"Greetings, Bachelor Liu, meet several masters!"

"Minister, meet His Highness, King Wu!"

At the entrance of the University Hall, Zhu Yun Yun, who was wearing the Prince's costume, respectfully greeted the several teachers.

A few of the squared-off scholars also returned the greeting with the courtier's salute.

Outside the door was the courtier's salute, but when they really entered the room where they studied, it was the teacher's salute.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang came from a reckless background, he was very strict about the education of his children and grandchildren.

When Zhu Yunzhang's old son Zhu Biao was just at the age of the crown, Zhu Yuanzhang hired a famous scholar for him to teach him his schoolwork, and one of the first famous teachers was Song Lian, a famous scholar at the end of the Yuan and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that at first, this Song old man, do not care about the identity of these imperial sons, teaching directly with a ruler to pump, Zhu Yunzhang has a few uncles more naughty and mischievous, not only was pumped palms, but also was pumped in the face.

At that time, a few uncles were young, and were smoked by the teacher naturally wanted to find the old man to add fuel to the fire and talk about the grievances. Unexpectedly, directly by Zhu Yuanzhang stripped pants, a meal of bamboo shoots fried meat.

Among them, including the famous Yan Wang, Zhu Di.

And it is said that among all of Zhu Yuanzhang's children, Zhu Di is the most disobedient and gets the most beatings.

"Your Highness, King Wu, has come early today!" Hanlin scholar Huang Zicheng said with a slight smile.

Today's University Hall Zhu Yunyun is the first to arrive, so everyone is a little strange.

Zhu Yunyun looked at the sun above his head and said with a smile, "The plan of the day lies in the morning, in the past, I did not know what to do, I did not like to read and listen to the lectures, I failed to live up to my years, and I also failed to live up to the expectations of my teachers and elders. Now that my time has passed, I am about to catch up. Thinking about the past, my heart is ashamed, ashamed of the teaching of several masters, I will not in the future!"

Saying that, in the astonished gazes of several Hanlin scholars, he actually bent down and bowed solemnly.

"I don't dare to be King Wu's great salute!" Several Hanlin scholars hurriedly avoided the body, not daring to accept this salute.

"Is this really King Wu?"

Liu Sango looked at Zhu Yunwu, both familiar and unfamiliar, and at the same time somewhat relieved and elated.

Knowing the wrong can change the good is not great, Wu Wang since he understands the previous naughty, sincerely admit the wrong, they are the courtiers, will certainly teach with all their heart and soul.

The reason why he felt unfamiliar to Zhu Yun Yun, because in front of the King of Wu, from inside to outside of the essence of the spirit are changed, more energetic, more vigorous.

Standing there courteous, words humble. Instantly, let Liu Sango thought of, young reading Prince.

Thinking about it, this old minister's heart is a little sour.

In the end is the Prince's first son, usually stubborn, but once the prodigal son returns, and that wise and martial Prince is simply a mold carved out.

Sour after is pleased, no wonder the emperor said that the grandson is Zhu family Qianlixiong.

A small age, and adults as know the rules of etiquette, modesty and gentleness.

Liu Sango strokes his whiskers and smiles, and says to Zhu Yunyun, "Your Highness King Wu, this is Bachelor Fang who has just entered the capital!"

"Fang Xiaoru meets His Highness King Wu!"

"Sir no need to be polite, speaking of which you and I are not outsiders!"

Although in his heart some look down on these, and later urged Jianwen Emperor to cut the clan and lost the throne of the Qingliu readers, but at the moment, the wings not yet Zhu Yunxin, still need to leave a good impression in their hearts.

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A sentence you and I are not outsiders, let the crowd greatly surprised.

Only to hear Zhu Yun Yun continued to laugh, "Fang bachelor teacher from Song Lian old man, my father is also Song old man's student, according to the seniority, I also want to call you a teacher uncle!"

Saying this, he really did perform a disciple salute.

Fang Xiaoru square stereotypical face, a rare smile.

With the courtesy of the courtier to return the salute, "Your Highness King of Wu is overstated!"

Looking at this famous historical minister, salute to himself, Zhu Yunyun heart mixed feelings.

Compared to Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng, who urged Jianwen not to do the right thing, this Fang Xiaoru is not only famous in the world, but also a minister of the past.

Fang Xiaoru's family is a generation of Confucianism, his father did Jining's governor, in the chaos of the end of the Yuan dynasty to protect the people, guarding a side, the wisdom of the world. In the fourth year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang personally issued a letter, enlisting Fang Xiaoru's father as an official.

Born in a Confucian family, Fang Xiaoru has a true scholar's righteousness.

Readers in this era, after more than a hundred years of oppression by the Mongol Yuan on the Han Chinese readers, are to benefit the party as their own responsibility.

Completely unlike the late Ming period, those who talk about morality and benevolence, secretly male thieves and female prostitutes, talk about the righteousness of the courtiers, in fact, snakes and rats, shit is not good, will be fighting in the Donglin party.

Fang Xiaoru such a scholar, is the heart of heaven and earth, for the people of life, for the past saints to succeed the great learning, for the world to open the peace of the firm practitioner.

He was not a mere man of letters, but a scholar who strictly demanded himself.

Later on, Emperor Zhu Di of Yongle made a difficult task by conquering Nanjing, and Jianwen was nowhere to be found.

Zhu Di issued a list of treacherous officials, and Fang Xiaoru was on the list.

Fang Xiaoru was the first to be arrested, but it was Zhu Di himself, courtesy of the general capture.

As early as before Zhu Di attacked Nanjing, Zhu Di's strategist, the famous cloth chancellor Yao Guangxiao aligned with the emperor, a thousand instructions.

Never kill Fang Xiao Ru, he is the leader of the world's scholars.

If Fang Xiaoru dies, the world's reading seeds are extinct!

If people like Fang Xiaoru can not recognize you, then you Yongle Emperor in the hearts of the scholars, will always be a usurper!

In the hall of the Forbidden City, Zhu Di pleaded with Fang Xiao Ru to draft an edict of ascension to the throne.

Fang Xiaoru, dressed in mourning clothes for Emperor Jianwen, angrily rebukes Zhu Di.

Among all the sons of Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di's character is most like Zhu Yuanzhang, if you can't work for me, you will be killed.

But in the face of Fang Xiaoru, Zhu Di was patient and gentle persuasion.

Finally said to dry mouth, also did not mouth bad words, just said, Mr. This is my family affairs, please draft the edict for me.

However, Fang Xiaoru only wrote him a few big words, death is death, the edict can not be drafted.

Zhu Di held back the anger in his heart, asked him, you are not afraid of death? Are you not afraid of death?

So, later there is the world's familiar words, you kill my ten clans have what harm?

Zhu Di could not hold back any longer, the Zhu family are all violent temper.

Zhu Di killed Fang Xiaoru ten clans.

In front of the face of Fang Xiao Ru, his relatives, students, old friends all killed.

Fang Xiaoru always silent tears, that placed in front of him for Zhu Di drafted the throne edict of the pen and paper, has never moved.

Killed seven days, after killing 847 people, Fang Xiaoru died generously.

According to the viewpoint of the later generations, while marveling at his martyrdom and loyalty, it is also necessary to say a stupidity.

In order to the heart of the righteousness of the emperor and the minister, even more than 800 people, is it worth it?

But in this era, in the eyes of the true readers, the true scholars, it was worth it!

You can say that this behavior is stupid, but it must be admired.

This kind of spirit is exactly the spirit of the scholars that our nation has inherited for thousands of years.

It is because of this spirit, in countless foreign invasions, iron hooves ravaged the land of China, our heritage has not been broken.

It is because of this spirit that in the time when the north came south again and again, our country and nation faced the killing and resolutely resisted more than once.

This spirit may not be understood, but it cannot be missing, and it will not be missing, as it has been immersed in our innate genes and blood for thousands of years.

From the famous scholars of the Wei and Jin dynasties to the South China Sea, from the splendor of the Tang Dynasty to the unrivaled Song Dynasty.

This spirit is Wen Tianxiang, who left his heart to shine in the blue, and Lu Xiufu, who jumped into the sea with the young emperor on his back.

It is the 100,000 soldiers and civilians who threw themselves into the sea and died at Yashan.

It is Yu Qian, who defended Beijing, Hai Rui, who was upright and upright, and Yan Yingyuan, who had not surrendered the history of the Ming Dynasty.

It was the people of Jiangyin, Yangzhou and Jiading.

It was Shi Kefa, the illiterate Li Dingguo.

It is the countless human beings who are under the hooves of Japanese invaders in the future.

It is for the country, the bones but even the name of the nameless heroes sunk in the river of history.

This spirit is called honor.

This spirit is called righteousness.

This spirit, called unyielding.

Even in the vast history, there are countless literati scum in history, such as those of the Tung Lin Party kneeling outside Nanjing, to meet the Emperor Qing's shameless literati.

However, the great scholars with this spirit are like the vast sea of stars in the Milky Way, continuous and unending, shining on the earth that we grew up, and love.

Instantly, Zhu Yunyun's mind flashed through countless thoughts.

Those contempt for Confucianism and readers in his mind turned into solemnity on his face.

He solemnly straightened his crown and took off the Prince's hat on his head.

Bowing his head, he saluted with the most humble disciple salute.

"To be taught by sir, it is a great fortune!"

"To be a disciple of Mr., Tu, I am honored!"