Chapter 75: Leave homework before going to bed: What is the relationship between culture and economy? Lin Che waved her hands indifferently and said casually: "It's okay!"
"I hope you can get along better when you enter the officialdom in the future, and my teachings to you will not be in vain."
"You have to remember that everything has many sides. When thinking about problems and doing things, you can't just look at one side. You have to think from multiple angles, so that you can get real gains."
"Including the turmoil in the court, it's actually the same reason."
"As long as you get rid of the appearance and get to the root of it, nothing will be able to hold you back."
Speaking of this, Lin Che yawned and said sleepily:
"These people are making noise all day and night, and we can't sleep well. We are so sleepy!"
"I'll take a nap for a while. Call me when dinner is ready!"
"That's all I have to say about the way of being an official. You can slowly understand the rest by yourself. Today is my last day. I think I can teach you more, so I will teach you more. It will not be in vain for us as master and disciple."
"I told you before about the importance of culture and economy. I wonder if you are still impressed?"
"Well, before going to bed, I will give you an assignment, which is about the relationship between culture and economy."
"I'll ask questions when I wake up, think about it carefully, don't be lazy!"
Say it.
Lin Che walked to the bed, lay down on it, turned sideways and faced the wall and fell asleep.
When Zhu Xi saw this, he didn't dare to disturb him and sat there silently thinking about the problem.
The secret room next door.
Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the desk and sat down.
Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang planned to leave and return to the palace, but after hearing Lin Che say that he would have to give lectures after going to bed, he immediately didn't want to leave.
He glanced at Zhu Biao who was putting away his pen and ink, and ordered: "Boss, please go back to the palace and tell the royal kitchen to prepare the food. We will eat here."
"We can't have the master and the apprentice across from us eating hot and spicy food all day long. Let us listen to the lectures hungry every day!"
"Go and come back quickly. When Mr. Lin wakes up, continue listening to the class!"
"Yes, Father!"
Zhu Biao agreed and went to take care of it.
In the past few days, the two of them had been struggling a lot in order to come to the prison to attend classes.
After leaving the court, I rushed to the imperial prison. Sometimes I forgot to eat, and even if I did eat, it was very simple.
Because of these things, Queen Ma scolded her countless times.
He scolded them for saying that they were desperate for their lives and that they were possessed by demons! "Boss!"
Just as Zhu Biao was about to walk out the door, he was stopped by Zhu Yuanzhang:
"You can drop by the imperial study and bring some memorials."
"It seems that Mr. Lin is going to take a nap for a while. Let's finish eating and review the memorial while waiting for him to wake up."
Hear this.
Zhu Biao's expression was a bit abrupt, and he sounded awkward.
The emperor and prince of the current dynasty actually hid in the prison to eat in order to eavesdrop on the class, and had to wait for this person to wake up from sleep.
Where is this going! However, he just complained secretly and did not dare to have the slightest disobedience to his father's decision.
He lowered his eyebrows in agreement and hurriedly left the secret room.
……
at the same time.
Zhu Xi next door was not idle either.
He sat in the prison cell and thought about the questions Lin Che left for a while, then walked to the corridor.
Relying on his status as a prince, he constantly provokes these new 'jailers' and tests their bottom line.
Jailbreaking is not a trivial matter, nor is it as easy as imagined.
During this period of following Lin Che, the biggest gain was that I learned to think.
He will no longer be as reckless and mindless as before.
Necessary preparation work still needs to be done, and you must have an understanding of the topography of the prison.
Also, if these jailers are really inspecting schools now, they are no different than the previous jailers. They are all battle-hardened you jailbreak under the eyes of these people, the difficulty of jailbreak will increase exponentially.
After a lot of fussing.
Zhu Xi didn't take any advantage, and those 'jailers' couldn't do anything to him.
Zhu Xiang returned somewhat resentfully.
However, it attracted warm applause from the prisoners in the prison.
The prisoners cheered and applauded, looking at Zhu Ming as if they were seeing the savior.
However, the good times did not last long. The next moment, the cheers were replaced by whip blows and screams.
These 'jailers' did not dare to do anything to His Highness King Qin, and they were not so kind to the prisoners who were cheering him on.
Zhu Xi returned to the prison cell and looked at Lin Che who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. He leaned back on the chair and stared at the dark roof, silently thinking about his situation was similar to what he expected. No matter whether these 'jailers' were inspecting the school or not, they did not dare to fight back against him.
It's just that there are too many of these 'jailers', and it's not easy to knock them down with bare hands. I don't know if there are reinforcements behind them.
The key is that he has to lead a weak scholar to escape from prison.
It’s difficult to face the crowd tactics! Think about this.
Zhu Xi glanced at Lin Che, who was sleeping soundly, and sighed depressedly:
"It's not easy!"
"I still have to find a way to get a knife!"
"I'm afraid it won't work if I don't have anyone who can take advantage of it!"
……
Say the other side.
About half an hour passed.
Prince Zhu Biao returned to the secret room, carrying two baskets in his hands.
One basket contained memorials, and the other basket contained several plates of side dishes.
The dishes are all ordinary side dishes, such as braised tofu, stir-fried bean sprouts, fried bacon and garlic, and egg and vegetable soup.
The staple food is Zhu Yuanzhang’s favorite white flour steamed buns.
Very simple.
Even ordinary people can afford these.
This is also the rule set by Zhu Yuanzhang in the palace, and this is how he usually eats.
In short, it can’t be compared with next door!
Maybe he was really hungry. Before Zhu Biao could place the dishes, Zhu Yuanzhang rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a white-flour steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.
While chewing, he asked Zhu Biao:
"Your mother did all this?"
"Your mother didn't say anything, did she?"
"You said your mother wouldn't blame us, right?"
Zhu Biao stood in front of the document, filled a bowl of egg soup, and handed it to the other party with both hands:
"To my father!"
"The Queen Mother made these herself!"
"The Queen Mother didn't say anything. She was going to deliver it in person, but her son stopped her!"
"The queen mother told her sons to take good care of their father. She has no intention of blaming him."
"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you? Your mother is really not angry?!"
Zhu Yuanzhang held the white-faced steamed bun in his hand and stared at Zhu Biao and asked.
"Father, what I said is true!"
"The Queen Mother is really not angry. She just repeatedly told her son to take good care of the father!"
"The Queen Mother also said that if the food is not enough, let the people below report it, and she will have someone bring it again, so that we don't have to run back and forth."
Seeing Zhu Biao's solemn words, Zhu Yuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief.
He stuffed the last bite of the steamed bun into his mouth, took a sip of the egg soup, and then said: "Your mother is worried about her life. Why can't we eat enough with so much food? I think she just wants to come to the prison to see us."
"It's okay, don't worry about her, let's eat."
"Boss, you must be hungry after running back and forth. Eat quickly and don't waste it!"
Zhu Biao agreed, sat opposite Zhu Yuanzhang, took a piece of food and stuffed it into his mouth.
The outside is not like the palace, there are not so many rules.
Father and son sat across from each other.
soon.
The wind and clouds swept away.
"Boss, please clean up this place and help us do some work when you're done."
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and loosened his Songyu belt without any scruples, and wiped his mouth comfortably:
"Make us a pot of tea!"
"Your mother is good at cooking, but she can't get the salt right and it's salty again!"
Zhu Biao suppressed his laughter and agreed, thinking:
Why did I never see you complaining when I was in the palace? When asked, everyone said yes, the food cooked by this girl is the most delicious in the world! I just went out for a meal and I'm already complaining! However, he would not dare to say these slanderous words even if he was beaten to death!
(End of this chapter)