"Daddy will teach you today: use any of them, it just depends on how you use them."
Long Qing's words made Xiao Zhu Yijun a little confused, and he subconsciously questioned: "But the sage said..."
But as soon as he said these words, he was interrupted by Long Qing waving his hand: "Don't mention the words of the saints for now. The words of the saints may be applicable to all people in the world, but there are also many words that are not applicable to the emperor."
Zhu Yijun was speechless. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. After all, his father's words completely broke his inherent thoughts.
There are many words of saints that are not applicable to the emperor?
However, Long Qing seemed not to want to talk more about this issue. He just continued the topic and said: "The emperor's employment depends on the role of the person, not what he wants. Jun'er, don't overthink things. It's too simple, and don't think about things too complicated. For example, when it comes to hiring people, saints may have said a lot of truths, but as an emperor, don't think about that. The emperor actually only has two things to consider: What he wants, you give it to him Can you afford it, and are you willing to give it?”
Zhu Yijun rolled his eyes a few times and seemed to have some understanding, but he obviously didn't understand everything.
When Long Qing saw it, he smiled, reached out and patted his imperial couch, and said, "Sit forward."
Zhu Yijun was startled for a moment, then hesitantly said: "This is the imperial couch."
Long Qing waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Sooner or later it will be yours. There are no outsiders here now, so don't think about that. Come sit here."
Zhu Yijun hesitated for a moment, but he was still a child after all. Seeing that his father didn't care at all, he threw away those rules, stood up and sat on Long Qing's imperial couch, almost squeezing into his father's arms.
Long Qing stretched out his hand lovingly, touched his head, took off the melon skin cap on his head, and looked at his half-grown hair. , although Zhu Yijun was underage, he was already a prince and enrolled in school, so he began to grow his hair. In the same way, Gao Pingshi also started to grow his hair because he had become an official], and said: "Dad originally thought that it would not be too late to teach you these principles when you are older, but now it seems... Earlier is better.”
Zhu Yijun also knew what his father meant by these words, but he actually didn't think it was really a big deal that his father fainted today - in fact, for children of his age, his father is like a mountain, the person he can most rely on. Unexpectedly, the mountain may suddenly collapse.
So Zhu Yijun comforted him: "Dad, it's human nature to get sick. Just take medicine and you'll be fine."
Long Qing laughed, and the laugh was very long. It was so long that Zhu Yijun began to wonder if he had said the wrong thing, and his face was blank.
Seeing his half-grown son who was sometimes smart and sometimes ignorant, Long Qing's laughter gradually gained some unspeakable meaning, until it finally turned into a sigh.
Zhu Yijun asked in a low voice: "Dad, am I right?"
Long Qing braced himself and said firmly: "No, you are right, daddy will get better, and daddy will leave you an unshakable Ming Dynasty."
Only then did Zhu Yijun laugh happily and said, "Has dad taken the medicine?"
"Eat, eat." Long Qing responded with a smile, and then said: "Hey, look, we are going too far again... Where did we just talk?"
Zhu Yijun had a good memory. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Dad, when it comes to the emperor employing people, there are actually only two things to consider: whether the emperor can afford what they want, and whether he is willing to give it."
"Oh, yes." Long Qing nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and then continued: "These two issues will be very troublesome if they are spread out. Let's keep it simple."
Zhu Yijun nodded vigorously. He could also subconsciously feel that these two issues would be very complicated when put together, and maybe his father would say something that would shock him.
While Long Qing was organizing his thoughts and words, he reached out and patted Zhu Yijun's back gently, just like he had done when his son was still an infant a few years ago.
Xiao Zhu Yijun also enjoyed this kind of warmth. He didn't mean to rush it at all, and even half-squinted his eyes with some enjoyment.
After a while, Long Qing said: "Whether you can afford it or not, in the final analysis, is to judge your subordinate's ambition."
Zhu Yijun already understood the word "ambition", and he felt a little nervous at the moment, and his little body suddenly stiffened slightly.
Long Qing put a little more force on his hand, patted him, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, everyone has ambitions, and ambition is not necessarily a bad thing."
"Ambition is not necessarily a bad thing?" Zhu Yijun was startled and asked.
"Of course, not only is ambition not necessarily a bad thing, but even the ambition of most people is a good thing... It is a kind of self-motivation. In many cases, there is no difference between this kind of 'ambition' and 'aspiration'." Long Qing Looking at his son gently, he explained: "The ambition that the world often talks about is actually mostly due to the lack of restraints on this ambition."
Zhu Yijun said "Oh" half-understanding.
Long Qing saw his son's confusion and continued to explain: "Dad, let me give you an example - well, you have read history, right? Have you read Tang History?"
"I have done reading, but it is not considered deep reading. Teachers don't teach this." Zhu Yijun hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth: "Dad, when I read history, I usually read it with Gao Pragmatic. He likes reading it very much. He also likes to discuss history with me. I think he has great insights into many historical events, so I told him last time that I would let him compile history in the future."
Long Qing laughed and even joked about himself: "You probably promised him the position of CEO and would compile my records in the future? What kind of temple name do you plan to give me?"
Long Qing dared to say this, but Zhu Yijun did not dare to accept it. He was even shocked immediately. He was so frightened that he quickly got up and knelt down in front of the imperial couch, kowtowing repeatedly: "Father, I have betrayed my son. How dare I say such a treason?" words?"
"Get up, get up. How old are you? Even if you say it, it's just childish talk. Besides, I know you won't say it." Long Qing pulled his son's arm and motioned for him to stand up. Zhu Yijun then stood up with fear. But he didn't dare to sit on the royal couch anymore, he just stood with his hands down.
Unexpectedly, Long Qing himself came to talk, thought about it, and said: "Actually speaking, among the possible temple names that I could get, my favorite is 'Zhongzong'. Zhongzong is also the Zhongxing sect. Originally, I thought that There is such an opportunity, but it is a pity... Now it seems that it will be difficult." When he said this, he sighed indifferently and said: "I'm afraid that he will be a 'Mu Zong' by then."
The temple title of Mu Zong is not very good. According to the habit of taking the temple title, the general idea is that the emperor is generally pretty good and basically does not mess around, but he likes to have fun, and the worst thing is-short-lived.
In the past, like Muzong of the Tang Dynasty, and in the future, like Muzong of the Qing Dynasty (Emperor Tongzhi), it was the same tune: there were no serious mistakes in government, and even because he was willing to delegate power (or was unable to hold power), the world was relatively peaceful, but he was a person who liked to enjoy himself. In the end, Ying Died young.
Zhu Yijun didn't quite understand the meaning of the temple name. He just opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Long Qing himself turned around, smiled to himself, and said: "Dad is a little confused today, and his words always go off topic. Let's talk about ambition first - what do you think of the Anshi Rebellion?"
