Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 334 The king worries about the humiliation of his ministers, and the humiliation of officials in poverty

   "..."

  Shen Wen was silent.

   There was a long silence.

   It took him a long time to accept the fact.

  He looked at his son carefully.

  This son he once dared not talk about with his colleagues.

   Looks handsome at this point.

  Especially after losing the sickly whiteness and adding a little water chestnut on the face.

  Those eyes also became lively.

  In short, this is a personable, yet handsome scholar.

   Do this...like yourself!

   His eyes were full of relief!

  He stared at Shen Ao for a long time, and then he choked up.

   After all, I still can't restrain my emotions.

   "You... What did you learn in the academy?" Shen Wen still tried his best to conceal his out-of-control emotions.

  The uncontrollable emotions are like a flooding river, and even halfway through the words, tears fell down.

  Shen Ao was silent for a while, then thought for a while before saying: "I only learned one thing."

   Something?

  But to Shen Wen, this son has learned more than just one thing.

  He tried his best to put on the appearance of his father, and subconsciously stroked his beard, but he didn't know that the beard was already wet, wetted by tears unconsciously, and said: "What is it?"

   Calmly said two words: "Shame!"

   "What?" Shen Wen frowned, this short answer stunned him for a moment.

  Shame…

   What is shame?

  Looking at the suspicious expression on his father's face, Shen Ao continued: "The emperor is worried about the humiliation of his ministers, and the people are embarrassed and humiliated by his officials."

   "..."

  Seeing that his father still didn't speak, Shen Ao said again: "If the king has something to worry about, it's because the courtiers haven't done their duty faithfully and can't share their worries for the king. Therefore, it's a shame for the courtiers."

   "Father knows this." Shen Wen nodded approvingly.

   "The people in the world, the poor, are countless. Their lives are extremely difficult. Their mother is seriously ill, and there is no money to buy medicine to relieve them; they only eat two meals a day, they are hungry, and their clothes are ragged. Their pain is unimaginable."

   "..." Shen Wen naturally understood all these principles, but it was hard for him to imagine that his son would say such words.

  In fact, Shen Ao was completely shocked.

  Even if he only came into contact with people like Zhang Sanba, even if Zhang Sanba lives in Xishan, he can barely live.

   But this kind of impact is by no means comparable to that of a TV program in later generations.

  The programs of later generations are the difference between the rich and the poor, the difference between the poor and the rich, but the middle class went to the poor farmers' homes.

   But the impact Shen Ao received was obviously much stronger than this.

  For the first time, he admitted that Zhang Sanba is human, they are neither stupid, nor savage, nor lowly.

  They also have emotions, they are the same as themselves.

  After getting along with each other day and night, a great feeling of sympathy and countless questions arise.

  They're not stupid, but why are they so miserable?

  They work all day, why are they still hungry?

  Why can they put up with this?

  People like Shen Ao spend a lot of money and enjoy incomparable wealth. When he feels the life of Zhang Sanba, he gradually adapts, gradually gets used to it, and slowly, recalling the past, he has a heart of empathy.

  So he began to wonder, and finally, he found the answer, Mr. Wang told them.

Shen Ao raised his head, looked deeply at his father, and said: "They are so hungry and cold, they still have to serve corvee, and they have to deal with the exploitation of various officials. , you can live comfortably, is this reasonable?"

   "..." Shen Wen trembled, but was really speechless.

  Damn it, why is this a bit... like trying to dig the roots of the Shen family.

  Shen family's poetry and books heir, Nuo Da's family business, doesn't it rely on... the land...

  He didn't dare to think about it any further.

Shen Ao's voice gradually became louder: "This is unreasonable! Because these poorly clothed people have supported countless official families like our Shen family, but we eat the people's fat and people's ointment with peace of mind, pampered and pampered, and the Shen family is separated by a wall. They are hungry people, but here we are, laughing for a thousand bucks, eating and drinking too much."

"This is a disgrace. Mr. Wang said that real scholar-bureaucrats will be ashamed of this. The world needs scholars, and there is nothing wrong with scholars being supported by the people. , you need to take responsibility!"

   "Responsibility?" Shen Wen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

  He almost thought that his son was trying to get rid of the Shen family's wealth, and that would be a real prodigal.

But at this time, Shen Ao's voice was softer: "Our responsibility is to learn the skills well and lead the people to do things towards the great order of the world. If war comes, the scholar-bureaucrats should take up arms and rush to the front. Resist the enemy. If there is a famine, the scholar-officials should go to the fields and lead the people to find a way to relieve the disaster. The scholar-officials should look farther than people, work hard to learn various skills and knowledge, keep conscience in their hearts, and do their best to improve For people's livelihood, scholar-bureaucrats should have a strong physique, be full of knowledge, be able to ride horses, and be able to shoot arrows. They can do things that the people don't understand. This is a disgrace. The rise and fall of so many dynasties in ancient and modern times are said to be caused by the faint king, but do people like the Shen family have no responsibility and responsibility? No, if a family like the Shen family is extravagant, they don’t know Farmers don't know anything about soldiers or economics, and this has a huge relationship."

"Son, this month, I have only felt a deep shame. Every time my son squanders, every inch of time wasted, is the blood and tears of others. Those who can eat two meals of mashed potatoes can be satisfied, what they want, It's just someone telling them what they should do to make their lives better and their lives more peaceful. But since the dynasties and dynasties, there have been countless officials and officials, and few people can be found to take care of them. We regard people as pigs and dogs, and treat people as He is a fool, but he is full of love for the people and benevolent government, the most hypocritical scholar in the world is like this."

   "My son has done many wrong things in the past, enjoyed the happiest thing in the world, and suffered the suffering of ordinary people. Now, he has been taught by the academy. From now on, he can no longer enjoy himself brazenly."

Having said this, Shen Ao was silent for a while, with a somewhat ashamed expression on the road, he continued: "When I first went, the only thing my son thought about was when he could go home and when he didn't need to wear clothes himself. Clothes, you can eat and open your mouth, you can enjoy the best food in the world, and you can wear gorgeous clothes. But later, when my son thinks about these things again, many people from Xishan come to mind, these people..."

Shen Ao said with some difficulty: "They are already my son's friends. My son and them have shared weal and woe. When my son is thinking about when to go home, he still thinks about how to be served by others and how to spend extravagantly. What, I suddenly feel ashamed."

   "Son is now a new student..."

  Actually, this is the first time that this son has said so many things, and it is also the first time that this son has said such seemingly logical words!

  In fact, Shen Wen couldn't understand many words.

  However, in his opinion, it seems that his son can get enlightened, at least not as absurd as before, and he is very satisfied!

  I don’t need to understand what my son said, as long as my son is like this, he is content.

  But when Shen Wen heard the word "new student", his eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Shen Ao in astonishment.

Shen Ao's face became solemn, and he said seriously: "My son and all his classmates have made an oath quietly to show what they have learned all their lives and help the world. This... is the conscience that Mr. Wang said. What the son said may be true to the father. To me, it is a ridiculous thing, but it doesn't matter, one day, my father will understand, will understand that in this world, a group of women and children who only know how to study hard and study the so-called sage's way, can't help the world, and open up a world of great rule Those who are not of my generation."

   "..."

   Now, Shen Wen really felt that he couldn't digest it anymore.

  This brand-new son... has an indescribable smell.

But afterward, Shen Wen actually cried and choked with sobs: "Actually, it doesn't matter what he learns, what he thinks in his father's heart, nothing else is important, the most important thing is you, it doesn't matter what you learn, even , whether you can achieve fame is also secondary, as a father, seeing you like this is enough. Haha... As long as you are willing to do something seriously, no matter what it is, as long as it is not absurd, as a father You can tell people openly and aboveboard that your father has a son named Shen Ao."

"My son will be famous." Shen Ao's eyes showed firmness, and his face was extremely serious, and said: "Mr. Wang said that we must have rules and learn economics in doing things, but since the imperial court is stereotyped selection of scholars, as long as the imperial court One day we are still stereotyped candidates, then... our stereotypes will be better than others."

"Because others have stereotyped writing for their own fame, and our stereotyped writing is just a way to combine knowledge and action. The so-called action is to find out the solution to the problem through practice. If you do stereotyped writing, you can solve it." Fame allows us to enter the court class and improve the fate of more people, then we will do stereotyped writing, and we must do it better than others.”

He said, and took out an article from his sleeve: "In the past ten days, several gentlemen have assigned some stereotyped questions for us to do in night class. This is an stereotyped essay written by my son. Of course, it is just now. At first, it's far from good, but...Father can take a look."

  Shen Wen looked at the article in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but widen. He took the article tremblingly. His biggest surprise was that his son actually took the stereotype seriously.

  What happened to the son in Xishan?

In fact, what he couldn't imagine was that for countless scholars in Xishan, the happiest thing in the world was to sit behind desks and make a fuss. Landing, reclamation, and logging are all ten times more difficult than stereotypes. It is rare to sit in the warm school, sit at the desk, and think about a problem. In Xishan, it is not a cold window, but a luxurious enjoyment.

  (end of this chapter)