Great Tang Broom Star

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"...Statistics cover all aspects of the national economy and people's livelihood. Due to the current shortage of talents and the fact that the DPRK and China do not pay attention to this matter, a certain person summed up this knowledge in three sentences..."

Just like the general outline of a martial arts secret book, these three sentences must be an outline to guide the essence of this knowledge.

The students concentrate on their pens.

A few teaching assistants outside scratched their heads, afraid that they would not remember.

"Collect data, count data, analyze data."

These three simple sentences are almost deafening to the people of Datang at the moment.

Boom!

The door was pushed open, and Jia Pingan frowned, ready to scold.

"Uncle Wu Yang." Han Wei came in first, and said with piercing eyes, "Is this kind of knowledge unique to me?"

This man was also greedy, and he even thought of leaving this knowledge in mathematics.

"Imperial College's various studies are too much, and almost cut off arithmetic. This kind of knowledge should not be taught to them."

A teaching assistant spoke out for everyone.

Under the suppression of the outside world, a group will either fall apart, or it will form a group and reject the outside world.

Jia Pingan said: "This knowledge is probably unique to mathematics."

It is only meaningful for the students of mathematics, and there is no time to delve into the others.

But Han Wei and the others thought that he was on the side of mathematics, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Sir, students ask for advice..."

The students surrounded Jia Pingan enthusiastically, but he still had to plan for the Qingming Canal, so he was really anxious!

"There is something else."

"gentlemen……"

A group of people surrounded Jia Ping'an to go out to study mathematics. Someone outside saw him and went to look for Xiao Bo.

"Sacrificing wine, Uncle Wu Yang taught something in mathematics, which aroused the excitement of teachers and students."

this……

Xiao Bo was a little itchy, but he was offering a sacrificial wine, so he had to save face.

Si Ye can lose face, right?

He coughed dryly, but Chen Bao didn't respond.

Chen Bao was also very itchy, but as a secretary, he had to keep a straight face and pay attention to the personality, so naturally it was impossible to go.

"That Chen Siye?" Xiao Bo finally couldn't help it anymore, "I'm worried that there is something wrong with the math, you go and have a look."

Old stuff, this is the curve to save the country!

But it's a great idea.

Chen Bao went to math school and got the news.

"What kind of statistics did Jia Pingan teach, saying that the national economy and the people's livelihood are all-encompassing, which can be called the study of managing the world."

Although Xiao Bo is very old, but he has lived and learned, and he was tempted when he heard it.

"The study of world management!" This kind of knowledge is like a peerless secret book, which makes all scholars moved.

The old man was moved.

He looked at Chen Bao, and his heart was clearly moved.

"Where is Uncle Wuyang?"

"It is said to ponder Qingmingqu."

"Old man...Chen Siye, I have something to do, I need to go out for a while."

Chen Baogang wanted to ask for leave, but he didn't expect Xiao Bo to speak up shamelessly first.

He whispered: "Sacrificial wine."

When he spoke, his voice was low and his expression was strange, which made Xiao Bo subconsciously associate him with doing something bad.

"go together."

Xiao Bo pointed at him, and the two laughed.

...

Jia Pingan inspected the silted section of Qingming Canal all the way, and Li Yuanying followed along, drawing sketches constantly.

"Be different everywhere, don't make everything look the same."

Li Yuanying nodded, and said confidently: "It's easy, I'll leave it to you tomorrow."

Jia Pingan looked at the mansions built next to the canal, and smiled very honestly.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

Xiao Bo and Chen Bao came.

"Is there something wrong with you two?"

Jia Ping'an specialized in arithmetic, and Xiao Bo and Chen Bao were frightened by the attitude of the Confucian scholars in the Imperial College, and they never dared to meet him face to face.

"Hehe!" Xiao Bo looked at Chen Bao.

The old man who took the blame, I will send you to death!

Chen Bao thought that his son was Jia Ping'an's student, so he didn't feel any embarrassment, "Dare to ask Uncle Wu Yang, is the so-called statistics really a study of the world?"

Jia Pingan couldn't help being happy when he heard this.

The two co-authors were attracted by the saying of managing the world.

"This is practical learning." Jia Ping'an looked calm.

In other words, articles, poems and prose are compulsory courses for scholars, and the display of ability lies in policy questions.

But policy questioning is a large and comprehensive project, just like someone in the later generations throws a topic on the forum, which attracts everyone to give answers, and the host selects the best group of people to become officials who eat the emperor's food.

This is a group of metaphysical people. They study Confucian classics. Of course they have abilities, but they can't say anything about practicality.

The so-called talk on paper is nothing more than this, but once it enters the actual operation, it will be revealed.

The most important thing is that the middle and lower levels need to be pragmatic. If you want to achieve success and bring forth the new through the old, middle and lower level officials are required to have practical knowledge.

So there is a sign that a person who reads from a young age, learns poetry and prose, and after becoming an official, he has to learn how to do things from the beginning. When encountering professional problems at work, he must also learn from scratch.

In other words, your professional ability is not considered at all in the selection of qualifications (there are also some, such as writing official documents, etc.), but the most fundamental ability is lacking.

The School of Economics is like a shining signboard, which excited teachers and students of mathematics, and even Xiao Bo was alarmed.

"Practical learning is what we want!" Xiao Bo said happily, "The Three Classics of the University, Middle School and Primary School are taught in the Imperial College, but what the officials want is practical learning. But where is the practical learning? I can't see it. Uncle Wuyang , can you tell me."

In this era, Confucianism still enveloped the Tang Dynasty, but it did not have the power and influence of the later Song and Ming Dynasties, let alone being called Confucianism, which was almost religious.

Jia Pingan felt that he was corrupting the Imperial College, "The so-called statistics, three sentences, collect data, count data, analyze data."

"What is data?"

"Data... For example, how many students are there in the Guozijian, how many are between the ages of fifteen and twenty, and how many are between the ages of twenty and twenty-five."

That's it?

Xiao Bo felt bored.

"Among them, how many are from Chang'an, and how many are from Luoyang."

That's it?

Chen Bao thought it was a bit interesting, but it wasn't enough for the title of "Manipulation of the World".

"How many children are above the fifth rank, how many are below the fifth rank. How many are the descendants of the Xunqi, how many are the descendants of the new dignitaries, how many are the descendants of the aristocratic families, how many are from Guanlong, and how many are from other aristocratic families... ..."

"These are called attributes. The grades of students with each attribute are good or bad, some of them are good, some of them are bad..."

Xiao Bo's complexion changed slightly.

"This is a big net. By using these students, we can figure out the foundation of the powerful and powerful families."

What is the foundation?

Children's education!

This is recognized.

Chen Bao thought about it carefully, then cupped his hands and said, "Isn't this knowledge cutting apart everything in detail, and then thinking about it one by one?"

This explanation is biased, but it can be considered sideways.

Jia Ping nodded slightly.

Chen Bao was excited, "This kind of knowledge is of great benefit to the country! If this kind of method is used for statistics everywhere in the Tang Dynasty, what will happen?"

Xiao Bo cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "Uncle Wuyang, this knowledge is too amazing, don't teach arithmetic for now, wait until the old man asks His Majesty for instructions."

He and Chen Bao left in a hurry.

Li Yuanying listened from the side, "Why didn't you teach us?"

"I owe you?" Jia Pingan then said, "Hurry up and draw the picture, or I will turn around and serve you with a ruler."

Xiao Bo and Chen Bo hurried to the palace.

"Jijiu, I'm afraid this new learning is terrible." Chen Bao couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that his son was learning from Jia Ping'an, "Those people said that the souls of the dead under the knife, but the old man thinks that these are not wandering souls, but Hundred schools of thought after years of pondering, the result of continuous improvement!"

Xiao Bo looked resolute, "Confucianism has been developed up to now, and it is still chaotic. Whoever annotates the classics today and whoever refutes them tomorrow is doing learning... But look at the new learning, a single statistic makes the old man's scalp tingle, Chen Si Ye, does Jia Pingan have any other knowledge in his belly?"

He looked at Chen Bao, "Don't lie, otherwise, when the old man retires in the future, I will suggest that you find someone who is your opponent to take over the sacrificial wine."

This bad old man is very bad!

Chen Bao whispered: "Yes. He taught the dogs more knowledge."

Gannie!

Xiao Bo scolded: "Those bastards, you have to annoy Jia Pingan. What kind of dead souls? What are you afraid of when you have solid knowledge? Use your knowledge to compare and refute him. All you know is to call out the remnants of a hundred schools of thought. , but dare not question... the Imperial College of the old man! How great would it be if you could impart this kind of knowledge?"

Chen Bao suddenly said: "Jijiu, you said that new learning... What if Jia Pingan opened a school and taught it alone?"

Xiao Bo took a deep breath, "Then... many people from the Imperial College may run away."

The dignitaries these days are not fanatics of Confucianism, but anyone who knows that there is practical learning, and it is very powerful, what kind of Guozijian, sorry, my son is an official, and does not need to take the imperial examination. . As for Confucianism... just learn it at home.

For the rich and powerful, Confucianism taught by elders and relatives is an inheritance, just like family learning.

And further study of Confucianism is not of much use to their children.

Why are those aristocratic families still standing and prospering after many years of inheritance?

It is because they have practical knowledge in their hands that their children are inherently superior to others when they become officials, and their ability to handle affairs is completely crushed.

The two immediately asked to see the emperor.

"His Majesty!"

Xiao Bo said: "Jia Ping'an taught a new knowledge in mathematics today, called statistics. This knowledge is of great benefit to the national economy and the people's livelihood. I think that it should be taught in the Imperial College, regardless of mathematics and other studies. In addition, I invite your majesty ..."

Xiao Bo raised his head, and suddenly collapsed, with tears streaming down his face, "Your Majesty, the Imperial College is heavily fortified. Some people want to learn new learning, and some want to learn Confucianism. They are disturbing each other. I can only do my best in the Imperial College. Your Majesty... I am incompetent." .”

Li Zhi was moved, and came down to comfort him: "Xiao Qing has worked hard."

Xiao Bo raised his head and said with red eyes: "Your Majesty, I just have one request."

"Just tell me."

Xiao Bo said: "Your Majesty, please let Jia Pingan work in the Imperial College."

Chen Bao: "..."

What other position can the Imperial Academy arrange for Jia Pingan?

Are you taking the old man away?

Good job you ambitious Xiao Bo!

Li Zhi said with a smile: "The Guozijian has no position."

A cunning flashed in Xiao Bo's eyes, "Your Majesty, Chancellor Chen Jingran is seriously ill."

Li Zhi frowned, "I'll think about it again."

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Bo knelt down without hesitation.

Li Zhi was young, so he grabbed him casually, but he couldn't drag him.

"Your Majesty, if this is not the case, five or ten years from now, the Imperial College and the School of Mathematics will be completely different. While studying Confucianism and practical studies, which one is better? I dare not say anything, but what I am worried about is The difference is clear."

Xiao Bo stood up and left.

Li Zhi stood there and suddenly smiled.

"Xiao Bo wants to say that in the future, the students of mathematics will be more powerful than those of the Imperial College. At that time, everyone in the Imperial College will want to learn new learning, but they will become prominent... Now, if you don't plan ahead, you will have a splitting headache in the future. .”

Wang Zhongliang thought it made sense when he heard it, "Your Majesty is wise."

This flattery has no technical content at all, which makes Li Zhi feel uncomfortable.

"He wants to get Jia Ping'an to the Imperial College, nothing more than he wants to turn the new learning into a theory controlled by Confucianism, and he can only be attached to the back of Confucianism and become a vassal."

Once Jia Pingan entered the Imperial College, Xiao Bo could use official rules to suppress Jia Pingan and let him selectively pass on the content of the new learning to the various schools of the Imperial College.

This new learning is a vassal of Confucianism.

"But I hope to see disputes, to see clear distinctions."

The emperor divides and conquers, one pulls one fight, this is the emperor's mind.

Let Confucianism be unified, why?

Later in the palace, he asked about Wu Mei's body, and then mentioned this matter rarely.

"Your Majesty, Jia Ping'an is still young, and those people are old and cunning. If His Majesty ignores him, he will be torn apart by those people in an instant."

Li Zhi looked at her, saw her worried look, couldn't help laughing and said: "That's true, so I punished him to solve the blockage of the Qingming Canal, just asking him to pay... so those people can be regarded as relieved."

Wu Mei smiled and said: "Your Majesty is wise. It's just that those people are very temperamental, and they have to embarrass Your Majesty in retrospect. The concubine thought of when he was at home."

Her eyes showed memories, "At that time, there were several dogs in my concubine's house. At first, the family thought it was interesting, so they pampered them a little bit. Later, those dogs got bigger and bigger, jumping around and biting all day long, tearing up the decorations in the house. dilapidated..."

Li Zhi laughed as soon as he heard it, he found this kind of folk thing quite interesting, "What happened afterwards? Killed?"

Wu Mei raised her head, "Later, the concubine took a stick and beat up the dog that made the most noise."

"Good method! Kill chickens to scare monkeys." Li Zhibu nodded in approval.

"The dog bit again the next day."

Li Zhi smiled stiffly.

Can't you make me wise?

"The concubine still beat me, but it became more serious. On the third day, the dog was afraid when he saw the concubine... The concubine pointed at the decorations in the house, and the dog came and lay down in front of the concubine... So far, all the people in the house Dogs don't dare to do that anymore."

Li Zhi was thoughtful.

Isn't that what those courtiers are like?

Domineering today, arrogant tomorrow.

He hinted at no use.

It seems that we still have to be ruthless.

He glanced at Wu Mei, "You know a lot of truths, you can tell me more about it in the future."

Wu Mei panicked, "This is meddling in politics!"

Li Zhi said with a smile: "This is also meddling in politics, so Wang Zhongliang is meddling in politics every day."

"Your Majesty, the slaves dare not."

Wang Zhongliang was scared out of his wits.

Wu Mei covered her mouth and said with a smile: "If that's the case, the concubine will talk more in the future."

Li Zhi was about to go back, and before leaving, he said: "There are a lot of practical things in the new learning..."

Wu Mei just sent each other off without saying a word.

Li Zhi walked out of the hall, and said casually: "You are pregnant now, and most of you miss your relatives in your heart. When you were in Ganye Temple, you and Jia Ping'an were called siblings. In this way, he can talk."

Wu Mei whispered: "I'm afraid it's not right."

Li Zhi turned around, "You are pregnant with my child, this is my reward."

What she said was like a joke between husband and wife, Wu Mei covered her face with her sleeve in response.

As soon as the emperor left, Zhang Tianxia came over and said, "Zhaoyi, His Majesty loves you so much, you might not be able to get a glimpse of Concubine Shu's position in the future."

Wu Mei shook her head noncommittally, "You will take someone to protect me to the front later, and all suspicious ones will stay here."

"yes."

The corners of Wu Mei's mouth turned up slightly, but it was a mocking look.

What the emperor said to let Jia Pingan come to talk with her, in fact, the purpose is to let her go to the bottom and see the foundation of the new learning.

The emperor is not innocent!

Someone came to report later, "Wu Zhaoyi, Uncle Wuyang is waiting for orders."

A smile hung on the corner of Wu Mei's mouth, "Let's go."

All the way to the front, Wang Zhongliang was standing outside the meeting hall.

This is the emperor's intention of preservation: with Wang Zhongliang around, anyone who dares to gossip will be punished.

Wu Mei's eyebrows were indifferent, and she was slightly blessed.

"Slaves dare not." Wang Zhongliang turned sideways, expressing that he did not dare to accept Wu Mei's gift.

Wu Mei smiled slightly, and went up the stairs holding the hem of her skirt.

Zhang Tianxia quickly supported her, Wu Mei shook her head, "There is no need to do that."

Her body is really strong, even though she is several months pregnant, she still walks vigorously.

Inside the hall, Jia Ping'an was looking up at the top structure.

Wu Mei stood outside the door and looked at him, and she raised her hand to stop the others from making any noise.

"How long does this big tree grow? Doesn't it smell good with cement?"

Wu Mei smiled, then shook her head, Zhang Tianxia gave a dry cough.

Jia Pingan turned around and was overjoyed to see Wu Mei, then cupped his hands, "I've seen Wu Zhaoyi."

Wu Mei went in, and the two sat down to talk.

I haven't seen you for a long time, my sister looked plump again, Jia Ping took a look, and a servant nearby shouted: "Spy on the nobleman, be bold!"

Before Jia Pingan could speak, Wu Mei frowned and pointed outside: "Get lost!"

The servant was stunned, Wu Mei said flatly: "Throw it out!"

Zhang Tianxia made a move, and the servant was really thrown out.

Wu Mei kept her gaze on Jia Ping'an's body. Seeing him stunned, she smiled and said, "You've been making a fuss these days. The new learning has caused a lot of controversy. Those great Confucians are probably trying to tear you apart. You still have the heart Go ponder over the big wood."

The two had been separated for a long time, and when they met again, there was no sense of strangeness.

"You're not young anymore." Wu Mei said it was a matter of marriage, "Which lady do you like? If not, I'll send someone to ask for you."

Jia Ping'an got a headache when he heard this, "I'm still young, and I want to play for a few more years."

Wu Mei pointed at him, furious, "Everyone else is a father and you still want to play, when can't you play? There is no delay in getting a wife and playing."

After some disputes, Jia Pingan agreed to go back and think about it.

"By the way, how much knowledge does your new student have?"

Wu Mei asked very calmly.

The ears of at least two maids and a servant beside him were all pricked up.

Wang Zhongliang looked at Jia Ping'an, thinking that he would definitely answer vaguely. According to the emperor's speculation, it is best to be vague about such things, so that others can't figure out Jia Ping's details.

Jia Ping'an also answered calmly, "Sister, there are many, many."

"How much knowledge of the world is there?"

"very many."

Wang Zhongliang: "..."

Wu Mei covered her forehead.

Brother, are you trying to become a saint?

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