But Zhu Zi and others are different. They have been accustomed to delicacies and fine clothes since they were young. If they were allowed to enter the academy, they would definitely be dissatisfied. In their eyes, the clothes they wear are not as good as human beings and the food they eat is not as good as pig food.
In this case, the best way is not to accept it. Since everyone wants to watch the two hate each other, it’s better to separate the two and be wide.
Zhu Biao shook his head, glanced at Han Du, sighed and left.
Zhu Zike didn't say anything to scare Han Du. He really went to complain to his father.
"Father~"
Seeing Zhu Zi's pitiful expression, Lao Zhu couldn't help but put down the Zhu Zhu in his hand and asked doubtfully: "Didn't I ask you to go to the academy to study? What's wrong?"
Lao Zhu glanced at the four people with a stern expression.
Zhu Tan and the other three were a little afraid of their father, and were immediately forced to take a step back by Lao Zhu's eyes.
When Zhu Zi saw it, he quickly said: "Father, Han Du has gone too far to deceive others. Erchen and others have already entered the academy as civilians in accordance with father's will. But he actually asked Erchen and others to put on their clothes The python robe was taken off, and he wore the coarse clothes from his academy, and asked his son, ministers and others to work by themselves to earn money for food. Father, this is such a shame and humiliation. He is not humiliating his sons, ministers and others, he is humiliating his father. "
At this moment, Zhu Biao walked in.
Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Biao coldly and asked in a deep voice: "Did Han Du really say that?"
Zhu Biaozhao smiled and wanted to say a few words for Han Du, so he said: "Han Du said so, but that was because the academy had no money and could not provide good food and clothing, so he said so."
When Lao Zhu heard this, the anger on his face did not diminish, and he immediately ordered: "Come, tell Han Du to enter the palace."
After giving the instructions, he said to the other people: "You should go back first."
Zhu Zi smiled happily and left. Seeing this, Zhu Tan and the others had no choice but to say goodbye and leave.
Zhu Biao bit the bullet and stayed here, thinking that he would say a few good words to Han Du later.
Seeing that Zhu Biao didn't leave, Lao Zhu didn't force him away either. He just sat calmly on the dragon chair.
Han Du was ordered to come and was led all the way to the back of Fengtian Hall by the old eunuch.
I saw Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao sitting together, eating something.
Han Du stepped forward and said, "My lord, pay homage to the Emperor."
"Get up." Lao Zhu said casually. He pointed to the stone bench next to him and said, "Sit."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du sat down obediently. Now Han Du was sitting in front of Lao Zhu, but he was no longer as cautious as before when he only dared to sit on half of his buttocks. Now Han Du just sat down on the stone bench with a big butt, not being polite to Lao Zhu at all.
Lao Zhu was chewing sesame seed cakes in his mouth while looking at Han Du carefully with his eyes.
After a while, he said: "Here, bring some more sesame seed cakes and give Han Du a bowl of duck blood soup."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Du felt a little hungry all the way here. When the sesame cakes and duck blood soup came, he started to eat them without ceremony.
When Lao Zhu saw that Han Du was eating something delicious, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After a while, he asked: "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious." Han Du didn't notice the change in Lao Zhu's tone and nodded honestly.
As he spoke, Han Du raised his thumb and praised: "The emperor's cooking skills are different. This simple sesame cake can be made crispy and fragrant. It is much better than the ones outside."
As he said that, Han Du took a big sip of duck blood soup and a few pieces of Xuewang, and immediately showed a satisfied expression, "Oh~ this duck blood soup is not bad, it doesn't have any fishy smell, but it has a strong fragrance. This Xuewang tastes crispy, tender and smooth, so delicious."
Seeing Han Du eating so happily, Lao Zhu couldn't say anything more. He just glanced at Han Du and said: "These sesame cakes and duck blood soup are not from the palace, but from the two shops at the entrance of Confucius Temple. I just asked them to send a spoon master into the palace to make them. You Weren’t we hanging out in Manjing City some time ago, didn’t you know?”
"This is the first time I've heard of this. If the emperor hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known there were such delicious sesame cakes and duck blood soup at the entrance of Daozi Temple." Han Du laughed dryly.
It is said that Han Du did travel all over the capital some time ago, but he never went to the Confucius Temple. The Confucius Temple is a place dedicated to Confucius, and its status in the hearts of scholars is higher than that of gods and Buddhas. Regardless of whether you are a scholar or not, everyone likes to go to their husband's house when they have nothing to do.
I worship in the sub-miao, and I don’t ask for great wealth and honor, I just want to be able to have a touch of literature and be satisfied.
Therefore, many people go to Confucius Temple, and the incense is very prosperous. It has long become a scene in the capital, and it is one of the places that outsiders must visit when they come to the capital.
But Han Du has never been there even once, which is very abnormal for a scholar with an orthodox background like Han Du.
Fortunately, Lao Zhu didn't mean to go into details and asked instead: "Just now, Zhu Zi and the others came to me to file a complaint against you, saying that you had to make them wear coarse clothes and make them work to have food?"
Zhu Biao glanced at Han Du frantically, but was ignored by Han Du.
After sighing, Han Du said: "I can't do anything about it. There are hundreds of mouths in the academy waiting for food. If I just have good food and clothing, I will take over the Earl's Mansion in a few days, and the whole family will be killed." We have to go and northwest wind, so I can only live within my means. Although the food is a bit coarse, I have done my best just to make them full."
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"Of course, if the emperor is willing to pay, I can get fine clothes and food in the academy."
After Han Du finished speaking, he looked at Lao Zhu eagerly. It was as if he wished that Lao Zhu could just wave his hand and come up with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to solve the academy's major problems.
When it comes to money, even if Lao Zhu is the emperor, he is not enthusiastic anymore.
After pondering for a while, Lao Zhu stroked his beard and said: "I have always said that whether you are an official or a human being, you must be thrifty and diligent to get rich. It is good for these students to have some hardships now, so that they can know that every porridge is worth a meal. It’s hard-won.”
Han Du saw that Lao Zhu was not fooled and refused to escape the money. What else could Han Du say? He could only nod his head and said in agreement: "What the emperor said is true. The sages also taught us that they have to work hard. Reading is a matter that requires hardship. If you don't have the heart to endure hardship, you won't be able to read well. Let them eat something in advance. The hardship will also be helpful for their future studies.”
"Therefore, I think the emperor would do better than send several princes to the academy. These princes are extremely intelligent, and they have been carefully taught by Confucian scholars early on. With the blessing of the emperor, they will have enough food for ten lifetimes. There is no need. Why don't you come to the academy again?"
