Chapter 973 The story in the palm
Li Zhi and the queen walked in the harem.
"Since I came to the throne, I have had many enemies. From the people in Guanlong to the gentry, everyone wants me to be a puppet so that they can order the world. But I am the emperor."
Li Zhi's brows became more disdainful, "So Guan Long was weakened, and the gentry took advantage of the trend, thinking that I would reuse them. But as early as three years ago, I discussed the future of Xinxue with Jia Pingan..."
Brother actually discussed this matter with the emperor three years ago?
Why didn't you tell me?
The emperor was extremely satisfied when he saw the fierce light in the queen's eyes.
"Jia Pingan said at the time that Xinxue should not have only one voice, there must be forces that can restrain and balance Xinxue, so the gentry cannot be defeated, and even the remnants of Guanlong cannot be suppressed... This kid knows how to measure... I am also quite for surprise."
Wu Mei subconsciously said: "Ping'an works steadily and knows what he wants...He doesn't think about prosperity and wealth, he only thinks about the overall situation."
Li Zhi smiled and said: "How rare is it to be so modest, look at Li Yifu, once he gains power, he forgets himself, he only thinks about recruiting people all day long, only knows how to expand his power, he wishes he could ascend to the sky overnight..."
Wu Mei said flatly: "That dog doesn't know how to behave."
Li Zhi nodded, "I still have to use it for now."
"Your Majesty!"
A servant chased after him.
"The Guozijian went to the memorial and said it was urgent."
Li Zhi took the memorial, opened it, and looked strange.
"But what's the matter?" Wu Mei was curious.
Li Zhi handed the memorial to her, "The Imperial College said he was willing to send out students for the school...as many as you want."
Wu Mei glanced at Zuo Shu, and suddenly laughed.
"A group of people who can't see the general trend."
Li Zhi shook his head, Wu Mei followed, and as soon as he gave it away, the memorial fell to the ground. The melody swayed slightly with the wind blowing, the servant bent over to pick it up, caught up with Wang Zhongliang and asked, "Wang Zhongguan, this melody..."
Wang Zhongliang said: "Find a latrine and throw it away."
Empress went all the way to the back.
"Get out of the way!"
A group of people were making noise in front, Li Zhi frowned and took a look, but saw his two sons Li Xian and Li Zhe.
Li Xianzheng drove a chicken forward, and Li Zhe did the same. The two chickens were driven together, and then they started fighting.
"Your Majesty is coming."
The two unlucky ones quickly saluted.
Li Zhi glanced at the two fighting cocks, and said calmly: "It seems that you two are in good spirits."
Li Xian said: "Yes!"
Li Zhe also nodded.
Li Zhi walked forward, and everyone saluted and sent them off.
"Liu Lang and Qi Lang copied Mao's poems for righteousness."
The two unlucky guys were dumbfounded.
Seventy Volumes of Mao Poems for Justice!
Copy it again!
Wu Mei asked in a low voice: "Why don't you let them copy the new learning?"
Li Zhi shook his head, "The so-called checks and balances are everywhere. The prince's learning is the most complicated, including Confucianism and new learning. I also taught him the study of emperors. He must do this as a prince, but princes can't... What princes want is stability. Learning Confucianism is also suitable."
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"Everyone is self-interested. A person who can be impartial and selfless is a gentleman. Such a person is so rare."
"Then why can such people appear?" Wang Bo asked.
Jia Pingan pondered for a long time, as if recalling.
"Because those people have goals in their hearts, they know what they want... people in the world, some people think about their own one-acre three-point land, that's right, ninety-nine out of ten people are like this."
Jia Pingan looked at the few 'students' below, and said with a smile: "What are the rest of the people doing? Their eyes are not on their own one-acre three-point land, they are staring at the world, with dreams in their hearts, and want to Datang is stronger, keep Datang away from invasion. These people are the backbone of Datang. The more backbones there are, the stronger Datang will be."
"There are also such people in Confucianism."
Wang Bo said firmly: "I've seen it before."
Jia Ping'an laughed and said, "But do Confucianists ever have the means to strengthen the country? They know how to increase the income of the fields, how to make the soldiers more brave and good at fighting, and their weapons sharper..."
Well!
DouDou looked at Wang Bo, and clapped his hands when he saw he was struggling, and said, "Senior brother Wang can't say no to Aye."
Jia Pingan smiled and left.
Wang Bo said angrily: "I can't say no to Mr., but I can say no to you!"
Chirp!
Ah Fu, who had been listening all the time, walked over staggeringly, his chubby appearance was extremely cute.
Doudou put his hands on his hips, "How much older than I am, you are ashamed to say that I can't beat you, shameless!"
Chirp!
Wang Bo just wanted to refute, but he caught sight of Ah Fu out of the corner of his eye, and changed his words, "I never said you, I...I said...it was Guo Xin."
DouDou snorted, "When Senior Brother Guo comes, I will definitely tell him...you speak ill of him behind his back. Hmph!"
Guo Xin knows how to be a man, and has a sweet mouth. Every time he comes, he brings some small gifts for Jia Yu and DouDou, one junior sister at a time, and makes DouDou feel that this senior brother is really nice with a smile.
Wang Bo scratched his head.
Jia Pingan was wondering why Tang Xu's news hadn't come yet.
According to those Japanese people, when they passed by that area, they did see a reflection on the mountain, which is the same as the introduction of the original site by later generations.
But why haven't they come back yet?
"Safety."
Di Renjie called him to stop, "Just now Xiaoyu sent the news, and the Imperial College sent a memorial, saying that he is willing to give birth to a husband."
"A bunch of idiots."
Jia Pingan wanted to laugh, "They don't even know that His Majesty doesn't want Confucian scholars to enter the school, at least not for now."
Di Renjie understood, "I don't want to until a balance is reached."
"Huaiying is indeed my confidant."
"Each each other."
A basic smell permeates.
This matter is certain, Jia Pingan feels that the foundation is secure.
All power is fake, only the right to education is real.
With the right to education, you can instill your own ideas in the next generation. From generation to generation, new learning will become the mainstream, while Confucianism will become a vassal.
Arriving at Gao Yang, Jia Pingan wanted to see the child.
The weather is very hot, but Li Shuo still studies under the guidance of his husband.
"Aye!"
Jia Pingan didn't want to disturb, but accidentally revealed Xingzang, he nodded to his husband and said, "Excuse me."
Mr. is a Confucian, and his task is to enlighten Li Shuo.
"No problem."
Mr. is not an opponent of new learning, this point Gao Yang grasped very steadily.
Jia Pingan asked about the child's studies, thanked the husband, and said that he would buy him a drink another day.
Even if you are the prime minister, you have to bow your head in this regard.
Of course, you have to think that you are good at writing, and look at the husband with that kind of overlooking: scumbag, I can’t teach my child well, I will kill you later.
But in reality, it is often the excitement of the husband after he learns that the child belongs to the prime minister's family!
Damn it!
I can actually teach the prime minister's child?
What an honor!
The so-called one person attains the Tao, and the rooster and dog ascend to heaven is the truth.
Mr. finally said very humbly: "Speaking of which, I have never discussed knowledge with Jia Jungong here. Jia Jungong studies heaven and man, and I think I can give you some pointers."
——I applied to teach Xiao Langjun in the Princess Mansion, and the Princess asked me a lot, but I still need an interview procedure, why don't we try it now?
Jia Ping'an laughed and said: "It's just discussing with each other. I have heard of your knowledge. It is stable and more than enough to enlighten Dalang. I have neglected it."
Confucianism, he has mastered the seven orifices, so how dare he interview?
So he just sent someone to find out about Mr.
Arrived in the backyard, Gao Yang happily said: "Da Lang practiced knives with him in the morning, and the master said that Da Lang will definitely become a famous general in the future. Husband is a famous general, and Da Lang will also be a famous general in the future. This is the inheritance from father to son."
"It's called genetics."
However, Li Shuo also taught Jia Pingan the sword technique, so how can this age group tell the good from the bad? It's just exercise.
But Gao Yang was in high spirits, so Jia Pingan didn't bother.
There is an ice basin in the room, which is quite cool. Gao Yang is wearing tulle, and when he stands up and bends down, he can make people spurt blood.
"Xiao Jia."
"What are you doing?"
Gao Yang turned around and gave him a book, "Look, since you made the book, someone actually wrote a story, which is quite interesting."
novel?
Jia Pingan flipped through it.
A farmer farms the land, and there are ten people in the family, living a tight life. One day a farmer was digging in the ground, and he dug up something with a bang. When he dug it open, it turned out to be a jar filled with silver...
Isn't this YY novel?
The follow-up should be a counterattack. The farmers use the money to make a fortune, and then reach the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei...
No!
The farmer was overjoyed: I, Wang Laoer, have never seen so much money! Folks, go to my house for a drink!
The source of the huge amount of property is unknown...So the government heard the news and arrested him, beat him up and asked where the money came from...
This is a motherfucker!
Jia Pingan was speechless.
"Xiao Jia!"
Gao Yang lay on his shoulder, "How do you feel?"
Jia Pingan slapped her backhand, "It's boring!"
"Why?"
Gao Yang grabbed the novel and turned it to the back, "Look, it wasn't the county magistrate who solved the case. It was found that the money was buried by the dignitaries of the previous dynasty, and finally rewarded the farmer with 500 coins... The farmer went home and the whole family was happy. Isn't that good?"
Five hundred dollars is not enough, and a pennant must be added.
"This is the wrong idea."
Gao Yang put the weight of his upper body on his shoulders, and said in a manly voice, "What's wrong?"
Jia Pingan said casually: "I will write a few books later."
It’s too hot today, Gao Yang doesn’t want to go out, he’s already bored, so he said: “Then let’s talk now.”
It's so hot!
Jia Pingan didn't want to chatter.
"Tell me back."
Um?
Jia Ping'an found something wrong.
This woman seems to have gone crazy.
Immediately, he turned into Cheng Zi, but today he is in good condition, he quickly turned over and became the master, and he used some tricks to make Gao Yang beg for mercy.
The two of them are not too hot, so they stick together like this.
"hot!"
Jia Ping'an said in disgust: "Come down quickly."
Gao Yang lazily shook his head, "This is the only time I can cling to you. After I'm forty, I'll be old and fading, and you won't come when the time comes...I'll bring Dalang's child..."
Jia Pingan stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, and said with a light smile, "I'll be a bad old man at that time, and I'll take you to climb Zhongnan Mountain, walk around, and go out to sea to see if I have nothing to do."
"You can fool people."
Gao Yang lay on his shoulders. Jia Pingan felt the wetness on her shoulders. He stroked her back lightly and said with a smile, "Are all women sentimental? Domineering as you are, too. Are you worried?"
"I never worried...I'm fine by myself."
Gao Yang's voice was a little husky.
Jia Pingan kissed her side face, "Why do you live well alone, do you still want to escape from my palm in this life? Wait obediently, our good life will begin!"
"Um!"
"Let me tell you a story that cannot escape the palm of your hand."
"good."
Gao Yang lingered down a bit, and lay down with his head tilted, using Jia Ping'an's chest as a pillow.
Looking up from this angle, you can see Jia Pingan's smiling eyes.
"It is said that Pan Gu opened the world..."
"What Pangu opened the world?"
Well!
This woman doesn't even know this?
Jia Ping'an felt that he had to tell the story of the wilderness first.
"Countless years ago, the world was a single point..."
"Pangu took a huge ax and slashed, splitting the sky and the earth, and finally fell down, his body turned into mountains and land, and his blood turned into seas and rivers..."
"After a great war, the heaven and the earth were in disarray. Taoist Hongjun came forward to suppress the forces of all parties, and then he fit in with the Dao of Heaven."
"There is a mountain called Huaguo Mountain on the coast of the East China Sea. On the mountain is a stone left over by Nuwa who repaired the sky. A monkey was born in this stone by chance. This monkey practiced in the stone every day until he felt that the time had come. , and rushed out."
"The monkey grandson returned to Huaguo Mountain after he made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. He brought a group of monkey monkey grandsons to rule over him. Tiangong sent a large army to suppress it, but it didn't help. In the end, the Tathagata Buddha took action and suppressed the monkey grandson with a slap..."
"so poor."
Gao Yang sniffed, "Why do these people think they are just watching the fun! Just watching Sun Monkey's joke in Tiangong..."
"yes!"
"It's like a gentry, always watching jokes about Guan Long and the emperor."
Look, this woman is really not bad, and she immediately associates it with reality.
"If I were Sun Monkey, I would smash the Heavenly Palace and kill those gods, and I will be free and unrestrained from now on."
It was still the same Gao Yang, nothing had changed.
"This is the story of the spirit stone turning into a monkey, predict what will happen next, and let's listen to the next chapter to break it down."
The mage is about to appear next, will he be angry if the mage finds out about my choreography?
Thinking of this, Jia Ping'an then went to find Xuanzang.
Xuanzang looked a lot more silent, and also more old-fashioned.
"Master, take a rest."
Jia Pingan felt that Xuanzang had a sense of urgency to seize the day.
Xuanzang smiled slightly, "What are you resting for? Resting is passing, and not resting is also passing. Why should we rest?"
"But resting can help you do better. Even if the army is going out, the soldiers must rest for a while after the battle, otherwise they will make mistakes when they are tired."
The old monk next to him frowned and glanced at Jia Pingan, "This is a big deal."
“No matter how big a thing is, it cannot be bigger than a person.”
Xuanzang smiled and said: "Forget it, what Xiao Jia said is also true, so the poor monk will go around."
Jia Pingan said with a smile: "If the mage is better after resting, does this count as merit?"
"Calculate!"
Xuanzang smiled very easily.
This is the real monk.
The two wandered slowly in the temple.
Da Ci’en Temple is lined with green trees, and there are cicadas screaming desperately on the trees, and they don’t worry about disturbing the gods at all.
The road is a stone road, and it looks brand new at the moment.
"Master, I heard that monks in some places are busy doing business to make money all day long. Do you think this is cultivation?"
Xuanzang shook his head, "People are still people."
People are not gods, so they have desires.
Xuanzang looked at him sideways, and said for a long time: "The poor monk is paying attention to many things about you, so do it well."
Jia Ping'an's heart warmed slightly, thinking of Xuanzang's life, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
"Does the mage want to return home?"
Xuanzang smiled and said, "Why don't you think about it? But after thinking about it, people and things have changed. When I go back, I can only look at Na Yeniang's tomb. Those mountains and rivers have long been forgotten, but they are remembered from time to time. My hometown...whether I go or not. "
Jia Pingan looked at him, and suddenly said: "I can find a way to get the mage back home!"
Xuanzang smiled and said, "You said there are evil spirits in Songyang? You are quite powerful now, and it would be easy for you to create something strange in Songyang."
Jia Ping'an said blushingly: "It was actually seen through by the mage."
"It doesn't have to be."
Xuanzang said with a smile: "This body is a stinky skin, you can put it anywhere."
This is true open-mindedness.
Xuanzang looked at him and suddenly asked, "Do you want to learn Buddhism?"
Extend your body and life without killing, can you hold on now?
cannot!
There are still a group of people waiting for me to kill on the other side of the mountain and the sea.
To the end of your life without drinking alcohol, can you hold on now?
Don’t drink, I’m a group of brothers, if I don’t drink, I will be laughed at by them.
cannot!
To the end of life, not lustful...
If the woman in the family and that stupid woman in Gaoyang guard the vacant room every day, watching me practice beside me...
Long-legged girls would put their long legs on my shoulders, threatening to sweep me away with one leg.
Babyface will cry for me.
Gao Yang will bring people to burn all my scriptures...
cannot!
But I seem to be willing to not.
"I'm still a layman."
Xuanzang nodded, "Ordinary people are human beings too. The poor monk happens to have something to do here."
"Mage, please speak."
"A neighbor in the poor monk's hometown sent a letter to someone, saying that the land in his family had been taken away..."
Xuanzang smiled and said: "The poor monk has no personal wealth, and he doesn't want to ask officials for help..."
Jia Pingan saluted, "Master, don't worry."
He remembered something, "Master, if you can go back to your hometown...it's not that kind of means, just ask for instructions in a fair manner."
"Poor monk..." Xuanzang's eyes were full of reminiscence, he nodded slightly, and then slowly entered the scripture translation hall.
The old monk came out and said vigilantly: "That family is called Chen Wei, and it is in the hometown of Master Gou."
Jia Ping'an left the Da Ci'en Temple, feeling relaxed, as if his whole body had been washed by something.
He was startled.
"Could it be that the mage used some great supernatural power to cut my hair and wash my marrow?"
"Dream!"
The old monk who sent him out said fiercely: "Master is very busy, don't come next time."
"I'll come tomorrow."
The old monk was trembling with cold air.
Jia Ping'an walked away.
He went to the palace.
"Sister, how is Taiping?"
Wu Mei had raised her eyebrows at first, but she smiled and said, "Taiping! It's like the little Jiaojiao you said, very delicate, but the emperor and her brothers love her so much."
Peace in history is not the love of the empress and brothers.
Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Take her to play with DouDou when she is older. By the way, Sister, I have something to do."
Wu Mei looked at him, "You are going to the Three Treasures Hall now for nothing."
hey-hey!
Jia Pingan smiled dryly, "Sister, the mage is getting old."
Wu Mei lowered her eyes, "A mage should be immortal."
You two just want to keep the mage in Chang'an...at least let someone go home and have a look!
"Sister, it's time for the mage to go home and have a look, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Wu Mei asked curiously: "Why do you want to speak for the mage?"
"Mage is a real person." Jia Ping'an has never seen Xuanzang in this era who has broken fame and fortune. "If there are regrets left, sister, what will be written in the history books?"
"The emperor forced Xuanzang to stay, and he will never return home."
The emperor is here.
(end of this chapter)