Chapter 7 Be their king

Style: Fantasy Author: Yan Pang RoadWords: 2966Update Time: 24/02/20 17:53:23
The next day, Zhao Gao bumped into Ji Tan before going to Langhuan Pavilion. His heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to show it at all, so he bowed respectfully to the old man. Fortunately, this time the old man just glanced at where Zhao Gao was going. When he saw him bowing slightly, he nodded, flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back and left without looking back.

When Zhao Gao arrived at Langhuan Pavilion, he was not in a hurry to go up to the fifth floor. He first found the volume of "Mencius" that he had not finished reading that day on the fourth floor, and then conveniently selected the volume of "The Book of Songs" not far away and held it in his hand. , then Shi Shiran went up to the fifth floor.

It is late spring now, and the sunshine is particularly good, not losing warmth and not being dazzling. Zhao Gao stood in front of the window for a while before sitting down with satisfaction. He took advantage of the leisure time when the baby didn't come to read the book. Unexpectedly, he was so absorbed in reading that he didn't even notice when the baby came to him.

The doll exerted all his energy and climbed up to the fifth floor. Without a chance to catch his breath, he excitedly walked around the bookshelves. However, he stopped when he reached the corner and looked inside. Sure enough, he saw a white figure as expected. , in a good mood, he walked around the bookshelf and walked to Zhao Gao in a few steps.

Seeing that he was concentrating on the book in his hand and did not notice himself, Wawa wanted to call him, but opened his mouth but didn't know what to call him, and felt a little frustrated. However, after a short period of frustration, the doll cheered up again, imitating those adults, and pretended to cough a few times to attract his attention.

Who would have thought that Zhao Gao was such a selfless reader that he couldn't get his attention with such a little noise. Zhao Gao, who is currently reading, exudes a calm and peaceful aura, which seems to be refreshing and penetrates the heart. Once the baby is infected by him, most of the impetuous air around him has gone away.

Feeling at ease, he put one hand behind his back and patted Zhao Gao's shoulder gently with the other hand, looking like a little adult. This time Zhao Gao's attention was finally freed from the book.

Feeling that someone had tapped him on the shoulder, Zhao Gao raised his head and met the baby's energetic phoenix eyes. Although this child is young, he is more mature than his peers. However, this maturity is not mellow or lifeless. He also has the liveliness, ignorance and cuteness that his peers should have, but he has a little more radiance between his eyebrows than others. Heroic.

This kind of heroic spirit is different from Wang Chong's. Wang Chong's is clear and sassy, ​​but this child has a natural sharpness, which sometimes even gives people the illusion of domineering inadvertently.

It is said that both the innocence of a child and the domineering spirit of a hero should contradict each other when put on the same person, but in Zhao Gao's opinion, the two not only blend together, but also look very natural when placed on a doll. Even this contrast Sometimes it makes Zhao Gao feel like "the doll is cute".

"Here?" Zhao Gao put down the book in his hand, waved to him, and motioned for him to find a place to sit down. The doll obediently sat down in front of him with her short legs crossed, but before he could open his mouth, she suddenly remembered something and asked seriously: "I don't know your name yet." After a pause, she felt something was wrong. Why did any student ask first? He didn’t know what the teacher’s name was, and he quickly added: “My mother, they all call me A Zheng.”

As he spoke, he took Zhao Gao's hand and started writing one stroke at a time in his palm. This writing made Zhao Gao feel quite strange, because Wawa wrote it twice. The first time was the word "zheng" for Zhao, and the second time was the word "zheng" for Qin. "How do you know the character Qin?"

Wa Wa didn't know why he asked this question, but he still said honestly: "When I was fleeing, the husband my mother and father found for me was from Qin. The husband said that although he was in Zhao country, he would never forget the love of his mother country. Well, so he wants me to follow him in speaking Qin dialect and learning Qin characters."

After saying this, Zhao Gao couldn't help but smile, but then he frowned. Although it is always good to learn more about the language of another country, after all, his feet are still on the land of Zhao State. Qin and Zhao are originally feuding people. , a new blood feud was added after the Changping War...

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao said seriously: "I can also teach you the Qin character, but there is only one thing. Don't write it in front of others in the future. Can you promise me?"

Wa Wa remembered that his husband had said similar things before, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. Now that Zhao Gao said this, he suddenly understood why he and his mother entered the palace. He knew that Zhao Gao was caring about him when he said this. So I nodded solemnly.

"You haven't told me your name yet." The doll was not deceived this time. After agreeing to Zhao Gao's conditions, he still remembered the question he had asked and looked at him intently, saying, "I know you are changing the subject." , it depends on whether you say it or not.”

Sure enough, this baby was still difficult to coax, so Zhao Gao had no choice but to admit his defeat and said: "Zhao Gao." In fact, he still feels a little weird when he says these two words. Although he accepts the reality, after all, this "Zhao Gao" is history. It's a notorious person, not a good name, so I'll try my best not to mention it.

Now Nai Hecai was "forced" by the doll, and he wrote his name on the palm of his hand. After writing, the doll was indeed satisfied. He put his hands on his knees and happily decided: "Then I will call you Xiao Gao." It was not a question but an affirmative tone.

Zhao Gao actually didn't object to being called "Xiao Gao" by a kid who was twenty or thirty years younger than him. Anyway, he just nodded and let him go.

He threw the volume of "The Book of Songs" that he had put aside early in the morning to the baby and said, "The Master said, 'If you don't study the Book of Songs, you will have nothing to say.' I will start teaching from the Book of Songs [1]."

As soon as the baby heard the word "Confucius", he immediately became unhappy and asked: "Why should we learn what the old man of Confucianism admires? My husband once said that a man should learn the emperor's knowledge of managing the world and applying it. , I don’t want to look at those soft things.”

Zhao Gao couldn't laugh or cry when asked such a question by the baby. A baby at this age is like a seedling that has just emerged from the ground. It will grow according to the kind of fertilizer and water it is poured on, and it will climb along whatever pole is nearby.

The gentleman before was a Qin person, and the baby had some Qin people's habits. The people of Qin are martial, and the children are not cowards. They are not afraid of heaven and earth. The people of Qin are generous and straightforward in speaking and doing, and the children also say one thing. The people of Qin are famous for their mellow and brave people, and they are good most of the time in these troubled times.

But the good qualities of the Qin people sometimes give people a headache. [2] Throughout the history of the Qin kings, the people they trusted and appointed were mostly utilitarian people from the Three Jin Dynasties, especially the Legalists and Politicians. Therefore, for many years, the learning that the Qin people were exposed to was generally limited to the Three Jin Dynasties, and However, he had little involvement in Confucianism in the Qilu area, and he had no ruthless appreciation for it.

Therefore, the Qin State has always followed a vigorous path. Even in the future, Qin Shihuang will use the way of governing the country. The title of "violent Qin" has been called "violent Qin" for two thousand years, which is probably closely related to this. indivisible.

Strength is extremely easy to break, and a good seedling needs some toughness when it is standing tall, so Zhao Gao coaxed: "How were you doing outside the palace?" The baby buried his head in thought and shook his head honestly: "Not good. "

"What's wrong?" Zhao Gao then asked. "Before my father found my mother and I, we were often hungry all day long. Once my mother left me half a piece of bean cake, and she fainted from hunger." The more the baby talked, the more distressed he became.

Zhao Gao rubbed his hair and comforted him by saying, "It's all over." Then he asked, "What about others, are they living better than you?" Wawa shook his head: "The puppy and his mother who live outside Handan City were killed. He starved to death. I saw it with my own eyes. The body was left in the earthen house for two days, and then an uncle from the Zhang family couldn't stand it anymore, so he wrapped his body in a straw mat and buried it."

The calm tone when the baby spoke made Zhao Gao's heart skip a beat, and he asked carefully and tentatively: "Is the puppy your friend?" The baby nodded: "Yes." This time, the baby's expression was indeed a little dazed, and he felt It reminds me of some past events.

Zhao Gao asked again: "Aren't you sad?" Wawa shook his head again: "We met at first, but then I didn't feel sad anymore after seeing more."

But after seeing it more often, I didn't feel sad anymore... After hearing this, Zhao Gao was stunned on the spot. Zhao Gao still couldn't forget that calm look when he thought about it many years later. It was the baby's next words that brought him back from his confusion.

"Because I promised Xiaoxiao'er that I would definitely find a way to prevent those people from dying in the future. Xiaoxiao'er said that if I was smart, I would be able to become a marquis and prime minister, so he believed me. But later I heard from my husband that Wang They are the most powerful ones, so now I don’t want to be a prince or prime minister, I want to be their king.”

Who didn’t dream of taking the Tsinghua University entrance examination and becoming a great scientist and leader of the country as a child? Zhao Gao didn't know the identity of the baby at this time. He only said this as he was young, ignorant and ignorant, and didn't think much about it for a while.

But he did not dampen the enthusiasm of the baby, and further guided: "Then if you want to be a king, you want to find a way to prevent them from dying. It is not enough to just learn what you call the emperor's knowledge of being practical."

"Why is it not enough?" Wawa asked puzzledly. "The study of emperors and kings teaches how to govern and strengthen the country, but the foundation of the country is the people. The essence of Confucianism is how to benefit the people, which is the method you mentioned to prevent them from dying."

Looking at the baby, he was still very puzzled, so Zhao Gao did not go any further. Teaching children relies on slow guidance. Some things can only be learned slowly in the future, and there is no rush now. "Okay, let's talk about this later. In short, if you don't like something that the old Confucian man admires, you have to have a reason. How can you know what's wrong if you don't look at it?"

"That's right." Wawa thinks it makes sense. Zhao Gao saw that provoking him with words had an effect, so he continued to change his tactics and said, "I see that you seem to be interested in Qin, so I'll start with Qin Feng."

So Zhao Gao touched the baby's thoughts, picked a piece of "Wuyi" that suited his appetite, and started teaching it. The people of Qin value valor and bravery, and have a custom of forgetting life and despising death since ancient times. This passionate and impassioned war song with the same hatred for the enemy is a reflection of the fact that this custom still exists. For a while, it attracted the child's yearning, and he actually forgot the original intention of finding fault.