Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 193 Dove
Li Shimin laughed angrily: "Sure enough, I'm just trying to quibble! I only went to teach arithmetic for half a day in ten days, and it will exhaust you to death? Just shirk!"

Fan Zheng sighed: "Your Majesty doesn't know something. There is a sequence in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in art. A teacher doesn't have to be better than a student, and a student doesn't have to be inferior to a teacher."

Kong Yingda, Yan Shigu, and Linghu Defen looked at each other, and saw the shock and appreciation in each other's eyes.

Unexpectedly, this half-baked censor actually spoke well, and every sentence hit the hearts of the great Confucians.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the Great Confucianism is more or less a teacher.

Hey, the intercepted "Teacher's Talk", it's weird that you don't have a sense of identity.

"Although the students in Dunhuafang are all taught by the minister in the way of abacus, many students' hands and feet are much faster than the minister's. This is the best example. Besides, who is a teacher and doesn't want his disciples to surpass themselves? ?”

"I don't dare to force Wu Qian to study arithmetic. There is nothing I can do, I just let him go back to the workshop to learn abacus, and arithmetic is still taught by me."

Fan Zheng blinked harmlessly, with an innocent face.

Others don't care, but Kong Yingda is nervous.

In the future, it is inevitable that someone will compare the level of abacus students with those of Fang students. If they are all taught by Wu Qi, there is nothing to say.

If one end is taught by Fan Zheng, and the other end is taught by Wuqian, but the students taught by Wuqian are more powerful, and the outside world will be sour.

What arithmetic is not as good as the workshop, and the blindness of gold and jade can make the Imperial Academy lose face.

Kong Yingda is dozens of years old, it is impossible to seek power, wealth, and sex, wouldn't it be better to have a better reputation?
"Your Majesty, the Imperial College believes that Wu Yi can be a teaching assistant. There is no such position in mathematics, so it can be set as a teaching assistant."

Look, what happened to Fan Zheng in the past can occasionally be shown to his own students.

As for Zhen Bang who was assigned to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, there was no need for Fan Zheng to bother, Tang Jian, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, had already dealt with it properly.

Fan Zheng also shook his head when he thought about the Duke of Ju, who cares about ups and downs.

Forget it, anyway, Tang Jian is not someone Fan Zheng can touch, and the last time he was dismissed from office, it was just the emperor taking the opportunity to point out his in-laws.

Only Zhen Xing had a headache, and Fan Zheng didn't want him to go down. In the yamen in the imperial city, Fan Zheng still had many people who could only chat with people and couldn't make friends.

It was Li Qianyou who solved the difficulty, and a small Yushitai Shu Lingshi solved the problem.

Official status is not a matter, Shuling Shi is a foreign official, and when the timing is right and the upper official remains unchanged, it is still very easy to enter the stream.

The biggest advantage of Yushitai is that promotion does not have to be done step by step. Otherwise, why do you think officials like Ma Zhou have to come back after leaving Yushitai?
Fan Zheng's jump from monitoring the censor to serving the censor alone can make many foreign officials cry: We want it too!
In the end, the few leading students all got out of the future.

Tang Jian even said that he would decide whether to introduce officials from Fangxue after seeing Zhenbang's success this year...next year.

Pay attention, it's an official.

Fan Zheng said that Zhen Bang had to work hard, or his butt would bloom.
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In the Sifang Pavilion, Gao Huanquan was restless.

Datang will not do anything in the past two years, and Goguryeo knows it well.

After all, you can't yell "I tell you not to wear a hat" for a reason to do it, can you?
In addition, the distance is long, five thousand and one hundred miles away, and it is not that you can fight whenever you want.

Even against the small country of Gaochang, Hou Junji led the Jiaohe army and ate sand for seven or eight months on the road, let alone against a "big country" like Goguryeo?
This word, Gao Huanquan thinks it is correct, Goguryeo is a big country, and Tang Dynasty is a huge country.

However, Silla and Baekje are two annoying little bugs, really annoying!

Enemy on three sides;

Inside, the Qian family became more and more arrogant. Half of the soldiers and horses in Pyongyang belonged to the Shunnu tribe.

The big opponent is the old fox Qian Taizuo. The royal family has no chance to take power, but Qian Taizuo is too old.

According to the famous doctor bought by the royal family, Yuan Taizuo's body was on the verge of exhaustion, and it would take a year or so at most.

The old fox's second son, Qian Jingtu, is not outstanding in military and political affairs, that is, he married Gao Huanquan's niece—the daughter of his cousin Gao Zang and the granddaughter of his uncle Gao Dayang.

The only one who can take over is his eldest son, Qian Gaisuwen, the lord of the west, who was a ruthless man who once fought against the famous Silla general Yan Chuan in Qichongcheng—although he was still defeated.

The problem is that Qian Gai Suwen is not a good person. I am afraid that only by seeking strong foreign aid can he be defeated.

Gritting his teeth, Gao Huanquan led the men, pulled the last nine carts of jewellery, and a cart of wild ginseng, out of Suzaku Gate, under Laiji's strange eyes, turned left, crossed the street, turned left again, and entered the bright and beautiful Chongrenfang.

The most famous person living in Chongrenfang is, of course, the queen's first mother and elder brother, Zhao Guogong's eldest Sun Wuji, who was also an important figure in the Zhenguan Dynasty.

Gao Huanquan walked on the quiet bluestone slab, feeling the elegance of the environment.

If it weren't for winter, how fascinating it would be when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming!
The indistinct noise came to Gao Huanquan's ears, and it could be heard that it was a mixture of pleasure and anger.

Unable to restrain himself, Gao Huanquan turned around and walked into a courtyard with an open door.

The interior of the courtyard is very plain, not even a single layer of mortar has been scraped on the walls, and the floor is covered with slats made of a strange material that is not like stone. In the middle of the courtyard is a platform built from several similar slabs.

On the stage, in a cage five feet square, two pigeons with scarlet eyes were soaring and jumping, their beaks protruded like guns, and their claws were as sharp as knives. The gray feathers, white feathers, and fluff in the cage were messy and soaked in blood quickly. these feathers.

"So it's a gambling game!"

Gao Huanquan wanted to turn around and get down to business, but found that his legs didn't work.

Hehe, in Pyongyang, Gao Huanquan was a frequent visitor to the gaming place under Datong's sect.

"My son, don't you want to pay homage to Duke Zhao?"

The accompanying ambassadors tried their best to persuade them.

The ambassador of Goguryeo does not refer to the official envoy, but an official position, with a big envoy at the top and a small envoy at the bottom.

Gao Huanquan rolled up his sleeves: "Duke Zhao Guo hasn't returned home yet, this son will have a good time first!"

Cockfighting is also popular in Goguryeo, but this is the first time I have seen pigeon fighting.

Looking at this small and exquisite body fighting in the cage, it makes people feel like galloping on the battlefield and commanding it with certainty.

This round ended quickly with the death of the gray dove, and it was time to pay, and the consistent copper coins looked particularly eye-catching.

In the next round, there are still two pigeons, one gray and one white.

The young man who presided over the gambling game squinted at Gao Huanquan: "Are you from outside? Just take a look. Gambling is very risky. Be careful that you will lose all your bibigao. Yeye Li Yuan is sitting in the manor. It is always ugly to say first. There is no upper limit for betting on one penny.”

If you don't say this, Gao Huanquan may not participate.

If you want to talk fast, unless you turn around and leave, otherwise, you have to answer one or two.

It was this "Yeah", which made Gao Huanquan feel uncomfortable.

Hey, everyone in Chang'an is calling themselves Yeye, what can you do?
(End of this chapter)