The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

"You." Lu Deming looked at Li Fu with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, but with a smile on his face.

Li Fu's thoughts are not difficult to guess.

This man can get benefits from His Majesty, not to mention himself and Xiao Yu. There is no food on the farm that can be eaten for free.

Just look at Yan Lide, the young master Yan.

At the beginning of this spring, the manor still cannot do without the presence of Yan Shaojiang.

"Anyway, it's good for everyone." Li Fu spread his hands: "What you said to Mr. Xiao is right, just relax."

"Then what are you going to say to His Majesty next?" Lu Deming looked at Li Fu curiously.

"To be honest, this is not a big deal. The reason why His Majesty did this is related to what he said in the court last year, saying that the ministers in the court should dare to speak, dare to advise, and tell the truth.

Once such words are spoken, then if someone in the court advises, His Majesty must listen and verify. Since someone has brought the matter of Mr. Xiao's family letter to His Majesty, can His Majesty turn a blind eye? Obviously not."

"That's why His Majesty wants to investigate. During the investigation, this is the only way." Li Fu said: "After the Lantern Festival, you and Mr. Xiao will go to the manor. Mr. Xiao will stay there for ten days or half a month. It is also an attitude towards this matter. Originally, Mr. Xiao is an upright person. He has been wronged. He can't just ask people to go back after finding out the truth of the matter."

"Why, do you want His Majesty to admit his mistake? How is that possible?" Lu Deming shook his head.

"It's not to make His Majesty admit his mistakes, but to let Mr. Xiao vent his anger." Li Fu said: "Given Mr. Xiao's background, does he care about his official position?"

After Li Fu finished speaking, Lu Deming nodded repeatedly.

"He cares."

"Ah?" Li Fu was stunned for a moment.

Care?

"It was his official position, and he just lost it. I don't believe that he doesn't care at all." Lu Deming said: "Especially because he was falsely accused. Even if he doesn't want to be an official, he should resign and leave the officialdom, leaving with a clean and honest mind."

Li Fu nodded slightly.

Well, what old man Lu said makes sense, it's the character of a scholar.

I can stop being an official, but you can't slander my reputation.

"Shi Wen was born in Lanling Xiao family. With the background of Xiao family, they really don't care whether Shi Wen is an official or not. But Shi Wen was framed. He can't bear this crime. He must make it clear." Lu Deming said: "I was at his house just now. Following your words, I let him stay in the manor for a while. The purpose is to let him leave Chang'an City temporarily and leave the court. The purpose is to let him get rid of the court first. For the rest, Your Majesty can investigate whatever he wants. Let Shi Wen go to the manor and teach the children for two days. There is nothing wrong. If he is reinstated in the future, he can return to Chang'an. If he doesn't want to be an official, I have found a good place for him, right?" "Oh, Dr. Lu, you are too much. The school in my manor is now small and shallow..." Li Fu felt that this statement was not right, so he stopped talking. Small temples are strong, and shallow waters are full of turtles. This is an insult. Mr. Xiao is a descendant of the royal family, so he can't say that.

"Even now, if it's just a small school, it's fine if you or Mr. Xiao is allowed to give lectures for two days to broaden the children's horizons. If you or Mr. Xiao is allowed to stay there for a long time, the scholars in Chang'an will scold me behind my back." Li Fu said with a smile.

"Teaching, can't you teach anywhere? It doesn't matter who you teach?" Lu Deming said with a smile: "The Master once said that there is no distinction in teaching. Anyway, the current situation has been decided. In the future, we don't know what the situation will be. Just take it one step at a time. You don't need to worry too much."

Li Fu nodded.

Okay.

Originally, I wanted to let these two old men go to Zhuangzi's school and use their identities to make the school famous. Even if they stay for three or five days, it would be good.

Three to five days is fine, but three to five months, that would be a problem...

However, this time we really invited the gods... I just don't know how long these two gods plan to stay in the school.

Li Fu sent Lu Deming back to the Lu family mansion, and he returned to the Jingyang Palace.

He planned to go to the palace in the afternoon.

First, to ask Li Shimin about Xiao Yu, and second, to ask him for a calligraphy. If he could trick him into stamping it, it would be even better.

In the future, whoever passes by the Jingyang Palace and sees the plaque of the palace with the emperor's seal on it, the civil officials will be chased down and the military officials will dismount..

No matter how powerful one's status is, one has to walk past the gate of King Jingyang's house.

On the way, Ma Zhou finally found an opportunity to chat with Li Fu.

"Your Highness asked Dr. Lu and Mr. Xiao to go to Zhuangzi just to teach in the school on Zhuangzi?" Ma Zhou asked curiously.

"What else?" Li Fu asked back: "Can they do other work on the farm at such an old age? There are many things to do on the farm, including my new house on the farm. Dr. Lu is over 70 years old. Do you expect him to move stones on the construction site?"

"That's not what I meant. I think that the school on the farm only teaches children from the village. But whether it is Dr. Lu or Mr. Xiao, they are all pillars of the country. Dr. Lu is also a teacher at the Imperial College. Those who can study in the Imperial College are either rich or noble. They are all talented people selected by major families in Chang'an City. The students on the farm are really incomparable to the students of the Imperial College." Ma Zhou said.

Li Fu frowned when he heard what Ma Zhou said.

"Just now, Dr. Lu said something to me in the carriage, maybe you didn't hear it." Li Fu's face was cold, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice: "Dr. Lu said that the Master once said that there is no distinction in teaching."

"Even the Master said so, how can you, a scholar who reads the books of sages and claims to be a Confucian disciple, still classify the scholars?"

"Ma Zhou, I ask you seriously, when you were in Boyang, you were an assistant teacher in charge of teaching. Was it because those scholars were of low status that you didn't teach seriously and indulged yourself all day long?" Li Fu lifted the curtain of the carriage and stared at Ma Zhou.

If he really had such an idea in his heart, no matter how capable he would be in the future, he would not be worthy of being the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

He was not worthy of being a high official with a high salary.

Because he had forgotten how he lost his father at a young age and how he got out of his poor life.