Chapter 703 PK

"Well, of course the scholars from other places won. No matter how eloquent Shopkeeper Xia is, he has only studied for a few years, so he is certainly no match for this group of scholars."

The fat young man brushed off the scum on his hands and said angrily, "It's a pity that I am illiterate and helpless in the face of the clever words of those scholars. If I had read a few more books back then, I wouldn't be like this now. I don't have any other words to refute except to say "get your mother's ass off."

The situation on the first floor became increasingly tense. A man in a brocade robe jumped onto the stage and spoke loudly.

"When it comes to loving the people like one's own children, it must be Emperor Wen of Han! Emperor Wen of Han's achievements are comparable to those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and he is a wise and enlightened ruler certified by history books."

"The Records of the Grand Historian says that his virtue was of the utmost importance, praising his dedication to educating the people with virtue, which led to the prosperity of the country and the rise of propriety and righteousness."

"The Book of Han commented: When Emperor Wen came to the throne, he practiced frugality and thought about the comfort of the people... He was honest and upright, and his laws were loose."

"Zizhi Tongjian" believes that he was humble and modest, and used virtue to educate the people, and was a model for wise rulers in the three dynasties that followed."

He spoke passionately and spitting loudly on the stage, praising Emperor Wen of Han as the greatest person ever.

Shopkeeper Xia and others held their breath.

"Old Xia, are you just watching him blow the whistle?"

Shopkeeper Xia gnashed his teeth in hatred: "How many of the "Records of the Grand Historian", "Zizhi Tongjian" and "Hanshu" have you read?"

Friends...

Old Xia, you are making things difficult for Fat Tiger. If I hadn't attended a literacy class, I would still be blind even after living for thirty or forty years!

"Old Xia, let Le Zhi come! Le Zhi knows a lot!"

Shopkeeper Xia's cheek ached: "He and his classmates from the college went to the countryside to educate the illiterate."

A group of people looked at the man talking on the stage with resentment, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Perhaps it was their aggrieved look that made the gentleman on the stage even more proud, and his words became inappropriate.

"You said that the Duke of Yun loves the people like her own children, but I think she is just fooling you ignorant peasants! If she really loves the people so much, why would she collect land tax? You should know that Emperor Wen of Han exempted the land tax!"

"And you often brag about the Duke of Yun recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun and his unparalleled bravery. Our Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty is no worse! When the Xiongnu invaded Ganquan Palace, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty personally went into battle and fought back. Not only that, even the Yunzhong County that was lost during the Hanzhong period was recovered during Emperor Wen's reign."

A group of people walked in amid the sound of his footsteps.

They were covered in dust, but their demeanor could not be concealed, and one could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary people.

Wei Xiaozhi couldn't help but frown when he heard what the person on the stage said.

Emperor Wen of Han was indeed a rare wise ruler, but he should not have slandered Duke Yun in public.

Duke Yun currently only holds the title of Duke, and has not yet become emperor. What is the intention of this person to compare her with Emperor Hanwen? If such remarks were to reach the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, wouldn't it be a thorn in both sides? !

Furthermore, Wei Xiaozhi could honestly say that the further north he went, the more he could see Duke Yun's ability to govern the country.

If Duke Yun is given more time to develop, Yunzhou will surely become the second Kyoto.

Wei Xiaozhi even had a vague premonition that Yunzhou would far surpass Kyoto!

"Waiter, give us a private room." Yue Ping said dejectedly.

He was not at all interested in the dispute that took place in the lobby on the first floor. He looked as weak as a frost-bitten eggplant and could not muster any enthusiasm.

When walking into the territory of Hezhong County, Yue Ping thought that Duke Yun was capable, but unfortunately he was not loyal to the Great Zhou.

When they arrived in Shuozhou, Yue Ping fell silent, and even complained to the government. Why didn't they try to win over Yun Guogong, who was both capable of governing the country with her literary talent and maintaining peace with her military skills? It would have been fine if they couldn't win her over, but why did they let her stay in Yunzhou? !

When they finally arrived in Yunzhou, Yue Ping felt like he was poisoned! How could he feel that if the Duke of Yun was so capable, it would be against the will of heaven if he didn't rebel? !

The waiter clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to fight someone, and said through gritted teeth: "There are no private rooms. Sir, there are a few empty tables in the lobby on the first floor. Would you like to sit down?"

Wei Xiaozhi, Yue Ping and others hurried and finally caught up with Duke Yun, but they learned that Duke Yun had important matters to attend to and was not in the city.

At this moment, fatigue surged towards them like a tide.

They were too lazy to bother with that anymore, they just wanted to find a place to sit and fill their stomachs: "Okay."

The food and drinks at Baxianlou are not cheap, but they are very exquisite, very similar to those at Huixianlou.

After Wei Xiaozhi and others looked at the menu, they felt relieved.

They were worried that they would suffer from acclimatization and would miss the meeting with Duke Yun, so they did not dare to order unfamiliar dishes and only ordered a few common dishes.

While waiting for the waiter to serve the food, the students on the stage said more and more outrageous things.

This is no longer just a step towards slandering the Duke of Black Cloud.

Yue Ping sneered: "Another person seeking fame and reputation."

He has seen many students like this.

It's nothing more than trying to make a name for yourself in order to attract other people's attention and eventually get a job as an official.

The routine is the same as that of fortune tellers by the river. If the fortune teller wants to make money, he must first tell the customer that there will be a bloody disaster, and then say that there is a solution, so that the customer will beg for money.

Others echoed, "Your method of making a name for yourself is too crude. You are so extreme. Aren't you afraid of being put in a sack and beaten up?"

There are many ways to become famous, but the person on the stage chose the worst one.

He could have started with Yunzhou's various policies, pointed out their shortcomings, and then put forward his own views.

But what is his argument? ! He loves his people like his own children!

Are you crazy?!

Wei Xiaozhi raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking look.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

A slightly childish voice suddenly sounded in the lobby.

Shopkeeper Xia and the others looked in the direction of the voice in surprise: "Son, why are you here?"

"Le Zhi, you are finally back! This bastard, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. You can praise Emperor Wen of Han if you want, but why are you bringing up our Duke Yun?"

"Lezhi, show him how powerful you are!"

The man on the stage felt nervous when he saw the group of people who were originally angry suddenly burst out with hope. When he looked carefully, he found that it was just a boy in his early ten years old, and a look of contempt appeared on his face.

He bowed perfunctorily and said, "My name remains unchanged. I am Nan Yongliang, a Jinshi in the seventh year of Yong'an."

Shopkeeper Xia's face froze. He was actually a Jinshi?

He looked at his son worriedly. Can he do it? The gap is a bit big.

Xia Lezhi bowed earnestly: "Nice to meet you, I am Xia Lezhi from Baichuan Academy, and I just graduated from the Department of Elementary Education."

Department of Mongolian Studies...

Nan Yongliang rolled his eyes, feeling disgusted that he was losing face by just talking to Xia Le.

Xia Lezhi didn't take it seriously, but asked sincerely: "Mr. Nan, who do you want to discuss is the wise and virtuous ruler who loves his people like his own children?"

"That's right."

Xia Lezhi shook his head and said, "How can you have such an idea? Since ancient times, the country has always been ruled by one family. What is a family-ruled country? The people of the world are all the private property of the royal family, like the crops in the fields and the cattle and horses that work. If the emperor you are talking about has love for the people, it is definitely the love for the farmers and the crops, not the love of a father for his son."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiaozhi suddenly raised his head. These words actually came from the mouth of a young boy? !