shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 575

Jun Kuang said calmly: "You don't need to thank me, I think you should also be an ambitious person, you know, stealing words is shameful, since you are reading a book of sages, you can't make such a mistake in the future."

The scholar cupped his hands and thanked repeatedly: "I see."

Jun Kuang saw that he was poor and wanted to donate money for relief.

However, he felt all over his body, only the last few copper plates remained.

After some hesitation, he stretched out his hand and handed it to the scholar.

"Take it and go buy something to eat."

The scholar took it and was flattered. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his benefactor.

Jun Kuang turned around and returned to Bai Zhi'er.

"Your Highness, we can go."

The little guy nodded.

They walked a certain distance, Bai Zhi'er couldn't help but look back.

He saw the scholar still knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Brother Ah Kuang, can I ask a question?" Bai Zhi'er's voice was soft and cute.

Jun Kuang smiled slightly, and returned to his elegant appearance before: "Of course."

Bai Zhi'er raised her small face and looked at him: "The ingot of silver you gave to the shopkeeper of the academy just now, is it all your money?"

Jun Kuang was stunned, and then he chuckled lightly.

The little guy frowned suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

Jun Kuang smiled and said, "I thought Her Royal Highness would ask me why I took care of the scholar, but I didn't expect that what I cared about was actually this matter."

"That's right, that ingot of silver is the money I saved after I came to Kang Wang's mansion and worked for the third prince."

Bai Zhi'er opened her pink lips, her big eyes were full of surprise: "That's more than half a year's worth of money, so why is Brother Ah Kuang willing to give it?"

Jun Kuang looked ahead at the busy market.

His gaze became ethereal and far-reaching.

"I just think that the scholar is pitiful. He may have some real talents. A scholar, what he cares most about is his character."

"But in order to realize his wish, he had to steal books for money and make connections."

Having said that, he bowed his head and gave a wry smile.

"But the scholar probably doesn't know that the officialdom is vast, and those greedy officials have such a big appetite, how can he fill it up with a little money?"

"Maybe I drained my own blood, and the money I sent out is nothing more than nothing."

Bai Zhi'er blinked her long eyelashes, and said in confusion: "It's not wrong to want to study and become an official, but he shouldn't steal things."

"The treasurer of the library saved him, but he stole the book of the savior. This is wrong in itself."

Jun Kuang listened, but became angry: "If it weren't for the current darkness in the officialdom, how could a scholar be forced to make such a low choice!"

He stopped by the lake, clenched his fists, and looked at the sparkling lake.

Jun Kuang said indignantly, "In today's world, how many ordinary people can afford to read, and even if they can read, how many of them can squeeze out the nobles and become officials?"

"A handful of gold can buy half an official position. Many illiterate rich businessmen can become Yuanwailang, but those who really study hard don't even have enough money to buy oil lamps!"

"How many people studied hard in the cold window, and finally starved to death in the night of depression! How can these be reconciled?"

After saying these words, Jun Kuang gasped violently.

He suddenly realized that Bai Zhi'er hadn't spoken the whole time.

Jun Kuang suddenly calmed down.

He turned his head and saw the little guy standing not far from him, looking at him with those watery black eyes.

Bai Zhi'er's delicate face was full of childlike innocence and an alert clarity.

Jun Kuang was silent for a while, then cupped his hands and bowed: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

(End of this chapter)