"It's not that serious, is it?"
Wei Shuyu muttered, looking a little guilty.
boom.
Wei Zheng whipped the cane on the case!
"Say it again?"
Wei Zheng walked up to Wei Shuyu aggressively: "A few days ago, you were criticized in the court, but my father didn't say anything about you."
"First, you are here for the smooth implementation of the policy."
"Two, you have facts as a basis."
"But if you have a sharp tongue, clever words, and gossip..."
"You and I should cut off the relationship between father and son as soon as possible."
"This will save you from having trouble in the future and bringing down the entire Wei family!"
…
Wei Shuyu instantly turned into a good baby.
Wei Zheng is the father, and he is the biggest troll in history.
You can only be tough if you use your brain to show off!
Cui Shenji said it well: Can you beat your own son to death?
"Do you think you were wrong now?" Wei Zheng asked suddenly.
"It's wrong..."
"Asshole!"
Wei Zheng suddenly shouted: "Is this your attitude of admitting your mistake?"
Wei Shuyu was startled.
I'm used to being a ruffian, so this is also a subconscious behavior.
"Dad, aren't I used to this tone?" Wei Shuyu quickly begged for mercy.
"I usually don't pay attention to my manners, and I just make people laugh."
Wei Zheng scolded and did not pursue further.
Anything can be changed, but personality is the hardest to change.
He has been admonishing Li Shimin for so many years, but he has not seen any change in Li Shimin.
If you force a change, it may change a person's spirituality.
Just when Wei Shuyu thought he was about to fool him, Wei Zheng shouted loudly again...
"Young man, kneel down!"
Snap.
Wei Shuyu knelt down very simply.
"Do you know the types of ministers?"
Wei Zheng held the cane and walked around Wei Shuyu.
If it were an ordinary person, I would have hit him with my fists.
But Old Wei...
Natural bloodline suppression.
"Loyal ministers, traitorous ministers!"
Wei Shuyu replied with seriousness.
"Ministers are divided into loyal ministers, treacherous ministers, capable ministers, virtuous ministers, good ministers, Zheng ministers, sycophants, close ministers, close ministers, favored ministers, powerful ministers, jesters, lucky ministers, etc."
Wei Zheng began to tell them one by one.
"Fang Xuanling is loyal and capable, and often provides advice to His Majesty..."
"A good minister!"
"Changsun Wuji, although he is a little shady, is loyal to His Majesty."
"A loyal minister!"
"As a father, I would like to directly advise His Majesty on his shortcomings."
"Belongs to the enemy!"
With Wei Zheng's explanation, Wei Shuyu seemed to have opened a new door.
It turns out that ministers also have so many distinctions.
He used to think that there were only two types of loyal ministers and treacherous ministers in the world.
"And your previous behavior..."
"To label a loyal minister randomly and frame a loyal minister is a slanderous minister!"
Wei Zheng raised the decibel level again: "Now, as a father, I ask you again, do you admit this is wrong or not?"
"recognize!"
Wei Shuyu gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Then my father slaps you, a slanderer, do you admit it or not?"
"recognize!"
"good!"
Wei Zheng raised the cane and whipped it hard!
Snapped!
Wei Shuyu couldn't help but groan.
This time, Wei Zheng tried his best.
Wei Shuyu has entered the officialdom...
If he continues to be so arrogant, he is very likely to be caught and besieged by the ministers.
So he must be stricter!
"Playing jokes around the Supreme Emperor and helping him to do misfortune is a jester!"
Wei Zheng raised the cane again: "If my father slaps you, the jester, do you recognize it or not?"
"recognize!"
Snapped.
Wei Shuyu's expression did not change.
But he could clearly feel that his back was as red as blood.
The cane whipping on the body is more painful than the wooden stick, but the advantage is that it does not hurt the muscles and bones.
Therefore, many people in ancient times liked to use whips and canes to whip people.
"The Supreme Emperor appoints you as a supervisory doctor to advise the king on his gains and losses!"
Wei Zheng shouted again: "If I slap you again for neglecting your duties, do you admit it or not?"
"recognize!"
Wei Shuyu nodded.
Snapped.
As the cane fell, Wei Zheng picked up the cane and carried it behind him.
"Get up." Wei Zheng said.
Wei Shuyu straightened up, his back still strong.
"Do you have any complaints about my father beating you?" Wei Zheng looked at his son seriously.
"No!"
Wei Shuyu answered quickly.
Wrong is wrong!
Wei Zheng was right.
He did indeed spray Li Junxian.
The most important thing is, you are me, do I dare to complain?
"Don't blame me for being cruel to my father."
Wei Zheng finally couldn't help but explain: "If I don't beat you today, you will still be stupid in the future!"
"Don't blame me for being cruel as a father."
"My father has high hopes for you, and I don't want you to be targeted by other officials because of your words!"
Wei Shuyu nodded in an educated manner.
"Do you know what categories Xunzi divided ministers into?" Wei Zheng changed the subject.
Xunzi?
Isn't that Confucius's brother?
Confucius created it and Xunzi inherited it.
If the words are not enough, here comes another one...
It is indeed a famous sect, with countless treasures and secrets!
"Dad, didn't you just talk about a lot of ministers? Is there more?" Wei Shuyu asked.
"Xunzi divided ministers into four categories..."
Wei Zheng paced in the hall and explained: "The first is a state minister, the second is a hero, the third is a saint, and the fourth is a usurper!"
"Those who use posture will perish, those who use skill will become strong, those who use saints will become kings, and those who use usurpers will be in danger..."
Suddenly, Wei Zheng turned around and asked, "Do you know what a holy minister is?"
Wei Shuyu shook his head.
"On the top, you can respect the emperor, and on the bottom, you can love the people; the government orders are enlightening, and the punishments are like shadows below; when the soldiers encounter changes, they are all given like a ring; by analogy and praise, when there is no way to deal with it, the tune becomes the control image, this is the saint minister. .”
"If I have to name one person, Kong Ming during the Three Kingdoms period was also a holy minister."
"My father hopes that you will become more than just a remonstrator and critic..."
"But become a holy minister and a capable minister!"
Wei Shuyu only felt his scalp numb.
You expect too much from me.
In fact, I just want to be a carefree second-generation official...
Holy Minister.
Do you do this work when you are full and full?
"What? You don't want to?"
Wei Zheng narrowed his eyes.
"Willing, willing."
Wei Shuyu nodded repeatedly.
You've already slapped me, can I not do it?
"The role of a father is to be a critic."
"With His Majesty's great love, reaching the position of serving as a servant is almost the limit!"
"And in this position, the father no longer has the energy to do other things!"
"But you are different..."
"If your mercantile policy continues to be implemented, millions of people will be blessed!"
"On top, you can respect the king; on the bottom, you can love the people..."
"Your path has been paved by you!"
"As a father, I hope you can continue to walk..."
dark place.
Li Shimin sighed.
Damn Old Wei, making people love and hate him all day long.
Forget it, I won’t mock you this time.
"Go back to the palace!"
Turning around, Li Shimin left Wei Mansion.
The historian hesitated and followed Li Shimin away.
The boy said that he could record it in a few days.
Wei Shuyu was receiving instruction, and if interrupted, a holy minister might be ruined.
But when he left, he had another piece of paper in his hand...
The seventh year of Zhenguan, July 20th.
Duke Zheng of Wei whipped his son Shuyu three times.
A slanderous minister.
The second whip is the jester.
Three draws is also dereliction of duty...
Teach it based on the discussion of Xunzi’s sages.
Note: I followed His Majesty, leaned out the window and listened, slipped away, and did not disturb him...
