My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 28 My Mother's Thoughts

Beiping.

It was September, and Beijing was already a little chilly compared to Nanjing.

Ever since the brothers left, Prince Yan's Mansion instantly became quiet, and Xu Miaoyun's heart also felt empty, as if she had nowhere to put it.

In response, Prince Yan said that she was just messing around.

at this time.

Prince Yan and Princess Yan sat together at a square table. Their breakfast was simple, with two or three side dishes and a large bowl of white porridge.

Xu Miaoyun looked at the plate of pickled cucumbers and couldn't help but start mumbling:
"This pickled cucumber is Xiao Si's favorite. Normally, I always complain that he is too young, so I always let him eat less of this salty thing. But now that he has gone to Jinling, he can't eat it even if he wants to."

When Zhu Di heard this, he couldn't help laughing:

"Don't underestimate that kid because he's young. I think he's smarter than the second and third brothers. Let alone going to Jinling, even if he lives under the old man's nose, he can make the old man happy..."

Xu Miaoyun glared at Zhu Di and said, "How can a father say such a thing?"

Zhu Di picked up a pickled cucumber, slurped the porridge, and finally wiped the corner of his mouth.

You know what, pickled cucumbers taste really good, crispy, tender, fresh and salty.

No wonder the fourth kid likes to eat. This kid has a really precious taste and only knows how to pick the best food.

Just as Zhu Di stretched out his hand to pick up another pickled cucumber, he heard a "pop" and felt a sudden pain on the back of his hand.

His eyes widened: "What are you doing?!"

Xu Miaoyun is not afraid of him.

"Eat less! These are Xiao Si's favorite pickled cucumbers. They've probably finished the ones I brought last time. I'll have to ask someone to send some more over..."

Zhu Di didn't know what to say.

This bitch!
Is it possible that such a huge prince's palace is short of a few pickled cucumbers?
Poor Prince Yan, he would be beaten even for eating a pickled cucumber in his own palace...

Zhu Di watched Xu Miaoyun mutter about Xiao Si, and couldn't help asking:

"You only mentioned the fourth brother, why didn't you mention the eldest brothers?"

Xu Miaoyun said as if it was a matter of course: "How old are they? When they were in the palace, they made trouble every day and made me angry. Now that they are finally out of this birdcage, I am afraid they have forgotten me as their mother. The eldest brother has even married a wife, and he is already a grown-up. Do they still need me to take care of them?"

After hearing this, Zhu Di wanted to touch his nose to hide his embarrassment.

Listening to these words... makes me feel so resentful.

However, when Zhu Di thought about the second son's naughty appearance, who spent the whole day either chasing chickens and playing with dogs, or climbing trees and swimming in rivers, he suddenly understood.

After thinking for a while, he took out a letter from his pocket:

"Here is the letter."

Xu Miaoyun's eyes lit up. "Who sent it?"

"The eldest and the fourth."

Xu Miaoyun sneered immediately, thinking about how to teach the two brothers a lesson when the second and third brothers came back.

After this trip, I feel so relaxed. I wonder if my family members are still thinking about me? !
Even though she was thinking about it, Xu Miaoyun did not delay and took the letter and started reading it.

As the eldest daughter of Xu Da, Xu Miaoyun was not an illiterate woman.

She first browsed through the eldest son's letter. The content was very detailed, but most of it was about reporting good news but not bad news. Xu Miaoyun sighed slightly, feeling a little distressed for her eldest son, and her expression relaxed a little.

When Xu Miaoyun read Zhu Gaoyu's letter, her expression became much more varied. Sometimes she frowned, and sometimes she couldn't help but smile.

She laughed and pretended to complain:
"Xiao Si is the same. He likes to write everything in the letter. He even wants to tell me which salted duck restaurants in Jinling are the best..."

Zhu Di watched his wife speak insincerely, pretending not to understand, and reached out to take back the letter:
"This kid is always nagging. I'll read this letter later to save you the headache."

Xu Miaoyun hid the letter in a flash.

"I didn't say he was nagging! I'd rather be nagging by him for the rest of my life!"

Zhu Di was suddenly speechless when he heard this. Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long. After a while, Xu Miaoyun's face, which was originally filled with maternal radiance, suddenly raised her eyebrows.

Zhu Di was a little curious, so he secretly leaned over to take a look and saw the last line of words:

[Mother, even though my second brother is always causing trouble, you don't have to worry too much. Everything is fine in Jinling, but I am a little worried about you.]

Zhu Di: ...This kid is such a thief!

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Jinling.

Inside the Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Gaoyu was reciting scriptures, but his mind was actually drifting out the window.

In such nice weather, you should go out for a walk.

I don't know how little Fulu is doing in the Imperial Food Bureau recently...

I heard from Xiao Fulu that Lu was making trouble again a few days ago, and this morning she was in a one-sided cold war with the crown prince...

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the stern voice of the teacher:
"Zhu Gaoyu, please tell me what moderation is."

Zhu Gaoyu's thoughts were suddenly pulled back, and he spoke without thinking:
“It is called The Doctrine of the Mean because it records the use of moderation. Yong means use.”

"However, Zhu Xi also pointed out that the golden mean is impartial, neither excessive nor insufficient, and the ordinary principles are the natural destiny and the ultimate in subtlety."

"..."

After this series of words were spoken, the look in the teacher's eyes when he looked at Zhu Gaoyu became extremely complicated.

This gentleman is not Wang Shisong who had previously gone to Lao Zhu to complain.

Since that day, Old Zhu disliked Wang Shisong. He found a random excuse and moved the old man to another position to enjoy a more peaceful life.

If he had not been diligent in class in the past, I'm afraid he would not even be able to enjoy a peaceful life now. He would have to resign from his official position in disgrace and return to his hometown in Jiangxi to retire peacefully.

At first, the new gentleman was a little frightened by Zhu Gaoyu's attitude, fearing that Zhu Gaoyu was a difficult character.

After just a few days, he finally understood everything.

This is just a child at all. He doesn't have many messy thoughts. Moreover, this child has an extremely good brain. After reciting the articles he has heard twice silently, he can basically remember most of them.

So the gentleman's attitude changed again.

From avoiding him at first, to being delighted to see the talented prodigy later, to now, he hates Zhu Gaoyu for not fighting for him because he always likes to slack off.

Zhu Gaoyu was quite happy being a salted fish.

Why do you need to be so outstanding?
Waiting for the Crown Prince and Huang Zicheng to join forces to target him?
The mean is the mean…

What is the doctrine of the mean?

People like Zhu Gaoyu, who integrated the idea of ​​moderation into their daily lives, can truly be called the unity of knowledge and action, and practical application of knowledge to the world.

Zhu Gaoyu thought happily.

The time has come.

It's lunch time again.

Zhu Gaoyu suddenly jumped up, first said goodbye to the teacher, and then sprinted out of the hall.

We have fish balls today!

Go!

If the second child arrived first, he would definitely eat all the fish balls!

Behind Zhu Gaoyu, the gentleman felt somewhat helpless and somewhat amused:
"If I put this much energy into studying, I would have finished studying The Doctrine of the Mean long ago!"

But you know what, for kids... this is actually more realistic.

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