Daming, originally wanted to destroy it, but the system came

Chapter 216 Lecturer Fang Xiaoru

Since Zhu Yuanzhang had said hello, Zhu Zhen's plan to be demoted to Yunnan based on his mistakes was obviously not feasible.

The old Jijiu personally took Zhu Qi to a classroom, and taught him earnestly on the way: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has asked you to go to Yunnan to become a feudal vassal when you were 12 years old, and you went into battle to kill the enemy in bloody battles more than once. Although you are brave enough, you lack comparative lessons. So let us give you a good lesson."

"His Majesty also said that you should stop messing around, otherwise His Majesty will call you to the palace to teach you a lesson personally, such as whipping you."

Lao Jijiu kept chattering along the way, which seemed to be comforting, but in fact it was a threat.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, have you reached this point?you are vicious.

What else can Zhu Yu say? Isn't Zhu Yuanzhang's meaning still clear? Don't make trouble, you kid, or I will whip you myself. Anyway, I won't let you go back to Yunnan easily.

The teacher on the side finally came to his senses and looked at Zhu Zhen in surprise. It turned out that this was the vassal king from Yunnan.

He finally remembered that the city had been full of rumors about His Royal Highness the Dian King in the past two days.

Good guy, you exiled the King of Yunnan to Yunnan, right?
Isn't this just sending people home?

And he's only 14?You call this 14 years old?
In short, under the personal accompaniment of Lao Jijiu, Zhu Zhen was sent to a classroom.

When they came in, there was a lecture going on inside.

In the lecture hall, a Confucian professor was sitting, that is, kneeling on the podium. The students below looked solemn and looked intently.

It wasn't until Zhu Xi and the others came in that the classroom teaching was interrupted.

The lecturer frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows when he saw the old Jijiu who came in later, and asked: "Old Jijiu, what are you doing here?"

"Professor Fang, this is His Majesty's eighteenth son, His Royal Highness the King of Dian, who has just returned from Yunnan. His Majesty wants him to enter the monitoring school, so I brought him to listen to your class," Lao Jijiu made it clear in one sentence. The whole story.

The students looked at Zhu Ming one after another, sizing up the Dian King strangely, but they did not dare to whisper among themselves, so the classroom remained extremely quiet.

This is the harsh atmosphere of the Imperial College.

Professor Fang, also known as Fang Xiaoru, suddenly brightened up when he heard about Zhu Xi's identity.

"Okay," Fang Xiaoru nodded, casually pointed to a seat in the corner, where there were still a few empty seats, and said, "Then please sit down, Your Highness."

Zhu Ming was not polite. Although he was wearing the supervisor's uniform, he still walked through the other students with square steps, like a dragon walking like a tiger. He came to one of the seats and sat down cross-legged.

Fang Xiaoru frowned and said, "Your Highness, you should sit upright."

Zhu Ming turned to look at the others and found that both the students and Fang Xiaoru were all neatly dressed and sitting there kneeling, which is what is called sitting upright.

He was really the only one, and he sat there cross-legged as soon as he came in.

"Aren't you tired?" Zhu Zhen asked.

That kind of sitting posture is not so much sitting as kneeling?
Zhu Chu also knew that sitting upright was a tradition passed down by his ancestors.

But after all, he is a modern person, and what he pays attention to is that he can do whatever he wants and do whatever he feels comfortable with.

"This is a rule," Fang Xiaoru said insistently: "Even if you are a prince and a vassal king, you are still a student in prison at this time, and I am also your teacher. How can I do this when my teacher is teaching and learning? How can I do whatever I want?"

He is really an old and sour scholar, extremely corrupt.

Zhu Ming turned to look at the door and saw that although the old priest was not in a hurry to leave, he had no intention of blocking him. He knew in his heart that he did not want to interfere.

Is it a show of force?Or is he really that pedantic?
Or, are you targeting yourself?
Zhu Chu smiled, looked at Fang Xiaoru, and said calmly: "Teacher? You haven't taught me yet. When I lectured to you, not only did I not learn a word, but you taught me a lesson. This teacher Sorry, you have the nerve to say it."

Fang Xiaoru was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, he looked at Zhu Zhen angrily, and was about to speak.

He also heard Zhu Ming say: "What's more, it is said that when the sage Confucius taught, first of all, he taught everyone regardless of high or low, rich or poor. Secondly, when Confucius preached and received his vocation, he did not ask others to do anything. How about it. Standing, sitting or kneeling, it doesn’t matter. As long as it’s not lying down or lying down, it’s too exaggerated.”

"You can teach in your own way. Do you want to catch up with Saint Kong?"

When the big hat was pulled off, everyone was stunned.

How many years has it been since Saint Kong?Who really knows what Confucius asked for when he was teaching.

But can you just deny it?

Because Zhu Xian first said that there is no distinction between education and distinction, and that is indeed the idea put forward by Confucius.

Whatever you say at this time will be wrong.

In fact, Zhu Chu has played this trick more than once, because he found that there are always people who like to use big hats to suppress themselves, so he has to use bigger hats to suppress them.

You use your status as a teacher to suppress me, right?And when he comes, let’s put aside his status as the vassal king.

Then I will use Sage Kong to suppress you and see who can't stand it the most.

Fang Xiaoru's face twitched again and again, but finally he lowered his head, defeated.

"Your Highness, you are really not a light-hearted person," said the old man outside the door, stroking his beard with a smile. He looked at Fang Xiaoru meaningfully, finally shook his head, turned and left.

In fact, it was His Majesty who told him to bring Zhu Chu to Fang Xiaoru to teach him. As for the deeper meaning of it.

Fang Xiaoru was a great Confucian, at least after Song Lian, he could represent Confucianism.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang was very optimistic about him, and it is said that he recommended him to Prince Zhu Biao.

Even when Fang Xiaoru was arrested by his enemies and brought to Beijing, Zhu Yuanzhang released him as soon as he saw his name.

However, because Zhu Biao passed away suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang never used him. Instead, he thought it was not the time to appoint Fang Xiaoru, so he made him a professor and gave lectures to students every day.

Maybe this is reserved for Zhu Yunwen?
As a Confucian, Fang Xiaoru asked him to give lectures to Zhu Yu. After thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang still did not give up, and wanted Zhu Yu to understand the principle of the king of heaven and earth, the master of relatives.

It's a pity that Fang Xiaoru was defeated for a while as soon as he came up.

Are you pretending to be a teacher to me?The problem is, you are not our teacher yet.

Helpless, Fang Xiaoru had no choice but to suppress his dissatisfaction, let Zhu Ming sit cross-legged, and continue his lecture on the previous topic.

However, there is one thing to say, this is the Imperial College, and the disciplines included include etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, mathematics, etc.

The so-called six arts, and even more.

Including Fang Xiaoru’s lectures are indeed very capable, and he can answer the questions raised by the students one by one.

If other external factors are not considered, having the opportunity to study in the Imperial College is a rare opportunity.

Zhu Ming also gradually suppressed the irritability in his heart and began to attend class seriously.

Anyway, idle time is idle, come and go, and now he still has the ability to remember things, not to mention, he got into the state very quickly.

Even the other supervisors and students were secretly surprised. It seems that this feudal prince is not here to mess around with gold?But you really have some talent?

In fact, a few years ago, Zhu Zhen was not good at writing or martial arts, and he could not even read his handwriting.

This is all the result of the system. Just one photographic memory exceeds the efforts of many people.

A book you memorized by rote will be remembered by others after reading it once. Although they may not be able to understand the meaning for the time being, they will remember it anyway.

That's the difference.

So at the end of the day, after Zhu Ming put away his dissatisfaction, he actually gained a lot.

Especially the I Ching among the Six Classics, its content is even more profound.

"I didn't expect that studying and taking classes would be so interesting," Zhu Chu sighed as he left the gate of the Imperial College in the evening.

He does not need to live in the prison cell, he can go back to his own mansion.

After all, he is a vassal king, so he must have some privileges.

Besides, he can be a transfer student, so what's the harm if he's a day student?
The other prison students can only envy and hate him.

"Actually, the most important thing is that there is a wide range of learning here. Unlike before, the teachers our father found for us were all selected by him, and even the classes he taught were fixed. Although there are also four books and five classics, they are all in the style of eight-legged essays."

When he thought of the memory of being restrained as a child, Zhu Zhen shook his head.

It was restricted and restricted, which was different from today.

As the saying goes, this time and that time.

When he arrived outside the Imperial Academy, Zhu Zhen looked around, and sure enough he didn't see his carriage.

But this was what he had confessed before. He had been attending classes in the Imperial Academy all day, and even had lunch in the cafeteria, and the food was pretty good.

It's just that when eating, the waiter is responsible for preparing the food, and no waste is allowed. After three meals a day, there is no other tea or rice, etc.

After all, Zhu Zhen had the experience of a long military life, so he didn't think anything of it. He was not picky about food and would eat whatever he was given, as long as he was satisfied.

This surprised many supervisory students.

The prison students have a common canteen and eat the same food. Even if Zhu Zhen is the feudal king, he eats with everyone at noon.At first, everyone thought that His Highness could not bear this condition, but they did not expect that Zhu Zhen ate faster and more deliciously than the others. This was something that no one expected.

It was just during dinner that Zhu Xi ran out.

Although he can endure hardship, hasn't he already asked Dai Sigong and Yu Chu to prepare medicinal food for him, so as to replenish his energy and blood and increase his cultivation speed?

So let him go home and turn on the stove for dinner.

But without a carriage, it seemed like we would have to walk a long way.

"See the Thousand Years Old King of Dian."

Suddenly, a group of people appeared from the side.

"Huh?" Zhu Zhen saw in confusion that they were bringing a sedan with them, and immediately felt something was wrong: "Don't say you want to take me into the palace."

This was not the first time that Zhu Yuanzhang sent people to forcibly carry him to the palace, nor was it the first time that he was beaten.

"Your Highness is really smart. Your Majesty has a mission. Let us wait here early and take you to the palace when you come out of the Imperial College." Those people said as they put the sedan in front of Zhu Chu and looked at him, meaning He said you'd better go in by yourself.

"No, what does he always want to do with me?" Zhu Ming was angry. He had been in class for a day, and he really wasn't lazy or distracted. He was really serious. He was very tired now. He couldn't go home to eat?

Damn, do you really think they are a good father and son with a loving father and a filial son?

Where do such deep feelings come from?Why didn't he know?
"Your Highness, we are just following orders, and we ask for your cooperation." A man came up to Zhu Chu and made a gesture of invitation with a smile. But judging from his intention, if Zhu Chu didn't go in, they would really take action, right?

"Are you Jin Yiwei?" Zhu Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because these people were not wearing Feiyu uniforms, just ordinary official uniforms, some were not sure.

The man nodded and agreed, "Yes, Your Highness."

They are indeed Jin Yiwei, but not all Jin Yiwei are qualified to wear Feiyu uniforms.

Again, this is the Hongwu period and the early Ming Dynasty, and many rules and regulations are still very strict.

Including the students of the Imperial College, they are now all promoted and yinjian, that is, students who have been recommended by others, or children of officials of several grades or above, etc.

Unlike later, anyone who donated money or food could study in prison, which was the so-called donation prison.

So these people are really the royal guards sent by Zhu Yuanzhang to take Zhu Zhen into the palace.

"You Jin Yiwei are really getting more and more arrogant," Zhu Zhen scolded angrily.

"Hey Your Highness, isn't this an order from His Majesty? There's nothing we can do about it."

"Don't push me, I will go in by myself."

Zhu Zhen was helpless. In the end, he had no choice but to sit in the sedan obediently, and then he was carried by the royal guards and rushed to the palace.

In fact, Zhu Ming still enjoys many privileges based on his status. Otherwise, if he were an ordinary official and was summoned by His Majesty, some people would have to run to the palace by themselves.

Unlike him, Zhu Yuanzhang had to send someone to prepare a sedan if he wanted to see him.

Otherwise, this bastard would really dare to mess around.

He really dared not to see Zhu Yuanzhang.

At worst, you'll demote me to a commoner, exile me to Yunnan, and simply send me home.

It's a pity that Zhu Xi can only think about it now.

Finally, he was carried to the front of the palace by the royal guards.

No matter what, it was impossible for Zhu Zhen to go to see Zhu Yuanzhang in a sedan chair.

Someone had been waiting in front of the palace gate for a long time. When they saw him coming, they quickly opened the side door and let Zhu Zhen in.

Although Zhu Zhenggui was the vassal king, it was already night and it would be inconvenient to open the palace door casually.

Zhu Zhen didn't care anyway. After all, no matter how high his status was, he couldn't be higher than this person in the palace, right?

It was still the side hall. After Zhu Yu came in, he saw Zhu Yuanzhang reviewing the memorial.

To be honest, Zhu Yuanzhang is not young anymore. As a result, he has to deal with many things every day. He is not allowed to personally interfere with any of the affairs of the country.

The government affairs of a city alone are enough to keep Li Shuran busy.

But now that Yingtian is still the capital of the Ming Dynasty, he will only be busier, and even have the affairs of the entire court.

I think that Emperor Yongle in history, who is now King Yan Zhu Di, can be considered capable.

But didn't Zhu Di still set up a cabinet and let his prince Zhu Gaochi supervise the country?

Now that Zhu Biao is dead, Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't even have anyone who can help him.

When he thought of this, Zhu Xi's anger gradually subsided.

"Father, my son is here," Zhu Chu said with a cupped hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang then turned back to look at him and said, "Kneel down."

"Why?" Zhu Chu's anger came out again. Why did he kneel down when he was asked to come?

"Are you still not convinced?" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered: "We asked you to go to the Imperial College to study, but you went there to make trouble for us?"

According to the regulations of the Imperial College, students must be disciplined and abide by the teacher's instructions when studying.

Students in each hall recite history books every day and stand in front of the teacher to listen to the explanation. If they have questions, they must kneel down and listen, and they must not be arrogant or disrespectful.

Students should put filial piety, loyalty, etiquette, integrity, and shame first, teach relatives and friends, and develop a loyal heart.You must respect academic officials. Whenever you encounter a teacher coming or going, you must stand upright and answer any questions as soon as they pass.Don't be arrogant and arrogant.

"Tell me what you did," Zhu Yuanzhang tossed over a notebook.

Zhu Ming didn't blink and let it fall to the ground. He didn't bother to pick it up and look at it. Instead, he said, "Who is complaining? Fang Xiaoru?"

"Fang Xiaoru didn't bother to do such a thing," Zhu Yuanzhang was still very optimistic about Fang Xiaoru's character.

Zhu Xi curled his lips, too lazy to argue.

Anyway, he only had one idea, at worst you fired me, at worst you demoted me.

You dare?
Zhu Yuanzhang was angry when he looked at him, but he couldn't help but said: "How is it? You also went to the Imperial College for a day to study. What do you think?"

Zhu Chu had a strange expression. Zhu Yuanzhang not only had no intention of punishing himself, but was also concerned about his feelings on the first day of school.

what happened?

If you don’t know, you really think they are a good father and son with a loving father and a filial son.

However, when talking about his thoughts about the Imperial College, Zhu Min nodded and couldn't help but said: "This is the foundation of the country, and this is the place where talents are cultivated for the country and the court. This is how students should be. If they are just for the imperial examination and For an official career, if you specialize in eight-part essay to please the examiners and the emperor, it will change your taste."

That's why Zhu Chu hated school before. Even though he read the Four Books and Five Classics, the problem was that he specially selected the eight-legged essay style for teaching.

But today's Imperial College is different. There are six arts, six classics, and you can ask the professors if you don't understand something.

This is real reading, not so important about fame and fortune.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Zhen with a dark face, what do you mean?What does it mean to please the examiner and the emperor?Can you explain?
But Zhu Ming still felt that it was not enough and continued: "In fact, the subjects of the imperial examination should be changed. They always test the eight-part essay, but ignore other talents. For example, the Ministry of Revenue requires arithmetic, but in the end they also take the eight-part essay. This is not biased. Have you passed the exam? People who are good at arithmetic should be appointed as household officials."

"It's not that simple. You might as well be the emperor." Zhu Yuanzhang really couldn't listen anymore.

Do you think the imperial court is that simple?
Do you think that once you join the Ministry of Household Affairs, you will be a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs for the rest of your life?

Zhu Yu curled his lips, with a rebellious look of disapproval, which made Zhu Yuanzhang so angry that his liver ached.

It was obviously this bastard who said a bunch of bastard things yesterday and made himself so angry, but look at him like that, how does he look like he has any remorse?
Zhu Yuanzhang wanted him to get out.

But in the end, Zhu Yuanzhang endured it and said to Zhu Ming: "We know that you are brave and good at fighting, and we don't have to worry about leading troops in combat. That's why we let you enter the Imperial College and read more. It will be good for you. For example, Yi present."

The Six Classics are Poems, Books, Rites, Yi, Yue, and Spring and Autumn Period.

Even if we talk about the Four Books and Five Classics, it also refers to the other Five Classics because of the serious lack of the Music Classics.

How could Zhu Ming not know what Zhu Yuanzhang meant.

The etiquette talks about the Zhou Dynasty's various etiquettes such as crowns, weddings, funerals, sacrifices, hometowns, archery, court, and betrothal.

This is a hint that you don't know etiquette.

You belittled me if you had the ability. Why don't you belittle me if you look down on me?

(PS: Actually it was Lao Jijiu who complained, not Fang Xiaoru.)
(End of this chapter)