Great Tang Broom Star

The position of Xincheng is very detached.

As the emperor's sister, the emperor loves her very much, and everything is the best.

She never expressed her opinion on anything before, there was no need for this, and there was no need to go into the muddy water.

But she spoke several times for Jia Ping'an.

Many things are difficult the first time, and then become smoother.

Xincheng's face was the fairest and tenderest among the women Jia Ping'an had ever seen, as if it would glow.

Her facial features are small, and they are alluring together. When she frowned, it made people feel distressed and wanted to smooth the frowning eyebrows. When she chuckles, you will feel that the world is so wonderful.

I will not hide!

I am stupid!

Jia Pingan took a deep look at her, "I see."

Xincheng lowered his eyes slightly, "You have to be careful, if you can't...just change to another place."

"I won't hide either."

The two fell silent immediately.

The maid felt that the atmosphere...was a bit wrong.

Jia Pingan sat with squinted eyes, thinking about why the aristocratic family took so long to start.

"I am leaving."

He knew that the only channel was Brother Cui.

Xincheng's long eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at him, "Yeah."

Jia Pingan nodded and left.

Huang Shu didn't speak until Jia Ping'an left. She leaned over and said, "Princess, I dare not speak falsely about Duke Jia, but once the family makes a move... I am worried that Duke Jia will not be able to resist. The princess can watch from the sidelines." That's it."

This is a word of avoidance.

The princess looks dignified, but in the eyes of the aristocratic family, she is nothing more than wild flowers and weeds. At that time, the first emperor wanted to marry the family, but the family refused with reservation and indifference.

——We despise the men and women of the Li family!

This pride is engraved in their bones, making them feel that they are gods.

Xincheng raised his head, his eyes were cold.

Huang Shufu said, "The servant has lost his word."

Xincheng was kneeling there, the sun was outside the door, and as time went by, the sun slowly shone in...

She got up and walked out the door.

In the sky, the sunset is brilliant.

But vaguely red.

On the branches, the birds were singing softly.

Xincheng walked under the tree and looked up at the bird.

The bird stopped preening its feathers and tilted its head to look at her under the tree...

A dead leaf fell, and Xincheng avoided it lightly.

...

Jia Pingan went to find Cui Jian.

Among the crowd in Xia Ya, Cui Jian shook his head, motioning to stop talking.

Jia Pingan looked down at his hands.

I am innocent.

That's all.

Jia Ping turned back on his horse.

He didn't expect anything at all, so what if the aristocratic family really counterattacked in an all-round way?

do it!

Come again if one game is not enough!

Until you pull down these 'gods' who regard the people and the country as pigs and dogs, and tell them: You are also mortals who eat and drink, and are more shameless vampires than ordinary people!

He rode his horse slowly, and a rider came from behind, and said in a low voice: "They have been arguing for a long time, and only recently decided to fight back."

Chest!

A warm current surged in Jia Pingan's heart, without turning back, "Thank you."

It turned out that the aristocratic family didn't want to do anything, but that they needed to coordinate with each other.

This reminded Jia Ping'an of a certain moment: Many forces in the world, if they want to decide something, they have to wait for several years, and even agreeing is still useless.

"No thanks."

There were too many people just now, the aristocratic family set a general direction to clean up the empress and Jia Pingan, Cui Jian, as Cui's son, couldn't openly stand in line with Master Jia.

He surpassed and came up, turned around and smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Jia Ping'an's hands.

The two gradually distanced themselves.

Jia Pingan was not depressed, but full of desire to fight.

I want to fight!

After returning home, Jia Pingan went to the study first.

"Aye, eat!"

The little padded jacket came to call him, came in and saw him writing, so he went to his side and tilted his head to look.

"Is it interesting?"

Jia Ping put down his brush and asked.

Doudou hummed for a while, "Aye, the wording is so ugly."

The black-faced daddy is here.

He carried her out with one hand.

"Aunt, help!"

Families with children always have more laughter, which reminds Jia Ping'an of the families of later generations...

Parents are anxious from the moment their child is born.

What cram school do you take? What is my baby's grade in school?

This anxiety even destroys the normal relationship between father and son and mother and son, turning each other into rivals.

fine!

Jia Pingan smiled.

His wife and children are very good, and he doesn't see the tense family relationship in later generations.

For Jia Pingan, if he quarrels every day, he would rather be alone.

The child is good, but the mother is not good enough.

Jia Pingan couldn't help being furious when he saw that Su Ho took one of the mutton chops that he had been pocketing.

"Auntie!"

After DouDou found out, he refused immediately.

Noisy!

Wei Wushuang and Jia Pingan looked at each other, feeling helpless.

"Boom!"

Someone took a picture of the case.

Everyone saw that it was Jia Hong.

Little Pang Dun shouted with a straight face: "I want to eat meat!"

puff!

The whole family laughed.

Wei Wushuang and Su Ho took a walk in the yard to digest food.

The eldest brother and his two younger brothers were talking nonsense, while Doudou sat on the threshold leaning against Ah Fu and muttered.

"It's time for Da Lang to go study."

Soho brings up the question that has been vexing the family lately.

The eldest is not young anymore, and Di Renjie has always been teaching at home. Di Renjie is good at Confucianism, but his new learning is half a bottle of water. Wei Wushuang has long said that Jia Ping'an should teach his children new learning, but this guy said that a father can't teach him to be cruel.

"The child is so sensible, why should he be cruel?"

When it comes to the child Wei Wushuang, he becomes energetic.

"that is."

Su Ho's sympathy is very broad, but he can't help it when it comes to children, he just wants to show off, "Doudou is so sensible, and my husband often says that she is unscrupulous."

Wei Wushuang frowned, "It's Da Lang!"

Su Ho snorted, "Da Lang... I think I should send him to math school! Could it be sent to the school in the workshop?"

Wei Wushuang shook his head, "The school in the workshop is already full, even if you go in, it's not appropriate for Da Lang to learn from the beginning with them."

"Of course it's not appropriate. If you start from scratch, with Da Lang's current talents, at least one or two years will be wasted."

Jia Yu learned a lot at home, from Confucianism to New Learning, and in the school, he crushes everything. Interesting?

It was a waste of time.

"But I mentioned it last time, my husband said there is no rush."

Wei Wushuang felt a little headache.

Su Ho said carelessly: "Wu Shuang, you have to be tough!"

"yes!"

Wei Wushuang beckoned to Sanhua, "Where's your husband?"

Sanhua said: "Lang Jun is in the study."

Wei Wushuang immediately went to the study.

The light was on in the study, and Jia Pingan was writing something, stopping to think from time to time.

"Husband!"

Jia Ping raised his head, "Why are you here?"

The old husband and wife are gone, without the usual politeness, Wei Wushuang came in and said, "I think the matter of Dalang's study can't be delayed any longer."

Jia Pingan froze for a moment.

Do you want to say no again?

Wei Wushuang moved his long legs subconsciously.

I haven't moved my feet for a long time.

When was the last time...

"I'll take him to math tomorrow."

Jia Pingan readily agreed.

Seeing that Wei Wushuang had a resentful expression on his face, he asked, "I don't feel well? Can I ask a doctor to come and see me?"

Wei Wushuang shook his head.

"Menopause?"

There is still a long way to go in age!

Looking at her long legs, Jia Pingan suddenly remembered that she had been vegetarian for several days.

"Wu Shuang!"

"What is it?"

"You come."

"..."

Jia Pingan reached out...

The daughter-in-law has a really nice waist.

But Wei Wushuang has been accumulating energy to deal with people just now.

This time it hit her point.

Boom!

As soon as the long legs come out.

Who will fight?

...

Later, Jia Pingan appeared in the yard.

Doudou was talking to Jia Dong, overjoyed, and curiously asked after seeing Jia Pingan: "Aye, why is there something stuck in your nostril?"

Jia Pingan answered vaguely, "Aye hit something."

The long legs behind him lowered their heads slightly.

Doudou clapped his hands, "Aye, I thought of an allegory you taught me."

"What?"

My daughter draws inferences from one instance, and she is so eager to learn.

Jia Ping'an was very happy.

DouDou said: "Put garlic in your nostrils, pretending to be like!"

Jia Pingan, "..."

...

"Da Lang!"

Jia Pingan called Jia Yu.

"Aye."

Jia Yu walked over with his back straight and his expression calm.

"Go to math tomorrow."

It's not that Jia Ping'an has forgotten his boss's studies, it's just that he can't get out of the contradiction between his own teaching and the school's teaching.

"good!"

Jia Pingan was also worried that the child would not want to go to school, but he did not expect to be so happy.

Wei Wushuang regained his energy immediately, "Go, go and see the schoolbags that Auntie sewed for you, there are more than ten of them!"

Jia Yu turned around and looked at Jia Ping'an with pleading eyes.

This trip will definitely be nagged for more than an hour, from the time when you arrive at school to pay attention to building a good relationship with others, to remembering to run fast for lunch...

Jia Pingan was helpless about this.

Su Ho asked curiously: "Husband, have you decided to hand over the children to the school?"

"Why can't I teach at the same time?"

"yes!"

The whole family is stupid about this.

Half an hour later, Doudou came over and said mysteriously, "Aye, brother is so sad."

"Why?"

"My aunt and my aunt usually talk non-stop."

This brat!

Jia Pingan was a little curious, so he went to have a look.

In the room, Wei Wushuang was sitting on the couch with the boss standing in front of him.

"...The good stuff in that soup is at the bottom. Remember to scoop the spoon in the bottom. When scooping it up...if it's heavy meat, it's quicker and you scoop it up in one go. If the egg flower is slow, put the spoon in the bottom first. Fish well, then slowly go up..."

The boss was obviously distracted.

Snapped!

This is the first time the boss has been slapped, and he is a little dazed while clutching the back of his head.

Wei Wushuang hated iron for being weak and said: "Do you remember?"

"remember."

The boss nodded.

There was a sigh outside.

Su Ho asked: "Husband, don't you tell Da Lang?"

Jia Pingan said lightly: "The boy is about to be beaten, what are you telling me? Let him go by himself."

On the second day, Jia Pingan took the children to do math.

Jia Yu couldn't ride a horse by himself, so it was a carriage.

Jia Ping rode his horse beside the carriage, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to say to his son.

"When it comes to arithmetic...you have to be gregarious."

"Um!"

"Be attentive in class, don't talk to people, and don't get distracted."

"Um!"

"If...if someone bullies you...you go and tell Mr., no, if someone bullies you...remember to fight back."

"..."

"Also, if you want to talk to your classmates, don't be bored. Um... It's okay to look at your classmates first if you're bored, and then talk after you see clearly."

Jia Yu had never seen such a father before, and felt that he was a little nervous and worried about gains and losses.

Before math school.

"get off."

Jia Yu got out of the car.

Jia Ping'an said seriously: "I've thought about it for a long time for my father, and after much deliberation, I decided to let you in by yourself... It's not because my father doesn't love you, but because you often wear a hat of 'Jia Ping'an's son' on your head." , will bring you a lot of discomfort, I hope that even if the classmates know your identity, they will still regard you as an ordinary member."

Children, so that you can enjoy youth without impurities.

Jia Yu looked at him, "Aye, I see."

Jia Pingan gave him the schoolbag and raised his hand.

Jia Yu froze for a moment, then raised his hand.

"effort!"

Snapped!

Jia Yu walked outside the gate alone.

Menzi asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Jia Yu said, "I'm here to sign up."

"It's already stopped."

Muttering, Menzi came out of the duty room, and seeing Jia Yu carrying a schoolbag, he smiled and said, "Where's your lord?"

All the children signed up were brought by adults, so why is this child alone?

Look behind the door, no one is there.

Clothes flutter around the corner.

Jia Yu said according to the explanation: "The family has already agreed with the school that I will come later, Assistant Teacher Zhao knows."

Assistant Professor Zhao is Zhao Yan, who is the master of mathematics in Xinxue.

As soon as Menzi heard this, he stopped a teaching assistant who was passing by, "This kid said he had agreed with Assistant Teacher Zhao to sign up today."

The teaching assistant laughed and said, "He came alone. You have a lot of courage. Follow me."

Jia Yu followed him all the way in, until the outside of the value room.

"Assistant Zhao."

"coming."

Jia Yu was flustered, but relaxed after hearing this familiar voice.

Zhao Yan came out with his textbook, and smiled when he saw Jia Yu alone, "Da Lang is here?"

"yes."

Zhao Yan looked for Han Wei, "This is Mr. Dalang of Mr.'s family. Mr. said that this matter is only known to you and me."

Han Wei was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Sir, are you worried about preferential treatment?"

Zhao Yan shook his head, "According to my estimation, sir is more worried about Mr. Da Lang being surrounded by people in mathematics."

Han Wei smiled, "That's all."

The registration procedure was very fast, Jia Yu clearly stated his information, Zhao Yan registered himself and collected the information.

Afterwards, the textbooks were distributed, and someone took Jia Yu to the class.

"We count three levels of credits, three years for the elementary class, two years for the intermediate class, and three years for the advanced class."

Jia Yu asked curiously, "Why is the intermediate class only two years?"

The little official said with a smile: "Although the tuition fee is cheap, three meals and even clothes are included, but many people still hope that the students can come out as soon as possible..."

Jia Yu was puzzled, "Isn't it good to read more?"

The little official glanced at him, his eyes became calmer, "Many families need their children to earn money."

Jia Yu: "..."

It turns out that this world is far more cruel than I knew.

Although I often go out to play with my father, it can be regarded as understanding the people's sentiments, but no time can compare to the shock of these words.

Jia Yu asked again: "Are they willing? I'm talking about those students."

The little official said with a smile: "There is nothing to be willing or not, this is fate."

"Life?"

The little official said casually: "Yes! It's fate. Look at those farmers who plow the land, their sons still want to be farmers, and the sons of craftsmen still want to be craftsmen..."

So... I am Aye's son, and I will become a powerful person in the future?

The little official said: "I used to take it for granted, but later my husband said... They were all raised by their biological parents. In this Tang Dynasty, everyone should have a channel to counterattack, so that the children of peasant households have the opportunity to become generals, and let the children of peasant households have the opportunity to become generals. The son of a craftsman has the opportunity to become a minister, and this is a vibrant Tang Dynasty."

I recalled the words my father taught me in the past one by one.

——Break off the upper and lower passages is to cut off the hearts of the people, and the above and the bottom are no longer the same heart. When the whole country is not of one mind, a single change can destroy the dynasty.

Then... when the top and bottom are united, this dynasty will flourish!

Jia Yu thought a lot.

It turned out that what Aye told me was not words to coax children, but the truth.

He was taken outside a class.

When the gentleman saw Xiaoli and Jia Yu, he came out and asked, "Why?"

The little official said: "This person has already signed up, but he is late for some reason. Assistant Professor Han and Assistant Professor Zhao have both passed."

The gentleman glanced at Jia Yu, frowned and said, "The child is only eight or nine years old, it's too early, and he is easy to be bullied by those dudes."

What?

Rich playboy?

Jia Yu glanced inside.

Cheng Zheng was talking to Xu Yanbo.

Although the several families have a good relationship, no one has ever met the boss of the Jia family.

Mr. brought Jia Yu in.

"This is the new Jia Yu. Please tell me, don't bully your younger classmates, otherwise the school rules are just for you."

The old man's beard was growing wild, but the dudes didn't care.

"It's just a smoke, who is afraid?"

Cheng Zheng grinned.

Jia Yu was arranged to sit down.

Then go to class.

This lesson is Gewu.

The gentleman glanced at Jia Yu from time to time, and asked halfway: "Do you understand what the old man just said?"

Jia Yu nodded.

The teacher muttered: "Such a small child should be sent to the elementary class, hey!"

get out of class has ended.

As soon as the teacher left, the classroom was filled with eruption.

Some were playing, some were laughing, some were running out in a hurry...

Such a mess!

Jia Yu frowned.

Snapped!

Someone patted the shoulder, Jia Yu resisted the urge to punch backhand, turned around and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My name is Cheng Zheng."

Cheng Zheng smiled and said, "It's from Duke Lu's mansion, boy, which one are you from?"

Xu Yanbo, who is known as the double wall of mathematics, also came. He patted Jia Yu on the shoulder and said in a pretentious way: "Old man Xu Yanbo, my father is the prime minister."

That is the son of Xu Jingzong.

Jia Yu met Xu Jingzong, and what impressed him the most was that the old man liked to play dumb, then ate and drank at home, and brought some bacon before leaving.

So he took an extra look at Xu Yanbo.

"I'm Jia Yu, and my father is a seventh-rank official."

He looked a little smug.

Cheng Zheng murmured, "Seventh rank official..."

Xu Yanbo sat down lazily, "The other one surnamed Jia is already the Duke of the county, no, if the Duke of Jia refused last time, he would already be the Duke of the state by now."

Aye actually rejected the Duke?

Jia Pingan didn't tell the children many things, which would only make them feel at a loss.

All the way to class, when the second class was over, Jia Yu went to the toilet.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was with several other boys, and his gaze turned to Jia Yu who was walking across the playground.

"Why!"

The teenager waved.

Jia Yu ignored it.

If you answer the impolite call, it will only make people despise you.

Jia Yu continued to walk over.

There will be exercises later, and the students are playing or talking in twos and threes on the playground.

Cheng Zheng, Xu Yanbo and others were also in the other corner.

"Look, Sun Que is trying to bully the newcomer."

"Jia Yu is only nine years old, but Sun is thirteen. This is bullying."

Cheng Da stroked his chin, "Why don't you... have a look?"

Many people have discovered this scene and are watching.

Teenagers like to run hot, but this is a school, there is no place for them to run hot, so fights are inevitable.

"This is bullying a new classmate!"

"Sun is shameless."

"Look, here he comes."

Sun walked slowly and slowly approached Jia Yu.

"Boy!"

He thought it was very handsome.

"Give Way."

Jia Yu looked up at him.

Sun reached out to pat his cheek.

Young people always learn many ways to humiliate people without a teacher, and slapping faces is just one of them.

Hold Sun Que's hand with both hands, press down on his middle finger with the right thumb.

"ah!"

But Sun couldn't help squatting down.

A punch landed on his forehead.

Sun Que leaned back and looked at this new classmate who was not yet a teenager with fearful eyes.

Take a step back and kick away with one leg.

Boom!

Chest and legs.

Sun fell down.

Jia Yu clapped his hands, straightened his clothes, and continued to go to the toilet.

Everyone's heads turned slowly following him...

...

A BUG appeared in Chapter 979, and the Three Character Classic appeared again. Fortunately, the book friend reminded that it has been revised.

Good night!