Great Tang Broom Star

Chapter 172: No Problem

Wei Wushuang watched those students clasping their hands and thanking them, and suddenly felt that he had never seen Jia Pingan clearly.

The teaching assistant beside him is sighing: "Since the Jin Dynasty, the Central Plains have been turbulent, and then the clothes and crowns have been crossed to the south, and the aristocratic families have dominated the government... Then there was chaos, and this chaos came to the former Sui Dynasty, but there were not many good days in the former Sui Dynasty. Years, chaos again, those learnings are scattered..."

From the end of the Han Dynasty, the Central Plains was a mess.

"No, that knowledge is in the hands of the aristocratic family. Why does the royal family want to marry the Shandong family? Could it be that their power is so huge?"

Another teaching assistant also said: "No, the Shandong clan is dormant now, but they have been passed down for many years, the family style is strict, and most of their children can become talents? But how strict is the family style? How to teach their children to be successful? This is the most powerful Shandong clan place."

"Yes! But they keep those methods secret, and outsiders don't know about them."

"What Jia Canjun said is a way to do things, not only for doing things, but also for being a person."

"Jia Junjun is a great talent, these students are blessed."

"It's not just them, someone also feels that they have benefited a lot."

Wei Wushuang was thinking carefully about Jia Ping'an's words.

For example, if someone speaks ill of me, then I should break the matter down and analyze one by one, who I offended, and who is benefited by this matter...

This is the way to do things and be a person!

"If you want to know this, you have to bow down, don't sit on a high place and point fingers all day... If you don't understand this, you don't understand the suffering of the people, what is the basis for your decision? Leave!"

"Wonderful!" The teaching assistant praised: "Pretending to understand without knowing it, making blind decisions, it's called slapping the head... It's wonderful."

"Come on!" Jia Pingan pointed to the construction site, "Do it all, if you don't do it, how will you know how much the labor is worth?"

The students rushed forward.

The scale of hundreds of people, once working together...

The craftsmen began to get busy.

"Slow down!"

"Steady!"

The foremen rushed in,

Commanding at the top of his voice.

Craftsmen became conductors, students became coolies...

"It's noon, let's eat!"

Everyone was surprised, wondering why there is still lunch?

I saw a few big men coming with big wooden barrels.

"Come here." Jia Pingan waved.

"Go wash your hands first!"

There is a canal not far away, everyone went to wash their hands, and when they came back, they were dumbfounded...

Food is steaming in the big wooden barrel.

The staple food is thick pancakes, which seem to be mixed with other things. And the dishes...

"What is this?" A student stepped forward and asked.

The big man said: "This cake is made with all kinds of miscellaneous grains, and this soup is made with two chickens."

The staple food is multigrain cakes, and the dish is two chickens and a bucket of soup...

this……

Everyone can't help but look at each other.

"How do you eat this?"

Someone said with a bitter face: "At home, at least there must be Hubing, or Huto, but there must be mutton in the dishes."

Jia Pingan didn't speak until he said to the foreman, "Let your people eat too."

The foreman said in surprise, "There are also ours?"

"Thank you Jia for joining the army."

The craftsmen happily found bowls, each with a bowl of egg soup and two multigrain cakes.

Take a bite of the multigrain cake, and then drink a bite of the egg soup with scattered egg drops, what a delight!

The craftsmen ate with wide smiles and gobbled it up.

this……

The students were all stunned.

"Is it delicious?" A student felt that something was wrong, so he made a copy for himself.

A bite of multigrain cake...

What he eats is similar to taking poison.

A mouthful of egg soup...

Two eggs make a big bucket of egg soup, and the content of the eggs can be imagined.

Tasteless.

"Delicious?" someone asked.

The student shook his head, "It's unbearable!"

Everyone couldn't help but fell silent.

"Let's go out to eat later." Someone muttered.

Everyone is not short of money, and it is not bad to find a place to drink later.

"Look, Jia joins the army."

Jia Pingan walked over, "Give someone a copy."

With a bite of multigrain cake, Jia Pingan felt nostalgic.

In his previous life, because his parents were busy with work, he stayed in the countryside for a few years before going to school.

Multigrain cakes were considered delicious at that time, and egg soup... Eggs are a strategic commodity in the family. Unless someone is sick, they can only be exchanged for money at the market...

He ate it bite by bite, and felt that the multigrain cake was even more delicious than the one at that time.

And when he first arrived in Datang, the food he ate with his cousin...it was really not for human beings. But Yang Deli ate with relish.

"Delicious." He said seriously.

The students stepped forward silently.

One serving per person, after taking it, squat down on the ground to eat.

A craftsman finished his meal, looked at the big wooden barrel with unsatisfied interest, and said, "It would be great if there is such a meal at every meal."

This kind of meal... he actually hoped for such a meal?

The students were even more silent.

In the afternoon, the Nursing Home could already see its prototype.

Students return home blistered or exhausted.

Meng Zhao's father, Meng Mi, is a fifth-rank official, and his mother, Wang's family background is also extraordinary. He grew up in a honey pot since he was a child, and he has never suffered much.

"Dalang, why are you in such a mess?"

His mother, Wang Shi, saw that he was disheveled, and hurriedly asked someone to wait for him to take a bath. Later, she found blisters on the palm of her hand, and Wang Shi was even more heartbroken.

When Meng Mi came home, he was a little surprised to see such a son, "Didn't you go to the nursing home today, why?"

Meng Zhao said: "Today, the boy is working in the nursing home."

Wang's heart ached, but Meng Mi glared at her, and then ordered: "Eat."

A family of three eats.

Mutton is a must, plus some dishes, and the staple food is pancakes.

In the past, Meng Zhao would have a lot of food left over, but today he is full, but he is still eating.

"Husband." Wang felt that her son was a little weird.

Meng Mi shook his head.

After eating, Meng Zhao said: "Aye, don't make so many meals for my child..."

Wang said with a smile, "My son, I'm afraid you don't have enough to eat!"

Parents are always like this, worrying that their children will not have enough to eat, so they would rather have more than less.

Meng Zhao couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he thought of the salivation of those craftsmen facing the multigrain cakes today.

"Aniang, there are still many people in this world who don't have enough to eat, we shouldn't waste so much."

He thought of Jia Pingan's nostalgic appearance when he ate the miscellaneous grain cake, and he strengthened his belief, "It is already very good that Hai'er can have mutton for every meal now. Also, if Hai'er becomes an official in the future, the people under his rule will eat it every day." How can such an official, who eats miscellaneous grain cakes and bland vegetables every day, eat mutton and even has a lot left over, know the sufferings of the people?"

There was joy in Meng Mi's eyes.

His child!

How did this suddenly become mature?

But Mrs. Wang was dissatisfied and said: "This is a meal made by my own money. What does it have to do with others?"

Meng Zhao was stunned, and looked at his mother with different meanings, "Mother, this is the food that the farmers have worked so hard to grow. You can eat it when you eat it, but it shouldn't be wasted."

Wang still couldn't understand his son's thoughts.

Meng Zhao got up and said, "Aniang, today my child ate multigrain cakes, drank clear water soup, and had no vegetables..."

"My son!" Wang's heart ached, "You have suffered."

"My child is not bitter." Meng Zhao said seriously: "Those craftsmen eat such meals and say that if they eat like this, they will be satisfied. Only now does my child realize that he is still not satisfied with his fine clothes and food, what a shame it is absurd!"

Meng Mi was overjoyed, and couldn't help smiling, "Well said."

Wang rolled his eyes at him, and seeing his son talking eloquently, which was completely different from before, gradually felt more joy in his heart.

"An official should have Tang in his heart." Meng Zhao said solemnly: "There is no Tang in his heart, only himself, such an official, my child would disdain to be one of them!"

He resigned.

Meng Mi took a hard breath, only to feel joy leaping out of his chest.

This son was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has never suffered much. According to Meng Mi's plan, his son studied in the Imperial College, and if he could pass the imperial examination, he would pass it, and if he couldn't, he could get an official.

Such a pampered son...how can he become an official?

This is Meng Mi's long-standing concern.

But today, his son suddenly realized, how could this make him unhappy?

"Dalang, who said this truth?"

he couldn't help asking.

Meng Zhao who walked to the door turned around, "It's Jia Canjun from Baiqi."

Meng Mi narrowed her eyes, and after her son had left, Wang asked, "Then Jia Canjun...isn't he just a broom star? Husband, what does he mean?"

Meng Mi sighed: "This person has made meritorious service a while ago, and exchanged his credit for 10,000 coins with His Majesty, saying that he built a nursing home to shelter the lonely and elderly all over the world."

There are such people?

Wang couldn't help being surprised.

"Da Lang's like this is a good start. After that..." Meng Mi looked at his wife and said sharply: "Jia Ping'an's enlightenment today is extremely rare. In the future, don't talk about bastards."

This is a formal conversation between husband and wife.

Mrs. Wang knelt down and lowered her head slightly, "Yes, I know about it."

Meng Mi said indifferently: "From now on, don't spoil Da Lang."

Wang nodded, "Yes."

"Also!" Meng Mi smiled and said, "Tomorrow, some more wood and rocks will be produced at home."

...

On the third day, Wang Zhongliang was ordered to check the progress of the Nursing Home.

He walked slowly all the way to the outside, and just as the accompanying servant was about to shout, he heard an exclamation, "Why are you starting to put tiles on?"

Wang Zhongliang looked up, I'll go, it really is.

"This... Let's remember that the beams will be put on here, right? Why did you start to put the tiles on?" Wang Zhongliang felt that he might be dazzled.

When everyone entered, they saw a lot of wood and stone neatly piled up on the side, and hundreds of students were carrying things back and forth like ants, or working according to the orders of the craftsmen.

"this……"

Wang Zhongliang searched around and saw Jia Ping'an in the corner.

But it was not easy to ask him about this matter, Wang Zhongliang saw Wei Wushuang standing beside him, so he went over.

"I met Wang Zhongguan." Wei Wushuang stepped back and saluted.

"Why are those students so obedient?" Wang Zhongliang was really surprised.

Many of those students were pampered, would you be willing to let them do this kind of work?

But now it looks like it is willing.

Have we gone to hell?

Because Jia Ping'an can fool people!

Of course we can’t say this, Wei Wushuang said: “The student’s family supports it, and even his father and brother come to check on it every day, and if they say they are lazy, they will be beaten to death.”

Wang Zhongliang was dumbfounded.

It happened that a parent came outside. Seeing his son working hard, he praised: "Sure enough, he is the son of a certain person. This strength is great."

Wang Zhongliang went over, the parent was an official, recognized him, and quickly smiled and handed over.

Now the servants are not as good as they were in the late Han Dynasty, but as an official, if you can not offend others, you will not offend them.

Wang Zhongliang asked: "Why do you want your children to work here?"

The parent laughed and said: "The child works here. After returning home, he knows that he has saved money, and he is no longer picky about food. When he sees that the family is wasting money, he will criticize him... He can speak clearly and logically when encountering things. A certain heart is happy. When I asked, I said I learned it from working here, so I naturally hope that my child will spend more time here."

Is that so?

Wang Zhongliang hurried back to the palace to report.

Li Zhi rubbed his forehead, "He coaxed the Imperial Academy with his words, and Xiao Bo and others were grateful to him. Then he made the students work willingly... this broom star, why..."

This operation is really impossible to say.

Wang Zhongliang said: "Jia Ping'an also taught them a way of doing things, breaking things down to the very beginning, and then analyzing and pondering one by one..."

There was a serious look in Li Zhi's eyes.

"He also said...to be an official, you must have Tang in your heart. If you only have yourself in your heart, this kind of official is Mi Chong."

Li Zhi narrowed his eyes, "This is the foundation of being an official. If he only knows for himself and his family, such an official has a low vision and a small structure. If he has Tang in his heart, his vision will naturally be high. The pattern of the situation is big... Only officials of this class have the opportunity to enter the court."

"This is the knowledge of that foreign professor!" Li Zhi said confidently: "Otherwise, how can a teenager in his teens understand such methods?"

He looked at Wang Zhongliang, "Do you understand?"

Well!

Wang Zhongliang said with a flattering smile, "I understand."

He is fooling.

But Li Zhi was in a good mood today, so he asked, "Tell me."

After waiting for a long while without hearing anything, Li Zhi put down the memorandum, and seeing Wang Zhongliang's constipated face, he couldn't help covering his forehead, "Fool! Go, kneel by the side."

Wang Zhongliang knelt beside him with a bitter face.

Li Zhi nodded slightly, for the people around him, what he wanted was not intelligence, but a sense of propriety.

Wang Zhongliang is a bit clumsy, but it is an advantage here.

...

The construction progress of the nursing home was getting faster and faster. Jia Pingan saw that the construction period was too far ahead, so he drove the students back.

When he returned to Baiqi, Bao Dong came to complain first, "Jia Canjun, you have been there for a few days, and a certain one took his brothers to inspect the Ganye Temple, and those nuns were not allowed to go in at all, and they were not even allowed to take a look inside..."

Of course not!

Jia Pingan knew that this guy was probably trying to make use of the problem, so he ignored him, "Where's Lei Hong?"

When Lei Hong was mentioned, Bao Dong sighed, "I asked for leave earlier, saying that the matchmaker found him a beautiful girl..."

Why!

Why!

The two sighed at the same time.

"The captain said, just go."

Poor Lei Hong, for the sake of his life, even Tang Xu violated the principle and allowed him to ask for leave.

Later, Lei Hong came back.

Wearing a new suit, he came in with a high spirit.

"How?" Bao Dong asked with concern.

Lei Hong said with a smile: "The little lady has a good temperament, but after all, she has no relationship with X, hey! She will definitely cry in private, but X does not want to force herself, so... I can only wrong her."

Bao Dong was dumb, "Yes!"

Jia Pingan was speechless...

"Bitch slave!"

Tang Xu's shouts came from outside, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's going on here?"

Tang Xu said angrily, "Bao Donglai made tea for someone!"

Bao Dong went, someone asked Shao Peng, and old Shao gritted his teeth and said: "We met Jiang Wei from Qianniuwei earlier with Old Tang, and Old Tang just said something to make Qianniuwei hurry up and practice, but Jiang Wei Wei sneered, saying that I, Baiqi, are a bunch of rough men and uneducated."

Lei Hong laughed as soon as he heard it, "Shao Zhongguan, Jia Canjun's poetic talent can't be compared with them?"

Shao Peng sneered and said, "They're so smart! Why don't they just mention articles. There are a lot of those who are well-educated and well-educated, both civil and military, hey!"

"A bunch of cheap dog slaves!"

Tang Xu's yelling was extremely irritable.

Jia Pingan returned to the duty room with a sad face.

Article...someone is a Xibei product.

As for Tang Xu's humiliation, it was probably because this fellow met Jiang Wei on the road, and used the last review outside the Xuanwu Gate to win against Qian Niuwei to ridicule and ridicule Jiang Wei, which angered Jiang Wei, and Jiang Wei asked his subordinates to come out to make a fuss and humiliate Old Tang.

"Old Tang!"

Jiang Wei actually came.

Tang Xu has committed such a crime that Jiang Wei came to kick him out.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Xu's voice... Everyone who is familiar with it knows that it is a guilty conscience.

Jiang Wei smiled and said: "Both Baiqi and Qianniuwei are guarding His Majesty, we should get closer. A certain brought a few brothers, they are not good at anything else, but they are good at making fusses. Let's...compete?"

This is a door-to-door slap in the face.

Tang Xu sneered and said, "This is not the Imperial College, if you are capable, would you dare to go to the Imperial College?"

The schools below Guozijian are the highest institutions of learning in the Tang Dynasty, and they are also the highest places for academic research. Poems and articles, everyone sits in the town.

Of course Jiang Wei didn't dare, but he said proudly, "Of course I dare."

"Shameless!" Tang Xu scolded, "If those great Confucian scholars in the Imperial College heard what you said, they wouldn't be able to kill you!"

Jiang Wei laughed and said, "If you are capable, find someone who can write well! Who? Bao Dong? Or Jia Pingan!"

He looked at everyone with a gloomy gaze.

Since Master Jia's debut, a few poems have crushed the current poetry world, making a mess of it.

Last time, the song "Long Clouds and Dark Snow Mountains in Qinghai" directly crushed Qian Niuwei to the point of shame.

But Jiang Wei discovered a problem. Master Jia has never published any articles.

He later asked the 'experts', and the 'experts' said that this kind of poetry is excellent, and most of the articles are not good. He asked why, and the 'expert' looked at him contemptuously, saying that a person's talents are limited, but you are talented in poetry, and you can write articles well, that's a god!

Yes.

Jiang Wei was moved by what the 'expert' said, so he took the opportunity to slap Baiqi in the face.

"Xiao Jia!"

This is a door-to-door slap in the face!

Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

Tang Xu was angry.

Everyone is angry.

"What's the matter?" Jia Pingan responded in the duty room.

"Come out." Tang Xu said happily.

When Jia Pingan came out, Tang Xu pointed to Jiang Wei and said, "Here is an article."

wipe!

Jia Pingan smiled calmly.

The article is so long, the ones that can be recited are not suitable, old Tang, are you cheating me?

Seeing his calmness, Jiang Wei couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Could it be...he can even write articles?

But the 'expert' is a well-known Confucianist, so his mind became firmer and he said: "If you can write a good article, I will treat you to Wuxianglou today!"

Tang Xu was overjoyed when he heard the words, "I will go with all the riders!"

How much does that cost?

You shameless old Tang!

Jiang Wei thought about it, then nodded vigorously, "If Jia Ping'an loses, you treat me, and I, Qian Niuwei, will go."

Tang Xu took a look at his beloved Xiao Jia, seeing that he was calm and unhurried, obviously he had a good chance of winning, so he couldn't help saying reservedly: "No problem!"

"Xiao Wang, you go." Jiang Wei stepped back.

Qian Niu Bei stepped forward and looked at Jia Pingan proudly.

"please……"

...

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