Chapter 129 Fu Li’s teaching method is gentle...
Yin Hua gently wiped the sweat from his son's forehead and asked flatteringly, "Really? Our Nezha is such a kind and good boy."
Fu Li specifically told her and Li Jing that Nezha was an unusual child and that they should not just scold him when teaching him. They should learn how to encourage and praise him so that the child could voluntarily become an upright and kind person.
This educational philosophy was seriously at odds with current mainstream thinking, and Li Jing immediately remarked, "Absurd." However, due to Fu Li's status as a true master of the Chanjiao sect, he didn't say anything more harsh.
The female doctor happened to be there at the time, doing a postpartum checkup on Yin Hua. Upon hearing this, she said, "General, you are wrong. This is how we, the royal family of Shu, have always taught our crown princes."
"The royal family of Shu?" Li Jing was startled and a little doubtful. But thinking about the female doctor's daily words and deeds, which were very reliable, there was really no need for her to lie about such a thing, so he had to believe it.
The female doctor smiled faintly and said calmly, "My family has been practicing medicine for generations. Including my mother, five generations have served as court physicians, often treating dignitaries. I've been exposed to the inner workings of the palace and have heard some of the secrets of the court."
More than that?
The quality of the palace physicians was unquestionable. Li Jing's attitude towards the female physician became noticeably more attentive, and he no longer doubted what she had just said.
Yin Hua has completely believed it.
This was also the first time that the female doctor took the initiative to talk about the royal family of Shu. Yin Hua had long been curious about this strange and mysterious country separated by mountains and ridges. What he was most curious about was the royal family of Shu where women had been in power for generations.
He hadn't asked originally, fearing the female doctor might have some reservations about speaking. But now that she had brought it up, Yin Hua naturally had to seize the opportunity to satisfy his curiosity.
She first asked tentatively, "It is said that the current royal family of Shu is not the descendant of the ancient Shu King Fuli?"
"Indeed, it's not." The female doctor glanced at Fu Li, the person involved, and explained, "The ancient Shu King had long ago attained immortality and was revered as a Holy King by the people of Shu. The Holy King had no surviving descendants, and instead passed the throne to a descendant of the Dai family's retainers.
Two hundred years ago, the Dai clan produced two consecutive tyrants: one licentious and immoral, the other a construction tyrant, bringing misery to the people of Shu. Huang Xing, the prefect of Mianzhu, rose up in rebellion, leading the suffering people to overthrow that lineage, restore order in Shu, and establish the Huang Kingdom.
Yin Hua was surprised, "The dynasty has already changed, yet they still use 'Shu Kingdom' as their name?"
"Of course." The female doctor said as if it was natural. "After Huang Xing ascended to the throne, he still followed the will of the Holy King, ensuring that the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, that the elderly had a place to rely on, and that the young were well cared for. Moreover..."
At this point, she couldn't help but glance at Fu Li, her head held high and her chest puffed out, her face full of pride: "When the Holy King was on the throne, he said that it is the king's duty to ensure that the people have enough food and clothing, have access to education, and have channels for promotion.
She said that if one day she could no longer do these things, everyone could work together to overthrow her and let someone who could do it take the throne. If even the Holy King was like this, what about the descendants of the Dai Shu King?
Li Jing and his wife were stunned.
After a while, both of them couldn't help but sigh, "He is truly a Holy King!"
Thinking of King Xin of Shang who was in power, both of them felt a bitter taste in their mouths.
——Although no Shang king in history had ever said such words, the Xia Dynasty had previously oppressed the Shang Dynasty. If Zi Xin caused the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people, he would inevitably be overthrown.
But the Central Plains was different from Shu. The change of dynasties had nothing to do with the lower-class people and the lower-class slaves. It was just a game among the nobles.
The discussion about the King of Shu ended that day, but Yin Hua learned and implemented the educational philosophy used by successive Kings of Shu.
As for Li Jing?
He doesn't care about educating children. With his temper, Yin Hua is not confident in leaving his son to him.
After receiving his mother's praise, Nezha's eyes narrowed into a line, and two shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks, which looked like they were filled with osmanthus wine, intoxicating Yin Hua's heart.
But the next moment, Nezha emerged from her arms, looked around, and asked, "Mother, where's my sister? Where did she go?"
Yin Hua was a little disappointed, but not surprised at all.
She maintained a decent smile on her face, touched her son's newly shaved forehead, and said in a soft and steady voice, "It's going to rain, so Master Dai will naturally go back to rest."
"Ah? I'll go find her." Nezha said and was about to run out, but as soon as he reached the door, heavy rain poured down.
Summer rain is like this, pouring down without any excess.
Nezha opened the door and stared blankly at the rain curtain that blocked his view. His mouth pouted and his eyes turned red.
He knew that his mother would not let him go out in such heavy rain.
Sure enough, a pair of slender hands soon closed the door, and Yin Hua's usual gentle voice came from above: "It's raining outside, so don't go out. If you get sick from being caught in the rain, Master Dai will be worried."
For some reason, Yin Hua felt inexplicably refreshed when he said this.
——You poor kid, I worked so hard to carry you for three years and six months. You were fine in the first six months after you were born, but when Master Dai came, I was no longer the one closest to you.
Nezha sniffed, and Yin Hua's voice came again: "Nezha is a little man, you can't cry."
——This is the words Fuli used to coax him.
Nezha: “…………”
——Without you by my side, I can’t even cry freely. Sister, I miss you so much!
Yin Hua led him to the desk and spread out a book of poems in front of him: "Come, continue reciting from yesterday. When we meet Master Dai tomorrow, give her a surprise."
Nezha reluctantly sat on the four-legged stool and said with a pout, "Sister won't force me to study. She will teach me sentence by sentence and explain in detail what she means."
In the Central Plains, "Book of Songs" is not just a simple literary medium, but an important basis for kings to understand the conditions of the people and adjust policies.
Yin Hua asked Nezha to learn "Poetry", which was actually to teach him politics.
Fu Li did not object to this and taught her very carefully.
She is not only familiar with the political environment of the Central Plains, but also knows the political situation in Shu very well.
Every time when Fu Li explained the Book of Songs to Nezha, he would quote extensively from various sources and often compare similar political events in the two countries, leading Nezha to analyze step by step from the shallow to the deep.
Nezha is still very young now and doesn’t understand many things.
The reason why he had the patience to listen to these boring things was because it was Fuli who was explaining them to him.
Although he didn't understand why he liked this older sister so much, but what kind of child would think so much? If he liked her, he liked her, so he just followed his heart and got close to her.
Fu Li knew this very well.
But when she explained those things to Nezha, she never gave him a perfunctory answer. She believed that even if he couldn't understand them now, he would understand them one day.
She had already experienced the lag in education, so she never doubted it.
Yin Hua also knew that he was not as good at speaking as Fu Li, so he simply stopped talking to avoid disrupting Nezha's train of thought.
She just asked Nezha to memorize the new chapter first, so that it would be easier to understand when Fu Li explained it.
"Hurry up and memorize it." Yin Hua glanced at him with a smile and coaxed him, "When Master Dai teaches you a new lesson tomorrow, tell her that you have memorized it. She will definitely be very surprised and will definitely praise you."
What touched Nezha was the last sentence. His round eyes rolled around, and he sat down obediently and read the new chapter first.
There were a few words he didn't know, so he skipped them and read through them before asking his mother.
Every time he asked about an uncommon character, he would repeat it three times in his mouth. With his memory, he would memorize it after repeating it three times. Only after he had memorized the character would he ask about the next one.
While teaching him, Fu Li also taught him her own study habits bit by bit, leaving an indelible mark on him.
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The rain stopped in the second half of the night. The night sky was as clear as if washed by water, and the stars were as crystal clear as diamonds, each emitting its own brilliance.
Fu Li returned quietly without disturbing anyone and used the wall-walking technique to return to her room.
Taking advantage of the heavy rain in Chentang Pass, she ordered that no one should disturb her and went to Chaoge alone to meet the Grand Tutor Wen Zhong.
Although she knew the possibility was slim, she still advised Wen Zhong to retire to the mountains and stop interfering in the affairs of the Shang Dynasty.
"Grand Master, you know full well that the fate of the Shang Dynasty is doomed and cannot be changed by the efforts of a few people. Why don't you just let it go and make a dignified exit?"
Wen Zhong smiled, very carefree: "This Yin and Shang Dynasty was conquered by me following King Cheng Tang. Now that I can personally send it away, I can say that I have completed my beginning and end."
He raised his hand to stop Fu Li from speaking again, and said sternly, "You don't have to persuade me. I have made up my mind, and no one can change it."
Having been an official for hundreds of years, how could he not know that the princes were now powerful, and in order to check and balance the princes, Zi Xin had to wage wars year after year and order the princes to send troops to follow him in order to consume their strength.
However, the people suffered the most. The power of the princes was weakened, but the Shang Dynasty also lost the support of the people.
Neither Zi Xin nor Wen Zhong wanted to admit it, but they had to.
Thinking of Zi Xin, Wen Zhong sighed, "Born at the wrong time!"
If he had been born a hundred years earlier, Zi Xin might have become a leader of the revival of the dynasty like Wu Ding.
Fu Li had given up the thought of trying to persuade him. After a long silence, she said, "Grand Master, you did it despite knowing it was impossible. I admire you."
"Go back." Wen Zhong advised her, "The Conferred God Tribulation has nothing to do with you. You'd better not get involved too much, lest you get dragged into it."
Fu Li couldn't bear to look at him anymore and bowed and said goodbye.
After leaving Chaoge City, he met the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. Fu Li knew she was waiting for him, so he stepped forward to greet her: "Uncle Jin Ling, I, your disciple, am honored to meet you."
The Golden Spirit Mother nodded, indicating that she could dispense with the formality, but remained silent for a moment. After a long pause, she asked dryly, "Have you tried to persuade him?"
"I have advised her." Fu Li nodded, with a look of shame on her face.
The Golden Spirit Mother: "He refuses to listen to advice?"
Fu Li said, "Senior Brother Wen is a man of great righteousness and courage. Before I came here, I already knew that he would not listen to advice."
"But you still came." The Golden Spirit Holy Mother finally sighed, "Actually, I had expected this a long time ago, but when I learned that you came to persuade him, I still couldn't help but have a lucky hope."
Now it seems that this luck did not favor her after all.
"Good boy, go back and don't worry about it anymore."
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