Datang broom star

This Confucianism is quite interesting, and it is divided into three, six, and nine classes.

Big, medium and small, three Confucians.

"learn!"

Jia Pingan returned to the Ministry of War.

The tea has already been boiled, so the taste... don't mention it.

In the era when there was no fried tea, simply boiled tea tasted very strange.

"Then what does Qiu Frame mean?"

Jia Pingan asked calmly.

"Yesterday we went to ask him for questioning, but Qiu Jia said that the Guozijian's money and rations have decreased a lot this year, and that..."

Han Wei showed embarrassment.

"Are you saying that I cut off their money and food?" Jia Pingan said disdainfully: "That group of people like to take advantage, and even Te Niang's recruiting prostitutes can find ways to take the public's account."

Han Wei was taken aback, "But..."

"Do you want to learn Gewu?"

Jia Pingan asked suddenly.

Han Wei nodded, "The knowledge in Gewu is refreshing, and it has never been published before. Everyone wants to learn in mathematics, but Marquis Wuyang is not here..."

Boss, let's take a few classes once in a while.

"I'm not going."

Jia Ping got up and said, "Don't worry about this matter when you go back, tell them, calm down."

"But Mo Jia is not forgiving!"

"Just go back!"

Damn, don't be framed, be dazed.

Jia Pingan watched him go out with a stern look in his eyes.

Han Wei returned to Mathematics and said Jia Ping'an's words, and immediately wailed.

"We are children without parents!"

"The Imperial College doesn't care, and the Marquis of Wuyang doesn't care either..."

"How can I read this book?"

"The Marquis of Wuyang is also timid?" A student said in grief and indignation: "I thought Wuyanghou was a good man who stands up to heaven and earth, but he is timid."

Someone persuaded: "After all, mathematics is under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Academy. Marquis Wuyang is in the Ministry of War, so he can't reach out his hand, otherwise he can be impeached by offering wine."

Chen Bao went to look for Mo frame.

"Sacrificing wine, the money and food for arithmetic are so much in previous years, but this year there is a lot less... Isn't this inappropriate?"

Mo Jia knelt and sat behind the desk, on which were the five scriptures of justice, and the words of the saints were shining.

He raised his head, with a sneer on his fair face, "Who are you speaking for?"

Chen Bao said in embarrassment: "The lower officials will naturally speak for the Imperial College!"

"What does the Imperial College teach?"

Mo Jia sneered and said: "Is there any new learning in the homework of Professor Guozijian? Xiao Bo, in his time and muddle, opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and introduced the new learning into mathematics. Later, Jia Pingan even worsened, and even put the so-called Gewu also got in."

As soon as he took the case, he said mockingly: "As a secretary, you are dereliction of duty!"

Chen Bao bowed his hand and resigned.

When Chen Bao went out, the clerk in the duty room breathed a sigh of relief, "Jia Ping'an is commensurate with the Queen's siblings."

"He bewitched in the palace to reduce the prince's Confucianism homework, bitch!"

Mo Jian said coldly: "The old man is in the Imperial College for a day, so don't even think about getting ahead in math!"

Chen Bao brought the words to Jia Ping'an through others.

"Thank you."

Jia Pingan showed no signs of anger.

Later, he went to find Cheng Zhijie.

"Lu Gong, most of the new learning can be used in mathematics."

Cheng Zhijie said angrily: "But last time you declined those veterans to send their children and grandchildren to mathematics..."

"At that time, the tree was full of wind!"

Jia Pingan smiled wryly, "If I nodded at that time, some people would say that I used my new knowledge to curry favor with those veterans. Do you think I was wronged?"

"Hey!" Cheng Zhijie sighed: "The old man says he is cautious, but he is far behind you. This is a good thing. When the old man turns around, people will quietly pass on the message."

Later, a veteran in Chang'an City praised: "What a righteous and ungrateful Marquis of Wuyang, this young man, I'm sure I'll befriend you! Come on, get ready, I'll go to Daodefang."

Jia Ping'an didn't leave the office, and the gifts arrived home in a carload.

Du He was confused, and asked the reason with an apologetic smile.

"There is no reason... I dare not accept it! My husband can break my legs later."

The veteran sneered, "Do you want me to discount your other leg now?"

"Don't dare!"

Wei Wushuang came out immediately, "Dare to ask if this is..."

You have to have a reason for giving gifts.

The veteran waved his hand, "Old man, Wuyang Hou is pleasing to the eye."

Wei Wushuang was dumbfounded.

"This……"