Chapter 863 This student is called...
Waking up in the morning, Zhang Meng hurriedly washed up.
"Eat breakfast!"
Zhang got up early and made breakfast.
"Aye, I'll go to school to eat."
Mathematics provides free meals, three meals a day. But Zhang Meng knew that many of his classmates were from poorer families than himself, so he ate dinner at home every day except breakfast and lunch.
Mrs. Ma came out of the kitchen, stretched out his hand to fan the steam in front of his eyes, and said, "Da Lang, think about what Auntie said last night. Why do you study? Isn't it just to make money? It's not shameful to work for a rich family. Auntie It’s just working in those other people’s houses, doing my own job well, getting a lot of money and food every month, and sometimes taking advantage of it…”
Zhang Meng sniffed, "Aniang, I will find a way to go to the household department..."
It’s not that he didn’t have the opportunity to go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, he had it the year before last, but at that time he felt that his knowledge was not enough, and he was eager to study in school, so he declined.
In the second year, the Ministry of Household Affairs skipped him when recruiting people.
"you!"
Knowing about that, Mrs. Ma said angrily: "The Ministry of Household asked you to do something, but you refused. That's the Ministry of Household! He slapped them in the face, and those officials kept silent, but they would kill you in secret." Treat it as a thorn, how can you still be wanted? You...you..."
The more Ma Shi thought about it, the more angry he became.
Zhang Hao limped out and said with a smile, "What's the rush with the child? It's not that we can't work, and it's good to let the child study for a few more years. The drum is about to beat, Da Lang hasten to go."
Mrs. Ma glared at him, "The household department has no chance, where else can I go? Even if Dalang can go to Chang'an County and Wannian County as a small official...then I will die in peace."
Zhang Hao waved his hand, signaling his son to leave quickly.
After Zhang Meng left, Zhang Hao persuaded: "Our Dalang has his own ideas and seems amiable, but his own affairs are never ambiguous... What can we do as parents? As long as he doesn't do harm, don't do evil, young knight-errant , don’t idle around, then support him.”
Ma Shi suddenly squatted on the ground, pressed his face on his arms and began to cry.
"Who am I for? Isn't it for Dalang to live a good life? But look at his appearance, do you think I am making trouble for no reason?"
Zhang persuaded for a while, and then the couple checked the house and went out to do something.
"Hello Zhang, is your Dalang still studying?"
A neighbor was squatting to eat breakfast, holding a huge bowl, and asked.
Before Zhang Hao could speak, Ma said loudly: "Da Lang's knowledge is very good, everyone in the school praises him!"
The neighbor thought about it, "Is Dalang seventeen? Seventeen years old and still studying..."
Mashi felt a pain in his heart, and said, "My family is happy!"
Money can't buy me, I'm happy!
How?
The neighbor smiled, shook his head, and went in with a bowl.
Neighbors from an alley came out one after another.
"It's so difficult to stretch a good leg, but your Dalang doesn't understand. He should have come out to do things two years ago, hey!"
"Mr. Ma, you should talk about your Dalang at any rate. Don't let the children decide for themselves."
Mashi's complexion was not good, and when he arrived at the employer's house later, he laughed and talked kindly to the housekeeper, and smiled humblely when he saw the servants.
Waiting outside the master's child's room, a maid came out with a basin and gave Ma Shi a sideways look, "When did you come here?"
This is the maid on duty at night. Ma Shi was not late, but he dared not refute when he scolded her. He quickly took the water basin and said with a smile: "Qiaohua just rest, I'll come."
The owner of this family is called Cheng Yu, and his ancestors have made some contributions, so after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, he was made a marquis. When it was passed down to this generation, Cheng Yu had already left the mainstream official circles and became a minor official. But his grandfather was quite good at business when he was there, so the family was rich and lived a good life.
Qiaoyun and others are domestic slaves, while Ma Shi is a foreign worker who takes care of children very well. Qiaoyun and the others felt that Ma Shi's performance made them lose points, and they would inevitably be squeezed out.
But Zhang Hao didn’t have so many troubles. The shopkeeper of Huangshi Restaurant didn’t have him at all, and those guys didn’t have him at all…
The lowest floor in the restaurant is for dishwashing and chopsticks. Even the people who clean up the slops can get oil and water, which is higher than him.
Huangshi Restaurant, you can know the origin just by looking at the name... It is rumored that Zhang Liang met Huang Shigong in the former Han Dynasty, and only then did he learn the art of war. It is elegant to use Huangshi as the name of the restaurant here.
Generally people eat breakfast at home, only those who are idle will come to restaurants for dinner.
Woke up in the morning, washed slowly, went out slowly, and went to Pingkangfang to find something to eat. And these idlers are generally bored, so they will gather together to keep warm and look for 'like-minded' people in restaurants. Let's talk nonsense, you treat guests today, and I treat guests tomorrow. This is a typical friendship with wine and meat, but if you can't stand it, it can relieve loneliness!
Not long after Zhang Hao arrived, the bowls and chopsticks were delivered.
The two large wooden basins were full of water. He sat there, bent over and lowered his head to clean the dishes. Here is the first cleaning, and then take it to the second large wooden basin and wash it thoroughly.
I don’t know how long it took, after this wave of dishes and chopsticks were washed, Zhang Hao slowly straightened his waist, only to hear a crackling sound from his waist, and the pain was unbearable.
He held the sore place with his backhand, frowned and raised his head, but the soreness in his neck was unbearable.
"Hiss..."
He slowly moved his back and neck, and just about to stand up and turn around, two guys came carrying a basket of dishes and chopsticks. With a bang, the bamboo basket stopped on the ground, and the two turned around and left without looking at Zhang Hao the whole time.
Zhang Hao dragged the basket over, then bent over and lowered his head...
The water splashed slightly, and the oil stains and leftovers kept sinking and floating in the big wooden basin, just like his life.
…
As soon as Zhang Meng arrived at school, he rushed to the cafeteria.
"What's for dinner today?" He asked out of breath.
A group of students who can overwhelm their parents’ eyes shined brightly, “It’s a big row of glutinous rice, tsk tsk! The big row is full of meat and pancakes, but I don’t like vegetables.”
Zhang Meng frowned, "Mr. said that you must eat vegetables. If people don't eat vegetables, all kinds of harm will happen to the body."
After queuing up, there was a big row of Huto and a pancake. Zhang Meng found a seat and sat down. Seeing that there were rare vegetables in this season on the Huto, he couldn't help secretly praising Jia Ping'an's hard work.
The large row of Hoto is fragrant, with a bite of meat, a mouthful of Hoto, and a mouthful of oily pancakes, I feel that even the soul has been sublimated.
After eating, he rushed to class with a full belch.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late."
A group of students ran fast, forgetting the explanation that they should not exercise vigorously after eating.
Zhang Meng felt that the food in his throat was about to come out, so he rushed into the classroom and quickly found a seat to sit down... Assistant teacher Mr. Yang has already arrived.
—The teaching assistants in mathematics are all Mr., but the students call them by their surnames. For example, Mr. Yang... the title of Mr. without a surname belongs to Jia Pingan.
Then the class begins.
After a quarter of an hour, a few people came outside, headed by Han Wei, who greeted him sideways after entering the classroom.
Mr. Han is so respectful, who is here?
The students were looking forward to it, and when they saw Jia Pingan walking in with a smile, they couldn't help cheering.
"Sir! Sir!"
Jia Pingan squeezed his hands, but the cheers grew louder. When other classes heard the cheers, they immediately started clamoring.
"Mr. Lecture!"
"Mr. Lecture!"
Jia Ping'an's class is the most popular among the students. Whether it's about the world or investigating things, he can always speak with great interest.
Jia Ping'an's head is full of black lines...
He nodded slightly, and an official came in outside.
Huang Wan's eyes turned and fixed on Zhang Meng.
Jia Pingan said with a smile: "Since the new school entered mathematics, the gentlemen have worked hard to educate people, the students have studied hard, and some people have been selected by the household department..."
His eyes were calm, "At the beginning, many people said that the students of Xinxue could not find a way out, and this result gave them a slap in the face. Even if many students wavered and went to the Imperial College, I never doubted the future of Xinxue .”
"First!"
He stretched out his index finger, "His Majesty ordered the Ministry of Finance to allocate money and food for mathematics, and then expanded the school building and recruited more teachers. What did you think... Yes, after that, mathematics will expand, and the student union will increase..."
The students couldn't help cheering.
"Is this an order from His Majesty?"
"Your Majesty pays attention to arithmetic, and we are finally in our prime."
The classroom was too noisy, Han Wei wanted to scold, but Jia Pingan shook his head.
Young people should be wanton and youthful. It is good to study hard all day long, but such a life will leave regrets.
After the voice became quieter, Jia Pingan said: "Secondly, Zhang Meng got up."
The joy on Zhang Meng's face froze, he got up slowly, and looked at Jia Pingan with some anxiety.
Jia Ping went down and looked at him, "The year before last, I heard that Zhang Meng was arrogant and arrogant in mathematics. The Ministry of Finance picked him, but he refused to go, saying that his knowledge was not enough, and he wanted to further his studies... Do you know what I was thinking at the time?"
He looked at the students, "My life has a limit, but knowledge has no limit. If there is a limit, there is no limit. It is my own. A person's life is short, but the pace of exploring the understanding of this world cannot be stopped. I am very happy that there are students who can So eager to learn, so Huang Shilang invited me to come forward today... and here I am."
What's the matter?
Everyone thought it was weird, but they felt that it was a good thing to be afraid.
Mr. has never praised a student so much... Zhang Meng was a little flustered, "Sir, I...I..."
Jia Pingan said: "I know your situation. You don't want to study hard only in mathematics. Now there is a good thing... Huang Shilang of the Ministry of Industry thinks that you are quite talented in construction and wants to take you away. , take it with you to teach...Zhang Meng..."
Zhang Meng's mind was buzzing, "I..."
Ministry Minister of the Ministry of Industry, please move your husband to ask me... How important is this?
I…
Zhang Meng sniffed, and suddenly tears fell.
"gentlemen…"
This ability let him know that he is not a fish in a pond, but just waiting for the opportunity.
The time has come today.
"Students dare not or forget Mr.'s teachings, and they will always be remembered."
Zhang Meng choked up and knelt down.
The boy is in a great mood!
Jia Pingan went to help him up, "I just teach you to see the world, and you have to learn to walk the rest of the way by yourself. No matter where you go, remember to keep learning... I will let them give you a steady stream of follow-up textbooks. Send it. People must have goals in this world, and learning is the core goal. Remember, wherever you go, you must spread new learning.”
The emperor has begun to support Xinxue unscrupulously, so why is he worried?
Go! young people!
Zhang Meng stood up and responded, "Students will definitely let the new learning flourish, so as to live up to the teachings of the teacher."
Jia Pingan took a step back in relief, and gave this student this glorious moment.
The eyes of those classmates were full of joy and envy, and they looked at Zhang Meng crying silently.
Before Huang Wanwan, "I became an official with Confucianism, and then I realized my ignorance when I came to the Ministry of Industry. I had to learn everything from the beginning. For this reason, I went to Taizhou to learn shipbuilding, and went to the workshop to watch smelting... After studying for many years, this I have only learned a little superficial. But you pointed directly at the core of construction, which shocked the old man..."
He looked at Zhang Meng and said enviously: "Look at you, you have learned this skill that I am envious of at a young age. Now that you have this skill, you should use it to strengthen the Tang Dynasty and serve the country and the people. "
Zhang Meng followed Huang Wan away.
Jia Ping'an just wanted to get away, but the teaching assistant and the students worked together to block him in the classroom.
"Sir, teach us a lesson."
I still have something to do!
Jia Ping's head is full.
"That's all."
Zhang Meng followed to the Ministry of Industry, but becoming an official is not that simple, and he has to report to the Ministry of Industry for review.
"A math student?"
"Well, it's called Zhang Meng."
There were some disturbances in the Ministry of Officials, and they were a little surprised when they learned that this person was personally nominated by Huang Shilang from the Ministry of Industry.
A small official took the resume and looked at it, "Zhang Meng from Shengpingfang, isn't this my neighbor? I know this kid. He was spotted by the Ministry of Households the year before last, but he declined... saying that he still wants to study.
The household department got angry and felt that this person was arrogant, so they gave up on him. I also said that Zhang Meng was in serious trouble and had no way out...I didn't expect that Huang Shilang would personally name him and take him away..."
Another official said: "It is said that Huang Shilang wants to take it with him to cultivate."
"The Ministry of Industry is different from other places. Many positions there need to know the method of construction, so most of them are passed on, one by one. But this is the first time that the minister has passed on the students. Those in the Imperial College are probably going to be jealous. .”
The little official praised: "What a Zhang Meng, I'm afraid the future of this person is not small."
The colleague next to him smiled and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and show your friendship?"
"That's reasonable. That Zhang Meng is only seventeen years old, and he has a bright future ahead, at least I'm far behind. I don't take advantage of this opportunity to form a good relationship... Am I stupid?" The little official nodded, "I'm going to ask for leave , go home."
The little official went all the way back to Shengpingfang, and talked to his parents and wife who were at home.
"Minister of the Ministry of Industry! We can only see each other from a distance, but Zhang Meng can be an official by his side... How can the Zhang family be like this?"
"The neighbors said that he was probably useless, but now he has turned around."
The little official said with a smile: "Aye, remember to prepare some gifts and deliver them later when Zhang Meng's parents come back. Say something kind, but don't be flattering, otherwise you will be looked down upon..."
Flattery is not always useful, many times flattery will only be exchanged for contempt.
"I know, I know, the old man had some friendship with Zhang Hao back then, and I went to drink with him at night, after two glasses of wine, all the friendship came back."
The little official went back with peace of mind.
His wife went to prepare gifts, and was asked when she came back, so she said casually; "Zhang Meng is promising, and I will go to his house to see later."
Gossip is forever...
The neighbors gathered around, "Is Zhang Meng successful? How is he successful?"
Speaking out, isn’t it giving resources to others? The little official's wife regretted it, "It's nothing, it's nothing."
Her behavior made the neighbors feel itchy.
…
The household department exploded!
The new household minister, Dou Dexuan, is roaring.
"Yan Liben is shameless! Huang Wan is a bitch!"
He was originally an old courtier, and he served beside Li Yuan in the Sui Dynasty, and his seniority was in a mess. After Li Zhi succeeded to the throne, he was appointed as the imperial doctor, and after Lu Chengqing was demoted, he took over as the Minister of the Household Department.
Dou Dexuan patted the table, "Go! Go and learn to ask why this happened?"
The officials of the household department were driven by Dou Dexuan like dogs to go out to inquire.
The news of this question is enlarged.
—Huang Wan from the Ministry of Industry took a fancy to a mathematics student named Zhang Meng, and even went to ask for him in person, preparing to take him with him to train him.
The speed of gossip spread beyond imagination, and it didn't take long for Dongxishi, Pingkangfang, and those powerful people to know about it.
…
Ma Shi's work in Cheng's family is not heavy, just taking care of the two-year-old child. She is careful and experienced in taking care of children... Zhang Meng was raised by her alone when he was a child, so the master's family is quite relieved.
Hold the child to tease him, talk to him about chicken and duck, and teach him some words, let him stand on the couch and walk...
These tasks are done naturally and easily by Ma Shi.
"Ms. Ma, it's time to eat."
Someone shouted outside.
"coming."
Ma Shi went out with the child in his arms, but Qiao Yun and the others turned a blind eye and gathered together to eat with bowls.
Outsiders are excluded in this way.
Ma Shidui took his meal with a smile, put the bowl on the ground, and took a bite to coax the child. The maids are all watching, and if the child is not suitable, they will go up and take over... By the way, they will look for Ma Shi's fault.
The so-called "Where there are people, there are Jianghu", this statement is somewhat interesting, but from another angle you will be more clear: Where there are interests, there are Jianghu!
Originally, everyone was a slave and maidservant, no matter whether you fought over each other, they were all thrashing about in a pond. Unexpectedly, an outsider came suddenly and snatched the biggest benefit... This caused public outrage.
Ma Shi eats hard, but he always smiles.
She knows a word: serve other people's bowls and serve others' control. What's more, this meal is free, saving money for the family. So no matter how hard she worked, she still ate happily.
"I have met Mr. Lang."
A well-maintained fair face, after several generations of rich and noble life, it has a demeanor.
Cheng Yu came in slowly, his eyes turned, and the female steward hurried forward and smiled apologetically.
"Your Majesty, is there something to do? If you have something to do, just tell the slave."
Cheng Yu turned his eyes and suddenly turned to the left.
Several maids who had gathered for dinner on the left quickly stood up to greet her.
A maid was a little excited...Yesterday, Mr. Lang looked at me more, did he come to look for me?
In an instant, her mind was full of those sparrows flying on the branches and turning into phoenixes...
Ms. Ma holds the child in one hand and eats with the other. She has to finish eating quickly, and then feed the child...
Even if it is a child born to a concubine, it is enviable to live in such a wealthy family.
A shadow fell over her, and the child cried, "Aye! Aye!"
Mrs. Ma looked up and saw that it was Cheng Yu. In a panic, he threw away the chopsticks, picked up the child and said, "I didn't care about Mr. Xiaolang, so I went to feed him."
Cheng Yu shook his head slightly, "Your son... last time you said that he was studying mathematics?"
Mrs. Ma nodded, ecstatic in her heart, "Mr. Lang, my Dalang settles accounts quickly and well..."
Is this to recruit my Dalang?
How much money and food can you give?
Cheng Yu smiled, "You said his name is Zhang Meng or something?"
"Zhang Meng."
Mrs. Ma was overjoyed and felt that this matter was reliable.
She couldn't help but smiled flatteringly.
Cheng Yu's eyes were full of smiles, "The Cheng family may not be able to use you anymore."
Mashi's face was pale, "Mr. Lang, slave... slave did not make a mistake..."
Qiaoyun and the others over there are all holding back their laughter.
The scourge is leaving.
Cheng Yu shook his head, "The news came just before that Huang Wan, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, went to mathematics school and invited Mr. Jia to come forward, just to get a student... Huang Shilang will personally train this student..."
He smiled and said, "This student is called... Zhang Meng."
…
Good night!
(end of this chapter)