Under the attention of everyone, Zhu Su had no choice but to follow Lao Zhu out again. Zhu Biao hesitated and followed. Song Lian shook his head, thinking that with His Majesty's personal education, he did not have to rush to correct himself.
You still have to study for three or four years before you are weak. There is a long way to go.
That sentence "If you are selfless, you have no intention." It was shocking and enlightening. Although it was contrary to Zhu Xi, it was still a profound thought, which made Song Lian fall in love with the talent of His Majesty the Fifth Prince.
If I teach them diligently and point them to the right path, maybe the Crown Prince and His Highness the Fifth Prince will be able to achieve the same great stories as King Wu of Zhou and the brothers Gongdan of Zhou.
"Then, your highnesses, please rest first."
Thinking that he could help the prince brothers achieve success, Old Master Song suddenly felt high in fighting spirit, as if he had become dozens of years younger. He did not take the test against the remaining kings. They were also young and had not learned much.
He took out the Analects of Confucius and began to search through it. If he wanted to correct His Highness the Fifth Prince's thoughts, he must first completely refute his words...
But Zhu Su and Zhu Biao followed Zhu Yuanzhang out of the study. The three of them came to a secluded corridor. Zhu Biao couldn't help but ask: "Fifth brother, did the words you just said also come from later generations of Confucian scholars?"
"Yes." Zhu Su nodded. "That sentence was a view put forward by a later great Confucian named Li Zhi."
"By the way, he is from Ming Dynasty!"
"That's right!" Zhu Biao's face was filled with surprise. "Will the literary world be so prosperous in the future? There will be such great sages!"
"..." Lao Zhu's face turned darker and darker. Indeed, there were two tigers guarding the outside, and no one else could get close to them, father and son. But the fourth child was also a prince, and don't forget that the fifth child was only eleven or twelve years old.
Well, Erhu and the others certainly wouldn't think that they were talking about confidential matters by holding on to Lao Wu.
"You..." Zhu Biao could only laugh and shake his head. These two people...
"Three hundred years is too far away. Even if you run out of tools, you won't be able to care about three hundred years from now!"
"I will definitely persuade my fourth brother to keep it a secret. My fourth brother is also a member of my Zhu family, so there is no way he will not know the importance of it."
I'm afraid, I thought I was talking about the relationship between father and son.
"In the previous dynasty, the Song Dynasty produced Zhu Shengren, which is a testament to the prosperity of literature and Taoism. We also have such Confucian scholars in the Ming Dynasty, and we can be considered one or two of them!"
Regardless of Zhu Biao who was thinking about it in his mind, Lao Zhu turned his head and said to Zhu Su: "Lao Wu, I will consider you to have passed this test."
Directly in front of his eldest son, he patted Zhu Wu on the shoulder: "Well done! You didn't lose our face!"
"Yes. I'll leave it to you." Lao Zhu nodded, looking at Zhu Di kneeling on the ground, his heart finally softened. "Speak carefully, don't scare the fourth child."
"Anyway, I don't know where those descendants are now!"
"Song Lao Guan'er found an apprentice to come into the palace and humiliate our sons. Can't your fifth brother fight back?"
A thin storybook slipped out of Zhu Di's arms.
When Zhu Biao took a look, he immediately understood. The script was the first twenty chapters of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that Zhu Di had passed along from him!
"Father, my fourth brother should have come to see me." He turned around and apologized to Lao Zhu. "He borrowed this book from me and just wanted to come over and return it to me."
He wanted to take out socialism, but he had to dare! If he really told Lao Zhu about socialism, Lao Zhu would not be able to kill him alive!
"How can three hundred years be considered so far? It's not that far!"
Zhu Su and Zhu Biao were both startled. In the corner, a piece of crimson clothes also trembled in fright, and then, a figure turned out from behind.
"Six hundred years later, I am just an ordinary person, but I have no experience in governing. If I say the wrong policy, it will harm tens of millions of people!"
Halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly froze, he turned his head suddenly, shouted towards the corner: "Who! Come out!"
Zhu Biao looked fascinated.
So what's the use? Even the saints couldn't save the Ming Dynasty.
"It's a pity that I can't be with him for a while. It's such a pity in life!"
Lao Wu is a time traveler's business and cannot be known to others. Otherwise, if you are not careful, it will cause big trouble!
"If future generations have any policies for reference, it doesn't matter. As long as you can get some ideas..."
Lao Zhu ignored him and only took a step closer to Zhu Di. "Fourth, tell me, where did you start listening?"
"Hehe. That's necessary." Zhu Su raised his eyebrows at Zhu Biao.
He originally thought that Zhu Su had spoken dirty words and lost his princely demeanor, so he wanted to reprimand him. But now that his eldest son, who usually hurts the most, had his elbow turned outward, it aroused his rebellious spirit.
Zhu Biao looked left and right, and said to Lao Zhu: "Dad, let me explain to my fourth brother."
"Fart." Before Zhu Su could answer, Old Zhu in front became unhappy. "Why is our son not as good as that pretty boy asshole prodigy?"
"My son... my son..." Zhu Laosi couldn't bear the power of the dragon, and his words were useless. He knelt down with a plop, but looked at Zhu Su in shock. "Lao Wu, you,
Dad just said..."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Su expectantly.
It's actually the fourth child, Zhu Di!
A young bandit, an old bandit...
Since they are talking about the relationship between father and son, then when Lao Si, who is also a son, comes closer, Erhu will naturally not give a warning...
Zhu Su seemed to have gotten to know Lao Zhu all over again, and thought to himself, it was wonderful, it turns out that you are this kind of Lao Zhu, and you are so confident and confident in supporting your son as a copycat.
"Old Si! Why are you here?" Lao Zhu looked extremely unkind and stared at Zhu Laosi fiercely. "Where did you first hear it?"
"Even if we have good policies now, after a few generations, they will inevitably go astray... Besides, we don't want to talk nonsense about policies."
"It's time to talk about business. We heard what you said about the three-hundred-year curse."
Ah, how could I miss my eldest brother so much? I have read the books of sages in vain...
"I took a moment to ask you, do you people hundreds of years from now have policies to eradicate these problems?"
"In your last life, you were a person who lived more than six hundred years ago. Three hundred years is only half of it, not too far, not too far."
"But Fifth Brother, if you pretend to accept the words of future generations and rely on them to refute Mr. Song's disciples, you are not winning." Zhu Biao said sternly. "Since you are not as good as your opponent in academics, you should openly admit that you are inferior. That's it.
You are worthy of being a gentleman. In the future, you will be aware of your shame and be brave enough to catch up. That’s all."
Lao Zhu is not straightforward but strong.
"Then we don't care! Anyway, we won't be happy when we see those prodigies!" Lao Zhu acted like a rogue.
Zhu Su chuckled and thought, Zhu Xi is nothing. After the Ming Dynasty, there will be a true saint who "unifies knowledge and action". If you really want to talk about it, he will be criticized ten thousand times more than the talkative Zhu Bahui Zhu.
"I have been thinking about it during the day and at night these past few days, but I just can't think of a way to cure it."
"Dad...I...I..." The thirteen-year-old Emperor Yongle almost peed with fear. "I heard...Dad said...Lao Wu's previous life was...more than six hundred years later..."
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"Dad, what kind of humiliation..." Zhu Biao said helplessly. "Sir, that was done with good intentions. He intended to arouse the competitive spirit of his brothers and make them realize their shame and become brave again."
"A policy to solve the three-hundred-year curse?" Zhu Su was startled, then smiled bitterly. "That, Dad."
The scene fell into silence. Lao Zhu rubbed his swollen head and didn't know how to seal the mouth of this naughty boy Zhu Di.
"Yes." Zhu Biao nodded, walked to Zhu Di who was kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his hand to pull him up. "Fourth brother, come with the eldest brother."
"Brother, let me explain to you carefully..."
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