Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Are there no flaws today?

Of course there are, there are a lot of them, otherwise they wouldn't be scolding Wei Zhi every three days.

In order to set an example for the emperor, Wei Zhi had no more than five servants in the family. He was obviously a prime minister, but he was poorer than the average wealthy family.

But Confucianism emphasizes that the son does not tell the father's faults, so it is impossible for Confucius to offer the prince the "Book of Filial Piety" by offering wine to the prince.

Most of the explanations of the "Book of Filial Piety" are based on the background of Wenjing and Hanwu of the Han Dynasty.

If the prince is an ordinary prince, that's all. He must be obedient in class, and it is impossible to say that he is really filial to the emperor's father and son.

But this prince is not ordinary. He has a heart, and the emperor has not set an example. Let's not talk about how he came to the throne. Recently, last year, didn't he kill his younger brother, the king of Yizhou, in vain?

Don't talk about dying in battle, others don't know, can the prince still not know why?

It is said that the behavior of parents is the easiest for children to learn to do things, and the prince is naturally the same.

The emperor always said that Prince Gong resembled him the most, but Mr. Zhuang felt that the prince was the most worthy of the emperor.

It's just that one is introverted and the other is extroverted.

Both father and son have a lot of problems, but Kong sacrifices wine to teach filial piety, can't take the emperor as a counter example, can only keep admonishing the prince, one is hard-hearted, the other is bored, teachers and students who used to get along very well have changed. Need to be pointed at Maimang.

Mr. Zhuang did not regard the prince as an ordinary student, but more as the prince.

He has been thinking about what kind of prince he wants the prince to be in the future, and what kind of emperor he wants him to be in the future...

After thinking about it for two months, he decided to let go of his teaching to the prince, and to take it a little while teaching.

Not only did he not shy away from speaking out about his faults today, but he also pointed out the things he did not do well when he was the emperor.

Then he asked the prince, do you want to make the mistakes your parents made again, and do you want to repeat the things your parents regret?

Mr. Zhuang said: "His Royal Highness is different from His Majesty. I remember that there were courtiers who asked for the abolition of the Crown Prince four times, but they were all suppressed by His Majesty. His Majesty's fatherly heart is still higher than that of the late emperor."

This time, the prince no longer showed sarcasm, no longer distracted, but remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Mr. Zhuang's mouth was dry, and when he picked up the teapot to pour water, he found that there was no water. When he looked outside, he realized that the time had passed so fast, and the sun outside was clearly past noon.

Mr. Zhuang said: "His Royal Highness, today's class will be here."

The Crown Prince got up to leave, but Mr. Zhuang suddenly stopped him, "Your Highness, the maintenance of any relationship in this world requires communication, even between father and son, and the same is true between mother and son. You and Prince Gong are both His Majesty's direct sons. You are still the eldest son, have you ever thought about why Your Majesty favors King Gong so much?"

The prince said directly: "Because the third child can cry."

Mr. Zhuang, who was ready to speak, was choked for a moment. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Man Bao. He paused for a while before he found his voice, "His Royal Highness sees His Majesty again, why don't you pour a cup of tea for His Majesty, or take care of yourself? Your Majesty's body."

The prince left immediately.

Eunuch Wu has been guarding the door. The voices of the two of them are not loud, but not low. Besides, as a servant, the ear is also the basic element of survival, so he heard it all.

It was precisely because he heard it that Eunuch Wu did not dare to let outsiders come to disturb him. He deeply felt that it was no wonder that Master Zhou and Young Master Bai were so courageous, because the husband who taught them was so courageous.

Dare to say these words to the prince.

No, you dare to say these words.

Even when Confucius sacrificed wine, he often scolded the prince, but he never dared to take out His Majesty as a counterexample to the prince.

As soon as the prince came out, Eunuch Wu immediately trotted with his legs and followed him. After he had walked out for a while, the speed began to slow down before he dared to catch up and asked in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, it's past noon, what do you want? Don't use some food?"

The prince was still thinking about the class he had just taken, and he answered without hesitation. Instead of going back to the West Mansion, he went directly to the Zhan Shi Mansion.

Yang Heshu not only had lunch, but also took a nap. He was drinking afternoon tea at the moment, and when he saw the prince coming in, he immediately got up and saluted, and then picked up the three envelopes on the desk and presented it to the prince, "His Royal Highness, this is Zhou Man, Bai Shan, and the others sent the book today, it is about the application of anti-summer medicine in the Imperial Hospital, I took a look at it, and I think most of it is feasible, do you want to take a look at it, Your Highness?"

The prince took the book, threw the other two on the table, and then spread out one to read, looking at him and feeling that something was wrong, and asked, "These two handwritings are similar, but why does Gu look different? Was it written by the same person?"

Yang Heshu had been looking at their papers this morning, and he had figured it out earlier. He smiled and said, "This should have been written by Yin or Bai Cheng. They all copied Zhou Man's handwriting."

The prince turned to the end and looked at the signature. He saw the names of the four people on it. After a long silence, he closed the book, "What's the point of imitating? Write faster?"

Yang Heshu said: "His Royal Highness, the handwriting of their names is not the same."

The prince looked at it seriously, then stretched out his hand to take a look at the other two papers, and Yang Heshu introduced him, "This one should be written by Zhou Man himself, this one should be written by Bai Shan himself, Your Highness can Looking at their suggestions, these four children are good, and even the expenses are listed one by one, but they are not comprehensive."

These children obviously forgot that the officials who went to the countryside for disaster relief also had to suffer losses and expenses.

The prince swiped through ten lines at a time. Bai Shan's excerpts were fairly concise. The excerpts written by Bai Cheng and Yin He were mostly statistics. When the prince swept over, he only paid attention to the specific numbers and skipped them. Not quite.

But it's all practical advice.

The prince pondered, knocked on the table and asked, "Isn't Zhou Man the imperial physician of the imperial hospital? The imperial physician's office was still her idea, why didn't she give the book to Xiao Yuanzheng?"

Yang Heshu smiled and said, "Your Highness, the Imperial Physician's Office is now being prepared by a minister, and Your Highness is supervising. It is no problem to hand over the book to the Zhan Shifu."

The prince raised his head and glanced at Yang Heshu. After thinking about it, he said, "Get Zhou Man and ask her alone."

Yang Heshu responded and turned around to ask a servant to look for someone, but the servant quickly came back to report, "Master Zhou Xiao went to Daming Palace and hasn't come back yet."

The prince was making up for lunch at the moment. Hearing that, he glanced at the hourglass in the corner of the room, and immediately knew that Zhou Man was playing in the Daming Palace again.

He had seen Zhou Man ask the Crown Princess for a pulse. Basically, he felt his pulse, felt his stomach, and then talked. It took two quarters of an hour at most.

The rest of the time is basically playing.

Thinking that she was so busy that she had to find time to even eat, and that she, a subordinate, was so idle, the prince was a little unbalanced.