Li Shimin was really tight to Gao Yang and Linchuan's two daughters, and watching the two of them chirp in front of him, Li Shimin's smile never stopped.

"Come, my father came to test whether you have studied your homework well during this time, I will come up with a question, how about you answer it?"

"Huh? I'm going to test us again! If I knew it, I slipped away. Gao Yang had a bitter little face, a depressed face, and suddenly saw Linchuan beside him, and hid behind Linchuan with a grin.

"Father, my sister is studying well, you can take the exam for your sister, and I'll forget it."

This daughter is really a clever ghost!

Li Shimin laughed: "Don't you want to run, your sister is your sister, you are you, both of you have to answer." ”

"Oh!" Gao Yang pouted and answered, waiting for Li Shimin to come up with the question.

Li Shimin lowered his head and thought for a while, suddenly thought of the content of the recital just now, and was silent for a while and said: "Xuancheng (Wei Zheng) once admonished me to 'the monarch, Zhouye; People, water also, water can carry a boat and can overturn a boat', how to understand? ”

Li Shimin's question was more than 1,000 years later, and anyone who went to school could tell why.

Of course, in this era, it is no exception, because the literal meaning of this sentence is very simple, even Gao Yang, who has always been difficult to learn, can say a few words.

"I know, I know!" Gao Yang immediately jumped out of the question as soon as he heard it, and rushed to answer it.

Linchuan has a gentle temperament, and when she saw that her sister was rushing to be in the limelight, she just smiled lightly and did not speak.

"Oh? Gao Yang: You know, let's talk about it. Li Shimin looked at Gao Yang with a smile.

Maybe it's because the high positive son is more lively, which is very in line with Li Shimin's appetite, so he loves this daughter abnormally, and his smile never stops.

"My father takes this sentence as a wise saying, and hangs it on his lips every day, how can I not know? The meaning of this sentence is that the father is like a boat, and the common people are water, and water can not only make the boat float on the surface of the water, but also overturn the boat, right, right? Gao Yang jumped up and down and took Li Shimin's hand.

Li Shimin shook his head lightly: "You only understand the literal meaning, you can only be regarded as half of the answer right, Linchuan, what about you?" ”

Linchuan is the best among all princesses, and her calligraphy is also the most beautiful, and Li Shimin often praises her.

Hearing this, Lin Chuan replied with a slight smile: "My father's sentence can be summed up as nothing more than the four words Mencius said, 'the people are noble and the monarch is light'. The people are the cornerstone of the country, if the abuse of the people's power, the harsh government and heavy taxes, the people will not be able to make a living, and it will not be long before the country will perish, and the previous dynasty is a good example. On the contrary, if the king governs diligently and thriftily, reduces the taxes of the people, and is dedicated to the people, the people will naturally love him, and if the people want, the national strength will be strong, and the country can be passed on to thousands of generations. ”

"Good! That's a good point! Linchuan can be described as a talented woman, if she is a man, she can help me govern the world! ”

Li Shimin's praise is a bit heavy, maybe it was just Li Shimin's casual remarks on a whim, but the meaning of falling into other people's ears is different.

A small eunuch standing outside the hall glanced at Li Shimin unexpectedly, and immediately lowered his head, his eyes flickering.

Linchuan Yingying gave a gift: "My father has won the award." ”

Li Shimin looked at Gao Yang, who looked depressed, and said with a smile: "Gao Yang, you have to learn more from your sister, but you can't mess around every day, if you promise your husband's family in the future, no one will spoil you like your father." ”

Gao Yang was not high and pulled a long tone. "Know~ Dao~La~ My father wants to marry me off so soon, and he really doesn't like me, hum!"

Li Shimin was dumbfounded, even Linchuan was amused by Gao Yang, covering his mouth and chuckling.

"Haha! It seems that today is a coincidence, the two princesses are also there, and it just so happens that I have a poem to give to the two princesses. ”

Walking into the courtyard, the two of them laughed "haha" from afar.

The two walked up to Li Shimin and bowed.

"Minister, I've seen Your Majesty."

Li Shimin waved his hand casually, "Auxiliary, Xuanling doesn't have to be polite." ”

Gao Yang and Linchuan saluted the two, "I've seen Uncle Changsun, I've seen Uncle Fang." ”

The two are Fang Xuanling and the eldest grandson Wuji, famous rulers in the Zhenguan period.

The two of them are Li Shimin's right-hand men in court, and they are Li Shimin's personal friends in private, and the atmosphere during the Zhenguan period is relatively open, and Li Shimin does not pay much attention to the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, so the two are not restrained in front of Li Shimin, laughing, just like ordinary people.

Words such as "Your Majesty looks so good", "Today's weather hahaha" and the like.

"Hehe, since Uncle Eldest Sun and Uncle Fang are here, we won't disturb my father's discussion of the government, and my sister and I will go back first."

Although Gao Yang has a bit of a nonsense temperament, he is not a person who does not know the general situation, when he can play with his father, and when he should leave is still very clear, seeing the arrival of the eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling, he knows that his father must have something important to discuss with them, so he wants to leave with Linchuan.

"Her Royal Highness the princess is not in a hurry to leave, just now the old man said that there is a poem to give to His Royal Highness, you might as well listen to the old man before leaving." Seeing that the two princesses were leaving, the eldest grandson Wuji stopped them with a smile.

"Huh? It can't be that Uncle Eldest Sun has made another sour poem to show off in front of us, right? Gao Yang curled his mouth and complained.

This word made the eldest grandson Wuji's face darken, and he glared at Gao Yang angrily, but Gao Yang didn't care about it.

Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling were happy.

"Did you do any poetry some time ago? You might as well read it out and let us hear how sour it is, hahaha."

When the eldest grandson Wuji heard this, his old face was a little unbearable, and he kept coughing to hide his embarrassment.

"Ahem, ahem! This one... Some time ago, I made a poem in my spare time, and read it casually, and I put it without mentioning it, and I put it without mentioning it. Today I really have a good poem to give to the two princesses, and your highnesses have to listen to them. ”

"Okay, it's been a long time since I've listened to the auxiliary machine reciting poetry, and today has opened my eyes." Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling glanced at each other, and both looked at the eldest grandson Wuji with a smile.

"Ahem!" The eldest grandson Wuji coughed lightly, and said unhurriedly: "At the beginning of spring this year, Hebei Province encountered a strong wind and sand, which lasted for several days, killing more than ten people, more than 100 livestock, and covering countless fields. It can be expected that Hebei Province will inevitably harvest little at the time of this year's autumn harvest, and the people will be famine, which is a great disaster for the country. ”

Li Shimin lowered his face and nodded.

I don't know why, since he became the emperor, disasters have continued every year, and public opinion has risen everywhere, saying everything.

For example, complaining about Li Shimin's killing of his brother and usurping the throne, forcing his father to death and being retributed, there is everything, and what he says is not very good.

Whenever a disaster occurs, the grievances of the affected people have nowhere to go, so they have to sprinkle their brains on Li Shimin.

Li Shimin is also wronged, what does the natural disaster have to do with him? He just wants to be a good emperor, the years are quiet, and he is as gentle as ever.

As a result, God still relied on him, and the disasters that had not been encountered in a hundred years were forgotten on his head, if the Son of Heaven was the reincarnation of a real dragon, maybe Li Shimin was a fake dragon in his previous life......

I received such bad news at the beginning of spring this year, and disaster relief was not particularly difficult for Li Shimin.

Since the opening of the Tang Dynasty, the national strength has been continuously enhanced, and Li Shimin has governed the country well, and the national treasury has borne the disaster caused by the sandstorm in Hebei Province.

The difficult thing is how to calm down public opinion this time!

It is difficult to reconcile the public opinion, and the public opinion of the people is the most terrible.

People in this era are not highly educated, and their thinking is relatively high... Simple, it is easy to be bewitched by people with ulterior motives, and if the people are instigated, things will make a big fuss.

Some people and forces are waiting for such a thing to happen......

"Didn't the eldest grandson say that he wanted to recite poetry? How do you talk about state affairs? ”

Gao Yang's voice pulled Li Shimin back to reality, and he also looked at Eldest Sun Wuji suspiciously.

Yes, what about good poetry? What about poetry? What's the matter with you talking to me about state affairs here?

The eldest grandson Wuji sighed softly and looked up at the sky at forty or fifty degrees... Well, not so exaggerated.

"The old man said that these are not without intention, Hebei Province must have encountered such a disaster this year, there must be many people who can't eat enough, hey..."

The eldest grandson Wuji turned around and bowed to Li Shimin.

"Minister, I beg Your Majesty to give me ink."

Li Shimin's face gradually became a little serious.

Ink? The eldest grandson Wuji made this request, which shows that his poem is not simple, but the poem is used by the literati in their leisure time to help entertain and increase knowledge, does it need to be so grand?

Li Shimin glanced at the eunuch beside him, the eunuch's surname was Wan, he was a clever man, and immediately bowed and retreated.

After a while, several little eunuchs came out with a table and a pair of pens and ink, and placed them respectfully in front of the eldest grandson Wuji.

The eldest grandson Wuji picked up the pen, hesitated slightly, and wrote down four lines of poetry, which was the poem "Compassion for Nong" written by Chen Fei!

"I'll take a look, hehe, Uncle Eldest Sun must have made a sour poem... Hey? Compassion ~ Farming? Gao Yang's eyes widened and he read word by word: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is fortunate. This... This..."

After Gao Yang read it, several people present who had not heard this poem, including Li Shimin, were slightly surprised, this poem... Seconds!

Linchuan walked to Gao Yang's side and read the poem word by word, and unconsciously, his eyes were a little red.

"It is not easy to grow grain, and the people of Hebei Province have suffered natural disasters in vain, and the people's livelihood is suffering, but we..."

Lin Chuan shook his head halfway through speaking, and bowed to Li Shimin Yingying: "Father, my daughter begs to post this poem in her daughter's bedroom, and always remind her daughter that food is not easy to come by and should not be wasted." ”

Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling also walked to the eldest grandson Wuji and leaned down to watch the poem.

"This poem... The poem... Hiss! It looks simple and catchy to read, but the meaning inside is really profound, and it is the first time the old man has seen such a poem. To be able to make this poem shows that this man's literary skills must be very deep, I am afraid that he is not under us, and he must have had the experience of working in the fields. Auxiliary, you just said that you didn't make this poem, who is the author of this poem? Which Confucian is it in the current dynasty? Fang Xuanling was amazed by this poem and couldn't help but ask the eldest grandson Wuji.

Even Li Shimin sighed after reading it: "A few simple lines of words can explain the suffering of the people, this person does have some talent, and I also want to know who did it." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji deliberately bought a pass, as if he wanted to adjust the appetite of a few people, but did not answer, and continued to pick up the pen and write down a line.

"An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time."

The eyes of the few people gathered around the table were straight, and everyone was silent and speechless.

"It's a 'one inch of time and one inch of gold, and it's hard to buy an inch of time'! Could it be that it's all the same person? Li Shimin opened his mouth to break the silence.

The eldest grandson Wuji stroked his beard lightly and said slowly: "The person who made this poem, Your Majesty must have never heard of it, not even me. ”

"Auxiliary, you are not allowed to sell Guanzi, to tell the truth, I have been thirsty for talent since I took charge of the dynasty, how can such a talent not be used by me?"

"This person is an ordinary farmer in Yongle Village, Zhaoying County, surnamed Chen Mingfei, fifteen years old."