"If the girl asks, Xiaosheng will definitely be able to answer."

The young man was full of spirits, thinking that she was just a little girl and had nothing to learn.

What can you ask?

It's nothing more than a trivial matter for some parents.

Bai Luomei cleared her throat, "May I ask which dynasty and generation Mr. Xiao is from, and where is your husband?" ”

"Since I am the people under the rule of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, this kind of problem, a three-year-old child knows it, is it possible that the girl is just to ask Xiaosheng this?" The young man was disdainful, and he was even more determined in his conjecture.

As everyone knows, this is just the beginning.

Moment.

The corners of Bai Luomei's mouth raised, and she raised her eyebrows slightly at the young man, "Dare to ask Mr. Xiao, what are the three outlines and five constants?" ”

"The king is the minister, the father is the son, the husband is the wife, this is the three outlines, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith are the five constants!" The young man was proud, very smug, "These ......"

"If you know the three outlines and five constants, why don't you know the etiquette of the monarch and the minister, and don't know that you should serve the emperor as a minister?"

"Little sir, your husband dares to call him a great Confucian, but he doesn't even know this truth, and he is also worthy of the name of 'Great Confucian'?"

"As far as I know, your husband was once the champion of my dynasty, and the emperor appointed him as a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and he was a minister of my holy dynasty! But since your husband went home and was restricted, he has been stranded in the people, and he does not report on the emperor's orders. ”

"Scholars, the family rules the country and the world, and should do what you have learned all your life to seek the well-being of the people, dare to ask! Are you and your husband worthy of these three words? ”

Bai Luomei's words were sharp, and every word was solemn.

Hearing this, the young man blushed.

"My husband has already been a minister, and he doesn't ask about the ...... of the government"

"Could it be that Zhishi can ignore the rise and fall of the country?" Bai Luomei frowned, and justice was awe-inspiring, "Have you ever heard the sentence 'The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband'?" ”

"This ...... You are saying that this is ridiculous, my husband opened a academy to teach students, and he also used his own way to cultivate talents for the imperial court. ”

The young man was so anxious that his face was red, and he gradually lost the upper hand.

At the beginning, the world-famous Confucian Zhou Jingran was an official in the court, and then because of the death of Gao Tang, he went home to keep filial piety for three years, and then played a tribute to the court on the grounds of illness.

In fact, this person just can't stand the nine sons taking the heir, and he doesn't want to see the chaos in the court, resulting in chaos in the world.

The secluded world is not self-preservation.

That's right.

A man in his thirties and forties, dressed in a green robe, holding a paper fan in one hand and a scroll in the other, walked out of the small door.

"Sir, this girl is so rude......"

The young man blushed and ran to Zhou Jingran to complain.

Typical little kid who just looks for adults to reason.

Zhou Jingran looked at her with a straight face and expressionlessly, "What the girl said just now, in my ears, I think the girl is also a scholar, and she has her own views on the court situation, dare to ask the girl what she thinks of the chaos in the court today?" ”

After that, Zhou Jingran sat on the chair casually, put the scroll aside, and glanced sideways at the fourth master in the courtyard.

It seems to be waiting.

"Chaos?"

Bai Luomei pretended not to know, standing in front of him without any timidity, full of anger, "Today's saints are merciful, with benevolent politics to manage the world, all the princes share the worries for their fathers, and they all contribute to the prosperity of my Qing Dynasty, where is the chaos?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Jingran sneered, picked up the book and pretended to read.

"Mr.'s words are nothing more than nine sons seizing the heirs, causing the court to be unclear and the place to be chaotic," Bai Luomei sat aside, took a sip of tea, and was calm and calm.

"Can't the current emperor see the thoughts of the princes? Let them fight, is it really old, and the heart is more than enough but not enough? ”

The words made Zhou Jingran raise his eyes again.

Joke!

Anyway, she is also a modern scholar, and she is not a treasure of history, and she is easy to come by?

"According to the girl, this is a good thing?"

Zhou Jingran sneered, "The position of the prince has been decided, and the princes should follow the holy decree to assist the prince wholeheartedly. ”

"If you don't fight, how do you know who is really talented and who is the best outside?"

"In Mr.'s heart, is the prince really Mingjun?"

Bai Luomei was not in a hurry, and asked in turn.

If the crown prince is popular, talented and admirable, and gets along with all the brothers in harmony, how can the princes oppose the prince and rush to seize the throne?

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Jingran frowned and remained silent.

Bai Luomei said with a smile, "Mr. is a scholar, he should know that Zhu Biao, the son of Ming Taizu, if Zhu Biao does not die, Zhu Diyan can take the throne?" ”

"The big position, the capable live in it, and the virtuous live in it!"

"Although the fourth master is nicknamed the king of cold noodles, but looking at all the princes, who can compare to the fourth master in virtue? The little woman dares to say that one day, the fourth master will ascend the throne, and the world will be a different face, the people will be healthy, the ministers will perform their duties, and there will be very few things to be greedy for ink! ”

"Sir, don't you want to see such a grand occasion? Do you still have to stick to the old rites and honor the king of virtue? ”

Her voice was subtle, but sharp.

Even though she is afraid of the fourth master, it is undeniable that the fourth master is a rare gentleman, who has no big mistakes in his life and is diligent for the people.

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Jingran let out a long sigh, and looked at the fourth master in the courtyard with a solemn expression.

Isn't he waiting, waiting for peace to be restored in this world.

Bai Luomei said in a deep voice, "Today, even if Mr. is unwilling to help the fourth master and does not want to enter Beijing, one day, the fourth master will definitely be able to rely on his own strength to be recognized by the emperor, inherit the unification, and rule the people!" ”

"Are you so sure?"

Zhou Jingran was born white and pure, and he was bookish, but the two sword eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his eyebrows were slightly clustered, with a domineering spirit.

"Yes!"

"No one is perfect, no one is perfect, but the fourth master is stronger than many princes, and he has the people in his heart."

Bai Luomei said a word to the fourth master.

Zhou Jingran's eyes were like torches, and his voice was cold and hard, "You tell you to do this, aren't you afraid to send a letter to the prince in the next repair?" ”

Meanwhile.

A cold arrow suddenly shot, and Bai Luomei subconsciously pulled Zhou Jingran aside and dodged an arrow.

The next moment, more than a dozen black-clothed people poured in outside, surrounding the fourth master and his party.

Bai Luomei saw the fierce fight outside through the window, and quickly closed the doors and windows, "Stinky and shameless, come again, it's endless!" ”

"Sir, don't panic, there is the fourth master, you can be safe!"

The little girl is not chaotic.

On the other hand, Zhou Jingran's face did not change, and he lifted Erlang's legs and picked up the scroll leisurely, as if the fight outside had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, the voice of the fourth master sounded outside the door.

"Protect Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Jingran's eyes moved, and his hands paused slightly.

As a prince, it is rare to still care about the lives of the people.

Even though the fourth master knew that he would most likely not return to Beijing with him, he still ordered his subordinates to take the lead in guarding the hall to prevent the assassins from approaching.

It can be seen that he loves talents.