Bang bang! Bang bang!

Wang Ming applauded.

"That's good, because Zhu Biao thinks so too."

"As much as Your Majesty hates Yuan Ting for being unethical, Zhu Biao hates Song Lian, an old scholar."

"Because the essence of both is the same, both are forced!"

"It's just that one is forcing you to have no food to eat, and the other is forcing him to study hard."

"Isn't that right? Zhu Biao, my good nephew, come and tell Uncle Ming whether you hate Song Lian, an old and sour scholar."

"Remember, don't lie. This is not what a gentleman in Confucianism would do."

"Besides, both your Majesty and I can tell whether you are in a hurry or not."

"Biao'er, how can you hate Mr. Song... Biao'er, Biao'er, please don't panic, let's..."

Zhu Biao stared blankly at Wang Ming, Song Lian, and then back at Zhu Yuanzhang. His eyes turned red visibly, and then he bowed his head respectfully, but did not say a word.

"..."

If he didn't say anything, he would say everything. Zhu Yuanzhang swayed and looked at Zhu Biao and couldn't believe that his good son actually hated Song Lian so deeply in his heart!

"Continue to talk about the fifth rule of this old sour scholar."

"It is exactly what Confucianism calls respecting teachers and teaching."

"What's the point of 'all the regulations drawn up by the master of the East Palace must be reported to the emperor and the queen for approval. Once it is concluded, the emperor, the queen and the emperor's respective mothers and concubines are not allowed to interfere'."

"Listen, listen, what kind of life Zhu Biao lived in the East Palace, don't you understand? What this sentence means is that Song Lian has unlimited reasons and rules to force and cripple Zhu Biao's body and mind, and everything must be done according to Confucianism

Learn from the perfect gentleman in ethics!"

"Zhu Biao can't cry out about pain, he can't cry out about tiredness, he can't make trouble, he can't even cry bitterly to you, my father."

"Because, these are the perfect Ming Dynasty monarchs!!!"

"As long as people are not crazy, just drive them crazy!!!"

"Look at what Zhu Biao looks like now. Do you think he is perfect? ​​He is a perfect prince, knowledgeable and courteous, gentle and elegant, friendly to others, and caring for his younger brother..."

"Damn it, who would have thought that he is only thirteen years old?!!!"

"My good majesty, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Chongba, think about it carefully, what did you look like when you were thirteen?"

"Besides not having enough to eat, what else are you unhappy about?"

"Think about it again, do you think it's normal for Zhu Biao to be like this?"

"According to the rules of the Eastern Palace of this old and sour scholar, it is not nurturing them, but crippling the physical and mental health of the princes!"

"We, we...but, there is nothing wrong with respecting teachers."

"There is indeed nothing wrong with respecting teachers and teaching in Confucianism, but if the teacher is wrong, what should the students do?"

"This is the biggest disadvantage of respecting teachers and teaching in Eastern Confucianism. The teacher is right in everything."

"But in the West, there is a sage who said, I love my teacher, but I love the truth even more!"

"If the teacher makes a mistake or teaches the wrong thing, do the students still have to listen?"

"So the fifth rule, respecting teachers and teaching is right, but this Western philosophy should be added."

"Hmph! There is one last thing that Your Majesty has overlooked."

"I know that this old sour scholar does have a lot of attainments and talents in Confucianism, but the method of teaching etiquette and rules he talks about is bullshit!"

"Check his children and grandchildren. How many of them have become successful under his bullshit teaching rules?"

"This, this, this..."

As soon as he said this, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly realized that none of Song Lian's children, grandchildren, and nephews were indeed talented.

Maybe Song Lian did have some abilities and could be called one of the four most talented people in eastern Zhejiang along with Liu Bowen, but he really didn't have this ability when it came to teaching students.

It can be said that throughout the ages, there have been very few teachers who can teach students. They are better than Zhuge Kongming. Such a monster still has times when he kills Ma Ji with tears, which shows how difficult teaching is.

"Your Majesty, you really want Zhu Biao to learn something. Instead of looking for this old-fashioned Confucianism, it is better to ask Li Shanchang to teach you! Although he is a rotten Confucian, at least Li Shanchang can be the prime minister. He is indeed a bit of a real scholar."

"Compared with the harm caused by acid Confucianism, rotten Confucianism is much smaller. Corrupt Confucianism is just more corrupt and does less harm to people, but evil Confucianism really does a lot of harm to people and causes endless disasters!"

"Okay, I'm done, Li Shanchang, tell me, what do you think?"

How could Li Shanchang pick up this topic and hummed:

"Wang Ming, you are causing harm to the country with your lies! Mr. Song is a famous man of the generation, the crown prince and grand master..."

Wang Ming waved his hand and said:

"Okay, since you don't want to be the prince's master, then find someone else. Your Majesty, if Li Shanchang is not willing, then go to Liu Bowen, he is more suitable!"

"I'm just afraid that Liu Bowen won't want to do it. He's a smart man. He's afraid of death and thinks too much. He probably won't be willing to do it. But Your Majesty, you can go to the queen and invite Liu Bowen. That's a little bit possible."

"Anyway, no matter what, don't let this old sour scholar come to persecute Zhu Biao. Otherwise, I can tell you that Zhu Biao will definitely die young and will not live to be forty years old."

"You, you! Wang Ming, why do I have such a deep grudge against you? Why do you slander me like this?"

"No, I just don't want you to persecute Zhu Biao anymore, and you will persecute those princes in the future, which will cause endless trouble..."

"You, you...I...poof!!"

Song Lian, an old and sour scholar, was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, quickly, quickly send the imperial doctor!!!"

"Wang Ming, you, you have gone too far. I see you have made Mr. Song angry."

"We, what should we say to you? Well, since you said that Mr. Song's teaching rules are misleading and harming Biao'er and the princes physically and mentally, then it's you! We want to see how you teach the prince and how you make the prince

We are no longer tired of learning and eager to play..."

"What? I won't do this. I don't have the time to teach those naughty kids!"

"We are not discussing with you, we are issuing an edict, an imperial edict!! You must find a way to teach the prince, the princes..."

"Wang Ming, you said that your practice cannot be separated from the blessing of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Biao is the future king, which is related to the future stability of the Ming Dynasty. You don't want the Ming Dynasty to be unstable, right?"

"Your Majesty... Hey, I didn't expect that your Majesty would give it to you as a general... Okay, you can let me teach you, but I also have my own rules."

"What are your rules? How many are there? Let's talk about them."

"It's very simple. There is only one thing. If the princes and princes disobey, I will teach them a lesson. No one can stop them, not even the queen!"

"Isn't this the same as Song Lian's rules?"

"Haha, of course, Your Majesty, you can ask for mercy in person, as long as you can convince them that it is my fault, otherwise, I will not discipline them."

"We want to see how you teach Biao'er and the princes!"
Chapter completed!