"And look at themselves? What have they done other than retelling what is in the books all day long, criticizing this and despising that? ”

"What a big face is that?"

Listening to this questioning that pointed directly at the soul, Prince Wenruo's little face was a little red.

Once upon a time, he was also the person in Huo Junyao's mouth, and there were many people who criticized this and looked down on that.

At this time, when she said this, he realized that except for those officials who were only in the court, and the scholars who taught and educated people everywhere in the people, it seemed that the vast majority of scholars were really useless.

Just because they are literate, they take up this huge resource, and they look down on anyone from above.

At this moment, he couldn't help but ask himself a question in his heart.

"Why?"

Seeing that it had almost collapsed, Huo Junyao didn't continue.

Didn't you see that this kid had lost his soul?

"Tell me why I asked you to watch those people come and go."

"I think you've already found some problems in your heart."

"The people in my hot spring villa are very different from the people in other places."

"Yes, Wen Ruo found that the people on Zhaode's cousin Zhuangzi are free and confident, joyful and hopeful."

"But the people in other places are far inferior, and even many people seem to be soulless and numb."

These are some of the things he has seen in the past few days, his brain is only ten years old, and he really can't understand why they are all ordinary people, and the gap is so big?

In particular, he also understood that a large part of the people in Huo Junyao's Zhuangzi were still refugees who fled at the beginning.

He had seen the outcasts, and knew their pity.

But in just two or three years, these people have changed too much.

On the other hand, many of the people he saw in other villages and towns were not homeless, and they also had some land at home, but they lived very numbly, and they were not as alive as the people in the hot spring villa.

"Do you know why?"

Prince Wen Ruo shook his head, he just couldn't figure this out.

"Because of those people, they don't see hope."

"Don't see hope? Why is this so? ”

"This is more complicated, I won't explain it here, just a few points, as for the rest, you have to see and feel it yourself."

As she spoke, she held up a finger and said; "The first point is the class I just mentioned, that is, the peasants and industrialists."

"As I said earlier, taxis take up the vast majority of resources."

"There are so many resources in a country, and if someone appropriates resources that shouldn't belong to them, then there will naturally be fewer people left."

"Let's talk about taxes, I remember that the Yu Dynasty had a rule that some scholars with fame do not have to pay taxes."

"Then only a small number of these famous scholars are officials in the imperial court, and more are still idle in the people."

"They don't need to do anything, the imperial court not only exempts them from taxes, but also gives out some money in a certain amount, and the benefits are excellent, which is good, right?"

Prince Wenruo nodded again and again, everyone knows that there are people to be read in the Yu Dynasty, not only them, but also many dynasties in the Yu Dynasty in the past are not like this?

But what's the problem?

"As I said just now, a country's resources are just that, especially now that the productivity is underground."

"So many people don't need to pay taxes, and the court is still supporting them, so where does the money come from?"

"As more and more scholars read, they can rely on their fame to be exempt from paying taxes, or to be supported by the imperial court."

"And you should know that in order to win over scholars, the vast majority of people with meritorious names are exempt from taxation."

"As there are more and more such people, the state will receive less and less taxes, and for the development of the country, taxes will definitely be even less."

"So where do these taxes come from?"

Prince Wen Ruo seemed to have thought of something, and a terrible thought popped up in his heart.

"That's right, then it can only come from the people."

"The people at the bottom work hard and get things that they can't even feed themselves and their families, year after year, can they not be numb?"

"If there is a disaster and there is no money, they can only sell the land, and as the land is gone, they will be more and more unable to support themselves and their families, or will they continue like this year after year, will they see hope?"

"What about those who read? You don't have to do anything, while enjoying preferential treatment, you have to block the way for the people to rise, this is something that people can do? ”

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Prince Wenruo knew what she meant.

The Yu Dynasty had the imperial examination, but the so-called imperial examination was only for those scholars who were facilitated, and more than ninety percent of the people admitted in each imperial examination were the children of the scholars, and the other one percent was also overwhelmingly related to the scholars and the children of the Han family.

The people can hardly see it.

Isn't this blocking the way for the people to rise?

With the benefits that the people dream of, and still doing things that block other people's roads, and letting the people work hard from generation to generation to support them, this is indeed a bit too shameful.

"The people don't want much, as long as they can see hope, they will work hard to live and fight."

"Although the vast majority of the people in my hot spring villa cannot participate in the imperial examination, they can see hope."

"Because their efforts can bring a good life to their families, they are very fresh."

"And the people you are talking about are numb because they don't see hope."

"Why is this so? The first is that the emperor has not done a good job, and the second is that those who are like bloodsuckers who are scholars are fueling the trouble. ”

Prince Wenruo's mind quickly recorded the words that Huo Junyao said, and at the same time thought about the truth of these words.

"Okay, that's all for this time, and you're thinking about it yourself."

"Since you came to study with me, then I should also arrange homework for you."

"The homework this time is very simple, after you go back, write an article, topic, how to let the people see the hope of life."

Hearing this, Prince Wenruo was busy and arched his hand; "Yes, Wen Ruo must think about it."

After lunch, Prince Wenruo left the Hot Spring Villa.

Since talking to Huo Junyao, he has always been a little absent-minded, constantly recalling the words Huo Junyao said in his mind and thinking about these things.

returned to the capital in a daze and entered the palace, Gao Fu was arranged by Emperor Zhaowu to the palace gate early.

As soon as he saw Prince Wenruo, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and saluted; "The old slave has seen His Highness."

"Father-in-law Gao is polite."

"Your Royal Highness, the emperor knows that you are back in the palace today, and specially asked the old slave to wait here, please go to the imperial study."

Prince Wenruo nodded and followed Gao Fu to the imperial study.