In the Imperial College, Xiao Bo lay in the duty room, looking at the void blankly with his eyes.

His left face was swollen and the doctor was checking.

"Just after being taken for a while, the swelling will be reduced after a few days of raising it." The doctor was very sure that he didn't even give medicine.

Xiao Bo glanced at the officials next to him, "Are those lunatics going back?"

Si Ye Chen Bao said: "I'm back."

"Hey!" Xiao Bo's eyes were full of spirit, "They were all crazy people. They were so noisy... What does it have to do with them? They jumped up and down, as if they had digged their ancestral grave."

Chen Bao is the father of Chen Xiang, a new student. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sacrifice, that new learning is the remnant of the hundreds of schools of thought... This is their statement. Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, he has underestimated Confucianism and emphasized civil servants, which has caused them to be anxious. Suddenly, His Majesty supports something new learning and collapsed suddenly."

The late emperor valued Confucianism, at least on the surface, so he asked Kong Yingda and others to compile and organize the Five Classics and Justice. But it was different when Li Zhi arrived.

The so-called civil officials are those who are not in the ordinary. Most of these officials are foreign officials...

——There are two circles of officials in the Tang Dynasty. One is a Liu Nei, which can be understood as a graduate of a prestigious university and who gets promoted and made money quickly; the other is a Liu Nei, which can be understood as a graduate of a vocational school and some self-taught people. These people are down-to-earth in doing things and know everything about politics. However, because of their background, it is a delusion to want to be promoted and enter the Liu Nei.

After Li Zhi ascended the throne, he promoted foreign officials to various departments in the court to serve as middle and lower-level officials, which had long caused dissatisfaction. For example, Yang Deli was one of them, and Jia Ping'an was also strictly speaking. These two brothers... Jia Ping'an had a foundation in rural studies, and Yang Deli was purely self-taught.

——The emperor was less concerned with Confucianism and especially with civil servants.

So those people's mentality collapsed.

"Chen Siye..." Xiao Bo's face hurt so much that he was uncomfortable in his words. "You can go and see later. If those people are still making trouble, by the way, I will report to His Majesty."

Chen Bao nodded, "I sacrificed wine to rest assured and recuperated. The officials have already sent someone to find Jia Ping'an."

"What's the point of coming?" Xiao Bo shook his head and sighed.

"Wuyang Bo is here."

Someone shouted outside.

Xiao Bo lay down immediately, looking desperate.

"Ouch……"

As soon as Jia Ping'an came in, he saw Xiao Bo's face and was startled, "Xiao Jijiu is distorted."

Xiao Bo was pretending, but when he heard this, he felt cold.

Whether it is a five-year-old or a seventy-year-old, they all care about their appearance.

Distorted?

Xiao Bo only felt his heart was like a knife, "Oh..."

"What's going on now?" Jia Ping'an just said casually, and after making Xiao Bo really have no desire to fall in love, he learned about the situation with Chen Bao.

"The doctors and assistants are mostly teaching Confucianism. The sacrificial master said that His Majesty had an order to let students who were accrual students learn the new way to calculate the accounts. Those people broke out and roared around the sacrificial wine. Some people were too excited and actually threw an inkstone over. The sacrificial wine was unfortunate... "

Xiao Bo was unfortunately caught.

Jia Ping'an pondered for a long time.

"They have been making trouble." Jia Ping'an felt that these people were like frightened birds. "Mathematics is mathematics, not the Imperial College, not the Imperial College. What are they excited about?"

Can a vocational school be compared with Peking and Qing dynasties?

Not worth mentioning!

Chen Bao nodded and admired Jia Ping'an's keenness very much. "They are nothing more than worrying about being eroded. They will study mathematics today and study Imperial College tomorrow."

Jia Ping'an stood up and said, "Go and have a look."

Well!

Xiao Bo didn't care about pretending to be dead, "You can't go! You are the culprit, and you may be besieged if you go."

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Siege?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Chen Bao suddenly remembered that this person was about to go to the north to fight and had great military achievements.

"Go and learn."

Chen Bao stood up and followed him, Xiao Bo shouted from behind, "If you don't know, run away!"

Jia Ping'an almost staggered.

When it comes to mathematics, Jia Ping'an's appearance attracted cheers.

Mathematics is a junior college under the Imperial College, which is specially open to the children of the people. Compared with the Imperial College, Taixue and other schools that specifically include children of powerful people, mathematics is raised by stepmothers.

Han Wei came over happily, "I had previously taught the method of calculating the calculations of the professor, but I was beaten up. I also said that this matter was probably over. Unexpectedly, Uncle Wuyang arrived in person, but would he have to teach me how to wait?"

Jia Ping'an glanced at the excited teacher and student and said, "Come on, let's take a look, first, are you willing to learn?"

"willing!"

More than twenty people came outside in a fierce manner. When they heard the shouting of willingness inside, someone said with a dark face: "It's all a bunch of bitches!"

"If you want, you will naturally be willing to teach."

As soon as Jia Ping'an finished speaking, a harsh shout came from behind: "The traitor, you actually dare to bewitch people's hearts in the Imperial College. Do you really think that the three-foot sword edge is not good?"

Jia Ping'an turned around and saw dozens of doctors and assistants coming in with great momentum. The leader pointed at him and cursed: "Today, I am a country to eliminate this traitor!"

Jia Ping'an stood there, the man shouted fiercely, but he walked slowly under his feet and looked around from time to time.

This is waiting for his companions to surpass himself, even if he has achieved his merits.

The threshold monkey!

Jia Ping'an took a step forward.

Swish!

All of these people stopped.

This is not an ordinary boy, he will kill the enemy leader in the northern formation, lead the crowd to attack the formation, and make great contributions.

Jia Ping'an looked at these people and felt sad in his heart, "The new Confucianism is all about learning, but he has to make a respect for Confucianism. If the new learning is unforgivable, it would be a wrong way. But the new learning teaches all practical learning. Can you ask all the great Confucians, what is wrong with the new learning?"

Well!

It is not the Song and Ming dynasties now, and Confucianism is not that high, and Confucianism is still in its prototype, so when Jia Ping'an said this, some people blushed.

But more people are very aggressive.

"This kind of knowledge makes people feel uneasy and makes people fame and fortune..."

This is the auxiliary attribute of Confucianism: cultivating sentiment and regulating moral standards.

Jia Ping'an asked back: "Does people who study Confucianism follow their duties? Will they not be fame and fortune?"

He looked at these gentlemen and smiled, "How many of you are coming to Chang'an from all over the world to promote Confucianism? Some people think that there is no such thing. More people want to gain both fame and fortune. But they have to find an excuse to make their own family stand up to make people admire them. But I say something here..."

Jia Ping'an said firmly: "The so-called saint must be without desires. If a person still wants to eat, drink, defecate, he cannot be a saint at all! Who can keep his duties? Squatting at home and talking about farming and reading, and watching his wife feel ready at night... When he saw the beauty, his eyes suddenly shone, first he was reserved, then he was unbearable and unbearable!"

Human beings always like to claim a very small number of great achievers as absolute moral models, or even called saints.

What is a saint?

Those who do not live in the world regard everything as straw dogs, and have no feelings in their hearts.

This is the saint.

Even though he eats, drinks, defecates and slept all day long, he would not fall behind in the back of others. He should be a moral gentleman. Jia Ping'an despised the other one when he saw this.

Jia Ping'an's words unveiled the so-called saint's veil. Those people couldn't help but be furious. Someone shouted: "If everyone seeks profit, what about the Tang Dynasty?"

This question is well asked!

Your new learning is practical, but do you still need personal cultivation?

If you blindly teach practical learning and neglect students' moral education, what is your new learning?

Everyone felt that Jia Ping'an was sitting on wax.

But he smiled slightly, "Confucianism has been teaching."

It's amazing!

Han Wei praised: "Wu Yang Bo's words are very true. I will never lack Confucian professors who study every day."

Those people were stunned.

Someone blurted out: "Don't you reject Confucianism?"

A bunch of stupid guys!

Jia Ping'an asked back: "Someone has studied Confucianism, why should they reject Confucianism? Even if a professor has a new study, why should they reject Confucianism? Either this or that is not an attitude of learning. Either I or the enemy, this is not a knowledge, but a struggle for interests!"

"He doesn't actually reject Confucianism?"

A group of people looked at Jia Ping'an in a daze.

In the history of the development of Confucianism, there have been hundreds of schools of thought that before, until Dong Zhongshu catered to the emperor to develop a set of theories, and then Confucianism became a prominent scholar. If so, it would be fine, but in order to make this theory known to everyone and learn it, which would benefit the rule of the emperor, Confucianism and the emperor jointly suppressed other theories.

This is the root of Confucianism.

Emperors need doctrines that can help themselves. Confucianism flatters and bows its head, while other doctrines fail.
To be continued...