Chapter 445 Subversion of something
Sanhua and Hongyan wandered around the front yard.
Du He thought to himself that since it was an important matter, it must be related to the court, so it was not easy to inquire about it.
Cao Er is cooking, and the aroma is tangy.
Wang Erer and Xu Xiaoyu squatted beside them, watching the sunset and talking nonsense.
"Second brother, why don't I dare to look at the princess?" Xu Xiaoyu scratched his head, "It looks so beautiful at a glance, but I dare not look at it. Who dares to look at those women in Daodefang? Only the princess dare not!"
"That's majesty, what about the princess of the royal family!" Wang Er Er clicked his lips, "But ah! I think the princess's eyes on our husband are not right."
"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoyu was young, and when he heard such things, he became excited.
"Princess looks at Lang Jun's eyes..." Wang Er Er thought for a while, "You don't mean to rely on it, just wait...love it."
"The princess loves your husband?"
Xu Xiaoyu was surprised and said: "Those son-in-laws all have backgrounds! Your husband is not enough."
"Idiot!" Wang Lao Er scolded: "Many of those sons-in-law relied on the prestige of their fathers and grandparents, so they married the princess. Your husband started from nothing. This is a real skill, how can those people compare?"
Xu Xiaoyu said awkwardly: "Then you said... Your husband may have slept with the princess?"
Snapped!
Slapping him from behind, Du He scolded: "Your Majesty and Princess are also things you can arrange?"
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Jia Ping'an only felt his whole body fluttering, and his panting sounded like a bellows.
Gao Yang's face was blushing, and a few strands of long hair were sticking to his cheeks with sweat, making him look more charming.
She put her arms around Jia Ping'an's neck, "Let me take it easy."
Long time...
"I didn't expect you to look burly, but..."
"But what?"
"It's nothing..." Gao Yang Man said: "Mr. Lang!"
"Um!"
"Lang Jun!"
"Um!"
"Lang Jun!"
Is this **** finished?
Jia Pingan said angrily: "What do you always do?"
Gao Yang chuckled, "I like it, I called, and you answered, I feel at ease in my heart."
She said softly: "I used to feel like I was floating, unable to step on the ground, as if I was alone. No matter whether it was the emperor or anyone else, they couldn't make me feel at ease. But now... I am really at ease."
This woman...
Jia Ping'an's hands tightened a bit, Gao Yang leaned into his arms, and squeezed hard, as if trying to squeeze into his body.
"I just like watching Lang Jun frighten me with a straight face, and I also like watching Lang Jun striding forward with those hundred knights..."
"At that time, when I looked at you, I thought... what a handsome young man."
"Later, I ran into trouble, and you came to help me. You like to do all those things without telling me, and you never want to show credit to me."
"What kind of merit does a man show?" Jia Pingan felt that the man's dignity had been violated, and immediately punished him.
After a long time, Gao Yang panted, "I know that my husband is going to get married, but I can't, but there is always one thing I want to be ahead of them."
Gao Yang smiled like a fox.
Later, she got up and dressed, adjusted her makeup, then rolled up her long hair, turned around and smiled coquettishly, "Lang Jun, do I look good?"
This woman is beautiful and aggressive... Jia Pingan nodded, "It's pretty."
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In the early morning of the next day, when Jia Pingan opened his eyes, he felt his body shaking.
The bedroom looks a little strange, but that's just a mood.
Wake up and wash, then practice knife.
Wang Er Er watched from the side, and praised: "Lang Jun's sword skills... are even more powerful."
"Lang Jun."
After the knife practice was over, Hongyan handed over the towel and looked at Jia Pingan with some doubts in his eyes.
When she cleaned the bed earlier, she found a few long hairs that were different from Lang Jun's.
And there is a woman's fragrance in the bedding.
The little maid used her brain to think about what the man said and did, trying to guess why.
Could it be Mr....
She was a little sad, and after Jia Pingan went to the Yamen, she stood there in a daze.
"Cried?"
Sanhua's hateful voice came, and Hongyan shook her head, "I didn't cry."
"I don't need to look to know the intimacy between the gentleman and the princess."
Sanhua proudly said: "Also, you are stupid."
"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"
Hongyan came to a "hukou book attack" without a teacher.
Sanhua sneered and said, "If an outstanding man like Mr. Lang were in Korea, he would have at least a dozen women serving him, plus the women he meets from time to time outside, this man would have hundreds of women in his life..."
I still have a chance, but I need you idiots to join forces.
Sanhua thinks that a stupid woman like Hongyan should not serve by Langjun's side, but should replace herself.
As for Goryeo and other powerful men, she knows a lot about it, her father and brother are like this, they can be called Goryeo Sea King.
Hongyan turned around slowly, raised her head slightly, and Sanhua thought about how this idiot would respond to herself... Was she feeling sad and depressed, and then wanted to join forces; or was she thinking that she could become one of the hundreds of women...
Hongyan wrinkled her nostrils and said disdainfully, "Is Lang Jun such a stupid man?"
You are right, but I am speechless... Sanhua: "..."
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When we arrived at Baiqi, the brothers were full of energy and greeted Jia Ping'an very loudly.
"This is the Baiqi in my mind."
Jia Ping'an was very contented. When he entered the value room, he saw Ming Jing eagerly counting the money.
This woman is probably going shopping again.
"You alone, why do you buy so many things?"
"I like it!" Ming Jing's words were very sincere.
I just like to buy, buy, buy.
The chopping party is you.
"Bao Dong!" Ming Jing looked up.
"What is it?"
Bao Dong looked worried.
Ming Jing put her hands on her chin, and said longingly: "Yesterday in the palace, I heard that there are a few Hu merchants in Dongshi who have good jewelry. Go and see which one is cheap."
Bao Dong: "..."
He looked at Jia Ping'an.
Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "This is a fake public benefit!"
But I really want to see which one is the cheapest!
Ming Jingxin was very itchy, "They said that there is a much cheaper one, and if you don't buy it, you will lose money."
Jia Ping'an was reading the news, and looked at her sideways when he heard the words, "Even if it's much cheaper, but it's useless for you to buy it, isn't it all a waste?"
This idiot...Ming Jing said eloquently: "If you buy it, you can take advantage of it."
“Jewelry depreciates, and it’s not worth the money if it’s not fresh enough.”
"But I like to buy."
Then go buy it.
Jia Pingan picked up the news and continued to read.
"Uncle Wuyang, someone from the Imperial College is asking to see you."
Jia Pingan was in a daze for a moment, and then remembered that he still had teaching tasks.
Later, he went to the Imperial College.
After entering the Imperial College, the teachers and students he met all looked at him strangely.
"Why?"
Han Wei from Mathematics came to meet him, and asked Jia Pingan about it when he met him.
Han Wei said: "The news of your return yesterday spread throughout the Imperial College, and some people began to slander you, saying that you were relying on the pillow..."
This is what Gao Yang said.
When he thought of Gao Yang, those tenderness appeared in his mind.
"After the good news came, those people were dumbfounded." Han Wei said proudly: "No one would have thought that you could make such a contribution by going to Mobei."
It turned out to be surprise?
"Some students said they wanted to learn from you, and they threw their pens into the army, and had conflicts with the teaching assistants."
It seems that I also have admirers in Guozijian.
Jia Ping'an couldn't help feeling a little ecstatic.
Jia Pingan nodded, "Yes, I'm about to move."
The teachers and students who went to class stopped, and many people looked curiously at Jia Pingan, who was much darker.
A teaching assistant said sharply: "But many people say that the foreign races in Mobei and Monan have long been interested in the Tang Dynasty. Isn't Uncle Wuyang afraid of misleading the students by saying this?"
Most of Jia Pingan's supporters in Guozijian are in mathematics. However, most of the mathematics students are the children of ordinary people, while the mainstream of the Guozijian is the children of the powerful, high-ranking officials and big landlords. Therefore, a situation was formed in which commoner students supported Jia Ping'an and wealthy children opposed it.
The student who asked the question seemed to be the son of a powerful man, young and passionate, irresistible.
The teaching assistant looked disdainful, as if Jia Ping'an went to Mobei for a vacation.
This is a public opinion war!
Jia Pingan squinted at him, "Do you know what Tiele people think?"
The teaching assistant was stunned.
"Do you know what the Turks are thinking?"
Teaching assistant: "Do you know?"
"Of course I know." Jia Pingan felt that these people had been in the Imperial College for too long, so that they were so unfamiliar with the outside world that they took it for granted, "I am here to wipe out Tiele's rebellion, and I know they are looking forward to a powerful Tiele ;I broke into a Turkic tribe and persuaded them to join the clan. I know that they are still remembering the glory of the past, but whenever there is a chance, they will rise again and come to the Wei River again..."
He stared at the teaching assistant, "This is my own experience, and what have you experienced? What do you have besides high-spirited talk, apart from vitriol? Tell me, what do you know?"
The teaching assistant blushed, "You...I..."
A student shouted: "Uncle Wuyang captured the enemy chieftain alive this time, and even appeased those tribes. He doesn't know... who knows?"
The assistant teacher blushed and quietly hid in the crowd.
Jia Pingan disdains to entangle with such people, but this is a good opportunity to brush his face.
He pressed the knife with one hand, and just walked over under everyone's attention.
"A man should be like this!"
A student couldn't help expressing such emotions, just like Xiang Yu back then when he saw Qin Shihuang's car driving.
"I will be like Uncle Wu Yang, Wen Neng poetry can crush the world, Wu Neng leads the army to sweep the rebellion..."
But more students watched Jia Pingan leave with complicated eyes.
The children of the rich and powerful have heard and seen many things since they were young.
So Jia Ping'an's analysis benefited them the most.
Benefits are benefits, but the new learning is not welcomed in the Imperial College. They feel that the new learning of the souls of the dead under the knife violates their own interests, so they have mixed feelings.
A student cupped his hands at Jia Ping's back, and said loudly: "No matter how many disagreements there are, Uncle Wu Yang's achievements in Mobei are worth emulating for my generation."
Everyone nodded.
"As it should be!"
Jia Ping'an then taught a class in mathematics, but this class was not about mathematics, but about the situation in Mobei and Monan.
"Once the Tang Dynasty cannot control Monan, the Turks' resurgence will be unstoppable."
"If Datang cannot control Mobei, then the rise of the Tiele people will also be unstoppable."
These two judgments made the students blow up.
We are Datang!
"Uncle Wuyang, Datang will not abandon Mobei and Monan."
Jia Pingan smiled and said: "That requires Datang to continue to grow stronger. Once weakened, not only Mobei and Monan, but also northwest and southwest..."
Datang is really awesome!
When it weakened to the setting sun of the empire, it could still survive in a situation surrounded by powerful enemies.
Later, Jia Pingan went to visit Xiao Bo as usual.
Siye Chen Bao is also there, and the two are discussing things.
"Uncle Wuyang is back, congratulations!"
Xiao Bo congratulated with a smile.
Jia Pingan talked about the situation of mathematics, and Xiao Bo remembered something, "I have read the textbooks of mathematics, and there is something unclear. I also ask Uncle Wuyang to point it out."
There are bookcases on the side...
This bookcase is not the kind of later generations.
From the perspective of later generations, the books of the Tang Dynasty are probably similar to ancient paintings or imperial decrees.
A very long piece of paper, you can imagine it as a long strip like an ancient painting, with text on it, and axes wrapped on both sides.
A volume of 'books' is placed in a cloth bag, and this cloth bag is called a 'Zhi'. The so-called voluminous volumes refer to the scenes where many scroll books are piled up.
The head of each volume is hung with a label, which hangs outside for easy retrieval.
Xiao Bo found the book along the label, took it out, untied the rope, and pulled the shaft on one side.
"Here you say that mathematics should be the top of all the schools in the Imperial College. I think it is worth discussing."
His left hand pressed the shaft on one side, and his right hand slowly opened the shaft on the other side, but the book was too long, so he had to roll it up with his left hand and pull it away with his right hand, looking down step by step.
"And here, you say that arithmetic is the foundation of all learning, I think it's inappropriate."
Now Confucianism is the most respected, and Jia Pingan's expression of mathematics seems normal to later generations, but at this time it seems shocking.
Xiaobo would be polite if he didn't say he was a lunatic.
But this position really cannot be debated.
In the view of Confucianism, people live in the world, the first thing is self-cultivation. Through learning Confucianism, it is crucial to shape the three views of students.
The statement that mathematics is the foundation of all learning, in Xiao Bo's view, is to abandon the creation of the three views and go directly to practical learning.
This statement Jia Pingan can accept.
"Confucianism cultivates the body and mind, and arithmetic is practical, and there is no conflict."
Xiao Bo frowned, "It's not just about conflict or non-conflict, arithmetic is not enough to be elegant."
"It was the same with Confucianism back then."
Jia Pingan retorted, "Whose knowledge can be popular in the world from the very beginning and become a prominent one? Arithmetic is a practical study, and it is beneficial to learn it. Confucianism is a study that shapes the foundation of students and must be learned. Why can't the two be integrated? ?”
Xiao Bo said indifferently: "The benefits of arithmetic... are not worth mentioning."
This old guy seemed to have held back his anger for a long time, and now he let it all out.
Jia Ping'an asked: "Whether it's in the Sixth Ministry or somewhere else, maybe there's less math?"
Xiao Bo said lightly: "Confucianism is the foundation."
"Confucianism is the knowledge of shaping people, and arithmetic is the knowledge of doing things." Jia Pingan said aggressively: "Does a person only cultivate his body and mind instead of doing things? Then... dare to ask Xiao Jijiu, is he a Taoist or a monk? "
Well!
This counterattack was so sharp that even Xiao Bo couldn't avoid it.
"But those officials in the current dynasty, who were not influenced by Confucianism? Did they ever know how to do things?"
This is sophistry.
Jia Pingan shook his head, "But Confucianism has taught them how to be officials and how to calculate... If so, why did Guozijian set up a calculation school?"
The young man is so aggressive, but the old man is speechless... Xiao Bo: "..."
Confucianism is awesome, so what are you doing doing math?
Jia Ping'an didn't seem to have any intention of being modest, and continued: "There was also the theory of the six arts of a gentleman back then, such as ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and number...why do you avoid talking about it?"
Confucianism is most criticized for being the masters of a group of old masters. They can’t move, they can’t ride horses and shoot arrows, and they like to be homeboys.
Slowly, these people got into a dead end, blindly deducing Confucianism into the category of religion and philosophy... By the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Confucianism had become a woman's foot wrap, which was long and smelly. Even if you pass the imperial examination to become an official, you have to hire several masters before you dare to go. The trouble caused Shaoxing master to become a traditional advantage employment project.
But now it is Datang, this kind of old master is not welcomed by everyone.
So Xiao Bo was speechless. If it was Ming and Qing Dynasties, the inkstone would have been thrown over in an instant. Then gather ordinary rotten Confucians, beat you up on charges of deviance, and then arrest you and go to the government. As soon as the government heard it... **** it, they dared to blaspheme Confucianism and punished them severely!
That’s why Jia Ping’an cherishes the freedom of this era especially. He can freely talk about the benefits of arithmetic without worrying about being mobbed and beaten. Of course, he is not afraid of being mobbed.
Chen Bao felt that Xiao Bo was a little embarrassed, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere, "Old man, come and see."
He opened the scroll again and asked Jia Pingan for advice, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
Xiao Bo was obviously still a little resentful, and finally said: "Could the new learning subvert anything?"
The old man doesn't seem to admit defeat!
Jia Ping'an was happy, pointed to the scroll and said, "New learning can subvert it."
Xiao Bo picked up the scroll and said with a smile: "From many years ago, no matter it is a short book or something, it has always looked like this. Does Wuyang Bo think this is inappropriate?"
"Of course not!"
Jia Ping’an had had enough of scrolls for a long time, and made some pamphlets himself, but today’s mainstream is still scrolls, and they are still manuscripts.
Think of the earlier manuscripts of later ages, it was the excited heart, the trembling hands...and it's all the rage now.
Xiao Bo shook his head, "So, I will wait and see."
Jia Ping'an's heart moved, "If I can make the book more convenient and get it out quickly, Xiao Jijiu..."
Boy, is this a bet?
I think you were not born when I was in the gambling world!
Xiao Bo's heart moved slightly, "If you can do it, I promise you, if it can't, you also promise me, okay?"
Jia Ping’an was waiting for this sentence, secretly happy in his heart, but held back, "So...a word from a gentleman!"
He reaches out.
Xiao Bo smiled and stretched out his hand, "It's hard to catch a horse!"
Two people high-five, so this game is done.
But Xiao Bo worried that Jia Ping'an would cheat, so he said: "Chen Siye can be a witness."
I was looking for someone to testify, but you offered to bring it up... Chen Bao's son, Chen Xiang, is Jia Ping'an's student, and he dared not play tricks.
"good!"
Xiao Bo was secretly proud.
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