Datang broom star

Wei Wushuang held back his scolding.

In fact, she has a bad temper and poor patience, so she just endured it many times at home.

A spoonful of gruel fell to the ground.

Wei Wushuang comforted himself: Da Lang will get better soon.

Bah!

This time it was the spoon that fell to the ground.

Jia Yu looked at her, "Mother."

Wei Wushuang smiled and said, "Bring another spoon."

After having a child, the change of a woman...even a fairy will descend to the mundane world.

"Auntie!"

The boss made a spoonful of porridge and handed it over, spilling it all the way, mostly on Wei Wushuang's body.

Poor daughter-in-law!

Jia Pingan shook his head, and Su Ho shook his head too.

Doudou lowered his head to eat seriously.

……

When he arrived at the Ministry of War, Jia Pingan went to visit Ren Yaxiang's office.

"The Marquis of Wuyang is here, wait for the old man to make tea."

Ha ha!

Three regular customers, You Shi, Wu Kui, and Huang Yang were all there, and Jia Pingan said solemnly: "I'm going to change clothes first."

The three of them looked at him together.

Together?

But look at Ren Yaxiang's intoxicated face, if you don't drink, you will lose face!

So a lie needs to be covered up with countless lies, it is true.

You drink slowly.

Thinking of the state where the three of them drank tea until the corners of their mouths bubbled, Jia Pingan couldn't help but secretly admire.

Why don't we have this ability?

"Marquis of Wuyang."

Chen Jinfa came in, "He said he was asking for a meeting with the teaching assistant of mathematics."

He couldn't help praising: "Marquis Wuyang can still make friends with those great Confucians, which makes the officials admire him."

You are on good terms with the Great Confucianism, and your whole family is on good terms with the Great Confucianism.

How can there be any great Confucianism these days?

A true great Confucian, according to the standards of Confucianism, must be a perfect person, a gentleman, and a sage.

But where in the world can a gentleman and a saint come from?

But it is impossible for ordinary people to be perfect if they want to eat and drink.

But after being praised so much, he himself felt that he was a gentleman and a saint, so his face became more and more rigid, and he frequently scolded and made a bunch of gentleman's remarks...

In the end, he was distorted in his heart, and he was a gentleman and saint who kept talking to the outside world.

Han Wei is here.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

Seeing his angry appearance, Jia Pingan said: "Chen Jinfa, make tea without seasoning."

"Yes!"

Chen Jinfa was happy in his heart, but he was a little curious.

Why not put condiments?

Tea without oil and salt...it doesn't taste good!

"Calm down!"

Jia Pingan sat down.

Han Wei's face turned red, "Marquis Wuyang, the Guozijian withheld money and food for mathematics!"

"Who did it?"

Does Jia Pingan think Xiao Bo can't do it?

"The new Jijiu Mo Frame."

"Speak slowly."

Han Wei talked about the recent incident of Sui Xue, in one sentence: Sui Xue is now a motherless child, what a pain!

"...The daily food is almost the same, and the portion is not enough. We can say that we can subsidize it, but most of the students are from ordinary families, and they can only eat those inferior meals..."

Mo frame...

Jia Ping got up, "Wait."

He went to find Cui Jian.

"Little Jia?"

Come over with a smile on your chest, and make a move...

I can't avoid it!

Jia Pingan, whose hands were being held, asked, "Brother Cui, do you know about the new Jijiu Mo frame of the Imperial Academy?"

Cui Jian deserved to be an official, so he just thought about it, "Then Qiu Jia is a bit mean, his own Confucianism is profound, and he is called a great Confucian outside."