When Zhu Yuanzhang fainted, the doctor prepared a tonic and heat-reducing Chinese medicine for him, which contained a lot of coptis root. Zhu Yuanzhang vomited after taking a sip and refused to drink it.
After being persuaded by Ma Xiuying and Chen Biao, Zhu Yuanzhang used the tactic of delaying and said that he would drink the medicine after dinner, so the medicine was kept warm.
Now, all the medicine in the jar has gone into Tang He's stomach.
Zhu Yuanzhang: "Yes, drink it! Just drink it!"
Tang He, who was drugged and woken up, said: "Ahh! Fuck! What the hell! It's so bitter!"
Zhu Yuanzhang swiftly dodged Tang He's attack and said, "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. This is a medicine to reduce internal heat."
Tang He was puzzled: "I was unconscious for a long time?" The medicine was already brewed?! How long had I been unconscious?!
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, his expression very serious: "You really scared me."
Tang He looked at the people gathered around the bed, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Boss, I fainted and scared you so much, why did you tell me this bad news? Aren't you afraid that I will die in your house?
Tang He watched Chen Biao grow up. When he learned that Chen Biao was a fairy boy, Tang He would visit Chen Biao almost every day when he was in Yingtian, touch Chen Biao's head, and then go back to touch his own son's head without washing his hands.
This is called the magical energy of Biaoer! If my son is blessed with the magical energy of Biaoer, he will definitely become smart and healthy!
Even if they were completely unrelated, seeing each other every day would make the relationship very deep. Moreover, Chen Biao was not an unrelated person, and Biao was very, very lovable. After spending so much time with Chen Biao, Tang He even disliked his own son.
Biao'er is not Zhu Yuanzhang's precious child alone!
Tang He leaned listlessly against the headboard of the bed, looking even more depressed than when he was temporarily stripped of his military power for drinking.
"Dad? What happened to Uncle Tang?!"
When Zhu Yuanzhang and Tang He were looking at each other in silence, Chen Biao rushed into the room.
Chen Biao had just helped the overly clingy Chen Chong fall asleep, and then played with his mother and his third brother for a while before he got up and went out to find Zhu Yuanzhang to supervise his father taking the medicine.
Chen Biao knew Zhu Yuanzhang too well. Zhu Yuanzhang said "drink it later" and no one was supervising him, so he would never drink the medicine later.
He just couldn't understand why his father, who was such a grown-up and had followed Marshal Zhu to the battlefield many times and was often stabbed, was still so childish and was afraid of bitter medicine.
Chen Biao used Zhu Yuanzhang to motivate his father Chen Guorui many times.
Look at Marshal Zhu! Marshal Zhu used to live a hard life and has a tough personality. He swallowed a good medicine with a pound of coptis root in it without even frowning!
Look at you! My generation is the only generation that has made our Chen family wealthy. Before that, we were just ordinary merchants trying to survive in troubled times. You also said you've had hard times, so why are you so spoiled?
It's so hard for ordinary people to get treatment and take medicine. When they get sick, they just have to endure it. You have a doctor and good medicine, but you still refuse to drink it because it's bitter. What a rich and powerful disease!
If I knew Marshal Zhu, I would definitely complain to him and ask him to cure you of your greed for wealth!
At this time, his father always stood with his hands behind his back, his head tilted back, his eyes rolled up, and whistled, looking like a street urchin, which made Chen Biao so angry that he jumped up and down.
So Chen Biao had given up the fantasy that his father would take the medicine on his own initiative. He first gave his father a buffer time to "drink it later", and then stared at his father, determined not to let his father go back on his word.
Chen Biao calculated the time and came out in a rage to supervise Zhu Yuanzhang drinking the medicine, only to find out that Tang He had fainted.
His head buzzed and he felt a little dizzy.
My dad wouldn't tell Uncle Tang about Marshal Zhu's eldest son's untimely death, would he?! My dad wouldn't be so foolish and reckless, right?!
Chen Biao rushed over anxiously, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.
As soon as Tang He saw Chen Biao, he couldn't stop crying: "Biao'er! The doctor said I have to stop drinking!"
Chen Biao's anxious expression froze: "Huh?"
Tang He wiped his tears and lied, "The doctor said I drank too much and got that something..."
Tang He looked at the doctor standing beside the bed.
doctor:"……?"
What happened to Marshal Zhu and General Tang that caused them to faint from grief one after another? And why did they conceal the true cause of their illness?
Being a doctor in ancient times was a high-risk profession, especially for those employed by powerful families. More than medical skills, the most important skill for them to survive was adaptability.
Although the doctor was confused, he intuitively felt that he must not delve into the matter further.
He immediately said, "General Tang has had a stroke."
Tang He shuddered. "Yes, yes, it's a stroke..." This doctor was clever, but cruel. Was it really necessary to make up such a serious illness?
Chen Biao was dumbfounded: "Uncle Tang, you, you had a stroke?"
The doctor stroked his beard and said, "Excessive drinking can easily cause a stroke. Fortunately, General Chen protected General Tang, so General Tang didn't hit his head when he fell."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a stern face: "I told you not to drink too much, but you refused to listen!"
Tang He drooped his head and said, "Listen, I will definitely listen this time!"
Chen Biao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his father was not stupid enough to spread the rumor that Marshal Zhu's eldest son would die young.
After letting out a sigh of relief, Chen Biao became angry again.
He jumped onto the bed and knelt, touching Tang He's forehead with his little hand: "Uncle Tang, the stroke is very serious. Although you are fine this time, as you get older, your hands and feet may become paralyzed at best, or you may die suddenly. You must take care of yourself."
What doctors call "stroke" is a general term for sudden death and paralysis caused by a series of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.
Modern medicine has proven that heavy drinking can easily lead to cerebral hemorrhage. Tang He suddenly fainted, and it seemed that he had a cerebral hemorrhage.
A mild cerebral hemorrhage would heal if one was in good health and could recover. But if Tang He continued to drink excessively, his future would be uncertain.
Tang He, Xu Da and others treated Chen Biao like their own children, and Chen Biao also regarded Tang He, Xu Da and others as the most important "relatives" besides his family. When he heard that Tang He had a stroke, Chen Biao was extremely worried and could not help but bring out the nagging he had done when facing his father's suicidal behavior.
Chen Biao spoke very quickly. Tang He nodded frequently as he spoke, and tears welled up in his eyes again.
He gently held Chen Biao in his arms and kept assuring Chen Biao that he would quit drinking this time and not joke with his body.
As Tang He spoke, he cried louder and louder.
Hearing Tang He's wailing, Chen Biao couldn't continue and quickly hugged Tang He's neck to comfort him.
Anyone who has escaped death will certainly feel fear, even a man who has fought on the battlefield.
Besides, dying on the battlefield was considered heroic, but dying from a stroke caused by alcoholism was shameful. Chen Biao understood why Tang He cried.
His father and his brothers usually acted like they were the best, but in front of him, they were all quite weak. Not to mention something as big as escaping death, even just drinking and reminiscing about the good old days would make them burst into tears. He was used to it.
Zhu Yuanzhang watched Tang He holding Chen Biao tightly and his anger continued to accumulate.
Have you hugged me enough? I'm still here! You're not Xu Da, who didn't have a son! Go back and hug your son and cry!
Zhu Yuanzhang pulled Chen Biao out of Tang He's arms and hid his cub in his arms like an old hen: "Enough, enough, it's not a big deal, stop crying. Don't you want to be well now?"
Zhu Yuanzhang ordered his servants to go to Tang He's house to get some clean clothes for him, using the excuse that Tang He was ill and could not move, and that Tang He would stay at Chen's house tonight.
Tang He was now in a state of great emotional volatility, and Zhu Yuanzhang was worried about Tang He returning home.
The doctor went back to boiling the medicine. Chen Biao grabbed his father's hair, his eyes piercing, "Even if I don't sleep tonight, I'll make sure you drink the medicine. You refuse to drink the medicine with Coptis chinensis added. It seems your mother spoils you, but I won't!"
Zhu Yuanzhang: “…” Oh no, after Biao’er comes back, his little housekeeper will have to take charge of everything again!
Tang He savored the bitter taste in his mouth. Hmm, the medicine just now had a strong taste of coptis root.
Biao'er's still asleep, so I must not have been unconscious for long. The medicine was delivered so quickly, could it be that it wasn't for me, but something the boss wanted to take himself? After all, the boss must have been stimulated during the day, and the medicine he was prescribed should be the same as mine.
The Marshal refused to drink the medicine with coptis root, so he forced it on me? Is the Marshal so malicious?
Tang He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang carefully.
Zhu Yuanzhang glared back. What are you looking at?
Tang He smacked the bitter taste in his mouth and sneered.
Yes, Zhu Yuanzhang was such a bad person! He deserved to be scolded by Biaoer!
The doctor's medicine has been prepared long ago and it won't take long to make it fresh.
After Tang He's servant came with clean clothes, Zhu Yuanzhang, Tang He and Chen Biao took a nice hot bath together, and the medicine was ready.
Chen Biao stared with his big round eyes, like a cat hunting for prey.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was as bitter as the coptis in his bowl: "Biao'er..."
Chen Biao stared at Zhu Yuanzhang without blinking.
Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath, picked up the medicine bowl, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Chen Biao immediately took out some candy from the small pouch on his waist.
Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his head, and Chen Biao stood on tiptoe and stuffed the candy into Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth.
Zhu Yuanzhang held the candy in his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so bitter."
Chen Biao said, "After swallowing the bitter medicine, you can eat some candy and it won't be so uncomfortable. Are you feeling better?"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "Yes."
Chen Biao's round cat-like eyes returned to normal, with a smile on his face.
Tang He held the hot water and watched the whole process expressionlessly, feeling his teeth aching.
His eldest brother, who had no problem scraping his bones to treat his injuries without even frowning, is now acting like a spoiled brat to his five-year-old son over a bowl of bitter medicine with coptis root added. It's so disgusting that it makes people feel sick.
But I'm really envious, damn it! Tang He thought of his silly son who was still playing in the mud, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of old vinegar in the void.
Why don’t I have a good son who can coax me into taking medicine and feed me candy after I finish taking it?!
How could such a good child die young?
As the soup became more and more sour, tears began to fall from her eyes.
Chen Biao thought Tang He was remembering the horror of a stroke again, so he quickly stuffed a candy into Tang He's mouth.
Tang He's tears fell even harder: "Biao'er..."
My good beauty, woooo!
"Okay, okay, stop crying." Zhu Yuanzhang patted Chen Biao's back gently. "It's too late, Biao'er, go to bed quickly. When the second child wakes up and doesn't see you, he'll scream again. I don't know where he learned this weird habit. He screams when he encounters something that doesn't go his way."
Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely disgusted.
Chen Biao felt helpless. He really wanted to tell his father that this was normal for children his age.
Girls in ancient times were more quiet. In modern times, boys and girls of this age are screaming monsters. Whether they are happy, sad or angry, they will scream at the top of their lungs, like irrational little monsters.
Children of this age need their parents' patient comfort and education the most, otherwise they will be naughty children for the rest of their lives. But it is clear that his father has no patience at all.
"Dad, please be nicer to my second brother. Don't be so stern. Take better care of him and be gentler. My second brother is very sensitive to emotions at this age..." After Chen Biao muttered a few words, he didn't continue muttering because he wanted to give face to his father in front of Tang He. He just gave his father a look that said "continue muttering later".
After Chen Biao left, Zhu Yuanzhang used the excuse of going to sleep to ask all the servants to leave.
After turning off the lights, he and Tang He lay side by side on the bed, each wrapped in a thin quilt, and sighed together.
Tang He was the first to say with tears in his eyes: "Biao'er is such a good child, how could it be possible... Biao'er is a fairy boy."
Zhu Yuanzhang had calmed down. Of course, his calmness only suppressed the surging magma underground, and if there was a hole, the volcano would erupt.
"If fate is known in advance, it can be changed," Zhu Yuanzhang said. "Based on what Biao'er said before, I'm guessing that if I become a tyrant who treats the people badly, God will take my Biao'er away. If I become a wise ruler respected by the people, Biao'er will definitely be blessed by God. The Buddhist scriptures say that merit and virtue can bring blessings to people."
Tang He said repeatedly: "Yes, yes! That must be the case! Biao'er cannot return to his position before he reaches the age of twenty, and it must be to avoid this fate."
He wiped his tears with the quilt and repeated, "It must be so!"
Zhu Yuanzhang heard Tang He's voice and knew that he had finally regained his sanity. He changed the subject and asked, "Why did you mention quitting drinking today? What? Are you finally willing to quit drinking?"
Tang He was silent for a while and said, "I just made up an excuse before. Now I really want to quit drinking."
Zhu Yuanzhang asked, "How did you figure it out?"
Tang He said, "Boss, you know that alcohol is my obsession. I was beaten by the landlord before for secretly drinking alcohol, and I was almost beaten to death. Now that I have the chance to drink, I can't control myself. Unless something particularly serious happens, I'm afraid I will never be able to quit drinking in my life."
Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice, "Yeah, I know." Huh? What? This is the reason for the good soup and wine?!
Tang He said, "Boss, do you think the more we change our fate for the better, the safer Biao'er will be? My love of wine is probably a bad fate. I've actually thought about it a long time ago. I'm so fond of wine, I'm sure something bad will happen to me in the future."
Zhu Yuanzhang gnashed his teeth and said, "You know it but you still don't quit!"
Tang He laughed: "Don't you have the boss to help me?"
Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his big feet from under his quilt and kicked Tang He hard.
After Tang He cried out in pain after being kicked, the two continued in silence.
After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang said, "As a general, if you get drunk and make mistakes, it will probably affect many lives. If you quit drinking, it will be considered as accumulating good deeds."
Tang He said, "Yes. This is the fastest way to accumulate good deeds among all the things I can do right now."
Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Go to sleep."
Tang He said: "Yeah."
Soon, the two big men began to compete to see who could snore louder.
…
When Chen Biao woke up, Chen Chong was wrapped around him like an octopus, his head resting on his chest, drooling in his sleep.
Chen Biao tried hard to push Chen Chong away, covering his chest and gasping for breath.
No wonder he dreamed last night that he turned into Monkey King and was crushed by the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha.
I didn't wake up even when being pressed like this. My sleep quality is really good.
"Brother..." Chen Xun opened his eyes dazedly, "Don't go."
Chen Biao helped Chen Xun cover himself with the quilt and said, "No, you stay awake for a while. I'll go to the study to check your homework."
Chen Chong woke up immediately in fright.
Chen Biao narrowed his eyes. "Huh? Why are you so nervous? Didn't you do your homework after I left?"
Chen Xun quickly got up and knelt straight on the bed: "I was wrong!"
Chen Biao held his forehead. Had his brother used up all his cleverness in admitting his mistakes?!
Slapping his brother hard on the back of the head, Chen Biao scolded him, "Hurry up and get dressed! Come out with me for breakfast!"
Chen Xun's eyes sparkled with anticipation, "Brother, won't you scold me?"
Chen Biao snorted coldly: "You wish! I'll teach you a lesson after dinner!"
Chen Chong's head suddenly drooped.
After Chen Biao took his dejected younger brother to wash up, he went to visit his third younger brother who was still sleeping soundly before going to have breakfast.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Tang He got up early and were eating steamed dumplings one by one, complaining that the dumplings were too small and not satisfying enough.
Chen Biao said, "Uncle, next time they complain, don't give them dumplings, just give them steamed buns."
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "You can make big meat buns for dad."
Chen Biao said: "Xiaolongbao is more delicious."
The soft dumplings are filled with the freshest meat filling. Take a bite and the gravy bursts out, which is so delicious that Chen Biao can't help but squint his eyes.
After eating two dumplings, Chen Chong took another dumpling and gently put it into Chen Biao's bowl, then looked at Chen Biao eagerly.
Chen Biao sneered: "To please me?"
Chen Chong nodded vigorously.
Chen Biao's face darkened: "It's useless!"
Chen Chong pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat his buns.
Tang He was curious: "What happened to Chui'er?"
Chen Biao said, "After I left, he must not have done his homework properly. Now he feels guilty when he hears that I want to check his homework!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously: "That's right! He just didn't do his homework properly!"
Chen Biao was so angry that he put his chopsticks on the bowl and said angrily: "Dad! Although I am in Yangzhou, you have already responded to the heaven! Don't you pay attention to your brother's homework?"
Zhu Yuanzhang shrank his neck and said, "Why don't you dare yell at your mother? You only know how to bully your father."
Chen Biao said, "Mom is pregnant and has to take care of my third brother. Is it the same for you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "I am busy with official duties..."
Chen Biao asked, "Don't you even have time to check your brother's homework?"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously: "Really not! It's all Marshal Zhu's fault! I don't even have enough time to sleep. Look, didn't I faint from staying up late?"
Chen Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang suspiciously. "Dad, I remember you fainted because you were so shocked to hear that Marshal Zhu's eldest son would die young, not because you stayed up late."
Zhu Yuanzhang answered with his eyes. The doctor said that my fainting was also caused by staying up too late and lacking energy.
The father and son communicated with each other through eye contact, and Chen Biao was convinced by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Chen Biao said, "The Marshal... Sigh. Well, the Marshal himself is a tough guy who only sleeps less than two hours a day. He thinks everyone is as energetic as him. Dad, you have worked hard, and I shouldn't say that. I will continue to watch over Song'er's homework."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously: "Thank you for your hard work, Biaoer!"
Tang He originally wanted to watch the boss being scolded by his son, but he didn't expect Chen Biao to immediately believe the boss's nonsense.
Tang He wanted to cry again. What a thoughtful and kind child, my Biaoer!
After finishing his breakfast, Chen Biao wiped Chen Chong's mouth and said, "Marshal Zhu likes to exploit people so much. If I become an enlightenment teacher, will he exploit me too?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "No! You are only a little older? If he dares to exploit you, I will fight him to the death!"
Seeing Chen Biao's disapproving expression, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately said, "I'll drag Tang He, Xu Da, and Zhou Dexing with me to go and complain to the Marshal's wife!"
Tang He also followed up, "That's right, let's go complain to the Marshal's wife!"
Chen Biao finally nodded: "Okay. I believe the Marshal won't bully children. By the way, Dad, the Marshal wrote me a letter. Do you think I should reply?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Of course I must go back! Write a letter to me and I will send it to the Marshal."
Oh, I’m so excited. I wonder what Biaoer will say to the Marshal!
Chen Biao said, "Yes. I'll write a letter to the Marshal after I finish checking on Chong'er's homework. Dad, Uncle Tang, you guys continue eating. Chong'er! Don't even think about running away!"
Chen Chong retracted the foot he had just taken and walked dejectedly towards the study as led by Chen Biao.
After the two brothers left, Tang He wiped the oil from his mouth and said, "Your second son is like two different people in front of Biao'er and in front of you."
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything bad about Chen Chong this time. He sighed, "My wife and I are too busy to raise children. Biao'er is a good child born and raised by nature, not because of my wife or me. As for the second child... oh, if it weren't for Biao'er, I don't know what kind of crooked child he would have become."
It is said that a child's character can be seen at the age of three. The brutality displayed by Chen Chong during this period frightened Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang said in fear, "Fortunately, Biaoer is there to restrain the second son, otherwise... Alas. Why would this child learn from my temper instead of my self-control? If he weren't my son, I would have strangled this little troublemaker to death."
Tang He couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Yuanzhang cursed: "What are you laughing at?"
Tang He: “Hahahahahahahaha.” Because the second son looks too much like him, he wants to strangle him to death. Hahahaha, this is one of the funniest jokes I have ever heard in my life!
Arriving at the study, Chen Biao carefully checked Chen Chong's homework.
Under Ma Xiuying's strict discipline, Chen Chong didn't completely stop doing his homework, but the quality...
Chen Biao glared at Chen Chong and said, "You really know how to fool your mother."
Ma Xiuying didn't know Chen Chong's learning progress, and she thought that Chen Chong's perfunctory homework was normal for a child of this age.
But Chen Chong was taught by Chen Biao himself, so how could he not know how smart his younger brother is?
He pushed one day's homework to ten days to complete. This younger brother of mine is a self-taught man who is good at cheating and slyly doing things.
"Forget it, I'll just give you a summer break." Chen Biao waved to Chen Chong. "After I explained your lessons, do you still have any questions?"
Chen Chong nodded vigorously and squeezed onto the special children's chair where Chen Biao was sitting.
The two children sat close together on the chairs, their heads touching, whispering about their homework.
There were many things that Chen Chong didn't understand, but when Ma Xiuying asked him if there was anything he didn't understand, he always nodded and said he understood.
Chen Biao rubbed Chen Chong's head, with a look of distress in his eyes.
He understood his younger brother. Chen Chong definitely didn't want to appear stupid in front of his mother, so he pretended to know everything.
God knows why a little kid would have such little thoughts.
"Chong'er, I will love you unconditionally. If you don't understand something in the future, you can trust me." Chen Biao said, "You and I are both my children. Look at my belly. It was very hard for me, right? It was also very hard for me when I was pregnant with us. We are all pieces of flesh that fell out of my body. No one loves us more than me."
Chen Chong leaned on Chen Biao's shoulder and whispered, "Yeah."
Chen Biao rubbed his brother's head again and didn't continue to lecture him. Rather than preaching, he thought it would be more effective to bring his brother closer to his mother.
But every time she finally opened up a little to her parents, they would leave her again. She was so sad that she simply closed her heart.
It is not the child's fault if he is ignorant and does not like separation.
It’s just that now is a time of chaos, and parents have to do their part to end the chaos. It’s not their fault that they don’t have time to take care of their children.
The phrase "It's the world's fault" is not just a silly line in this era.
Chen Biao hugged his brother a little tighter. Well, what he lacked in the warmth of his parents, he, as the older brother, would make up for it.
The eldest brother is like a father, what can he do?
"Brother." Chen Chong hugged Chen Biao and rubbed his cheek. "I understand. I understand everything. Brother is so amazing. He understood as soon as I told him!"
Chen Biao happily accepted his brother's compliment.
Well, what can he do? His younger brother is the cutest, no arguments!
…
Chen Biao is back, and Chen Chong has returned to his Schrödinger's good boy state, still very naughty but doing what he should do well.
Ma Xiuying breathed a sigh of relief.
She carefully observed the details of how her eldest son took care of her second son, and learned from her sons what a mother should do.
Ma Xiuying touched her belly and pinched the face of her third son who was hitting a toy pig.
When she needs to leave home, she has no choice. But when she is at home, she must take on the responsibility of a mother and take good care of and discipline the children, and can't always push it to Biaoer.
Under Chen Biao's guidance, Ma Xiuying became more adept at educating Chen Chong, and Chen Biao shifted his attention to the new academy that was about to open.
Become a mentor to the second generation...
Chen Biao silently opened the Xunzi and read: "So if one punishes without teaching, the punishments will be numerous and the evil will not be defeated."
The phrase "punishing without teaching" originally comes from the Analects of Confucius, Yao said, "To kill without teaching is called cruelty." Its meaning is literal and not profound.
"Xunzi" extended this idea and discussed the consequences of "punishing without teaching", "teaching without punishing", "punishing without rewarding", and "punishing and rewarding without distinction".
Simply put, these four behaviors will lead to the failure to improve the social atmosphere.
Our ancestors wrote these principles very clearly in the book, but Chen Biao read them and did not think he could do them.
The modern "Chen Biao" is just like many keyboard warriors of his time on the Internet. When he encounters anyone who makes a mistake, he closes his eyes and sentences them all to death.
This does not mean that he really thinks that "death penalty for all" is correct, but that he does not have the power to punish and does not bear the consequences of punishment, so he just says it casually and feels "good" and that's it.
At this time, Chen Biao also subconsciously avoids contact with people who may have a bad reputation in history, even if they have not yet gained a bad reputation.
But now, Chen Biao is going to be the teacher of these people.
Chen Biao thought of Mr. Ye Zheng, who was still in Yangzhou. The books of sages indeed contained many useful principles, but only those who could put these principles into practice were sages.
He Chen Biao is not.
But he understood that a teacher's prejudice could ruin a student's life. Even if he was just teaching a small child, his attitude could affect these students.
Chen Biao has met both bad and good teachers. He doesn't consider himself a saint, but he also doesn't want to be a bad teacher who leads people astray.
This era is different from modern society. The harm that the second generation can cause in the future is too great. However, in Chen Biao's opinion, these great harms are not enough to make them spend even a day in prison.
For example, bullying the good and seizing people's land, in this era, not to mention the second generation of generals, even an ordinary small landlord can do it at will. The only difference is the status of the people they bully.
Chen Biao sighed softly, "I now understand why Mr. Ye wants to accept Lan Yu as his disciple."
Given Lan Yu's status, regardless of whether he had the opportunity to achieve military merit in the future, he would still be a member of the nobility. Mr. Ye was teaching one person well and saving thousands of innocent people.
Why didn't he teach Lan Yu well before he became completely crooked, and wait until Zhu Yuanzhang could no longer tolerate him and killed Lan Yu's entire family? During this long wait, how many innocent people were bullied by Lan Yu?
"I hope my students won't cause me any trouble." Chen Biao closed the book and said quietly, "My Chen family is one of the leaders of the Huaixi generals. I'm not afraid of you."
Chen Biao had already written a letter to Zhu Yuanzhang, asking him for a ruler.
With the ruler, if he wanted to beat someone, he could do it directly and no one could resist.
Don’t tell me that corporal punishment is not allowed. If these second-generation generals don’t use corporal punishment, who can control them?
Chen Biao also asked Zhu Yuanzhang whether he could use the methods that Ye Zheng taught Lan Yu.
Zhu Yuanzhang agreed and revealed a secret to Chen Biao, telling him that Hu Dahai's son was not dead but was undergoing labor reform in Yangzhou.
Old Zhu said with a very evil sense of humor that he saw that the labor reform of Hu Dahai's son was very effective, and Chen Biao could completely follow suit.
Chen Biao was shocked when he saw the letter from Zhu Yuanzhang. "Is it a secret that Hu Dahai's son is still alive? Can you tell me?"
His father wiped his tears and said, "Son! The Marshal trusts you! He really trusts you! You have to trust the Marshal too!"
Chen Biao was somewhat touched.
Zhu Yuanzhang's personality charm is really very strong now. Even though he has prejudices against Zhu Yuanzhang, after he and Zhu Yuanzhang became "pen pals" through a few letters, he admired Zhu Yuanzhang more and more.
With a person like this, no wonder so many people would follow him wholeheartedly even if their entire families were killed.
This is Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!
Chen Biao couldn't help but say to his father, "Marshal Zhu is indeed a very powerful person. Apart from other things, look at his handwriting, it's simply amazing."
Zhu Yuanzhang's fake crying expression froze.
Chen Biao began to grumble, "Dad, the Marshal learned calligraphy not much earlier than you. Although he has great scholars teaching him, you also have a son! And if you ask the great scholars for advice, will they refuse to teach you? I see that Mr. Wang and the others are also very close to you, and they seem quite close to you. You say you are very busy, but isn't the Marshal busier than you? Look at the Marshal's handwriting, and then look at your own handwriting. Aren't you ashamed?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a blank expression: "Shame on you."
Chen Biao said, "You also feel ashamed, so practice more. I will ask the Marshal to write a few simple characters for you, and you can use them as a copybook."
Zhu Yuanzhang: "...Isn't that necessary?"
Chen Biao said, "Why not? I asked you to imitate other people's handwriting, but you said you looked down on it and insisted on learning it yourself. You admire the Marshal so much, and you never complain when I asked you to use his handwriting as a model?"
Zhu Yuanzhang: "...I think I have something to say."
Chen Biao put his hands on his hips and said, "I told you that you have nothing to say, and you have nothing to say! Don't you even look down on the Marshal's calligraphy?"
Zhu Yuanzhang: “…”
Chen Biao sighed, "Oh, Dad, if you had 50% of Dashuai's talent and hard work, would I be so worried?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he almost cried: "Biao'er, am I not working hard enough as your father?"
Chen Biao put his hands on his hips and said, "Work hard? Look at the Marshal's handwriting, then look at yours. Can you say you work hard? What do you work hard on? Studying is fine, that depends on talent. Writing can become neat with hard work. Are you ashamed of your poor handwriting? It's settled!"
Chen Biao was increasingly fed up with his father's crappy handwriting.
In the past, his father always used "Son, I'm busy and don't have time to practice calligraphy" to perfunctorily deal with him. Now with the example of Zhu Dashuai, he didn't believe that his father could continue to make excuses!
then……
Zhu Yuanzhang rested his chin on his hands, his eyes dull as he called over three of his great scholars for advice: "My son, Biao'er, really admires your excellent calligraphy and insists I learn from him. I really don't have the time."
Li Shanchang, Wang Xi, and Ye Chen all had expressionless faces and trembling shoulders.
I didn't laugh, I really didn't laugh.
Zhu Yuanzhang said quietly, "Mr. Wang, Wang Zichong, how come your handwriting is so beautiful with your left hand? You've caused me so much trouble!"
Wang Xi suppressed a smile and said, "My Lord, you can't blame me. I asked you if you wanted to write uglier, and you said no."
Li Shanchang said angrily, "My Lord, stop complaining about others. You urged Zi Chong to write beautiful characters to leave a good impression on Biao'er."
Zhu Yuanzhang put down his hand and sighed to the sky: "But I never expected that Biao'er would force Chen Guorui to practice calligraphy just because Marshal Zhu's handwriting is so beautiful!"
The three scholars finally couldn't help themselves and burst into laughter.
Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely angry, but he couldn't kick the three great writers one by one like he did to his old brothers.
"Stop laughing! Help me think of a solution!" Zhu Yuanzhang became angry and embarrassed.
Li Shanchang smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do about this. My Lord, it's impossible for you to write as well as Zi Chong in a short period of time. Just let Biaoer scold you. Anyway, it won't hurt you."
Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily, "I won't lose a piece of meat! But my son always praises others and belittles his father, which makes me feel uncomfortable! No, you guys quickly find a way, how can I write this character quickly? I am not afraid of hard work or hardship! Hurry up! Teach me how to write!"
The three scholars looked at each other and then continued to laugh.
Is the Marshal trying to say that this "Chen Guorui" is jealous of "Zhu Yuanzhang"? Is that so funny?
Zhu Yuanzhang rolled his eyes. "Laugh it off, I'm used to it anyway."
Wang Zichong covered his stomach and exchanged glances with Ye Chen.
A lord with a flag doesn't look like a tyrant at all.
So Biaoer must not be in any danger!