"The world's general trend, long-term separation, long-term harmony, long-term separation... What a sincere saying! Tell your story a few more times."

Although I only heard it once, the Three Kingdoms are the Three Kingdoms, and they have their own charm. Zheng is a person who knows the goods and directly sent the maids out, leaving her and Zhang Changzong behind, and asked Zhang Changzong to continue the talk.

Zhang Changzong began to endorse the book again. Fortunately, there were not many words in the chapter "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". If you don't pay much attention to both voice and emotion, you can actually read it very quickly.

Zheng was considerate of him and only let him recite it four times before stopping, saying, "Although this story is unique, there are a few things to discuss and consider. Don't use this story as a manuscript. Now under the circumstances, it's better to do more mistakes and be more cautious."

Although Zhang Changzong felt a little regretful, he still understood Zheng's concern, so he nodded obediently. It was definitely true that Zheng's case was. In recent years, there have been enough people in Chang'an City. Only Wu's one dared to kill ministers and relatives like this, which was truly a bloody path.

After listening to the four episodes, Zheng quietly drank a bowl of tea and asked, "Liu Lang supported the orthodox Han Dynasty when he heard this story?"

Facing Zheng's gaze, Zhang Changzong felt that it had a deep meaning and simply replied: "No. I'm not afraid of telling my wife. For disciples, it doesn't matter whether it's orthodox orthodox. As long as you compete with me, you can do it."

Zheng paused and said with a word: "It's okay for foreign races?"

Zhang Changzong didn't think about it: "No! I must make the decision on my dynasty's affairs, and I must also govern the people of my dynasty. What are foreign tribes?"

Zheng nodded slowly and said, "So, Liulang means that as long as the empress dowager is in charge of the court, as long as the emperor is well-does not care whether the emperor has the imperial power?"

Zhang Changzong secretly wiped his sweat, but said honestly: "Yes! For the world, for the people, if the people in power are competent, it is a blessing. A competent empress dowager is better than an incompetent emperor. At least the people will not suffer, but some ministers will suffer. And..."

"What is it?"

"In the future, Zhengchen will be gone. Those who are not afraid of death will be killed, and the rest will be those who cherish their lives!"

Thinking about the Emperor Gaozu's dynasty and Emperor Taizong's dynasty, looking at the present and thinking about the future, Wu Zetian had no ministers, Tang Zhongzong, and Tang Xuanzong did not have any.

The old and the young were speechless. After a long time, Zheng sighed quietly and said, "How old are you? It's too early to worry about these things. It's still early to enter the court. Let's take a look and think more, and go out for a walk, whether it's business or other places, experience more. Don't be a person who talks on paper or a person who is eager for profit. I just want to be a man with broad vision, responsible and responsible, and in the future... I can comfort you even in the nine springs."

He actually only mentioned expectations, did not mention the other half of the sentence, did not criticize him for his nonsense, nor did he criticize him for his lack of loyalty. Zhang Changzong's chest was hot and his eyes were burning at Zheng: "Apart from that, does your wife have other teachings?"

Zheng smiled lightly, raised his hand to touch his head, and said, "Mrs. I can only teach you how to study and be a human being. There is nothing to teach."

"How could it be! The wife's character and knowledge are role models for disciples to learn from..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zheng: "What do you think of me as an old woman? Yes, I came from a wealthy family, and had a family background. However, I have been in the Yeting for more than 20 years. Twenty years... How many twenty years can I have in my life? Liulang, my wife is old, and she has been in the Yeting for too long, and her vision is narrow. If I teach you, I will harm you. Only when I study and be a human being can I teach you a little bit. If you are in line with your heart, you will learn it. If you don't want to be in line with your heart, you don't have to pay attention to it. After all, you are a man. Unlike women, men should have ambitions, as if they are not in their hearts. How can they take on the important task of their country in the future?"

Zheng said calmly, but Zhang Changzong was filled with tears when he heard it. He didn't dare to cry, and was embarrassed to cry. He just stood up and bowed solemnly: "Here! The wife's teachings, please remember them in your heart and never forget them."

Zheng smiled and did not comment. He just pulled him down and said, "If you want to learn political affairs, please ask your master more. Your master is always at the center. It is good to learn from her. If you have the chance, you can also ask the Queen Mother for advice. Don't mention it. In terms of political affairs, the Queen Mother is not a mediocre person."

Finally, he gave him some advice. Zhang Changzong didn't agree, so he naturally replied. Zheng smiled slightly, put a bowl of tea from the pot, and said warmly: "The temperature is right, so drink this bowl and go to practice calligraphy."

"Um!"

Zhang Changzong picked up the tea bowl, drank it a few sips, sat back to his position, moved his wrists, and started practicing calligraphy. However, after being spoken by Zheng for a while, his heart was a little ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down for a while. He wrote half a piece of paper before calming down and practicing calligraphy seriously.

Zheng, who was drinking tea and reading books, looked at him without a trace, with his lips slightly curled, and he didn't say much. Entering quietness is a skill that requires great polishing. Liu Lang has always been lively and even more polishing.

Zhang Changzong patiently finished writing today's weight. Zheng asked him to get up and go for a walk in the yard, and move his body, which was a little stiff due to long-term practice of calligraphy. Zhang Changzong directly pulled the old lady up and took a walk together-

Before moving the flowers on the flower bed in my second uncle's small yard, Zhang Changzong asked someone to shovel it, but there were two old ginkgo trees in the yard, and I don't know which generation of the Zhang family planted them. In the hot summer, the young and old walked around the two trees, and under the shade, it was naturally better than under the scorching sun.

Zhang Changzong looked around with a thief. Ajing was under the eaves of the corridor. Aqing went to the kitchen. Axi was cleaning up in the house. Zhang Changzong remembered what he wanted to do tomorrow. After thinking about it, he decided to ask Zheng for advice and whispered: "Madam, I want the Queen Mother to ask me to write the head of the quarterly issue. Do you think... is it appropriate?"

Zheng paused for a moment, and there was nothing on his face. He paused for a moment and continued walking, saying, "Change another!"

"Why? I want to say that if there is an inscription from the Queen Mother, wouldn't it be a golden sign? It should be easier to act without saying that ghosts and gods are easy to control."

Zhang Changzong briefly talked about his plans. Zheng glanced at him and asked simply: "Who do you want to sell your quarterly issue?"

Zhang Changzong said without thinking: "Of course, we need to sell scholars who know how to appreciate..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized his reaction and stopped. Seeing that he understood, Zheng said calmly: "In the Shilin, the Queen Mother's enemies will only have more enemies than those in the court. If you want to sell to scholars, it is better to be simple."

Zhang Changzong was instantly enlightened and understood. He smiled gratefully at Zheng: "Thank you for your advice. If there is no wife's reminder, I'm afraid I will make a mistake! I will visit my adopted mother tomorrow. Please ask my adopted mother to help me find someone who writes well and strive to do a good job in the store. Even if the words on the head of the magazine are written too well in the future, it will be good."

Zheng couldn't help but smile and glanced at him: "Naughty!"

The old lady is an old lady. If she is a person from another place, whether she is Princess Taiping or Master Wan'er, she will laugh out loud. Only the old lady has always been so light.

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I fell asleep yesterday as I wrote. If my son hadn't gotten up and called me at night...
Chapter completed!