Guo Jingzhong heard the displeasure in the emperor's cold joke, and said with a smile: "Look, the reverse scale of His Majesty is this country." But if someone wants to let Da Ming go on another path, His Majesty can't help it. Isn't that 'me' to see? ”

Zhu Cihong had a headache and said, "The teacher said he was laughing." My family has been carried by heaven for 300 years, how can I see the heir take the Ming Dynasty to the road of no return? ”

"Who knows if there will be no return." Of course, Guo Jingzhong knew that it was impossible for the emperor to become a monk with him, so he smiled and returned to the main point: "Actually, the crown prince is just young and has little knowledge. Wasn't Fu Zhenshan also a defender of Buddhism back then? Isn't he also a Taoist with a strong heart now? ”

"What do you mean, let him go out and have a look?" Zhu Cihong said: "It's not that I haven't arranged it, but he seems to have developed a prejudice, and he doesn't think that the study of Confucius's life is the main point." ”

"Confucianism also has the study of the world, and if it is separated from this world, where does it come from?" Guo Jingzhong said with a smile: "Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, let him take a look, and he will naturally find the path." The Spring and Autumn Period is prosperous, why bother? ”

Although Zhu Cihong got the answer, he was still a little skeptical.

Just when Zhu Cihong thought that everything that the master should have said was finished, Guo Jingzhong spoke again: "Your Majesty, can you record what you think and think in your life and leave it for your children?" ”

Zhu Cihong was taken aback. He didn't even know about writing a diary, but even Lu Suyao, who was with him, really had magical powers?

"It seems that His Majesty is such a wise and martial artist, and the only thing that can be a son is to worship and worship, where is he willing to disobey? Most of the time it is still the training of His Majesty in the court on weekdays, which is contrary to the art of the emperor. Guo Jingzhong saw that in his eyes, he still looked confused, and his old voice was almost murmuring.

The art of the emperor takes Han Fei as the ancestor, and some people take the ghost valley as the originator, no matter what. This science has never been hidden and cannot be revealed. Only in the real troubled times can someone learn some fur and come out to deceive.

For example, Xu Jie, Zhu Cihong has always felt that he is a person who is proficient in the art of the emperor, and it can be said that he played with a shrewd emperor like Emperor Jiajing, and finally presided over the edict of Emperor Jiajing. The imperial power was cut off and held in the hands of the cabinet. However, such a person is a scholar on the surface, and no one can grasp his handle as a real Confucian scholar.

If it weren't for the bookstores of later generations full of such books, Zhu Cihong probably wouldn't have had a clear understanding. But whether it is thick black learning or imperial art, only master and apprentice have passed it on, but they have never seen a father and son inheritance.

Zhu Cihong wrote his diary in the hope of using case teaching to let the heirs understand his way of thinking. Ensure that Da Ming moves forward on the trajectory he delineated, and there are naturally things on the dark side during the period, and considering the social environment at the time, there are probably more things on the dark side than imagined.

If these tricks are handed over to the son, what will the son think of his father?

Taking a step back, even if the father and son cherish each other, the son will not feel that the father is a hypocritical and cruel person, but as a father. Do you really want to see your son become a hypocritical and cruel person who puts interests first?

Mencius once accused Song Yu of advocating thin burials on the one hand. On the one hand, he buried his mother thickly, saying that this was a villain's act, but in fact it was human nature. Everyone has something they are willing to give for, but when this kind of dedication extends to the most personal, they will hesitate.

Do not do unto others as you would have them do unto you, in fact do unto yourself. Nor should it be inflicted on others, this is what a mature personality should do.

Therefore, Zhu Cihong has never taken out his diary, let alone let his sons realize the hardships of the world too early.

"I finally know the mood of Emperor Taizu Gao's thorn throwing." Zhu Cihong sighed.

Zhu Biao, the prince of Yiwen, once admonished Zhu Yuanzhang and asked his father not to kill heroes indiscriminately. Zhu Yuanzhang threw the wattle on the ground and asked Zhu Biao to pick it up. Zhu Biao flinched—of course. It may not be that he is afraid of the thorns, or he may not dare to further disobey his father. So Zhu Yuanzhang said a very classic sentence: "If you are afraid of pricking your hands, I will help you pull out the thorns, what else do you have to talk nonsense?" ”

Zhu Cihong now deeply feels the helplessness of Emperor Taizu Gao, as a father's sacrifice, he is always ignored by children who have their own opinions, and even feels that they are not proper and beautiful enough. He recalled a piece of Zhu Ziqing's prose that he had read back then, the name had been forgotten, but one sentence appeared in his mind like mud and sand brought up by stirring water:

“…… I was so clever at the time, I always felt that he didn't speak very beautifully, and I had to interject myself,......"

- In my past and present lives, I'm afraid I've been a little too smart.

Zhu Cihong thought of the two fathers at the same time, and fell into deep thought.

"Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, only when you become a parent can you know how much blood and tears are in this sentence." Guo Jingzhong laughed, quite a little schadenfreude.

"What shall I do with it in wisdom?" Zhu Cihong asked.

"From the perspective of the monks, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so how can I care if they flood after I die?" Guo Jingzhong said with a smile.

Zhu Cihong shook his head: "This kind of wisdom is not something I can accept. Please be secondary. ”

"Parents give birth to people, heaven and earth are made, handsome is my son, but stupidity is not my son? Leave him alone. Guo Jingzhong restrained his smile.

Zhu Cihong was a little painful. To tolerate his son to embark on Chongzhen's old path, in his opinion, he not only gave up his son, but also gave up his own efforts and achievements. The greatest tragedy of the realist is that once his reality is broken, he no longer has the meaning of being.

"Please wait again." Zhu Cihong said.

Guo Jingzhong hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Your Majesty said it yourself just now, let's do the story of Jingtiao." ”

Zhu Cihong was a little frightened in a trance.

Emperor Taizu Gao plucked out the thorns on the thorns, and also led the Ming court to lose many fierce generals, and was finally overthrown by Chengzu Zhu Dishun and replaced the imperial line. It can be said that the root of Fengtian's Jingjing was planted by Emperor Taizu Gao, who made him regard others as threats to the throne from the beginning, how could this mentality not be transmitted to Emperor Jianwen?

"Nope." Zhu Cihong still shook his head: "The Ming Dynasty is only stable now, and it has not yet been consolidated. If there is another Fengtian appeasement, there may be changes in Turkic, Jiaozhi, Japan, Korea and other places. ”

"That majesty xià ......"

"I'd better go back and think about it, and then I'll see it first." Zhu Cihong smiled bitterly: "Back then, I was also too attentive to the prince, and I wanted to cultivate him into a character in my mind, but I didn't expect that his own mind should not be underestimated. ”

"The heart is ape, and it cannot be restrained without great wisdom." Guo Jingzhong said with a smile.

Zhu Cihong sighed, and could only admit that he really lacked wisdom.

……

"Mr. Tian, please wait."

When Zhu Cihong went to Baiyun Temple to visit the Tao alone, Zhu Hegui finished the morning class patiently as usual. This is a physics class, and the teacher is the same Professor Tian I met on the train. Zhu Hegui stood up, even as the crown prince, he didn't dare to have the slightest disrespect for his husband.

Tian Shuang stopped, a little surprised.

He was a Jinshi in Chongzhen for 17 years, and he received a traditional education since he was a child. After driving to Shandong, the Jinshi was very strict, and he worked part-time in the technical college, which can be regarded as receiving a new education. In ordinary schools, it is not uncommon for students to ask questions after class, but in Zongxue, there are not many such students. He could feel that these clan lords and disciples were even more afraid of him.

"Your Highness." Tian Shuang responded.

"Mr. Tian, I would like to ask some questions outside of class." Zhu Hegui walked up to Tian Shuang and asked, "I wonder if Mr. has time?" ”

"Your Highness, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Of course, Tian Shuang would not turn away the crown prince.

"Mr. Tian, please." Zhu Hegui imitated his father's movements and demeanor, and asked Tian Shuang to go to the garden outside the classroom. Other students who were originally going to play in the garden avoided this and were quite sensible.

Tian Shuang only felt that there was really a shadow of the crown prince in his immaturity, so he couldn't help but go out with him.

"Mr. Tian," Zhu Hegui walked outside, sniffing the aroma of flowers and plants, "I have one thing that I have never figured out. ”

Tian Shuang was a little surprised, thinking that there was something he hadn't explained clearly in class, and said nervously: "Your Highness, although you say it, Weichen will try his best to explain." ”

"The art of physical chemistry is the study of things, but how to achieve conscience?" Zhu and Guidao.

Tian Shuang was instantly overturned by thunder.

"Your Highness," Tian Shuang licked his lips, "There are two kinds of Confucianism. One is the great Confucianism who pursues learning, has a clear mind, and understands the holy way; One is to use the Four Books and Five Classics as a stepping stone, and the goods are with the emperor's little Confucian. Unfortunately for Wechen, it is the latter. ”

Zhu Hegui was even more confused: "But isn't Mr. also doing learning?" Isn't it also in Gewu? Isn't it for the sake of conscience and for the sake of the best? ”

Tian Shuang took a breath and said, "Your Highness, Weichen will try to say it." He paused before he said, "The Holy Lord has divided the applied credits of the world into two categories: natural sciences and social sciences. On top of this, there is philosophy, the study of the sages and sages. Philosophy should be based on the natural and social sciences, and then seek the conscience for goodness. Weichen is doing the study of natural sciences, and he is not enough to study philosophy. ”

Tian Shuang originally thought that he would disappoint the crown prince, but he can't fool his children, especially the children who will be emperors in the future.

Who knew that Zhu Hegui's eyes were full of light when he heard this, and his words were excited, and he muttered: "Yes, why didn't I see it?" Why didn't I see it! ”

Tian Shuang was so frightened that cold sweat remained: What did I say? made this young master seem to be enchanted.

Zhu Hegui didn't know the apprehension in Tian Shuang's heart, bowed deeply to the end, and said: "Mr.'s words suddenly made me feel like an empower, and the doubts in my heart suddenly disappeared, thank you Mr. for your advice!" ”

"Your Highness...... The words are serious...... Tian Shuang hurriedly returned the salute, but this time it was his turn to be confused. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm going to go out all day today, update early, thank you for your support.