Peasant Businesswoman:Good At Training Her Husband And Farming

Looking at Meng Wei's family background is not high, we should think about the scholars at the bottom, so that they can have a chance to show up. How can they learn the way of the children of the powerful in the capital.

For example, when she and her brother first entered the capital, her brother was invited by people. She was also a teahouse today and a restaurant tomorrow. She was either a poet or a youth outing. She looked as quiet as a bird's-eye, and her poetic talent was even more elegant and interesting.

But the real debating hall is not a teahouse or a restaurant. It should be a talented person who shows up and can be appreciated by the emperor's powerful people, supplemented by important position. It does not have to go through the imperial examination to become an official.

Su Wanping looked at it quietly and didn't say anything.

The talented people over there have already played, and there is a lot of noise in the hall, which is quiet for a time.

The music is rather melancholy, but the people who play it do not seem sad. It seems that when they were young, they did not understand the taste of sorrow, but deliberately pretended to be deep, and they also felt a sense of sadness. Therefore, many people wrote poems and Fu, deliberately wrote about the country and the people, and truly sympathized with the people. Those who were worried about the country and the people would not always wait to show their concern.

After the music was played, applause broke out in front of the hall. Only Su Wanping sat still. She watched the talented man sit back to the table of eight immortals.

He was asked what he meant by singing in wine?

The talented man said, "I have tasted countless wines, but only one song sends me affection. What you hear is my mood at the moment."

It's very emotional.

Su Wanping, however, smiles and looks at his younger brother Su Yi. He coughs softly and says, "cousin, I have a poem. I read it and my cousin helps me write it."

Su Wanping's words are too delicate. She does not practice very well. She usually keeps account books about the same.

Su Yi is a little surprised to hear that his sister can write words?

However, Su Yi soon sat down in front of the poetry stage. All the talented scholars also looked at Su Wanping curiously. Meng Wei was also secretly shocked. She had never heard of the poetry of Princess Xiaoyao. She only knew that she was good at business.

When Su Yi was ready, Su Wanping began to read, "young people don't know what to worry about. They fall in love with stories. Fall in love with the story, for Fu new words strong say sorrow. Now I know all the sorrow, and I still want to say it. If you want to say it's still off, but it's a cool autumn! "

Su Wanping secretly recited it in her heart. First, she embezzled a large poem to express her dissatisfaction at the moment. No one knew about it anyway.

Su Yi heard his sister read out such a paragraph. He looked at her and felt a little shocked.

However, all the scholars who were enthusiastic were all silent. The lobby of the debating hall was rarely so quiet that the needle could be heard.

Meng Wei covered up his shock and clapped his hands. Other people also responded. Although he didn't know when Su's cousin came to the capital and what his reputation was, he looked very powerful. Moreover, people like Meng had to agree with him. It seems that it is not easy. It is good for Duoba to take over.

Su Yi put down his pen and explained to Meng Wei, "hang this poem in a conspicuous place in front of the hall. I think everyone who comes in can see it."

Meng Wei quickly took the rice paper and asked the steward to mount it.

But Su Yi said again, "I What my cousin means today is to tell you that this is the debating hall. It should be a place where you can make full use of your real talents, not a place where teahouses and restaurants indulge in vulgarity and elegance. "

Su Yi's face was serious. All the talented people should come here. Mr. Su was angry.

These talented people are very thin-skinned, and they all look down.

Su Wanping saw that the bustling hall suddenly did not dare to make a lot of noise. She felt that it was a bit false, so she called her brother and they came to the outside of the debate hall, which is a busy street.

With the two brothers and sisters out of the debate hall, other talents have also been out of the debate hall.

Monville didn't understand what the free princess wanted to do.

Su Wanping, however, pointed to these passers-by and said, "who talented person can stand here to attract people to come here and talk about the topic of monarch and people."

All these talented people looked at her strangely. They were full of books of sages and sages. They spoke the way of Confucius and Mencius. These people didn't even know a word. How to communicate.

No one dares to come out. Su Wanping looks at Meng Wei and says, "can Lord Meng dare to come out and have a try?"

Meng Wei is a bit embarrassed.

His younger brother Su Yi is out of the line. He comes to the high platform in front of the door. With Su Yi's strange move, some pedestrians stop.

Su Yi looked down at the bottom and said, "today's debate hall has a topic about Jun and min. I'm here to talk about this topic with you. Can anyone in the neighborhood below understand what is Jun and what is min?"

The more and more people gathered, they were always in awe of the people in the debating hall. It was rare to see that the people in the debating hall would come out to talk to them. Everyone seemed very enthusiastic.

Someone answered, "we don't understand. We only know that the old mother has children under her knees, a heavy burden on her shoulders and a wife around her."

This is the life of all people, so ordinary and simple, but because of their existence, they make up this country.

When the talented people heard this, they always felt that Mr. Su was casting pearls before swine when they were talking to people like them. They only know three meals a day, and they don't care about the affairs of your country.However, Su Yi laughed.

"Like you, I'm old and young, and I've been with my wife all my life."

With Su Yi's words, these people all laughed, and suddenly narrowed the distance between all the people. It seems that the talented people in the debate hall are also ordinary people who can eat the world's fireworks.

Su Yi went on to say, "when a farmer cultivates his land, he collects taxes on his harvest income, which goes into the state treasury. He says that his family has parents, and that everyone has a monarch. This is the king."

"The people are you. The king and the people are just like father and son. The king is light but the people are heavy. The father has always loved his child, and the child is a treasure in the eyes of the elders."

After Su Yi's words, one of the people exclaimed, "I understand that the king is like our parents, and we are the people of the monarch. Why do we have to pay taxes? My parents have always loved their children, and I can't bear my son's hard work in my family. I wish I could do more by myself. "

After hearing this, the talented men in the debating hall shook their heads. They were really obstinate. What did they know.

However, Su Yi didn't like it. He took the man's words, "there are still father's kindness and filial piety in my family. If the son is unfilial, the family will not become a family. There will be monarchs and people in our family. The king is kind to the people and reduces taxes. The people are also like this. They abide by the law and respect the monarch as their father. In this way, they are all harmonious and beautiful."

When the common people heard this talent, he said it was easy to understand and reasonable. They always thought why the state should collect taxes and why some people lived a rich and miserable life. Now they seem to understand some of them. Therefore, more and more people gathered in front of the debate hall.