I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 85 Your Highness is Suitable to Be Emperor in the South (Please ask for a ticket)

When Huo Guang and the Chang'an officials were busy, Liu He was very calm.

All the indications he saw were that history was going the way it was and that not much had changed.

Well, he just had to wait quietly.

Liu He's life is step by step.

The only change is that he called Wang Shi into the palace and continued to teach himself to read.

After all, we are about to go to Chang'an, so we need to learn more Confucian classics of this era, so as not to be embarrassing in time.

You can be insane now, but you can't be insane when you become the emperor.

Ever since Wang Shimao recommended himself to teach arithmetic to orphans adopted by the palace, Liu He felt that this old Confucian was much cuter than before.

Although Wang Shi was as serious as usual when he explained the "Book of Songs" to himself, he was much more pragmatic, and he no longer said those useless pedantic words.

On this day, Liu He and Yu Wuyou hurriedly hurried, and when they arrived at the Rizhi Palace where the class was held, they were still late.

The aging Wang Shi, with white beard and hair, was sitting upright on the couch in the hall like a pen holder.

The two hesitated for a while, but they had no choice but to bow their heads and walk into the hall, and bowed respectfully in front of Wang Shi.

"Disciple He asked Wang Fu'an."

"Disciple Wuyou asked Wang Fuan."

The aged Wang Shi closed his eyes tightly, and opened them slowly after a while.

"The dead are like husbands, and they will never give up day and night. Time is like an arrow, Your Highness should not be late."

"No, disciple, keep it in mind."

"A gentleman's official position is to do what is right. Since Yu Wuyou is the doctor of the king of Changyi, he should do his duty of admonishment well."

"No, disciple, keep it in mind."

Wang Shi saw that the two had a good attitude, so he nodded and motioned for the two to sit down on the opposite couch.

Emperor Gaozu used to defecate in the hat of a Confucian scholar, but he made his descendants respect their teachers.

It's really "someone can do it, you can't".

In terms of etiquette, the princes and kings must perform the etiquette of their disciples in front of the king's teacher.

This royal style is not only the teacher of Liu He, but also the teacher of the former king Liu Mao. The superposition of the two is even more majestic.

In Liu He's surviving memories of the former Changyi king, he had found the scene of the king's style of "expelling him with a stick".

Strict teachers lead to high-quality apprentices, and teachers are stricter, which is actually not a bad thing.

"Today, what we are going to learn is "Wei Feng Shuoshu"..."

When Liu He heard the title of the piece, he couldn't help laughing dumbfoundedly. He had just dealt with Tian Buxie's matter, and he was going to learn this song Shu Shuo, which was a good occasion.

Looking at Wang Shi again, his expression was as usual, and he didn't know if he chose this article on purpose today.

"First read it a few times with me, then read it word by word, and finally talk to you."

"only!"

"Shu Shu Shuo Shu, I can't eat millet." Wang Shi recited, shaking his head.

"Shuoshu, Shuoshu, I can't eat millet," Liu He and Yu Wuyou read along.

"Three-year-old girl, I'm not willing to take care of you."

"Three-year-old girl, I'm not willing to take care of you."

……

Liu He has actually read this song "Shuo Shu" a long time ago, but he still listens very carefully.

Because before crossing, he read "Mao Poems", while Wang Shizhi read "Lu Poems".

Although there are similarities in the content of the scriptures, there are still some discrepancies in the words and sentences.

It won't hurt to listen more.

At this time, there were many schools in the "Book of Songs", and only "Lu Poems", "Qi Poems" and "Han Poems" were established as doctors, which were genuine official studies.

As for "Mao Shi", it is still a private school with little influence, and it will not become popular until hundreds of years later.

The "Three Schools of Poetry" as an official school gradually disappeared and submerged in the following hundreds of years, but the little-known "Mao Poems" was handed down at this time.

It has to be said that history is really an interesting thing.

Wang Shi led the two of them to read it several times, and explained the new words in it one by one from the perspectives of sound, shape and meaning, and finally explained the meaning of the poem.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Wang Shi explained the scriptures, he would always use the corrupt officials who appeared in the big man as examples.

As Liu He listened, he couldn't help thinking of Tian Buxie who was waiting to die in the county jail.

I don't know how many such big rats this big guy has.

If you catch it, you have to get real grass or make it into a human pig.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Shi's cough interrupted Liu He's reverie. When Liu He hurriedly raised his head and looked at Wang Shi, he found that his teacher's face was a little sullen.

"Does Your Highness understand the song "Shuoshu"?" Wang Shi asked solemnly and gently.

"understood."

"Know what you know, and what you don't know is what you don't know. This is wisdom. Does Your Highness really understand, or does he pretend to understand?"

"Of course I really understand." Liu He nodded and said solemnly.

The "Book of Songs" I read before was the "Mao Shi Zhuan Jian" written by the great Confucianists in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Okay, then the old man will come to test you."

Next, Wang Shi asked seven or eight questions in one breath, some simple and some tricky. Even Yu Wuyou, the "top student" behind Liu He, was a little perverted, but Liu He answered them fluently.

Wang Shi half-closed his eyes, listening to Liu He's answer, his face was calm, and he was constantly surprised.

His Highness has not followed him to study hard for many years, but after this month's class, he found that His Highness's studies have improved by leaps and bounds.

Let's talk about these few questions just now, not to mention the few officials who accompanied me in the palace, even the Confucian scholars who were promoted to be filial and honest may not be able to answer so well.

If His Highness hadn't set his sights on the world and trained him well, he might have become a great Confucian.

Could it be that Emperor Gaozu really appeared?
"Alright, it seems His Highness really understands." Wang Shi opened his eyes, nodded and said.

"It's all because of Wang Fu's good teaching."

Liu He's words were naturally half flattery and half truth, but Wang Shi sounded a little complacent.

The two got along very well, and Wang Shi was very satisfied with this disciple.

"Yu Wuyou, you go out first, I have something to tell His Highness, remember to close the palace door."

"Wei." Yu Wuyou put away the pen and Jane on the case, saluted, and walked out.

Liu He looked at the slowly closing palace door, a little puzzled.

Wang Shi is magnanimous and has never been so mysterious as he is today.

Unless, he has something very important to talk to himself.

Thinking of this, Li He didn't dare to ask more, but met Wang Shi's gaze and looked at his cloudy eyes.

"I didn't expect that His Highness's studies have improved by leaps and bounds. It is really worthy of praise."

"But as Wang Fu, I have the duty of exhorting you."

"Your Highness turned Changyi Kingdom upside down by taking advantage of Tian Buxie's incident. What's your plan?"

This old man actually cares about this matter?

"Your Highness, don't think that this old man is pedantic. Since I talked with His Highness that night, I have already understood what His Highness wants to do." Wang Shiruo said clearly.

"Wang Fu's hole is like watching fire."

"His Highness hasn't said what plans he will have next."

"The widow is still just a mere powerless prince. He can have any plans, but he just wants to win." Liu He is also pretending to be crazy.

As expected of a teacher and a student, one doesn't ask directly, and the other doesn't answer directly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shi, who has always been unsmiling, nodded in satisfaction and said something outrageous with a smile.

"It seems that the old man was wrong to look at His Highness in the past. His Highness is thoughtful and thoughtful, and it is indeed suitable for Nanmian."

(End of this chapter)