Chapter 930 So... what are you proud of
Wang Bo is just a talented literati to Jia Pingan, but he is a little more talented, and his casual words are the best songs of all ages.
If everything is ignored, it will still be a tragedy for Wang Bo to follow the trajectory.
But there are so many people in the world, and Jia Ping'an couldn't manage them one by one, so he didn't say anything to help when he saw Wang Fuchou and his son being dealt with by Huang Yao that day.
You can't interfere with many things at will, otherwise you will be overstepping the rules.
Weiying knows this best, so he never troubles his son-in-law.
Such an old man makes people feel very cute, but it also hurts.
The son-in-law of the future generations is half of the son-in-law. Of course, there are also son-in-laws who are not close to the wife's family, but overall it is not bad.
It’s true that the father-in-law has something to do, and the son-in-law is in his early years. Everyone gives a thumbs up and praises the son-in-law.
But Weiying doesn’t look for Jia Ping’an when she has nothing to do, and she doesn’t look for Jia Ping’an when she has something to do. This makes people very helpless.
"Wang Bo?"
Jia Ping'an thought that Wang Bo could be nicknamed Wang Keng Dae.
Historically, this child has made his father miserable, and now he doesn't worry about it.
Weiying nodded, "I've seen that kid before, and he's a little arrogant, but it's not bad, just arrogant."
That is to say, I feel that I am so awesome that the world can't hold me anymore, so I look at people with the top of my head.
Jia Pingan has seen many of these people in later generations, and he laughed it off at the beginning, but he didn’t even laugh later... You are proud of you, it’s none of my business!
When encountering such people, he usually keeps a respectful distance, and doesn't even want to talk to them.
But Wang Bo is only twelve years old.
Jia Pingan smiled and said: "This is a trivial matter, my father-in-law can rest assured."
"Is it really a trivial matter?" Wei Ying was worried after all, worried that her son-in-law would pay the price.
Jia Ping'an smiled, "It's really a trivial matter."
He looked at the environment here, "Mother-in-law's craftsmanship is good, so please ask mother-in-law to make some wine and vegetables."
Weiying smiled and said, "This is a trivial matter."
Jia Pingan then called Xu Xiaoyu over.
"When you go to Wannian County, just say that I will host a banquet here for Huang Yao."
Xu Xiaoyu went out immediately.
Then Wei Jie went to buy ingredients again, coming in and out for a while, which made Wang Fuchou a little restless.
Weiying came out, "Wang Shaofu, please sit down for a while."
"It's easy to talk about."
Weiying did not tactfully issue the order to evict the guest, which meant that he was planning for this matter, no, it was Jia Pingan who was planning.
Wang Fuchou was restless, but he couldn't help feeling sad when he thought about his son.
Such a clever son!
According to his opinion, Wang Bo is smarter than his grandfather Wang Tong, otherwise how could he have read the Six Classics of his grandfather thoroughly at the age of ten?
But children who are too smart will be arrogant, and once they are arrogant, they will easily offend others.
Why!
He was thinking wildly, and even thought about his son's future future.
The old Wang family has declined, so Wang Bo is not qualified to be an official. The way to become an official is the imperial examination.
However, to become an official in the imperial examination must either have outstanding ability or someone above, otherwise it will be difficult for a lifetime.
Wang Bo is twelve years old, what should he do if he continues to be so arrogant?
It's time to teach him well.
How can it be taught?
Wang Fuchou felt quite helpless when he thought of his own temperament... He had never been able to speak harshly, let alone punish his son with a stick... Let alone a stick, he couldn't even be violent.
Why!
This son is worrying!
Footsteps came, Weiying came.
"Wei Gong..."
Wang Fuchou stayed alone for a long time, but he didn't complain.
Wei Ying smiled and nodded.
Immediately there was the sound of horseshoes outside.
"Where is Duke Jia?"
Huang Yao's voice was full of joy.
Wang Fuchou froze for a moment, Weiying had already gone out.
"I have seen Huang Mingfu."
Huang Yao said kindly, "Excuse me."
Then the two went in.
The tables are set, the drinks are set...
But there is one more person.
Wang Fuchou came out from the side and saluted, "I've seen Huang Mingfu."
Huang Yao's eyes were slightly cold, and then he said with a smile: "You are here too."
"yes."
Wang Fuchou was very respectful.
At this time, Jia Pingan came out from behind, holding a fat boy in his arms, and said with a smile: "We should treat guests more solemnly, but this kid is making a fuss, and his mother can't coax him. I'm the only one here... I've neglected Huang Mingfu. .”
Huang Yao clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Your son looks quite cute. Good luck, Mr. Jia."
The two made some concessions, and in the end Jia Pingan went in first.
After the food and wine were served, Wei Ying raised his glass, "Today, Huang Mingfu was neglected."
"Where, what Duke Wei said is that he didn't regard the old man as a friend."
Huang Yao smiled very calmly.
Jia Ping’an’s showing up with the child seemed to have neglected him, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn’t help wanting to be overwhelmed.
If Jia Ping'an wanted to neglect him intentionally, all he had to do was sit inside without moving.
Appearing with a child, this is an extremely cordial gesture: Look, I don’t even avoid you in such a homely way, it’s almost as good as a family.
Each era has its own code of conduct, what can and cannot be done, and everyone has a steelyard in their hearts.
Then everyone toasted and drank.
Apart from saying hello, Huang Yao never looked at Wang Fuchou until the end.
Wang Fuchou felt a little uneasy.
After sending Huang Yao away with Weiying, Weiying turned around and said, "Don't worry, Huang Mingfu is a good man."
Wang Fuchou smiled, no matter what, Weiying has already helped to the end, success or failure is beyond his control.
"Thank you, Duke Wei."
The next day he came to the county seat early.
"It is said that there are thieves in Qujiang Pond, but the thieves are not stupid. Seeing us patrolling inside, they must hide. Hey! What's the use of going every day?"
"If you don't go, who is to blame if something happens? So you have to go every day."
"Poor Wang Shaofu took us to wander around Qujiang Pond every day. We are quite old, and our feet are covered with blisters."
"He offended Huang Mingfu, this is just the beginning!"
"Well, in the future, he will have countless little shoes to wear. Those who are smart will quickly invite themselves to work in prefectures and counties. Those who are not smart...Wang Shaofu is here."
Wang Fuchou entered the duty room and didn't care about cleaning, so he hurriedly explained today's affairs, and then prepared to set off for Qujiang Pond.
"Pitiful!"
Everyone looked at him, and they inevitably felt some sympathy.
"I have seen Huang Mingfu."
Huang Yao came, looking as majestic as ever.
This is to continue to wear small shoes.
Everyone is waiting to watch the excitement.
Huang Yao approached, coughed dryly, and said, "The thieves in Qujiang Pond have attracted the attention of the state capital, and they are very dissatisfied... Chang'an City is bounded by Zhuque Street, and the two counties of Chang'an Wannian are in charge of each side... Qujiang Pond is our Wannian County. The jurisdiction of Nian County..."
here we go!
Everyone gathered their minds and listened carefully.
"This is a disgrace to Wannian County."
Huang Yao looked stern, "Some are diligent, while others are lazy..."
coming!
Someone looked at Wang Fuchou with sympathetic eyes.
Huang Yao suddenly smiled, "Wang Shaofu is not in charge of catching thieves, but he still worked tirelessly to patrol the Qujiang Pond for several days. This kind of diligence makes the old man quite admire."
oh…
This magical turning point made everyone startled, and some even let out a groan.
What about giving him small shoes?
Wang Fuchou recalled yesterday's banquet...Huang Yao didn't even look at him at all, and Jia Pingan walked away after eating halfway, with the excuse that the children would make trouble in the backyard...
He felt that even if Huang Yao gave Jia Ping'an face, he would not give himself a good face.
But all of this collapsed in front of Huang Yao's spring-like smile.
"Wang Shaofu has worked hard these past few days, and it is said that his feet have blisters. This old man is not that vicious Shangguan..."
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
Shangguan told a joke, whether it’s good or not, everyone must laugh, the more sincere the laugh, the higher the score.
OK!
Shangguan probably can’t remember who laughed, but he will definitely remember who put on a straight face and pretended to compare, and I will deal with you later!
Huang Yao smiled very kindly, "I will give you three days off, so that you can rest at home and recharge your energy. When you come back, I will still have a heavy responsibility for you."
He nodded slightly and left.
Wang Fuchou stood there, completely dazed.
Huang Yao's attitude was completely beyond his expectations, it was as warm as a spring breeze.
"Meet Wang Shaofu!"
Everyone came up to salute, and their attitude became more respectful.
Wang Fuchou has a weak temperament and a bookish air. Like his father, the great Confucian Wang Tong, he is more suitable for learning rather than being an official.
So on weekdays, everyone doesn't respect him very much, and even look down on him...
But now it's different.
Huang Yao received his magical powers, and even showed a kind side, Wang Fuchou's spring has come.
Old Wang turned over, everyone naturally wanted to save face, and immediately praised him in various ways.
Although Wang Fuchou was obsessed with learning and couldn't extricate himself, he was not a stick... He turned around and cupped his hands at Weiying, "Thank you, Duke Wei."
Everyone looked at Weiying, and only then did they know the turning point of the matter.
Weiying just smiled, and after returning to the value room later, people kept coming to see him.
"Does Duke Wei have free time in his office?"
Weiying smiled and said: "The grandson at my husband's house has been making a fuss recently, and I have to go home and have a look after I leave the office."
"Wei Gong, I invite Wei Gong to drink some other day?"
"Thank you, I have a lot of things lately..."
These people all know that Weiying will not agree, but just like the previous situation, Weiying may not remember who came at this time, but he must remember those who did not come.
So this is the principle of being an official before being a man. You can’t be slick, you can’t see all directions, you can’t listen to all directions, you can’t pull your face off at any time...you still want to be a feathered official! Hurry up and go home to save the dead body, so as not to cause an accident to bring your colleagues and family members into trouble.
Wang Fuchou was taught a lesson today. He thought about the matter carefully and knew that the first person to be grateful to was Weiying.
But what he really wants to thank is Jia Pingan.
From the perspective of relationship studies, it is enough for him to thank Weiying. As for Jia Ping'an...that is Weiying's relationship.
But the world of technical geeks is different from that of ordinary people. Wang Fuchou thought about it and felt that he must thank Jia Pingan.
How can I thank you?
Wang Fuchou thought for a long time, and finally went to Dongshi to buy some gifts, then went home to find his son, and planned to go together to thank him.
"Sanlang, quickly follow me as my father."
Wang Fuchou has six sons, and like all fathers, he loves Wang Bo the most intelligent of the six children the most.
Wang Bo was studying hard behind closed doors. Hearing this, he came out and took a look. Seeing his father holding a gift, he asked, "Where is Aye planning to go?"
"Just follow along."
Wang Fuchou is not only weak, but also unable to manage the family...Since the wife left, the life of the Wang family has been moonlight, and every month's money and grain have been spent.
So Wang Bo was a little surprised that he brought a gift today.
But the old Wang family's urgency... I am so talented, do I still have to spend money? So if you have money, spend it has become the motto of the Wang family.
Father and son carried gifts all the way to Daodefang.
Jia Ping'an was detained again by Ren Yaxiang in the Ministry of War today, so when Wang Fuchou arrived at Jia's house, he signed up and said he was here to thank Jia Ping'an.
Du He looked confused, and immediately invited Di Renjie to treat the guests.
Di Renjie has nothing to do, but after a conversation, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Sure enough, he is a first-class child prodigy."
Lao Di had never seen a child prodigy in his life, so after Wang Bo wrote a poem, he was immediately astonished.
"Don't go, drink later."
When Di Renjie was happy, he called his son out to communicate with Wang Bo... His son's face turned ashen, and Di Renjie smiled bitterly: "The difference is a thousand miles, the difference is a thousand miles!"
He looked at Wang Bo curiously, "How does Wang Shaofu teach children? He can master the Six Classics at the age of ten... This is not a child prodigy at all, it is almost a gift from heaven."
Wang Fuchou is most proud of Wang Bo's intelligence, "Sanlang is eager to learn since he was a child, perhaps it is the legacy of his ancestors."
Di Renjie nodded, "The Wang family is a place where Confucianism flourishes. It has been accumulated for many years. It is not surprising that a child prodigy will emerge in one day."
But he felt a little bit of Wang Bo's arrogance, so he said cryptically: "Your son seems a little unhappy?"
—Your son is withdrawn, proud, and out of gregarious.
Wang Fuchou said awkwardly: "Sanlang is not feeling well..."
Di Renjie suddenly realized it, but knew it was prevarication.
"Lang Jun is back."
Jia Ping'an came back, and when he heard that Wang Fuchou and his son had come to thank him, he met them in the main hall.
"I have met Duke Jia."
Wang Bo saluted.
"Thank you, Junjun Jia, for your help."
Wang Fuchou presented a gift.
Jia Pingan looked at the clothes of the father and son, and knew that Wang Fuchou was not a good housekeeper.
"I don't know if I'm safe, this Wang Sanlang is a child prodigy..."
Di Renjie was worried that Jia Ping'an would lose face, so he nodded.
Wang Fuchou glanced at him. At first he thought Di Renjie was an aide of the Jia family, but judging from the address just now, he was not just an aide, but almost a friend.
Jia Pingan smiled and said: "I already knew that Wang Sanlang is very talented."
Immediately a conversation.
"Call Da Lang."
Jia Ping'an felt that it was time for the boss to pick up the guests.
The meeting between Jia Yu and Wang Bo was a bit funny. Wang Bo looked embarrassed, "Mr. Jia, why did you let a child come to receive me?", but Jia Yu greeted him seriously.
This kid is too arrogant.
Wang Fuchou suddenly showed embarrassment, "Mr. Jia doesn't know that Sanlang has a very lonely personality. I have taught him many times, but it is still useless... This time he angered Huang Ming's mansion. Fortunately, Duke Wei and Mr. Jia helped him escape ...The old man thought he could learn a lesson, but now it seems that it is useless..."
"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."
Jia Ping'an's casual words made Wang Fuchou's eyes shine brightly, "Mr. Jia's words are incisive, and Saburo is just like that. I also have a headache. Today, I came here. Apart from thanking you, I have a heartless request..."
He got up and bowed to the ground.
This is a great gift for scholars.
Jia Pingan frowned, Di Renjie shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Let's take a look."
Wang Fuchou straightened his waist, and Wang Bo beside him kept his expression unchanged.
Wang Fuchou pointed at him and said, "I can't teach this child anymore. I heard that Duke Jia's disciples are outstanding. I have the cheek... Sanlang, come here."
Wang Bo walked over, with some ominous premonition in his heart.
Wang Fuchou said, "Kneel down."
"Aye!"
Wang Bo was stunned, but Wang Fuchou had a rare cold face, "Kneel down."
Wang Bo knelt down with a plop.
Wang Fuchou smiled wryly: "This old man is so cheeky, I want to ask Mr. Jia to teach this child. If he has something to do in the future, it will be due to Mr. Jia...Old man..."
Old Wang bowed to the ground again.
Jia Pingan frowned.
A good man has to meet a good teacher... Di Renjie nodded slightly, thinking it was a good thing.
But how did he know about Wang Bo's urination. In future generations, this baby will be a top student in a certain university's junior class, and she looks down upon her classmates. When the students were still pondering a difficult problem, he quickly gave the answer, faster than the teacher.
This student can't teach anymore.
The teachers and students looked up at this tyrant, so the tyrant felt that the high place was extremely cold, lonely, empty and cold, and his arrogance was born spontaneously. Afterwards, anyone who dared to beep with him, whether it was the principal or a classmate, he just snorted lightly.
That's all, but this baby has a psychological problem... On the one hand, he feels that he is unparalleled in genius, and I am the best in the world, but he is repeatedly beaten by the society in practice, which is embarrassing.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so Wang Bo's mentality collapsed, so that he was later set up... But this idiot dared to kill people, which shows the extent to which his mentality collapsed at that time.
The number one scholar in the junior class of Tsinghua University and Peking University was beaten by the society after he left the society. His classmates who were worse than him all rose to the top, and the students in ordinary classes also rose to the top. They were either executives or entrepreneurs, but he fell all the way down. …
The former high-achieving students couldn't face a bleak life after all, so they had no scruples when they saw the opportunity to make a fuss... When he was in Tengwang Pavilion, everyone knew Yan Gong wanted his son-in-law to stand out. But Wang Bo's heart was extremely depressed and lost to the extreme, and he refused to let go of the opportunity to pretend to be compared, and then he wrote a preface to the Tengwang Pavilion, but his life was a complete failure.
Such a boy...
Wang Bo stiffened his neck, but did not get up, still kneeling.
Filial piety is Wang Bo's greatest strength.
A filial child is not much worse.
Several thoughts swirled in Jia Ping'an's mind, and he said slowly: "Although I have only met a few times and have not communicated with each other, I can tell just by looking at you... You feel that you are a pedantic man, and you are so young. I have overwhelmed countless so-called great Confucians, so I feel that this day blocks my way, otherwise I will definitely want to go to the sky to overlook the world..."
No way.
Wang Fuchou's heart shuddered, he knew this son's **** nature, but if he was wronged, he would inevitably blush and argue, and he would not withdraw unless he won a complete victory.
But Wang Bo was shocked and looked up at Jia Pingan.
Sure enough, it's this pee sex!
Pretending to be better than... Who is more powerful in later generations than pretending to be?
Jia Pingan said indifferently: "I heard that you have learned some Buddhism and Taoism? That's right, Confucianism is no different from Shintoism if you go further. They are all about human nature. The Confucianism you want is just reading in leisure time in my eyes, then ...What are you proud of?"
Wang Fuchou opened his mouth...First look at Jia Ping'an, then at Wang Bo...
The face was already flushed red.
It's over!
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