'Your Majesty, Your Majesty?
Why did the emperor come here? Who is that young master that the emperor can come to see in person?
The emperor is wearing ordinary clothes, which means he is visiting privately incognito. Even the guards are wearing ordinary clothes, so his identity cannot be revealed.
But the problem is, the Ouchi guards have obviously misunderstood. How can they reveal my identity without revealing my identity...'
The young man didn't know that his father had so many inner dramas. He just felt that Li Qing was very good at putting on a show, which was fine before, but now that he was seven or eight feet away, this was not enough?
Isn't this purely unreasonable?
He was going to give Li Qing a good argument.
"Hey, are they all your people?"
Li Qing was stunned: Why is this rebellious boy here again? By the way...he is quite rebellious.
Zhu Jianshen was also stunned, and turned to look at Li Qing: Do you know him?
The guard commander was also confused: Why is there another one? How did this person get in?
The young father was already sweating profusely. He wanted to rebuke his son, but he was frightened by the Holy Master and his heart felt like fried oil.
Everyone was full of inner drama, and the scene was once very embarrassing...
"Ahem," Li Qing cleared his throat and said, "They are Mr. Zhu's people. What do you want?"
"Zhu... Your Majesty." The guard commander almost muttered as Li Qing said, and hurriedly bowed and asked in surprise, "Is this...?"
Zhu Jianshen didn't answer, and turned to look at the young man and the middle-aged man beside him.
Upon seeing this, the commander of the guards reported: "Your Majesty, these two people are sneaking around. The younger one saw that they were suspicious, so..."
"There's nothing suspicious." Zhu Jianshen raised his hand to interrupt and said to the middle-aged man: "Your name is... Wang Hua, right?"
It's a pity that the emperor still remembers me... Wang Hua relaxed and felt a little flattered. He bowed hurriedly and said, "Wang Hua has met the emperor."
"No gifts, no gifts," Zhu Jian asked with a deep smile, "Is this your son?"
"Yes," Wang Hua said with a stern look on his face, and whispered through his teeth: "My son will pay tribute to the emperor quickly."
The young man was a little reluctant, but he was still obedient and bowed his hands, "I have met Mr. Huang."
"Well," Zhu Jianshen said with a smile, "They are all mine, what do you want to say?"
Wang Hua's heart suddenly raised in his throat, fearing that his naughty son would displease the Emperor, but he could not interrupt the Emperor's question, so he could only look at his son pleadingly.
Son, take it easy for me.
The naughty son did not disappoint him and remained naughty as ever, "Are you a little too overbearing as a servant? My father and I just stopped here for a moment, and then we suspected that we were up to no good. Why?"
What's the point of calling my father and son here and there just based on speculation? "
Li Qing couldn't help laughing and said to Zhu Jianshen: "I think... what he said makes sense."
Zhu Jianshen was also a little bit dumbfounded, but he really couldn't say anything to refute, "Child, what's your name?"
"His name is Xiaoyun." Li Qing interrupted.
"That's a nickname," the young man glanced at Li Qing dissatisfiedly, "My name is Wang Shouren."
"Wang Shouren..." Zhu Jianshen nodded, "Knowing and benevolence cannot keep it. Even if you gain it, you will lose it. Hmm...a good name."
He looked at Wang Hua and praised: "As expected of the number one scholar, he is well named."
Wang Hua bowed and said humbly: "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary."
Zhu Jianshen knew Wang Hua well. He was the number one scholar in the 17th year of Chenghua, and was later awarded the title of editor of the Hanlin Academy. This was the number one scholar he appointed, so of course he knew him.
Wang Shouren was surprised when he heard this: "So, you are also a court official?"
"Yes," Zhu Jianshen nodded and joked, "I'm still your father's boss."
"So, your official is very powerful?"
"Well, it's big." Zhu Jianshen found it interesting and nodded with a smile.
"Can officials be unreasonable?"
"Of course not." Zhu Jianshen said with a smile, "But there is something wrong with me. I have never apologized since I was born, so if you want me to apologize, I'm afraid that won't work."
Wang Shouren was not unreasonable, and said generously: "It doesn't matter if you don't apologize. Just be reasonable. You don't have to admit your mistakes, but you still have to correct them when you realize them."
Zhu Jianshen couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "I have learned a lesson."
Then, he looked at Wang Hua and praised: "Your son has been taught very well. If you train him well, he may not be able to become a pillar of the country."
"Your Majesty, your praise is ridiculous." Wang Hua smiled apologetically, but felt uneasy in his heart. He didn't know whether the Emperor was being polite or saying something sarcastic.
Zhu Jianshen didn't stay any longer, turned around and got on the sedan chair...
Wang Hua bowed to the sedan chair but did not get up for a long time.
"Father, everyone is gone." Wang Shouren helped his father up and said puzzledly, "Father, didn't you say that you need to keep a normal mind when doing things, handle everything indifferently, and have a clear conscience? Although he is your boss, It doesn’t have to be like this… just trying to please, right?”
"Naughty thing!" Wang Hua considers himself a humble gentleman, but his naughty son can always poke his lungs inadvertently. His self-restraint is vulnerable in front of his son.
Wang Hua was about to use force, but suddenly realized that there were outsiders there, so he held back.
Wang Hua exhaled a long breath, picked up Sven, cupped his hands and said, "Make the young master laugh."
It's really boring, so why don't you take action and let me see the excitement... Li Qing returned the gesture and said: "My son has an unruly personality and is outstanding, which is truly commendable."
Wang Hua, however, was not proud, but rather ashamed, "Ashamed, I have read the books of sages in vain, but I can't even teach my son well. I'm really... ashamed."
Wang Shouren sighed and consoled him: "Father, don't worry, your son will become a sage in the future. You always read his books..."
"Pop!"
Wang Hua couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to speak loudly. This was the first time he was so rude in front of outsiders. It was really... his son had gone too far.
First he was rude to the Holy One, and then he said such nonsense. If he didn't fight, he would be sorry for the Holy One and the saint.
It seems that after beating him for a long time, Wang Hua completely abandoned the politeness of the literati and opened his bow from left to right, giving him a big mouthful.
Wang Shouren was rebellious, but not treasonous. When his father was really angry, he no longer refuted, or even hid, and was beaten honestly, letting his father vent his anger.
Wang Hua was really angry. He didn't know how he got here just now. Fortunately, the emperor was broad-minded and open-minded. Otherwise, it would be a big sin to contradict the emperor like that.
He was angry, so he struck harder. Soon, Wang Shouren's face was swollen from being slapped.
Li Qing hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Brother Wang, please calm down. Your son has no intention of being rash, so he won't be so harsh."
Although the young man is rebellious, he has an innocent heart. He is a little unruly and rebellious, but he is kind at heart.
After all, as a father, how can he not feel sorry for his son? Wang Hua took advantage of the situation and retracted his hand. Seeing that his son's cheeks were red and swollen, and his nose was bleeding, he felt distressed and... angry.
"You can't hide when a big stick is carried away by a small stick... You, you unfilial and rebellious son, wipe it out quickly."
Wang Shouren raised his sleeves and covered his nose, and said sullenly: "Father, you are being unreasonable. As the saying goes: if the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die; if the father wants the son to die, the son has to die;
You keep beating your son, but how can your son dare to hide away? Isn't this just letting you vent your anger? Why do you still blame your son? "
Wang Hua's rising fatherly love was shattered again. Lao Wang completely broke his guard and shouted: "Li Lili, I am your father, this is the ultimate truth!"
"Look, I'm in a hurry." Wang Shouren felt aggrieved and helpless, "You haven't vented your anger yet?"
"Oh!"
What does it mean to be gentle and sweep the floor? Wang Zhuangyuan is like this. At this moment, he has no trace of a scholar's self-cultivation, and he is almost like a shrew.
"What a sin!" Wang Hua closed his eyes in pain.
His son was like this. He couldn't bring himself to hit him again, but he couldn't bear the pain without hitting him. He was really... depressed.
If you have a son like this, why worry about not being angry to death?
Wang Hua was almost furious!
After a while, he said tremblingly: "Let's go back and explain to you for my father."
He forced an ugly smile towards Li Qing, cupped his hands and said, "Wang has no way of teaching his son, I hope you will take care of him."
Li Qing returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Wang Hua couldn't stand to stay any longer, so he grabbed his son by the collar and left.
"Father, can you let go, and my son will go back with you..."
"This young man... is really interesting." Li Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud and said to himself: "In this era, such young people are rare."
In this feudal era with strict regulations, it is really rare for young people to have such a kind heart.
It's just...a bit of an axis.
However, the axis is not all shortcomings, it also contains a layer of praise - persistence.
All those who have great achievements are those who are persistent.
Shaking his head in amusement, Li Qing turned around and returned to the small courtyard. In his eyes, this was just an interesting episode and not worthy of too much attention.
…
For more than ten days, Li Qing did not see the boy again. It seemed that the boy had been subdued by his father's reasoning.
Zhu Jianshen came twice. He wanted to chat with Li Qing, but was coaxed by Li Qing to sort out the household registration books.
Zhu Jianshen was so angry that he said, "You guys, you bullied me too much" and went back to work, but he didn't come for a few days.
Li Qing rarely had leisure time. He ate delicious food all day long, or went to the Liyuan to listen to operas or Yiqinglou to listen to music. He lived a leisurely life...
This morning, Li Qing came back from having breakfast on Jingshi Street and saw the boy again.
It was like meeting him for the first time. The young man was still looking at the small bamboo forest, like an old monk in meditation, concentrating.
"Hello."
Wang Shouren was startled, turned to look at him, and said angrily: "What's wrong? I'm not standing in front of your house this time. You have no reason to chase me away."
Li Qing nodded amusedly: "How about... go in and take a look?"
Wang Shouren was startled and said in surprise: "Are you so kind?"
"...Think of good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs." Li Qing snorted: "Under the Emperor's feet, can I still eat you?"
"That's true." Wang Shouren nodded, then bowed his hands and said, "Thank you very much."
Li Qing joked: "Why are you so polite this time?"
"You invited me to be your guest, so I should thank you."
"...Okay." Li Qing was not serious, mainly...he felt that he might not be able to convince this young man.
