"Your Highness refused to return to the palace immediately at first. It was Huang Daozhou and Jie Xuelong knelt down and begging him. He came back crying..." Ding Ao bowed and stood by the emperor and reported according to the facts.

"As soon as the two gentlemen knelt down, he would obey?" Zhu Cixuan asked inadvertently while playing with a piece of coral jade ornament presented by Taiwan.

"Your Highness treats Huang Daozhou very well. He first shouts 'Mr. Huang', and then helps him not to move. Then he has no choice but to get back." Ding Ao replied, but he is quite reluctant to let go of the word "follow" used by His Majesty the Emperor.

Is this dissatisfaction with the crown prince?

His Majesty the Emperor valued the female officials and even made them take root in the outside court, and never ruthlessly treated dissident ministers. Since the Longjingian alone, there were probably more officials who were raided and exiled than the total of 280 years before the Ming Dynasty. Take the Dongchang, which Ding Ao himself was in charge, as an example, the power was even greater than that of Wei Zhongxian's years of chaos in politics.

Of course, such an emperor cannot like indecisive and soft-hearted people.

Even if this person is his son.

What's more, Emperor Xuan of Han taught his son that he had been circulating for thousands of years. He only needed to change the subject in Emperor Xuan of Han to the Ming Dynasty, which was exactly the current court situation. It can be seen that the relationship between the crown prince and the Confucian ministers is so deep, which is not a good signal.

Ding Ao even felt a chill on his spine.

If you could live to the age of your adoptive father Liu Ruoyu, you would probably meet the new emperor ascend to the extreme. Will the Confucian ministers make a comeback at that time and settle the score after autumn? It is a blessing to endure hardship when you are young, but if you are exiled to the border town at the age of time, it would be really a blessing.

Zhu Cilang sat on the chair, raised his head and moved his stiff neck for a while, and was quite unacceptable to his son's disobedience when he grew up.

Even in his previous life, he belonged to the kind of adulthood, consciously and self-disciplined, and studied hard. He is a typical "child of other people's family". In his memory, he seems to have never rebelled and admired his father very much.

Suddenly, Zhu Cilang seemed to see the figure of his parents in his previous life, but his face seemed to be covered with mist.

"Go to Zhongcui Palace." Zhu Cixuan stood up suddenly and decided to go and see the crown prince himself.

...

Zhongcui's palace was very quiet. Zhu and Gui sat in front of the desk, breathing for a long time, copying the calligraphy seriously. At this moment, Zhu Cilang seemed to have seen his childhood after his reincarnation, a long period of loneliness that no one could understand or disdain to understand.

Now my son looks at him, probably like he looked at his father Chongzhen. He always feels that his father has no vision and has done many wrong things.

Zhu Cilang said in his heart.

However, he relied on his knowledge and thoughts hundreds of years later, while the crown prince’s doubts about his father were due to the moral indoctrination of others.

"Father." Zhu Hegui wrote another line. He realized that his father had been standing beside him for a long time and put down his pen and stood up to salute.

"I'm worried." Zhu Cixuan gently tapped the rice paper and said casually: "Go out for a walk?"

Zhu Hegui nodded and followed his father out of the study dullly.

The father and son didn't walk far away, and just walked in the backyard of Zhongcui Palace.

Zhu Cixuan raised the topic and asked, "What did Mr. Huang say before leaving?"

"Mr. Huang asked his son to study hard. If you have any doubts, you should ask the great scholars." Zhu Hegui didn't know that the emperor was familiar with his eyes and saw Liu Zongzhou's name cleverly.

"Great Confucianism." Zhu Cilang sighed: "Great Confucianism is not spoken, but made."

"Make it?" Zhu Hegui asked in confusion.

"Yes, you have to do things to prove that you are indeed benevolent and righteous. It's not just a verbal statement." Zhu Cilang turned his head and looked at the crown prince who looked more and more like him. He said, "Have you heard of Zhang Juzheng?"

"It seems to be the chief minister of the country." Zhu Hegui's history lessons have not yet been taken into modern history.

"It's Longqing, the minister of the Wanli Dynasty." Zhu Cilang chuckled and said, "It's a mixed reputation, but it's a real power minister. Do you know that he was the teacher of the temple master. Before the temple master took power, he respected him the most, and he was so respectful to him."

Crown Prince Zhu Hegui was a little surprised. In his opinion, the emperor could not be afraid of anyone. Because except for God and ancestors, there is no greater origin than the emperor. God and ancestors would not come forward in person.

"Zhang Juzheng died in the tenth year of Wanli. The temple master gave him the title of Shangzhu Kingdom and was named Wenzhong. He was already the Grand Tutor and the Grand Tutor before his death." Zhu Cilang paused. He said, "It's a pity that not long after, all these lamentations were deprived of their family and their family was confiscated. You may not know the procedures for our court to confiscate the house. Before the formal confiscating, the families who were confiscated were not allowed to enter and exit, so the Zhang family starved to death to death, which was a terrible sight."

Zhu Hegui frowned and grinned, as if he had eaten something sour.

"Why is this happening?" Zhu Cixuan asked, "Look at the last prime minister and sub-super, Chen Yan and Wei Dezao. They not only failed to reign, but also treasoned the country and surrendered to the enemy. After the restoration of the country, your grandfather did not exterminate them. Because this was the last trace of decency between the king and the minister, and they always had to maintain. Then why should the temple be so decisive to its beloved master?"

"Why is that?" Zhu Hegui couldn't help asking curiously.

"Because the temple hates Zhang Juzheng from love to hate, he is so hated to the core." Zhu Cixuan saw that his son was even more confused, and said, "When Zhang Juzheng was in charge, he asked the temple to be frugal, and even a few actors in the palace would advise him. The temple always obeyed the master's words and never indulged himself. It was not until after Zhang Juzheng's death that the temple realized that Zhang Juzheng's pomp was bigger than the prince! The sedan chair was actually a whole house on wheels, with seats and desks inside, which could be walked and rested, and only dozens of people could not drive it."

"This is why the temple hates Zhang Juzheng to the core." Zhu Cixuan whispered.

Zhu Hegui lowered his head, unable to understand why his father suddenly told him about this.

"Your love for Mr. Huang now is not as bad as the temple's respect for Zhang Juzheng that day. It is true that heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers." Zhu Cixuan said: "But if you find that Mr. Huang is different in the future and is not as perfect as you think, will you feel pain in your heart? Will you feel deceived? Will you hate him?"

Zhu Hegui was crying when asked: "Father, Mr. Huang is not a person like Zhang Juzheng!"

"Even if the father is the emperor, you can't talk nonsense." Zhu Cixuan said: "So the father agreed to Mr. Huang go to Korea and promote the holy teachings. If Mr. Huang is indeed consistent in his opinion, then the court naturally needs to use him. If otherwise... he finally sees a person clearly, you don't have to hate him, right?"

Zhu Hegui was silent and did not answer.

"And Mr. Huang is also waiting for such an opportunity to practice the principles of his beliefs, otherwise he himself would not know where he still lacks or what he is not wise enough. Do you still remember that poem: It is always shallow to know what he knows. You must practice it yourself."

"Lu You's "Studying to Zi Yu at the Winter Night"" said Zhu Hegui.

Zhu Cilang nodded: "This is the article."

"But my father," Zhu Hegui said seriously, "the son-in-law still disagrees with my father saying that Mr. Huang is a pedantic person. He also disagrees with my father saying that my son-in-law is a pedantic person! It is related to righteousness and cannot be ignored!"

Zhu Cilang stopped and suddenly remembered what Chongzhen said to him: You may not care about how the people in the world view you, but it is impossible not to care about how the son views you.

The situation was vivid at that time. Zhu Hegui was still a meat ball held in his arms by a nurse. He did not believe in his father's words, and even took it for granted that his son should worship him, or even worship him. But now, looking at this little guard Taoist priest, Zhu Cixuan even thought of "retribution".

I think my father Chongzhen was so sad when he saw his son breaking through difficulties and seeking profit.

"The level of righteousness is too low." Zhu Cilang sighed: "People should abide by righteousness, but those who are kings cannot stay true to righteousness."

"Why is this?"

"Because righteousness will harm benevolence." Zhu Cixuan suddenly realized that the Confucian education he had heard before seemed to be in his mind, and it was enough to teach his children at critical moments.

"As Mencius said, it is righteousness to men and women who teach and receive the same things, but it is righteousness. However, when a sister-in-law drowns, it is kindness. If you stick to the previous righteousness and watch your sister-in-law drowns, it is pedantic and benevolent." Zhu Cilang said.

Zhu Hegui said: "The son ministers also understand the changes in the scriptures and powers mentioned by the father. But the son ministers adhere to righteousness and reason, which is not only harmless to benevolence. They also advise the king and father to be close to benevolence, so why are they accused of being pedantic?"

"Because..." Zhu Cilang was speechless for a moment, but couldn't say more, so he could only say: "Because you are still young and do not have the wisdom and experience to be 'benevolence'."

Zhu Hegui was quite dissatisfied.

"Say that." Zhu Cixuan said: "Last year, a sea boat going to Ryukyu encountered a storm and was killed and wrecked. Ten people squeezed into a sampan. Finally, they had the chance to float to the shore and be rescued.

"But these ten people found that there were two people living in the sea calling for help. If they were asked to come up, the small sampan would sink, and none of the twelve people could survive. If you were the leader of ten people, the other nine people would follow your life. If you said you would save them, they would be willing to die; if you said you would not save them, they would be glad to survive. How should you decide?"

Zhu Hegui was stunned: It is obviously unkind to not save him when he saw him die. However, if he wanted to save these two people, he would have to implicate all his lives, which seemed a bit unwise. But if a person is not kind, how could he be different from a beast?

"I..." Zhu Hegui wanted to say: I jumped down and changed to another person. Suddenly I thought of another question. There are two people below, who should I change to myself? And no matter who I change to myself, would I let the other person drown with me?

"Can I go down with a gentleman on the boat and change those two people up?" Zhu Hegui finally found a solution: "Seeking for kindness and getting kindness, and die without regrets."

"If you want to label someone, you have to label them all." Zhu Cilang chuckled: "The ten people on the boat are famous doctors like Mr. Yu, great talent who is profitable for thousands of years, generals like Xiao Mo and Xiao Donglou who can determine the world, officials who can defend the world, Wu, Sun, Jiang, Cai, etc. The two of them are ordinary sailors. Oh, these people are willing to sacrifice their lives for justice, who do you decide to fulfill?"

Zhu Hegui had a headache. It was originally very simple to seek benevolence, but a gentleman who was willing to sacrifice himself could jump into the water. However, now the father changed his mind and turned back to ask him to choose someone.

No matter how you look at it, there is no choice!

"You have to make a decision quickly, otherwise the two people in the water will freeze to death due to the loss of body temperature." Zhu Cixuan urged.

Zhu Hegui was speechless for a long time.

"You can consult those great scholars." Zhu Cilang said: "When will you figure it out and when will you answer again."

There is no standard answer to this multiple-choice question. Rational, utilitarian, hypocritical... each has its own answers, and it cannot be evaluated by value judgment. However, this question is also a touchstone for testing one's own beliefs. If a great scholar in China says the answer to "turn a blind eye", it is obvious that his identity as a Confucian scholar is up to date.

Zhu Hegui indeed submitted the problem to Huang Daozhou the next day.

Huang Daozhou received a letter from His Royal Highness before he walked away, and was quite relieved in his surprise. After he carefully read this question that seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for others, he found that the metaphor was very sharp, and it was even somewhat like the emperor defending his own governance.

After all, Confucians cannot say words that sacrifice their lives.

Therefore, Huang Daozhou passed Shanhaiguan and wrote back to the letter saying that he was unwise and could not solve the problem. He also suggested that the crown prince consult Liu Zongzhou.

After reading it, Liu Zongzhou looked mysterious and did not say that he knew or did not know it, but gave the topic to his disciples. As a result, the question asked by His Majesty the Emperor was immediately well known, from the Minister of the Pavilion to the peddlers, they would express what they thought.

However, His Highness the Crown Prince never found the answer he wanted, so he naturally could not reply to His Majesty the Father.

So this topic became the biggest topic at the end of the capital, and the lively circulating until the sixth year of Longjing, before gradually becoming less noticeable.

Because as soon as the sixth year of Longjing arrived, many good news came one after another.

First, steam-powered plowers were very popular in the Northeast, and hundreds of thousands of acres of wasteland were reclaimed. Sixteen companies went to the Northeast to set up factories to specialize in making plowers. Of course, the technology they used were all purchased from Liao, because the power of the steam engine is different from the era when anyone could imitate it. The steam engine produced by fine work has far exceeded that of old machines.

Under the great news of the development of the Northeast, good news in the west were also spreading. The Northwest Army formed by Xiao Mo and Dang Shousu sent troops to Hami in December of the fifth year of Longjing. The news was returned in the first month of the sixth year. The army defeated the defenders of the Yarkand Khanate in Hami in one fell swoop and completely restored the Hami Acropolis.

In February, Sengge, the leader of the Junggar tribe, requested an interview and obtained approval. At the same time, the Ministry of Rites reported that it would be the commander of Sengge as the commander of the Hasardushi, to test the intentions of the court and the people.

Although Sengge has not yet entered Beijing, Turubaihu, who returned to Qinghai-Tibet, has gathered tribal troops and contacted the Junggar tribe to declare war on the Yarkand Khanate, which was founded in Shache. This Turkic country, which is also a descendant of Genghis Khan, must leave the sphere of influence of Buddhism.

In the sixth year of Longjing, it is destined to not be mediocre. (To be continued...)
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