Datang broom star

He stood up cautiously and tucked the thin quilt for them.

Jia Yu slowly opened his eyes, "Aye..."

"Wake up?"

As soon as he moved, DouDou also woke up, mouth puckered to cry.

Jia Pingan quickly picked her up, "Look at my brother here, look, look... Da Lang is my brother, make a smiling face for my sister."

Jia Yu just smiled.

Doudou rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Ah... Aye."

What a delicate and soft little padded jacket!

Jia Pingan put clothes on the two children, and then led one out of the house with one hand.

During breakfast, Jia Yu obviously became more obedient, and looked at Wei Wushuang with a little more admiration in his eyes.

Wei Wushuang was curious and asked Jia Pingan after breakfast.

"Husband, why did Da Lang change overnight?"

"The key is not to be in a hurry." Jia Pingan said vaguely about his wife's impatient problem, "It is best to teach children with guiding methods. For example, use short stories to let him know good, evil, ugly and beautiful, and know what can be done. , what can’t be done. Of course, punishment should also be given. Sometimes when a child is disobedient, punishment can make him remember deeply.”

"Husband..."

Is there anything more irritating to a man than his wife's adoring gaze?

Obviously, no.

"Wushuang, tonight...the three?"

……

Master Jia is refreshed and full of ambition.

The same is true for Mo frame.

He drank with Jiang Linzun yesterday, and during the dinner they talked about cleaning up their math.I remember Jiang Linzun's joyful appearance... and then I was so envious that I wished I could change jobs with him and come to do the math in person.

"What's new? Those little schools in the palace are pure jokes, so Jia Ping'an is counting on mathematics to make a name for the new school, but the old man is here, and his plan is a joke!"

There was a little more comfort on the fair face, and Mo Jia smiled slightly.

"Sacrificial wine."

"What's the matter?"

An official came in, "The grandsons of several veterans said they wanted to study in the Imperial College..."

He signed up, all veterans with outstanding military exploits.

Mo Jia was surprised, but there was more sarcasm in his eyes, "They said that the Imperial College would only make their children weak, why do they bow their heads now? It's nothing more than wanting their children to follow the literary path, hahahaha!"

Such a request is of course approved.

……

"Assistant Teacher Han!"

Han Wei, who was in class, was called out. Seeing six young people standing in front of them, he asked, "Where did this come from?"

The little official who led the way said, "Assistant Han, these six people are all new students."

What crooked melons and dates are these!

Han Wei looked at the names, and then let them enter the beginner class.

Every year at the Guozijian, some students will leave and some students will arrive, and they will be divided into classes according to the progress of their studies.

Most of the students of Guozijian live on campus, and the residence of these six people also took Han Wei a lot of thought.

When it was time for dinner, the students went to the dining hall in silence.

The six people walked together, Wei Jun wondered: "Why does it seem like you are going to jail? Is it true that all students of mathematics are like this... What is that called? There is a city?"

"Hahahaha!"

The six laughed.

Ma Shengwei clutched his stomach, "Is the Guozijian so fun? Ah Weng used to say that the Guozijian was weak, but today...it's weird."

"I didn't want to come." Wei Jun looked helpless, "But Ah Weng said, this is a new learning, if you don't learn it well, turn around and break your legs."

"Me too!"

"it's the same."

"Marquis Wuyang's learning...just say that poem, it is really amazing, but what is new learning?"

"It is said that it is the school of a hundred schools of thought that was deposed back then."

Everyone muttered for a while, and arrived at the dining hall later to order food.

Two dry biscuits, a bowl of soup with only a dozen slices of vegetables in it...

That's it?

Wei Jun raised his head and asked, "Is this...a typo?"

The helper in the kitchen said numbly, "That's it. I like to eat. If I don't eat it, I go find something to eat at home."

Bah!

The bowl shattered to the ground, and Wei Jun scolded: "How dare you feed Ye Ye something that even pigs wouldn't eat? Blind your eyes!"

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to start, but the cook scolded: "It's all the money and food distributed by the Imperial College. We can get so much by doing math. If we have the skills, we can go to the Imperial College. What's the trouble here? You can be considered a man!?"

wipe!

Wei Jun scolded: "Yeah, if you bully you, you are not a good man. Who did it? Who did it?"

A student murmured, "It's the sacrifice!"

Wei Jun turned around, "Jijiu...who?"

No one even knew about Te Niang's sacrificial wine... How did this get into the Imperial College?