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Zhu Houzhao glanced at his father, but still showed no intention of stopping, and continued: "Father always said that he should understand the sufferings of the people. Dare I ask my father, do you really know the sufferings of the people?"
This is a man who would rather bear countless infamy and fight with ministers throughout history.
It is a stubborn stone that will not repent even if it is beaten to death.
At this time, Zhu Houzhao continued: "Why doesn't Father know?"
¡°¡¡± Emperor Hongzhi was a little angry.
But Zhu Houzhao continued calmly: "Because my father doesn't know how to wash clothes."
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"I'm afraid Father has never even made a fire, right?"
Emperor Hongzhi was actually unable to refute, becausehe really couldn't.
"Father doesn't even know how to peel potatoes!"
"This is not what an emperor should do." Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but retort.
"That's not right." Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said resolutely: "If the emperor doesn't truly experience these, then he will just talk about the suffering of the people, and the father's love for the people like his son, which he talks about every day, isn't it a joke? Usually, my father likes to teach his sons and ministers the way of saints."
"But the benevolent government in the way of saints, my father recites it every day, over and over again, day and night. I dare to ask my father, what is benevolent government?"
Emperor Hongzhi did not expect that his son would teach his father a lesson.
His self-esteem is somewhat unacceptable.
Zhu Houzhao was talking eloquently. At this moment, he looked very much like Wang Shouren, and seemed to have regarded Emperor Hongzhi as his student: "There is no empathy, self-righteousness, thinking that he knows the sufferings of the people, but such a person is From a high position, one word can decide the life and death of thousands of people. Father, isn't this ridiculous? My father doesn't know how to make fire, wash clothes, or make rice. I don't know where the rice comes from, but he decides to persuade farmers. , but instructing the state capitals all over the world to provide relief to the victims, isn¡¯t this ridiculous?¡±
"My father can't ride a horse or shoot an arrow. He doesn't even know anything about the life of the military households of the Ming Dynasty. He actually wants to decide wars and how to train the world's soldiers and horses. Isn't it ridiculous? "
"Father, it is actually very easy to know the sufferings of the people. But who can't say it in words? My father used to teach his children, of course it is easy. But to truly experience the sufferings of the people is very difficult, as difficult as climbing a mountain. God, no one without great wisdom and courage can do it.¡±
Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s face suddenly turned red.
This guy is basically pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, which is really the opposite.
But Zhu Houzhao was very serious, and he didn't bother to care what Emperor Hongzhi thought. Now that his father was asking questions, it was difficult to refute him. This feeling was good, and it gave him courage, and there were some things that he really didn't want to say!
So Zhu Houzhao said again: "What are the sufferings of the people? I have to get up before midnight, roll up the shop, and peel potatoesFather, look at"
Having said this, Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand and exposed the back of his hand. The several wounds on the back of his hand were dazzling.
Although the wound was healed, it was still shocking. Emperor Hongzhi was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Zhu Houzhao say: "This was cut during peeling. Does it hurt? It really hurts. But you have to peel it even if it hurts, because We have to live a good life. All we can eat now is mashed potatoes. I am lucky. This is Xishan after all, and life is better than that of ordinary people after all."
"My father should actually think that mashed potatoes are actually very delicious! But if my father is hungry for a day, or if he lets his father eat a bowl of yellow rice porridge, he will find it delicious. My son likes to eat it. Mashed potatoes, because I am too tired and hungry. I can¡¯t even think about making tea after eating. I have to go to work on the farm. From morning to night, no matter it is windy or rainy, cold winter or hot, I can¡¯t stop. Stop. We will go hungry! And the farmers are not motivated to cultivate because they rely on the imperial government's book to encourage farmers."
"For them, the imperial court is too far away. As long as the government does not come to cause trouble for them, then the imperial court is a good court and your majesty is a good emperor. Father, do you know that when those refugees talk about farming in the countryside in the past, what they are most worried about is What?"
"What?" Although Emperor Hongzhi was a little angry, he was still willing to listen to Zhu Houzhao's story.
Seeing the old god Zhu Houzhao speaking eloquently, Emperor Hongzhi actually had some illusions, as if he was talking to himself.The defeated rooster timidly said: "I seem to have taught you a little bit."
"Where is Wang Shouren?"
"Wang Shouren doesn't have it!" Fang Jifan was loyal, and he immediately vowed: "Wang Shouren is just my disciple, what kind of knowledge can he have?"
"Didn't you keep saying that the new learning was learned by Editor Wang, but now you say that he doesn't understand anything?"
"That'syes, the new learning is indeed the result of a bold and blind thought. I will be guilty of ten thousand deaths, and I will never dare to act arrogantly again"
"When you are guilty, the new learning is yours; when you are not guilty, it is your disciple Wang Shouren's. I really can't understand your stupid brain." Emperor Hongzhi said sternly.
"This" Fang Jifan thought about it carefully and said honestly: "Actually I can't understand it myself Your Majesty forgives me, the prince is indeed confused." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com