Mr. Jia who was infected with the virus [Red House]

Since the third rank is not considered a high official in the capital where nobles are everywhere, even the third rank of civil servants is considered a great Yuan.However, Guozijian Jijiu is particularly refined among the crowd of three ranks. It is said that it is from the third rank, and its status is not lower than that of some third ranks.

After all, Guozijian is the highest school in Daqing, and Guozijian's sacrificial wine is the most noble of nobles, which is different.

During this period of time, Huang Wenzhong received complaints: the noise in the four-door hall was comparable to that of a market, which seriously affected the normal study and life in the adjacent hall.He was a little surprised, how much noise would it take to affect the next door, you know that the Four Doors Pavilion is really not small, even if you sing loudly inside, it won't spread to the neighboring buildings.

He suspected it was a false accusation, after all, other buildings had been displeased with the Four Doors Library for a long time.

Huang Wenzhong's nature is upright and upright, and he will never allow bad atmosphere to appear under his nose, so he decided to go and see for himself.But before he got close to the Simen Pavilion, he heard the twittering of chickens, and his face turned green all of a sudden.

Pushing open the door, all you can see is a fluffy chick. The students are wandering around the chick. His face is red and green.

Si Ye, who came with him, called the doctors to reprimand him.

Jia Dairu was already planning to go home, but there was a sacrificial wine, and he calculated it carefully.Guozijian Jijiu is equivalent to the later principal of Yandaqing University and the Minister of Education. He carried out teaching reforms but did not report to the leaders.

"Jijiu, please move forward and listen to Shigui's detailed explanation."

Jia Dairu was only a seventh-rank doctor, but he was backed by the Rongguo Mansion and heard that he was on good terms with the prince, and Huang Wenzhong gave him face.With a livid face, he entered the main room.

"If what you say is unreasonable, it's useless even if Jia Zigu intercedes." Huang Wenzhong said rather stiffly.

Jia Dairu smiled and explained the reason in detail, Huang Wenzhong reluctantly accepted his point of view.However, I still put forward my own suggestion, "After all, it is a quiet and quiet place to study, and it is not appropriate to raise too many chickens."

Huang Wenzhong accepted Jia Dairu's explanation. He knew very well what the students in the four-door hall were like. He had a high position in the family and anyone who was interested in learning was transferred to another hall by him. It is also a good thing to find another way for them to learn from others.

"We're just about to deal with it, so let's keep one chicken for each person so that they won't get too fat for a walk every day." Jia Dairu replied, in fact, because he was too good at tossing the chickens, the little fat people in the four-door hall had already lost a lot of weight before they hatched. lock up.

However, Jia Dairu hopes that his students will have a weight standard, and it is difficult to accept being slightly fat.

The chickens in the yard were causing headaches, Huang Wenzhong left after explaining, and Assistant Professor Zheng was in charge of selling the chickens.

Ma Shang was a little conflicted, he naturally wanted to keep a healthy little rooster, but every time he saw the little hen that was almost rescued by him, he couldn't let it go.

It is so weak and cute, other people will not care about raising a weak chicken.Ma Shang's little hens are carefully fed by him, with fresh fish, caviar, vegetables and mountain spring water. Even the chicken cages are made of rosewood and covered with specially treated soft wheat grass.

It can be said that his little hen is unique in the four-door hall, even Mu Xuan can't go there, and he said a few times that he thinks the little hen is weak and needs to be taken care of.

In the end, he made up his mind to keep the little hen, and gave the other little rooster to Chen Yi who didn't even have a chicken.All his eggs were bad guys, none of them hatched.

"You don't keep game cocks anymore." Chen Yi was surprised.

"...No, I won't fight cockfights anymore." Ma Shang gritted his teeth, and suddenly thought that only his chickens would be hens in the entire Simen Pavilion in the future, and a crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

What if his pullet gets bullied by someone else's cock?

The chick is still a chick, and Ma Shang is already vigilant. He is considering whether to put pants on his little hen to prevent other roosters from 'criminalizing'.

As a result, another joke was made, of course, this is all for a later story.

In the era when there was no artificial hatching of eggs, there was no need to worry about selling chicks, and Assistant Professor Zheng didn't even sell Guozijian.In other buildings, the supervising students from ordinary families bought it one after another when they heard that a chicken was only sold for a penny.It’s not easy to live in the capital. It’s good to buy a few more chickens and send them home to lay eggs. No matter how bad you are, you can still eat meat. It’s not troublesome to raise chickens anyway.Even if you don’t have family members in the capital, you can buy one and keep it free-range in the museum without much trouble.

Therefore, Huang Wenzhong discovered that in addition to the Simen Pavilion, there were also some free-range chickens in other buildings.He could only keep silent about this. The Guozijian occupies an area of ​​dozens of miles, and it is not a burden to raise some chickens free-range.

Jia She, who was studying in Taixue, also followed suit and raised a little rooster. After hearing that his third uncle was going to hold a chicken running competition in the four-door hall, he started to walk the chicken every day with great interest.

He couldn't walk enough by himself, and he even encouraged the good students of Taixue to walk together. If he won, there would be prizes.

After many years, Jia Dairu's tricycle was finally made, and it took several years just to find rubber.Daqing is closed to the outside world, that is to say, the fourth prince has a way to go to sea, so it is easy to find it.

With rubber, Jia Dairu's tricycle finally has a soul.As soon as he appeared on the stage, Jia Amnesty looked hot-eyed, but unfortunately his third uncle held a grudge, and he still remembered his saying that a tricycle is not as good as a horse.No matter how much he pesters, just don't give him one.

As for the dandies in the Four Gates Pavilion, none of them disliked the tricycle. They are dandies, so how can there be new things without them.

There is no need to mobilize too much, just aiming at the tricycle is enough. Even Chen Yi, who has never been very interested in chickens, began to walk chickens every day.

Mu Xuan almost scratched his bald hair, thinking that the chick had already hatched, and he could devote all his energy to compiling the pamphlet.Unexpectedly, Dr. Jia suddenly said that there will be a chicken run competition in January, and No.1 will get a tricycle.

Everyone walks the chickens, so the venue doesn't seem so spacious, and naturally there are quarrels, and he will be invited to adjust the justice from time to time.

Another one, the chicks have all hatched, and everyone is not so concerned about making booklets, and many people are perfunctory.Gritting his teeth in hatred, Mu Xuan was once again let go by the subordinates. Mu Xuan gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and found Jia Dairu early one morning.

"Uncle Shi, I heard that the game requires a referee, do you think I am suitable?" He felt that he had to hold some power in order to make people obedient.

Jia Dairu wondered, "Aren't you going to participate in the competition?" Mu Xuan also has a chick, so he should participate in the competition.

Mu Xuan immediately poured out his bitterness. He wanted to finish compiling the booklet perfectly, but his classmates were not good enough, so he knew how to play every day.After much deliberation, he had no choice but to give up participating in the competition to earn the title of referee to make his classmates feel more apprehensive.

After hearing Mu Xuan's complaint, Jia Dairu rubbed his chin, "It's you who put the cart before the horse."

Mu Xuan's eyes widened.

Jia Dairu smiled slightly, "Don't you know that unified thinking is the prerequisite for unified action? What you need to do now is to unify your thinking and raise their awareness. Otherwise, even if you use your power to suppress them to work, how can you Make sure they do their best?"

Mu Xuan blinked his eyes a few times, which seemed to make sense.

However, Dr. Jia said two sentences from a high-level view, what should be done specifically?

He was a little bewildered.

Jia Dairu didn't give him the answer directly. Some things can't be taught by hand, but need to be understood by oneself, "I'll let you be the referee for now, you go back and explore slowly."

Mu Xuan went back with a lawsuit in his head. Instead of announcing the news that he was the referee immediately, he started to observe.The focus of observation is Jia Dairu. He feels that Dr. Jia, who can say famous sayings, must have a thorough understanding.

For several days in a row, he really saw some signs that the four-door hall was vaguely dominated by Dr. Jia, and he had to do one thing. Other doctors, direct lectures, and teaching assistants were very cooperative.

It's nothing more than direct lectures and teaching assistants. What makes him strange is that other doctors such as Li, Zhao, Sun, and Yan will also follow his train of thought.You must know that Dr. Yan is an old-fashioned, ruthless character whose stones in the latrine are smelly and hard, and he doesn't listen to his good words. I didn't expect that he would fully cooperate in such a ridiculous game like Chicken Run.

How did Dr. Jia do it?

Mu Xuan couldn't figure it out, so Jia She, who came to visit him, gave him the answer.

"They have a common goal. My third uncle has the ability, the means, the merits, and the background. Why didn't he cooperate?" Jia She felt that although Mu Xuan had enough means, he always had such a superior attitude towards others.

"Are you sure that they have the same goal as you, and are willing to spend all night looking up books to compile a book? This is hard work. And besides arranging other people to do things, have you set an example? Not subordinates, but like-minded people.”

Jia She wakes up Mu Xuan.

He quietly resigned from his position as a referee, and took the lead in going into the library to check the information for a few days, and he had a general idea in his mind.

One after another, even though they didn't release any more tasks, some students returned to Cangshu Pavilion, and Mu Xuan was deeply touched.

It wasn't enough, however, and he wanted more people to get involved.

"Hold a meeting, organize a mobilization meeting yourself." Jia Dairu gave him a bad idea for future generations, and Mu Xuan followed suit, and the effect was very good.

Of course, there are still some people who are unwilling to endure hardships, but he is already calm, and there will always be people left behind on the road of growth.

In the midst of being busy, the booklet has come to an end, and the chicken race has begun.The participants included not only the students from the four-door hall, but also several supervisors from other halls brought by Jia She. They were all very interested in tricycles.

Jia Dairu rides a tricycle every day. It is a major scenic spot in the capital. Many people fall in love with the tricycle. They can run forward without animal power, and the speed is not much slower than that of a horse-drawn carriage.It is especially suitable for riding and running in the city. The capital is too big, and a city can break its legs.

It is convenient to have a tricycle for a horse-drawn carriage, and it is easier to maintain than raising a horse.

Of course, the Fourth Prince would not ignore these things. In fact, he reported it to Emperor Xihe immediately, and the two were discussing the matter of rubber.

Tricycles with many advantages will undoubtedly bloom everywhere in Daqing. The army, post stations, government offices and even the people all need a large number of tricycles, so rubber will inevitably become a strategic resource.It's really not reassuring to have such an important resource in Qianxiang Country!

Jia Dairu didn't know what kind of changes the tricycle he made would bring to Daqing, and Jia Min was pestering him to hatch geese by himself.She especially likes Uncle San's goose.

"Third uncle, you can't favor sons over daughters. You only teach male students to hatch eggs, not female students. We also have to hatch eggs by ourselves and run in competitions." Jia Min's mouth was not forgiving.

Jia Dairu scratched his head, "I teach, I teach."

The students wanted to learn why he didn't teach, "But you can't let your studies fall behind."

"I dissected the mouse very well." Jia Min immediately promised, and took out an accurately drawn picture, "Look at the heart of the mouse I drew."