It can be said that this was the first time that Zhang Xuejiu heard the prince ask a question since he started lecturing to the prince.
Moreover, this question goes straight to the core.
He was stunned for a moment, and then a look of relief appeared between his brows.
But he did not give Fusu an answer immediately, but asked him softly:
"What does your highness think?"
Fusu thought for a moment and organized his words:
"The student reread Confucius' words and found that although Confucius advocated 'benevolence', it was not benevolence without principles.
Confucius said, "Fine words and an ingratiating appearance are seldom trusted." He also said, "Only the benevolent can love and hate." This shows that in Confucius' view, people are different. His benevolence was not just blind goodwill.
"So, I think Confucius advocates principled benevolence."
Listening to Fusu's tender voice, Zhang Xuejiu stroked his beard, his eyes full of satisfaction:
"Your Highness has now thought of this. It seems that Your Highness has already learned 70% of the Analects."
Although Fusu said this.
But he was actually feeling uneasy.
Today's remarks are completely contrary to his previous understanding.
He thought that Zhang Xuejiu would scold him for making random guesses, and that Zhang Xuejiu thought the same as he had in the past.
But I didn't expect to get the affirmation from Zhang Xuejiu.
He looked at Zhang Xuejiu in surprise:
"gentlemen……"
Zhang Xuejiu's face was filled with a relief and joy he had never experienced before:
"It seems that Your Highness has learned to think and how to think. I congratulate Your Highness."
Fusu stared at Zhang Xuejiu in a daze.
So, the reason why the gentleman didn't laugh in the past was simply because he felt that the man only believed in books without his own understanding and had no expectations of him?
Fusu pursed her lips and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Zhang Xuejiu's words broke his previous cognition.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Master Zhang did not disturb him and only told the other princes and princesses to read on their own.
I don’t know how long it took.
When Fusu came to his senses, it was already time to go home from school.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker, the palace maid had no choice but to come in and call him.
Fusu looked at the rain curtain in the evening in a daze, and after a long while he asked the palace servant standing beside him:
"Fushun, I have a question for you."
Fushun hurriedly bowed, his face full of respect:
"I dare not. Please speak, Your Highness."
Fusu glanced sideways at the old man who had served him for many years:
"What kind of emperor do you think our father is? Is he qualified to be one?"
Fushun:!!!
What happened to your Highness today?
How dare you ask any questions?
Can he answer this question casually?
Fu Shun bowed in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
That is where Qi Huang rests every day.
"Your Majesty conquered the Sixteen Kingdoms, freeing the people from the suffering of war. He also provided for the people, exempting them from excessive taxes. He found ways to create employment opportunities for the people. He is naturally a wise and powerful emperor, comparable to Yao and Shun."
Fushun spoke passionately.
It sounded like he was flattering Qi Huang, but he looked so sincere.
Fusu looked at him, lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then stood up and walked out.
Fushun quickly held the umbrella over his head and followed him away.
Xin Guoguo knew all about Fusu's changes in the past few days.
With Chunhua as talkative as her, it would be hard for her not to know.
Ever since she met Fusu that day, she hadn't bothered to think about it.
She asked someone to send a copy of each of her books to Fusu, and then she ignored Fusu.
As a mature child, he has to learn to brainwash himself.
However, Fusu's change made her very happy.
Now that Fusu's side has started to get on the right track, her only task now is to take care of the spoiled little meat ball in her arms.
Xin Guoguo lowered her eyes and thought about the possibility of sending the three-year-old little meat ball to school.
However, in the end she gave up.
Asking a three-year-old kid to learn the art of talking about Chinese characters would make her feel a little guilty.
The eighth prince had no idea that he was almost sent to school early.
He was nestled in Xing Guoguo's arms, begging her to take him out to play.
"Guoguo, I miss Brother Qi! Guoguo~ Let's go play, okay? Guoguo~"
Xin Guoguo was confused by the soft and tender voices and made the decision directly:
"Okay! Let's go now!"
The eighth prince immediately jumped up happily and ran outside pulling Xin Guoguo.
Xin Guoguo: ...
He could only let the little meat ball pull him out of Xuanhe Hall reluctantly.
The eighth prince, who was loved by someone, was no longer as gloomy as before.
In his eyes, the world no longer requires him to be vigilant all the time.
In fact, the older I get, the fainter my memory of being mistreated as a child and having to walk on my short legs to the imperial kitchen to beg for food becomes.
He has a cheerful and lively personality.
The relationship with brothers and sisters is also particularly good.
Even his father, who seldom smiled, seemed to have slowly learned to care about him.
With Xin Guoguo watching over him, the little brat has no chance to learn bad things.
He completed his studies on schedule.
Then, after Qi Huang passed away, he and other brothers and sisters assisted his eldest brother.
Xin Guoguo wanted to retire after achieving his goal, but was drafted by Fusu.
He was sent to the Eastern Palace to be trained as the future crown prince.
Since his relationship with his father became increasingly better, Fusu would come to Xuanhe Hall whenever he was free.
He didn't do anything else but just kept asking Xin Guoguo questions.
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