Chapter 471 This glance
When Wei Wushuang left the palace, he saw Jia Pingan talking to someone nearby.
"...Those people say that poetry is talent, but painting is ignorant. You know me, Mr. Li. I hate evil like a enemy, so I wrote a poem to whip them immediately."
Is this thief with a serious face?
Wei Wushuang...
"Then what do you mean by talent?" Uncle Li was very angry, "It was your words that attracted those people to say that you belittled poetry and prose, which made this old man restless. There are not many new questions in the back, old man... Uncle Li is very angry !"
Very serious consequences!
Jia Ping'an laughed and said, "Don't worry, Taishi Ling, this matter is on me, hey! My wife is here."
The corner of Wei Wushuang's mouth twitched, and his feet were slowly rubbing, as if he wanted to kick someone.
Li Chunfeng glanced at Wei Wushuang, and Jia Ping'an's heart moved, "Is Taishi Ling looking at my wife's face?"
Li Chunfeng muttered: "How do you look at the old man with your head down? Talk, what do you say is the best?"
Why!
Jia Pingan felt a little regretful, "I... I think there are two categories. One is poetry, painting, etc. These are talents, no matter whether they are good or bad."
For better or worse?
Li Chunfeng felt that this guy was a deviant, "The Great Tang regards poetry as its talent, so you don't care whether it's good or bad?"
"The second category is practical talents." Jia Pingan said seriously: "For example, the Taishi made you capable, this is the second category. For example, the prime ministers' ability to handle political affairs is also the second category. Besides, But all talents that can be used belong to the second category."
"These words... have some meaning." Uncle Li was elated by his coaxing, "Go see your wife."
He went back slowly with his hands behind his back, and suddenly froze, "In this way, aren't poems... useless?"
…
Poetry and prose in prosperous times is an art form, and poetry and prose in troubled times is not as good as a bowl of wheat rice.
"Wu Shuang."
The daughter-in-law's pretty face is slightly cold, this is...
"They said you wrote poetry?"
"yes!"
Jia Ping'an's attitude is casual, as if he just came back from drinking with a group of people and talking nonsense.
"That's the clan."
Wei Wushuang felt that Jia Ping'an was like a wild horse that had run loose, and disappeared as soon as he let go.
"The clan is the clan, let's convince people with reason."
Jia Pingan took out a thread and wrapped it around Wei Wushuang's wrist involuntarily.
"What are you going to do?" Wei Wushuang whispered, "I'll kick you to death later~!"
"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, and love is deep enough to kick." Jia Pingan finished measuring, put the excess thread into his mouth, and ground it with his teeth.
"I'll get you a jade bracelet later."
I blamed him wrong!
Wei Wushuang originally wanted to apologize, but when he thought that Jia Pingan was teasing himself with such a playful smile on weekdays, he felt that it was offset.
Jia Pingan found that Wei Wushuang said very little, which was a bad habit, "When will you leave the palace?"
"When you return to Chang'an, you will leave the palace."
"That's right." Wei Wushuang thought about the previous events, "I met the prince earlier, and he said that if His Majesty rewards things at that time, he will also reward them."
Li Zhong What does this mean?
court?
Jia Pingan felt unrealistic.
"The Queen and Elder Sister are incompatible, so it is impossible for the Crown Prince to be kind to us, if there is..."
"That's also fake." Wei Wushuang understood this clearly.
These long legs, if...
Jia Ping'an's gaze was 'unfriendly'.
Why does this little thief keep looking at my legs?
Wei Wushuang is often troubled by his long legs, but Jia Pingan expresses his love for them every time.
His aesthetics made Wei Wushuang a little confused.
Although the little thief often teases me, he never messes up and is very measured.
Other people look at me because of my face, and some people look at me fiercely, and I kick them away. It's just that no one is looking at my feet. The little thief looked at it like this, probably not admiring it, but comforting me.
Thinking of this, Wei Wushuang felt that he was wrong in the past.
This is a very kind man. I am concerned about my long legs, so he specifically said that my long legs are beautiful.
That's right, Gong Zheng has a vicious eye on people, but he said that I am blessed to marry a thief.
Wei Wushuang raised his eyes and glanced at Jia Pingan, with a rare embarrassment in his eyes.
The cold beauty was ashamed, and Jia Pingan immediately...
Too bad it's outside.
Wei Wushuang saw the movement in his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to kick him.
What if... what if he is rude to me after leaving the palace?
Kick it hard... It's still the same as before.
Yes, this little thief loves grabbing my legs.
When thinking of his leg being held by Jia Pingan, Wei Wushuang wanted to kick someone.
Jia Pingan knew that the current Wei Wushuang couldn't molested too deeply, so he said seriously, "How do you deal with this?"
"I said I haven't passed the door yet."
Good means!
"It really is my good wife!"
Jia Ping'an couldn't help feeling that sister's eyes were vicious.
But looking at such an iceberg beauty, he couldn't help but want to tease her, making her blame or be angry. If she was shy, it would be a big success.
"Wu Shuang, how many children do you think we will have when we get married?"
Wei Wushuang's cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't speak.
"I'm thinking... a dozen or so, half male and half male..."
Does he really want that many kids?
Wei Wushuang didn't understand, but he panicked instinctively.
"I...I'm going back."
Wei Wushuang's ears turned red.
Jia Ping'an was overjoyed, "If you need something later, remember to find Sister."
Wei Wushuang hummed, and then entered the palace.
After arriving at Jiang Han's place, Jiang Han saw that her expression was not right, so he asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"nothing."
She thought about it later, but who could she ask?
Only the emperor's women in the palace knew about having children.
The only person she can ask is Wu Mei.
She didn't want to go at first, but thinking about Wu Mei's closeness to her, she went to see her later.
She was waiting outside to report. It was afternoon, and there were quite a lot of people coming and going at Wu Mei's side, so it was inevitable to take a second look at her.
"Get out of the way!"
Someone shouted behind him.
Wei Wushuang leaned back, but there was a raised cornerstone next to her. She tried her best, but the waiter behind her who was holding a food box still bumped into her.
"Bitch dog slave!"
The food box swayed from the impact, and Wei Wushuang's thigh was also hurt from the impact. Don't worry about it, it will definitely be bruised later.
There were probably some cool drinks in the food box, a food box was delivered by three servants, one of them kicked his leg without any explanation.
The other person saw those long legs, "Wait a minute!"
But the shout was a bit late.
Wei Wushuang pressed one hand on the side of the upper railing, his body rose into the air at once, and while avoiding the kick, he swept it away with his leg.
Boom!
The waiter hit his shoulders and legs, and then fell down.
People around were stunned.
"Wei Wushuang?"
Wei Wushuang took a step back and said coldly, "I'm not in the way."
Here is the side of the steps. These servants talked nonsense all the way, and ended up going astray.
"Where is Zhaoyi's fruit pulp?"
A servant came out to ask.
The food box fell to the ground, the pot inside turned over, and the pulp was all gone. ,
The servant who fell to the ground screamed while clutching his shoulders. One of the other two companions went to help him, and the other pointed to Wei Wushuang and said, "This is the man who knocked the food box to the ground... and hurt others."
The servant who came out took a look at Wei Wushuang, "Come in."
The two servants supported the injured companion and sneered at Wei Wushuang.
Wei Wushuang walked inside with his head down.
The temperature is very good, the ground is shaded by the bedroom, Wu Mei is sitting on it, Li Hong is playing below, Zhou Shan is chasing after him like an old hen.
A group of people came over, and the servant approached and whispered.
The three servants smiled, and one of them said, "This is the person from Gongzheng."
Another person said fiercely, "So what about Gong Zheng's people? Gong Zheng acts the most impartially, and will definitely make decisions for us."
Jiang Han's reputation for impartiality is very loud in the palace, so everyone is not worried about favoritism.
Wu Mei raised her eyes and said lightly: "Wu Shuang, come here."
Wei Wushuang approached, Wu Mei smiled and said: "But you are looking for me?"
"yes."
Wei Wushuang said in a low voice: "I am not blocking the way."
"Don't talk about this." Wu Mei asked: "What is it?"
The three servants felt something was wrong.
The news that Wei Wushuang was going to get married was spread in a small area, how did they know.
Wei Wushuang said in a low voice: "Earlier, Uncle Wuyang said... that he would have more than a dozen children. I don't know if that's possible."
A dozen kids?
Wu Mei suddenly burst out laughing.
"This narrow, hahahaha!"
What's the meaning?
Wei Wushuang was puzzled.
Shao Peng persuaded: "Zhaoyi, don't laugh."
"You can't laugh, so why are you still alive?" Wu Mei smiled and said, "He's coaxing you. The average girl has two, three, four or five children at most. More than ten children...that's him coaxing you."
That little thief!
Wei Wushuang has black lines all over his head.
"You just take this as a joke." Wu Mei smiled.
Wei Wushuang resigned.
Wu Mei glanced at the three servants, and said indifferently: "What's the matter with them? How to deal with them, how to deal with them."
…
Jia Pingan went down the mountain.
"Old man, do you think there will be heavy rain this year?"
In a farmer’s house at the foot of the mountain, Jia Ping’an was squatting, and an old man was squatting opposite, with his little grandson lying on his back, looking up from time to time to take a peek at Jia Ping’an, and then screaming and hiding again.
The ravine-like wrinkles on the old man's face moved, his eyes squinted, "I can't tell! It has rained in previous years, but I can't tell if it rains in this place. I can't see the weather recently."
"That's good."
Jia Ping'an felt a little relieved, wondering if he had misremembered the time.
For example, the flood happened when it came next time.
He got up and was about to go back. Seeing the child looking at him curiously, he smiled and took out a greased paper bag, "Here."
The old man refused, "How dare you want it? Don't dare."
Jia Pingan stuffed the oiled paper bag to the child, touched the top of his head, "Go to study if you have the chance."
The child took the oil-paper bag and stared blankly at Jia Pingan.
But there is more light in the eyes.
Jia Ping’an’s words today will plant a seed in his heart.
—Read books when you get the chance.
He envies Jia Ping'an, so he will target him, this is the driving force.
When Jia Ping'an left the house, Bao Dong said in a low voice, "Uncle Wu Yang, these children have no place to study."
"I know." Jia Pingan said flatly: "There is always a way."
Aristocratic families dismissed the imperial examinations, relying on their own profound family knowledge, and the imperfect structure of Datang's education system made this dismissive justified. .
The highest school in the Tang Dynasty recruited the children of powerful officials. Of course, if you want to say that the children of ordinary people also entered the Guozijian, there were indeed some, but they entered mathematics, which is similar to the technical schools of later generations.
In this way, the people below can only farm the land, and the people above rely on their study hegemony and family relationships to firmly hold the upward channel.
There is only a gap left in this passage, and occasionally people from the bottom can float up, and then they are drawn and assimilated...
This is the class solidification of the Datang version.
Wu Mei is the one who breaks this class solidification!
"The imperial examinations began in the former Sui Dynasty, but at the beginning it was the first emperor..."
"Imperial examination?" Bao Dong was puzzled, "Isn't that a lie?"
"Nonsense!" Jia Pingan scolded with a smile: "That's not deceiving people, but that there are not many scholars here."
Bao Dong scratched his head, "Then what is the imperial examination?"
"Keep hope." Jia Pingan walked slowly, "The poems and prose of the first emperor were only circulated at the upper level. The emperor and his ministers were in harmony with each other. The people below looked at this scene with reverence. People who want to snoop on it will only get their heads smashed.
The imperial examination is a pipe, one end is connected to the people below, and the other end is pierced to the upper level. The people below can get into this pipe and go all the way to the top. "
Uncle Wu Yang is really too naive!
Lei Hong stroked his beard, "Uncle Wuyang, I have a good friend in the Ministry of Officials. He said that it is difficult for officials who have entered the imperial examination to be promoted, and they are looked down upon by the children of those powerful and high-ranking officials!"
This is the status quo.
"Will be fine."
Li Zhi is also **** about the imperial examination, but at least he pays more attention to it than the first emperor.
It wasn't until Wu Mei that the imperial examinations got on the right track.
The imperial examination began in the former Sui Dynasty, but the real Daxing was in the period of Wu Mei.
Whether it's a name or a department, or an official who vigorously promotes the imperial examination to become an official, it is closely related to Wu Mei. In order to improve the status of imperial examination candidates, she even made a palace examination hosted by the emperor himself.
There is also martial arts, which was also brought out during her period.
As a result, the imperial examination has become the way for everyone to get promoted. With the increasing number of officials who passed the imperial examination and the continuous promotion of this group, they gradually gained the right to speak. Therefore, those who passed the imperial examination to become an official were regarded as genuinely capable, while those who became officials through the shadow of their family were regarded as incompetent.
The purpose of all this is to open up the channels of circulation between the upper and lower classes, and break the dream of the aristocratic families and powerful officials who want to solidify the class!
A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a rat begets a hole. We will always be high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and the descendants of the mud-legged children and grandchildren below will always work for us in the fields.
This is class solidification.
"It will definitely be fine!" Jia Pingan said firmly.
What he thought of was the description of later generations.
In that prosperous age...the sackcloth was like snow, and it was full of Jiuqu.
The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty began from this.
Jia Ping'an raised his head, his eyes full of longing.
At that time, I will stand somewhere and watch those candidates enter the examination room.
"Uncle Wuyang."
A hundred riders came to report, "Uncle Wuyang, I found a group of people in the mountains."
"Do you have weapons?"
"have!"
Jia Ping'an ordered: "Call the brothers and encircle and suppress."
Three waves of people were discovered this time, one was Liu Xi and Concubine Xiao Shu's plan to slander Wu Mei, the other was Li Ke's people, and the third wave was unknown.
Baiqi moved immediately.
"Your Majesty, Baiqi found the thief, and Uncle Wu Yang took people to surround him."
"knew."
Li Zhi put down the document, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, "Since I took the throne, I have been sleepless all night, just for the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty. These thieves are only for the selfishness of the family. Tell Uncle Wuyang to kill them all!"
Wang Zhongliang said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you are alive!"
Don't you want to track down who is behind it?
Live?
"Who could it be? It is never someone, let alone a certain family, that the emperor wants to do. The emperor does it... blood is flowing!" Li Zhi said indifferently: "This is not the time."
The enemy of the emperor is never a family, but a huge force!
What's the use of strangling a family at this moment?
It will only let the opponent use this to form a group to fight against the emperor.
Li Zhi picked up the document, as if talking to someone, "I'm waiting for that day!"
…
The mountains are stretching, sometimes beautiful, sometimes steep.
Hundreds of riders are searching along the mountain road.
"They were ahead before."
A hundred riders pointed to the ridge in front of the left and said: "There are more than ten people who fled after seeing me waiting."
Jia Pingan looks around...
"The road here is steep, and there is a small river on the right, which is easy to hide. Separate!"
The hundred riders separated and outflanked the left and right. The target was this area with complex terrain.
A hundred cavalry hurriedly chased after them, "Uncle Wuyang, His Majesty has ordered you to kill them all."
Jia Pingan nodded.
This order has a deep meaning, and it represents Li Zhi's mentality that he does not want to turn against the powerful family at this time.
Cheng Da led a group of people to another place, and Ming Jing followed Jia Pingan as the supervisor's servant. Seeing him squinting at a mountain stream, he asked, "Do you suspect that they are hiding here?"
Jia Pingan shook his head, "This place is wide and the terrain is complicated. More than a dozen people want to hide their tracks. It seems simple to others, but this is Baiqi! I have been training for a long time, and today I will let those ground mice see what is called crushing." !"
"Footprints!"
Someone is shouting ahead.
"Shield!"
The shield is ready for protection in front of Jia Pingan.
"Uncle Wuyang, footprints were found in front of him, and the grass on the right side was trampled on, and then he was helped up."
Jia Pingan glanced at the right side.
There is a gap between the two small peaks on the right, and there is a hillside on the upper side, with a large area.
There are many trees on the hillside, and more than ten pairs of eyes are staring at Baiqi below.
"That's Jia Ping'an, and the person next to him should be the servant sent by the emperor."
The red-faced man headed by sneered: "He took more than 20 people and wanted to strangle us? Idiots!"
"Look, there are three shields around him, he is so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, it makes people laugh."
The red-faced man saw Baiqi starting his search, and ordered: "The brothers in front should start."
Before the words fell, Baiqi shouted excitedly in front of the left: "I found the trace of the thief!"
"That brother can't come back..."
This is the bait, responsible for luring Baiqi away, and then these people can move along the trend, and it will be difficult to find them at that time.
The bait should be prepared for sacrifice.
The red-faced man saw that the Baiqi below started to attack, he smiled and said: "We have been in the mountain for ten days, Baiqi, Qianniuwei, and those sergeants are taking turns patrolling, and they still have nothing to do with us. If someone coughed today, it wouldn't be too late. ..."
"Prepare…"
Everyone prepares to move down the mountain.
At this moment, Jia Ping'an turned around and took a look here.
This look is cold!
…
Good night!
(end of this chapter)