Zhu Hegui stood not far away and watched his father quarrel with the minister in surprise. In his impression, his father was always high and everyone had to bow down when they saw him. He spoke louder and it was a sin. Where did the old master come from today, how dare he teach his father a lesson?

Duan also looked at the emperor's face from a distance, clenched his hands unconsciously, and wiped out his good impression of Liu Zongzhou when he first met.

The other officials accompanying him were all surprised. They could not imagine that a rural scholar would educate the emperor like a child.

Zhu Cixuan did not realize the silence behind him, and just wanted to end this lesson, saying: "Mythical education should be available, but the most difficult thing is to grasp the degree. There is also the corrupt scholars in the world wearing Confucian clothes to destroy the classics of sages."

Liu Zongzhou's passion gradually eased and said, "Your Majesty said so much."

Zhu Cilang took a breath and said, "Sir, I want to write a newspaper, and I will agree to my business."

"Please give me instructions."

"The newspapers and magazines of the Imperial College can promote justice and analyze and understand the truth, but they cannot kill people with morality and educate sinners with ethics." Zhu Cixuan said.

"The rituals are in front of the law, and the rituals are in backwards. This is the reason for the establishment of rituals and laws." Liu Zongzhou agreed.

He was also very disgusted with the phenomenon of "villain" in newspapers, "traitorous parties" and even "famous sinners".

Just as he was in Donglin, he fought against the "traitorous party" while saying, "My party is guilty of being guilty", and "My party's crime is above the Song people, and it is not a false sense." Such objective remarks without any stance can only be expressed by morally selfless people in their hearts.

Zhu Cixuan didn't know much about Liu Zongzhou, but now he is sure that he is a person who will not endorse interest groups. Such a person is destined to be in trouble and cannot enter the cabinet, but it is even more valuable.

"Your Majesty," Liu Zongzhou wanted to speak but stopped. "Your Majesty has not held a lecture yet since he ascended to the top."

Zhu Cilang said "hmm" and did not comment.

The Seminar is a course for Confucians to provide ideological and academic education for the emperor, and it is to ensure that everyone has a unified value, world outlook and outlook on life, so as to avoid an upset spiritual leader like Wuzong.

Zhu Cixuan listened to "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world" when he first studied in his previous life. Although he did not follow the path of science and engineering, he was subtly implied that technology is far higher than anything else. So the law or human resources he chose are all technical disciplines - social technology.

Zhu Cilang also learned about the connotation of the content, such as why the legal provisions were formulated in this way and what relationships were protected by laws and regulations, and did not elevate it to the philosophical level - that was the job of a jurist, not the task of a lawyer or a legal consultant.

Now Liu Zongzhou reminds him that if he refuses, he may be the stubborn old man who will submit memorials again and again, which will become the focus of public opinion.

There is also a Supreme Emperor in the palace who has been teaching in the imperial lectures and is probably on the side of Liu Zongzhou.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Lord holds the country, and the king should not be neglected." Liu Zongzhou lowered his voice: "Now Your Majesty is far superior to the king's way, and it is probably not a blessing for the country and the country."

"Let's discuss the matters of the sutras." Zhu Cixuan said: "When I've been busy with this situation, I'll make arrangements when I'm free."

"Your Majesty," Liu Zongzhou said again. "Your Highness the Crown Prince is almost at the age of being able to go out to teach, so it is better to make arrangements early."

"It's still early. Shouldn't it be ten years old?" Zhu Cixuan said.

"The age for the crown prince to give lectures is not customized. From now on, it is almost time to select officials from Chunfang, Japanese lecturers, and main lecturers," Liu Zongzhou said.

Zhu Ciyang nodded and said, "Now we are enlightened, and the words of the Crown Prince are written by Huang Daozhou. By the way, Huang Daozhou was mixed with comments when he taught the words of the Crown Prince. Is this appropriate to do so?"

"What kind of discussion is it?" Liu Zongzhou asked.

"Some words from Mencius." Zhu Cixuan said: "I am worried that the crown prince has only a slight understanding, and I am afraid that he will have a mistake in the future."

Liu Zongzhou pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, learning to read and practice books will involve Yuan Dynasty scriptures, especially young children. Most of them were enlightened from the Analects of Confucius and Mencius. It is not appropriate for Huang Daozhou to talk about Mencius in a mess, but it is understandable. I think that maybe the crown prince can be allowed to leave the cabinet to give lectures in advance to avoid listening side by side."

Zhu Cilang nodded slightly and said, "Please recommend some good gentlemen with excellent talents."

"I obey the order." Liu Zongzhou nodded and added: "In terms of character and knowledge, Huang Daozhou is actually an excellent candidate."

Zhu Hegui didn't know that his new stage of life had begun, and he was still immersed in the novel scenery in the Imperial College. He was also particularly interested in the pool water around Pan Palace, and he was yelling to ask people to raise big koi.

Zhu Cixuan followed Zhu Hegui, watching the two little firemen bent around their son, and suddenly felt something was wrong. If a person was well-cared for since childhood, his ability to withstand pressure would be too weak and he could not bear the heavy responsibility.

The Ming Dynasty Royal Family was not Li Tang. The deposed crown prince was like playing house, killing him at any time...

"Call them here," Zhu Cixuan said to Wang Chengen, "Let the crown prince play by himself."

Everyone's expression was a little distorted, but Liu Zongzhou still looked calm and calm with disgrace.

"What if such a young child is hit by it?" Duan said anxiously.

Zhu Cilang ignored it and just stood in a distance, watching his son studying a piece of bark there, and from time to time he had to peel it with his hands.

The eunuch retreated in horror, leaving the crown prince alone.

Zhu Hegui raised his head curiously and saw that there were no followers around him, which was quite strange. He soon saw his father smiling again, as if he was encouraging him, so he smiled openly and continued to play with the half-fallen old tree bark.

"Is it dirty..." Duan frowned.

"I didn't play when I was a child, and I would be stupid when I grew up." Zhu Cixuan said: "It seems that I'm playing around, but in fact they are also in contact with this novel world. It's better not to disturb him."

Zhu Hegui focused on peeling off the dried bark, studied the new skin inside for a while, looked back at his parents, ran to another tree, and continued to study his bark.

The emperor, the queen and a group of entourages became his followers, keeping a distance and watching him play.

Liu Zongzhou originally wanted to invite the emperor to attend a charity class, but judging from His Majesty’s reaction just now, he probably couldn’t understand the teaching level of the Imperial College, so he had to give up this idea.

Plop!

Zhu Hegui, who was running, did not notice the shallow roots of the tree that were poking out on the ground. He spread his arms perfectly and threw them to the ground, his chin hit the ground, and when he lifted it up, a touch of bright red had already oozed out.

The emperor and the empress were shocked. Wang Chengen was about to rush forward with a sad face, but his Majesty the Emperor grabbed the collar and pulled it hard, and then he fell to the ground.

Zhu Cixuan's unexpected move shocked everyone inexplicably, and he stood there and did not dare to move.

"I'll go and see, don't worry." Zhu Cixuan said, and walked forward slowly.

Zhu Hegui lies on the ground with wide eyes. After a long time, he saw his father coming over and finally grinning and crying.

Zhu Cixuan walked to his son, squatted down slowly, pointed his son's injured chin with his fingers, looked at him sideways and found that he had just scratched his skin, which was nothing serious.

"Why did you fall?" Zhu Cixuan asked out loud and cried when his son was waiting for his son.

Zhu Hegui turned around and pointed to the roots of his tree, and said with tears on his face: "I tripped by it."

"It? It has been lying here for decades, how could it trip you?"

"When I ran over, it tripped me." Zhu Hegui pretended to cry again.

"I can see clearly that it didn't move, it was you who kicked it." Zhu Cixuan's face was stern: "Get up quickly and apologize to it."

Zhu Hegui felt very aggrieved in his heart, and his mouth slighted, and tears flowed down again with the sad crying sounds.

Duan also followed and said with a distressed heart: "What do you want to talk about later? Just pick it up first. How cold the ground is!"

Zhu Cilang ignored it, but he just didn't allow others to move forward, let alone anyone hug him.

Zhu Hegui was lying on the ground, his chest was constantly being oppressed, and he soon cried so hard that he was exhausted. He was not feeling well himself, so he finally got up, took a breath, and prepared to take a rest and cry.

"Apology." Zhu Cilang raised the volume.

Zhu Hegui looked at his serious father and retreated slightly, but still did not apologize to Shugen.

"What apologize? I don't know about the root of this tree." Queen Duan walked towards her son and wanted to see the wound on her son's chin.

Zhu Cixuan suddenly stood up, stopped the queen, and said to the crown prince condescendingly: "You must bear your own fault, apologize to him! You will never kick it again!"

Zhu Hegui was wrapped in his father's figure, and his heart was filled with panic. He slowly turned around, patted the soil on his body, bowed with both hands, and bowed to the end: "Tree root, I was wrong, I shouldn't kick you. I will never kick you again."

Duan was also shocked by the aura emitted by the emperor just now. Finally, she remembered that her gentle and elegant emperor husband had also personally participated in the battle and was used to bloody fighting. She found that the emperor's domineering aura was dissipated with women's intuition, so she hurried over, squatted over and hugged her son, took out a silk scrim to clean up the scratches for her son.

"Okay, okay, just scratch the skin." Zhu Cixuan's tone eased: "You can take responsibility yourself, that's great. Daddy allows you to go riding tomorrow."

Xiao Qiuguan burst into tears and laughed when he heard this, and struggled to break free from his mother's arms and continue playing.

Liu Zongzhou's expression was calm, and everyone was happy at this moment, but he frowned.

Huang Zongxi did not follow him because of his work, so he later heard all kinds of anecdotes about the Imperial College. He believed in the first half, because the person who spoke directly was his familiar mentor. If his mentor did not speak like this, it would be a strange thing. In the second half, Huang Zongxi was skeptical:

His Majesty the Emperor is so wise that it is hard to believe! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!