Great Tang Broom Star

In mathematics, a group of students are arguing under the tree, and from time to time they can hear some laws or terms unique to new learning.

Han Wei and several teaching assistants sat under the tree on the other side. There was tea on the table, and each had a cup.

"The breeze is blowing, so refreshing!"

Han Wei took a sip of tea and said comfortably, "At the beginning, Duke Jia insisted on planting trees in mathematics, but now look... the trees are full of shade."

When the emperor paid money and people to expand Mathematics, Jia Pingan put forward the requirement that the school should have scenery everywhere.

Transplantable trees are not cheap! You have to dig, carry and so on from all over the place.

However, Jia Ping'an forcibly promoted this matter, and even took teachers and students to dig trees outside the city and transplant them.

How tired I was at the beginning, how comfortable I am now looking at the mathematics of the scenery everywhere.

Zhang Meng likes to study in those scenes... Sitting under a tree, he can hear the sound of the wind blowing the branches and leaves in his ears, and the sound of his classmates reading the text softly not far away...

all is well.

In Zhang Meng's eyes, this kind of arithmetic is the most simple place in the world. He doesn't need to think about interpersonal relationships, he just needs to read with a smile.

But now he is no longer a student. He came to Mathematics today, and he was also invited to talk about his experience in the Ministry of Industry to the students.

He wandered around, then went to the classroom.

Han Wei is waiting for him.

"Huang Shilang is full of praise for you. Last time I came to Sui Xue alone, and asked Sui Xue to keep more studious students for the Ministry of Industry. Then there was a conflict with the Ministry of Households. Now the two sides are not giving in to each other, and they often fight for people. Go to His Majesty... But His Majesty can't mediate the conflict between them, so that the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry all put pressure on Mathematics, it's miserable!"

What Han Wei said was very difficult, but looking at his smug smile, Zhang Meng knew that this gentleman was very proud of it.

The mathematics students came out to rob everywhere, and the students of the Imperial College...

"How is the Imperial College?"

Han Wei's face was strange, with a hint of contempt, "The students of the Imperial College are still going step by step. Some go to the imperial examination, and most of them are still waiting for the officials to be selected."

He asked with great interest: "You are now following Huang Shilang in the Ministry of Industry,

What do you think is the difference between Confucianism and New Learning? "

Zhang Meng had studied Confucianism before, he pondered...

"There are many things in the Ministry of Industry, and construction is only one of them. For example, if you are in charge of a construction, you not only have to think about how to do it better, but also how to do it well with the least cost... Confucianism is in such things. It is useless, the greatest use is to ponder people."

"Thinking about people... That's a lot of mind." Han Wei smiled, "To be an official...the so-called "drilling" is to think about colleagues and superior officials. So new learning is about doing things, while Confucianism is about being a person..."

"They will lose!"

Zhang Meng is full of confidence.

Immediately entered the classroom.

The students all fell silent, looking at this legendary senior.

Zhang Meng smiled slightly and said: "I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I have no expertise in the way of learning. The purpose of asking me to come to Xueli is not to teach you knowledge, but experience. "

Han Wei nodded slightly outside.

The knowledge is naturally taught by the gentlemen. What Zhang Meng has to do is to pass on the insights he has gained after stepping out of mathematics to the students.

"Mr. is here."

Han Wei turned around and saw Jia Pingan approaching surrounded by several teaching assistants, hey! Who's that over there?

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Here comes the sacrificial wine for arithmetic.

Han Wei and others stepped forward to salute, and Li Hong in casual clothes said, "I'm just here today, so there's no need to salute."

Jia Pingan pointed to the classroom, "I have been waiting for this class for a long time...Prince, in addition to teaching knowledge in the school, it is also teaching students how to apply their existing knowledge to make a living, but it is more of a formality. The students feel that it is preaching. The meaning is too strong, so I let the students who have become officials come to teach them."

Li Hong nodded, and everyone stood by and listened.

"... Applying what you have learned is what the teacher has always advocated. When I was in school, I could often hear my classmates say that this class is boring, just memorize it by rote, there is no need to understand it, just study it... I also followed They had an idea, but after entering the Ministry of Industry,

I realized how wrong I was. "

Rote memorization is the most criticized thing. It seems to be learned, but the rote memorization content will gradually dissipate, but it just consumes countless hours of teachers and students.

"After entering the Ministry of Industry, Huang Shilang asked me to follow them to build...starting from the most basic things. At that time, we needed to build an earthen platform. We all learned volume calculations, but at that time I just memorized the formulas. After memorizing it, doing the questions is also perfunctory..."

Zhang Meng smiled wryly and said, "I was dumbfounded at the time...how was this calculated? I seemed to remember, and seemed to forget...a group of people were waiting for me to show off my skills, but I was dumbfounded."

"That time I went back and found the textbook, found the formula, and got familiar with it, and then I calculated the volume... After that, there was a standard for transporting earth and rocks... How much can be pulled by a truck, and how many trucks are needed, such a calculation, The entire manpower and material resources can be properly arranged... This is the overall planning that Mr. said."

Zhang Meng saw Jia Pingan outside the door and cupped his hands gratefully.

"This kid!"

Jia Pingan smiled and motioned him to continue.

"Sir, it is very hard to compile textbooks. Since the knowledge that appears in the textbooks will not be in vain, so what I want to tell you in today's lesson is... every knowledge point must be studied, not memorized by rote. ..."

The students were thoughtful, and one student asked, "Senior, what do you mean by coordinating?"

"You can't learn this knowledge until next year."

Zhang Meng said with a smile: "Coordination is a great knowledge. After reading the textbook, Xu Xiang said that coordinating is the study of prime ministers... I remember one thing, someone secretly gave the textbook of coordinating to other people to copy , is regarded as a treasure..."

Jia Ping'an has an impression of this. At the beginning, Lao Xu praised the knowledge of coordinating as the study of the prime minister, which immediately attracted many outsiders to move... It is said that the gentry internally scoffed, but some people were trying to find new textbooks.

Han Wei said contemptuously: "Those lowly dog ​​slaves talk about the supremacy of Confucianism, but they secretly come to find new students to get textbooks, threaten and lure them, and do everything...it is shameless."

He was a little puzzled, "Why don't you care about this, sir?"

Li Hong froze for a moment, "Is it true that uncle doesn't care?"

"I don't care." Jia Pingan said: "Knowledge is for people to learn. Except for foreign vassals, any person in the Tang Dynasty can learn it. Since they want to steal a teacher to learn art, why is it difficult for me to be beautiful?"

Uncle has a broad mind... In comparison, those gentry are like piles of rotten flesh, squirming their bloated bodies, opening their mouths wide, wishing they could swallow everything in the world in one gulp.

Li Hong's impression of the gentry declined again.

"However, the knowledge of overall planning is based on many subjects, such as arithmetic. If you are not good at arithmetic, you will not be able to learn overall planning... That's why Mr. Wang said that arithmetic is the foundation of all subjects."

The students inside looked as excited as if they had been pumped.

"It looks good."

Jia Ping'an was very relieved, and then took Li Hong to look elsewhere.

Cheng Zheng was listening to the class drowsily, and so was Xu Yanbo on the other side.

The two dudes didn't notice the prince and Jia Pingan appeared outside.

"That is……"

Li Hong felt that Cheng Zheng's dozing posture was more professional. With one hand resting on his chin, he seemed to be concentrating on listening to the lecture, but his eyes were blurred and motionless... No matter how concentrated you are, you still have to look down at the textbook, right?

"The boy of Duke Lu's family, Cheng Zheng, the son of Princess Qinghe."

So in terms of seniority, Cheng Zheng and Li Hong are of the same generation.

"Who is that?"

Xu Yanbo put his books upright, and he lay down on the table to sleep.

These tactics seem to be brilliant, but they cannot escape the eyes of the master.

Boom!

The book was picked up, and the ruler was slapped heavily on the table.

"who?"

Xu Yanbo raised his head abruptly, and said in a panic, "Who is the mother?"

The husband looked at him coldly, "Did you sleep well?"

"good."

Xu Yanbo was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and yawned, "Last night, I studied hard until midnight, so I didn't sleep much."

"You don't even believe the dogs in the cafeteria!"

The husband has never been stingy and mean to such dudes, "Get up and listen to the class."

What a shame!

Cheng Zheng smiled gloatingly at the side, and was spotted by his husband, who pointed at him, "You too."

Cheng Zheng smiled stiffly and stood up slowly.

Li Hong shook his head slightly, feeling that such playboys are too good to be reused.

The two went out quietly.

"Uncle, why can't the descendants of those old men be reused? Why can't the descendants of those prime ministers be reused?"

This question is somewhat complicated.

Jia Pingan didn't want to fool him, so he thought about it, "This question is a good question, I think it should be viewed from two sides. First, the old men and the prime ministers have too many official duties, and they have no time to teach their children and grandchildren, so that the children and grandchildren are useless. Second... …The son of the prime minister will be the prime minister again, and the son of the commander-in-chief will be the commander-in-chief again... This is very dangerous.”

Li Hong was startled, thinking of his father's teaching.

——A courtier can be reused, but proportion is very important.

"Let's give an example. For example, Cao Cao was a powerful minister back then, but if after he left, the successor was an outsider, what would happen to the Cao family? Can there be a successor Cao Wei?"

Li Hong understood, "Don't let the minister's tail get too big."

"right!"

This method has been used in ancient and modern China and abroad.

If you want to say that talented people should be used, these words are full of idealism... everything in the world must pay attention to balance, if the balance is lost, and the national movement is in turmoil, it is a cocoon!

"Look at Duke Ying, he is a famous general of the Tang Dynasty and even the prime minister, so Li Jingye can't stand out..."

This is inevitable, otherwise something unbearable will happen sooner or later.

"I understand."

Li Hong thought of the descendants of those handsome men...whether it was Yu Chigong or Cheng Zhijie, or whoever they were, most of the descendants were mediocre. At the time, he wondered if it was just a coincidence.

Now it seems that this is not a coincidence, but necessity.

Cheng Zheng was taken up for a class, and then he and Xu Yanbo slipped out after class.

"What did you do last night?"

Xu Yanbo struggled and said: "Last night, Ah Weng had diarrhea, and I was guarding outside..."

"Then why didn't you say it before?" Cheng Zheng felt that this guy was a little stupid.

"What's the deal with private matters?" After all, Xu Yanbo is an adult, and many things are not so simple to think about.

He glanced at Cheng Zheng, "If you say it, there will be rumors outside that Ah Weng's health is not right, and then someone will suggest that Ah Weng go home to recuperate."

The important minister's physical condition is a mystery, neither he nor his family will tell.

Cheng Zheng obviously hit the stick.

...

Cheng Zhijie has been taking care of things more and more recently. He just goes to work every day, and then watches the generals and officials under his command work like a supervisor.

After returning home, the children and grandchildren came to greet him, Cheng Zhijie counted the number of people, "Where is Zheng'er?"

Cheng Chuliang said, "Aye, Zheng'er is probably still on his way back."

Cheng Zhi nodded, "I have forgotten that Zheng'er is studying." He looked at his children and grandchildren, "Speaking of studying, how are you doing with your studies recently?"

The grandchildren reported one by one, and most of them said that there was no problem with their studies.

"The old man is getting old."

Cheng Zhijie looked at his children and grandchildren, and while he was satisfied, he was also planning for the future.

"How long you have an official position, what happens in the future is everyone's fate, I can't control it, and I don't have the ability to manage it... Taboo!"

The sons and grandchildren of the bosses are what they are, so don't interfere, let alone try to help them get promoted.

"You can only wait for this generation, and it is also a joint relationship with the father."

The future of Cheng Chuliang and others can't be changed, that is, to give you honor and a good life, but don't even think about high-ranking officials and real power.

"After the old man is gone, the grandson's generation will be able to succeed." Cheng Zhijie said rather sighingly: "But the old man hopes that the grandson's generation will produce more civil servants..."

Cheng Chumo was surprised, "Ah Weng, our family is a general!"

"General?" Cheng Zhijie asked, "Maybe you charge forward to kill the enemy?"

Cheng Chu nodded silently, "Yes."

"What a fart!"

Cheng Zhijie scolded frothfully: "You dare to speak big... Back then, the old man was able to kill the enemy because he had honed his ability through countless life and death. You seem to be good at practicing horse lance every day. I really want to do it!" , one stick can knock you over!"

Cheng Chumo...

Aye, your bragging is too fresh and refined.

"Get a horse."

Cheng Zhijie got up: "What I'm most worried about is that my descendants will be too complacent. I don't know how much I have, but I dare to take over such a high position. That's not a good thing, but a disaster. Today, the old man will make you suffer."

The Cheng family has no shortage of horses.

Later, the father and son stood opposite each other holding a horse lance.

Cheng Chumo was worried about his old father, so he persuaded him: "Aye, why not...let's use a wooden stick."

Cheng Zhijie held the horse lance, frowned and said, "You think you can hurt this old man with your little ability? Just come."

The two were silent, Cheng Chumo suddenly moved.

Ma Yang flickered a few times.

Boom!

Cheng Chumo's horse lance flew out, and Cheng Zhijie's horse lance gave him a virtual nod on his chest, and then backed away.

Cheng Chumo's face turned red, "Aye, I didn't pay attention just now."

"Today, the old man will let you wait until you are convinced, and then come again!"

This time Cheng Chu silently tried his best.

Boom!

Boom!

Cheng Chumo looked at Ma Qian, who was parked in front of his chest, and said dumbly, "I'm not an opponent."

Cheng Zhijie looked at his children and grandchildren, "Who is still not convinced? Come out!"

A grandson came out and was praised by Cheng Zhijie in a heroic way, but he blocked his horse lance as soon as they fought, and knocked him down with a horse lance.

"This old man can kill even before he dies!"

Cheng Zhijie threw Ma Qian to the servant, and said in a deep voice, "This old man's fame depends on mountains of corpses and seas of blood. But such things will never happen again, so...be a civil servant."

"Meet Aon."

Cheng Zheng is back.

Cheng Zhijie smiled kindly, "It's just in time for Zheng'er to come back. The old man just said that the Cheng family will be civil servants from now on. What does Zheng'er think?"

Cheng Zheng didn't expect that there would be such a big problem waiting for him.

"Ah Weng, civil servants and military generals don't matter. The important thing is that the Cheng family can't get mixed up with those families... Otherwise, even if they become civil servants, they won't be reused."

"Huh!"

Amidst the surprise, Cheng Chuliang asked, "Who told you this?"

Cheng Zhijie's eyes flickered, "Say!"

Cheng Zheng was taken aback, he didn't expect his father and grandparents to react so strongly, he said in surprise: "There is such knowledge in school..."

Cheng Chuliang's eyelids twitched wildly, "Also teach these things in arithmetic?"

These are untold secrets within the powerful family... how the descendants will plan for the future, and the future direction of the family, these are all untold secrets. Any family that can survive for a long time has this set of secret methods.

Such methods can be called supreme, and are valued more than Confucianism. But Cheng Zheng said the core as soon as he opened his mouth, so how could they not be shocked.

Cheng Zheng was very puzzled and said: "This... is called society in the school. Mr. has analyzed the Tang Dynasty, the family, and the people's family... so that you can know the social structure, and only after knowing the social structure can you explore the Tang Dynasty. Changes, knowing the future direction of Datang..."

Cheng Chuliang was dumbfounded.

The same is true for Cheng Zhijie.

He originally thought of sending his grandson to math school, but it was a way. If it worked out, the Cheng family would have another way and a branch.

But I didn't expect that the new learning would bring such a huge change to Cheng Zheng...

Xiao Jia's knowledge is really unfathomable!

Cheng Zheng was still talking eloquently, "If you don't know these structures, how can you be an official... Now when the students in the school mention the structure of Datang, they all say that there is a pool of stagnant water... aristocratic families, powerful relatives, local tyrants... It’s going down layer by layer, but the people are blocked below..."

"What is the use of the people coming up?"

Some brothers said dissatisfied.

"You are studying Confucianism, so naturally you don't know these principles."

Cheng Zheng retorted, "Sir, he taught us a lesson when he came to the school last time. He said... that flowing water never rots. Most of the aristocratic families and the rich and powerful have multiple families, and they care less about the country. Such people control the upper echelons of the Tang Dynasty. This is seeking skin from a tiger, and sooner or later something big will happen."

"shut up!"

Cheng Chuliang's face was livid.

"go on!"

Cheng Zhijie said calmly, "What are you afraid of? Xiao Jia can talk about the theory, why can't Zheng'er talk about it at home?"

Cheng Chuliang smiled bitterly and said, "Aye, those people overheard those words...it's bound to cause trouble."

Cheng Zhijie suddenly scolded: "Those lowly dog ​​slaves can't say it? They point fingers at the world, but they don't allow others to talk about them. Do they really think they are emperors, or do they think they are gods? Bah! Zheng'er continues!"