Great Tang Broom Star

All the partners of the Jia family ran away.

Just run away, but those people are really bad, and even threatened others not to do business with Jia's family.

No one is buying goods, the doors of teahouses and wineries are open, and the carts that used to flock in an endless stream are gone.

People are panicking!

Jia Shi is generous, working in Jia Shi's workshop, the salary can be called the best in Chang'an. Not to mention money and food, many people flock to two meals a day.

But in the past two days, no one has thought of eating.

Sun Zhong is still guarding the gate of the tea house, and he is still very old.

The weather is hot and the oven is no longer needed.

He sat just outside the door, looking around calmly.

That night, three thieves came to the tea house, and they got in and were killed. The thieves who held the wind died outside the wall.

Sun Zhong didn't say anything, and some people said that the people around Lang Jun killed the thief.

"A lot of people are coming."

Someone brought a message, and everyone rushed out.

"Go back!"

The steward shouted loudly, but it was useless.

"The merchants are here."

Rejoice!

The crowd swarmed over.

"Are they going to get the goods again?"

"It must be!"

Dozens of businessmen gathered outside the gate of Jia's house with humble expressions.

The door opened.

Jia Pingan walked out slowly.

Everyone bowed, "I have seen Duke Jia."

"What is it?"

Jia Ping'an looked indifferent.

A businessman looks up,

"I'm willing... No, someone bewitched me so that I cut off the business with Jia's family in a daze. Now I've come to my senses and am willing to buy from Jia's again."

Those workers couldn't help but be ecstatic.

But Jia Ping'an's expression remained the same, and he said lightly: "The so-called overturned water is hard to recover, and it is difficult to break the mirror. When those people besieged Jia, you waited to sit in a restaurant to help the tyrant, and you wanted to wait for me to bow your head. You waited a long time!" Face!"

Jia Pingan said contemptuously: "Businessmen are the easiest to expand, I know this. Whenever you have money, you want to go further. When making money is boring, you want to control the world. They are all turned into your slaves... Greedy people, are you worthy?"

He looked at the crowd and said coldly: "Come, Mrs. Jia welcomes you. Let's go, Mrs. Jia will not stay. There is only one thing, don't come back when you leave."

"Mr. Jia!"

Jia Ping'an turned around and went in, those businessmen were as if they were mourning!

A worker was puzzled and said, "This...Your Majesty actually rejected them?"

"Is Lang Jun so angry? But earning money is important!"

Everyone panicked.

"A carriage is coming."

Someone had sharp eyes, and everyone looked at it one after another, only to see a row of carts approaching slowly, with no end in sight.

"This is……"

A group of businessmen came.

smiling.

"You wait..."

"We are Jia's distributors."

Agent, when the word comes out, everyone is confused.

"Everyone has a contract." Jia Ping'an asked Du He to check the contract, which was also a familiar process.

These businessmen happily entered the workshop, and then bags of tea and altars of wine were brought out. After checking that the goods are correct later, the Jia family's warehouse will be filled with carts of money.

The carts were constantly in transit, and the merchants outside the gate of Jia's house watched blankly.

"I said that Mr. Lang will definitely find a way."

"These people got more goods than the original group."

"Hurry up!"

The workshop was in full swing, and when lunch time came later, the workers gathered together to cook.

The help cooks stood in front of the big basin in high spirits, and the wooden basin in front of them was full of heat and aroma.

"There is braised pork today! Big chunks of braised pork."

Order a dish, the staple food is rice and cakes, unlimited, as long as you are full.

Meat, vegetables, and finally a dried vegetable egg drop soup.

Beautiful!

"This food is nowhere in Chang'an."

An elderly worker ate a piece of braised pork, and his mouth was full of oil. "Even the soldiers guarding the imperial city can't compare to our food."

"That's right! My brothers are guarding in the imperial city, and two meals a day are just that. How can we compare to us?"

"This is the gentleman with a kind heart." The older worker sighed, "Who wouldn't work hard for the wages given by Mrs. Jia? But there are two meals a day here, free to eat and drink! Every meal has meat, There is soup, how can you be good to your husband if you don't work hard?"

"Yes! Hurry up and eat it back."

Sun Zhong just squatted on the side to eat, this is a habit developed in the army.

The braised pork is fat but not greasy, it melts with a slight bite, and a bite of rice...

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, feeling that this was life.

After a hard day, the steward in the afternoon checked the time and shouted, "That's it for today, let's eat and go home."

There is still a meal after work, and everyone laughed.

Sun Zhong entered the cafeteria carrying a clay pot.

Someone has already prepared a meal and is eating it.

Someone was queuing up with clay pots.

When it was Sun Zhong's turn, he handed over the clay pot, helped the cook cook, and then went over to cook.

Since there was no separate container for the staple food, he took a few pancakes.

The cake can keep warm even if it is covered on the dish, and then it is covered with a bamboo cover, which can be carried away.

All the way to the house, Liang'er also came back.

"Aon."

Sun Zhong nodded, "How was school today?"

Sun Liang took the clay pot in his hand and sniffed, "It's braised pork! Ah Weng, I'm still literate today, and my husband has said a lot of truths."

"What's the point?"

Sun Zhong went in slowly.

"Aye!"

Several sons and daughters-in-law came out to greet them, and they all smiled when they saw the clay pot in Sun Liang's hand.

"What is today?"

A daughter-in-law came to pick up the earthen pot, opened it, picked up the cake, and said happily, "It's braised pork! It's a good dish, add some other vegetables and mix it in, it will be delicious, and you can serve it with rice."

Sun Liang was talking about what he learned today.

"Mr. said that reading is the first thing to do. New learning never forces students to set any big ambitions. Whether you are for your family or for yourself, as long as you can find the goal of studying hard. But the teacher also said that the goal is to benefit the world. , not as good as Datang's, how can Xiaojia's be as good..."

"Mr. said a lot... that in the former Sui Dynasty, everyone only cared about their own family, the emperor was like this, and so were the officials, so the former Sui Dynasty was destroyed. Once the former Sui Dynasty was destroyed, the people were displaced, and their parents and relatives became ghosts under the knife. People in troubled times are not as good as dogs..."

Sun Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and for a moment Sun Liang felt that the wrinkles on his grandfather's face deepened.

"right."

Sun Zhong expressed his position on these remarks in one word.

Sun Liang got his grandfather's approval, and said happily: "Mr. said that the Tang Dynasty is flourishing now, but if you are not careful, you will repeat the same thing... It is just like the previous Sui Dynasty. So it is right to take care of yourself, but you have to take care of this Tang Dynasty. The family members study hard and do things hard, but they should also study hard and do things hard for the Tang Dynasty. Only in this way can the Tang Dynasty prosper and the small family can prosper."

Sun Zhong nodded and walked over slowly. When his grandson brought him a stool, he sat by the wall. The setting sun slanted and slowly fell, just shining on his body.

Sun Zhong squinted his eyes, his eyes were never calm.

Sun Liang's father came over, "Aye, what this gentleman said... other places... those gentlemen say that you should be a gentleman when you study..."

Sun Zhong didn't move. Just when Sun Liang's father was about to go back, he suddenly said: "This old man has killed people all his life. There are generals, civil servants, scholars, and bandits... but there are no gentlemen."

"Aye..."

Sun Zhong opened his eyes and looked at him, "There has never been a gentleman in this world. If there is, he must be a fool."

Sun Liang's father thought it was wrong, "Aye, many people are gentlemen!"

Sun Zhong stopped looking at him, "That's because you're stupid."

Sun Liang's father went back embarrassingly, and dragged Sun Liang over.

"Your husband actually said that there is no gentleman in the world?"

Sun Liang nodded, "Mr. said that it depends on what a gentleman is. Some people have more publicity, and that is a gentleman. But it is definitely wrong to regard a gentleman as a person who has no time."

"Why?"

Sun Liang's father had never read a book, but he respected scholars very much, "Those great Confucians look like gentlemen."

Sun Liang said: "The master said that if ordinary people still need to eat and drink, they have selfishness, or they like food and drink, or they like money, or they like beauty, or they like to be flattered... No one can escape... No, fools can get away."

Sun Liang's father thought of the idiot in the workshop who was giggling all day long and didn't even know how to eat.

Later in the day, when the meal was ready, the whole family gathered for dinner, but Sun Liang was not among them.

"Liang'er, what did you eat at school today?" A woman asked.

Sun Liang was also sitting at the dining table, reading a book by the oil lamp. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "I ate Hoto for lunch, which has dried shrimp and mushrooms, and sliced ​​mutton... for dinner, I have braised fish in brown sauce and stir-fried pig liver, and vegetables and soup."

The woman praised: "The food in this school is probably better than your Majesty's."

Sun Zhong ate silently, and the wrinkles on his face became lighter when he heard his children and grandchildren talking happily.

After he finished eating, he put down his chopsticks, and everyone stopped talking.

Sun Zhong stood up according to the table, and said slowly: "Now the national fortune is prosperous, and our family is gradually prosperous. This is a prosperous age. If others treat us well, then we have to return. Your Majesty treats us well, then Be loyal. The school is good to the children, so you have to study hard... You give me a favor, and I return the favor, so this prosperous world can last forever."

He walked out slowly.

There is still a touch of white belly in the sky, and the night is gradually falling.

"This is the prosperous age!"

...

On the second day, Sun Liang got up early.

His mother came out of the kitchen with a basin, saw him washing up, and muttered, "Tell me... your school gives you three meals a day, but you are lucky, but you refuse to go to school for breakfast... It’s a good deal to chew on!”

"Ahh..." Sun Liang raised his head to rinse his mouth, bowed his head and spat out the mouthwash, and said, "Mother, the gentlemen said that the reason for providing students with three meals a day is because the sir knows that many people are from poor families, but the children But you need good food to strengthen your body... This is not to do good deeds, but to strengthen the students. Our family has a better life than many of my classmates, so I thought about eating less, which can be regarded as saving some money for school."

"The heart of the cow is weird!"

His mother went into the kitchen again.

Sun Zhong came back from the outside, his face was a little rosy.

"Aon."

Sun Liang stepped forward.

Sun Zhong hummed, "It's good to skip a meal. The family doesn't miss your breakfast. Your mother is a woman with short knowledge, so don't listen to her about important matters."

Sun Liang let out a cry, just in time to see his mother getting ready to come out, probably because he was embarrassed when he heard these words.

After breakfast, Sun Liang put on his schoolbag and left.

A lot of people gathered at the square gate.

When Fangzheng saw Sun Liang, his eyes lit up, "Is Sun Liang going to school? Can the knowledge you have learned from studying be useful?"

Sun Bright nodded, "It works."

The child looked like a proud little rooster, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Fangzheng opened the door a little bit, so that everyone can go out quickly when they hear the drumming later... This is also an unspoken rule, as long as there is no Jinwu Guard who patrols here, it will be fine.

Several large vehicles and dozens of big men came outside.

"It's craftsmen, what are they doing here?"

Fangzheng asked, "What are you waiting for?"

A man stepped forward, cupped his hands in the dark and said, "The Ministry of Industry ordered me to come to Anyi Square to build a school."

"What?"

Fangzheng was taken aback, "A small official said it last night, I thought it was a joke! Building a school? This is... isn't there an Imperial College? We can... also build a school here?"

At this moment, the right to education is almost monopolized. The highest level is the Guozijian, and the lower counties have state schools and county schools. Reading costs a lot, so anyone who can read can basically have a good family background. Go to the prefectures and counties to have a look. The most people in the school are the children of the powerful and officials.

After the right to study was monopolized, the class was solidified immediately.

The man yawned, "You don't know? The people in Chang'an City ran to the imperial city that day, why?"

A man inside the door wondered: "Didn't someone say that someone is persecuting His Majesty?"

In many cases, the herd mentality drives people to follow, and when things are over, they are still confused and don't know the purpose.

The man couldn't help laughing.

"That's why."

Fangzheng's eyes lit up, "Mr. Jia first proposed that the court subsidize money and food to build new schools in various places, so that the children of the common people can also study. His Majesty strongly agreed, and then he was impeached by those people. He said that he wanted to force His Majesty to do it. Duke Jia is dead."

"Ah! It turned out to be this matter?"

The man outside nodded, "If you made a fuss that day, this matter will be settled. Now come from Chang'an first, and each workshop will build a school, and your children will be able to study in the future."

An old man hesitated, "How much does that cost?"

The man sniffed, "I just heard what those nobles said... If you don't want money, the common people will not cherish this opportunity and regard studying as a dispensable thing, so they have to pay for it." Money, but the government subsidizes money and food, and the money paid is less.”

"That's good, that's good!"

Sun Liang was watching this scene from the sidelines, and someone asked him, "Sun Liang, we are all neighbors, is it really useful for you to talk about reading?"

Everyone is looking at him.

Sun Liang nodded vigorously, "Reading is really useful!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Then read!"

"Do you want help building the school? Let's help!"

"That's right! I also have wood at home, but if it's bad, just take it."

"As long as it can make your children and grandchildren prosperous, you will not hesitate to lose your family and property, not to mention that His Majesty is kind and has also subsidized money and food."

Sun Liang looked at these people and felt an indescribable aura.

Boom boom boom!

When the drums sounded, the soldiers opened the door and shouted, "Get in and out!"

Everyone rushed out.

The morning light swayed from the east, covering the city of Chang'an.

The roofs of thousands of households are stained with the brilliance of the morning sun, the courtyards, the land...the busy crowd.

Sun Liang turned his head while running, watching the morning sun shine on the faces of those residents, everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

It's vitality!

He turned and started trotting.

When he arrived at school, the students were still washing up, so Sun Liang quickly took out the textbooks and stood under a lantern to review.

There are many students under the lantern, some are reciting softly, some are carefully trying to figure out the knowledge points.

The men’s rooms are all together, and the room for sacrificial wine has been vacant for a long time, with a gong hanging under the eaves.

"The time has come."

A gentleman came out of the duty room with a hammer in his hand, and he beat it as soon as he raised it.

Clang, clang!

In the army, the use of gong to strike means to withdraw troops. The so-called Mingjin withdraws troops, and gold refers to gong. Because gong is a copper product, and copper was called gold in ancient times, so the term Mingjin came into being.

The crisp voice spread everywhere, and those students rushed out from everywhere, some were shouting, some were laughing.

"Very lively!"

There was a platform on the playground. Some people said it was like a general platform, but Jia Pingan kicked it.

Han Wei and the others stood on the stage, watching the students gather on the playground.

After the queue stood up, Han Wei shouted: "The drill begins."

A group of students started doing exercises.

If someone in the future comes to see this scene, they will definitely be shocked.

Isn't this radio gymnastics?

This is a warm up.

Then start running.

Groups of students began to trot around the playground.

"Those in the Imperial College are still sleeping."

A gentleman pointed to the Imperial College with a look of regret.

"What are you muttering over there... saying that we are unconventional, students, just read a good book, and practice all day long."

Han Wei said indifferently: "Confucianism also has riding and archery, but those are things that noble people can afford. Children from ordinary families have never even ridden a horse. What is riding and archery? Riding a hog to shoot arrows?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yan frowned and said: "Mr. said that Confucianism actually provides a solution. From life to work, Confucianism has solutions. However, these knowledge need to be organized into a system...but Confucians are obviously not willing to do this. In their In my eyes, Confucianism is a gift from the gods, the more illusory the better, the more it can coax people. So the reason why Confucianism is not as good as one generation after another is because of this."

"solution?"

This new statement made everyone a little puzzled.

"It's the way to solve the problem." Zhao Yan explained: "You will encounter many things in life or doing things, how to get along with people, how to judge whether something is good or bad, what things should be done, and what things should not be done... If the system is sorted out, this is the solution to the problem."

This angle is so strange that everyone can't help thinking.

Puff puff!

Puff puff!

The students ran at a steady pace, and the orderly queue shook gently, like a long dragon in the morning light.

Han Wei looked up with firm eyes.

"Look at these!"

Puff puff!

Puff puff!

The sound of footsteps shook the ground, making one's heart beat along with it.

"I'm not interested in knowing the solution to the problem. I only know that if you want to make the Tang Dynasty prosperous, Confucianism must not!"

"Yes! Confucianism can't!"

These gentlemen had all studied Confucianism before, and after comparing it with the new learning, they discovered that Confucianism was too empty.

"When batches of students leave the new school and go to various places, everyone..."

Han Wei turned around to look at his colleagues, and said excitedly: "How many years have you been shouting for Confucianism? How many years has Confucianism ruled this land. You can always see its shadow in the rise and fall of dynasties. But it won't happen in the future, Confucianism is just Confucianism, just a discipline."

"Abandon those timidity and so-called thoroughness, and use knowledge to strengthen Datang instead of so-called benevolence and morality..." Zhao Yan said softly: "This is Datang!"

"This is Datang!"

Everyone felt excited.

The students are running hard...

...

Tired, exhausted.

Ask for a monthly ticket to beat it, so that I can be more energetic!