the foundation of the sages' legacy... His Majesty the Eighth Prince said this, I forgive you.
I dare to agree!"
The Emperor of the Wei Dynasty was stunned. Originally, he wanted to discipline his disobedient son personally, but he didn't expect that Zhongshu Zuo Cheng Lin Yuyang couldn't bear Zhao Hongrun's contempt for the sage's suicide note, so he jumped out on his own initiative.
This is a good thing!
You must know that these three ministers of Zhongshu are all well-educated people. With Lin Yuyang's help, the Emperor of Wei will naturally be happy to see their success.
But no one expected that the eighth prince Hongrun tilted his head and looked at Lin Yuyang for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "I, the prince, do not agree with what this lord said."
"Oh?" Lin Yuyang chuckled and asked, "Does Your Highness want to argue with Wei Chen? Wei Chen is all ears."
Seeing that the eighth son Hongrun actually directly challenged Zhongshu Zuo Cheng, the Emperor of Wei also found it interesting and waved his hand to the eighth son to get up. He wanted to hear what this prince who was rumored to be extremely naughty could say.
"I don't dare debate. I just asked this lord a few questions." Zhao Hongrun stood up, patted the dust on his legs, and asked easily: "Did Yao and Shun have teachers? Did Jie and Zhou have teachers?"
Before Lin Yuyang could speak, Yu Ziqi, the Prime Minister of Zhongshu, frowned and said to himself, Lin Yuyang might capsize in the gutter.
As expected, Lin Yuyang seemed to have thought of something, and frowned and said: "Jie, as Zhou is a human king and emperor, he naturally has teachers and teachers. Yao and Shun are ancient sages, but I have never heard of any teachers."
"In this case, why do those who have teachers become ignorant kings, and those who do not have teachers become saint kings?... Can it be understood that teaching is worse than not teaching?"
Lin Yuyang's expression changed slightly, thinking that if this was true, wouldn't it make sense for this boy to skip classes and study in the palace?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Although Yao and Shun were holy masters, I thought that they were taught by sages. As for the foolish kings like Jie and Zhou, even if they were taught by sages, they probably had no intention of studying."
"This gentleman changed his tune so quickly." Zhao Hongrun said with a heartless smile.
Lin Yuyang couldn't help but blush when he heard this, but now that the matter was over, he had no other choice.
Although the road was blocked by Lin Yuyang, Zhao Hongrun's face showed no abnormality and he continued to ask: "I would like to ask this lord again, who wrote this sage's book about reading sages' books and doing benevolent and righteous deeds?"
"Of course he is a sage from all ages." Lin Yuyang was very surprised as to why the prince asked such an incompetent question.
"Then where did the sages of the past generations learn their knowledge?"
"Of course..." At this point, Lin Yuyang's heart skipped a beat, and he finally realized where the trap of this question lay.
"It seems that this gentleman has guessed it. Yes, I want to ask, between the time when Cangjie created characters and the saints left books, who did the saint who left the first book of sages learn from? If so, who did he learn from?
Teacher, who did he learn from?"
Lin Yuyang was speechless, because going back to the earliest times, there must be a sage who had no teacher, but he couldn't say this. Once he said it, he would undoubtedly fall into the trap of the eighth prince, and the relationship between "teaching" and "teaching" would be confirmed.
"Not teaching" actually doesn't make much difference.
"Forgive me for my lack of talent and lack of learning..." Zhongshu Zuocheng Lin Yuyang retreated in defeat with a blushing face.
The Emperor of Wei secretly exclaimed that he originally wanted to teach his naughty son through Lin Yuyang's oral instruction, but he did not expect that this son's absurd reasoning actually stumped Lin Yuyang, a learned man.
But then I thought about it, and the Emperor of Wei felt a little happy. After all, his son, who was rumored to be naughty, could actually stump Lin Yuyang. Doesn't this prove that this son also has real learning and talent?
The Emperor of Wei turned his head and glanced at Shu Youcheng Yu Ziqi.
When Yu Ziqi saw Lin Yuyang retreating with a blushing face, he was amused in his heart. He also became somewhat interested in the 8th prince Hongrun, who was only fourteen years old. Now that the emperor of Wei had given him a look, he immediately stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "
The humble minister Yu Ziqi has met His Highness the Eighth Prince."
"Are you here to cause trouble too?... Just tell me." Hongrun's helpless tone made everyone in the hall feel a little funny.
Holding back his laughter, Yu Ziqi thought for a moment and said warmly: "The sages teach, read the books of sages and do benevolent and righteous things. It is the duty of human beings. If you don't learn, how can you know loyalty, filial piety and etiquette? If you don't learn, how can you know benevolence, justice and integrity? The key is not to teach and
It’s not about teaching, it’s about learning or not learning, does your Highness think that?”
"If you can't catch the flaw in your words, you are better than this gentleman." Zhao Hongrun looked at Yu Ziqi in surprise.
"Where." Glancing at the embarrassed Lin Yuyang, Yu Ziqi looked at the eighth prince in front of him with a smile.
Zhao Hongrun thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Before that, let me ask this gentleman a question."
"Speaking."
"I heard that hundreds of years ago, before the founding of the Wei Dynasty, stealing was a capital crime in that country?"
"Those who steal hooks will be punished...yes, according to records, it is indeed a capital crime." Yu Ziqi nodded without knowing why.
"So where is the Wei Dynasty now?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile.
Yu Ziqi was confused when he heard this, and frowned and said: "Detention is imposed according to the law, and additional punishments are given depending on the severity of the case... Why does Your Highness ask this?"
"You are still young." Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu murmured and shook his head. He knew that Master Yu had also fallen into the trap of the Eighth Prince Hongrun.
Sure enough, Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile: "The criminal laws of our Wei Dynasty are contrary to the ancient laws. Can this be understood that the national conditions of our Wei Dynasty are not suitable for the application of heavy codes? By analogy... Those sages are hundreds of people.
Why does this gentleman think that a book written thousands of years ago must be suitable for me, the Wei Dynasty? Times have changed and the world has changed, and maybe those principles have long been outdated."
"Is this truth outdated?" Yu Ziqi asked with a frown.
"Why not?... As an army in ancient times, we never forget the courtesy when faced with important events. A gentleman does not seriously injure the injured enemy again, does not capture a grey-haired enemy veteran, and does not block a pass.
The enemy wins in a dangerous pass) and does not form a line (does not take the initiative to attack but does not form a line)
(Enemies who are well-formed). Today, it is said that soldiers are never tired of bombing, and conspiracies and tricks are used in every possible way... My lord, do you think the world has changed, and this principle has also changed? In this case, why does this lord think that
, the saint’s suicide note from hundreds of years ago must be suitable for teaching today?”
"This..." Yu Ziqi was speechless after being refuted. He knew clearly that what the prince said was unreasonable, but he still couldn't think of anything to refute.
Looking at this scene, Emperor Zhao Yuanci of the Wei Dynasty was amazed.