Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Zhu Gang sat in the study with a smile on his face.

He was still playing with a small object in his hand, and he said slowly: "Hey, today I have to talk to you about Master Xia Guixia.

Once, several colleagues got together.

Seeing that Lord Xia was wearing a very neat official uniform, he joked with him, "Lord Xia, when you wear this official uniform, you look like someone who dares not get close to you.

Can't you smile more? You're always so serious, it makes us feel nervous just looking at you.'"

Upon hearing this, Xia Gui replied in all seriousness: "We are responsible for protecting the safety of the capital, how can we be so frivolous all day long?

We have to be serious!
The safety of the capital depends on us, so we can't afford to be careless."

When Master Chen, who was standing by, heard this, he immediately became interested.

He leaned forward curiously and asked, "Then the things that Lord Xia is responsible for on a daily basis must be extremely important, right?
Your Highness, in my opinion, Xia Gui is an extraordinary person. "

Zhu Gang put down the object in his hand and tapped the table lightly with his left hand.

He also asked curiously: "Oh? What's so special about it?

Master Chen, please tell me the details. "

Master Chen just bowed slightly with a serious look on his face.

It was as if what he was about to say next was of great importance to the world.

"Your Highness, you don't know something.

Lord Xia is in charge of protecting the security of the capital, so he is very meticulous in performing his duties.

Every day, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, he would personally patrol various checkpoints.

Those eyes are very sharp, like an eagle's eyes that can see through everything.

Any slight mistake will not escape the eyes of Master Xia."

Master Chen gestured with his hands as he spoke, his eyes full of admiration.

Zhu Gang crossed his arms across his chest and leaned forward a little.

"And what do the soldiers think of him?"

When Master Chen heard this, he first shook his head, and then a helpless expression appeared on his face.

"At first, the soldiers felt that Lord Xia was too strict and complained a lot in private.

Let’s say there was one time when a few soldiers took advantage of the shift change.

They were thinking about hiding in a corner and slacking off, while they had their own little plans in mind.

I thought this place was secluded and would definitely be able to avoid the adults' inspection.

But when Lord Xia Gui arrived, he immediately saw something was wrong and immediately pulled those soldiers out.

The other party was so frightened that his face turned pale and he dared not make a sound.

It's just like an eggplant hit by frost, wilting there."

Zhu Gang frowned slightly and asked hurriedly, "Then how did Lord Xia deal with this matter?"

Master Chen cleared his throat and continued in a vivid voice, "Lord Xia frowned, his face as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and sternly reprimanded: 'You little bastards, the safety of the capital is related to the lives and property of thousands of people, and it is related to the foundation of our Ming Dynasty.

How can you be worthy of the clothes you wear and the trust the court has placed in you if you are so lazy?

The soldiers were so frightened that their legs went weak and they kept shaking.

One of the braver ones muttered, "Sir, we know we were wrong and we won't do it again. Please forgive us this time."

However, as time went on, everyone gradually understood that Lord Xia Gui was doing that for the safety of the capital, and they began to respect him more and more.

Now when they meet Lord Xia, they are all respectful and respectful to him from the bottom of their hearts."

After Master Chen said his last sentence, he let out a long sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on his face again, and he continued, "Lord Xia is so dedicated. The stability of the capital is inseparable from his contribution." After a slight pause, Master Chen seemed to suddenly remember something.

His eyes lit up, and he continued, "Your Highness, Wanping's King Hala Badu'er is also a talented person. You must listen to his story."

Zhu Gang was listening intently at the moment. He was sitting in the spacious lobby with a teacup in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gang asked anxiously, "Oh? What's going on?
Master Chen, please tell me about this.”

Seeing Zhu Gang's great interest, Master Chen bowed slightly and his face immediately became beaming with joy.

“Although Wang Hala Baduer is only a sixth-rank centurion, he really does his best to maintain local public security.

He often wore a neat shorts outfit with a sword on his waist.

The handle of the knife was rubbed by him every day until it was shiny and oily, and it looked very energetic.

Wang Halabaduer walked in the streets and alleys of Wanping, always with a kind smile on his face, and he was very familiar with the people he met.

Every child who sees him will sweetly call him "Uncle Wang".

No matter which family has a dispute, as long as someone calls out "Brother Wang", it will be resolved.

Wang Ha La Ba Du Er didn't say anything and rushed there immediately, and when he got there he patiently mediated the situation."

Master Chen gestured as he spoke, and the look of admiration almost overflowed from his face.

Zhu Gang put down his teacup and asked again, "Are there any specific examples?

Just hearing you say that is not enough. "

Master Chen stroked his beard, recalled and said: "I remember one time, two neighbors had a huge quarrel over a courtyard wall.

His face was red and his neck was thick, and he looked like he was about to start a fight.

It was afternoon and the weather was extremely hot.

The street was like a big steamer, filled with a hot atmosphere.

An old lady was stamping her feet anxiously and yelling at the top of her voice: "Go and call Brother Wang. If they continue to make such a fuss, it will be disastrous."

When someone heard this, he ran over to shout.

Before the hour of a cup of tea, Wang Halabaduer came hurriedly.

He just rushed forward and pulled the two families apart with his hands.

Wang Ha La pulled Du'er and shouted: "Don't be impulsive, talk it over nicely.

It's not good to hurt the relationship by fighting. We are all neighbors. Why should we make such a fuss over such a small matter?'

When the two families were pulled apart, they were still angry.

Wang Halabaduer smiled and said upon seeing this: "We are all neighbors, there is nothing that cannot be discussed peacefully. It is not good to cause discord by violence.

Come on, calm down first and tell me what's going on.'

After the two families calmed down a little, he listened here and asked questions there.

After hearing the whole story, Wang Halabaduer stroked his chin and thought for a while.

Then he explained the matter in a few words and provided a solution that satisfied both families.

Later, the two families were extremely grateful to Wang Halabaduer.

A family member of a military household said with lingering fear: "Brother Wang, it's all thanks to you!

If you hadn't stepped in, there would be no way this matter would have ended, and our neighborhood relationship would have been ruined.'

Another family also quickly echoed: "Yes, Brother Wang, you are really our benefactor.

If it weren't for you, how would we be able to hold our heads high in this street from now on?'

Because he is such a kind-hearted person, he is highly praised by the people and has always been well-known in Wanping." (End of this chapter)