Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 597 My Emperor Shengming

  People like Liu Wuliu haven’t read any books.

  And as a low-level farmer, he must have a stinking problem.

For example, he is very unhygienic. When he burst into tears, he wanted to clear his nose. He hugged Zhu Houzhao's leg, plugged one nostril with the other hand, and then pulled it, and Zhu Houzhao's trouser leg was a little wet. .

  Liu Wuliu also has a greedy side, he knows that this is the prince, and he can enter Xishan with a word from him, so he spotted Zhu Houzhao, hugged Zhu Houzhao's thigh desperately, and refused to let go.

  Liu Wuliu was even a little vulgar, and when he got angry just now, he was full of vulgar abuse, using many unsightly words.

  But although Liu Wuliu is dirty, greedy, and vulgar, he is not stupid. He has his wisdom, and he will use this wisdom to distinguish a person's good from bad.

This kind of wisdom is different from Yang Tinghe's. His method is very simple. Whoever can feed himself is a good person. You can call him a saint or anything else. Anyway, Liu Wuliu only recognizes such a person death.

Therefore, if the great benevolent man can feed people well, then he must be a great benevolent person, a person who can be the master for the people like Bao Zheng; A person who is foolish and traitorous. In the words of scholars, he is a saint.

  Liu Wuliu burst into tears and decided not to let go. He was not afraid of the great benefactor at all. He knew that the benefactor was different from other officials, so he would not blame himself.

   "Great benefactor, if a villain can serve the great benefactor, he is willing to die. If he can serve the great benefactor as a cow or a horse, the emperor will not change him."

   "..."

   All of a sudden.

  The hall was quiet.

  Emperor Hongzhi seemed to have suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points.

  Is this... a deception?

  When the ministers heard this, someone's face changed, and then they shook their heads secretly. At this time, what can they say? Don't they all say it? Is this a scam? What can you say about him?

Yang Tinghe looked at all this with a stupefied look. He found that the people who spoke out with him before had all slipped away and did not dare to show their air. Even the people who had been on good terms with him at this moment were avoiding them like snakes and scorpions, as if they were hiding from the plague. , I dare not even look at him.

   Liu Wuliu said: "Great benefactor, you are here, we little people, someone is in charge, you..."

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't see it, so he said: "I've approved it, Qing and others will be the farmers of Xishan from now on."

  Zhu Houzhao stared at his father, a little helpless.

  But Liu Wuliu didn't care at all about the man who called himself Zhen, but still hugged Zhu Houzhao's thigh, howling: "It doesn't matter what others say, but what benefactor says."

   "Okay." Zhu Houzhao said; "Get up, my pants are wet."

  Liu Wuliu and a few people got up, looking at Zhu Houzhao's eyes, they were all shining, and the others ignored them.

  They are country people, they don’t understand anything, so they just recognize this.

  Da En Gong is like a big bun that people walk around. Wherever they go, they can attract the attention of thousands of people.

Emperor Hongzhi was full of emotion, he felt a little sour in his heart, what did the prince do, I didn't see how hard he was, and he had more time to play around. On the other hand, it was me, everyone called the emperor Laozi or the emperor Master, or Long Live, I am diligent in government affairs and sleep late at night. How come no one is so grateful to me.

  But Emperor Hongzhi immediately became happy.

   With just such a son, Daming's foundation will still be in his hands in the future. If his son can become a sage king, his grandson will be able to relax.

  Good thing!

  He suddenly became energetic.

  A few days ago, I was so scolded by the officials that I couldn't hold my head up.

  Why?

  Because everyone is saying that there are traitors around the prince, there are still people who praise the prince as Yao and Shun.

  To be honest, Emperor Hongzhi blushed upon hearing this flattery, and felt that it was not only overdone, but also outrageous.

  So he didn't dare to say anything, although he also wanted to defend the prince, but after all, he was a little embarrassed.

   But now, Emperor Hongzhi laughed heartily.

   I have confidence.

   I have been holding back this breath for a long time.

"I heard that those who can suffer from the sufferings of the people and worry about the needs of the people are called saints. Three emperors and five emperors, everything is beyond the test. But Confucius respected the things of the three emperors and five emperors. Why, it is precisely because the saints admired them Heaven and man know the sufferings of the people, so Yao and Shun lead the world to be benevolent, and the people follow it; why do the people follow Yao and Shun? Is it because they have been educated? No, it is because Yao and Shun can make the people eat and drink enough, and then Educate the people so that they can tell right from wrong, and know honor and disgrace."

"Isn't that what the crown prince and Fang Jifan did in Xishan today? Look at these people, there are hundreds of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people like Liu Wuliu. Mining in Xishan is not precisely because Xishan can give them clothes, feed them well, and let their children go to school? Liu Wuliu's old mother is sick, and he can't ask for medical treatment. Is this unfilial? No, it must be done, it is absolutely impossible. When you see these people, don’t you have a little bit of compassion? Usually, you are preaching and talking about the suffering of the people. Now the suffering people are right in front of you. But the whole court is still arguing about Yao and Shun, this... I am ashamed, and all the nobles are only ashamed!"

  Emperor Hongzhi pointed to himself, and then to all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty, none of them was pulled down.

  Finally, his finger touched Yang Tinghe.

"Yang Qing's family kept saying that Yao and Shun opened their mouths like this and closed their mouths like this. Then Yao and Shun loved the people and made sure that everyone could eat and drink enough. They could not pick up things on the road and never close their houses at night. Isn't that what the prince did? Then Yang What did the Qing family do again?"

   "Minister..." Yang Tinghe's face turned pale.

  Emperor Hongzhi stared at Yang Tinghe, refusing to let go of his eyes: "Please answer Yang Qing."

"Chen..." Yang Tinghe thought quickly, he wanted to find something worth boasting about, but he seemed to read books, and he seemed to be speaking out of righteousness. Since he entered the official career, he first worked for the Hanlin, and then entered the Zhan Shifu. nothing.

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes flashed coldness: "The Qing family is full of knowledge, and they speak benevolence and righteousness, but they do nothing?"

   "It's not the subject's job." Yang Tinghe blushed and defended himself.

"But your salary comes from people like Liu Wuliu. The labor you enjoy is also obtained from people like Liu Wuliu." Case: "I have seen this scene today, and I am still ashamed. People always say that I am a holy king, but today I look at it, and I am not as good as the prince. And you, since you are a famous minister, don't you have any sense of shame?" ?"

  Yang Tinghe's face changed suddenly as soon as the word shame was uttered.

   These two words, for scholars, must never be uttered in person. To say that a person has no shame is almost equivalent to a scholar cursing his ancestors for eighteen generations.

   And if these words come from the mouth of the emperor, it is called heart-punishing, which is no different from cutting out the heart and cutting the flesh.

   At this moment, Yang Tinghe felt fear, an unspeakable fear, pervading his whole body.

  He hastily kowtowed: "I... I will die."

  Emperor Hongzhi gave him a look of disdain: "It's a good thing I didn't ask you to teach the prince."

  Yang Tinghe shivered.

  He knew...it was over.

  Your Majesty's point will stop, but the attitude is self-evident.

   Next, if he wants to retain the last bit of decency, he should know how to do it.

Yang Tinghe immediately burst into tears, bowing down. At this time, his feelings were probably the same as Liu Wuliu's back then, full of despair, he choked up and said: "I... I am from the rice paddies, and I am loved by your majesty, 忝Serving as a lecturer for the Imperial Academy, with high virtue and great love, like nectar, minister... minister..."

   He choked up.

  Fall to the ground.

   I can't continue talking anymore.

  This is the rhythm of asking for a scholar, and the next thing to say is that the minister is old and his eyes are dim.

  Yang Tinghe couldn't continue talking because it was just the words behind.

This is no longer a matter of being dismissed from office. If he is dismissed because of his righteous words, he will go home and raise him at worst. But everyone will respect him. After decades, he will be a good man again. admiration.

  But what is it to be such a scholar now? Will you be ridiculed for retiring and returning to your hometown with this shame?

   After twenty years in the cold window, after becoming an official, he worked hard and exhausted all the organs. Now, everything has come to naught.

  Yang Tinghe finally couldn't take it anymore, fell to the ground and cried loudly.

  Emperor Hongzhi kept a cold face, and before he could continue, he said seriously: "Okay, I'm gracious."

   It is rare that Emperor Hongzhi also got angry one day, and he treated his courtiers so rudely.

  Yang Tinghe raised his head when he heard it, and felt his brain buzzing, with a kind of despair that everything would come to naught. He murmured his lips, trying to say something, but finally...knowing that the matter was irreversible: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

  Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, and Yang Tinghe fell into hell.

   This time it is a real hell, not just Qingliu who enter the court as officials, then dismissed from office to take care of them, and then continue to recover.

  Yang Tinghe knew that once he left, he would never come back, and his reputation had also been wiped out.

He stood up tremblingly, looked around, everyone lowered their heads, no one felt pity for him, many people who used to scold Fang Qiu with him, but now they looked at him coldly, naturally, no one pleaded for him .

   What greeted him was silence.

  He had no choice but to walk, staggering, out of the Son of Heaven Hall.

   "Long live my emperor, my emperor is wise!" In this silence, someone suddenly yelled.

   This voice is very familiar.

   Almost no need to look at it to know that it was sent by Fang Jifan.

  So the officials, who were still thinking about each other just now, reacted and said one after another: "Long live my emperor, long live!"

  Among the countless praises.

  Emperor Hongzhi was a bit speechless in his mother's heart.

  (end of this chapter)