"Dad is right." Zhao Fen suddenly smiled and was about to lower his head to read again, but suddenly remembered something and smiled beside his father. "However, the things that came out of the palace under this pen name really make people suspicious... Dad doesn't know that since the publication of "Journey to the West Conquering the Demons", the monks and Taoists in Tokyo have been arguing all day long. The monks say that this story is about worshipping Buddhism and suppressing Taoism, and the Taoists say that this story is about worshipping Taoism and suppressing Buddhism... I don't know what Dad thinks?"
"Your Majesty is the emperor who scraped off the gold powder from the Taoist and Buddha for military expenses, how can he worship Buddhism and Taoism?" Zhao Ding lay in his seat, closed his eyes and sneered. "This story has been circulated before, and it's fine for the Majesty to borrow it and interpret it. If you have to make a statement, it seems like you are mocking the various bad things that the Emperor Taishang Daojun did in the past..."
Zhao Fen seemed to be thinking about something, but suddenly came to his senses and was speechless for a moment... As a father, he did not allow his son to say it directly, but why did he call it "the official's interpretation" instead?
Of course, he was his biological father after all, so Zhao Fen didn't say much, but continued to sigh: "Speaking of which, there are a lot of storytellers in this dynasty. In the past, whenever there was a story, the storytellers would make it into jokes, and then the dignitaries would listen to it. But I didn't expect that now it is the officials who make up the jokes, and then the storytellers will read them to the people of the world?"
"This is the intention of the emperor to run the official newspaper carefully." Zhao Ding closed his eyes and spoke slowly, but he seemed a little sleepy. "He conveyed his meaning directly to the capital and the Privy Council... Is there anything else? Read the title first."
Zhao Fen hurriedly flipped through them, and immediately found the topics of several remaining articles published in the magazine: "Mr. Qingshan (Hu Anguo) is talking about his 'qi' again..."
"It's useless, don't read it anymore."
"Yes... there is a miscellaneous article written by Lu Benzhong, the eldest son of Lu Gongxiang, which talks about the Jiangxi School of Poetry..."
"Let him be. He's already old, but his future has been ruined by some strange mistake. He can only deal with these trivial matters all day long... I'm not interested today, so forget it."
"There is another one..." Zhao Fen suddenly stopped talking.
"What's the other article?" Zhao Ding still had his eyes closed, and he was becoming more and more sleepy.
"There is also a short article signed by Lu Gongxiang, which talks about the principles of heaven." Zhao Fen became a little more serious. "The article is very short."
Zhao Ding had no choice but to force his eyes open, then sat up with obvious weariness: "The Lu family's teachings are mostly a mixture of Buddhism and Confucianism, and they may not have the same 'spirit' as Hu Anguo, but after all, they are important military and national affairs, and as a prime minister, we must be cautious in dealing with them... Read it carefully."
"Yes." Zhao Fen immediately stood up and recited aloud. "The principle of heaven is the foundation. When Tai Chi was first formed, Tai Chi suddenly gave birth to yin and yang, and then the origin of heaven appeared. The origin of heaven inherited the principle of heaven and formed all things. Humans are the spirits of all things, and they are born unstable. Therefore, we should follow human desires and argue about the principle of heaven. To argue about the principle of heaven, we should understand all things. To understand all things, we should learn and practice it, and practice it in order to achieve morality. When morality is complete and the principle of life is perfect, we are saints."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ding's eyes flickered and he was shocked.
How could Prime Minister Zhao not know about this? With Lv Haowen's current status, he came up with something like this in a newspaper directly controlled by the government, during a period when neither the government nor the people could make a statement... Was he trying to turn the world upside down?
But what does it matter if you know?
In this situation, who can shake the alliance between the emperor and Lu Xianggong? Not to mention that this thing seems to make some sense... at least it is smoother than Hu Anguo's "qi"... even if it doesn't make sense, don't we have to admit it?
Thinking of this, Zhao Ding lay down with his head tilted back again, his eyes bright and he no longer looked tired at all.
Zhao Yuanzhen was not thinking about the principles of heaven, but he suddenly realized that he seemed to have never understood the official's intentions at all.
However, as a provincial governor, the actual person in charge of all government affairs, he had no idea that he had the absolute authority over the emperor. Or, in other words, he did not understand the emperor's intentions, but he was a provincial governor... This in itself was a very ridiculous thing.
"Dad, I really don't want to go..."
Just as Mr. Zhao Ding was losing his mind like many others, in a large and somewhat oversized garden in an area in the west of the city where dignitaries lived, a skinny boy about sixteen or seventeen years old was pleading with a middle-aged man in plain clothes with a handsome face and a graceful demeanor. "I'm not good at studying!"
“Kneel down!”
The middle-aged man in plain clothes, who was holding a copy of a court report, turned around and looked angry when he heard the words.
The young man was startled and knelt down immediately.
"All of you go down." The middle-aged man in plain clothes turned around and looked friendly to the servants around him. With his handsome face, he really made people feel good about him.
The servants around did not dare to delay and quickly withdrew.
As soon as the people left, the middle-aged man in plain clothes, the head of the Pearl Wu family and one of the two fathers-in-law of the emperor, Wu Jin, just stood with his hands behind his back and looked coldly at his son who was kneeling in front of him: "Wu Yi!"
"Here!" Wu Yi, who was only sixteen years old, actually shivered on the ground.
"You were born out of wedlock, so your family business and future have nothing to do with you. But who made your sister a concubine? So, whether you like it or not, the future of our Wu family will depend on you... You brothers can't even fight for it!" Wu Jin sighed. "Otherwise, do you think I want to control you? I let you do whatever you want for eleven or twelve years, and then I force you to do this and that?"
"Daddy." Wu Yi on the ground burst into tears, as if he had suffered a lot from studying in the past few years just like his sister. "It's not that I don't want to work hard, but I'm not good at studying... And I've learned arithmetic for several years, and I finally learned how to keep accounts, but now it's useless..."
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