After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Of course, Murong Yun didn't recognize these things.

When Zhong Ning met this group of people, it was during the drought. They were robbing merchants and travelers on the roadside. It was Zhong Ning's intervention that made them stop.

Zhong Ning only told them that the court had sent people to rescue the disaster and that the situation would be alleviated in a few days. He also left them an ingot of silver and a bag of food for them to survive for the time being.

Because of this relationship, when arranging Murong Yun's affairs, they would ask people to communicate with them in advance. As long as this matter is handled well, they can make extra money.

However, they did not expect that the few people who had originally planned to cooperate well would suddenly break down when Murong Yun was teaching them with the words of a saint.

Murong Yun took the small black lump and was a little at a loss. How could he eat such a hard black thing?

Murong Yun wanted to open his mouth to argue, but the black lump seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, preventing him from opening his mouth. He turned around and looked at Zhong Ning, with a clear and stupid light flashing in his eyes.

It's as if to say, teacher hasn't taught us, what should we do when encountering such a thing?

Zhong Ning shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either. You have to handle it yourself. Many things in the world have to be faced by yourself. How can there be so many noble people to help you?

Murong Yun turned around with some disappointment, felt around his body again and again, and finally found ten coins, which he handed over directly. "This is all I have, I'll give it all to you. Don't rob me again!"

The big man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "Little kid, you should be thankful that you have someone to protect you. Otherwise, with your naive heart, you would be eaten to the bone!"

Murong Yun didn't understand what was going on and just thought they agreed.

She returned to the carriage alone. When she saw Zhong Ning, her mouth pursed and tears fell, "Sister, it hurts!"

Zhong Ning took out a small bottle of medicine from his sleeve and applied it to Murong Yun slowly and calmly. The carriage continued to move forward. When passing by the three big men, a silver ingot was thrown out of the window.

The three men quickly took the silver and knelt down in front of the carriage to express their gratitude. The tall, thin man said uneasily, "Brother, who is that woman? Why would someone pay us to beat up her brother?"

The leading burly man slapped the tall and thin man on the head, annoyed at his lack of resistance and said, "Don't ask about your business, or you might end up dead!"

"Yes, yes...I'll listen to you, big brother..."

At that time, Murong Yun cried out in pain and asked, "Sister, are they really robbing us because they have no food?"

"Hmm," Zhong Ning dabbed the ointment on his fingertips and gently rubbed the corners of Murong Yun's mouth. "There are many people in this world who are at the bottom of society and can't even afford to eat... Many people only have one wild vegetable dumpling to eat a day, and they don't have enough to eat all year round. Some people even don't have a single bite of meat in a year."

"Not to mention learning to read and write, they can't even afford to go to school, so how could they have the chance to hear the words of the sage you're talking about?"

Murong Yun raised a clear and foolish face and retorted, "Mr. Ke said that the saints teach the barbarians and are everywhere. Even if you are illiterate, you can still feel the saints' grace!"

"Sir, you say, sir, it's all your turn. Don't you have any ideas yourself?" Zhong Ning increased the strength of the massage, and Murong Yun immediately cried out in pain.

"Do you know what the sign is that a person has truly grown up?" Zhong Ning asked. Murong Yun shook his head and looked at Zhong Ning with blinking eyes.

"The simplest way to distinguish is to think independently. When encountering anything, don't just follow the textbooks. Instead, think from all angles: how should this thing be done?"

"For example, the three robbers you encountered today. Normally, if they were real robbers, you should have first assessed your own abilities and determined whether you alone were capable of fighting off three of them at once."

"Instead of just rushing forward and standing on your own moral high ground, reciting the words of some saint."

"Most of them can't even read, so how can they understand the words of the saints you're talking about? Those things you're so proud of will just be like a monk chanting in front of these people, and will be annoying."

Murong Yun felt a little aggrieved and explained in a low voice, "Didn't you ask me to go down, sister?"

"I asked you to resolve this matter, not to directly provoke them head-on. You can negotiate first to see what they are going to do. Then observe the situation around you to see if they have anyone hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike."

"Then we'll consider the strength of both sides and decide what to do. If all else fails, you can still ask for help. Although my sister is weak, don't we still have Hei Lie ahead of us?"

Murong Yun:.........

Yes, he can also ask for help!

At that time, I was just excited about encountering a robber for the first time. How come I didn’t think about so much?

Murong Yun digested Zhong Ning's words, frowned, and asked again:

"Sister, are those things they're holding actually edible? Why aren't they eating rice?"

Zhong Ning paused for a moment, then stared at Murong Yun with a look that looked like she was stupid. Murong Yun was frightened and said in a trembling voice, "Ah, sister, was I wrong?"

Zhong Ning's eyes were like ice, and he said in a cold voice: "Father's dragon robe is so beautiful, why don't you wear it?"

Murong Yun was suddenly shocked, "Sister, what are you talking about?"

"Okay, I'll try something else. I want to eat the braised spareribs, braised prawns, and lotus jade cakes that you made yourself. Go prepare them for me!"

Murong Yun stretched the corner of his clothes awkwardly, "Sister, how about after we return to the palace..."

"After returning to the palace, will those things be yours?" Zhong Ning's voice was a little harsh:

"Do your palace, servants, clothes, money, and status really belong to you?"

"You are only lucky enough to enjoy all this because you are the emperor's son. But if you were not, and you were just a child from an ordinary family, perhaps you wouldn't even be qualified to enjoy it."

"You're lucky, but they're not."

"They come from poor families, and it's normal for them to not have enough to eat. Why don't they eat rice? Because they have no money, and most of the food they produce is used to pay taxes."

"It's used to support the running of the imperial court, the salaries of the officials, and to support unproductive descendants like you to live lavishly and live in luxury..."

"In spring, I plant a grain of millet, and in autumn, I harvest ten thousand grains. Even though there is no idle land in the world, farmers still starve to death. The poem that the emperor asked you to memorize just a few days ago, you have forgotten it so quickly. You keep repeating the words of the saints every day."

"If you don't say this, you won't be able to speak anymore?"

"If you truly respect the saints, wouldn't you know what the words of a true saint really mean?"