Father can be an enemy to the country

In the Shengzhen Hall, Zhu Zhen was reviewing Jin Wenzheng at night.

Faced with Lao Liu's question, Assistant Professor Jin sweated profusely and said with dumbfounded words: "You, your little Xuecheng, how do you know so much?"

"So you teachers, can't you just teach with peace of mind? If you don't have any political acumen, why should you imitate other people's politics? What a bunch of nerds who don't overestimate their abilities." Zhu Zhen chuckled and said faintly:

"Neither Song Jijiu nor Wang Siye would ask me this question."

"..." Assistant Professor Jin's face turned red, and he said angrily after a while: "Don't be slanderous. What happened to the scholars? Confucian scholars have been governing the country for two thousand years. Who do you think you are? Do you dare to question scholars?"

"The country has not made progress in the past two thousand years, but it has become weaker and weaker. It has been invaded by barbarians in turns, and it has even been subjugated for nearly a hundred years. It almost destroyed the country and its species. This is the achievement of Confucian scholars in governing the country, and it is easy to show off!" Zhu Zhen snorted disdainfully. road:

"On the contrary, in the past dynasties, when the country was at its peak and invincible, it happened that Confucian scholars were not running the country."

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Assistant Professor Jin was trembling with anger. He wanted to argue with him, but found that the other party was right...

"Forget it, you are not qualified to discuss this topic with me." Zhu Zhen said truthfully but hurtfully: "Let's talk about it, what are you trying to do with these ghosts?"

"The official wrote the bullet to impeach Song Jijiu. He was not seeking fame, let alone personal gain. It was purely out of righteous indignation! Out of public interest! Out of sympathy for the students' suffering!" Assistant Professor Jin said with certainty, as if he was worried about his own situation. Believe in the rhetoric.

"You fart! If you really sympathize with him, you should give him hope! Instead of destroying his will with rumors and pushing him off the cliff with your own hands!" Zhu Zhen slapped the case angrily: "I have never seen such shamelessness. Disciple!"

"I didn't harm him!" Assistant Professor Jin hurriedly defended:

"Actually, I don't dare to speak too loudly, just to protect myself. Their students are almost crazy, and they insist that I guarantee that I will not be expelled from school. How can I dare to praise this kind of Haikou? I can only say Tell them whatever news I hear, good or bad...

"So you told him this as bad news?" Zhu Zhen asked coldly.

"Yes, if I only tell you good news, I'm afraid they will be too disappointed when the time comes. So..." Assistant Professor Jin swallowed.

"On the day of the second grade of junior high school, Zhou Buji came to school with an appointment, right?" Zhu Zhen jumped to the next question.

"No, no." Assistant Professor Jin shook his head and said, "I just didn't feel well that day. I took half a day off to drink and went to work in the afternoon."

"You're farting again." Zhu Zhen snorted angrily: "No one can bring him into the main courtyard, let alone the Jiujiu and Siye Hall! It's not that you promised to introduce him, he can Tell your cousin that you want to meet Song Jijiu and Wang Siye?!"

"Ordinarily, he wants to see the priests and priests, and the best opportunity is at the hall promotion ceremony where teachers and students gather that day. In full view of the public, rushing out of the crowd and kneeling down to express his grievances will have the best effect." Zhu Zhen continued in a deep voice. road:

"But when he went to class that day, no one made any noise and nothing happened. This shows that he had the confidence in his heart that he could meet the two principals decently without having to do this. It was you who gave him this confidence, right? ?!”

"That's all what he said. I didn't promise him." Jin Wenzheng's underwear was soaked all over, and he secretly wailed in his heart, is this man a devil? Why is it so clear?

"It must be that ambiguity again that makes him think he is right, right?" Zhu Zhen said coldly: "But you are also too self-righteous - you are afraid that you will be held responsible afterwards, so you actually asked for leave! Doesn't this mean that there is something wrong in your heart! "

"How can this be explained?" Jin Wenzheng was dumbfounded.

"Because if you don't have any evil intentions in your heart, you will only worry about whether he will do anything radical in front of the priests? Are you worried about whether he will do something stupid or commit suicide if the result is not good?" Zhu Zhen sneered:

"You should have been waiting for him at the school gate early and stayed with him every step of the way until he was safely sent out of Guozixue. This is a sign of a clear conscience - but you actually asked for leave! This doesn't mean that you have already Do you know that he will definitely not have a good outcome this time?

"No, you must know that this is the worst result, the kind that can force him to commit suicide! That's why you have to avoid it, right?!" Zhu Zhen looked at Assistant Jin coldly, and the pair of demon-killing demons he practiced His moves made him flustered and he felt like his whole heart and soul had been penetrated.

"I didn't, I'm not..." But the consequences of confessing would be death without a burial place, so he could only resist stubbornly.

"Then why did you ask for that half-day leave?!" Zhu Zhen asked coldly.

"I feel so uncomfortable that I can't get out of bed."

"What's the disease? What's wrong with you?" Zhu Zhen sneered and said, "I've heard that Song Jijiu is very difficult to talk to. He won't be allowed to leave without a regular doctor's diagnosis."

As he spoke, he said with a teasing smile: "Tell me which doctor you invited, I will call him tomorrow to ask him for a clear explanation!"

"Yes, yes..." Assistant Professor Jin wiped his sweat and said, "It's Dr. Liu from Guozixue."

"Call Doctor Liu!" Zhu Zhen immediately threw a fire stick.

"Yes!" Deng Duo received the order and immediately went to deliver the message. The officials of Guozixue usually live in the school building, so it is easy to find someone.

After a while, Dr. Liu, who was in his forties, was also brought here in disheveled clothes. He must have been dragged out of the bed.

"Master Xuecheng, what can't be discussed tomorrow morning?" The medical officer has a lower status than the academic officer, so he doesn't dare to get angry. He still accompanied him carefully and said: "The matter must be urgent, right?"

"I am impatient." Zhu Zhen smiled faintly and asked him the question:

"Assistant Professor Jin said that he was ill on the second day of this month. Please read the leave note. I'm asking you now, what kind of illness did he have? He was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed in the morning, so why didn't he delay his lively activities in the afternoon?"

"This..." Doctor Liu looked at Jin Wenzheng.

Jin Wenzheng also longed for him.

"Go back to study, Cheng." Doctor Liu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "There are more than three thousand teachers and students in Guozixue, but there is only one doctor, Xiaguan. He sees too many patients every day, how can he remember to come here?"

"So you've forgotten?" Zhu Zhen asked softly.

"I really forgot." Doctor Liu nodded.

"Then I will help you recall your memories." Zhu Zhen smiled gently and said, "By the way. You may not know it yet, but we are colleagues."

"Your Excellency is also a doctor?" Doctor Liu asked in surprise.

"I'm not a doctor, at most I'm a barefoot doctor who knows some folk remedies." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "For example, if you want to cure your amnesia, I have a simple way. I write a line and you read it. Once it’s over, I remember everything.”

"Is it true? I don't believe it." Doctor Liu shook his head.

"If you don't see things with your eyes and ears, how can you judge whether they exist or not?" Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "Whether it is right or not, you will know if you try it."

"Just give it a try." Doctor Liu walked to the desk. Zhu Zhen had written something, and he read it out.

"Play...me...bird..."

"Wow, you actually dare to speak dirty words openly in the Roof Hall!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhen immediately dropped his pen and said in shock:

"Come here, give me fifty whippings!"