It's hard to be a good teacher

All the officials kowtowed, and the emperor sat on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall, his face darkened.All civil and military officials looked at the emperor's face and knew that something must be difficult to handle today, so they pushed out a few officials who were usually not afraid of death and wished to leave their blood on the Golden Palace and leave their names in history, and hurriedly retreated as soon as the important matters were dealt with.

On the way back, the servant of the Ministry of Rites rubbed against the prime minister: "Uncle, what do you think is the matter with the emperor today? Are you thinking about marrying your sister to the palace?" The prime minister glared at him and told him not to talk nonsense: " Is the Sacred Heart something you and I can fathom? Just pack your mind and don’t trouble me all day long, and don’t forget what happened a few days ago...!" He snorted fiercely, and walked towards the carriage with the general belly out .

When the Minister of Rites heard this, he panicked, and even ran and chased, and stopped his uncle in front of the carriage: "Isn't everything in the past few days handled properly, so why mention it? The matter of my sister entering the palace is important. Gong, your status is different, what kind of life do we juniors live in fear?"

After the morning court, in the Imperial Study Room.

"I left the national teacher here just to ask." The emperor waved all the eunuchs and maids to leave, and the chief eunuch stood guard at the door. "What is... science? What is wealth-strengthening the people-lord?"

National Teacher: ...Pills, I took the pills.

"National teacher?" The emperor looked at him with his face propped up, "Explain to me."

National Teacher: Did I explain it?Or run away?Or crashed to death on the dragon pillar?The national teacher turned his head to look at the dragon pillar. The golden dragon soared above it, and the scales and dragon claws were carved so lifelike. At first glance, it was super painful to hit it, and it seemed that it would not necessarily kill him.The point is, he hasn't fully enjoyed the splendor and wealth of this body, so he went to the underworld to be ranked so soon?How about telling a lie?

The national teacher looked at the emperor and felt that he should be...couldn't fool him.

What should we do?

run away?

The emperor had already stepped down and stood beside the national teacher.

The national teacher immediately became honest: "Your Majesty, how about we discuss it? Be lenient when you confess, and stricter when you resist... What do you think?"

The emperor looked down at him: "How do you want to discuss it?" The national teacher rubbed his sleeves: "You can give me a gold medal to avoid death or an oral order... I am very useful! For example, what can I tell you? New Deal reform, socialism, etc.! I know a lot! The rise and fall of the major dynasties, the cooking skills of pigs, and the soap..."

The emperor smiled and tilted his head to look at him: "You really are not a national teacher."

National teacher: "Huh? You didn't know about the co-author just now?"

The emperor nodded: "I didn't say I knew, but now I do."