Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

For Zhu Yuanzhang's reprimand, Fang Xiaoru was somewhat disapproving, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and nodded.

"Your Majesty, I am a top-notch scholar in the second class. I am a student of the Son of Heaven handpicked by you. I also serve in the Eastern Palace. I can say whatever I want in the government. I am not afraid to criticize the dragon scales. Otherwise, how can I repay the emperor's kindness?"

Seeing his complacent and self-satisfied appearance, Zhu Yuanzhang had a thought in his heart that the scholar was wronging the country.

"Fang Xiaoru, you are not afraid that we will kill you. This is not just criticizing the dragon scales, it is simply pointing at our shortcomings. To be precise, it is our fault in your opinion!"

Fang Xiaoru didn't care about what he said at all, and he still said it bravely.

"Your Majesty, it's my duty to keep the ministers who own the state and never forget the country. Even if His Majesty kills the ministers, the ministers will still say the same thing."

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard his words, his angry beard trembled slightly.

It is this kind of scholar who bury his head in the pile of old papers all day long, talking about harming the country, which has no effect on the national economy and people's livelihood, and takes it as an honor to be killed by the emperor's staff or even beheaded.

Zhu Yuanzhang endured great anger. He wanted to deal with Fang Xiaoru on the spot. After all, holding the imperial power in his hand, it couldn't be easier to kill a fourth-rank official.

But he is also very clear that it is very easy to deal with Fang Xiaoru, but it is difficult to stop the mouths of the ministers, and it will get a notoriety of killing Zhichen.

"Fang Xiaoru, you contradict us so much, do you want to invite us directly? Do you really think you are a national scholar?"

Regarding Zhu Yuanzhang's anger, Fang Xiaoru could actually see that he was not afraid of these things at all now. He felt that even if the emperor was furious, he would die if he wanted to benefit the country.

"Your Majesty, although I am not a scholar of the state, I grew up reading the books of Confucius and Mencius. Since I am an official, I must be a good official. Since I am a minister, I must be a direct minister."

This book of Confucius and Mencius is really not a good thing. It makes people's brains stupid, and it is difficult for Zhu Yuanzhang to explode. He suddenly thought of an idea.

"In that case, let's show you what a real national scholar is, and let you understand that a rotten Confucian who has read books and reads his head is not allowed to comment on state affairs casually!"

Seeing that Fang Xiaoru didn't speak, Zhu Yuanzhang continued to look around at the officials in the hall before speaking to him.

"You are only in your 20s, and you have already been an official of the fourth-rank East Palace official Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi. It can be said that the future is boundless. Even if you don't do anything, you can make it to the second-rank official with only your qualifications. It depends on you. I will not deal with you if you have the courage and the heart for the country, but I will let you meet someone and ask him to argue with you. If you are really smart, after seeing him, you will know the truth of what you just said How stupid."

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang said this, the following six nine ministers and three cabinet ministers understood that they wanted him to see Zhu Tao.

Indeed, compared with Zhu Tao, Fang Xiaoru, a Jinshi who only knows empty talk, is indeed very empty, and can even be described as stupid.

But Fang Xiaoru didn't think so at all, he was not convinced at all, instead he pushed Zhu Yuanzhang back in a daze.

"If the national scholar that His Majesty speaks of can really convince the minister, then the minister would rather resign from the position of Zhan Shi in the Zhan Shifu, exempt from the honor of Jinshi, and be exiled into the army!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang really admired this person's courage, so he said to Song Lian.

"Mr. Song, after the dynasty is over, you can take this student of yours to see what a real national scholar is!"

After retiring from the court, Song Lian took Fang Xiaoru to the cabinet to be on duty, but he didn't talk to him all the time. He just sat and drank tea.

Fang Xiaoru was a little proud, he smiled and said to Song Lian: "Thank you teacher for protecting me, but don't worry, I will not let you down, I will go with you to meet the so-called A true national!"

But at this time, Song Lian's expression was very solemn, and he suddenly felt that he had misjudged this disciple who had always been highly valued.

But Fang Xiaoru didn't have this awareness, he never knew what the teacher was thinking, so he asked.

"Master, who is the person we are going to meet? You have learned from ancient times to the present, and you are also the master of the prince and the princes. I don't believe that the person we are going to meet can learn more than you."

Song Lian shook his head. He had met Zhu Tao before, and he really knew Zhu Tao too well.

In addition to the establishment of a cabinet system, there are also subsequent suggestions from government agencies such as the Secretary of State and Commerce, the Secretary of Integrity, and various inventions. Whether it is military or political, Zhu Tao cannot only be described as a genius.

If he were asked to compare himself with Zhu Tao, Song Lian might naturally admit that he was no match for Zhu Tao.

In addition to Zhu Tao's many contributions to politics and people's livelihood, the Xinxue proposed by this young man once caused a sensation, and was designated as Guoxue by Ming Dynasty.

From this point of view, I am far inferior to Zhu Tao as a well-educated Confucian.

Therefore, Song Lian said to Fang Xiaoru with a serious expression.

"The person I want to take you to meet is called Zhu Tao, and he is far superior to your teacher in every aspect! In front of him, you and I have nothing to recommend."

After all, he is a young man in his 20s. At this time, Fang Xiaoru can be said to be full of vigor. He is not convinced at all, and always describes another stranger like this.

Fang Xiaoru has been called a child prodigy since he was studying in Kaimeng.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter whether he debated the way of governing the country or Confucianism with anyone, he never failed, and he was always speechless when he refuted the other party.

Therefore, his self-confidence has always been very full, even in the face of his teacher Song Lian, he can not fall behind at all.

"Men, is this old gentleman a learned Confucian? I'm afraid he is too old."

Song Lian shook his head. He is a little disappointed with Fang Xiaoru now, but after all, this is the disciple he wants to pass on, so he still has enough face to say.

"He's not an old man, he's a young man who hasn't given his crown yet, a few years younger than you."

Fang Xiaoru originally thought that this was a learned man, at least a middle-aged man.

It is hard for Fang Xiaoru to imagine what kind of person a person who is not yet an adult is so admired by his teacher.

"Teacher, are you kidding me? How is this possible? You can admire a person who is less than 20 years old. What kind of abilities does he have? I want to see him as a student."

Seeing Fang Xiaoru eager to try, Song Lian was not in the mood at all. He knew that in the future, he might not have a place for his disciple in the court.