Afu gets up very early every day, and after he wakes up, he will patrol the house.

Sanhua came out of the room, Afu looked at her, shook his round butt and continued forward.

"Ah Fu!"

Hongyan came out, yawned, and rubbed Afu's head happily.

"Afu doesn't like you!"

Hongyan proudly showed off at Sanhua.

Sanhua grew so big that she had never seen such a cute creature, so she was very curious when she first came to the Jia family. But for some reason, Afu ignored her.

Today you ignore me, tomorrow I will let you...

Sanhua raised her head slightly, and there was a sense of perseverance in her eyes.

Jia Ping'an is out.

"Langjun."

Hongyan immediately went to clean up the bed in high spirits.

The little maid was very happy, and she sang inexplicable songs while cleaning up.

"Langjun."

Sanhua got some washing stuff.

Washing, practicing, and eating breakfast are the trilogies of the morning.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Yan is here.

"Yesterday's arithmetic problem has been completed."

Today's homework was done yesterday...

This student is so diligent.

Jia Ping'an casually said: "In this way, you should go to Chen Jidong to learn Confucianism."

Zhao Yan responded and accompanied him out.

"Sir, someone argued with me yesterday. He said that the great way of the world should be heaven, earth and man. Confucianism is to explore the knowledge of heaven, earth and man, but the new learning is to think about those subtle things, one high and the other low..."

Which idiot's theory is this?

Jia Ping'an said: "The so-called heaven, earth and man are just metaphysical things in Confucianism. They say this is Tao. But people are born to eat, drink, defecate, and urinate. What is the Tao of human beings?

The metaphysical way of Confucianism explores heaven, earth and man is actually similar to that of Buddhism and Taoism, and this is Tao.

They said that the physical body is a tool. I think this tool is well said. What we are discussing is a tool, which is a survey. They think from the top and we think from the bottom. When we figure out countless things, they are still talking about something... The sky is so high that it is so high that the earth is so thick that it is unpredictable... But we have learned to test how high the sky is and how thick the earth is..."

Zhao Yan was stunned, "Sir, so... Confucianism is superior, just talking. But our new students are doing things?"

"Yes, they are gentlemen, they speak. We are mortals, they are hands-on. Children can teach them!"

The student understood his meaning and made Jia Ping'an happy. After patting his shoulder, he got on Abao.

"Sir, great talent."

Zhao Yan watched Jia Ping'an leave. Jiang Rong, who had just opened the gate to patrol, passed by and asked, "Zhao Yan, what have you learned from Uncle Wuyang?"

Zhao Yan looked at him and said proudly: "I have learned how to do things by myself."

A housekeeper said, "Fangzheng, Zhao Yan's energy and spirit are different now, and his eyes are different when he looks at people. It seems that there is something more..."

"Confidence!" Jiang Rong said sadly: "If my child had become a student of Wu Yang Bo, he would have been so confident at this moment. Yeah, my intestines would have regretted it."

Most of the schools in the Tang Dynasty were official schools, from the top of the Imperial College to the lower prefectures and county schools, and in some places there were even rural schools, which formed the education system of the Tang Dynasty.

But there are very few people who can enter the official school. Many young people who want to study but cannot get to know each other have given birth to the private education industry.

Chen Jidong is a private tutor at home.

Jing'anfang is not far from Daodefang. Zhao Yan carried his bag and trotted all the way to his husband's house.

Chen Jidong's face turned slightly red and his face was singular. As soon as he opened his mouth, he scolded, "It is important to be steady, how many times have you said it?"

"yes."

Zhao Yan quickly suppressed his breathing.

"Sit down."

Zhao Yan sat in his position, and Cheng Yu, a classmate behind him, whispered: "Sir, said yesterday that new school is a lie, be careful of being beaten."

Zhao Yan nodded gratefully.

"today……"

Chen Jidong started class.

Later, he casually expressed his thinking and said: "Today's Tang Dynasty is booming, so students should be willing to study, govern the world for officials, restrain themselves for the people, teach their children, and even teach neighbors and one side. This is the meaning of reading."

He glanced at Zhao Yan, "Many people today have some opinions, saying that the new learning is the dead soul under the sword of Confucianism back then. What do you think?"

This is a difficult time.

Cheng Yu sighed, knowing that Mr. Zhidao wanted to challenge Jia Ping'an through Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan stood up and felt a little uncomfortable, but his eyes were bright, "When Mr. Professor New School, he also mentioned Confucianism. Mr. thinks that existence is the truth. Confucianism can be popular for many years, so it has its advantages."

He wanted to sit down, but suddenly he felt that this was unfair.

Why can they point fingers at the new learning and make trouble at will, but they can only bear it with their heads down?

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, "Mr. He also said... he often uses authoritarianism to suppress other knowledge, which is guilty!"

Cheng Yu's breathing tightened and he felt that Zhao Yan was going to get into trouble.

Chen Jidong sneered, "He is trying to say... Is it wrong to abolish all schools of thought and respect Confucianism? Is it wrong to suppress miscellaneous learning?"

This is a matter of position.

Cheng Yu felt that Zhao Yan would choose to retreat.

But Zhao Yan nodded vigorously, "Yes. Mr. said, "A flower blooms alone, it is not spring, but a hundred flowers bloom in the garden."

Chen Jidong's face was slightly dark.

"get out of class ended!"

The gentleman didn't scold him?

The students were stunned.

After Chen Jidong went out, Cheng Yu hooked Zhao Yan's neck and said excitedly: "You refute sir."

Yang Chi next to him said lightly: "It was those two lines of poetry that left the gentleman speechless."

Zhao Yan returned home happily.

"Dalang is back."

Han is feeding pigs.

"My mother, I'll do it."

As soon as Zhao Yan put his schoolbag, he took the wooden scoop and scooped the pig food into the stone trough one by one.

A few pigs were eating, and the hot pig food exuded a smell of mountains and wildness.

Han wiped his hands with an apron, "Study is the most important thing, where do you need to do these jobs."

While scooping pig food, Zhao Yan smiled and said, "My grandma, sir, there is no difference between the world's affairs. Don't think that reading books means being the best."

"What's that not the best person?"

Zhao Yan smiled and stopped explaining.

In the afternoon, Jia Ping'an went to the yamen and Zhao Yan came over with his homework.

After the lecture, Zhao Yan said what Chen Jidong said.

"There is no distinction between high and low knowledge." Jia Ping'an said lightly: "But you shouldn't discuss this topic. I'll go there tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Jia Ping'an followed Zhao Yan to Chen Jidong's house.

"Zhao Yan, is this your brother?"

Cheng Yu felt a little envious when he saw Jia Ping'an with a calm expression.

Zhao Yan shook his head, "It's sir."

Is this Wu Yang Bo?

Cheng Yu bowed, "I have met Wu Yang Bo."

"This is a school, not an officialdom, so there is no need to be like this."

Jia Ping'an said a few words to them casually, and Chen Jidong was here.
To be continued...