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Chapter eight hundred and eighty second: good saint grandson

When Zhu Zaimo said this, everyone was shocked. Novel.

Is this what a child says?

Black...and white.

A little child, with only two words black and white, distinguished the people.

But thinking carefully makes people feel sad.

White people are different from black people.

Therefore, although Confucius said a lot of things, the so-called people-oriented and so much benevolent government, in fact... no one mentioned the question of who is the people, let alone no one dares to mention it.

Smart people recognize who is the essence of the people and they gain all the benefits, so they remain silent and enjoy privileges in silence. Occasionally, they take out the Four Books to promote and educate, and they can also claim that they love the people as much as their sons.

Not very smart people can't recognize this essence and fall into a self-righteous touch...

But now...

This half-aged child, however, observed the essence of the problem with his eyes and poked out the sharp problem without hesitation.

Liu Jian and others were actually a little panicked.

Emperor Hongzhi's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Zhu Zaimo again.

Zhu Zaimo said: "The reason why Sun Chen believes that nothing big will happen, please rest assured. It is because Sun Chen was thinking that the so-called reforms are not just to cause the white people like Wang Jinyuan to be damaged? But what about the black people? Are they damaged?"

"Since they have not been damaged, why did they cause trouble? Sun Chen has read some historical books and has always known that the rulers are unkind and the black people cannot survive, so he rose up and fell into a cycle of chaos... Therefore, if the father sent him to Dingxing County a confused official and the white people were damaged, he would have instigated people to cause trouble. But if the person sent him was a capable official like Senior Brother Ouyang, with his skills, how could he be influenced by a group of white people?"

"Sun Chen has many doubts about these questions. At first, he couldn't figure out the fact that the people actually had black and white, but why was it not written into historical books, nor into the Four Books and Five Classics? Perhaps it was because Sun Chen could only barely understand the text and verbal words. He had read some books at a high level and his knowledge was not profound enough, so... Sun Chen went to ask Senior Brother Wang..."

Wang Shouren...

This suddenly...

Everyone understands it.

Wang Shouren is a thief, but you have to admire him. He teaches people knowledge and makes sense and can tell many things very thoroughly.

Even Fang Jifan is sometimes far inferior to him.

Zhu Zaimo said loudly: "Senior brother said that the problem is here. There are many kinds of people in the world, but why do saints summarize it in one sentence? This is because... In the time of Confucius, the so-called people were originally people. What are people? Those who have the same surname as ministers are people. When they leave the city, they are all savages and slaves, and they are not humans."

Every word from Zhu Zaimo made people frightened.

Emperor Hongzhi stared at his grandson.

Zhu Zaimo continued: "This is a knowledge from more than a thousand years ago. More than a thousand years ago, there were only the Emperor of Zhou, including princes, nationals, and savages. But the knowledge of the saints has been passed down for more than a thousand years. People still hold the Four Books and Five Classics in their hands. The Great Father, the Four Books and Five Classics are good. The sage Confucius was able to create Confucianism, and it was of great significance. But... the grace of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was only bathed in the white people, but could they ignore the black people?"

"A few days ago, Master Liu talked about Dingxing County. He said that the people were very angry. Sun Chen was thinking that this was the white people, and the people were very angry. But they had already received countless graces from the Ming Dynasty and the court gave them countless favorable treatment. Now, they just hope that they could pay taxes like the poor black people, so they became resentful. Dafa, the so-called king, the minister, the minister, should this be like this? Sun Chen believes that Dingxing County will never be in chaos. It is very simple. If the white people live in resentment, they will scold them. They will conquer many ignorant and ignorant black people who have never read books, deliberately causing trouble. But... After all, what Brother Ouyang did in Dingxing County did not make the black people feel indignant, how could it be in chaos?"

"Senior Brother Ouyang must understand this truth, because Senior Brother Wang is so powerful. How could he not be powerful..."

Speaking of this, light shone out in Zhu Zaimo's eyes.

There were countless doubts in his little head, but those who could solve his own doubts were the senior brothers who rushed back to the capital from all over the place.

"As long as Senior Brother Ouyang can distinguish between black and white people, and do not give white people, and use the opportunity to cause trouble, then... the white people, all means are vulnerable. Dafa, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is the parents of the people of the world, and the vast emperor's kindness should benefit the world, not a small group of people. If so, then the emperor is the emperor's subjects and the emperor's emperor should love them, but the black people are also the emperor's flesh and blood, how can it be biased?"

Emperor Hongzhi was originally tense and had a serious face. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly became softer. He looked at his grandson and listened to what his grandson said, and there was something inexplicable in his heart that was surging.

Fang Jifan was beside him, looking at this little monster. Although he knew that this guy must have learned and summarized it from Wang Shouren and others, he couldn't help but think that Fang Jifan is also a man with grandson, but my grandson, apart from eating... how could he understand this truth?

Liu Jian and others were full of horror. They were shocked that a child could hide them in his heart but dare not reveal them all.

Zhu Zaimo said: "Often, the white people are always the most fiercer, the loudest, the loudest, the most true, the black people always say something, and the black people do not understand any truth. Just like the black people who Sun Chen saw with his own eyes, they can barely eat enough, have clothes and wear, and they are grateful, and how can they understand any truth? But... If everyone thinks that the ruler is unfair, only protects the white people, indulges the black people and is bullied and ignored, and there are white people,

It is wrong to praise how peaceful the world can be forever. When a man is angry, he can still splatter blood in five steps. Thousands of ordinary men, they are slapped in a random manner, bullied, trampled and teased at will, they are hungry, they are frozen, they are like pigs and dogs, but once they cannot bear it, then... peace in the prosperous era, monarch, ministers, etiquette, law, discipline, all of them will be destroyed, and in just a few years, they will turn the world around..."

Emperor Hongzhi was frightened when he heard this.

"This is the original intention of Dafa's desire to innovate, but Dafa's hope is to be better for the black people and let them take a breath. In order to ensure that the Ming Dynasty can be continued. If it does not innovate, the world will be won... But if Dafa really is willing to bathe his kindness with all the people in the world, there is no black and white. Why should he worry and cause public grievances?"

“…”

After Zhu Zaimo said that, he took a step back, picked up his hands, and bowed to his eldest father: "These are what Sun Chen saw and heard, and are also the principles Sun Chen learned from his senior brothers. Sun Chen may not say it well, so please don't blame him."

A humble gentleman is like a beautiful jade.

Even if his words were quite sharp, he pointed directly at something that Liu Jian, Wang Ao and others did not want to touch or dared to look directly at.

But his behavior still makes people feel that unique style.

Fang Jifan's heart moved.

I was a little moved.

This... is indeed worthy of being my disciple. Among the disciples, I never thought that the one who loves me most and has the most promising future is this doll.

Isn’t this...the ideal that I came through time and was full of desire to implement?

Our feelings of following the vassal states and being both fair and upright in our view, but today...

Fang Jifan suddenly felt a heartstring.

He remembered his original intention. At that time, he was still simple and cute, and he was also a child... and he also...

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent and said nothing.

Xiao Jing looked at the emperor's grandson in surprise.

What's wrong with this world? Why are people talking about loving the people, benevolent government, and sufferings of the people...

…………

Liu Jian stared at Zhu Zaimo, something flashed in his eyes.

Li Dongyang said at this time: "The emperor's grandson said it well. The people in the world have no distinction between black and white. They are all innocent children of the emperor. This statement... is exactly the same as the saint."

He made such a hole and everyone looked at Li Dongyang.

At this time, even Fang Jifan admired Li Dongyang.

Mr. Li is very smart and has a good reputation. But Fang Jifan sometimes envies Zhu Zaimo. No matter what he says, he will have a group of the most powerful and smartest people in the world, doing everything possible to interpret it for him and making his words not disgusted by others.

If it were me who said it myself, Humph, Xiao Fang said it very well, but Xiao Fang knew too much, come and swear to polite the public, kill the head and sacrifice the flag!

Li Dongyang said this.

All those who came to their senses stroked their beards one after another. After all... They are old and have seen too many things in the world. Perhaps they look at Zhu Zaimo, a stubborn child, but they can't help but think about themselves when they were full of peace for the world, full of feelings and ambitions.

Liu Jian narrowed his eyes, chewed Li Dongyang's words, bowed and sighed: "Your Majesty, this is a good saint!"

"A word from the saint grandson will enlighten the old ministers. The emperor is the son of heaven and the king and father of Zhaomin. The emperor's kindness is like rain and dew. He should always enjoy Zhaomin's people. The old ministers... admire it..."

He really admires it.

However, by the way, Zhu Zaimo's core idea deliberately highlights the rain and dew!

Otherwise, it will inevitably make people think that the emperor and grandson’s words are too mean.

Xie Qian's eyes were a little red.
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