If you are not satisfied, you are not satisfied. The official family is here to take surgery to relieve their anger. Why?

Isn’t it just that I can’t be angry? In addition, I have a friendship with Shen An, so I am implicated.

The official family is really small!

Zhao Shu felt that he was very arrogant. He looked at his son and suddenly laughed, "Poetry and articles are born from the heart. You are still young and don't know the benefits of poetry... This person! He wants to be remembered forever, but how can he do it?"

Zhao Xu looked up, a little surprised.

"Look at what has been passed down from this thousand years? What is the most famous?" Zhao Shu asked with interest.

"Well, first Cangjie created characters, then Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, Dayu controlled the flood... and then poetry and articles."

When you think of the thousand-year inheritance of China, you will probably think of the ancestors' struggles and created countless precious knowledge for future generations.

Then there are poetry.

"Before the Han Dynasty, it was the Book of Songs, followed by Han Fu, Tang poetry, and then it was the Ci."

The Book of Songs has been passed down for many years, and the same is true for Han Fu, and Tang poetry is even more thunderous.

It can be seen that if you want to keep your memories forever, the best way is to leave your own words.

Zhao Xu was silent, but still disagreed.

Zhao Shu said: "My son, what does this thousand-year-old inheritance of the Central Plains rely on to this day? It is education, education that integrates blood. What is education? Listening to these poems and songs of predecessors every day is education, and Confucian teaching is also education, which is the use of fusion."

Zhao Xu raised his head and bowed, "I am very grateful to you."

There are many kinds of education, and there are many kinds of pride. Poetry, songs and essays are a kind of pride.

Look, this is the splendid culture of our China, are you envious?

This is a sense of identity.

"Go."

After Zhao Xu left, Zhao Shu said: "This matter is too much after all. It is not good to break the rules. In this way, if he wants to go to Jinmingchi tomorrow, he will still have to get a hundred pieces of ice."

...

Zhao Xu, who returned to his palace, saw Wang Chongnian who had just been awakened.

"King, Chen An's people knocked me out."

Wang Chongnian knelt down and apologized. He was ordered to express his attitude, but he was knocked unconscious by the villagers before he could speak. He was still a little disgusting and dizzy. But he was nervous, so he didn't dare to say anything at all.

Zhao Xu said expressionlessly: "You will be hungry for a day tomorrow."

"Yes." This is a punishment that is neither light nor heavy, but Wang Chongnian is actually not wrong, so it is just symbolic.

Qiao Er couldn't help but smile at the side, thinking that Wang Chongnian was unlucky, and his good days were not far away.

Zhao Xu looked at him and suddenly ordered, "Eat lamb legs tomorrow."

"yes."

The lamb legs are mostly roasted and have a strong taste!

Qiao Er couldn't help but drool when he thought of the deliciousness of roasted lamb legs.

According to his understanding, most of the king can't finish it, and the last thing left is his Qiao Er's.

Very happy!

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The third update is here, and I’ll ask for monthly tickets at the end of the month.
Chapter completed!