"The conscience of a scholar is shame." Before Li Yanxi could speak, Zhu Jun took a step forward and said, "Mr. Song is a great scholar in the world and a role model for scholars, but he turned a blind eye and ignored the frozen bones on the roadside. Could it be that Is this Mr. Song’s sense of shame?”
"King Wu, don't mess around here..."
"When did I become so arrogant? You pointed at my husband and scolded me in front of me, thinking that I am a vegetarian?" Zhu Jun said coldly: "Although I have not read any books, my husband taught me All in mind.
As the saying goes, those who are prosperous can help the world, while those who are poor can only take care of themselves.
Mr. Song has excellent moral character and high moral prestige, but he still keeps to himself and does not carry forward his first good deeds.
Instead of holding a book in the university hall and telling my brothers and nephews what etiquette, kindness, justice and shame are, sir, it would be better for them to come outside and see for themselves.
Let them help three or five people and personally hand over the relief items to the hands of the victims.
That is definitely more sobering than empty talk.
However, my husband regards fame, wealth and money as nothing but filth. He has lofty ambitions and is willing to put his own reputation on the line for the sake of the victims.
This is a great Confucian who is admirable and worthy of learning.
Instead of cherishing feathers, being aloof every day, being a king with strong words, but being a dwarf in action!
Moreover, the sword is the weapon of the saint. If it enters the hands of the saint, it is a weapon of mercy. If it enters the hands of the bandits, it will become a murderous weapon for hurting others and yourself.
Mr. Song may have a lot of knowledge, but his level is far inferior to that of Mr. Wang! "
These words were so reasonable and well-founded, citing the words of a sage, that Song Lian's face turned green as a result of his derogation.
Li Yanxi on the side couldn't help but straighten her back, thinking, "The King of Wu understands me!"
I even secretly rejoiced that what I did was actually so great!
"You, you, you... use strong words to confuse right and wrong, you..." Song Lian was trembling with anger.
Seeing this, Li Yanxi put away her secret joy and said to Zhu Jun: "His Royal Highness King Wu, Scholar Song also reminds us not to forget our true intentions. You should not speak so fiercely!"
Zhu Jun quickly handed over his hands and said: "Sir, what you said is true, but if others humiliate you and the students are indifferent, then why do you have to be a teacher and learn from them?"
Li Yanxi's eyes were full of appreciation, she couldn't help but nodded, and immediately said to Song Lian: "Scholar Song, since the gambling has begun, you can't come and interfere with us.
What I do is my business and has nothing to do with you. If I can do something beneficial to the victims, I am willing to risk everything. "
"Okay, okay, I kindly reminded you to cherish your feathers. It's fine if you don't accept it. It's just that you will lose in the future. Don't blame us colleagues for not reminding you!" Song Lian took a deep breath, flicked his sleeves, and left with the others.
Xu Miaojin, who was not far away, saw this scene and was confused: "Is this still the Madman Zhu I know? How can he be so eloquent?"
"Needless to say, it must have been taught by Li Yanxi!" Xu Tianshou thought of the slaps Zhu Jun gave him, and felt angry. He turned his head and glanced at the charity lottery, thinking about it, and asked people to buy three lottery tickets. Each one has a hundred bets, and he immediately said: "Wait until tomorrow, and take home the first-class grand prize!"
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At this time, the palace also received the news.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Yingxiong, who was writing in a precise manner.
Yang Xian told Zhu Yuanzhang verbatim what happened outside the palace, and even the conversation between Zhu Jun and Song Lian.
"Huh, this bastard is getting better and better at talking, but what he said is right. If his teacher is being humiliated and he just stands by and looks on, then he's got a bad teacher!"
Respecting teachers and teaching is a tradition, and it is something Zhu Yuanzhang admires.
Zhu Jun can do this and has made great progress.
"Okay, let's get down!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand.
After Yang Xian retreated, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Yingxiong who was listening with his ears pricked up, "You little monkey, what are you pretending to be? Your thoughts have already gone abroad, right?"
Zhu Yingxiong quickly put down his pen, ran to Zhu Yuanzhang, and helped him tap his leg, "Grandpa Huang, Uncle Six has won a charity lottery. It looks very interesting. How about we go out and take a look?"
"You are just playful!" In the past, he would definitely not agree, but now, he has been controlling himself, and after Zhu Yingxiong had fun, he was indeed more focused and serious.
"Okay, let's go out and take a look!"
In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang was also curious and wanted to see with his own eyes what this lottery ticket was like.
"Thank you, Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yingxiong jumped up happily.
Soon, the grandfather and grandson left the palace after disguising themselves.
Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing patched clothes, and Zhu Yingxiong was also dressed casually. They looked like an ordinary grandfather and grandson in Yingtian.
Not long after, the two came to the charity lottery.
The store was bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of people coming to buy lottery tickets.
Standing outside, you can see the grand prize of ten thousand taels.
When Zhu Jun learned that Zhu Yuanzhang was coming, he was startled and hurriedly went down from the second floor to greet him. As soon as he came downstairs, Zhu Yingxiong jumped on Zhu Jun and said, "Uncle Six!"
"Ouch, why are you here, kid!" Zhu Jun hugged him quickly.
"Grandpa said to come here, so I came with him!"
"You brat, it's obviously you who begged me to come here!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, glanced at Zhu Jun sideways, and went upstairs.
Zhu Jun hurriedly followed, "Dad, it's not safe with so many people here. Next time you come over, say hello in advance!"
"Why, where do we go, do we still need your permission?" Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the main seat casually.
Zhu Jun poured him tea, "Aren't you worried about your safety?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Jun and felt very pleased. This boy has really improved than before.
Li Yanxi, great teaching!
"Uncle Six, can I buy a ticket for the lottery ticket below?" Zhu Yingxiong asked.
Zhu Jun waved his hand and asked Li Jiba to take Zhu Yingxiong down, and Yang Xian on the side also followed.
As soon as Zhu Yingxiong left, Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened, "You evildoer, kneel down!"
Plop!
Zhu Jun subconsciously knelt on the ground and asked, "Dad, what happened to me?"
"What's wrong? We've all been embarrassed by you!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted: "You are the mighty King of Wu. You only set up bets and started doing business.
Where do you want us to put our faces? "
Business is a despicable industry. Although he does not suppress business, it would be embarrassing to say that a descendant of the royal family is engaged in business?
"My father also knows about the gambling. Besides, what's wrong with business? Without merchants to circulate goods, what will the people eat and use?
The imperial court controlled salt and iron, but people always had to dress and travel, right?
Profiteers are cheap, but businessmen are not. As long as they are not making a fortune for the country and do not do anything harmful to nature or justice, they should be supported! " Zhu Jun said.
"You dare to contradict us?" Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Zhu Jun, "Did Shen Jiazi tell you this?"
"So what?" Zhu Jun frowned and said in line with the principle that a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist: "You can't be rich without business, you can't be strong without work, you can't be stable without farming, Dabao is right!"
