Overview: More children, more blessings, Xu Weixiong takes a concubine at the beginning

Jia Baoyu entered the academy, just to study.

Jia Xuan is already a teacher of the academy.

"Since when has Jia Xuan been able to talk and laugh with Mr. Da?" Jia Zheng narrowed his eyes.

"It's just flattery." Jia Baoyu said coldly.

Lin Daiyu couldn't take it anymore, she sneered:

"Is Mr. Da someone who can walk side by side with flattery? Are you looking down on Mr. Da, or are you unwilling to face reality?"

Jia Baoyu was speechless.

Mother Jia waved her hand:

"The academy is nothing more than that, let's not read this book."

Jia Zheng hurriedly stopped:

"It can't be done. The whole capital city knows that Baoyu is going to study in the academy. If he doesn't study on the first day, isn't it a joke?"

Mother Jia was speechless.

Wang Xifeng chuckled:

"Of course I want to read it. Baoyu earned it by himself. Xiren, Qingwen, why are you still standing? Why don't you send Baoyu in."

Jia Baoyu lost interest.

Xiren and Qingwen led him from left to right and entered the gate of the academy.

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16. Can the daughter of the Gun Fairy be accepted as a concubine?

The cold wind gradually picked up, and the city of Shenjing became gray.

Today is Jia Xuan's first day of teaching.

He came to the classroom, startled.

The classroom was full, and those who had no seats stood at the back.

Their eyes are full of curiosity.

The new gentleman, so young, teaches calligraphy, what is so amazing about him?

"Sir." The students saluted Jia Xuan who had just entered.

"Please sit down." Jia Xuan calmly smiled.

I didn't expect that after time travel, I could live a teacher's addiction.

He glanced over and found a familiar figure.

Jia Baoyu!

While everyone was quietly waiting for class, Jia Baoyu stood up and chuckled:

"Jia Xuan, you have never participated in the scientific examination, and you are not even a scholar. How can you become a teacher of the academy?"

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Mr. Xin is not even a scholar?

That's right, how can he become a teacher of the academy?

No matter how many great Confucian scholars there are, they are not qualified to be the masters of the academy.

He is young and has no fame.

Why?

"Who says a dog can bully a tiger? How do you know that a fish can't turn into a dragon." Jia Xuan said in a deep voice, "Master, there is no distinction between teaching and learning. When three people walk together, there must be my teacher? Why did the academy care about fame?"

A girl of peerless beauty stood up:

"That's right, if you want to talk about your background, Mr. Big is a woodcutter, Mr. Second is also a poor scholar, and Mr. Third is a fortune teller. Hehe, none of them have participated in the scientific examination, and they have no fame."

Many students listened and nodded in agreement.

The academy never talked about their backgrounds, and most of the students were civilians.

Many gentlemen were looked down upon before they became famous.

"What qualifications does he have to compare with gentlemen?" Jia Baoyu snorted coldly.

Jia Xuan's half-smile was not a smile:

"It seems that you are doubting the eyes of the gentlemen. I was invited by Mr. Da to teach calligraphy, so I will write a picture. Let everyone see if I am qualified."

As he said that, he picked up the pen prepared on the desk, and picked up the pen in one go:

Who says a dog can bully a tiger?How do you know that a fish does not turn into a dragon.

The students in the front row exclaimed after seeing it.

They lifted up the word, which immediately attracted bursts of exclamation.

The novelty of shape, the strictness of the law, and the majesty of the momentum can be traced back to the masters of the past. They are dense, dignified, deep and stable, and their stippling has muscles and bones.

"Good words! Good words! Good words!"

The crowd was amazed.

Jia Xuan glanced over and asked loudly:

"Am I qualified to be Mr. Academy?"

The unparalleled beauty responded positively:

"Everyone in this world can't compare to the master's handwriting, please teach me."

Her voice fell.

Many students said together:

"Please sir teach me."

Jia Baoyu's complexion turned blue and white.

He originally wanted to embarrass Jia Xuan, but he didn't expect that stealing the chicken would cost him nothing.

"Then, Second Master Bao, you'd better go back to your fandom, write some articles that make you feel sick, and don't come to the academy." The unparalleled girl sneered at Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu was so angry that he turned and left.

Jia Xuan looked at the girl with great interest.

Whose house is this?Dare to directly attack Rongguo Mansion's Second Master Bao.

……

After one class, the response was very good.

Jia Xuan walked out of the classroom and was chased by that beautiful girl:

"gentlemen."

Jia Xuan smiled slightly:

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

The beautiful girl shook her head:

"My name is Sikong Qianluo, sir, please remember."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left, leaving behind a valiant and heroic figure with her high ponytail swaying.

Jia Xuan was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that this girl was the daughter of Spear Fairy Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng is a strong land god, the No. 1 spearmanship in the world.

No wonder she dared to hate Jia Baoyu.

Jia Xuan frowned.

Can the spear fairy's daughter be taken as a concubine?

Will her father overthrow my Ningguo Mansion?

"Stop thinking about it, I still have to go to work in the Imperial City Secretary." Jia Xuan laughed at himself, "Why am I so busy?"

He left the academy and rushed to the Imperial City Division.

When they arrived at the yamen, they ran into Gu Qianfan as soon as they entered.

"It's just in time, the governor is looking for you." He frowned.

"The Governor is looking for me? What's the matter?" Jia Xuan was confused, I was just a small role in the Imperial City Division, so the Governor's eyes could still fall on me?

"How the hell do I know? Just answer carefully." Gu Qianfan said.

Jia Xuan went up the Haoqi Building and came to the seventh floor.

The governor, Yuhuatian, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, with a graceful demeanor and sharp eyes.

"Meet the governor." Jia Xuan bowed.

Yu Huatian didn't turn around to look at him, but asked calmly:

"You are now Mr. Academy, why, do you think I don't have room for you in the Imperial City Division?"

Jia Xuan was secretly startled, the governor paid attention to all this?

He pretended to look embarrassed, and spread his hands helplessly:

"I... was also driven to the shelves. The academy is very boring. How can there be any excitement from the Imperial City Division? My wife's senior sister joined forces with my wife to force me to go."

Yuhuatian was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect Jia Xuan to answer like this.

He turned around slowly, his gaze fell on Jia Xuan.

Jia Xuan had the feeling of being seen through again.

"Mister Da, are you alright?" Yu Huatian asked.

Jia Xuan didn't know why Yuhuatian asked such a question.

He pretended to be surprised again, grinning:

"Mr. Da is still handsome, the light almost blinds my dog's eyes."

Yuhuatian was amused by his words, and smiled slightly:

"In the future, there will be more contact with Mr. Yu Da. If there is any situation, please report to me in time, understand?"

Jia Xuan: "???"

Is this asking me to be a spy to spy on Mr. Da?

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17. Since you want to do something, do it big

In a blink of an eye, it has entered winter.

It was another busy and exciting night in Ningguo Mansion.

Because Wang Yuyan gave birth to a son.

Looking at the cold night sky, Jia Xuan whispered:

Everyone adopts a son who hopes to be clever, but I have been mistaken for my whole life by being clever.

I hope that the children are foolish and lucrative, and there is no disaster and no trouble to the public.

Su Shi's poem really fits the aspirations of a father.

[Ding, add one direct descendant, the host will increase the lifespan by one year, and will be rewarded with the 'Young Master Shi Wushuang' technique. 】

The son is unparalleled?