Liu Wuliu has never read any books like this.

And as a farmer at the bottom, he must have a bad habit.

For example, he was very unhygienic. When he was crying, he wanted to clear his nose. He hugged Zhu Houzhao's leg and stuffed one of his nostrils with his other hand. Then he pulled it, and Zhu Houzhao's trouser legs became a little wet.

Liu Wuliu also had a greedy side. He knew that this was the prince. With one word from him, he could enter the west mountain. So he recognized Zhu Houzhao and hugged Zhu Houzhao's thighs desperately, and refused to let go.

Liu Wuliu even had some vulgarity, and just got angry, and he spoke up with vulgar insults, using many unsightly words.

But although Liu Wuliu is dirty, greedy, and vulgar, he is not stupid. He has his wisdom, and he will use this wisdom to distinguish a person's good or bad.

This kind of wisdom is different from Yang Ting. His method is very simple. Whoever can give himself a full meal is a good person. It is better to say that he is a saint or anything else. Anyway, Liu Wuliu only believes that he is a sage.

Therefore, if a great benefactor can give people a full meal, he must be a great kind man, a person who can make the right decision for the people like Bao Zheng; he is a person who cares about the people in his heart, and is a man who is righteous on the stage and criticizes the foolish tyrants. In the words of scholars, he is a saint.

Liu Wuliu cried loudly and decided not to let go. He was not afraid of the great benefactor at all. He knew that the great benefactor was different from other officials and would definitely not blame him.

"Great benefactor, if a villain can serve the benefactor, he will be willing to die. He will not change the emperor if he can be a cow or a horse for the benefactor."

“…”

all of a sudden.

The hall is quiet.

Emperor Hongzhi seemed to have suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.

Is this... considered a deception of the king?

When the ministers heard this, someone's face changed and then shook their heads secretly. What can they say at this time? Don't you say it? Is this just a mess? What can you say about him?

Yang Tinghe looked at all this in a daze. He found that the people who had spoken up with him had all escaped cleanly and did not dare to show off. Even the people who had always been friends with him were avoiding snakes and scorpions at this moment, as if they were hiding from plague, and they didn't dare to look at him.

Liu Wuliudao: "Great benefactor, you are here, and some of us ordinary people have decided, you..."

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't see it and said, "I have agreed. You will be a villager in the West Mountain from now on."

Zhu Houzhao stared at her father, feeling helpless.

But Liu Wuliu didn't care about the man who called himself me at all, but still held Zhu Houzhao's thighs and howled: "It's not the least of others, but it's only the one who benefactor said."

"Okay." Zhu Houzhao said; "All up, my pants are wet."

Liu Wuliu and several others got up, and their eyes were shining when they looked at Zhu Houzhao, and the others ignored them.

They are country people and don’t know anything, so they recognize this.

The great benefactor is like a big bun for people walking around. Wherever they go, they can attract the attention of thousands of people.

Emperor Hongzhi was deeply moved, and he felt a little sad. What did the prince do? He didn't know how hard he worked. He had more time to play. On the other hand, it was me. People called Emperor or Emperor or Long Live. He was diligent in government affairs and was sleeping day and night. Why was no one so grateful to him?

But Emperor Hongzhi immediately became happy.

With just such a son, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty will still be in his hands in the future. If his son can be a saint, his grandson will be relaxed.

What a good thing!

He suddenly became energetic.

A few days ago, I was scolded by the ministers so much that I couldn't raise my head.

Why?

Because everyone is saying that there are traitors around the prince, and there are people who actually praise the prince as Yao and Shun.

To be honest, Emperor Hongzhi blushed when he heard this flattery, not only overestimating, but also outrageous.

So he didn't dare to say anything. Although he wanted to protect the prince, he was a little embarrassed after all.

But now, Emperor Hongzhi laughed heartily.

Have confidence.

I've been holding this breath for a long time.

"I heard that those who can suffer the suffering of the people and the need to worry about the people are called saints. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are no longer verified. However, Confucius highly praised the affairs of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Why? It is precisely because the saints looked up to heaven and man and knew the suffering of the people that Yao and Shun led the world to be kind and the people followed it. Why do the people want to follow Yao and Shun? Is they educated? No, it is precisely because Yao and Shun can let the people eat and drink enough, and then educate the people so that they can understand right and wrong, and know honor and disgrace."

"Isn't this the case for what the prince and Fang Jifan do in Xishan today? Look at these people, there are tens of thousands of people, and there are tens of thousands of people like Liu Wuliu. They are very concerned about farming in Xishan and mining in Xishan. Isn't it because the West Mountain can give them clothes, wear them, eat them, and let their children go to school? Liu Wuliu's mother is sick and he can't ask the doctor for medicine. Is this unfilial? No, it's impossible to do it, it's really impossible. When you see these people, don't have any sympathy? On weekdays, you are talking about education and the suffering of the people. Now the suffering people are right in front of you, and the whole court is still quarreling about Yao and Shun. This... I am a shame for you!"

Emperor Hongzhi pointed at himself and then at the officials in the court, but none of them were pulled down.

Finally, his finger pointed to Yang Tinghe.

"Yang Qing's family always says that Yao and Shun is like this, and it is like this when they open their mouths. So Yao and Shun love the people and make them eat and drink enough. They can do not pick up the remains on the road and not close their doors at night. Isn't this what the prince did? Then what did Yang Qing's family do?"

"My name..." Yang Tinghe's face turned pale.

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Yang Tinghe, his eyes unwilling to relax: "Please answer Yang Qing's family."

"My name..." Yang Tinghe thought quickly. He wanted to find something worth boasting about, but it seemed like studying, and speaking up for justice. Since he entered the official career, he first served as a Hanlin mansion and then entered the Zhanshi Mansion. If there was anything really done, there was nothing.

A cold voice flashed through Emperor Hongzhi's eyes: "Your family is full of knowledge and opens to be kind and righteous, but does nothing?"

"This is not my duty." Yang Tinghe blushed and defended himself.

"But your salary comes from someone like Liu Wuliu. The labor you enjoy is also obtained from someone like Liu Wuliu." Emperor Hongzhi has been promoted to the seat, and he knocked on the imperial case: "I am still ashamed when I see this scene today. People always say that I am a saint, but today I look at it, I am not as good as the crown prince. And you, since you are a famous minister, do you have no shame at all?"

As soon as the word "shame" came out, Yang Tinghe's face suddenly changed.

These two words must never be expressed in person for scholars. To say that a person is not ashamed, it is almost equivalent to scholars cursing their ancestors for eighteen generations.

If this is from the emperor's mouth, it is called "slaying the heart", which is no different from "slicing the heart and cutting the flesh".

Only then did Yang Tinghe feel fear, an unspeakable fear spreading throughout his body.

He hurriedly bowed: "My...I will die."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at him disdainfully: "Fortunately, I didn't ask you to teach the prince."

Yang Tinghe shuddered.

He knew... it was over.

Your Majesty stopped when he clicked, but his attitude was self-evident.

Next, if he wants to keep the last bit of decency, he should know what to do.

Yang Tinghe immediately burst into tears and bowed down in despair. At this time, his feelings were probably like Liu Wuliu at the time, with a sense of despair. He choked up and said, "I am... I am a member of the country and I am very kind and kind. I am a scholar in Hanlin. I am very kind and loving, just like nectar. I am... I am... I am..."

He choked up.

Volley.

I can no longer continue talking.

This is the rhythm of asking for help from a scholar. Next, I should say that I am old and old, and I am so confused. I beg your Majesty to be kind to me to help my scholar return home.

But Yang Tinghe couldn't continue to say what happened later.

This is no longer a matter of dismissal. If you dismiss the office because of your righteousness, at worst you will go home to support it. But everyone will respect you. After decades, you will be a hero again. Even if you cannot recover, it will be a name that will be kept in history and admired by others.

But what is this kind of scholarship now? Are you ridiculed to return to your hometown with this shame?

After twenty years of hard work, after entering the officialdom, I worked hard and had all my tasks. Now, everything has gone into nothing.

Yang Tinghe finally couldn't bear it and cried loudly on the ground.

Emperor Hongzhi had a cold face and before he could continue speaking, he said seriously: "Okay, I'm right."

It is rare that Emperor Hongzhi was also angry one day, and he was so unceremonious to his ministers.

When Yang Tinghe heard this, he looked up and felt his brain buzzing, and there was a despair of everything being gone. He stuttered with his lips. He wanted to say something, but in the end... he knew that things could not be saved: "I thank Your Majesty for your grace."

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand and Yang Tinghe had fallen into hell.

This time it was a real hell, and it was definitely not just the routine of the Qingliu people entering the court to become officials, then dismissed from office and continued to regain their plans.

Yang Tinghe knew that he would never come back after leaving, and his reputation had also disappeared.

He stood up tremblingly and looked around. Everyone lowered their heads. No one pityed him anymore. Many people who once yelled with him, but now they looked back at him with cold eyes. Naturally, no one pleaded for him.

What greeted him was quiet.

He had no choice but to walk, stagger, and walk out of the emperor's hall.

"Long live my emperor, my emperor is wise!" During this silence, someone suddenly roared.

This sound is very familiar.

It is hard to see that this was sent by Fang Jifan.

So the officials who had their own thoughts just now reacted and said, "Long live my emperor, long live!"

Among these countless praises.
Chapter completed!