Chapter 69
The boy under the seat... This word seems to be a bit bad.
Jia Ping'an couldn't help but his thoughts were racing.
The disciple is okay, if Lao Li is willing to accept him as a disciple, the rumors of the broom star will gradually dissipate.
So... sit down boy, sit down boy.
"I have met my mentor." Jia Pingan prepared to kneel without hesitation.
With a whoosh, Li Chunfeng rushed over to hold him back, "I can't be your teacher, I can't be!"
The risk of being a broom star teacher is too great. If the emperor is seriously ill in the future and is said to be the broom star, Li Chunfeng thinks that he will be able to die.
"Teacher..." Jia Ping'an's eyes were firm.
Boss, lend me your thigh for a hug.
"Absolutely not." Li Chunfeng said firmly: "I think you are good at arithmetic, but..."
Jia Ping'an was overjoyed.
"If you are willing to practice Taoism, this old man can join you on the road."
Li Chunfeng has a serious face. Young man, come on, a poor boy sitting down, even though he does not have the title of master and apprentice, he can still go to the Supreme Dao together.
Jia Pingan said with a straight face: "When my mother left, she told me that she would have at least three children in her life."
It is impossible to become a monk.
Li Chunfeng sighed: "Don't you know that scholars can get married and have children? Become a monk...Look at me, I'm still an official in court."
Don’t think that Taoist priests cannot get married and have children, let alone that Taoist priests have to practice in Taoist temples.
At this time, Taoist priests can do whatever they want, such as Li Chunfeng.
But Jia Pingan felt that this was a trap.
Once he becomes a Taoist priest, the emperor or those dignitaries can put pressure on Li Chunfeng to take Lao Jia to a place where no **** is practiced, so that he will never return to the Central Plains for the rest of his life.
If the master-student relationship is good, if there is danger, according to Lao Li's morality, he should be able to give him a hand. But Lao Li obviously also thought of the risk of accepting him as a disciple, so he only wanted a boy under his seat.
After thinking about this, he said seriously: "One must be pious in cultivating the Tao, but a certain person is not a cultivator."
Li Chunfeng said appreciatively: "Sure enough, this is a young man who the old man wants to adopt as a boy. He would rather lose the sanctuary than blaspheme Taoism, good."
Jia Pingan, who was unexpectedly praised, decided to stay away from Li Banxian in the future.
And Li Chunfeng then went to the Imperial College.
Guozi supervised the official school, and Xiao Bo, who offered wine, looked quite elegant. When he saw Li Chunfeng coming, he smiled and said, "Did Tai Shiling call?"
Li Chunfeng is Taishi Ling, so you should get some calendars, observe the sky, and report to him if you find a broom star...
But Lao Li is different, he is so knowledgeable that people are speechless, especially in the subject of arithmetic, he can be regarded as the top existence in Datang.
It is a good thing to be knowledgeable, but once a new discovery is made, Li Chunfeng will come to communicate with the professors of the Imperial College. Because Guozijian is the place where serious learning is done, Lao Li's Taishiling is a part-time job. Part-time job to teach Guozijian knowledge, this kind of behavior is regarded as going to brothel.
Guozijian is a brothel, and Lao Li is a client. Every time I come to kick the hall, I am very happy, leaving a group of people in the Imperial College with black lines on their heads.
"Some discoveries." Li Chunfeng found a pen and paper, Xiao Bo smiled and said: "Look at your posture, this is arithmetic. Forget it, I don't understand this, and wait a minute."
Later, several masters of arithmetic from the Imperial College were summoned, and when they saw Li Chunfeng, their eyes lit up, and one of them said, "It just so happens that a new discovery has been made here. Please Tai Shi Ling Yazheng!"
Guozijian is often beaten by Lao Li, and these arithmetic masters are the most aggrieved. But the wisdom of the collective is infinite, they suffer through hardships, forget food and sleep... finally break through a difficult problem, just waiting for Li Chunfeng to come to the door.
Li Chunfeng smiled, "Oh, the old man comes first or you wait first."
Several professors laughed, "Tai Shiling will come first."
"Also."
Li Chunfeng began to write and draw.
He drew a graph on the paper, "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic has Mouhe Fanggai's calculations. Liu Hui pointed out the error, but he couldn't give the answer. Later, Zu Chongzhi and his son solved this problem, but the Imperial College did not understand the reason. The last time The old man thinks there is something wrong with you waiting for the professor..."
Are you really here to tear down the stage?
Xiao Bo's face darkened.
A few professors were very curious, but also found it strange.
This matter has passed for a long time, why did Li Chunfeng bring it up again today? Did he successfully explain the various solutions of Mou He Fang Gai?
Several people gathered together, watching Li Chunfeng writing and drawing, and calculating next to the graph.
Xiao Bo was still smiling at the beginning, but as the Imperial Academy offering wine, he naturally hoped that the professors under him could defeat Li Chunfeng who came to kick the hall.
But the faces of those professors are getting more and more excited.
Scholars, especially those in arithmetic and other subjects, when they see a problem that confuses them is solved step by step by others, the joy of suddenly being enlightened is really refreshing.
Old Li is a client of prostitutes, and he made them comfortable, that's how it feels.
Xiao Bo is like a bustard, seeing the girls are at ease, but worried that their hearts will follow Lao Li.
"It turned out to be like this?"
"Ah! Why didn't someone think of that!"
Several professors surrounded Li Chunfeng and exclaimed. The look of admiration made Xiao Bo believe that if Li Chunfeng wanted to poach the wall now, these few people would pack up and follow him to the Taishi Bureau without hesitation.
This is not fantasy.
But reality.
Li Chunfeng has always wanted to recruit a few arithmetic experts to the Taishi Bureau as his assistants.
Xiao Bo's heart turned cold.
"I see!"
After Li Chunfeng finished writing, a professor picked up the paper and said excitedly: "Some of the answers from Zu Chongzhi and his son are missing. I have been thinking about it, but I didn't expect Tai Shiling to unravel it."
"Taishi Ling is indeed unparalleled in arithmetic."
Several professors saluted together, very respectful.
"From now on, I will be Tai Shiling as the teacher."
Xiao Bo clutched his chest, feeling that these professors might not be able to keep them.
Of course he can force him to stay, but is it worth it for a professor who is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han? It's like a prostitute in a brothel who only wants to be good, and only handles errands.
Now he can only count on Li Chunfeng to be merciful, and at least leave a seed for the Imperial College.
Li Chunfeng sighed suddenly: "A certain person has been thinking about Mou He Fang Gai, but he got stuck. This is not a certain person's wisdom."
He thought of that boy.
"Who? There is such a master of arithmetic in my Tang Dynasty? I also ask Tai Shiling to introduce him, and I am willing to be a teacher."
"Yes! There is no successor in the Tang Dynasty, and I am so anxious. Now that I have a talented person, I am not alone! Hahahaha!"
Several professors laughed.
"That man's name is Jia Ping'an."
"trouble marker?"
"Tiger with a hundred riders?"
The professors were stunned.
Although they are professors, their love for gossip is no different from that of ordinary people.
"It turned out to be him?"
"The boy is said to have a close relationship with Princess Gaoyang."
"The big change in Ganye Temple seems to be related to him."
A professor patted the table, blushing and said: "Everyone, what kind of bastards... What are we doing? Arithmetic! I don't believe in some bastards, what are you waiting for?"
Several professors looked at each other, and finally nodded together.
"What is this for?" Xiao Bo's heart beat faster, and he was worried about what these people would do.
"It is a disgrace to the Imperial College that such a great talent is in Baiqi!"
"That's right, such a great talent should be invited to the Imperial College to teach, and we can also learn from him every day."
"What are you waiting for?"
A professor raised his arms and shouted: "Go find the broom star!"
"Let's go together!"
Xiao Bo blinked his eyes, and Li Chunfeng did the same.
He wanted to poach the wall, but before he opened his mouth, these professors found a better way.
It’s useless for us to go to the Taishi Bureau. It’s better to rescue that young man from Baiqi. By then, we will all become colleagues. What’s the problem?
Several people left quickly, Li Chunfeng sighed: "The old man is wrong."
The poaching plan failed, and he was very sad.
Xiao Bo said reservedly: "The Imperial College is a pure land, so Jia Ping'an is definitely willing to come in. If so, he is a member of the Imperial College. Tai Shiling...will you come to the Imperial College again next time?"
In the future, there will be a broom star sitting in the Guozijian, and Li Chunfeng, a master of arithmetic, will probably be kept at a respectful distance.
Let you come whoring! Thinking of this, Xiao Bo couldn't help but feel very happy.
Li Chunfeng was annoyed, but he said lightly: "Most of the official schools under the jurisdiction of the Guozijian are the children of officials. Those people are afraid of bastards. If you get him into the Guozijian, those **** children may overthrow the Guozijian."
The richer a person is, the more he fears death, and the richer he is, the more things are taboo.
Xiao Bo said proudly: "There are many positions in the Zijian in our country. I just ask him to study arithmetic every day. If he has obtained results, he can just pass them on to those professors. This kills two birds with one stone. The old man's calculations are really unparalleled! Hahahaha!"
Li Chunfeng's face changed instantly.
…
Jia Ping'an has arrived home now.
It is not good to go out today, and Li Chunfeng has a favorable opinion of -1, which makes him a little depressed.
However, the Battle of Ganye Temple left a deep impression on him in the hearts of those nuns, and Sister Wu would also know about it. Now Baiqi is still responsible for guarding the Ganye Temple, this is giving him a chance.
As long as he hugs sister Wu's thigh tightly, no, hugging a leg hair is enough for his life to be safe.
Thinking of this, he felt elated.
"Brother Ping An."
As soon as Jia Ping'an arrived at the door, Aunt Wang blocked him accurately.
The dark face was full of helplessness. Apparently Aunt Wang also felt that Master Jia was not her type, but Zhao Xianhui insisted on forcing her to stop him.
"It's the aunt!"
Jia Ping'an felt that Zhao Xianhui had the potential to force her into prostitution. Fortunately, she didn't know how to prescribe drugs, otherwise she would probably have drugged her daughter and sent her to Jia Ping's bed.
Aunt Wang is speechless.
The door of Jia's house opened, Yang Deli poked his head out, his eyes passed his cousin, but he fixed on Aunt Wang.
"Auntie is out?"
Yang Deli's eyes had something familiar to Jia Ping'an, the kind of eyes that dogs and men often have.
Could cousin be interested in Aunt Wang?
Jia Pingan was startled, and stepped back to observe.
"Meet Yang Langjun." Aunt Wang blessed herself.
Yang Deli stammered: "I've seen... I've seen my aunt."
Jia Ping'an's heart felt cold, of course it was not the kind of anger of being pried into a corner, but worried that his cousin's road to love would be bumpy.
Then Zhao Xianhui dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and is also bitter and mean. I am afraid that his cousin will not be his opponent.
"Mother!"
Zhao Xianhui came out, and when he saw Jia Ping'an, his eyes were full of joy, and when he saw Yang Deli, disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Jia Wenshu!"
Someone shouted behind him, and Jia Pingan turned around to find some unknown men.
(end of this chapter)