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Chapter seven hundred and sixty fifth teacher

(Thank you to the book friend "Yi Ji Jue Chen Zhu" for your support!)

Jiang Pengju was overjoyed when he heard Zhao Guodong's idea and hurried in to prepare to let the prefect hang himself. Zhao Guodong thought about it and then grabbed Jiang Pengju and said, "After the matter is finished, please write a letter to the King of Qin, tell the story, and let the King of Qin help you say good things in front of His Majesty!"

Jiang Pengju nodded and was about to go in, Zhao Guodong grabbed him and said, "Also, women cannot stay!"

"Sir, those two daughters are very beautiful. Can you..."

Seeing that Jiang Pengju was still greedy for women at this time, Zhao Guodong cursed angrily: "Damn it, when did you still want to do this? Can't you keep any one?"

Jiang Pengju had no choice but to nod and arrange for his personal soldiers to kill the prefect and his family, and then make the scene look like suicide. Anyway, this is the battlefield, and no one pays attention to a prefect. Not to mention the prefect, there are several provincial and ministerial-level senior officials who have died in Jinan City now.

Jiang Pengju thought it simple, but there was no airtight wall. The prefect wanted to surrender before the Ming army siege the city, otherwise he would not have handed over such an important area as Nancheng to the Jinyiwei for repair. It was precisely because of this that the prefect knew that he had made great contributions and went out to welcome Jiang Pengju. He originally thought that he would definitely be valued by the new emperor, but he did not expect that Jiang Pengju was simply a beast and could kill all his family for his two beautiful daughters.

This incident seems to be a small matter now, but after fermentation and exploitation, it has led to a shocking case, which is the funeral afterwards.

The soldiers in front were beating and dying, but Zhu Hongsan in Pingyin lived a life of drunkenness and dreams. There was no way, who called him the emperor?

Zhu Hongsan had also read some time travel novels before. The protagonists were all glorious and correct. They came here to develop production, liberate the wisdom of the people, and acted like a Virgin. Several of them had developed democratic systems before they died. Originally, Zhu Hongsan liked to read such novels, but not to mention whether it was smooth or not, at least they could watch it lively. But when Zhu Hongsan came here, he realized that the protagonists really wanted to engage in democracy was purely stupid.

What was the Ming Dynasty? The Ming Dynasty was an era when the monarchy reached its peak. All intellectuals were deeply bound by ethics. It was about the king who made his ministers die and had to die. And the protagonists were the emperor! You want to take your life now, are you so funny? Anyway, Zhu Hongsan feels that the current system of monarchy is very good. He does whatever he wants. The country has those stinky old ninths in charge. Although these stinky old ninths are not good things, under Zhu Hongsan's clever balance, the country cannot have any major chaos.

Of course, I am just basically satisfied. If there is still something not satisfied with it, these stinky old ninths naturally have to suppress the imperial power because of their natural attributes, which made Zhu Hongsan feel embarrassed many times. That's the case now. Zhu Hongsan was in Pingyin well, but I don't know that the talkative guy spread the news of the battle at Anshan Lake to the rear. When the censors in the court found out, they immediately wrote letters saying that Emperor, you can be a good emperor. If there are soldiers to do wars, and if we civil officials do it in governance, you won't cause any trouble with anything?

After seeing these memorials, Zhu Hongsan was so angry that he cursed and greeted the women in the family of the censors in Huguang dialect. However, no matter how much he scolded, because of the strange attributes of the censors, Zhu Hongsan could not deal with them, so he could only write the word "know" on the memorial to make up for the matter!

The emperor's grandson Zhu Shengduo sat on Zhu Hongsan's lap, watching his grandfather get angry, but suppressed his anger and approved the memorial, and he was very puzzled. According to Zhu Shengduo's understanding, if these ministers dared to scold the emperor, it would be a serious crime of raiding the house and beheading him. Why did his grandfather let them go?

"Grandfather, why did these censors say that to you, and you let them go?" Zhu Shengduo thought about it and said the questions in his heart.

Zhu Hongsan looked at Zhu Shengduo and felt much better. He touched Zhu Shengduo's head and said, "Boy, although they scolded their grandfather, because they were right, his grandfather was not ready to punish them!"

Zhu Shengduo was a little confused when he heard Zhu Hongsan say this. It was wrong to curse people, why was it right to curse people? What's more, they cursed the emperor!

Zhu Hongsan frowned and knew that he didn't understand what it meant. This emperor was talented and good material for his successors. Zhu Hongsan decided to teach him well.

"Boy, the world is so big, there are billions of creatures, all of which are under the management of my grandfather, but my grandfather is just one person. Do you think he can manage everything in the world?"

Zhu Shengduo thought for a while and said, "No!"

"By the way, this requires officials, but the abilities of officials vary greatly. Some are good at finance, some are good at etiquette, and some are good at military affairs. How can we discover the abilities of these people? This requires the emperor. Being a good emperor does not require understanding all these. Just how to discover the abilities of officials. Let capable officials do what they are good at. Such an emperor is a good emperor!"

Zhu Shengduo nodded and said, "The grandson understands that the censors said that their grandfather was commanding blindly. Does that mean that his grandfather is not good at military affairs and should use professional generals to do it? Is that true?"

Li Chengen was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat when he heard Zhu Shengduo say this. Zhu Shengduo dared to say this. Anyone would have confiscated his home.

Zhu Hongsan heard his grandson say this and smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, a child like Zhu Shengduo, who is five or six years old, can see that he is not good at commanding specific battles. It seems that he should play with strategies later.

"Yes, kid, you're right. In the battle of Anshan Lake, my grandfather underestimated the enemy. He insisted on luring the enemy into the deep, and he only threw all the logistics supplies for half a year into the lake!"

Zhu Shengduo thought for a while and asked, "Grandfather, those capable officials must have ambitions. How can we guard against them?"

This question has already involved how to maintain the stability of the imperial power. Li Chengen dared to listen to this by the side, and quickly bowed and took people out quietly. There were only three grandparents and grandchildren in the room.

Zhu Hongsan looked at Li Chengen going out and smiled and said, "Boy, hear clearly. These civil officials are not a solid piece of iron. Just like you and Uncle Qi are not good, and they also have disputes! A good emperor is like a carpenter holding a hammer. When he sees that the blade is one piece taller, he has to knock it. He must knock several blades to the same level, so that they will restrain each other, and the emperor can benefit from it, do you know?"

Zhu Hongsan nodded when he saw Zhu Shengduo understand and nodded. Zhu Hongsan was very happy. He was becoming more and more satisfied with this eldest grandson and wanted to directly make Zhu Shengduo his heir now. However, in the Ming Dynasty, the rule of law was ruled by the country, and the emperor did not do whatever he wanted, and even the crown prince Zhu Hongsan could not be abolished.

Zhu Hongsan looked at Zhu Shengduo, who was five or six years old, and asked, "Boy, you will be six years old after the New Year. According to the rules, you should go to school. Do you want that gentleman to be your teacher?"

Zhu Shengduo’s least loves is learning. He heard his grandfather say this and asked, “Grandfather, can’t you not go to school? I think the seventh and sixth uncles and others work so hard that they can’t memorize it and will be thumped by the teacher. The grandson doesn’t want to go to school!”

"Only by being a bastard, you can only know shame when you study, and only by learning can you understand advance and retreat. How can you be a person without studying?"

"But didn't my grandfather read too? My grandson heard from the concubine's grandmother that my grandfather didn't like studying when she was a child, so didn't he build such a big country?"

When Zhu Hongsan heard Zhu Shengduo talk about the ridiculous things he had when he was a child, he cursed with a smile: "Bastard, my grandfather had no money to study at that time, and the court rules did not allow him to study, so he naturally refused to recognize a few words. But you are different. You can conquer the world immediately, but you can't rule the world immediately, do you understand?"

Zhu Shengduo knew in his heart that it seemed that it would be impossible not to study, so he had no choice but to say, "Okay, but my grandson wants to find a teacher by himself!"

"Look for a teacher by yourself? The gentlemen in the Hanlin Academy are all top scorers and second-rate. There is no one in the world who is more knowledgeable than them. Can you find yourself more knowledgeable than them? Tell me who do you want to teach you?"

"The grandson wants Uncle Qi's uncle to be the one Qian Yiai teaches his grandson!"

Zhu Hongsan was stunned when he heard that Zhu Shengduo had chosen Qian Yiai himself. He knew that Zhu Shengduo lost his mother when he was a child and was raised by the imperial concubine Qian Yuting. He probably had a good relationship with Qian Yiai who was the general in the palace. But Qian Yiai was a minister in the court and an adult. How could he have a friendship with a child like Zhu Shengduo?

"Boy, why do you want to choose this Qian Yiai? Do you know that he is not even a Jinshi, he is just a Juren!"

"Qian Yiai's uncle is very nice to his grandson. Unlike Xia Wanchun, who looks like a stinking air when he sees his grandson! Qian Yiai's uncle also likes to tell stories to his grandson for no reason, so his grandson likes him very much!"

Zhu Hongsan heard Zhu Shengduo explain this clearly. It seems that Qian Yiai has already put the chips on Zhu Shengduo. Otherwise, with Qian Yiai's appearance, how could he deal with a minor prince? And according to etiquette, this prince prince is not the best heir.

After hearing Zhu Shengduo say that, Zhu Hongsan thought about it while touching his beard. It seemed that some people in the court had already begun to make arrangements for the third generation. The prince had two sons, and the huge Ma family stood behind his legitimate son Zhu Shengyu. It was not comparable to Zhu Shengduo. If he didn't find a backer for him, he would be bullied to death by Zhu Shengyu.

Qian Yiai is a man who is not sloppy and let him be Zhu Shengduo’s teacher. Even if Zhu Shengduo’s competition fails in the future, he can still survive with the help of Qian Yiai. Thinking of this, Zhu Hongsan nodded and said, “Okay, since you want Qian Yiai to enlighten you, then grandfather will promise you and let Qian Yiai come when he arrives in Beijing!”

Zhu Shengduo was happy when he heard his grandfather agreeing to his request, and jumped down and ran around in excitement.
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