Father can be an enemy to the country

After all the brothers left, the prince took Zhu Zhen into the Wenhua Palace.

This is the place where the prince reads and listens to lectures. The decoration is simple and elegant. The thousands of books on the huge bookshelves on the east and west walls give the Wenhua Palace a strong bookish atmosphere.

The only dragon chair with carved wood and gold lacquer that fully displays the royal style, as well as the incense burners and incense burners with various ornately decorated copper body enamels and gold-plated copper are the furnishings that Zhu Yuanzhang would only use when he arrived.

Zhu Biao took Zhu Zhen and walked slowly in front of the long mahogany bookshelf, letting him look at the rows of books. Many of them were unique books from the Tang and Song Dynasties, and even bamboo slips and silk books from the Qin and Han Dynasties.

"How much is this worth..." Zhu Zhen let out a vulgar sigh.

"Yes." Zhu Biao misunderstood and touched the top of his head and said: "The crystallization of wisdom of these ancient sages is indeed a priceless treasure. How can it be useless?"

"Brother, do you know?" Zhu Zhen said sarcastically. His Royal Highness is indeed well informed.

"Well, the three of you have been pestering the yard all day, and I can still ignore you?" Zhu Biao saw that his lips were cracked by the frost, and then touched his earlobe, feeling a little frostbitten.

Then someone brought the ointment and applied it on Zhu Zhen with his own hands, while saying softly: "Don't imitate your second brother and fourth brother. They are born warriors. It doesn't matter if they can't read well. Let them know how to read." They can understand military books and maps; they can also learn some principles and sharpen their character."

Zhu Zhen's mouth opened slightly. Could the request be so low?

"Then I also want to be a military commander." He immediately became excited.

"I think you just don't want to study!" Zhu Biao pinched his cheeks and scolded with a smile: "Silly boy, isn't it hard to practice martial arts, train soldiers, and crawl around? No, it is harder than sitting in the main hall and studying. It will be ten times more tiring. And you may get injured or even die!"

"You are so afraid of pain and death, do you really want to join the army?" Zhu Biao said, letting go of him, walked to the desk, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and pretended to write:

"If you really want to, I'll write a note and ask you to follow Wei Guogong on the Northern Expedition!"

"This..." Zhu Zhen was kneaded into dough by his eldest brother. He rushed over and took his hand and said, "My brother is still young and can eat. Isn't it going to cause trouble for others?"

"Hmph, I'll give you a mouthful of solid food." The prince put down his pen, twisted his right cuff with his left hand, and flicked his head coolly and said:

"Now you know that you are different from your two brothers?"

"Yeah, I understand." Zhu Zhen was very obedient.

"My father sealed them in Shaanxi and Beiping; he sealed your third brother in Shanxi, and they are destined to lead troops to fight and defend the country for our Ming Dynasty." Zhu Biao sighed, put his arm around Zhu Zhen's shoulders and said:

"This is their fate, and I can't help it. But you are different. You are still young, and the vassal state is in Huguang, so you don't have such a big responsibility."

The prince pulled Zhu Zhen in front of him, knelt down and looked at him and said, "So the eldest brother doesn't want you to surrender too early, and wants you to stay and help me. Are you willing?"

"Yeah, I do." Zhu Zhen nodded vigorously. He felt that he was willing to do anything for his eldest brother. It's really embarrassing...

"If you don't study, how can you help your elder brother in the future?" Zhu Biaotu asked.

"So you still want to persuade me to study..." Zhu Zhen pouted and said to no one:

"I just think their teachings are useless. They treat a few shabby books as the truth of the world all day long, turning over and over again what they learned in the past. It's like if you learn what Kong Laoer did, you will know everything."

"Haha, there is spirituality. It is indeed the material for reading." Zhu Biao was not angry but smiled and said: "Who hasn't heard that Cheng Zi said: The investigation of things and principles is not to exhaust all the things in the world, but to exhaust one thing, others can be exhausted. analogy."

"Oranges? Or oranges. Isn't he talking nonsense? Everyone knows that there are mountains across the world. How can there be any truth in the world?" Zhu Zhen retorted unconvinced.

"Hahaha, you are talking about 'shu', and what you gentlemen are teaching is 'Tao'." Zhu Biao's knowledge was enough to challenge Zhu Zhen, and he easily exposed his sophistry and said: "Chengzi means, first understand Tao, then learn. If you use this technique, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will be able to achieve all your goals.”

"Uh..." Zhu Zhen was at a loss for words as soon as he started writing.

"Have you ever heard that 'everything has its beginning and end, everything has its end and beginning, and knowing the sequence is the shortest way to go'?" The prince asked again with a smile.

Zhu Zhen shook his head.

"You don't even know the sentences in "The University", how can you have the nerve to say that someone is useless?" The prince mocked mercilessly: "I think you can become a public speaker."

"I'm still a keyboard warrior..." Zhu Zhen secretly complained to himself.

"So you study hard for me now. If you still think it's useless after you have thoroughly understood everything my husband taught me, it's not too late to come to me to argue." The prince flicked his head again and said:

"Even if it is just to be able to understand their memorials and understand when they are scolding you when you deal with those civil servants in the future, you still have to go to school well."

After he finished, he coaxed him again and said: "With such a smart head, learning that little thing is not a piece of cake?"

"Oh, I know." Zhu Zhen was dejected. His elder brother was right. This feeling of being refuted and speechless was really unpleasant.

It’s like being crushed culturally…

"Actually, in addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, there are some more practical books. For example, this book "Explanation of the University" talks about the principles of governing people and people's livelihood. My father liked it very much, and even had it written in the Wuying Hall. In the middle hall, so that you can watch it every day." Zhu Biao said, picked up a book from the bookshelf and said:

"Ordinarily, this book is not something you should read at your age, but you kid, you can't interpret it according to common sense, so let's just think of it as a shock to you kid."

As he spoke, he handed the copy of "Explanations of the University" to Zhu Zhen and said:

"Go back and read hard, and see if you still say reading is useless."

"Hey." Zhu Zhen nodded and took it with both hands.

"By the way, do you know why this book is called "Extensions of the University"?" Zhu Biao asked.

Zhu Zhen shook his head.

"Because the author is truly virtuous. He borrowed the meaning of "The Great Learning", quoted Confucian classics and historical events, and appended his own remarks." Zhu Biao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a proud smile: "So before reading this book, You have to thoroughly understand "The University" first..."

"Big brother is the real show!" Zhu Zhen looked at Zhu Biao helplessly.

His Royal Highness is really an old sow wearing bras - one set after another.

"I admire you!"

"So-so." Zhu Biao said with a smile: "If I don't have any means as a brother, how can I discipline you weird brothers?"

"Okay, I'll learn." Zhu Zhen thought for a moment, finally made up his mind and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, good brother!" Zhu Biao raised his right hand and said, "Come on, let's high-five and vow not to go back on our word!"

"Tch..." Zhu Zhen snorted, thinking that if the oath was useful, the Ming Dynasty would not have to die.

However, he still raised his palm and gave his elder brother a loud slap.