With the last trace of fantasy in mind, Brother Wen taught Zhu Houzhao two ancient poems that primary school students must memorize: "Compassion for the Farmers".

Zhu Houzhao read it carefully and soon entered a state of memorizing it.

Brother Wen:?????

There are many, many little question marks on the children's foreheads.

On the first day of contact, he felt that something was wrong with this guy, and now his initial bad premonition was confirmed.

You are an emperor and have no knowledge, so why do you want to have a photographic memory?

How nice it would be if you give it to me so that I don’t have to work hard to endorse it!

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused when he received Brother Wen's faint gaze. However, the first song "Compassion for the Farmers" also made him very confused. Why are farmers still starving to death in "Autumn Harvest" and "There is no idle land in the world"? Could it be that they are still starving to death?

You have to eat a lot of rice and noodles to be full!

After hearing Zhu Houzhao's question, Brother Wen asked, "Does Your Highness farm?"

Zhu Houzhao shook his head.

Brother Wen said: "Your Highness does not farm now, and will not do so in the future. Then will Your Highness eat?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Eat!"

"That's right, the emperor's relatives don't farm, the dignitaries don't farm, the people who study don't farm, the people who do business don't farm, the waiters don't farm, and even the servants and maids who serve people don't farm.

Farming." Brother Wen said, "But these people also need to eat, so farmers farm land not only for their own family members.

To eat, we need to feed everyone in the world. If we meet merciful and honest officials, the people only need to hand over part of the grain according to the regulations, and their lives are still pretty good. But if we meet one or two greedy people, even if the weather goes well, we will have a great harvest of grain.

A good harvest means to the local people that the farmers are starving to death."

Gu Dayong next to him listened to Brother Wen telling Zhu Houzhao the poem "Compassion for the Farmers" without hesitation, and couldn't help but sweat for Brother Wen.

Are these really suitable to tell the prince?

Zhu Sansui still needs to digest these contents before he can understand them.

He pondered over the two poems "Compassion for the Farmers" and Brother Wen's explanation, and felt that it was really hard to be a farmer, but he still had to grow so much food to feed the world!

He just felt tired from planting several strawberries!

The two of them were teaching and learning, and before they knew it, it was time for lunch.

Brother Wen was left in the palace to have a working meal, but he still sat under Zhu Houzhao to have lunch.

Zhu Houzhao discovered yesterday that even if it was the same meal, he and Brother Wen were not as popular as him, so as soon as it was served, he watched what Brother Wen ate and ate it himself.

Brother Wen was not restrained at all, and did not mind that Zhu Houzhao was imitating others at the dinner table. He happily resumed his career in eating and broadcasting, and strived to make Zhu Houzhao a Ming Dynasty rice cook who enjoyed everything he ate.

Zhu Houzhao ate until his belly was full, and then he realized that Brother Wen was leaving.

Zhu Houzhao had a sullen face, pulled the corner of Brother Wen's robe and said, "Don't leave!"

Brother Wen told Zhu Houzhao that he had to go to the Hanlin Academy for classes in the afternoon. Originally, he had moved his morning homework to the afternoon, but there was not enough time. If he couldn't finish his homework, he would be slapped by his teacher!

Brother Wen spread his hands and showed Zhu Houzhao what a slapstick is.

Hiss, it hurts all the time!

Zhu Houzhao didn't expect that there would be a gentleman who could hit people. He loosened his grip on Brother Wen's sleeve and instead told Brother Wen to come early tomorrow.

Seeing the reluctance on Zhu Houzhao's face, Brother Wen said, "I also have some homework for Your Highness to do."

Zhu Houzhao immediately asked actively: "What kind of homework?" After saying that, he looked at Brother Wen warily, "Can you do handcrafts?" Brother Wen said: "If you don't do it, your highness can do it when you have free time. If you don't have time, you can do it.

It doesn’t matter.”

Only then did Zhu Houzhao become happy: "Say it!"

Brother Wen asked Zhu Houzhao to take a closer look at the structure of the palace, such as what materials it was made of and where they came from.

Zhu Houzhao nodded vigorously to show that he remembered.

Brother Wen left Zhu Houzhao and left the palace.

Zhu Houzhao was very depressed without his playmate. He started asking people around the room "What is this" and "Where did it come from?"

Brother Wen was escorted by Gu Dayong to the outside of the palace. When he passed the cabinet, he even looked at Lao Qiu and said that his lecture today was successfully completed. By the way, he reminded the old man not to be obsessed with work and that it was time to get up and move around.

After all, the palace was not as good as outside the palace. Brother Wen couldn't accompany him for a walk, so Shi Shiran left the palace after giving instructions.

It doesn't look like any of the nervousness and restraint that ordinary children have when they go in and out of a restricted area.

When Liu Jian and others saw Brother Wen walking away, they were all filled with emotion: Although they say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, are the waves behind them pushing back too fast?

Brother Wen separated from Gu Dayong in front of the palace gate and saw Jin Sheng sitting under a big tree at the gate of the palace, holding a book and reading. He ran over and asked, "Have you had lunch?"

Jin Sheng immediately put away his book and stood up and said, "I've eaten."

The two of them chatted while returning to the Hanlin Academy.

Li Dongyang saw Brother Wen coming back and asked with a smile: "How did you teach?"

Brother Wen sighed.

Li Dongyang asked curiously: "You have taught so many 'students', but you still can't teach the prince well?"

Brother Wen sighed and told Li Dongyang what he had discovered, saying that their highness, the Crown Prince, actually had a photographic memory! Everyone has a photographic memory, but he alone couldn't. Oh my God, that was too much!

Li Dongyang: “…………”

What gives this kid the nerve to lament that God is unfair?

Brother Wen was still aggrieved, saying why everyone knew it once, but he had to read it many times!

Li Dongyang said with a smile: "You have to give lectures to His Majesty the Crown Prince, can you still write "Food Poetry" before the end of the year? Why do I feel like I haven't seen your new article for a long time?"

Brother Wen:?????

Damn it, the students have already been injured, and even if the teacher doesn’t comfort them, they suddenly urge them to do their homework!

Brother Wen ran away.

I'm writing, I'm writing!

Wang Six-year-old never breaks his promise!

Unless you really can’t write it!

That night, Zhu Houzhao had dinner with the emperor and empress.

Zhu Houzhao held a small steamed bun and ate it seriously. He did not dislike the taste of the steamed bun.

Zhu Youtang looked at his son eating a steamed bun, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt. How could he learn it from Brother Wen? It looked like he was eating well. He waited for Zhu Houzhao to finish the whole steamed bun, and then asked with a smile: "

Don’t you like steamed buns?”

“Waste nothing!”

Zhu Houzhao answered quickly.

After answering, he tried hard to think back and recited a poem to Zhu Youtang: "Every grain of grain is hard work!"

Zhu Youtang was slightly surprised and asked: "Is this what your little teacher taught you?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded vigorously. Seeing that his father seemed to be shocked by the new knowledge he had learned, he immediately continued to show off: "Famine! Eat soil! Guanyin soil! The belly is blocked!"

After Zhu Houzhao's dancing retelling, Zhu Youtang knew what was going on.

It turned out that there was a famine in some places, and the people were so hungry that they even ate dirt! It is obvious that eating too much "Guanyin soil" will cause death, but everyone still regarded it as the last life-saving straw, thinking that Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared to save the suffering.

Zhu Houzhao also summed up his speech in a serious way: "Famine is not good, I don't like it!"

Zhu Youtang listened to his son's innocent words, and his heart was extremely complicated. He said: "Yes, not good, very bad." No one likes famine. If even the people can't survive, the court will have to do it. What's the use?

Zhu Youtang, who originally thought that his son had been playing in the mud for a long time, now felt that his son was very smart and that the little prodigy was particularly good at teaching.

After Zhu Houzhao was taken back to sleep, Zhu Youtang turned to Queen Zhang and said, "Are you relieved now?"

Queen Zhang was still a little worried when she knew that Brother Wen took Zhu Houzhao to dig in the mud.

Empress Zhang always felt that it was too early to tell her son this. Seeing that Zhu Youtang was so happy, she could only say: "Your Majesty's decision is for Hou Zhao's sake."

Zhu Youtang patted the back of Queen Zhang's hand and said: "Huzhao has the responsibilities of being a prince, and he should learn these. At the beginning, Xuanzong traveled incognito to observe the people's sentiments, and wrote "Poems of Compassion for Farmers" and "Poem of Compassion for Drought" "Poetry", if my son can be so compassionate to the people in the future, it will be a good thing for our Ming Dynasty."

Brother Wen was naturally unaware of the conversation between the emperor and the empress. The next morning, he entered the palace with his father and went to play with Zhu Houzhao early.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up when he saw Brother Wen, and he ran over to tell Brother Wen the structure of the house he learned about yesterday.

You wouldn't know if you didn't ask, but after asking him, he found out that there were so many treasures from all over the place where he lived, and every piece of wood and tile was carefully selected and sent to the palace!

Since he knew so many new things, Zhu Houzhao naturally wanted to tell Brother Wen one by one.

Brother Wen followed Zhu Houzhao and was amazed by what he heard. He took the opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the internal structure of the Forbidden City in the Ming Dynasty.

He highly praised Zhu Houzhao's completion of his homework, and led Zhu Houzhao to sit in front of the desk and write out the last paragraph of "Mian Mian Gua Lv".

"Mian Mian Gua Pi" comes from "Mian" in "The Book of Songs", and is also the starting sentence of this poem. On the surface, it is talking about melons, but in fact it is talking about the people of the Zhou tribe who live endlessly and continuously.

The first three paragraphs of this poem are exactly related to building a house.

An ancestor of the old Zhou people was called "Gu Gong Danfu", who was later posthumously named "Tai Wang of Zhou" and was considered the founder of the Zhou Dynasty.
To be continued...