Datang broom star

Because Lao Li is okay, he is just a learned man, but Master Jia suppressed the Guozijian last time, and the students he got were treated as teachers.

This is to mess things up!

So seeing Master Jia coming, Xiao Bo's heart rang the alarm.

"Jia Canjun is here?"

You can guard against everything, but you can't guard against Master Jia's fan, arithmetic professor Han Wei.

As soon as he came in, his eyes lit up when he saw Jia Ping'an, and he cupped his hands, "I've seen Jia Canjun."

An educated person can be detached, even if the prime minister comes, Han Wei can still deal with it indifferently.

But he saluted solemnly, and people couldn't help but think of the sentence he said: Jia Ping'an can be my teacher.

"Someone came here today and has something to do." Jia Pingan glanced at Li Chunfeng.

Uncle Li coughed dryly, "Xiao Jia has learned a few difficult problems, and the old man has verified them one by one. It's really mysterious."

Han Wei happily said, "Maybe we can watch it?"

Jia Pingan handed him the manuscript of the calculation, and Han Wei immediately fell into it.

Xiao Bo thought to himself, don't come here to fool you.

But Han Wei's beaming eyebrows, occasionally suddenly realizing it, is clearly the truth.

This young man is indeed a genius, but unfortunately he is not used by our Zijian.

Later, Han Wei raised his head, stood up, and bowed.

"Jia Canjun is a great talent."

"Cough cough!"

When Jia Ping brought the manuscript over, Han Wei was surprised and thought, isn't this the result of the Imperial College?

The same goes for Xiaobo.

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "The end of the year is coming soon, and the good day to get rid of the old and welcome the new is coming."

"That's right!" Uncle Li still has some talent for flattering people.

"However, there are still people in Chang'an City who are starving and freezing, and I feel uncomfortable!" Jia Ping'an's eyes were red.

Xiao Bo and Han Wei were confused, thinking that this matter has nothing to do with learning.

"Someone thinks of those students of the Imperial College."

Jia Ping'an said solemnly: "The students of all schools in the Imperial College are all from rich and powerful families. They have good money, but their temperament is not good. For example, they spend extravagantly, is there any?"

Xiao Bo nodded, and said with emotion: "These teenagers spend money like water!"

Ah!

The intensity of this flattery is too great.

Jia Pingan took advantage of the situation and said: "Someone is thinking, those students who were born in rich and noble families, do they know about poverty? If they don't know, will they know about people's livelihood when they become officials in the future? Don't say anything about why you don't eat minced meat, which makes you laugh, it's him It is also a shame to the Imperial Academy who taught them!"

Xiao Bo nodded, thinking that Jia Ping'an is indeed a talent for teaching and educating people, but it's a pity that he is a little younger, otherwise he would be brought to the Imperial College, and he would have a reputation for being a discerning talent.

"But the old man is helpless!" Xiao Bo sighed: "The fathers and grandparents of those students were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, how could they listen to our words?"

Even Han Wei said sympathetically: "Those students eat whatever they want, they feel like they don't like it, so they lose their appetite, and then they spend money to buy it."

Jia Pingan said with a sad face: "If this matter is not resolved, how can the Imperial College cultivate the pillars of the country? A group of students who spend a lot of money, a group of pampered students, after they become officials, will they go to investigate people's livelihood? Will they feel pity? people?"

Everyone shook their heads, feeling heavy.

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"

Everyone looked up, and Xiao Bo couldn't help praising: "Good poetry! Is there any more?"

Han Wei narrowed his eyes, "This kind of poem cannot be written without worrying about the country and the people. Jia Canjun is indeed a role model for my generation."

Even Uncle Li's eyes were shining, "Xiao Jia, you are such a great talent, why not practice Taoism with this old man and soar up together!"

I don’t want to practice Taoism!Jia Pingan took the case and said resolutely: "If the situation does not change, I feel uneasy."

But isn't Guozijian's sacrificial wine an old man?

Xiao Bo was a little puzzled, but immediately figured it out again.

Xiao Jia is a hot-blooded young man, and he couldn't help it when he saw the problems of the Imperial College.

Just like the last time he argued with everyone about the abacus, this young man is selfless in his heart.

"There's a way here."

Everyone was sighing, Jia Pingan said there was a solution, Xiao Bo said happily: "Speak quickly."

"Those students are still too drifting in the final analysis. They have not felt or experienced the suffering of the people at the bottom. Talking to them is just talking on paper!"

Wei Wushuang at the back was watching Jia Ping'an's eloquent talk, and felt that he was very idle and bored, so he came to talk about human nature with a group of old men.

But look at Xiao Bo, as the Guozijian sacrificial wine, he has been completely immersed in it. Following Jia Ping'an's words, he either frowned, worried, or sighed endlessly.

Look at that Han Wei, that's even more wrong. Why does this person seem to worship Jia Pingan?

Wei Wushuang felt a little weird.

Is this young man's knowledge really great?

She didn't understand, but she respected these teachers and thought they were scholars.

Now the scholar looked at Jia Ping'an with a look of admiration, what does this mean?

It shows that Jia Ping'an is very knowledgeable.

Even Li Chunfeng and Li Banxian nodded frequently, which shows Jia Ping'an's level.

Jia Pingan said categorically: "The Guozijian shoulders the heavy responsibility of teaching these high-ranking officials' children. If the professors are all a bunch of idiots who don't eat meat, who can feel at ease?"

Xiao Bo sighed: "The old man also knows, but there is nothing he can do! He has scolded and punished, but it is useless."

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