It is said that tigers are poisonous and there are also fathers who want to kill their baby? In Mao Jue's strange expression, the little officer under his command said in a word that he was so angry that he was unable to make a living.

"Jiang, do you know what he said? He said that we are working hard in Dongjiang to get paid. You are hiding evil intentions and are unfaithful and unrighteous. You should..., so you should start the three armies and fight to Chenyang in one breath. Mr. Jiang, aren't this kid going to be a mess?"

He probably said bad things about Mao Jue being stripped out of eight pieces, cramps and skin. Is it my own father? Wang Zhencheng still said something vaguely, but before he finished speaking, the boy whose butt was swollen was slapped and cried loudly again.

"This is not what I said! It was said by the gentleman! The gentleman also said that a real man should serve the country with loyalty and be loyal to the court..."

"The court? Did the court give you food? Did you give you money? Isn't everything given to you? You bastard, I have given you money for several months to learn some culture, so you just learned these evil ways for me? Bastard, I will kill you!"

Mao Jue's plan to raise a captive plan has not been successful yet, and the father and son have been disturbed by him, and seeing that Wang Zhencheng was going to continue beating the child on sunny day, Mao Jue couldn't help but go up and kicked the fight.

"Okay! Child! It's normal to make some mistakes, right? Let me do it!"

He reached out and pulled the father away. Mao Jue looked like a big brother next door. He held the unlucky child's shoulders with both hands, and said in a very "serious and sincere manner".

"Indeed, our Dongjiang Town should fight for the court. Finally, the court is loyal to His Majesty. However, people will die when they fight. Like me, like your father, may die. Do you want your father to die?"

Once I came back, I was as happy as the New Year. How could I hope my father died? Hearing this sentence, the boy was stunned, but then he quickly shook his head. Although he had just been beaten, the boy quickly hugged Wang Dafa's neck again.

"You little brat!"

It was also a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart. Wang Zhenchang's old face full of thick flesh actually showed a little kindness, and the raised slap rubbed heavily on the kid's head.

But Mr. Mao’s preaching is not over yet.

"Your gentleman is right. Finally, it is our responsibility to fight for the country. But relatively speaking, supplying military supplies and paying money is also the responsibility of the court. My brother is the general of Tieyi Town. I can tell you that the court has not paid military salaries for more than a year, and the military weapons are also built by our Dongjiang."

"If you want to fight Jiannu to death, you need military expenses. If the imperial court does not have it, you have to collect it from the local area and take out all the food, iron, cloth and clothes in your family as military expenses for attacking Jiannu's family. Are you willing to do it?"

Selfishness is human nature, so selfless people seem so great. However, this little boy has obviously not grown so selfless, so he shook his little head heavily again.

"So, responsibility and obligation are relative!"

Teacher Mao is getting better and is also shaking his head and shaking his breasts there.

"It's like my father and I give him military pay, food and clothing, so that he can feed the family, so that he can feed and support his family, so that his brother will fight bloody battles for me when he needs it, but if I don't give him military pay and support his family, he will not fight for me sincerely. We will fulfill our obligations to each other!"

"Master General!"

After saying this, Wang Dafa was obviously embarrassed and wanted to argue a few words, but Mao Jue suddenly raised his hand and stopped him.

"No need to say! This is my truth! Those who are in high positions must also fulfill their obligations while enjoying it. Once one day, I will become incompetent and insatiable. I hope you can overthrow me and select another capable general for Dongjiang! Not only for myself, but also for Dongjiang of 300,000 people!"

After all, it comes from later generations and is a young worker who works and sweats below. This view of responsibility penetrates Mao Jue's heart and sounds a bit hypocritical, but neither this man nor this little boy could help but nod.

Not only them, Sun Yuanhua behind him was a little stunned and couldn't help but mutter.

"Responsibility and obligations..., the court..., Your Majesty..., can the court be unkind? Is it really unrighteous?"

After brainwashing the next generation in Dongjiang, Mao Jue did not forget to do the job and patted the little boy on the shoulder there.

"By the way, who is the gentleman who teaches you to be loyal to the emperor and patriotism?"

"Mr. Yuan in the village! He is a scholar. Many children have gone to his place to study before, but for a while, everyone has stopped going, and we are the only ones left!"

"You won't go tomorrow! Don't listen to Yuan Qiang's rude words!"

Still, the remnant was not gone, Wang Zhen was full of anger and said viciously, but Mao Jue couldn't help but shake his head.

It confirmed his guess just now. It is estimated that there is no one else except the leisurely Grand Supervisor Yuan. It seems that Yuan Chonghuan's theory of language is not so popular, and he is still very popular, otherwise there wouldn't be so many children who have left his school again.

However, he shook his head funny and Mao Jue rejected Wang Dafa's decision again.

"Children should continue to go to school. After all, knowledge and culture do not distinguish between good and evil. Moreover, a great scholar like Lord Yuan is also a very rare opportunity. Don't miss it!"

He reached out and patted the child's head. Teacher Mao looked at the doll's eyes very seriously and said earnestly.

"But remember one thing, a teacher is not a saint. He is a human being. He means he will make mistakes. Don't give up his own opinions at any time. He teaches it and judges it by himself in life. Accept what he is right, and throws away the wrong ones. This is what the youth said out of his own! There is no need to stick to the dogmas."

"Do you understand?"

The little guy is probably only six or seven years old. He obviously can't stand the principles so many, so he nodded without understanding it, but the last Sun and Doushu showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

The core of Chinese etiquette and the source of the Ming Dynasty's current party struggle is to respect teachers and respect the way. This cannot be said to be bad. However, contemporary people regard this as an iron rule as a myth, so that the teacher's words must not be violated, and the teacher's morality must not be questioned.

Therefore, this teacher-student relationship was brought to the court, participated in politics, mixed national affairs into personal emotions, and became the main force of the party struggle with the relationship between the teacher and the disciples.

Mao Jue's words today are absolutely ruthless. If they spread, he would probably not be able to be the official.

Fortunately, Tieyi did not have the Jinyiwei, so this statement could not be passed on to the court.

He instructed the leader Wang Zhen to communicate more with his children, reason, and to take the time to spend more time with his family. Mao Jue finally sent away a cute father and son, raised his head, looked at the village halfway up the mountain, and then turned his head.

"Mr. Sun, take two steps quickly! There are old friends on the mountain!"

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It was still the same small yard, but there were more bluestone stools. Yuan Chonghuan was still wearing a shabby long gown, shaking his head on it. The six children below followed him with their heads shaking their heads and carrying books. At the front, there was a piece in the middle and the Japanese prince Guosong Wan brought back by Mao Jue. The one who was the most excited to carry.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Chiyohime seems to have grown up a lot, and has a little mature feminine look. Now she seems to have adapted to her current life. She has not followed her to school. Instead, she is busy with her Zhao and Liu, and hangs her washed clothes in the yard.

I really don’t know how good Yuan Chonghuan is, so I occasionally look over and have a big cute eyes full of admiration.

But this peace was broken with Mao Jue's arrival.

"General!"

From a distance, Liu came over eagerly, obviously reluctantly, but Chiyohiko actually lost all his blessings.

"Meet..., Meet the robber general..."

Returning to the world from the great principles of the Four Books and Five Classics, Yuan Chonghuan also stood up and gave lessons to the children.

"Today's school entrance exam, we will come here first. Go back and think carefully about the principles of this article in college, and go home!"

"Yes! Sir!"

No matter what era, school is the happiest thing. A few children jumped out of the yard with their handwritten books in their arms, watching them leave. Yuan Chonghuan walked out of the yard slowly with some laziness.

However, seeing Sun Yuanhua, Yuan Chonghuan's eyes burst out with a hot light in an instant.

"Mr. Sun! Why are you here?"

The voice was trembling a little. He was extremely expecting and asked carefully.

"Can the court..., Your Majesty..., are you willing to re-activate Yuan?"

For such a long time, Yuan Chonghuan's passionate political ambitions have not been destroyed. To put it nicely, he is to serve the country with a heartless heart, but to put it badly, he is just Guan'er's mystery. He is still thinking about the truth stated by Mao Jue just now. He was suddenly interrupted. Sun Yuanhua's old face was filled with emotion and helplessness, and he hugged his fists helplessly.

"I am now a person who has moved to the left. Thanks to General Xiao Mao, one of the dead people who survived. I am not Lord Sun!"

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. After saying this, Yuan Chonghuan immediately staggered like losing his soul, and then he bowed silently, but said nothing.

Mao Jue's evil taste and the captive plan took the first step toward this. He didn't care about Yuan Chonghuan's appearance. Instead, he smiled and stroked his palms, and said in a loud voice.

"Since the two are old friends, it's better to live next to each other. I'll ask someone to clean up the yard next to you. Mr. Sun, I'll be wronged!"
Chapter completed!