When Wang Ning'an returned to Xijing, he had a few things to deal with.

Didn’t he let the bun pretend to be a businessman and go to Qingtang?

But Baoziyan said that he would let him go and was willing to work hard for the Song Dynasty. But no matter what, Trixifeng was also his master. He did not freeze to death to death, but he saved him. Trixifeng committed an unforgivable crime and could not save him. But as his servant, I hope to collect Trixifeng's body. If I don't see the body, I won't set off!

Di Yong and Wang Shao beat Baozi's eyes several times, but this guy said this, and he became more and more stubborn as he beat him.

I had no choice but to report to Wang Ning'an.

Not long ago, Trixifeng was sentenced to Lingchi for his unforgivable crime of treason.

He also specially dragged him to Tongguan and other places and executed him in front of countless fellow villagers.

Trixifeng opened the river bank, causing 100,000 creatures to suffer. The sins were so deep that they could not be written. The people were too angry. Every time they cut a piece of meat, the people snatched it away, and they swallowed it alive with strong wine.

Some people used it to pay tribute to the dead in their homes. After three days of cutting off the people, the people cursed for three days. Trixifeng finally learned what it means to be criticized by thousands of people and what it means to be scolded by thousands of people!

How terrible it is to be really angry when the grass people seem to be warm and warm!

What kind of aristocratic families, courts and countries... are not worth mentioning in front of them!

Cui Xifeng regretted it very much. He realized it too late and could not save anything. His dream of cedeing land to become king completely woke up. He really wanted to tell Qingtang's Cui family that he should not dream anymore, and you will not be able to accomplish anything.

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After three days, Trixifeng was left with only a bone, but was snatched away by an angry crowd and fed the pigs and dogs. All they could find was a head.

This was the special explanation of the court, because it was to be sent to all parts of the northwest to be displayed to the public, to comfort the dead people and to appease the hearts of the people.

Wang Ning'an thought for a long time, and he asked someone to inform him. When the demonstration was completed, he found a pit and buried his head.

Baoziyan received Wang Ning'an's promise and finally set off with confidence.

As the end of the year is getting closer, the northwest is starting to become colder. Since next year is the year of imperial examinations, many students from the Six Arts are coming.

Some people are wealthy, but some are very poor and have a huge burden to take the exam.

As an important official of the court, Wang Ning'an was not easy to come forward casually, and it was not right for only students of Liuyi.

He found Foyin again. The fat monk was not busy and went to work. He gave up Daxiangguo Temple and ran to Luoyang, saying that he wanted to rebuild the White Horse Temple.

Wang Ning'an knew that his pockets were deep and his waist was thick.

So he asked Foyin to arrange residences for all students and provide brushes, ink, cotton coats. Of course, Foyin was reluctant, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only agree honestly.

In this way, Wang Ning'an handled a lot of chores and had time to spend all his students.

There were only Gou Yaer and Xiao Yu at home. When my father came back, Gou Yaer did not pounce on him. Instead, he leaned on his cheek and looked contemplative.

Wang Ning'an couldn't help but come over and touched his head.

Gou Yaer was full of grievance, "Don't touch it anymore, you will not grow tall!"

"You are already anxious enough, you are almost one head taller than His Royal Highness." Wang Ning'an patted his butt, squeezed the dog's teeth aside, and sat in the most comfortable position on the threshold.

Gou Yaer rolled his father's eyes, and Wang Ning'an still did his own thing.

"By the way, where is your Highness? Could it be that you hit him?"

Wang Ning'an felt it was necessary to remind his son a few words, "You little brat, that's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you don't mind your son, otherwise you will be killed by you!"

Gouyaer seemed to understand, and after a long time, he said, "He is a traitor, and it's quite pitiful. I don't know if I'm going to beat him."

After saying that, this kid became a thinker again.

Wang Ning'an was a little messy and asked quickly. Gou Ya'er finally told the matter.

It turned out that Wang Ning'an was not here, so he asked Da Su and Er Su to teach them first. Gou Yaer and the little prince were both happy to listen. Su Shi was born an optimistic school and liked children. He took them to eat and play with them. He was even more popular than Wang Ning'an.

But later the Empress appeared, and she said she wanted to add courses in classics and learn serious knowledge.

The little prince has to take an hour every day to listen to his teacher's lecture.

Gou Yaer and Xiaopeng were accompanying him, so they had to follow him, but Xiaopeng was too young and didn't go.

Gouyaer only went there for one day, and then became sick. He said that his stomach hurts every day and never goes there. He had no choice but to go there. The prince was the only one who went there.

"Why don't you go? It's not a good kid to pretend to be sick and skip classes!"

Gou Yaer curled his lips, "Sir, isn't a good sir. He talks nonsense, so I won't go!"

Wang Ning'an said with a calm face and angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, you kid. If you can be a master of the prince, you must be a well-educated person. How could you talk nonsense?"

Gou Yaer stood up and stared at his father's eyes, "Tell me that you have to work hard to get rich, and only by giving will you get rewards!"

"Yes, I said, I'll take you to sell crickets and make money to make wine for the queen. Isn't that right?"

Gou Yaer said angrily: "But that's not what Mr. teaches."

"Oh? What did he teach you?"

"He said that digging a hole and burying a son will turn into a jar of gold."

Wang Ning'an thought hard for a long time and finally understood.

"He told you the story of Guo Ju?"

Gou Yaer widened his eyes, thought hard, and then nodded vigorously. He stretched out his little hand, grabbed Wang Ning'an's arm, and said timidly: "Dad, you are very rich, are you?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"You, you won't bury me and the little pig for gold, are you?"

Wang Ning'an looked at his son with fear on his face and smiled secretly. He was a child! He reached out and hugged Gouyaer in his arms, then reached out and hugged Xiaopeng.

"Little fool, that's all stories, they were made up to deceive people..."

It took Wang Ning'an a long time to eliminate the shadow in Gou Ya'er's heart. The little guy became happy again, but when he thought that the little prince was still suffering from the torture, he was sad again.

Although the little prince is stupid and always causes trouble, he thinks that he will sit on a hard bench and motionless, listening to the old and regular lectures, and remembering it in his heart. If he doesn't recite it well, he will be beaten. Gouyaer shuddered and felt more sympathetic to his friends.

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At night, Wang Ning'an told Yang Xi about this.

Yang Xi didn't think anything. Guo Ju's family was poor and he couldn't have enough food. My mother felt sorry for her grandson. She always gave her own food to her grandson and went hungry.

Guo Ju couldn't stand it, so he decided to bury his three-year-old son. As a result, when he was digging a hole, he dug a jar of gold. From then on, the best of both worlds is gone and there is no need to sacrifice his children.

Almost all children have heard of this story. Yang Xi was also afraid when she was a child. Later, when she grew up, she didn't care much.

Just by looking at it carefully, you will find that there is a lot of negative energy hidden in it.

First of all, Guo Ju is a big man. If he can't raise his wife, children, and young people, he should work hard to make money and support his family. Even if he can't do it, he and his wife eat less, take care of the elderly and children!

What is the way for a family to get along?

It means working together and sharing weal and woe.

Even if there is a grain of rice, you have to eat it separately.

This is the right way!

But this person doesn't think so. He is afraid that my mother will be hungry, so he will be obsessed with burying his son. He will not eat the child even under the banner of filial piety. Even under the banner of filial piety, he is not a capable father!

This guy just did it. Fortunately, he dug out a jar of gold and will never have to worry about food and drink from now on.

But where did this jar of gold come from?

Maybe someone hid it, then he was a thief.

It may also be in the grave, he is a tomb robber!

All in all, not a good thing!

It is such a ridiculous story that has spread far and wide and is repeatedly used to educate children.

Gou Yaer is a smart and sensitive child. After hearing this, he was chilling, fearing that he would be buried by his father. He pretended to be sick and refused to go to class, and was worried that he would hear some terrifying stories again.

Wang Ning'an and Yang Xi analyzed the story, and Yang Xi felt something.

"Master, I can't accompany you tonight. I'll go see our son. That kid is hilarious on the surface, but he is very thoughtful. Don't scare him."

Gouyaer was lucky. He received the care of his father and mother and quickly recovered.

But the little prince was not so lucky. He didn't go back to the Wang family all day.

Logically speaking, he only needs to listen to the classics for one hour and spend the rest of his time in the Wang family. Why didn’t he come on time?

Wang Ning'an was really worried. He pulled his two sons to the palace and handed over the sign. Sure enough, a little eunuch took them to the classroom in the East Palace.

Before it was time to speak, the little prince sat upright there, his thin figure seemed very pitiful.

Gouyaer broke free from his father's hand and ran over quickly.

Seeing Gouya, the little prince finally smiled, reached out and pulled his friend. He was excited and encountered the injury on his hand. He took a breath of pain and quickly put one hand behind him.

At this time, Wang Ning'an came over and he saw it all.

"Your Highness, Mr. tells you to pay attention to hygiene. After leaving for so many days, have you washed your hands on time? Take out your hands quickly and let the sir see."

Wang Ning'an said, stretching out his big hand and putting it in front of the little prince. The little prince hesitated for a moment and also placed his hand on Wang Ning'an's big hand.

The little prince's left hand was obviously red and swollen. Wang Ning'an took a breath, "Your Highness, go back to find Doctor Qian with the gentleman. He has a magic pill and will no longer hurt soon."

The little prince nodded with tears in his eyes. Mr. Wang came and he finally had a backer.

Wang Ningan comforted several times and asked Gou Yaer and Xiao Tong to play with the prince. He went to Zhao Zhen with a dark face. What a joke? Does a child who is only a few years old need corporal punishment?

Since I am the prince’s master, I have this responsibility to take good care of the prince and teach him well, and beat him up while I am away. This is too much!

When he met Zhao Zhen successfully, the emperor saw Wang Ning'an angry and asked for guilt, and looked ashamed, "Wang Qing, you came for the matter of the emperor! I felt sorry for him when he was beaten. However, this child slandered the sages and said that Confucius was a snobbish! He was so angry that his mother would not be punished!"

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