Datang broom star

Yang Deli felt that his cousin might be in trouble, so he casually said, "Someone is going to take a shit."

The man watched him gallop away with black lines all over his head.

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Ask for tickets, ask for all tickets, monthly tickets, recommended tickets, and return the tickets to the warehouse.

Chapter 272

Jia Ping'an was also harassed.

When the fifth person asked him if he would accept students, Jia Pingan decisively detoured home.

Yang Deli has already arrived, seeing him coming back, he said worriedly: "Ping An, many people asked you whether you accept students, why?"

"I just feel that a certain person has profound knowledge."

Jia Pingan knew it was a leak.

The words he said in the hall were probably unintentionally uttered by a certain boss, and then they spread the word to ten, ten to hundreds.

Yang Deli felt that his cousin couldn't see clearly anymore, "Ping An, you didn't say anything when you were studying in the countryside, who did you learn from?"

"And a gentleman." Jia Ping'an's brows were full of memories, "Mr. is a scholar of heaven and man. When he saw a certain person, he said that his bones were so strange that he would definitely be able to inherit this knowledge, so he was perfunctory when he studied in his hometown. I've been thinking about my master's knowledge all day long."

Yang Deli was surprised, "So that's how it is. Someone said that you are so smart, but why did you study in the countryside so dull? Ping An, you have suffered."

My cousin has rich feelings, and I couldn't help crying when I thought of that year, and then went to report to work.

And Du He looked at Jia Ping'an with strange eyes.

"It's no wonder that Lang Jun's casual words are famous. Confucianism excluded countless theories in the past. If anyone can take the essence of them and gather them into a knowledge, what will it be?"

What kind of existence will a person who has learned this level of knowledge be like?

Wang Laoer slapped Xu Xiaoyu, "Your Majesty is a fairy descended from the earth, it is your good fortune to be able to serve you by your side. If you are not serious, you will go back to Mars Bay."

The attitude of the servants at home towards Jia Pingan changed again, more fearful and respectful.

"Is Mr. Jia Lang here?"

"Jia joined the army."

More than ten people came outside, Du He opened the door and asked, "Dare to ask what is the matter with my husband?"

"Someone came to pay homage to a teacher."

"Jia Canjun, I'll come to apprentice."

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It was noisy outside, Ah Fu stared blankly by the door.

When Jia Pingan came out, Yang Deli said: "Ping An, those knowledge are valuable, pass it on to your sons but not your daughters"

Cousin's values ​​have always been like this, don't think he will have any self-consciousness of giving up his family for everyone.

As soon as Jia Pingan showed up, it was quiet outside.

"Appreciation"

Jia Pingan shook his head.

Someone said: "Jia Canjun, my family ancestor used to be an official in Huazhou."

This is for friendship.

"Jia joined the army, someone brought Shu Xiu."

Someone slipped a bundle of bacon and sniffed the smoke.

Jia Pingan said: "A certain student is not Confucianism."

"Someone must learn this knowledge."

"If it's Confucianism, I don't want to learn it."

A group of people were noisy, and Jia Pingan frowned, "There is no plan to accept students at the moment."

Zhao Yan beside him was delighted and couldn't help laughing.

"Then who is he?" A young man who looked arrogant pointed to Zhao Yan and asked, "His name is Zhao Yan, and he is Jia Canjun's student."

This person seems to have investigated Jia Pingan very clearly, and Zhao Yan is a little nervous.

At the beginning, his family just thought that Jia Ping'an was highly educated and talented in poetry, but looking at the people who came to apprentice, most of them were well-dressed, and it can be seen that his background could crush him.

Zhao Yan's mother often murmured that even the simple gifts from her own teacher could not bring any benefit to Jia Ping'an, and she still cared about her food, feeling quite uneasy.

These people are different. Most of them come from good families and can bring more resources to their husbands.

Zhao Yan sniffed, and Wang Laoer behind him poked him, and shook his head when he turned around.

Jia Ping'an said indifferently: "He is a disciple of XX. Okay, please come back, everyone."

Someone was startled, "What does this mean?"

Jiang Rong came, cupped his hands and said, "Jia Canjun, don't worry, someone is here."

This Fangzheng seemed to have got the news of Jia Ping'an, and said with a straight face: "Students can live and eat at Mr.'s house, but students are different. You can go to the schools of the Imperial College to see which students can enter the teaching assistant's sacrificial wine." Go to our homes for food and lodging? Go back, Jia Canjun won’t accept you, and it’s useless for you to wait here.”

When the door of Jia's house was closed, Zhao Yan began to cry.

"Mr. is not smart, but he can still eat."

Boys of Zhao Yan's age have the best appetites, as if they have a bottomless pit, they can digest as much as they eat.

He knelt down slowly, and Jia Pingan said: "You will help your parents with things at home, you will still hold your head high in patched clothes, you will avoid the elderly when you see them, and you will reach out when you see people in trouble. You think it is because of your qualifications Did you just accept it?"

Zhao Yan raised his head, only then did he realize why he was favored by his husband.

"gentlemen!"

He couldn't help weeping, Jia Pingan said lightly: "I just want to be less jealous in the future, it hurts my stomach."

This kid's habit of eating Hoto is too speechless. In a bowl of Hoto soup, at least [-]% is vinegar, which makes Jia Pingan's teeth sore.

Someone shouted outside: "Jia Canjun, I am willing to become a disciple."