retaliate

Chapter 1504 Eat soil
Changan.

In the East Palace.

Several gentlemen are discussing business.

"Lang Shiren was executed."

Originally, the prince had six gentlemen, but now there are only five people in the room.

Fang Jian, who was as thin as a gust of wind, ran away with a dry cough, "The old man went to ask. Han Ze said that Lang Shiren bewitched His Highness, which made His Majesty angry and executed him. What do you think about this matter?"

The chubby and kind Han Zheng said: "To be honest, Lang Shiren's induction was a bit too much. He often hinted that His Majesty killed too much, and let the prince write those sensitive articles. Where is he trying to guide the prince?"

Fang Jian sighed, "I am also responsible for this matter."

"In His Majesty's eyes, we are all just standing by and watching." Han Zheng said coldly: "The old man wanted to make a move at the time, but you just said don't mind your own business. Now that Lang Shiren was killed, Your Majesty may have a different opinion of you. .Mr. Prince, I don’t think it will be long before I will be kicked out.”

The Prince and Taifu are all vacant now. According to outside speculation, there is a high probability that they will be Liu Qing and others.

But as the real gentlemen of the prince, the future of these few can be said to have been locked.

The system of the Tang Dynasty is very open, and the East Palace also has its own set of troops. After this set of people is mature, it will be the prince's arm when he ascends the throne, that is, the important ministers in the future court.

After the emperor defeated Shi Zhongtang, how many people wanted to be A Liang's husband?
Countless!

Everyone hopes to realize their ambitions through the name of Mr. Prince, or to make a fortune.

The emperor picked three and four, and finally chose six people.

Lang Shiren left the teacher before he was successful.
It stands to reason that there are more monks and less porridge, and the fewer people there are, the more benefits will be shared.

But Han Zheng and the others were a little embarrassed.

"In other words..." a gentleman said in a low voice: "From the matter of Lang Shiren, His Majesty has been paying attention to the crown prince and us. Ask yourself, we are also responsible for this matter, but why does His Majesty not move us?"

The other gentleman stroked his beard and smiled: "We are all well-educated people, and His Majesty is reluctant and afraid. If we are expelled, how will the scholars of the world view Your Majesty and the Crown Prince?"

"Yes!"

Mostly because they felt that they had landed safely, the gentlemen laughed happily.But Fang Jian kept a cold face.

"Mr. Fang, this is..."

Fang Jian looked at the crowd slowly, "You said that His Majesty would be jealous of us and would not give up on us. Don't forget, when he was in Northern Xinjiang, His Majesty drove all those gentlemen back home in order to promote his knowledge.

That's northern Xinjiang, a desert of learning, how precious is it, sir?And here is Chang'an, where a single brick can hit a scholar.Will His Majesty miss us?Think too much! "

"Tsk! Then what do you think His Majesty means?" someone asked.

"In the beginning, we taught the prince complicated content, but His Majesty kept sending people to reduce the content of our teaching, and the time was getting less and less. Think about it carefully, does the prince spend more time with us, or with His Majesty? How many hours are there?" Fang Jian asked.

A gentleman rubbed his forehead, "The crown prince spends most of the time at His Majesty's side every day, and the old man still complains, saying that he has neglected a lot of homework. This is..."

"Wait and think about what we taught the prince now?" Fang Jian sneered.

Han Zheng looked stern, "What we teach are the most basic things..."

"You still don't understand?" Fang Jian patted the table, his skinny face turned red, "We teach the prince some ordinary things that can't be ordinary, these things are more than enough for the teachers and professors in the school, so why use us? "

These people are all well-known and well-educated people in the contemporary era, and it is really humiliating to compare them with the gentlemen in the school.

Han Zheng sighed: "So that's how it is... Our teaching the prince is just a name. The so-called gentleman is just an excuse for His Majesty to deal with the outside world. The real gentleman of the prince is His Majesty!"

……

Ah Liang is looking at the battlefield after the war.

Countless rebel captives knelt on the ground obediently, waiting for the officers and soldiers to kick in the past before getting up, and obediently lined up to follow.

Ah Liang went up and asked a prisoner, "Why did you follow the conspiracy?"

The prisoner didn't know him, but seeing the horned dragon guards beside A Liang who were strong and staring at him unkindly, he couldn't help but knelt down with a shiver.

"Get up and talk." A Liang was influenced by his father and didn't like it.

Later, Jiang Cunzhong said: "The prince learned well from His Majesty, look, how tolerant."

"Your Majesty doesn't like people kneeling down to worship him, but don't forget that whenever those nobles bow down, His Majesty always slows down and asks them to kneel for a while longer." Pei Jian felt that the emperor looked down on those nobles from the bottom of his heart.

The prisoner got up, bowed his waist and said: "The villain doesn't know why, he only knows what the master tells the villain to do, and the villain will do it."

"Then, why did your master let you die?" the prince asked.

A look of despair appeared on the prisoner's face, "The villain...has to die."

"Is that so?" A Liang nodded, the prisoner saluted, and quickly followed the team.

"This is man." The emperor's voice came from behind.

"Aye, why do some people live numbly, while others live ambitiously?"

"Most numb people live at the bottom of this world. Their ancestors have lived in this way for generations, and they feel that they will also live in this way, all for the so-called master. When a person can see from birth When his future is gloomy and he cannot counterattack, he can only be numb. Otherwise, there will be endless pain waiting for him."

"Oh! Then...those ambitious people are also because of desire. They see their future from birth, but their future is rich and noble! Why don't those numb people have no desire?"

"Nazy people also have desires, but their desires will never be realized, so they are numb. But those who are ambitious hold a lot of resources. The more people have, the greater their ambitions, understand?"

"I understand." A Liang said: "On the one hand, the desire is too low, and on the other hand, the desire is too high. Aye, how to solve this problem?"

"Balance," said the emperor.

"balance?"

"Suppress those who hold too many resources, and distribute some of the resources in their hands to the numb people at the bottom, so that they can see hope and give birth to desire."

"Oh!" Ah Liang looked a little enlightened, but he didn't fully understand.

"Desires are not all bad things. Desires can drive this world forward." The emperor said: "Being a father can continue to teach you, but many things require more than just teaching, but more understanding. What is learned on paper will eventually become superficial. Knowing that this matter has to be done.”

The prince saluted, "Yes, my child understands."

The emperor touched the top of his head, "My son should understand a truth."

The prince stood with his hands tied.

The emperor paced slowly with his hands behind his back, "All the problems in this world come from desires. Desires can drive people forward, but too much desires can lead to huge disasters. So how to control desires and how to regulate various groups desire, this is what the emperor will do."

Jiang Cunzhong covered his forehead, "I'm dumbfounded."

"This is the art of the emperor." Pei Jian understood, "Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty without desire is a pool of stagnant water. The Tang Dynasty with too much desire will be a disaster."

The emperor patted A Liang on the shoulder, "Go son, go and look around."

A Liang nodded, and led more than a dozen guards to find the captives for questioning.

"Does Your Majesty want to teach the prince to understand the human heart?" Han Ji did not know when he came behind the emperor.

"Understanding people's hearts is the most difficult lesson in this world to learn. A born emperor must master this lesson perfectly. I don't want A Liang to be exposed to these things at a young age, but this is fate."

The emperor turned back, "I told him the danger of too much desire, and I sat in the place with the most desire in the world. Old Han, the emperor's seat is not easy to sit on, it's like walking on thin ice!"

……

The battle in Guanzhong started quickly and ended quickly.

In Chang'an, except for a few people, no one knew where the emperor and the crown prince had gone.

The emperor took the prince around in Guanzhong.

They wandered around in the city, chatted with women in the market, and listened to those old people telling ancient stories; they wandered in the countryside, and fled in embarrassment after being chased by dogs.After entering the village, they went to see the hog pens, the cattle pens, herding cattle, farming, and listening to the old people talking about those years...

"...Those days! It's really not human. When the green leaves are green, the family should go out to farm and drink a bowl of thin soup, and those who don't go out should lie on the bed and try not to move..."

This is a small village in Guanzhong. Under the big tree at the head of the village, a few old people are displaying antiques, while the emperor and the prince are squatting beside them and listening.

The prince was fascinated by what he heard, and asked, "Why didn't you move?"

The ancient old man had deep wrinkles on his face, and said with a smile, "If this person doesn't move, he will be hungry slowly. If he moves, he will be hungry quickly."

"Is it so bitter?" There was pity in the prince's eyes.

"That's not a complaint." The old man looked at the father and son, and the father looked like a villager.

The villagers are very particular about the squatting method, the buttocks must almost stick to the calves... and it takes years of squatting to do this, otherwise your knees will not be able to bear it, and you will not be able to squat down.

The emperor squatted very naturally, his buttocks were standardly close to his calves, and he looked quite comfortable, as if he could squat forever.

The old man picked up the earthen bowl with a hole in the ground, took a sip of rough tea, smashed his mouth, and chewed the tea in his mouth, "Back then! There was nothing to eat, everyone's eyes turned green from hunger, what are you looking at?" I ate all the green ones. After eating these, I was still hungry, so I peeled the bark and boiled it. But the bark was also stripped..."

"Then what should we do?" The prince seemed to have seen the tragic scene, "What to eat?"

"Eat dirt!"

……

Later, the emperor took the prince to find a place and ordered the guards to dig up the surface soil.

There is white clay underneath, A Liang asked; "Aye, what is this?"

The emperor dug out a piece of white clay and held it in his hand.

Said to the prince: "This is soil!"

The prince looked serious, "Can you eat it?"

"cannot!"

"Then they still eat."

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death. If you eat, you can at least coax your stomach. However, you will die of abdominal distension."

The prince raised his head, with shock in his eyes, "Aye, all of this..."

"A Liang, try it."

The emperor gave some clay to his son, and he also brought some, which was more than the crown prince's.

The taste is very strange,
But at least it is more delicate than ordinary soil, so it won't grind the throat.

Ah Liang ate with tears in his eyes.

Not physically, but mentally.

"I let you eat dirt for my father, just to tell you that when meat-eaters make decisions in the temple, they think less about themselves and more about the people. I want to tell you what the purpose of governing is..."

"Let the people eat meat!"

"Yes. What else?"

"Let those ambitious people eat dirt!"

"My son is smart! Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)