Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 449 subverts you

  It was raining heavily.

   Li Ji stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, looking at the whiteness of the world.

   "This is the power of heaven and earth, beyond human power."

  A small official came with an umbrella. He was worried that the water rebounded from the umbrella in front of him would splash Li Ji, so he stopped two steps away, "Mr. Ying, someone from the Imperial College is here."

  Li Ji shook his head.

   Such matters are naturally taken care of by Xu Jingzong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

  The little official said: "That man had a dispute with Xu Shangshu."

  …

   "You bitch, Xiao Jia is so smart, how can you say that the Imperial College is full of old-fashioned idiots?"

   Xu Jingzong was so angry that he cursed.

  The person who came was an official of the Imperial College, and he said with saliva: "This word was passed on by Uncle Wuyang, and he also sent people to spread it throughout the entire Imperial College."

   Xiao Jia is crazy?

  Xu Jingzong was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of Master Jia's urine...

  Xiao Jia has been criticized by the people of the Imperial College for too long. Whenever he mentioned the new learning, those people regarded him as a target, ridiculed, abused, blamed and criticized...

  Xiao Jia has been silent all this time, the old man thought he was really a good boy who repays grievances with kindness, but who knew that he went crazy.

  The official looked at him and thought, don't you have the shame to try again?

  Xu Jingzong looked serious, "He said that?"

  The official nodded, "It's absolutely true."

  Xu Jingzong sighed, "There must be his reason."

   Shameless! The official turned around and left, "I'm going to see the British Duke!"

   See you mother!

  Xu Jingzong said indifferently, "This old man is the minister of the Ministry of Rites. Is the Imperial College going to rebel?"

  A senior official crushes people to death, not to mention that Lao Xu is the upper official of the Imperial Academy.

   "The old man is too full to wait for you!"

  Xu Jingzong was ready to find Jia Pingan cursing.

  Officials were taken to Li Ji.

   "A bunch of old-fashioned idiots?"

   These words were scolded heartily, and Li Ji felt very happy.

   But the pole swept away everyone in the Guozijian except mathematics, which aroused public outrage.

   "Let's wait for the Ministry of Rites to verify this matter before making a claim."

  Li Ji is very kind.

   "Xu Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites said..." The official was so angry that his eyes were red, "He said that since Uncle Wuyang said so, there must be a reason for him."

  The official returned without success, and the Guozijian immediately boiled.

  Xu Jingzong went to look for Li Ji, and then sent people to Baiqi.

   "Baiqi said that Uncle Wuyang has a big event today and he is going to the Imperial College."

   Damn it!

  Xu Jingzong was not very courageous, and his face turned pale when he heard this, "Mr. Ying, please go and suppress the Imperial College, otherwise the officials are worried that Xiao Jia will be beaten to death."

  You have humiliated those people, and you still dare to show off in the street. Are you looking for death?

  Li Ji was also a little nervous, "Go and see."

  …

  Jia Pingan arrived outside the Imperial College with a few carts.

   Bao Dong went to negotiate, "Uncle Wu Yang wants to go in."

  The door exploded as soon as it heard it, and turned around and ran away.

   "Hey! What are you running for?"

   Bao Dong felt weird.

   Jia Ping'an dismounted, "Go straight in."

  The convoy slowly entered the Imperial College.

  Go forward for more than a hundred steps, and you can see the school building in front of you, and you can see a crowd of people coming from the left.

"so many people."

  Uncle Wuyang's prestige in the Imperial College is really high... Bao Dong smiled and said, "But you came to welcome Uncle Wuyang?"

   "Really." Lei Hong was also a little envious, "Uncle Wuyang is such a great talent, who wouldn't want to learn from him?"

   "Slut dog slave, die today!"

   "Shoba Xing, Yeye will definitely kill you today!"

   Bao Dong and Lei Hong's expressions changed drastically, "Uncle Wuyang, run quickly."

   There must be thousands of people in this special girl, and I can't see if there are any more. If they really want to swarm up, they are like small stones in the sea, and they will die in an instant.

   "Calm down."

  He said calmly, but Jia Pingan felt that his complaints were too sharp, which made the entire Imperial College go crazy.

   "Draw the knife!"

   Bao Dong was the first to draw his sword, his face livid, "Stop!"

  The crowd still rushed over.

   Damn it!

   Pills!

  Lei Hong pulled his beard, "I can't stop it, Uncle Wuyang, retreat quickly!"

  At the critical moment, Jia Pingan stood on the horseback.

  This horsemanship and balance ability can be called leverage.

   He yelled: "I brought something to shame you today, listen to yay!"

  Xiao Bo also arrived in time, led the crowd to scold him, and stopped the crowd at a place more than ten steps away from Jia Ping'an.

  The teachers and students of mathematics also arrived in time, blocking Jia Ping'an.

   "Slut dog slave, you can't come or go today!"

   "Kill him!"

  The atmosphere is very tense, and it can be said to be on the verge of breaking out.

  Chen Erniang from the Ministry of Punishment was rushed to watch the play by Wang Qi, and asked her to play tricks at a critical moment.

  —Thousands of people besieged Jia Pingan, you pretended to stop him, looking for an opportunity to kill him!

  Wang Qi is still bedridden. According to the doctor, he is waiting for the swelling to go down, but even if the swelling is gone, in the future... the doctor didn't say it directly, but asked Wang Qi if he had a child.

   Having a child... It's okay if the function is lost.

   Obsolete!

  Chen Erniang couldn't help shivering when she thought of Wang Qi's eyes.

  She hurried over with people, and saw the confrontation between the two sides.

   "Do you want to make a move?"

  The subordinates were a little excited.

   "What did you do? Under the watchful eyes of everyone, do you really think everyone else is a fool?"

  Chen Erniang stared at Jia Ping'an and berated him casually.

  Jia Ping'an stood on the horseback, and A Bao also stabilized his body very vigorously.

   "The so-called Guozijian is the location of the highest school in the world."

  Jia Ping’an’s opening remarks made the atmosphere a little more relaxed, “Most of the students of the Imperial College are the sons of officials and powerful people. These people have learned a lot from their fathers and ancestors since they were young. What do they want to learn when they enter the Imperial College? This has nothing to do with someone.”

  He really felt that it didn't matter, he didn't care about the life and death of these powerful children.

"I have inherited the new learning, and mathematics is only a branch of the new learning. The new learning has been awarded to the mathematics, but there are always people who think that the new learning is the soul of Confucianism. Some people say that the new learning will sooner or later become a street rat. Everyone Shout out."

   "Isn't it?" Someone sneered.

   "Of course not." Jia Pingan glanced at the man, "In my eyes, you are waiting for those idiots who refuse to give up. Why? Just because you are worried that others will take your chance."

   "Gibberish!"

   "You wait for Confucianism, rely on Confucianism to become an official, and rely on Confucianism to become a master. Once a new knowledge appears, you are worried and afraid, and you are worried that your job will not be guaranteed... so you will desperately suppress it."

  Those teachers and students exploded.

  Jia Pingan shouted: "If not, what new learning are you afraid of? Whose ancestral grave is being dug by the new learning? Or is the new learning harmful? Who dares to say that the new learning is harmful?"

  This is not the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and Confucianism has not yet been promoted to a religious status, so Jia Ping'an's words have aroused some people's contemplation.

   "Yeah, why are you so cynical and besieging Xinxue everywhere?"

  Jia Ping’an has held back his anger for a long time, and today he came to vent his anger. “Those who are capable never worry about any competition, but some people are used to living a peaceful life and refuse to accept any competition, so they slander and suppress!”

   "What is this called? Isn't this conformity? Isn't this obsolete?"

   Jia Pingan roared while standing on horseback.

  The teachers and students responded with roars and anger, and moved forward step by step.

   "He is really rebellious!"

  Chen Erniang was trembling all over, her face was reddish.

  Master Jia, who was fearless in the face of thousands of people, undoubtedly planted a seed of rebellion in her heart.

  Li Ji and Xu Jingzong arrived.

   "Not good!" Seeing those people attacking, Xu Jingzong shouted, "Xiao Jia, run."

  Just as Li Ji was about to reprimand him, Jia Pingan unhurriedly took out something from his cuff.

   A booklet!

  He waved the booklet and cursed: "This is the subversion I prepared for you!"

  The crowd was silent for a moment.

Jia Pingan said coldly: "That day when I met with Jijiu, Jijiu was looking for scrolls in the cabinet. I thought this form was too cumbersome, but I asked many people, and they all felt that scrolls are good. It's so good That’s good, but I just don’t know how to adapt and change.”

   "How about rolling the book?" Jia Pingan pulled his hands together, "press the scroll with one hand and pull it with the other. Are you tired?"

  Everyone was startled.

   "What kind of subversion is this?"

   Saby!

   Jia Pingan opened the thread-bound book.

   blah blah blah...

Huh!

  All the people present were scholars, and someone shouted, "Is this a book?"

   "Why isn't this a book?" Jia Pingan held up the book, "Page by page, all the content is collected in one book, let me ask, is this subversion?"

  The scene was completely silent.

  Li Ji stroked his beard, "I like to read books when I go out, but it's not easy to carry books. These books... go get one."

   Someone went over and asked for a copy, and Li Ji took it and opened it.

   "From the first page...open, wonderful!"

  Li Ji praised: "It's so small and compact, and the content is much more than the book. I will carry a few books with me when I go out, so I can write freely."

  Xu Jingzong was very itchy on the sidelines, wishing he could grab it and experience it.

   Xiaobo is already watching.

   This is a mathematics textbook with dozens of pages. After opening, the content is dense. After reading the previous page, turn to another page, without any need to scroll the scroll, pull the scroll open.

   "Easy and freehand!"

  Xiao Bo raised his head, his eyes burning, "What is the most important thing in the world? Enlightenment! What is the most important thing in enlightenment? Scroll! It was a lot of inconvenience to use scrolls before, but these books are lightweight and save paper..."

  Someone shouted: "Sacrifice wine, this is a crooked way!"

"Shut up!" Xiao Bo's face was livid, and he stopped the teaching assistant, "What crooked ways? Why do we teach and educate people? To make students sensible. The original books were not easy to carry and the cost was high, which made many people unable to study. Now Wuyang Uncle has thought of such a wonderful method, which will be of great help to enlighten the world, this is the right way!"

  The light of righteousness shone on Jia Ping'an.

   Someone said: "Everyone can think of this way!"

  Chen Bao said angrily: "Then why didn't you think of it?"

  Xiao Bo smiled wryly: "This is what Uncle Wu Yang said about keeping old things and sticking to old things."

   This is self-inflicted!

  Many feel ashamed.

  In the past few days, the teachers and students of the Imperial College have repeatedly targeted the teachers and students of mathematics.

  The scene was quiet, Chen Erniang looked at Jia Pingan on horseback, and her subordinates whispered in her ears.

   "This thing is so small, then the files of our Ministry of Punishment will be very convenient."

  He will take the opportunity to ease the relationship between the two parties, right?

   Maybe he will take the opportunity to show his favor.

   Then he became a guest of the Imperial College, and his popularity suddenly increased.

  Chen Erniang thought about this, and Wang Qi's confession gradually faded away.

  The teachers and students were muttering, and their voices gradually became louder.

   This is a complete subversion.

"The book takes up a lot of space, it's not easy to store, and there is only so much content in a book. These books are stacked one by one, and can be written on both sides. The same paper can have two or three books. And there is only one book."

"This is just one thing. Think about how much content can a book have? And how much content can a volume have? A volume is so small, if you want to carry the same volume... then you need four or five volumes ?”

   "There are so many volumes piled up in four or five volumes, but one book is such a small one. This is subversive!"

   There is no doubt that this is a subversion of the traditional way of recording.

  The teachers and students looked at Jia Pingan with complicated eyes.

  This man really walks his talk...

  If Jia Pingan said something nice at this moment, then his relationship with the Imperial College would be different from now on.

but…

   "Is this subversion?"

   Jia Pingan waved a book and asked.

   This is a real slap in the face!

  Jia Ping'an threw the book away, "For arithmetic, everyone should take a book back!"

  Students of mathematics triumphantly came to pick up their books.

   Li Ji has black lines all over his head.

  Xu Jingzong praised: "This is the man."

  Jia Ping'an stood on the horseback, proudly overlooking the Imperial College staff.

   "This is the man." Chen Erniang murmured.

  Someone suddenly said: "Why do these two books have the same characters?"

  He flipped through the two books together, comparing each word.

   "Hey!" Someone also went to find a book for comparison.

   "If it is the same, who copied it?"

  Everyone is puzzled.

   Jia Pingan sat relaxed on horseback and waved.

  Two craftsmen came.

   There are a few other people helping them.

   But it was Master Jia who shot.

  For today, he practices woodblock printing skills every day...

  He got off his horse and walked over. The two craftsmen looked at him with tears of gratitude in their eyes.

  In the past, no one paid attention to them, but today they are able to show the charm of engraving under the eyes of everyone in the Imperial College.

   What a high-spirited one.

  Someone sent a table, and then the engraving board was placed, and all kinds of tools were placed.

   Jia Ping'an first took a brush to brush the ink on the engraving, and then evened the ink.

  Pay attention to the distance between the left and right of the white paper, reserve the space for binding, and then cover it on the engraving block.

  At this moment, someone suddenly realized.

   "Is that so?"

   Then use the brush to apply force evenly on the paper, so that every word can leave ink marks.

  Pick up the paper...display it to the public.

  One page of the book is thus printed.

"I see?"

   Xiao Bo came over and took the paper and looked at it carefully, "It's very clear."

   Clear of course!

   Someone said: "It's not as good as the copy."

   Xiao Bo changed his color, grabbed the ink brush and threw it over, and the faces of the people in front were covered in ink.

   "What education wants is cheap, what it wants is quick and convenient, what is good-looking? This word is not good-looking? It's not as good as you?"

  Want to use this to **** me off?

   Jia Ping'an said flatly: "You can't prove what you say, write your words, and those present will be the judges, and you can compare them!"

  These words are not simple. Jia Pingan invited a famous writer to write them. Now it seems that there is no problem in crushing the Guozijian.

  I've been prepared for a long time, just waiting for someone to hit me head-on!

   Jia Pingan looked at the man, "There are pens and inks here, what are you waiting for?"

  The man glanced at the word and said, "Stomach hurts! Ouch!"

  Little man!

   Not only Jia Ping'an, everyone present was angry.

   "Little man!"

  The man covered his face and squeezed into the crowd.

   "Who hit me?"

  Jia Pingan took a step forward, "Who still has doubts?"

  Chen Bao praised: "Others can question it, but Guozijian can't."

  Since the explosion of the new school, Guozijian has become the base camp of opposition. Jia Pingan has been forbearing, and today's sudden attack can be called hearty.

"who?"

   No answer!

   "The Imperial Academy has been defeated." Xu Jingzong said with a smile, "Xiao Jia really... The old man said that Xiao Jia's words were right, but those people still didn't believe it, but now it really is, hahahaha!"

  Li Ji stroked his beard and smiled, "This is a major cultural and educational event. Even if Kong Yingda was reborn here today, I have to bow down to express my gratitude."

  Others can question thread-bound books, saying that I just like scrolls, why?

  But the Imperial College can't!

   Someone asked: "Why can't the Imperial College?"

   "Guozijian is a place for teaching and educating people. You said that the children of the rich and powerful are not short of money, but what about the children of the poor? Do you know how much energy and how much money they spend to copy books and buy those books?"

   Chen Erniang understood, and couldn't help being surprised, "Is there such a merit?"

   "Some people say that these words are rigid and unremarkable. Others can say it, but the Imperial College can't say it."

   "I understand this. Students are studying in the Imperial College. It's good if they can understand clearly. Besides, the words look quite impressive."

   "From then on, it is very convenient to carry books, and it is extremely easy. It has also become possible for poor people to save money to buy a book that has been printed. Uncle Wu Yang's move is not only a subversive, but also a great merit."

   Chen Erniang looked at Jia Ping'an, and suddenly thought of Wang Qi.

  Wang Qi said all day long that he has the talent to be a scholar, but all day long he was thinking about how to harm people, how to deceive people...

   And Jia Pingan not only deflated Wang Qi, but also made such amazing inventions. When the two were compared, Wang Qi suddenly became dust.

   "Jia Pingan!"

  Chen Erniang clenched her hands subconsciously, thinking about the feeling of being held by Master Jia.

  The little official next to her thought she was full of hatred, "This person deserves to die!"

  Chen Erniang glanced at him, thinking that you are all dead, he must still be alive and well, especially rebellious and reckless!

   Somehow, the thought took over her mind.

  Li Ji said with a smile in the back: "Xiao Jia took a breath of anger today, and I will get some books like this later, and take them with me."

   "The British prince is a bit stingy in this move."

Um?

  Li Ji glanced at Xu Jingzong, thinking that this person wanted to provoke the old man?

  Xu Jingzong said: "When I turned back, the old man ordered the Guozijian to replace all the books with the same seal. In addition, all the books in the Ministry of Rites were replaced, and they were all copied in books."

   "Also."

  If Li Ji, as the boss of Shangshu Province, said something, then the matter would be considered a certainty.

  The first shot of the new book comes out, a good start!

  Front, Xiao Bo put down the book in his hand, walked in front of Jia Pingan, and bowed solemnly.

   "Uncle Wuyang's move is of great benefit to enlightening the world. I thank you on behalf of the Imperial College."

  Jia Ping'an stood there, watching thousands of teachers and students of the Imperial Academy clasp their hands.

   "Thank you Uncle Wuyang!"

  He raised his head slightly and turned around, full of vigor!

  (end of this chapter)