Isn't this a discount for his life?

Zhao Yao said to Mr. Meng, "I can't help it", and hurriedly returned the salute.

The emperor was very cunning, and when Mr. Meng finished saluting Zhao Yao, he walked over to help Mr. Meng up.

"Old Meng, you give such a big gift to Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi can't afford it."

Sun Kui, who was standing in the corner as a background board, heard the prince say this, and complained in his heart: Your Majesty, why don't you stop Old Man Meng from saluting the Tenth Highness before he bows to His Royal Highness? Isn't it too late for you to say this after he finishes his salute?

Zhao Yao nodded again and again in agreement with the emperor's words: "I can't afford it." After speaking, he returned the salute to Mr. Meng.

Old Mr. Meng hurriedly helped Zhao Yao up, and said with a loving expression: "Your Highness the Ten, please get up quickly." ”

Zhao Yao stood up straight and smiled at Mr. Meng obediently.

The emperor deliberately pretended not to know and asked Mr. Meng: "Old Meng, why did you make such a big gift?" ”

"Back to the emperor's words, the grass people are grateful to His Royal Highness Ten for making printing for the world's scholars, and for making the plough for the people of the world." Back then, when printing came out, Mr. Meng wrote several articles and several poems to praise printing.

A few years ago, Zhao Yao made a zigzag plough again, which shocked Mr. Meng again. Although he is a Confucian, he often farms on weekdays. He is not the kind of person who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, nor is he the kind of person who thinks that reading is noble and cannot go to the ground. On the contrary, he is very fond of farming, and he grows the grain and vegetables he eats.

It is because he knows the hard work and difficulty of farming, and his old man has always reminded and warned the world to cherish food. He often wrote articles or poems about farming, grain, vegetables, etc.

He also wrote books on farm work. He also exhorted the students not to only focus on reading, nor to think that those who study are superior to others, let alone look down on the people who work hard to farm. He often suggested that the students should take a walk around the land, and it is best to experience the difficulty of farming in person, so that they can know how to benefit the people when they enter the official career in the future.

Mr. Meng is a very simple person, not tidy with all the bells and whistles, and he is not like some people who sell their reputations. He doesn't think there's anything wrong with a scholar wanting to be an official, and he doesn't think it's bad for a scholar to have a heart for fame and fortune. He didn't think that a scholar who was a scholar was of noble character and nobler than a scholar who was an official. In his opinion, no matter what the purpose of studying, as long as it can save the world or help the world, or can benefit the people, it is a good thing.

He often told his friends or his students that he was not a great Confucian, nor was he superior or noble to others, but on the contrary, he was inferior to those who really did things for the people.

He also often mocked himself, saying that he had studied all his life's learning, but he had never done a good deed for the people. Back then, when he returned to the mountains and forests, he was actually escaping. He felt that he was a cowardly and shameful person, and he was not worthy of being a great Confucian admired by everyone.

When the first emperor canonized him as a great Confucian, he refused, he thought that he was not qualified, and until now he feels that he is not worthy of being a great Confucian.

During the years of retreat to the mountains and forests, Mr. Meng Lao not only studied knowledge, but also specialized in farm work. Since he farms the land himself, he understands the difficulties of farming, and he has always wanted to solve the problem of farming, but he can't do it.

A few years ago, Mr. Meng visited many old farmers with rich farming experience. The old farmers know when it is best to sow seeds, when it is best to plant rice, how to prevent pests, and many other things, but they do not know how to solve the difficulties of arable land and how to increase grain production......

Mr. Meng's seclusion is in a remote mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Quyuan plow made by Zhao Yao is the most suitable for cultivating the fields in the south of the Yangtze River. It makes ploughing a little easier and lighter.

In order to increase grain production, in addition to planting seedlings, in addition to fertilizing, in addition to irrigation, the most important thing is to cultivate the land. If the land is not cultivated well, no matter how good the seedlings are, no matter how good the fertilizer is, and enough rain, it will not increase the grain production.

Arable land is the most basic, the most difficult, and the most important part of growing food. The emergence of the curved plough really solved the problem of difficult cultivated land.

There was already more grain in the Jiangnan region than in other places, and the appearance of the Quyuan plough made the grain in the south of the Yangtze River several times.

In recent years, the granaries in Jiangnan have been filled with grain. Not only that, but the people's homes were also filled with grain. With surplus food at home, the people are at ease and no longer have to worry about going hungry. After experiencing the riots of the previous dynasty, there was no food to eat, and the people never wanted to experience it again.

Because of the appearance of Quyuan plow, the people were grateful to Zhao Yao. There are many people who call Zhao Yao, the Ten Highnesses, "reborn parents". Among the people, in the hearts of the people, Zhao Yao, the "unfavored" Ten Highnesses, has a high reputation.

A few years ago, because of the Marquis of Xuanping, they boasted everywhere about the military exploits of the acting king, and the acting king had a high reputation among the people, and the prince was far inferior to him. However, in recent years, the people are no longer grateful to the acting king who has made great achievements, but Zhao Yao.

Nothing is more important to the people than food. The Ten Highnesses have made their food more abundant, and the Ten Highnesses are their great benefactors.

Mr. Meng, who has always cared about people's livelihood, is naturally very grateful to Zhao Yao. The first stop of his old man's lecture was in the capital, on the one hand, because the capital was at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the best scholars in the whole week were in the capital. On the other hand, he wanted to meet the Ten Princes, who made things like printing and quyuan plows.

Before coming to the capital, Mr. Meng specially inquired about the Ten Princes and knew that he was an unfavored prince. He also learned that because his maternal grandfather's family did not have much power, there were no ministers in the court to see him.

Mr. Meng thought that he had the false name of Confucianism, and if he came to the capital to meet the Ten Princes, he would be able to help the Ten Princes more or less. However, when he saw Zhao Yao, he suddenly understood why the young Ten Princes could make so many good things that benefited the country and the people. He also discovered that His Royal Highness Ten was not as unfavored as the legend said, on the contrary, the emperor favored His Royal Highness Ten very much.

The emperor's eyes on the ten princes were full of doting love, and he couldn't fake it. It seems that the rumors can't be true.

Mr. Meng asked Zhao Yao very politely how he made things such as printing, new paper, and quyuan plows.

Zhao Yao said that these things suddenly popped into his head, and then he made them. When he said that, it wasn't a lie, because it was something in his head.

Here, Mr. Meng was having a good conversation with Zhao Yao. Over there, Li Fushu received an article sent by the prince.

The emperor was studying in Taixue, and the prince didn't dare to come over, so he had to send the articles and poems he had written first. The prince still hopes to meet Mr. Meng. Even if Mr. Meng didn't accept him as a student, as long as he could meet with Mr. Meng and chat and talk, he would be satisfied.

In the East Palace, the crown prince was supposed to be dealing with political affairs, but he didn't have the heart to watch these twists and turns now.

The Eighth Prince sat at another table, also watching the recital. He suddenly heard the prince's sigh, so he raised his eyes and asked with concern, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

The prince was a little apprehensive in his heart: "Eighth brother, do you think that the articles and poems I wrote can really be favored by Mr. Meng?" ”

"Big brother has been restless and worried about this?" The eighth prince had long seen that the crown prince had been wandering.

The prince nodded admittedly: "Hmm." ”

"Big brother, do you want to see Mr. Meng like that?"

The crown prince heard that the Eighth Prince's tone was full of banter, and he gave him a very indecent look.

"In public and private, I want to see Meng Lao." As he spoke, he let out a long sigh, and then his face turned grim, "Eighth brother, this is the best opportunity, do you understand?" ”

The Eighth Prince understood the meaning of the prince's last sentence. He nodded and said, "Big brother, Elder Meng is going to stay in the capital for a while, I believe that Elder Meng will definitely be willing to see you when he sees your sincerity." ”

"You're right, during the time that Meng Lao stayed in the capital, I want Meng Lao to see my sincerity." The crown prince said, "I want him to know that I want to see him not only for power, but also for learning." I'm also serious about learning, and I have a lot of questions I want to ask him. ”

"Big brother, I believe that Elder Meng will be moved by your sincerity."

The prince smiled and said, "I think so too. After saying this to the Eighth Prince, the prince suddenly had confidence in his heart, and his eyebrows, which were still frowning, stretched out at this moment.

"Big brother, no matter what, Elder Meng will definitely not see the acting king."

The crown prince pointed at the eighth prince and scolded him with a smile: "Eighth brother, you are really getting more and more narrow. ”

The Eighth Prince said with an innocent face: "I am telling the truth. ”

"If I can't see Meng Lao, don't even think about seeing Meng Lao." The crown prince said, his expression became serious, "That's why I really want to see Meng Lao." "As long as he sees Meng Lao, and the acting king does not see Meng Lao, the acting king will not be his opponent.

"Big brother, Elder Meng will definitely see you, don't worry too much."

"Eighth brother, you said that Meng Lao wanted to see the tenth brother because of the things that the tenth brother made, why did you say that Meng Lao cared about the things made by the tenth brother?" The prince still can't figure it out and can't understand it.

Hearing the crown prince ask, a touch of coldness crossed the eyes of the eighth prince, but his face was still gentle.

"Big brother, you forgot that Meng Lao is very concerned about farming, and he has written a lot of books on farming."

"That's right, after Meng Lao returned to the mountains and forests, he went to the field to grow vegetables and grain by himself." Hearing what the Eighth Prince said, the crown prince remembered that there was such a thing.

"Meng Lao once wrote a book on how to farm, he started from cultivating the land, and he also lamented in the book that it is not easy to cultivate the land."

The prince shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." "He hasn't read any of the books or articles written by Meng Lao on farming.

"Big brother, if you read it, you will know why Meng Lao wants to see the tenth brother." The Eighth Prince said again, "Compared to the Great Confucian, Meng Lao prefers others to call him [Old Farmer]." ”

"I don't understand that." The prince frowned slightly and said, "Meng Lao is not a peasant, he is a great Confucian. I don't understand why he cares so much about farming, he should care about learning. ”

"Big brother, do you think the world is the world of scholars?"

"Yes, I don't agree with Grandpa Huang's sentence that the world is the world of the people."

The eighth prince thought to himself: If my father knows that you think like this, I am afraid that you will be abolished as the crown prince.

"A reader is a reader, and a farmer is a farmer." The prince said with a serious face, "A scholar cannot be a farmer, and a farmer cannot be a scholar. ”

"Big brother, do you think that scholars should not go to the fields to farm, and farmers should not study?"

"To each his own duty."

When the Eighth Prince heard this, the moment he lowered his head, his eyes were very cold.

"Eighth brother, don't you think so?"

The moment the Eighth Prince raised his head, his expression was as usual, and his eyes were warm.

"That's what Big Brother said."

Seeing that the Eighth Prince agreed with him, the Prince smiled with satisfaction.

"Meng Lao ...... in this regard, "He is a junior, and it is not good to say that Mr. Meng is not, so he didn't say any more." When he saw Meng Lao, he tactfully reminded Meng Lao and asked him not to care too much about farming.

The Eighth Prince didn't speak, but he sneered in his heart.

"The tenth brother is still a child, and he doesn't like to study on weekdays, he met Meng Lao, but he was afraid that he couldn't talk to Meng Lao well, and maybe he would make Meng Lao unhappy." Meng Lao should have seen him.

"Big brother, my father is here, it's going to be fine."

"Father, the emperor ...... "The prince wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it." Never mind. He sat back down at the table and continued to read the folds.

Seeing that the crown prince did not speak again, the eighth prince did not speak again, lowered his head and pretended to continue to deal with things.

As the crown prince, but you said such a thing, no wonder your father is becoming more and more dissatisfied with you.

In the past few years, the crown prince has really become more and more stupid, so stupid that the eighth prince is about to lose control of himself.

After looking at the folds for a while, the prince glanced at the hourglass on the table again, and found that it was almost noon. shouted outside the door: "Lu Cong." ”

Lu Cong heard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince calling him, and hurriedly walked in: "Your Highness." ”

The crown prince asked, "Father, have they returned?" ”

Lu Cong replied respectfully, "Not yet." ”

"Haven't come back yet?" The prince was shocked, "It's almost noon, and the father and emperor haven't come back yet?" ”

"Nope."

The prince waved his hand to Lu Cong, and Lu Cong retreated respectfully.

The Eighth Prince smiled: "It seems that my father and Meng Lao have a very happy conversation." ”

"I don't know what my father and Meng Lao talked about?" The crown prince was curious, he wanted to know if his father had talked to Meng Lao about him or the acting king. Did Meng Lao talk to his father about Confucianism?

The Eighth Prince shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

"I don't know if Li Servant sent my articles and poems to Meng Lao's hands."

"Big brother, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

This time, Mr. Meng Lao came to the capital to give a lecture, which made the prince very concerned and made him very anxious.

The prince said in a joking tone, "Let's eat tofu later." ”

"Big brother, you ......" the eighth prince smiled helplessly.

In Taixue, the emperor was playing chess with Mr. Meng and chatting with Mr. Meng at the same time. The two talked about people's livelihood from poetry and songs.

When talking about people's livelihood, the two had a lot of same opinions, so they chatted a few more words, chatting and chatting until noon. When the emperor saw that it was time for lunch, he stayed behind to have lunch with Mr. Meng.

When the emperor and Mr. Meng were playing chess and chatting, Zhao Yao did not leave, but sat beside them and watched them play chess. However, when I looked at it, I fell asleep on my stomach. He pretended to be asleep at first, but he didn't expect to really fall asleep later.

Zhao Yao was woken up by the emperor's pinching of his face, and the emperor scolded him with a few words, he didn't matter.

During lunch, the emperor and Mr. Meng were still chatting about people's livelihood, and Zhao Yao sat aside and ate obediently.

After lunch, the emperor took Zhao Yao back to the palace.

Except for when they first met, Mr. Meng said some words to Zhao Yao, and then his old man did not talk to Zhao Yao again. Of course, it did not happen that Mr. Meng wanted to accept Zhao Yao as a student, as Tongxi guessed.

On the carriage back to the palace, the emperor looked at Zhao Yao and asked, "Stinky boy, do you want to be a disciple of Mr. Meng?" ”

Zhao Yao said without thinking: "I don't want to." ”

Although he had long guessed that the youngest son would say this, seeing that he didn't hesitate to say that he didn't want to, the emperor still raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you want to?" ”

"I don't like to read." The reason given by Zhao Yao was very simple and rude.

"Do you know how many people want to be Meng Lao's disciples?"

Zhao Yao glanced at the emperor, and said in a tone full of indifference: "What does it have to do with me, I don't want to." ”

"You should know the benefits of being an old disciple of Meng."

"I know, but I still don't want to." Although the father and son did not pierce the layer of paper, the father and son spoke much more directly. "Father, you don't want me to be Mr. Meng's disciple, do you?"

"It's not that I asked you to do it, but that Meng Lao wants to accept you as a disciple."

"I don't believe it, I don't see his old man's idea of accepting me as a disciple." Zhao Yao said, "And he didn't tell me." "Could it be that when he fell asleep before, Mr. Meng told his father?

The emperor asked, "What would you do if Elder Meng told you in person that he wanted to accept you as a disciple?" ”

"Thank him for his kindness, but I don't want to be his disciple."

The emperor stretched out his hand and knocked Zhao Yao's little head, and scolded with a smile: "I know that you stinky boy is not promising." ”

"I'm not going to make it." Being a disciple of Mr. Meng is not looking for something for yourself.

"Stinky boy." The emperor rubbed Zhao Yao's little face angrily.

Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and fought back. Father and son are in the carriage, you pinch my face, I pinch your nose, and the joke stops for a while.

Lying on the emperor's lap, Zhao Yao said with a flushed face: "Father, the twisted melon is not sweet, don't force me to be Mr. Meng's disciple." ”

The emperor pinched his youngest son's face again, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Can I force you?" ”

Hearing the emperor say this, Zhao Yao knew in his heart that the emperor would not force him.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep for a while." Zhao Yao buried his face in the emperor's stomach.

The emperor patted Zhao Yao's back and said softly, "Sleep." ”

Zhao Yao hugged the hand around the emperor's waist, and he didn't feel the force. He rubbed the emperor's stomach coquettishly, and then closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

The emperor looked down and saw that his youngest son was already asleep, he was slightly surprised, and scolded in a low voice: "Is this kid a pig, just sleep when you say it." He scolded like this, but he changed his posture to make Zhao Yao sleep more comfortably in his arms.

After the emperor left, Li Fushu hurriedly took the articles and poems sent by the prince to Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng didn't rush to look at it, but put it aside first.

The prince had been waiting for Mr. Meng's reaction after reading the articles and poems he had written. He thought that Mr. Meng would see him immediately after seeing him, but he waited until tomorrow and did not wait for Mr. Meng to see him.

Zhao Yao: Absolutely not to be a student of Meng Lao,

Prince: I'll do it! I do! I'm willing to do it!

In the end, I still ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a tip! Leave a message!