Great Tang Broom Star

Xiao Bo is drinking tea comfortably.

Si Ye Chen Bao made tea with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"Don't mash the ginger and garlic before adding it in, it's too pungent. If you want it whole, boil it for a quarter of an hour and then pick it up. It's so fragrant."

It's good if someone makes tea and drinks it!

Xiao Bo nodded, "The teaching assistants are getting a little angry recently, so keep an eye on them."

"Yes." Chen Bao poured himself a cup of tea and sniffed it, "Marquis Wuyang said that we should do academic retreats and sacrifice wine, what do you think?"

Old fox, is this trying to test the old man?

Xiao Bo coughed dryly, "This is it, what do you think?"

This is rebound.

Damage doubled.

Chen Bao said with a smile: "The Marquis of Wuyang said that the most important thing to do in learning is to care about the national economy and the people's livelihood, rather than trying to figure out some great way."

This counts as a statement.

Xiao Bo smiled and said, "The Dao! What do you mean by the Dao? I think the Dao means freedom. But life is not at ease, so I want to seek liberation in learning. But who has been liberated in hundreds of years? Back then, Confucianism was only Struggling, once bowed his head to flatter the emperor, and has since become a prominent scholar. But this is the way?"

In this era, Confucianism has not yet formed the almost religious atmosphere of later generations, so it is possible to exchange opinions frankly.

Chen Bao shook his head, "Those great Confucian scholars are obsessed with their own knowledge, so they think this is the way. If they don't think about these things, what else can they think about?"

"Hey!" Xiao Bo suddenly realized, "Your words have reminded the old man that this is the only knowledge in the world. If you don't think about it...what else can you think about?" He sighed: "But without Confucianism, how can we govern the country? ? What can be used to regulate the morality of words and deeds of the world? It is indispensable!"

Someone outside reported, "Jijiu, Siye, the Marquis of Wuyang is here."

"please come in."

Xiao Bo nodded.

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside, "Xiao Jijiu, Chen Siye, Jia has something to do with math today, you are busy, let's go!"

Xiao Bo smiled, "What is this for?"

"Marquis Wuyang brought a cart in."

"This is a book delivery, right?

Don't worry. "

Xiao Bo and Chen Bao continued to drink tea and chat nonsense, talking about the changes in Confucianism over the years.

"Sacrificial wine."

"what happened again?"

A teaching assistant came outside, blushing frighteningly, "Jia Pingan has published a new book, what is it called Gewu?"

wipe!

Both Xiao Bo and Chen Baomao stood up.

The so-called learning, according to the standards of Confucianism, can take at least a hundred years to be updated.

It's only been a few years since Jia Ping'an, and something happened again.

This is going to explode!

"Go and have a look."

The two went to mathematics and found Jia Ping'an.

"...Now there are two types of learning in Tang Dynasty, one is metaphysical, focusing on some illusory things, just like Buddhism and Taoism..."

Xiao Bo and Chen Bao looked at each other, "Are you going to attack Confucianism?"

Chen Bao was puzzled, "Didn't he say he wanted to stay away?"

Jia Ping'an had previously said that Xinxue was just playing casually, and did not dare to compete with the big guys.

But what happened today?

A teaching assistant came over and said in a low voice, "Jijiu, Wuyanghou's house...was set on fire."

Fuck!

Who did this?

Xiao Bo looked at Chen Bao.

Chen Bao shook his head, "Does Marquis Wuyang suspect that someone from the Imperial College did it?"

"...Metaphysical knowledge should be pondered by someone, but not everyone can ponder it. So what is another kind of knowledge? It is to bow your head and ponder the truth of everything in this world. For example, craftsmen, they ponder how to make horizontal knives sharper, how to make the plowing faster and better..."

MMP!

How dare you set fire to my house!

At this moment, Jia Ping'an had put aside his fear of the great Confucianists and fired directly.

"Those who bow their heads are humble, and those who raise their heads are arrogant, but who is more helpful to Datang?"

This is about to open!

Xiao Bo wanted to rush in, but was hugged by Chen Bao.

"What are you doing, let go!"

Chen Bao pointed behind him.

Xiao Bo turned around and saw more than ten teaching assistants with embarrassing faces.

Things... have exploded.

"During the former Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen said: I started Buddhism, so Buddhism prospered, and Confucianism declined... At that time, the great Confucianists wanted to enter the temple, and some even forged classics, relying on welcoming the emperor to obtain high officials and generous salaries..."

"Emperor Wen also said: To practice benevolence and honor righteousness, the famous teaching is the first, and the vulgarity is strong, so it should be praised."

Jia Pingan felt that Yang Jian was a scumbag, and said: Buddhism is good, it is so good! On the other hand, he said: Confucianism is also good. It can teach people in the world to know morality and etiquette, and regulate the words and deeds of people in the world.

"By the time of Emperor Yangdi, Buddhism was still flourishing, but Confucianism hadn't improved."

In fact, after the Han Dynasty, Confucianism continued to decline.

The Sui Dynasty praised Buddhism, so Buddhism flourished.

This looks fine.

But the biggest problem is this.

"Governing a country requires knowledge. In the former Han Dynasty, there was Huang Lao's learning, and later Emperor Wu promoted Confucianism..."

"Confucianism is fine, but why suppress hundreds of schools?"

Lao Tzu is the spokesperson of Baijia, and he came to kick the hall today.

Jia Pingan was furious, "Because they have a guilty conscience!"

"presumptuous!"

An old man came in and pointed at Jia Ping'an with a halberd, "My son is not ashamed of his big words. If there is no Confucianism, what theory should the Tang Dynasty use to govern?"

This is the nature of this era.

In fact, it is also the same urine in later generations. Governing a country must have a theoretical basis, otherwise it will be messed up.

But I can't stand Master Jia coming from later generations!

He said word by word: "In the past thousand years, how many sages and emperors have left behind their experience in governing the country? Why can't they be integrated?"

"Could Confucianism be able to govern a country from the very beginning?"

Fix a yarn!

It was the result of actively bowing their heads to cater to the emperor.

The old man was angry, "You are blaspheming the sages. For hundreds of years, the sages have continuously integrated Confucianism with how to govern a country. Do you think you are just preaching on those dead principles?"

Jia Pingan sneered, "Why is Datang prosperous?"

Don't tell me what Confucianism is.

"The Tang Dynasty prospered because of the armor. Today, the Tang Dynasty is still prosperous because of the armor. Why is the armor sharp? Because of the craftsmen!"

Datang's armor... How should I put it, Jia Pingan feels like a big hooligan attacking a desert oil-producing country in later generations, all kinds of high-end weapons... This is an asymmetric attack.

This is the case with the Tang army, which is far ahead in terms of weapons.

"Is it because of Confucianism?"

If you dare to say it, I dare to spray you in the face!

"Fighting is fighting, governance is governance..."

That was a good statement, and the teaching assistants outside stroked their beards and smiled.

"It's hard for Jia Pingan to answer."

Jia Pingan smiled, "Governance...Jia asked, what is governance? What is Datang's evaluation of magistrates? The number of household registrations, the number of reclamation projects, and the addition of water conservancy projects recently...How to increase the number of household registrations?"

He looked at the students, "The only way for the people to have more children is to feed and clothe the children, but how can we feed and clothe the children? It depends on the workers and peasants!"

Why are future generations afraid to have children?

It's just that I can't afford it.

The same is true in ancient and modern times. In this era, if people want to dare to have children, they must first increase their income.

"May Confucianism increase the income of the fields?"

"Maybe Confucianism will make the soldiers' swords and guns sharper, and open up the territory for the Tang Dynasty?"

Jia Ping'an came to make trouble today, "Jia has no opinion on Confucianism, and admires it very much. If Confucianism can cover everything, then Jia has nothing to say. Can you be a mother?"

He looked around at everyone, and the news of the fire in his home stimulated him to go crazy, "Can it? No! If it can't, why should Confucianism suppress other theories? Your mother's Confucianism is worth studying, and other studies are stinky shit. What kind of craftsman?" , What agronomy is learned by inferior people, how big is your face?"

"The eye of the needle is big!"

Jia Pingan roared: "What are you worried about? If Confucianism itself is strong, why are you afraid of other learning? Jia knows your virtues, so he is careful. Only one student who has truly inherited the new learning, and you are the only one. Afraid? Te Niang wants to set fire to Jia’s house, damn it!”

He gestured with a middle finger, "Bring the book in."

Stacks of books were brought in.

"This is the investigation of things, and everything in the world can be evaluated."

A book was distributed.

Outside the door, Xiao Bo grabbed a book, opened it and took a look.

"The first thing to do is arithmetic..."

"Everything is invisible to the naked eye, and there are subtleties beneath it."

"crazy!"

Xiao Bo thinks that this is knowledge that only a lunatic can come up with.

"It is tolerable, what is unbearable!"

A teaching assistant rushed in.

Boom!

down one.

If it doesn't make sense, just do it. Who are you afraid of?

Jia Pingan pressed the handle of the knife maliciously, and the two teaching assistants who were about to team up to beat him hesitated for a moment.

...

"Gewu?"

Li Zhi got the book.

"Your Majesty, the Guozijian was very passionate, and Jia Pingan fought with several people."

"Who's winning?"

Li Zhi was very calm.

"Jia Pingan won."

"It's not what I expected. If he loses, he's useless. If the so-called strong player can't win even a few assistants, what else can I expect him to do?"

Li Zhi rubbed his forehead, feeling that the dizziness was completely eliminated, and he felt like a newborn.

Wu Mei felt that the little brother was too impulsive, "Your Majesty, Ping'an's home was almost ignited."

"I know." After Li Zhi became ill, his whole mood changed. "He suspected that those people from the Imperial College were the ones who did it, so he took revenge. What kind of investigation..."

He flipped through it and said, "I only take that sentence. To learn, you must not only raise your head, but also lower your head. It is very pleasant to look up and be condescending, but what good is it for the country? Some people say that since I became the throne, I have been less than Confucianism, and I have paid more attention to civil servants. But look at what Kong Yingda and the others can do?"

Wu Mei smiled and said: "Those are famous Confucian scholars!"

At the time of the first emperor, Kong Yingda was ordered to compile Confucian classics, and he was regarded as an important figure in the inheritance of Confucianism and was admired by the world.

"But what's the benefit of a great scholar? He's really an emperor, not a rich man. He only cares about the present." Li Zhi's eyes were filled with contempt. Up to half a point preferential treatment."

Wang Zhongliang went out to take a look, "Your Majesty, Shen Qiu is here."

Li Zhi nodded and moved his eyes a little, "I also want to know who is so courageous that he dared to set fire in daylight."

Shen Qiu came in, saluted and said: "Your Majesty, those who set fire did not go through the gate."

Li Zhi said lightly: "Interesting, this matter does not seem to be simple."

To climb over the wall in broad daylight requires physical fitness.

Shen Qiu asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to continue to investigate?"

Li Zhi shook his head, "Jia Ping'an will investigate by himself, I just want to see who will jump out."

...

"They didn't go through the door."

Xu Xiaoyu squatted by the wall and looked carefully.

Wang Lao Er said with a cold face, "Isn't that broken?"

"Second brother, don't worry."

Xu Xiaoyu raised his head and looked forward, "If you climb over the wall and come in, you have to avoid those villagers. There is an alley on the left. If they disperse in, they won't attract the attention of the residents..."

He walked slowly along the alley on the left.

Out of the alley, there is an intersection ahead.

"It's too far from the wall on the right, with fields in the middle, and they won't go."

"The families on the left all have dogs, and strangers won't leave."

Xu Xiaoyu continued to move forward.

When he reached the wall, he squatted down, looking from bottom to top, and finally stopped on a piece of moss. He reached out and touched the moss, "Second brother, look, this piece of moss has been stepped on, very hard..."

"Are they climbing over the wall with bare hands? Can't they?"

Wang Laoer felt that those arsonists didn't have the ability.

Xu Xiaoyu went a little to the left, glanced at the position of the moss, found a parallel point, and then stretched out his hand to hold it, as if holding a rope in his hand.

He stepped back a few steps, stepped on the parallel part of the moss, and then went up...

He landed on the ground, gestured with his hands for the few traces he had stepped on, and stretched flatly to the side...

"Look, there are footprints here, and there are footprints here."

Xu Xiaoyu stepped back, took a run-up, and took a few steps up the fence.

He leaned over the fence and looked around.

"They are at least three people, and the torch must only be packed in a package."

Xu Xiaoyu turned over.

Wang Lao Er was stunned, "This kid, this...is a headache."

Xu Xiaoyu walked to the left.

Less than thirty steps forward, an old man sat there with his head up and his eyes closed, letting the sun shine on him.

"Old man."

"What is it?"

The old man's voice was calm, "Xu Xiaoyu?"

"hey-hey!"

Xu Xiaoyu squatted next to the old man, "Just before noon yesterday, did you see three... probably three men, they carried some long burdens on their backs, and the burdens must be quite large. A short stick..."

The old man sighed and moved his body, "The wine you gave me last time was really delicious."

Xu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, "I'll get you a jar later."

"He's a kind boy." The old man pointed to the left, "There were only three big men, all carrying burdens on their backs, walking in silence, and one of them..."

He rubbed his forehead, looking old and forgetful.

Xu Xiaoyu was not angry either, "Add another sausage."

"Okay." The old man said slyly: "You said this yourself. There is a big man with high and low eyebrows."

"Thank you very much."

Xu Xiaoyu asked all the way.

Those street soldiers like to brag outside the door when they have nothing to do, look at passers-by, and when they ask whether their eyebrows are raised or lowered, some people laugh, "That man glanced at me, his eyebrows raised and lowered, I am so happy!"

"Where did they go?"

Half an hour later, Xu Xiaoyu appeared in Qinrenfang.

...

"Where's the little fish?"

Jia Pingan went home.

Sprayed heartily in the Guozijian today, and even beat up a few old-fashioned people, it was extremely enjoyable.

But it was getting dark, but Xu Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen.

"Before he found the traces of those thieves, he said he went out to track them down, but he never came back."

Wang Laoer felt ashamed that he was worthless as a master.

Jia Ping'an said with a cold face, "Where can he go to play drums on Sixth Street later?"

He suddenly got up, "Tell the two ladies that I have something to go out."

He took Wang Laoer out of Daodefang, and played drums as soon as he came out.

"come on in."

There is shouting at the Fangmen.

Jia Pingan gritted his teeth and said, "Go and see."

He gave up and went back, and wandered the streets and alleys with Wang Laoer.

Wandering all the way until dark.

"go back."

Jia Ping turned around on his horse.

...

In a house in Qinrenfang, Li Xu was drinking.

The steward said from the side, "They all went to the Zhuangzi outside the city, so Jia Ping'an couldn't find evidence. Besides, our family is a clan, so what if he found evidence? Don't worry, sir."

Li Xu raised his head, his eyes were cold: "That day outside the city in front of a thousand clansmen, Jia Ping'an was so vicious, his words ruined my future. I don't have a good life, and I want to make it difficult for him. It's a pity that I didn't Burn it up...if it can burn his wife and children to death..."

He raised his glass and drank it down, with regret in his eyes, "Slow down, wait half a year before making a move."

He raised his glass and drank heavily, his eyes were dull, and he panted, "I said that I forgot my taboo after three glasses of wine. How can such a person be used? Are you not afraid of ruining your future if you ruin your future?"

The steward laughed and said, "Mr. Lang, Jia Ping'an thought it was those people from the Imperial College who set people on fire. It's ridiculous."

Li Xu said comfortably: "This is God's will, hahahaha!"

He drank too much, hiccupped, "Sing and dance!"

The singers raised in several mansions came and started singing and dancing.

The weather is getting warmer, but still a bit cold in the morning and evening.

Several singers wore tulle, their bodies looming.

"Come!"

Li Xu waved his hand, and immediately the whole room was full of spring.

Later he went back to the bedroom.

"belch!"

Hiccupping, he stumbled towards the bed, "Jia Ping'an, hahahaha! Yeye lit the fire, what can you do?"

He pulled up the curtain, and on the bed, a young man was sitting cross-legged, with a dagger in his hand.

In an instant, Li Xu covered his mouth, "It's easy to ask for money."

The young man nodded, "Did you light the Jia family's fire?"

Li Xu let go and was about to scream.

The knife flashed.

...

Jia Pingan walked slowly all the way.

There was the sound of horseshoes catching up.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

The general of the Jinwu Guard came after him, and asked with a sullen face, "Where were you before?"

Jia Pingan frowned, "I was in front of the imperial city earlier, and I wanted to go to Baiqi, but I thought it would be better to do that tomorrow."

The general turned around, and someone whispered.

"In that case, please return Marquis Wuyang as soon as possible."

If you say that, I don't want to leave yet... Jia Ping'an asked, "What happened?"

The general said: "A clan in Qinrenfang was killed."

"Who did this?"

It's so beautifully done.

After attending the so-called clan gathering last time, Jia Pingan felt that it was not a bad thing for those people to die more.

The schadenfreude on his face was so obvious that the general felt relieved.

It was no secret that Jia Pingan pissed off several clans for the prince at the clan gathering last time.

"Marquis Wuyang is a mild-mannered person. Some people said that Marquis Wuyang is quite suspicious. This statement is absurd."

Who said that?

My suspicion is big?

"This is framing, shameful slander! If Jia wanted to kill him, why would he come out for a stroll at night? My mother wouldn't hide at home? Who said that? Either stupid or bad!"

Jia Ping'an's voice echoed on Suzaku Street, and a black figure lay silently on the nearby wall.

"go home!"

Jia Pingan was really angry.

After arriving home, Du He muttered to Xu Xiaoyu that a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and he will definitely smoke Yunyun when he comes back.

Xu Xiaoyu was young, and his family was quite tolerant of him.

"Those people actually said that I killed Li Xu, who wants to kill me?"

The general hesitated to speak a few times before, but in the end he didn't say the man's name, which made Jia Ping'an very angry.

"It makes my stomach hurt."

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Wang Er Er scolded: "It must be Xiaoyu, this time I have to deal with him severely."

The door opened, and it was indeed Xu Xiaoyu outside.

Wang Laoer's nose twitched, and his complexion changed drastically, "Are you going to kill someone? Hurry up and get home!"

Could it be... Jia Pingan felt that something was broken in his mind.

"Who did you kill?"

Du He gritted his teeth and was about to smoke someone, but Wang Laoer poked his head out to look around, closed the door, and was about to smoke someone.

Xu Xiaoyu's eyes were bright, "Mr. Lang, it was Li Xu who set people on fire. I killed him with a single knife."

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