Three flowers and wild geese wander around the front yard.

Du He thought that since it was an important matter, it must have something to do with the court and it is not easy to inquire about it.

Cao Er is cooking, and the fragrance is so strong.

Wang Laoer and Xu Xiaoyu squatted beside each other, watching the sunset nonsense.

"Second brother, why don't I dare to look at the princess?" Xu Xiaoyu scratched his head, "I feel so beautiful when I glance at it, but I don't dare to look at it. Who wouldn't dare to look at those women in Daodefang? But the princess doesn't dare!"

"That's called majesty, what about the royal princess!" Wang Lao Er slashed his mouth, "But! I look at the princess's eyes when our husband is not right."

"What does it mean?" Xu Xiaoyu was young and became excited when he heard this.

"The princess looked at Lang Jun's eyes..." Wang Lao Er thought for a while, "You said dependence is not just that, just waiting... to love."

"The princess loves the husband?"

Xu Xiaoyu said in surprise: "Those princes are all from the background! The husband is not enough."

"Idiot!" Wang Laoer cursed: "These princesses rely on the power of their father and ancestors, so they married the princess. The husband started from scratch. This is a real skill. Can those people compare?"

Xu Xiaoyu said embarrassedly: "Then do you think... the husband may have slept with the princess?"

Bang!

He slapped behind him, and Du He cursed: "You can arrange the Langjun and the Princess?"

...

Jia Ping'an felt his whole body floating, and his breathing was as rapid as a bellows.

Gao Yang's face was flushed, and a few strands of long hair were pressed against his cheeks by sweat, looking more charming and beautiful.

She hugged Jia Ping'an's neck and said, "Let me go slowly."

a long time……

"I didn't expect you to look burly, but..."

"But what?"

"Nothing..." Gao Yang said in a voice: "Mr. Lang!"

"Um!"

"Mr. Lang!"

"Um!"

"Mr. Lang!"

This girl is not over?

Jia Ping'an said angrily: "What are you always doing?"

Gao Yang laughed, "I like it, I shouted, you answered, and I felt at ease in my heart."

She whispered: "I used to feel that I was floating and unable to step on the ground, as if I was alone. No matter the emperor or anyone else, I couldn't make me feel at ease. But now... I'm really at ease."

This woman...

Jia Ping'an's hands tightened a little, Gao Yang leaned in his arms, and squeezed hard, as if he was about to squeeze into his body.

"I just like to watch Langjun scare me with a stern face, and I also like to see Langjun swaying with those hundreds of riders..."

"At that time, I looked at you and thought... what a proud boy."

"Later, I encountered trouble, come and help me. You like to do all those things without hiding them, and never show me the merits."

"What kind of achievements do men do?" Jia Ping'an felt that the man's dignity had been violated, so he immediately punished him.

After a long time, Gao Yang gasped, "I know my husband is going to get married, but I can't, but I always have to be ahead of them."

Gao Yang smiled like a fox.

Later, she got up to dress, tidied up her makeup, then tied up her long hair, turned around and smiled charmingly, "Mr. Lang, do I look good?"

This woman is so beautiful that she is aggressive... Jia Ping'an nodded, "Good-looking."

...

Early the next morning, when Jia Ping'an opened his eyes, he felt a little shaking.

The bedroom seems a little strange, but it's just an emotion.

Get up and wash, then practice knife.

Wang Laoer looked at him and praised: "Langjun's sword technique... is even more powerful."

"Langjun."

After the knife practice, Hongyan handed over the towel and looked at Jia Ping'an with some confusion.

When she was cleaning the bed, she found several long hairs that were different from those of the Langjun.

And there is the faint fragrance of a woman in the bedding.

The little maid started to use her mind, thinking about her husband's words and deeds, and wanted to guess why.

Could it be that the husband...

She was a little sad, and when Jia Ping'an went to the yamen, she stood there in a daze.

"Cry?"

Sanhua's hateful voice came, and Hongyan shook her head, "I didn't cry."

"I don't have to see the intimacy between the husband and the princess."

Sanhua said proudly: "Also, you are stupid."

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

Hongyan learned a "household registration book attack" without any guidance.

Sanhua sneered: "If a man like Langjun is in Goryeo, there will be at least ten women serving him. In addition to the women he meets from time to time outside, there will be hundreds of women in his life..."

I still have a chance, but I need you idiot to join forces.

Sanhua felt that stupid women like Hongyan should not serve Langjun, but should change to herself.

As for the powerful men like Goryeo, she knew a lot about her father and brother, who were like this, and she could be called Goryeo Sea King.

Hongyan slowly turned around, raised her head slightly, and Sanhua thought about how this idiot would respond to him... Did she feel sad and depressed, and then wanted to join forces; or did she feel that she could become one of the more than a hundred women...

Hongyan's nose wrinkled and said disdainfully: "Is Langjun that stupid man waiting for?"

You said it right, but I was speechless... Sanhua: "..."

...

When we arrived at Baiqi, the brothers were very energetic and they were very loud when they saw Jia Ping'an greeting him.

"This is the hundred riders in my mind."

Jia Ping'an was very comfortable. When he entered the pay room, he saw Mingjing counting the money.

This woman probably went shopping again.

"What are you buying so many things alone?"

"I like it!" Mingjing's words were sincere.

I just like to buy.

You are the shopkeeper.

"Bao Dong!" Mingjing looked up.

"What's the matter?"

Bao Dong looked sad.

Mingjing held her cheek with her hands and said in anticipation: "Yesterday in the palace, I heard that several new Hu merchants came to Dongcheng City, with good jewelry. You can go and see which one is cheaper."

Bao Dong: “…”

He looked at Jia Ping'an.

Jia Ping'an coughed dryly, "This is a fake public service for personal gain!"

But I really want to see which one is the cheapest!

Ming Jing was itchy, "They said that one of them would be much cheaper, and if you don't buy it, you will lose."

Jia Ping'an was reading the news, and Wen Yan looked at her side, "Even if it's much cheaper, it's useless to buy it. Wouldn't it be a waste?"

This stupid man... Ming Jingzhen said with a verbal statement: "Buy it and leave it, you will take advantage of it."

“Jewelry will be depreciated, and the style will be less valuable if it is not fresh enough.”

"But I like to buy."

Then go and buy it.

Jia Ping'an picked up the message and continued reading.

"Wuyang Bo, someone from the Imperial College asked for a visit."

Jia Ping'an was in a daze and then remembered that he still had teaching tasks.

Later, he went to the Imperial College.

After entering the Imperial College, the teachers and students I met looked at him with a look.

"Why is this?"

Han Wei from the mathematics science came to greet him, and when he met Jia Ping'an, he asked about this.

Han Wei said: "The news of your return yesterday spread throughout the Imperial College, and some people began to slander you, saying that you were relying on the pillow style..."

This is what Gao Yang said.

When he thought of Gao Yang, the softness appeared in his mind.

"Later, the good news came, and those people were stunned." Han Wei said proudly: "No one would have thought that you would make such a contribution if you went to Mobei."

So surprised?

"Some students said they wanted to follow you, and they joined the army, and had a conflict with the assistant teacher."

It seems that I have admirers in the Imperial College.

Jia Ping'an couldn't help feeling a little fluttered.

A student suddenly stopped in front of him and asked respectfully: "Dare you ask Wu Yang Bo, are those aliens ready to move?"

Jia Ping'an nodded, "Yes, I'm ready to move."

The teachers and students who went to class stopped later, and many people looked at Jia Ping'an, who was much darker, curiously.

The assistant teacher said sarcastically: "But many people say that the alien races in Mobei and Monan have long been devoted to the Tang Dynasty. Isn't Wu Yang Bo afraid of misleading the students when he said this?"

Most of Jia Ping'an's supporters in the Imperial College were in mathematics. However, most of the mathematics were ordinary children, and the mainstream Imperial College was the children of powerful and high-ranking officials and landlords. Therefore, a situation was formed where civilian students supported Jia Ping'an and the children of powerful and powerful opposed it.

The students who asked the question looked like the powerful and noble children, and the young man was passionate and uncontrollable.

The assistant teacher looked disdainful, as if Jia Ping'an had just gone to Mobei for a vacation.

This is a public opinion war!

Jia Ping'an glanced at him sideways, "Do you know what Tieler people think?"

The assistant coach was stunned.

"Do you know what the Turks are thinking?"

Assistant: "Do you know?"

"Of course I know." Jia Ping'an felt that these people had been in the Imperial College for too long, so they were unfamiliar with external affairs, "I went to wipe out Tiel's rebellion, I knew that they were looking forward to a powerful Tiel; I broke into a Turkic tribe and persuaded them to join their tribes. I knew that they were still recalling the glory of the past. Whenever they had the chance, they would rise again and face the Wei River again..."

He stared at the assistant coach, "This is my personal experience, and what have you experienced? What have you done besides talking about the big talk, what have you done besides being sarcastic? Tell me, what do you know?"

The assistant's face turned red, "You...I..."

A student shouted: "Wu Yang Bo captured the enemy chief alive this time and appeased those tribes. He didn't know... who knew?"

The assistant coach blushed and quietly hid in the crowd.

Jia Ping'an disdained to get involved with such people, but this was a good opportunity to scan his face.

He pressed the knife with one hand and walked over under the attention of everyone.

"Men should do this!"

A student couldn't help but sigh, just like Xiang Yu saw Qin Shihuang's car driving.

"I should be like Wu Yang Bo. Wen and poetry can crush the world, and Wu and I can lead troops to sweep away the rebellion..."

But more students watched Jia Ping'an leave with complex eyes.

The powerful and powerful children have heard and learned a lot from childhood.

So Jia Ping'an's analysis is the most beneficial to them.

Benefiting is benefiting, but the new learning is not popular in the Imperial College. They feel that the new learning, which is deceased under the knife, violates their own interests, so they feel complicated.

A student bowed to Jia Ping'an's back and said aloud: "No matter how many disagreements are, Wu Yangbo's achievements in Mobei are worthy of our imitation."

Everyone nodded.

"That's what it should be!"

Jia Ping'an then taught a lesson in calculation, but this lesson was not about calculation, but the situation in the north and south of the desert.

"Once the Tang Dynasty cannot control the southern part of the Mo, the resurgence of the Turks will be uncontrollable."

"If the Tang Dynasty could not control Mobei, then the rise of the Tiel people would be unsuppressed."

These two judgments made the students explode.

We are the Tang Dynasty!

"Wuyang Bo, the Tang Dynasty will not give up on Mobei and Monan."

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "That requires the Tang Dynasty to continue to be strong. Once it weakens, it will not only be the north and south of Mo, but also the northwest and southwest..."

The Tang Dynasty is really awesome!

When it weakens to the setting sun of the empire, it can still survive a strong enemy.

Later, Jia Ping'an went to visit Xiao Bo, the priest of the wine, as usual.

Si Ye and Chen Bao were also there, and the two were discussing the matter.

"Wu Yang Bo is back, so happy to congratulate him!"

Xiao Bo congratulated with a smile.

Jia Ping'an talked about the situation of mathematics learning, and Xiao Bo remembered something, "I have read the textbooks for mathematics learning, but I am a little confused. Please give me some advice."

There is a bookcase next to it...

This bookcase is not the kind in later generations.

In the eyes of later generations, the books of the Tang Dynasty were probably similar to those of ancient paintings or imperial edicts.

A very long piece of paper can be imagined as a long banner in ancient paintings, with words on it and both sides are wrapped in axle.

A scroll of "books" is placed in a cloth bag. This cloth bag is called "books". The so-called voluminous volumes refer to the scenes where scrolls of books are stacked in many scenes.

Each book has a label hanging on the head, hanging outside for easy search.

Xiao Bo followed the label and found the book, took it out, untied the rope, and pulled open the shaft on one side.

"Here you say that you should be the leader of the Imperial College, and I think it is worth discussing."

He pressed the axis on one side with his left hand and slowly pulled the axis on the other side with his right hand, but the book was too long, so he had to roll up with his left hand and pull it away with his right hand, and read down step by step.

"And here, you say that the basis of all learning is the basis of all learnings, but I think it is inappropriate."

Now Confucianism is the most respected, and Jia Ping'an's expression of mathematics seemed normal to later generations, but at this time it seemed shocking.

Xiao Bo didn't say he was a lunatic, he was just polite.

But this kind of position is really impossible to argue.

In the view of Confucianism, the first priority of human beings in the world is to cultivate themselves. By learning Confucianism, they shape students' three views, which is crucial.

In Xiao Bo's opinion, the expression of math as the basis of all learning is to abandon the three views and directly strive for practical learning.

Jia Ping'an can accept this statement.

"Confucianism cultivates one's own mind and mind, and calculations are practical and not in conflict."

Xiao Bo frowned, "It's not just that conflicts are not conflicting, but that's not enough to be a good place."

"The same was true for Confucianism back then."

Jia Ping'an retorted, "Whose knowledge can be rampant in the world from the beginning and become a prominent scholar? Mathematics is a practical study, and it will be beneficial to learn it. Confucianism is a learning that shapes students' foundations, so it must be learned. Why can't the two be integrated?"

Xiao Bo said lightly: "The benefits of mathematics... are not worth mentioning."

It seems that this old guy has been holding it in for a long time, and he sent it all out.

Jia Ping'an asked: "Whether it is in the Sixth Department or where, there may be less calculations?"

Xiao Bo said lightly: "Confucianism is the foundation."

"Confucianism is the knowledge that shapes people, and calculation is the knowledge that does things." Jia Ping'an said aggressively: "Can a person only cultivate himself and mind, and no longer do things? Then... I dare to ask Xiao Jijiu, is he a Taoist or a monk?"

Well!

This counterattack was so sharp that Xiao Bo could not avoid it.

"But who were not influenced by Confucianism in the dynasty? Have you ever been able to do things?"

This is a quibble.

Jia Ping'an shook his head, "There is a teaching in Confucianism that teaches them how to be officials and how to calculate... If so, why would the Imperial College still set up a mathematics school?"

The young man was so aggressive that I was speechless...Xiao Bo: "..."

Confucianism is awesome, so what are you doing?

Jia Ping'an seemed to have no intention of being humble and continued: "There was a saying of the six arts of gentlemen, such as etiquette, music, shooting, imperialism, books, and numbers... Why should we avoid talking about it?"

What criticizes Confucianism is the fact that a group of old men are the ones who are unable to move, cannot ride horses and shoot arrows, like to be otakus, stay at home to study the knowledge of the sages, and can be called "working behind closed doors."

Gradually, these people got into a dead end and blindly deduced Confucianism into the category of religion and philosophy... By the Ming and Qing dynasties, Confucianism became a foot binding for women, which was long and smelly. Even when they passed the imperial examination and became officials, they had to hire several masters to dare to go. The Shaoxing masters became a traditional advantageous employment project.

But now it is the Tang Dynasty, and this old master is not popular with everyone.

So Xiao Bo was speechless. If it were the Ming and Qing Dynasties, he would probably have smashed the inkstone in an instant. Then he gathered up ordinary corrupt scholars and beat you up with a crime of deviating from the scriptures and arrested you. When the government heard this... Damn, he dared to blaspheme Confucianism and severely punish him!

Therefore, Jia Ping'an cherishes the freedom of this era. He can freely talk about the benefits of learning without worrying about being beaten up. Of course, he is not afraid of being beaten up.

Chen Bao felt that Xiao Bo was a little embarrassed, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere, "I'll take a look."

He opened the scroll again and asked Jia Ping'an for advice, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Xiao Bo was obviously a little disappointed and finally said, "Can you subvert the new study?"

The old man seems to be unwilling to admit defeat!

Jia Ping was happy and pointed to the book and said, "New studies can subvert it."

Xiao Bo picked up the scroll and smiled and said, "Since many years ago, whether it is Jianshu or anything else, it looks like this. Does Wu Yang Bo think this is inappropriate?"

"Of course it's not appropriate!"

Jia Ping'an had been fed up with books and made some booklets by himself, but the mainstream today is still books and still manuscripts.

Thinking about the manuscripts from earlier generations, it was an excited heart, a trembling hand... but now it has been popular.

Xiao Bo shook his head, "So, I will wait and see."

Jia Ping'an felt aroused, "If I could make the book more convenient and make it quickly, Xiao Jijiu..."

Is this a bet for boy?

I remember that when I was a gambling man, you were not born yet!

Xiao Bo's heart was slightly moved, "If you can do it, I promise you something, if I can't do it, I'll agree to you too, okay?"

Jia Ping'an was waiting for this sentence, and he was secretly happy, but he held back, "So... a gentleman's word!"

He reached out.

Xiao Bo smiled and stretched out his hand, "It's hard to chase after all!"

The two of them slapped their high fives, and the bet was done.

But Xiao Bo was worried that Jia Ping'an would cheat, so he said, "Chen Siye can be a witness."

I was about to find someone to testify, but you actually took the initiative to ask... Chen Bao's son Chen Xiang is Jia Ping'an's student, and he dare not cheat.

"good!"

Xiao Bo was secretly proud.

...
Chapter completed!