"Xiao Jia!"

"What are you doing?"

Jia Ping'an turned around and saw Uncle Li riding his horse.

He couldn't help but want to slap himself.

Why didn’t I expect Mr. Li to go and see Gao Yang’s medical treatment?

Uncle Li is still kind-hearted and walks side by side with Jia Ping'an.

"Do you think that's auspicious beast?"

He is talking about something very popular recently.

Just the day before yesterday, someone presented auspicious beast to the emperor, which turned out to be a white tiger.

Tsk tsk!

The audience was immediately stuck!

Master Jia was naturally quite interested, but after taking a look, he gave it away with an lsp-like person.

"I think... it's not."

Jia Ping'an really wants to say that this is albinism, but once he says it...

"Who said this is not a lucky beast?"

An official from the yamen next to him looked furious, "This is clearly the auspiciousness given to the Tang Dynasty by God! White Tiger, what auspiciousness, what auspiciousness..."

Damn it, this is crazy.

"That Tianzhu mission was able to offer the White Tiger, which shows his loyalty to the Tang Dynasty!"

Albinism, why are you excited?

Jia Ping'an felt that this guy was in thrust.

But he just glanced at this guy with that helpless look and immediately exploded.

"Marty Wuyang, do you know the White Tiger..."

Jia Ping'an rode his horse and left.

No one can listen to the principles of this crazy auspicious worshipper.

When they arrived at the Ministry of War, Jia Ping'an first clicked Mao and then took leave in the morning tea room.

Come to the palace to teach!

Li Hong actually brought Wang Xia.

Yes, this kid is a kind-hearted person.

Class will be held immediately.

After class, Li Hong asked questions enthusiastically.

"Wuyang Marquis, some people say that the white tiger is auspicious, and being able to get closer is a blessing..."

Jia Ping'an was muddy.

"Also say that the White Tiger is the master of killing..."

The white tiger can also control hernia, but what can it control...

"Are you finished?"

Li Hong nodded with an expectation.

"The white tiger is the white tiger. There are many strange animals and plants in the world. For example, there was a fat sheep with six legs in Chang'an that was chopped off with a knife and then discarded. But someone picked up the sheep and roasted it, but nothing happened."

What Jia Ping'an hates the most is this kind of rumors. Children do not have the ability to identify and are easily fooled.

Li Hong is now an important node in shaping the three views. Once misled, the child will go on a wrong path in the future.

"When I mentioned the iron-eating beast, it was said that the iron-eating beasts eat iron, but when you went to Daodefang, what did Afu eat?"

The best way to educate children is to induce.

When Li Hong thought of Ah Fu, he couldn't help but smile in his eyes, "Ah Fu eats bamboo and eats something else, but he just doesn't eat iron."

"This is a false story, and the same is true for the White Tiger."

Jia Ping'an waved his hand and Wang Xia took his leave.

Li Hong was a little excited, "Wuyang Hou, do you want to tell me some secrets?"

"No secret!"

Jia Ping'an said seriously: "You always remember something that has never been mysterious. What you don't understand is not called mystery, but worship caused by ignorance. Take this incident as an example. Prince, you say that a white tiger deserves such a big fanfare?"

Li Hong was a little confused.

Jia Ping'an did not speak anymore, but waited for him to realize himself.

He picked up the textbook, hummed a song, and even wanted to dance.

"Not worth it!"

Li Hong spoke, "Today's white-skinned tiger, if there is a white-skinned cow tomorrow, will it still be like this in the Tang Dynasty?"

Jia Ping'an was very pleased.

Good baby!

Jia Ping'an felt that sooner or later he could make Li Hong the emperor.

But he had to live before his parents.

Pitiful.

Thinking that Li Zhi had to live for decades along the way, Jia Ping'an smiled unkindly.

Li Hong then had fun, ran outside for a while, and then used a knife to practice martial arts...

"Prince!"

The queen called him.

"Here you come!"

Li Hong appeared in the hall with a rosy expression.

"I have seen the White Tiger, it's really novel." Li Zhi waved when he saw his son coming in, "What did the prince learn today?"

Li Hong said respectfully: "Aye, today I learned how to distinguish knowledge."

"oh!"

Li Zhi asked with interest: "Who taught? Jiang Linzun?"

Jiang Linzun is talented, otherwise Li Zhi would not have put him next to his son.

"Aye, it's Wuyang Marquis."

Li Hong obviously has no good impression of Jiang Linzun.

When Wang Zhongliang saw him, he couldn't help but smiled kindly, but was seen by Li Zhi.

We're a tragedy...

"Tell me!" Li Zhi said with a smile as he looked at him.

Li Hong said confidently: "Learning is important, but more importantly, it is a spirit of questioning. Students must have the confidence to be superior to their superiors. Only in this way can a generation be better than the other!"

Hey!

Wu Mei let out a light thrill.

Li Zhi was stunned for a moment.

Each generation is stronger than the other.

This is easy to say, but difficult to do.

For example, how many years have the knowledge passed down by the old master? But it is still shining and shining.

It is not that these knowledge should not be passed on, but after so many years, what about new knowledge?

Where did you go?

The so-called new generation to replace old people is the most important thing.

He glanced at the prince and thoughts moved in his mind.

"The prince thinks this is correct?"

Li Hong nodded vigorously, "Aye, Wuyang Hou said that the Yangtze River's waves pushed the previous waves, and the previous waves died on the beach. I think this should be the case... Those who can learn knowledge will be learned, those who cannot learn will be put aside, and those who can think about it."

"The former wave died on the beach?"

Wu Mei said calmly, "Let me look back and ask for peace."

Li Zhi nodded and the couple exchanged views seriously.

——Kick him!

Otherwise, how can we relieve our hatred?

“Aye…”

Li Hong wanted to speak but stopped.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Why are you still shy, your child? Just say something."

"Aye, that white cow... no, it's a white tiger." Li Hong almost got angry with Li Zhi and Wu Mei as soon as he spoke.
To be continued...