Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 343 Great Wisdom and Courage

  Zhu Hou took a look at his father, but still didn’t want to stop, and continued: "My father always said that he wants to understand the suffering of the people. Dare to ask my father, do you really know the suffering of the people?"

   "This...well... I..."

  Zhu Houzhao: "My father doesn't know!"

  Emperor Hongzhi really underestimated Zhu Houzhao's combat effectiveness.

   This is a person who would rather bear countless infamy, and has fought hard with ministers all his life in history.

   belongs to the stubborn stone that will not repent even if killed.

  At this time, Zhu Houzhao went on: "Why doesn't the father know?"

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi was a little annoyed.

  But Zhu Houzhao continued leisurely: "Because Father doesn't know how to wash clothes."

   "..."

   "Father, I'm afraid you haven't even lit a fire before?"

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't refute it, because...he really couldn't.

   "Father doesn't even know how to peel potatoes!"

   "This is not what the emperor should do." Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but refute.

"No." Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said decisively: "If the emperor doesn't really experience these things, then the sufferings of the people will be just empty talk, and the emperor's love for the people is like a son, isn't it a joke? Usually, father likes to use the way of saints to teach his sons and ministers the most."

   "But the benevolent government in the way of a sage, my father reads it every day, over and over again, day and night, dare to ask my father, what is benevolent government?"

  Emperor Hongzhi didn't expect that this son would teach his father a lesson.

  His self-esteem is somewhat unacceptable.

But Zhu Houzhao talked eloquently. At this moment, he was very much like Wang Shouren, and he seemed to have regarded Emperor Hongzhi as his student: "He has no empathy, is self-righteous, and thinks he knows the suffering of the people, but such a person lives in a High position, one word decides the life and death of thousands of people, father, is this ridiculous? Father doesn't know how to make fire, wash clothes, or make rice. I don't know where the rice comes from, but he decides to persuade farmers , but teach the state capitals of the world to help the victims, isn't this... ridiculous?"

"Father can't ride horses, can't shoot arrows, and doesn't even know what kind of life they live for the military households of Ming Dynasty. How to decide the war and how to train the soldiers and horses in the world, is it ridiculous or not? "

"Father, it is actually very easy to know the sufferings of the people. You can say it, who can't? Of course, it is very easy for the father to teach his sons and officials. But it is very difficult to really experience the sufferings of the people. God, no one who is not wise and brave can do it."

  Emperor Hongzhi's face suddenly turned red.

  This guy...is pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, which is really the opposite.

   But Zhu Houzhao was very serious, he didn’t bother to care what Emperor Hongzhi thought, and now his father couldn’t refute the question. This feeling was very good, and it made him more courageous, and there were some things that he really couldn’t complain about!

  So Zhu Houzhao said again: "What is the suffering of the people? I have to get up when the time is not up, roll up the shop, and peel the potatoes... Father, look..."

   Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand, revealing the back of his hand, and the several wounds on the back of his hand looked dazzling.

Although the wound had healed, it was still shocking. Emperor Hongzhi was taken aback, but then he heard Zhu Houzhao say, "This side was cut when the skin was peeled. Does it hurt? It really hurts. But you have to cut it even if it hurts, because... You have to live. What everyone can eat now is nothing more than mashed potatoes. This son is lucky, this is after all in Xishan, life is better than ordinary people after all."

"Father should also think that mashed potatoes are actually delicious! But if you go hungry for a day, or let father eat a bowl of yellow rice porridge, father will think it is delicious. My son likes to eat it Mashed potatoes, because my son is too tired, too hungry, full of food, I can't even think about making tea, I have to do farm work, from morning to night, no matter it is windy or rainy, cold winter or hot summer, I can't stop, stop It’s going to be hungry! And the farmers are farming, not because they rely on a book from the imperial court to persuade farmers, so they are full of energy and willing to cultivate.”

"For them, the imperial court is too far away. As long as the government does not come to trouble them, then the imperial court is a good court, and Your Majesty is a good emperor. Father, you know, when those refugees talked about farming in the countryside, what worried them most was what?"

   "What?" Although Emperor Hongzhi was a little annoyed, he was more or less willing to listen to Zhu Houzhao's talk.

  Looking at Zhu Houzhao's presence and eloquence, Emperor Hongzhi had the illusion that he was right with a local official who had a lot of political achievements.

  Of course, Zhu Houzhao is more deadly, and his words are more sharp!

  Zhu Houzhao said: "What the common people are most afraid of is the imperial court's persuasion letter..."

  Emperor Hongzhi was very surprised, frowned and said: "A letter to persuade farmers?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Looking at the civil and military dynasties, how many people actually know how to farm the land? But your majesty, you must care about how the farmers farm the land. Your Majesty cares about it. A group of ministers who stretch out their clothes and open their mouths for food, Naturally, I have to quote the scriptures to persuade farmers to write gorgeous articles for His Majesty! But such a group of guys who have only eaten white rice are teaching farmers how to cultivate the land without shame. I saw my blood spurting, my heart was surging, and I continued to publish it with great interest..."

"Father, think about it. You are the emperor and the lord of the world. You don't know how to farm land, and the ministers don't know how to farm land. You only know how to eat. Do the states around you dare to neglect your orders? They Naturally, they dare not be negligent, but in fact, how many of the officials in the state capitals know how to cultivate the land? They don't know, they only know that His Majesty is very concerned about this matter, and they only know that this letter of advice to agriculture is a holy will. So, for the sake of their own ideas, they had to promote this book on agriculture. As a result, the servants went to the countryside everywhere. When the servants arrived, they needed to eat and drink, and they needed someone to serve them. , how many people are so busy...but they still have to deal with these officials."

"When my son heard this, I thought in my heart that my father must be very moved after reading the book of persuasion to agriculture. I think I have done a great thing for the people of the world. But my father was moved, and the whole court The ministers are also very pleased, thinking that they have finally done something for the people, and will be included in the annals of history in the future, and there will be an evaluation of persuading Nongsang! But the only thought of my ministers is that you don’t understand anything, and you still hold on to it every day. An Analects of Confucius talks about benevolent government, what is anxious about what the people are anxious about, and what the people are suffering from, and tossing around in the temple all day long. waste."

   "..."

  Hearing this, Fang Jifan's eyelids twitched, and he keenly felt that Zhu Houzhao's face showed faint signs of a **** disaster.

Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't get me wrong. The crown prince scolded ministers, officials, not Your Majesty. Your Majesty is still very holy. This is known to everyone in the world. Your Majesty is magnanimous. The most holy thing is to be able to do good things like others." This is what I admire the most. Ever since His Majesty ascended the throne in Ming Dynasty, Your Majesty has never tapped a minister. This point has been praised by Yu Nei. Please continue to maintain this point... ah..."

  Fang Jifan said while carefully observing Emperor Hongzhi's face.

  Prince, this guy is really outspoken. You can say this kind of thing in a more tactful manner.

  Today... outside the Meridian Gate, could it be that two good men will be dragged to shoot targets, ah, no, spanking?

  Emperor Hongzhi rubbed the copy anxiously, frowned deeply and said, "These are your experiences?"

  Zhu Houzhao nodded: "This is my son's experience."

  Emperor Hongzhi didn't show the slightest expression on his face, especially Zhu Houzhao's remark that he didn't do anything, which made his face turn pale.

  He fell silent again. After a while, he stared straight at Zhu Houzhao and said, "This is also Fang Jifan, who taught you with Wang Shouren, right?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "It has nothing to do with them. Before entering the palace, I was also thinking about these words. Should I say it? If I don't say it, my father will continue to make mistakes like this. I think I am a saint, but in fact it is no different from the tyrants and fools of the past. .So I'm thinking, I have to say."

   "It was only you who came up with it?" Emperor Hongzhi sneered: "Up to now, you still want to lie to me?"

   As he spoke, he slapped the copy.

  Zhu Houzhao felt a little guilty.

  He was belatedly aware, he talked eloquently just now, and felt good about it for a while, but afterwards he thought it might be worse, so he said with shame: "Actually...actually Liu Jin... also taught some."

   "Liu Jin?"

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao angrily.

   Zhu Houzhao fell silent.

  At this time, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes fell on Fang Jifan, and he said sharply, "Fang Jifan, come and talk."

   "What?" Fang Jifan was stunned for a moment.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan coldly: "Your Highness, the prince is full of lies and wants to rely on Liu Jin. Don't you hang out with the prince every day? I'm here to ask you, who taught him this."

  Under the glaring eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, Fang Jifan suddenly looked like a defeated rooster, and timidly said: "I seem to have taught you a little bit."

   "Where's Wang Shouren?"

   "Wang Shouren didn't!" Fang Jifan had a sense of loyalty, and immediately vowed: "Wang Shouren is just a student of the minister, what knowledge can he have?"

   "Didn't you keep saying that the new learning was realized by Wang Bianxiu, but now you say that he doesn't understand anything?"

   "This...that's right, the new learning is indeed the result of my daring and blind thinking. I have the crime of ten thousand deaths, and I will not dare to be presumptuous in the future..."

   "When you are guilty, the new learning belongs to you. When you are not guilty, it belongs to your protégé Wang Shouren. I really don't understand your mental illness." Emperor Hongzhi sternly said.

   "This..." Fang Jifan thought about it carefully, and said honestly: "Actually... I can't understand it myself... Your Majesty, forgive me, the prince is really confused."

  (end of this chapter)