Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"Of course, but Shikang, I haven't heard that you have done any research on classics, history, and literature."

Emperor Chongzhen laughed. He probably knew that Zhang Shikang was joking, so he continued to say to the prince:

"Ci Lang, he is the one I told you about before, a key minister of the Ming Dynasty. You should respect him as you respect those gentlemen."

In the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen, Zhang Shikang might not be good at literature, but he was very talented in national policy, military affairs, etc., and was qualified to be his child's teacher.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Cilang did not dare to act rashly and quickly stood up and bowed to Zhang Shikang.

Zhang Shikang just waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, you underestimate me. Although I am too busy to study, I have never missed out on poetry and songs."

Zhang Shikang was dissatisfied with being looked down upon by his brother Chongzhen, and thought to himself, who is he looking down upon?

After all, I am one of the few people who escaped the nine-year compulsory education. Although my university is not very famous, it is not too much to call myself a scholar, right?

"Then let me test you on poetry."

Zhang Shikang thought for a moment and said:

"The monkeys on both sides of the river are crying non-stop. What's the next line?"

Zhu Cilang sneered in his heart when he heard this. He had heard from his teacher that his father was biased and treated an unlearned and dissolute young man as his right-hand man.

Now it seems to be true. It is ridiculous to test him with poems that even a child can learn.

Although he thought so in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face. Instead, he bowed respectfully and said:

"The light boat has passed through thousands of mountains. This is the state of mind of the Qinglian hermit after he was exiled and then pardoned by the emperor. Li Bai..."

"wrong!"

Zhu Cilang not only quickly came up with a line of poetry, but in order to show his erudition, he also explained the background of Li Bai's writing of the poem and the mood that the poem wanted to express.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Shikang.

"The monkeys on both sides of the river are crying incessantly. The next sentence should be "A red apricot blossoms outside the wall."

The two banks face one branch, the monkeys’ voices face the red apricots, and the birds’ cries face the wall. Look, how neat it is!" Zhang Shikang explained.

Zhu Cilang frowned, but Emperor Chongzhen was still smiling. He knew that Zhang Shikang was talking nonsense. This kid was always like this.

But he didn't care, and even thought it was outrageous. But it was quite interesting to say it or not.

"This...this...this is not what is written in the book!" Zhu Cilang defended.

"Oh? Really? Maybe you remembered it wrongly. This is what my teacher taught me. Don't interrupt me and continue listening to the questions!

He sat up in shock from his dying illness.

"The dark wind blows rain into the cold window." Zhu Cilang said again.

"No, it's "Xiao Wenke where he comes from", you are wrong again, come again!

The wheels rumbled and the horses neighed.

"Every pedestrian has a bow and arrow at his waist."

“Yes, the spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors, you are so bad.

May I ask where the tavern is, next sentence. "

Zhu Cilang remained silent. He felt that Zhang Shikang was talking nonsense, but with his father beside him, he did not dare to refute loudly. He just blushed with anger.

"You don't know how? I'll teach you.

May I ask where the tavern is? The shepherd boy is pulling out the weeping willow trees.

Red and tender hands, yellow rattan wine, and two orioles singing in the green willows.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, a line of egrets fly into the blue sky.

Look, how artistic conception is, and there’s more!

He sat up in shock from his dying illness, and soared into the sky. Wow, even Hua Tuo would have given him a thumbs up.

There was a man in the capital who was good at ventriloquism. From then on, the king no longer attended court early in the morning.

"You kid, how dare you not listen carefully? Your Majesty, how should you punish me? How about a ruler?" Zhang Shikang asked.

Emperor Chongzhen was amused and said with a smile:

"Shikang, you are so funny... But where did this ventriloquist come from in the capital? Why didn't the king attend the court early in the morning because of this?"

The author of ventriloquism was from the Qing Dynasty. Emperor Chongzhen had certainly never heard of it, but he knew about ventriloquism. But what did ventriloquism have to do with not attending court early? Emperor Chongzhen didn't understand.

"Voiceover, haha, this is not something that can be told to outsiders." Zhang Shikang said with a sly smile.

Seeing that the little prince's face turned red with anger, but he still refused to lose his temper, as if holding his anger could make him appear well-mannered, Zhang Shikang decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like to recite poems, I will test His Royal Highness's ability in speaking Chinese!

You should know this, right? If this doesn't match up, then it's not just His Highness who is bad, His Highness' teachers are also bad, they need to be replaced!"

Zhang Shikang looked at Zhu Cilang and smiled. Zhu Cilang was angry but dared not say anything, his teeth were almost broken.

“Listen to the question.

Confucius said, "Friends come from afar."

"Isn't it a joy? When people don't know you, but you don't get angry, isn't that what a gentleman should be like?"

When Zhu Cilang said the second half of the sentence, he almost gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to use the second half of the sentence to mock Zhang Shikang.

If people don’t understand me but I don’t get angry, am I not also a morally cultivated person?

"No, no! It should be.

When a friend comes from afar, he must be punished even though he is far away.

When a friend comes from afar, we must first make his heart suffer, starve his body, whip him dozens of times, and drive him away!

Hahaha! "

Zhu Cilang finally couldn't stand it anymore, he immediately stood up and said angrily:

"You are talking nonsense! That's not what the book says! You are misleading the students!"

He has always worked hard in his studies and even the teachers praised him, but when he came to Zhang Shikang, he became a poor student.

Zhang Shikang not only denigrated him in a bad way, he even denigrated his teachers.

Honest people are often like this, they will endure it as long as they can, but when they can't endure it anymore, they will explode.

Zhu Cilang's tone of voice changed, and he even became a little hysterical. He had never been so angry in his life.

Even Emperor Chongzhen was a little surprised. He had never seen his son so angry and thought his son was naturally good-tempered.

After the roar, Zhu Cilang felt refreshed all over, as if all the pressure in his heart had been released.

Emperor Chongzhen was surprised and frowned slightly, as if he felt that his son had gone too far.

After all, he himself had never been angry with Zhang Shikang, so he wanted to scold him and save face for his right-hand man.

But then I heard Zhang Shikang say:

"Hey! That's right! I've seen you holding back your anger for a long time. If it were me, I would have lost my temper at the very beginning. You were able to hold it back for so long, you're almost like a ninja."

Zhang Shikang was not angry at all. Of course he was deliberately trying to piss off the little brat.

If you keep pretending in front of me, I'll make you break down first.

"Your Highness, you are the future successor of the Ming Dynasty. You are not a puppet without temper. This is the first lesson I will teach you."

As I said, this is a time of chaos, and a good-natured man without temper and blood cannot control those court officials.

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