The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly, and asked in bewilderment: "Will the farmer hurt the farmer?"

Emperor Hongzhi could not accept Zhu Houzhao's change.

Yang Tinghe is even more incomprehensible.

Zhu Houzhao nodded heavily.

"Yes, the person who wrote the book is almost indistinguishable from the grains, but he can't tell the truth. He taught the people how to farm. Father, you said, this is not a harm to the people? A person who hasn't even seen the sand field, but made It guides soldiers with sword-head licking blood to fight; a person who has not raised horses, teaches them to raise horses. In the past, if Master Yang read this article to the children, the children would certainly not be able to tell the good of "The Book of Persuasion". It ’s bad, but it ’s only since the son-in-law worked in Xishan that he knew the hardships of farming. "

Emperor Hongzhi looked up and down at the muddy Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Houzhao said that he had cultivated, and at this time he could not help but believe a little.

This guy ... actually went to farm?

Zhu Houzhao was full of confidence: "Children remembered that Professor Yang taught the children a poem, planting a millet in spring, and harvesting ten thousand seeds in autumn. There are no free fields in the world, and the farmers still starve to death ..."

He memorized it word by word and looked at Yang Tinghe deeply.

Then went on: "Huihe on the afternoon of the day, Khan dripping down the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate, the grains are hard. This poem," Ming Nong ", Master Yang, there is nothing wrong with this palace."

"..." Yang Tinghe settled down and nodded: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with me."

"Then Master Yang, you read the Scriptures and read this poem ... This palace would like to ask, who said in the poem, who knows that Chinese food and hard work are hard, do you really feel it?"

Yang Tinghe was questioned by Zhu Houzhao and had to say: "The minister feels the same."

"Okay, then this palace asks you, every grain is hard, how is it a hard way?"

"This ... hard work is hard work."

Zhu Hou Zhao smiled and said with confidence: "It seems that Master Yang didn't know that the grains are hard five words. This kind of hard work is ten times harder than what Master Yang imagined. Master Yang felt it in the hot sun Under the hands, do you feel like your hands and feet stop? "

"Imaginable."

"You can't imagine it!" Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his mind, and he was very happy. He used to think that he had no knowledge, so he didn't understand what he said, and he only had a promise. But now, I have some lessons for you.

"You can't even imagine, leaning over the field, this bending down is just a few hours, when you want to straighten your waist, that kind of soreness. Has Yang Tinghe ever eaten steamed cake?"

"..."

These questions were thrown out, making Yang Tinghe unable to parry.

Zhu Hou Zhao saw that he could not answer, so he looked at Emperor Hongzhi and asked seriously: "Father Emperor, Master Yang hasn't tried steamed cakes very much. Has Father Emperor ever eaten it?"

The anger on Emperor Hongzhi's face had dissipated, and it was replaced by a weird look. He couldn't imagine that the prince actually asked Yang Zhanshi, even more so, when the prince was so confident.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded his head: "I have eaten steamed cakes and it is difficult to swallow them. I also heard that this is an ordinary food for the people. The people work hard, but with this ration, they can see their hardship."

Emperor Hongzhi was obviously better than Emperor Jinhui, at least, he would not say what steamed cake to eat, or why not eat ground meat.

Zhu Houzhao pouted.

"The father emperor is wrong. This steamed cake is hard to swallow in the mouth of the father emperor, but everyone knows that this steamed cake is a rare delicacy of the people. The reason why the father emperor thinks the steamed cake is difficult to swallow is because there is no real Experience the hardship of the peasants. If the father emperor under the scorching sun, worked hard for two hours, at this time, the body was sweating, the muscles and bones of the body were exhausted, and the belly, like a fire, felt the front chest Put it on the back, at this time, the only thing the father emperor desires is to have a sip of cold tea, to sit between the rice fields and eat a steamed cake, then ... It is a fairy-like enjoyment, and it is a delicious food in the world. And won't be exchanged. "

"The father emperor finds it unpalatable, but the farmers who actually farmed have regarded it as a luxury."

"Really?" Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly. He was clearly unimaginable, but he thought carefully and made sense.

Zhu Houzhao said again: "So," The Book of Persuasion "is simply nonsense. The sons have not cultivated the obsolete, and may still believe his ghost words, but they really leaned over and cultivated. It is known that this article is unbearable, but This kind of article is what Master Yang wants to teach to the children. He also teaches Children's Poems of Mercy. The children are thinking. Master Yang wants to borrow these poems to let children know the hardship of the people's livelihood. "

"But he was wrong." Zhu Houzhao, this time, was wrong, and he did not make the Hongzhi emperor angry again.

"He was wrong. He obviously wanted to experience the hardships of farmers. He didn't need to spend so much time. He sat in Minglun Hall and talked about it. He just went to the field, went to reclaim a piece of land, planted a seedling, and harvested it. A piece of wheat can naturally feel the same, but it just happens to take some people who have not been cultivated every day and use their articles to teach the children's so-called 'Road Theory'. "

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Zhu Houzhao. He had a strange feeling that this guy had ploughed the ground and his tail had to be lifted into the sky.

Zhu Houzhao said suddenly, "Master Yang, they are wrong here!"

"Wrong ..." Yang Ting and his face looked very bad. He was the prince's teacher. The prince said face to face to pick his fault ...

Zhu Houzhao sneered.

"Many people in this dynasty are also mistaken here. There are few people doing things and too many people talking. When talking about articles, everyone shakes their heads, quotes from the scriptures, and talks about the way of the saint. It is even more talkative, but what is The saint's way, the saint's way, is nothing more than loyalty and filial piety. Children and sons who learn sages only need to know that they must be loyal and filial to the father and emperor's heart, and to the military and civilians.

"It ’s enough to learn these knowledges. But since you already know loyalty and loyalty, then how can you be loyal and loyal? The father emperor, if the child minister is in the face of the father emperor, he said to him every day, what is loyalty? What is filial piety, take the saint ’s words and learn from the parrot every day, is this a loyal loyalty to the emperor?

"Master Wang said that this is not right. The so-called loyalty and filial piety is nothing but a conscience, and understands that it is right, then it should be done. The father emperor is sick, and the children should serve in front of the sick bed. This is the father. When you are worried about the country, your son-in-law is the loyalty of the father and emperor. This is loyalty. When you have knowledge, you should do it. With these consciences in your heart, it is vital to do it yourself. "

Zhu Houzhao said that the head was right, and the emperor Hongzhi nodded subconsciously.

It has to be said that the prince was able to say such a big reason, which has greatly exceeded his expectations.

But ... something is wrong.

It seems very reasonable.

But it seems ...

Emperor Hongzhi was furious and shot the case: "You little beast, you can speak out because of the loss. Where did you hide when I fell ill? What do you do when you are worried about society?"

"..." Zhu Houzhao froze for a moment, and all his anger was vanished in an instant. Busy is a ridiculous confession: "This is just a frivolous affair. Children are not just learning these things ..."

He desperately coughed: "Children have been taught from an early age to say that Jiangshan Sheji, agriculture is fundamental, agriculture is prosperous, and agriculture declines, everything is dying, and society is in danger. Therefore, Master Yang wants to let children know what farming is. , Professor Erchen persuaded the farmers to write these articles, but Erchen followed Mr. Yang to learn countless articles of poetry, but still still don't understand, what is going on with this farmer's farming. "

"Mr. Wang is not the case. He did not tell the son-chen what the truth is, but he took the son-in-law to farm in the field for two days, but the son-in-law suddenly understood everything."

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep look at Zhu Houzhao.

Then, he took a deep look at Fang Jifan.

This ... is that Mr. Wang, no, Fang Jifan's knowledge?

Emperor Hongzhi thought deeply.

"Your Highness has only learned how to farm, and what's the use?" Yang Tinghe felt a little too good, he could not help refuting.

"His Royal Highness is the prince and the crown prince of the country. There are tens of millions of farmers in the world. There is no shortage of princes. What the prince has to do is learn to govern the world. Therefore, reading should be the first priority."

Zhu Houzhao was not annoyed, but said: "Master Yang really did not personally cultivate it before he would say such a thing."

"What I learned at this palace ~ www.readwn.com ~ is more than farming. Through farming, the first thing I learn is empathy."

"Sympathy!" Emperor Hongzhi's face gradually changed.

"Like Master Yang, although he has read countless poems about peasants, he still never realizes the real hardship of peasants. If he ca n’t understand it, he ca n’t have empathy. Articles such as "Encourage Farmers" are praised. But this palace has a deep experience, and I really know that my tens of millions of farmers have worked hard since then. They have been working all year round and year by year, using steamed cakes to fill their hunger and ragged clothes. To pay the agricultural affair, in winter, you have to cope with hard work. This feeling can be summed up in the five words of hard work. "

"When the palace is farming, I still think about it, the peasants are so pitiful, but the court said the truth of the road, but where did they really sympathize with them? For those who are officials, they all say what they love people, but they The love of the people is only in their own poems and articles. A few more people leaned over to do something, knowing what the farmers are thinking, what they are asking for, what are they? You have not cultivated, so everything I do n’t know, the five grains are not divided, the four bodies are not diligent, but they are all monkeys. They think that they already know the truth of the whole world. I am a person who knows the grace of the country. I only know the people who read the article to know his own people. Feeling a few words about the suffering of the people, they thought they loved the people as sons, what a shameful thing ... "