Great Tang Broom Star

Jia's dinner is very rich.

Jia Pingan brought beef, Cao Er made a big pot of braised beef, tsk tsk! The aroma whets the appetite.

Yang Deli made some cakes, Jia Pingan made a small pot of rice, and the two brothers were ready to start making.

Ah Fu on the side has already started eating.

Knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door, and Ah Fu ran away.

Du He who wanted to open the door was speechless, thinking this is a bear? Why is it like a watchdog?

Jia Pingan was thinking about it, when he saw his cousin's complexion changed drastically, his lips trembling...

"Xiao Jia!"

Old Xu is here.

He came to talk to Jia Pingan about the case of Gaoyang. He smelled the smell of beef as soon as he entered the door. He immediately took out a handkerchief from his cuff and wiped his mouth calmly. "The old man is not feeling well recently..."

"Mr. Xu, please come in for dinner."

Jia Pingan smiled.

Xu Jingzong looked at the braised beef, "That matter, you offended the Chai family and Princess Baling badly."

Yang Deli, who was heartbroken, really changed his expression, "I also ask Xu Gong for advice."

Old stuff, fooling his cousin again!

Of course Jia Pingan knew the consequences of that incident, and he even took the initiative to go to the door to provoke him, which seemed to offend the Chai family, but the Chai family would be in trouble in a few years.

Not only Changsun Wuji wanted to clean up his family, but Li Zhi couldn't bear it either.

So he made it clear at this moment that Xiaoxiao offended the Chai family, and there would be a lot of benefits in the future.

While eating heartily, Lao Xu complained about Jia Pingan's unreliable work.

"You went to the Chai family and said that there are a lot of cattle in Zhongnan Mountain, and that the rich and powerful in Chang'an City are smuggling a lot of them. No one takes such things seriously in the Chai family, you know?"

"Yes." Jia Pingan couldn't help glaring when he saw that the best piece of beef brisket was taken away by Lao Xu.

Xu Jingzong chewed on the brisket,

Zan said: "soft and hard, fragrant."

The old guy raised his glass and took a sip of wine, "This is a fairy."

"Grand Xu." Jia Pingan said seriously: "It's approaching the end of the year, and many people are having a hard time. Did Mr. Xu think of donating some money and food?"

Xu Jingzong said: "Donated, donated to the temple, let them go to the porridge."

This old Xu is not stingy.

But when he saw Jia Ping'an's heartbroken appearance, he couldn't help but startled, "Could it be that someone did something wrong?"

"Hey!" Jia Pingan sighed: "Your Majesty donated money to set up a nursing home, which is dedicated to adopting orphans. If you have money and don't donate it to the nursing home, is this looking down on Your Majesty?"

The current temple is really chic, with fields, and temple slaves farming the land to serve them.

Xu Jingzong was stunned, "Yes! The old man has forgotten."

"Go back and donate."

Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes and thought about tomorrow's events.

The next day, Jia Pingan went straight to the construction site of the nursing home in the city.

He rode Ah Bao slowly, feeling very comfortable.

"Jia joins the army!"

Jia Pingan turned his head and saw the long-legged girl whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Wushuang, where are you going?"

Wei Wushuang put on a mask and said: "The palace said that you are unreliable in doing things, so let me follow you."

Fuck!

Jia Ping'an was shaking coldly.

The emperor deliberately wanted to embarrass him, Master Jia!

Give you a difficult problem, and then send someone to supervise, and you are not allowed to use unconventional means.

He seemed to see Li Zhi sitting quietly on the throne, suddenly raised his head, and smiled at himself, very sarcastic.

The two then went to the construction site.

The construction site looked a little lazy.

A few craftsmen were knocking on the side, but...

"Why is there no wood or stone?"

Wood and stone are needed to build a house these days. Wood is used to build a house, and stone is used for various purposes.

The foreman said with a bitter face, "Jia Canjun, it's not that I'm lazy, it's that I have no money."

Sure enough, he was tricked by the emperor.

Wei Wushuang looked at him sympathetically, "Why don't you go and apologize, and say that this matter can't be done well."

"Be human...be honest."

Jia Pingan looked sincere, and Wei Wushuang asked curiously, "What does this have to do with honesty?"

Jia Pingan said casually: "Because someone can solve this matter, but says he can't. Isn't this a liar? Wushuang..."

He looked sideways at the long legs beside him, and said seriously: "The only advantage of this person in doing things is honesty."

Honest and reliable, Mr. Xiaolang is me, don't you think about it?

But this girl is too rough, Master Jia is worried that she will be beaten.

Wei Wushuang frowned, wondering if this young man was bragging?

But he looks really sincere!

"But that money... is quite different." Wei Wushuang thought for a while, his red lips pursed slightly, "Aren't you going to deceive people?"

"When did you ever lie to someone?" Jia Pingan was angry.

Wei Wushuang suddenly looked up at the sky, "I think you are very dangerous."

"Did I drug it or use it too strong?" Jia Pingan felt that this girl was a little bit crazy.

"You won't." Wei Wushuang said proudly: "Because you can't beat me. But I still feel that you are dangerous and insincere. I heard that those brothel girls like you..."

"That's because someone else likes X, so why should X say no?" Jia Pingan bickered with her while thinking of a solution.

It will be completed a year ago, and this is a good day to catch up with the emperor's change of Yuan Dynasty.

Yonghui, this is Li Zhi's first year name.

Wei Wushuang bickered with him, and finally sniffed, "I seem to smell good wine."

Jia Ping hit the horse and ran away. Wei Wushuang was itchy, but he could only follow closely.

Miss Deja!

My sister looked as cold as ice, but... if I could pick this cold flower, it would be very interesting to think about it.

But... As a steady and beautiful boy, he didn't want to use his frail body to test this woman's fists.

I remembered that when we were in Diezhou, Wei Wushuang swept Jia Ping's legs early in the morning and put Jia Ping on the ground.

Forget it, this girl has thorns all over her body, she's still a drunk, she can't be offended, can't be offended...

All the way to Taishi Bureau.

"Looking for Taishi Ling? It's easy to say, please come in."

The clerk led them in, Wei Wushuang said in a low voice, "Shouldn't it be...the one who needs to report first?"

Jia Pingan's lips moved slightly, "Maybe it's because you look beautiful..."

This pedant!

Wei Wushuang glared at him sideways, but found that Jia Pingan didn't see any women in his eyes at all. He was staring at those weird things, excited, and talking to himself was just perfunctory.

Entering the value room, I saw Li Chunfeng writing and drawing with his head bowed.

Jia Pingan cupped his hands: "I have seen Taishi Ling."

Li Chun's wind and waves sounded the same.

Is this old man giving me study time?

Jia Ping'an raised his voice, "I've seen Taishi Ling."

Old Li, if you pretend to be better than me, then leave!

The little official sighed, and approached in a low voice: "Tai Shiling, found a new star..."

Old Li jumped up with a whoosh, looked around, "Where is it?"

"Ahem!"

This man has become crazy about learning.

"It's Xiao Jia!" Li Chunfeng sat down, stretched his neck and said with a smile, "You don't want to go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, so tell me, what's the matter?"

Lao Li is open and bright!

"Tai Shiling, someone has pondered for a long time recently and deduced a theorem."

"Oh! Tell me." Li Chunfeng's eyes lit up, and he put the pen and paper on the ground.

This is the way for a true scholar to explore knowledge, instead of talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Jia Ping demonstrated a math problem, and Li Chunfeng pinched his fingers to figure it out.

Uncle, can we not play tricks?

Jia Pingan was speechless, but the little official said with admiration: "Taishi Ling is communicating with the gods."

Wei Wushuang was surprised.

It really was Li Banxian.

After a while, Lao Li finished his meeting with the gods, and said weakly: "Correct answer, what a Jia Ping'an, Xiao Jia...is there more?"

He just asked casually, but Master Jia sighed.

Li Chunfeng grabbed his wrist, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Uncle Li is not stupid and sweet, it's not that he doesn't understand those people's ways of the world, but he just doesn't want to get involved.

"This matter..."

Later, in the Guozijian, Xiao Bo said with a smile, "Today Taishi Ling and Jia Canjun came together. I am very happy, but..."

He is not happy.

why?

Because Lao Li is okay, he is just a learned man, but Master Jia suppressed the Guozijian last time, and the students he got were treated as teachers.

This is to mess things up!

So seeing Master Jia coming, Xiao Bo's heart rang the alarm.

"Jia Canjun is here?"

You can guard against everything, but you can't guard against Master Jia's fan, arithmetic professor Han Wei.

As soon as he came in, his eyes lit up when he saw Jia Ping'an, and he cupped his hands, "I've seen Jia Canjun."

An educated person can be detached, even if the prime minister comes, Han Wei can still deal with it indifferently.

But he saluted solemnly, and people couldn't help but think of the sentence he said: Jia Ping'an can be my teacher.

"Someone came here today and has something to do." Jia Pingan glanced at Li Chunfeng.

Uncle Li coughed dryly, "Xiao Jia learned a few difficult problems, and the old man verified them one by one. It's really mysterious..."

Han Wei happily said, "Maybe we can watch it?"

Jia Pingan handed him the manuscript of the calculation, and Han Wei immediately fell into it.

Xiao Bo thought to himself, don't come here to fool you.

But Han Wei's beaming eyebrows, occasionally suddenly realizing it, is clearly the truth.

This young man is indeed a genius, but unfortunately he is not used by our Zijian.

Later, Han Wei raised his head, stood up, and bowed.

"Jia Canjun is a great talent."

"Ahem!"

When Jia Ping brought the manuscript over, Han Wei was surprised and thought, isn't this the result of the Imperial College?

The same goes for Xiaobo.

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "The end of the year is coming soon, and the good day to get rid of the old and welcome the new is coming."

"That's right!" Uncle Li still has some talent for flattering people.

"But there are still people in Chang'an City who are starving and freezing, and I feel... uncomfortable!" Jia Pingan's eyes were red.

Xiao Bo and Han Wei were confused, thinking that this matter has nothing to do with learning, right?

"Someone thinks of those students of the Imperial College."

Jia Ping'an said solemnly: "The students of all schools in the Imperial College are all from rich and powerful families. The money is not bad, but the character is not good. For example, spending extravagantly, is there any?"

Xiao Bo nodded, and said with emotion: "These teenagers spend money like water!"

Ah!

The intensity of this flattery is too great.

Jia Pingan took advantage of the situation and said: "Someone is thinking, those students who were born in rich and noble families, do they know about poverty? If they don't know, will they know about people's livelihood when they become officials in the future? Don't say anything about why you don't eat minced meat, which makes you laugh, it's him It is also a shame to the Imperial Academy who taught them!"

Xiao Bo nodded, thinking that Jia Ping'an is indeed a talent for teaching and educating people, but it's a pity that he is a little younger, otherwise he would be brought to the Imperial College, and he would have gained a good reputation for discerning talents.

"But the old man is helpless!" Xiao Bo sighed: "The fathers and grandparents of those students were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, how could they listen to our words?"

Even Han Wei said sympathetically, "Those students eat whatever they want, they feel that it doesn't suit their appetite, so they lose their appetite, and then they spend money to buy it..."

Jia Pingan said with a sad face: "If this matter is not resolved, how can the Guozijian cultivate the pillars of the country? A group of students who spend a lot of money, a group of pampered students, after they become officials, will they go to investigate people's livelihood? Will they have pity? people?"

Everyone shook their heads, feeling heavy.

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"

Everyone looked up, and Xiao Bo couldn't help praising: "Good poetry! Is there any more?"

Han Wei narrowed his eyes, "This kind of poem cannot be written without worrying about the country and the people. Jia Canjun is indeed a role model for my generation."

Even Uncle Li's eyes were bright, "Xiao Jia, you are such a great talent, why don't you practice Taoism with me and soar up together..."

I don’t want to practice Taoism! Jia Pingan took the case and said resolutely: "If the situation does not change, I feel uneasy."

But isn't Guozijian's sacrificial wine an old man?

Xiao Bo was a little puzzled, but immediately figured it out again.

Xiao Jia is a hot-blooded young man, and he couldn't help it when he saw the problems of the Imperial College.

Just like the last time he argued with everyone about the abacus, this young man is selfless in his heart.

"There's a way here."

Everyone was sighing, Jia Pingan said there was a solution, Xiao Bo said happily: "Tell me quickly."

"Those students are still too drifting in the final analysis. They have not felt or experienced the suffering of the people at the bottom. Talking to them is just talking on paper!"

Wei Wushuang at the back was watching Jia Ping'an's eloquent talk, and felt that he was very idle and bored, so he came to talk about human nature with a group of old men.

But if you look at Xiao Bo, he is completely immersed in the wine offered by the Imperial College, frowning, worried, or sighing following Jia Ping'an's words...

Look at that Han Wei, that's even more... No, why does this person seem to worship Jia Pingan?

Wei Wushuang felt a little weird.

Is this young man's knowledge really great?

She didn't understand, but she respected these teachers and thought they were scholars.

Now the scholar looked at Jia Ping'an with a look of admiration, what does this mean?

It shows that Jia Ping'an is very knowledgeable.

Even Li Chunfeng and Li Banxian nodded frequently, which shows Jia Ping'an's level.

Jia Pingan said categorically: "The Guozijian shoulders the heavy responsibility of teaching these high-ranking officials' children. If the professors are all a bunch of idiots who don't eat meat, who can feel at ease?"

Xiao Bo sighed: "The old man also knows, but... there is nothing to do! I have scolded and punished, but it is useless."

coming!

coming!

Jia Ping looked around and said calmly, "Someone has a way."

Xiao Bo nodded, "Jia Canjun, please tell me, the old man is all ears."

After what he said earlier, Lao Xiao had already been defeated by Master Jia's analysis. As long as what he said was reliable, the matter would be inseparable.

This is the art of selling.

You have to tell the customer the benefits of this business to him, and tell him sincerely, don’t be fooled, don’t beep...and then tell the advantages of the product...

This is what it means to move people with affection.

But Lao Xiao is too old, and Master Jia is not in this mood. He said seriously: "All principles are inferior to the word practice. Some people think that students should go among the common people and let them see how those common people live." Days, see how the poor people are suffering."

this matter...

Xiao Bo is hesitating.

"Every school in the Imperial College has homework, if the class is suspended..."

Han Wei got angry, "Jijiu, no matter how much you learn, but you don't know people's livelihood, so what's the use?"

Tut tut!

This is so true.

For the first time, Jia Pingan felt that Han Wei was not only a scholar, but also had the potential to become an educator.

Xiao Bo frowned: "This is easy to say, but how should we do it? Should we find a village outside and let them go in? What's the use of that?"

Although Lao Xiao has a good stand, he is timid and lacks means.

Jia Pingan said: "Someone has a place to go here, but...someone has a suggestion."

Xiao Bo nodded, "Jia Canjun, please tell me."

Jia Pingan said: "If you want to experience the life of the people and investigate their sufferings, you can't just go for a formality... It's like playing for a while. What's the use? It's just a formality.

Someone is thinking, those students are pampered, and the only way to touch them ideologically and spiritually is to let them work, to do the work of the common people. "

He said solemnly: "You have to make their shoulders bruise, their palms get blisters, and their hearts are shocked! Otherwise, it won't be enough to shock people's hearts! Otherwise, there will be big problems with the teaching of the Imperial College!"

Xiao Bo and others have been stunned.

But it's not over yet.

Jia Pingan said sincerely: "Although I am not from the Imperial Academy, I have the same knowledge. I hope that the Imperial Academy will continue to cultivate the pillars of the country. For this... I am willing to do my little bit!"

There was water in Xiao Bo's eyes, his lips trembled, he got up and walked over, and suddenly held Jia Ping'an's hand.

"From the beginning of the abacus, Jia Canjun's support for our country's Zijian has been continuous. It's ridiculous that the old man thought that Jia Canjun had other plans just now, and he shamed the old man."

He said with emotion: "The students of Guozijian are squeamish. This old man has always wanted to solve it. Let the old man know what Jia Canjun said today. There is a long way to go. The truth... doesn't make sense. The only way is to do it!"

Thumbs up!

Jia Pingan praised: "Xiao Jijiu is a good idea!"

Xiao Bo was touched and said: "Jia Canjun is not from our country's Zijian, but he is worried about our country's Zijian. He has put in so much effort, he can be called a good teacher and helpful friend of our country's Zijian. This old man... I am very grateful!"

"You're welcome!" Jia Pingan said sternly: "It's not going to be the end of the year, I think it's not too late..."

Xiao Bo asked: "Is there a place to go? It's better to let those students suffer."

"Yes." Jia Ping'an said sincerely: "The nursing home built in the court has been mostly completed, so I can go to the palace to ask for favors, let those craftsmen put off construction, and wait for the students to enter. Slow down, and train the students well."

"Xiao Jia..."

Xiao Bo was moved to tears.

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "However, I thought... since we want to sharpen them and let them experience the hardships of the people's livelihood, can we let them bring their own tools? In addition, the nursing home is a place to adopt orphans, and the students should be compassionate, What does Xiao Jijiu think?"

Later generations of schools organized students to plant trees on Arbor Day, bringing their own tools and even saplings. There are some tools at home, but the saplings have no choice but to dig in the wild...

At that time, parents had no time to take care of you at work, so you could only go digging trees alone or with your classmates. Thinking about it now, it can be regarded as a kind of tempering.

Xiao Bo patted Jia Ping'an on the shoulder: "Good idea, let them bring their own tools later, and each family will donate some money."

"Inappropriate!" Jia Pingan frowned and said, "Giving money is apportionment, which will cause comparisons, which is not good. I thought that it would be enough for each student to prepare a piece of wood or a piece of stone, how about it? "

Xiao Bo praised: "Good idea, but many of those students like to compare, the more they are not allowed, the more they will stand out. If you say to bring one piece of wood, they will bring ten, dozens..."

Jia Pingan said with a smile: "Just do your best, as long as you have the meaning."

Everyone laughed and said, "Thank you Jia Canjun for taking care of the Imperial College."

Jia Pingan said shyly, "You're welcome, you're welcome!"

He turns around.

Outside, Wei Wushuang, who witnessed his operation, was dumbfounded...

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