The next day, he didn't care about going up to say goodbye to his hot mother, and Bo Lingjun went straight to the teacher like a little fan.

This time, he brought his own dry food and prepared one for Taishi Zhao.

I also brought the brick-thick book with me, and carefully selected a box to put it in.

Taishi Zhao had actually been waiting for a long time, but after the prince entered the door, he still waited for a while before he walked out of the inner courtyard to greet him.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wearing a blue brocade robe today, with a happy face, looking red lips and white teeth, and the jade tree is in the wind.

The vitality of the boy was like a ray of bright sunshine shining into his heart.

His own students have never been so bright, he has always been gloomy and eccentric, and even laughing is cruel.

As soon as the master was happy, he couldn't help but walk a few steps quickly, and the little maid who was supporting him hurriedly trotted to follow.

What's wrong with young people now, it's not as good as an old man when he walks lazily and strolls!

After the teacher-student salute, the prince slowed down and patiently accompanied him into the guest room.

The servants still came to make tea, but the varieties of fruits and vegetables were replaced by sour.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes swept carefully in the fruit bowl, but he didn't see his favorite flavor.

Probably afraid that Taishi Zhao would find out and criticize the servant for not choosing fruit, he grabbed a handful of sour dates, chewed them and swallowed them slowly.

After eating for a while, Xu was hungry, and the prince asked someone to bring two food boxes, one was placed in front of him, and the other was presented to him: "Master, this is a new type of dim sum made by the imperial kitchen, you can try it!" ”

Taishi Zhao deliberately squinted his eyes, looked at it with an old look, and slowly took out one and ate it.

Prince Baba waited until he had swallowed his first bite before picking up his pastry and eating it.

The master and apprentice were silent, but they didn't feel embarrassed.

Taishi Zhao didn't want to pretend to be asleep today, he wanted to observe the prince's behavior and conversation.

After eating and drinking, the prince asked the guards to take a beautiful box and said, "The student read the master's masterpiece again yesterday, and I am deeply moved......

Taishi was quite interested, "Oh? He didn't believe the prince would delve into the history books—he was too clever to have the patience.

The prince opened the box, took out the book, and solemnly held it in front of him, with a dazzling passion on his face: "When did the teacher write this book?" ”

Taishi Zhao took the book covetously, and clumsily opened the cover: "I don't remember, I should be less than thirty years old...... My father died that year, and I wrote it during my filial piety at home! ”

Of course, he remembered when he wrote it - he was twenty-six years old that year, and he had just been elected to the Shaofu Yamen, and he learned to write documents with Shang Shuling.

This position seems to be low-level, but it shoulders the heavy responsibility of drafting decrees for the emperor, and it is very close to the center of power.

Among the three princes and nine kings of this dynasty, there are several Shangshuling origins.

At that time, there were six people selected together, and he was the youngest and the best writer.

But at that moment, my father, who had always been physically strong, suddenly collapsed, and as soon as he fell, he didn't open his eyes, and in just ten days, he died.

When he went to Shang Shuling to ask for resignation and filial piety, he said: "You are still young now, filial piety is not in filial piety, it is better not to make a noise, just say that your father is far away, wait for three or five years, the position is secure, and then bury well." ”

He was a little tempted and said to go back and think about it overnight.

When he returned home, he saw his father's withered corpse and thought of his daily life, so he couldn't hide him in lime and hastily buried him in the nursery in the backyard.

The next day, he went to thank Lord Shang Shuling and resolutely resigned.

Keeping filial piety at home for three years, away from the imperial court, also missed the most glorious time when he was an official from a poor family.

When he returned, the selection system had come to an end, the family and the aristocracy still firmly grasped the lifeblood of the country, and most of the poor students who were contemporaries with him carved out a seat and became the backbone.

Some have even developed into new upstarts second only to the Maison.

His only gain is this book, the crystallization of painstaking efforts and forgetting to sleep and eat.

However, not many people read it - he has no official title, he does not make friends with celebrities, and no matter how good his writing is, no one cares about it.

In the end, he became his own reader, and whenever he was angry and regretted the past, he took it out and looked at the dead self, the soul engraved in that book!

He always reminded himself: the poor are not qualified to be noble!

The prince stretched out his hand, respectfully turned to the corner of the page, pointed to a passage, and said: "The teacher is right, the wisdom of the people is not open, and the government decree is difficult to carry out - I heard that there are public schools at the county level in Yanguo, and you can enter the school as long as you have five loads of grain...... Why don't we set it up? ”

Taishi Zhao's heart was sour.

This proposal has come out a long time ago, and it has been rejected several times in a row, and no one has mentioned it again.

His Majesty is cautious now, and the nobles and families are not ready to open the opening of power and let the commoners in to get a piece of the pie.

The more stupid the people, the better they will rule.

In the eyes of the imperial court, as long as they live according to their nature, they are happy.

It's boring to think about.

However, it is quite interesting for the prince to ask this question, as a nobleman among nobles, how could he think of Kai Minzhi?

What does the people look like in his eyes, is it a group that can fish and flesh at will as long as they conform to their nature?

"Does Your Highness think that Yan Guo's policy is better than ours?"

The prince's dark eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and instead of answering this question directly, he asked rhetorically: "Shouldn't it be taken from the people and used for the people?" Whether it is Daqi or Dayan, the establishment of public schools and the opening of people's wisdom are things that benefit future generations...... Is it just for the sake of the work of the people in power to do well, let our children be ignorant and ignorant, and the children of Yan Kingdom will be separated from each other from generation to generation, and in the end they will only be driven by others? “

Hearing this, Taishi Zhao was a little shocked.

He said quietly: "Has Your Highness heard of shepherds? ”

Of course, he has also traveled to the grasslands and experienced modern nomadic life for himself.

It's pretty cool, but the mosquitoes are too fierce at night.

I don't know what the shepherds in this world background are like - since the pasture is abundant, it should be a primitive grazing method!

Bo Lingjun nodded, not to be specific, for fear that the shepherd he understood was too avant-garde and would be suspected by the master!

Taishi said: "The shepherd wants the sheep to grow meat in summer, oil in autumn, green in spring, and not fast in winter - the grassland environment is difficult, and wolves often sneak attack...... Does His Highness think that he wants a group of stupid sheep who follow the rules and honestly follow the leader, or does he want a group of smart sheep who are fighting and falling apart? ”

Hearing that herding sheep was a metaphor, Bo Lingjun was a little angry.

He sneered and said, "Commander, people are not sheep, and they can't be compared together." And even if the people are not wise, there are many cases of endless fighting and fragmentation - in fact, in the final analysis, it is still the government decree that does not work, and the law is not strict, which leads to injustice everywhere! Also, from the perspective of the flock alone - you also said that the sheep are killed and eaten in order to gain weight...... For sheep, it makes no difference between the butcher's butcher's knife and the fangs of the wolves, so if the wolves come, they can probably only wait for death, and they don't even have the heart to resist. But wolves are different, they don't live to die, but to live a full life. Even if they encounter a stronger opponent, even if they reach a desperate situation, the wolves will not sit still and wait for death, but fight back and fight to the death! “

He paused, quietly looking at Zhao Taishi's slightly squinted eyes, he always felt that there was a sharp light hidden in these eyes, but he couldn't catch it!

Taishi yawned, drowsy, and didn't seem to listen to his words.

But Bo Lingjun knew that he must have listened.

He forced him to ask: "Commander, do you think it's better to be a pack of wolves or a flock of sheep?" ”

Taishi sneered: "Those who are brave and good at fighting, of course, are good among wolves, and those who are kind and gentle are actually more suitable for sheep!" ”。

He jokingly asked again: "Your Highness, do you like wolves or sheep?" ”

The prince pursed his lips, and a young man's smart smile appeared on his face: "Although I am not brave and good at fighting, like the division commander, I hope to stay in the wolves!" ”