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Chapter 133 What is the way of a saint?

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    Wang Si was so angry that his beard was shaking, he suddenly shook his sleeves and left angrily.

    Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "Mr. Zhao, this old guy really doesn't understand current affairs."

    As a military general, Cheng Yaojin naturally disliked these civil servants. In fact, during the Zhenguan period, in addition to the aristocratic families, there were also two vague power groups above the court, namely the civil service group and the military attach¨¦ group, and they did not deal with each other.  .

    ??And judging from the current situation, Zhao Chen is hanging out more with the military attache group.

    Li Shimin was sitting not far away, watching this scene without saying anything. This Wang Si really disappointed him. He had considered letting him be the teacher of King Wei before.

    Not long after, Wei King Li Tai, Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chubi and others brought people over with watermelons in their arms.

    Many of the courtiers nearby stretched their necks and looked at the watermelons they were holding.

    "That's watermelon?"

    "There are watermelons in Zhao Manor?"

    "It's only May and there are watermelons here? No, how long has the Zhao Manor been established?"

    The courtiers around him were all dumbfounded.

    The weather now is already close to summer. To be honest, it¡¯s a bit hot, especially since it¡¯s almost ten o¡¯clock in the morning. I didn¡¯t drink a sip of water when I came here, so naturally I¡¯m a little thirsty.

    "Father, eat watermelon."

    Li Tai happily brought a green watermelon to Li Shimin, then dug it open and inserted a wooden spoon into it.

    "well."

    Li Shimin was very happy. He picked it up and ate it. It was extremely cold and very refreshing.

    "It's exactly the same as the ones we ate in Qingshui Village. Mr. Zhao cultivated another batch of watermelons so quickly?"

    Li Shimin asked with a smile.

    "No, Father, Mr. Zhao sent people directly to Qingshui Village to buy this. Mr. Zhao is purchasing most of the grain in the warehouses and cellars of Qingshui Village."

    "oh?"

    The eyes of the rest of the people, including Cheng Yaojin, immediately lit up.

    Yuchi Gong asked naively: "What is this?"

    "Big stupid cow, this is a watermelon."

    Cheng Yaojin stared at the watermelon, wishing he could just swallow it.

    "Old Cheng, don't forget that you ran to my toilet and had diarrhea after eating watermelon. You must restrain yourself this time."

    "Don't worry."

    Cheng Yaojin took the watermelon and took a big bite.

    Changsun Wuji looked at the watermelon in front of him, a little shocked.

    Although there were watermelons in the Tang Dynasty, watermelons were not a common thing.

    "Dad, eat quickly, I picked a big one for you."

    Changsun Chong whispered.

    Changsun Wuji looked shocked: "Chong'er, where did this watermelon come from, and why did it bear fruit so quickly?"

    "I don't know either. I followed them to the greenhouse to pick it. The greenhouse was very strange and full of all kinds of green vegetables and fruits."

    Qin Qiong also took a piece, tasted it, and her eyes lit up.

    "Eat quickly, there is still not enough."

    Zhao Chen yelled.

    This group of people were eating watermelons on the shore and hiding in the shade.

    There was another group of officials not far away, the group that jumped out to impeach Zhao Chen before, and the officials from the noble family, including Wang Si, none of them.

    They can only be exposed to the sun and watch them eat watermelon.

    It looks like it¡¯s delicious.

    Some officials couldn¡¯t help but swallow.

    Wang Si couldn't help but scolded him: "The prince-in-law is so narrow-minded, it's okay not to eat this watermelon."

    Zhao Chen looked up with a smile and said: "Old man Wang, I don't mean to give you food. Let's go and cool down."

    "Then, Zhao Chen looked at the group of scholars working in the sun. They were all sweating profusely in the fields, and they were pushing the plow forward hard.

    "Hurry up, you are dragging your feet one by one. Is this plowing? None of the donkeys in our manor production team can do ink like you."

    Changsun Chong¡¯s eyes widened in astonishment. Wasn¡¯t this what he was scolding himself for?

    No wonder there is a sense of familiarity.

    While Zhao Chen was eating, he said: "Just like you, you can't even cultivate an acre of land. Look at you, your limbs are not working hard and you can't distinguish between the grains. You still claim to have read poetry and books? I see that you all have a stick in your nose."  Garlic ¨C pretending to be a bishop.¡±

      The scholars looked up and saw Zhao Chen sitting there leisurely in the shade not far away, eating watermelon and pointing at himself.

    Some scholars were so angry that they said, "You!"

    Then, he fell directly into the field.

    "Oh, look at you, how bad your physical fitness is. It's only been plowing for a long time, and everyone has fallen down. Come on, pull him out and throw him out. He will faint even if he faints outside. I still need to do this."  Let¡¯s continue plowing, we can¡¯t delay.¡±

    The farmers who were watching the excitement not far away quickly stepped forward and did whatever Zhao Chen said.

    Wang Si was furious: "Don't go too far, consort!"

    "Master of the Ministry of Rites, may I ask what I did wrong?"

    Wang Si was extremely angry and pointed at Zhao Chen, but he was trembling and speechless.

    And Zhao Chen smiled and said: "Master Wang, you said that I went too far, but you can't tell me where I went too far. You should not go too far."

    "you!"

    Wang Si was so angry that he couldn't stand firmly, and his body was swaying, as if he was about to fall over.

    "Master Wang."

    The officials behind him quickly supported Wang Si.

    Zhao Chen threw away the watermelon rind: "You're still at this level, but you still want to trouble me. I really don't know how to write the word "death".

    The scene was a bit chaotic. Some scholars were so tired that they vomited blood and couldn't move the plow. Zhao Chen said again: "The plow can't move? Let's forget it. How good would it be to give up? How about reading your book comfortably?"  "

    Some scholars are still gritting their teeth and persisting.

    Hu Junliang still persisted. He was sweating profusely, but he was still plowing.

    Zhao Chen watched them plowing the fields leisurely. Among this large group of scholars, not many could persist.

    After a full hour, seeing that the morning time was about to end, Hu Junliang finished plowing the ground.

    "Consort, I've finished plowing."

    Zhao Chen looked at Hu Junliang and then at the land. It was indeed plowed.

    This person is somewhat restrained.

    "Yes, you are now qualified to ask me questions."

    Everyone's eyes were focused on Hu Junliang, and Hu Junliang took a step forward: "I still have the same problem as before. You don't believe in saints, but our country still governs the country according to the saint's way. Don't you think you are wrong?  Outrageous?"

    Li Shimin and others also looked at Zhao Chen. They had been waiting for so long just to see how Zhao Chen would answer this question.

    Zhao Chen calmly said: "Let me ask first, did your Majesty follow the methods of the saints to establish the Tang Dynasty?"

    Hu Junliang said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, with his unrivaled martial arts skills, conquered the world and founded the Tang Dynasty."

    "You also know that martial arts are unparalleled and you have used force to found a country, so why would you ask such a childish question?" Zhao Chen said unceremoniously: "Let me ask you again, what is the way of a saint?" (Remember the website address: www.  hlnovel.com
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