Houfu Key Class

Not to mention Baili Xi, Xu Wan was also quite surprised.

I thought that Zong Jincheng was just a learning genius, but I didn't expect that this kid seemed to have the ability to govern the country, but this part of the ability was not taught by her.

Prince...

What on earth did he tell Jin Cheng?

In the small courtyard.

Zong Wenxiu ran faster and faster, finally holding back the tears, but when he saw no one was around, he began to throw them down again.

"Brother, brother, please wait for me." The little devil chased after him and shouted.

Zong Wenxiu ran faster and faster, obviously not wanting to wait for him.

The little devil hurriedly chased after him, shouting: "Mom said, you can't escalate to personal attacks after the game. I'm just trying to win, but that doesn't mean that's my true stance."

The little kid ran with a whoosh, and didn't stop until he chased his brother into the courtyard. Zong Wenxiu stood next to the water basin, raising water with both hands and slapping it on his face, letting the cold water make his brain clearer.

The tears were washed away.

But still, I still want to cry...

He squatted on the ground, letting the water on his face flow down his neck and drip onto his body. In the past, even if there was a maid in the house to help him wash clothes, he would not want to trouble others. But today, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he was as fragile as a baby.

"Brother, I'm sorry. What I said went too far. It's all nonsense. Don't believe it." The little devil comforted him and wiped his face with a towel. "Our court is so good, Prince. How wonderful that there are no traitorous ministers. The pig-raising theory is just a wild guess on my part, and it is simply not true."

Zong Wenxiu squatted on the ground and said hoarsely: "But it is true that each of them had a huge amount of property confiscated."

The little devil snarled: "Corrupt officials, if they can't get money out of their homes, then why are they called corrupt officials? Isn't it embarrassing for them to be called corrupt officials?"

"You..." Zong Wenxiu looked at him blankly, with undried tears still in the corners of his eyes.

The little devil hurriedly wiped him again and muttered: "If I had known I would make you cry, I wouldn't have stopped talking nonsense. Debating has gone too far. Oh no, sophistry, sophistry has gone too far."

The little boy now used Zong Wenxiu's words to criticize him: "I also think that the pig-raising theory is very bad, and it will not exist. Because if there is such an shameful scandal, it is impossible for every generation of people in power to They have been hiding it for thousands of years, they are not from the same class. "

Zong Wenxiu burst into laughter, took the towel from his hand and wiped it himself: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, I promised I wouldn't lie to you. It was all a bad debate, and it caused me to misunderstand that I would lie to others. I won't participate next time." The little devil said with a smile, as if he didn't care at all.

Just this casual attitude was enough for him to learn for a long time.

Zong Wenxiu stood up and sat on the stool next to him and said: "But I think what you said makes sense. If we really compare the lives of a few good officials with 16 million people, both those in power and myself will choose For the common people, good officials... good officials are so innocent, why do they suffer such injustice? "

The little devil also hurriedly came to sit next to him, tilted his head and said: "I think this is inevitable. Each of us only considers good and evil, and our respective positions. But those in power have to consider the entire people and officials. , so even if any dirty tricks are used, it is still a matter of weighing the pros and cons.”

"Weighing the pros and cons..." Zong Wenxiu muttered these words in a low voice.

He thought of his grandfather again.

So Prime Minister Yan, who had dedicated his life to the imperial court for many years, but had his family ruined just because he embezzled a thousand taels, was sacrificed in this way after weighing the pros and cons?

Seeing that his brother was disappointed and sad again, the little devil quickly guided him elsewhere and advised: "But at this time, we have to find a way to prevent ourselves from running against the people. And if there is such a traitor, don't openly admit it We must protect ourselves and survive before we deal with the traitor."

Zong Wenxiu was stunned for a while, and he seemed to understand.

His brother is teaching him not to be so straight.

You can not be afraid of power, but you must learn to avoid its sharp edges and not be burned by it.

The little devil continued to say: "Brother, I know you are kind, but if you are too kind, you will be bullied. If you think about Qin Shi, you actually have a similar temper to him. If you come to the officialdom where people can eat people in the future, you will If you only distinguish between right and wrong, you will offend many people and bully you."

Zong Wenxiu lowered his brows and whispered: "I just want to be a good official who works for the people, and I don't want to get involved in the struggle in the officialdom."

"But this is not something you can avoid if you don't want to get involved." The little devil said seriously, his dark eyes shining brightly.

Zong Wenxiu pursed his lips and said, "So I have to find a way to have the ability to protect myself while learning how to be a good official."

The little devil smiled and nodded: "Yes, Mom has left you an assignment. You have to write about how to defeat bad officials. You can vent your anger in the article."

Zong Wenxiu nodded and said: "I will write well and I can defeat him."

The little devil clenched his fists and said, "Of course, my brother is super powerful!"

Zong Wenxiu chuckled.

He doesn't have the confidence of his younger brother...

But, he can learn.

Zong Wenxiu nodded and smiled: "Well, I'm super powerful, I can definitely do it."

The little devil saw that his brother agreed with him and immediately raised his tail happily. He even pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Your article is easy to write, but mine is difficult. I just played the role of a bad official for a few days, and now I have to rack my brains to think about how to be a good official. All I can think about now is: kill all those bastard good officials who scolded me."

Zong Wenxiu was amused by him and teased: "Then calm down."

"Hehe, brother, let's go back? Mom is still waiting for us there." The little devil acted coquettishly to him and pulled him to get up.

Zong Wenxiu said awkwardly: "I'll change my clothes. My body is a little wet."

Thinking about what he did when he lost control of his emotions just now, it was really embarrassing. It was the first time he lost control like this, and it was in front of his brother who was two years younger than him. It was so embarrassing.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

The two cubs returned to the study room and saw that their brothers were resurrected. Baili Xi stroked his beard with satisfaction and prepared to start the next lecture. Xu Wan was talking to Baili Weihong and was about to leave.

"Mom, I have something to tell you." The little devil called her.

Baili Weihong said goodbye to them and returned to her own yard.

Xu Wan took the little boy to the pavilion outside, blowing the early summer breeze, and praised him with a smile: "Good boy, the skill of coaxing your brother is finally used in the right way."

If it were usual, the little devil would have boasted with a smile, but now he is not only not proud, but also still looks serious.

Not long after, Xu Wan heard the nine-year-old boy ask her in the breeze: "Mom, will our Houfu be the pig that is slaughtered?"