Torrential rain poured down.
Outside the palace gate, Tubo Zanpu Songtsen Gampo knelt in the rain.
Some of his men persuaded him to get up, but he refused to get up, and he refused to let a samurai ask him for an umbrella.
From the south gate of Hanjing to the front of the palace, he knelt for two days before arriving.
But when he arrived at the palace gate, the emperor did not send someone to summon him into the palace.
No one even paid attention to him, leaving him on his knees.
Songtsen Gampo did not dare to get up, and this kneeling was three days.
Kneeling there seems to be better at first than kowtowing, but when you get to the back, you can't bear it.
For three days, the water and rice did not enter, and the knees were swollen.
"Prime Minister, this Han emperor is too much."
A Tibetan warrior was furious.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is Hanjing, not Luo."
The prime minister is also angry in his heart, but what can he do now.
It was they who wanted to come to Hanjing, and it was also Zampu himself who wanted to kneel.
"But if this continues, Zamp won't be able to.
It rained so hard that I knelt for another three days. ” The prime minister reluctantly walked to the guard in front of the palace gate.
"No one stops, don't come near" The palace gate guard in bright plate armor suddenly came forward and sang loudly.
"This military master, we Zampu have been kneeling here for three days.
Now that it's raining again, please pass it on to the military master to see if His Majesty can summon it.
If not, we will return today and come back another day. ” The guards stood like pines, but they didn't pay any attention to his words.
The Prime Minister's lips trembled, he suppressed himself and pulled out a piece of gold from his body.
"A little careful, not respectful, but also hope to be accommodating."
"Take it away" The guard glanced at the gold in his hand, not a coin but a gold ingot.
Such a large piece is estimated to be at least a catty, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and this guard doesn't earn so much in a year.
But he still disdainfully asked him to take it away.
The Tubo prime minister, who had hit the wall, could only retreat helplessly.
In Tubo, he is also a dignified minister, and his family is a well-known aristocratic family in Tubo, but in this Central Plains Dahua, he has to be ordered by a small soldier guarding the door.
Angry, dissatisfied, and finally had no choice but to retreat.
Palace.
The palace in the rain seemed much quieter, and Zhang Chao came to the primary school in the palace to watch the young princes and princesses attend classes.
The princes and princesses who have reached the age of five have to go to elementary school, but before the age of five, they study in the palace.
Before the age of three, it is taken by the child's mother.
When he was three years old, he began to study in the kindergarten in the palace, saying that reading was just playing together, and he took it back in the first half of the day.
At the age of three, I go to the nursery class, the fourth year old, and the fifth year old.
After the age of five, I started to go to elementary school, and at that time, the rules of school were much stricter, and I started to attend classes full-time, so I was not so free.
A group of children were playing, playing games, drawing, singing, and being literate.
In addition to the emperor's children, there will also be some children of the same age as the ministers of honor and relatives who will be selected as companions.
They even select some orphans of the same age to be companions.
These orphan companions of the princes will always be their partners in the future, accompany them to grow up, and finally go to the feudal country.
"Goose goose goose, song to the sky, white hair floating green water, anthurium plucking clear waves."
Xu Hui is now the director of this royal kindergarten in the palace, and also serves as a teacher.
Today she is telling the students a poem, not an ancient poem but a poem by the emperor, especially for these young students.
This poem is easy to understand, and it is suitable for children to understand.
She even took the children to the pond outside the temple, and had a flock of ducks in the lotus pond, and then taught the poem while the children watched the ducks paddling.
This teaching method is very new and interesting, and the children also like it very much, and the class is very lively.
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Zhang Chao, the author of the poem, came to listen to the class, and was asked by Xu Hui to explain to the children what he felt when he wrote this poem.
The rare opportunity to play with the children made him feel much younger.
"You're a good guy, and the kids are very interested."
The children were smiling and feeding the ducks, and a group of palace maids were carefully guarding the side.
Zhang Chao smiled and praised Xu Hui's teaching.
"The children are still young, and what they are taught at this time is not knowledge, but more about letting them know the joy of reading."
The official enlightenment is in elementary school, and now it is not even considered enlightenment, that is, let the children cultivate more feelings, after all, the royal children are not as good as ordinary children, and the royal children usually live with their mothers, which seems to be more raw.
Zhang Chao still hopes that his children will have more affection.
"You're not only a child prodigy, you're a natural poet, and you're a good educator."
"When it comes to education, the concubines are far inferior to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is full of peaches and plums all over the world, and there are countless disciples who learn literature and martial arts, and they are all very good.
Not to mention, those older princes and princesses were all taught by His Majesty himself, and now they are all praised by the world. ” Zhang Chao shook his head.
His education was good, but it wasn't entirely successful.
Once, he regarded Cheng Qian as his best disciple and taught him everything, eager to teach him his knowledge and philosophy, let him inherit his mantle, and let him inherit his own philosophy.
It's a pity that in the end, when facing the rights, he still lost himself a little.
Or in other words, when facing power, why can't you let go?
Eventually, they turned against each other, and he personally deposed Cheng Qian's throne and exiled him to South Africa.
Thinking of Cheng Qian, Zhang Chao was actually very embarrassed.
If he could have persevered a little longer and resolutely continued to support Cheng Qian, maybe he would still be Datang now.
But he couldn't guarantee whether Cheng Qian would be able to reassure him, whether he would be able to withstand the pressure and not do anything to him under his huge threat.
Once Cheng Qian had any thoughts and moves that wanted to deal with him, Zhang Chao knew very well that he would definitely fight back.
Even if he doesn't do it, he already has a strong alliance of interests around him, and if he doesn't move, they will move.
In the face of supreme power, the relationship between father and son and brother is unreliable, let alone the relationship between teachers and students.
But in his heart, Zhang Chao has always felt indebted.
The best disciple, the one he once wanted to train to become a generation of emperors, is now fighting against the natives in South Africa.
He always paid close attention to him, and although the conditions in Africa were difficult, he was more mature and steady.
At the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa, Chengqian has conquered many indigenous tribes and established his own kingdom.
Maybe in another ten or twenty years, he might be able to conquer the whole of southern Africa.
Now Zhang Chao treats the prince Zhang Jing more strictly, and throws him to Fusang to exercise, but also hopes that Zhang Jing can be better than Cheng Qian, and the current performance is indeed more mature than Cheng Qian.
"Your Majesty, that Tubo Zanpu is still kneeling outside the palace gate to see you."
"Not gone yet" Zhang Chao was a little surprised, this is the fourth day of kneeling, if you add the first two days of kowtowing all the way, this is the sixth day.
This little dry cloth really has perseverance.
"It rained so hard yesterday, and he can still hold on until now" "I'm afraid it's going to be bad, the guards reported that Songtsen Gampo was in a very bad state today, his face was yellow, he looked like he had a high fever, and he was probably sick after the rain."
"Since you're sick, don't kneel, if you really want to kneel and die in front of the palace gate, don't I have to bear a cruel charge and let Honglu Temple send someone to take them away, and then call an imperial doctor to show him."
Tell him that when he is cured, I will summon him again. ” Tubo Zampu finally waited for the emperor's will, but instead of summoning him, he asked him to go back to rest first, and then summon him when he was well.
At this moment, Songtsen Gampo was simply in tears.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Songtsen Gampo knelt down in a hoarse voice.
The prime minister hurriedly went to help him, but as soon as he touched someone, he fell, and Zampu fainted directly.
There was a rush to get around.
The imperial doctor stepped forward to check it out.
"Don't worry, you can't die, you just passed out."
Songtsen Gampo was in a coma and only woke up three days later, and when he woke up, his throat was completely broken, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and the imperial doctor said that he had a high fever and then his throat was burned.
I checked him for a while, and congratulations to him that his brain was not burned out.
"I want to see His Majesty the Emperor."
"Let's wait for two days, we don't dare to let you get close to Your Majesty like this."
The imperial doctor said politely.
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The Imperial Physician examined it for a while, and then left.
Songtsen Gampo was lying on the bed a little weakly, "Where is this?"
"The Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Honglu Temple, the environment here is very good, Zampu, please rest assured to recuperate."
"Prime Minister, has something happened in the past few days?"
The prime minister hesitated for a moment, but still said, "On the second day when Zampu was in a coma, there was a good news that the general of Dahua, the governor of Bangladesh, Liu Renliang, led the Bengal fleet and the seventh division of the marines, plus the soldiers and horses led by Cheng Chumo, the governor of Yunnan, to attack the capital of Arakan, capture the king of Arakan and hundreds of officials, and Arakan perished. ” Songtsen Gampo's lips trembled, and his face became a little more gray.
Arakan, which can be regarded as quite strong, was originally their ally.
"And what else?"
"On the same day, a little later, there was also a ride that flew into Beijing to report the victory.
Admiral Xue Rengui of the Eighth Fleet led the Xindu Fleet and the Eighth Marine Division to defeat the Lion Kingdom. ” Songtsen Gampo sighed.
"I didn't expect that the Dahua army was so strong, and it would destroy the two countries in a blink of an eye.
Now that the Lion Kingdom and Arakan are both dead, and the country of the Japanese Ring is in civil strife, my Tubo is also surrounded on all sides, and the sky is going to die. ” The prime minister is also at a loss, in this situation, it is really difficult.
"The king of Nepal sent an envoy to the Son of Dahua, asking himself to be a vassal and willing to be a vassal state."
When Songtsen Gampo heard this, he rolled his eyes and fell back.
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