Chapter 931 Poisonous Beat

Confucianism can be said to be the heirloom of the Wang family. Since his grandfather Wang was famous all over the world, the Wang family's fortune has declined along with the national fortune of the Great Sui Dynasty until its current decline.

But the tiger will not lose its power.

When you go out, you need to sign up for a name: Wang Bo, Xialongmen!

Awesome?

Awesome!

Those people always looked respectful whenever they mentioned Wang Tong, and even praised Wang Bo, a Confucian genius.

But today Jia Ping'an trampled on Wang Bo's most proud part today.

Wang Bo's face turned red and he blurted out: "Do you know the profoundness of Confucianism..."

"You can say this, but I can't."

Jia Ping'an said slowly: "Why? Because you are just a twelve-year-old boy, but I am an important official of the Tang Dynasty. It was okay to study Confucianism when I was studying. As a major official of the Tang Dynasty, what I should do is to think about my job, not to think about Confucianism..."

"Confucianism can correct people!"

Wang Bo's eyes were bright, which was to praise Confucianism from a personal perspective.

"It's enough to be cautious in solitude, why bother to talk about it in a long way?"

Drinking too much chicken soup will cause stomach upset.

"Just know the knowledge of the ancestors. A few people explore deeper, what should most people do?"

Jia Ping'an looked at him, "Farmers should think about how to increase their income, craftsmen should think about how to make the utensils stronger and sharper... Officials should think about how to better complete their duties and how to make the people's lives better... Instead of thinking about Confucianism. If you have nothing to do all day long, you will think about how to be a human being. Can the people in the world change because of this? Those who should be morally degraded are still morally degraded, and those who should be shameless are still shameless..."

Some people like Confucianism and study for life, and this is fine.

But you can't force everyone to do this. If you don't do this, you will be rebellious. Damn, turning Confucianism into a religion, which will eventually harm others and yourself.

"After Emperor Wu respected Confucianism alone, how did the Han Dynasty govern the country? The Han family had its own systems and the overlords were mixed with them." Jia Ping'an mercilessly revealed the true nature of the so-called Confucianism alone.

"Let me talk about you, since you are a genius of Confucianism, how can you know that a gentleman is calm but not arrogant, and a villain is arrogant but not calm?"

Wang Bo wanted to refute, but found that he could do nothing.

"Since you know that people should not be proud or arrogant, and you should be humble. Have you ever done it according to the Master's words?"

Jia Ping'an found it very funny, "It's just like your father taught you to be humble, but have you done it? You have turned a blind eye to your father's teachings. Can you listen to the words of the wise men? Since you don't listen to what you have learned to do? Is it useful?"

Wang Bo only felt that he was filled with anger and would explode at any time.

"Langjun, Guo Langjun is here."

Guo Xin is very famous. As soon as he came in, both the Wang family and his son knew about this person.

The famous old playboy in Chang'an relies on his uncle's high position and power, and is skilled in eating, drinking, gamblers and gambling. He can be called a fighter among playboys.

Such people are also dating.

"See sir."

The old playboy was very serious.

The old playboy turned out to be his disciple? Wang Bo waited for a while before he started to swear, "You have never heard of the profoundness of Confucianism..."

The old playboy just heard the beginning and looked at the gentleman first. Seeing Jia Ping'an's expression calm, he glanced at Wang Bo and asked, "What can Confucianism do?"

Wang Bo held his head up, "Cultivate oneself and rule the world."

The old playboy laughed unscrupulously, "Take me a look?"

"rude!"

Wang Bo was furious.

But the old playboy smiled lightly, "I used to be like you. My parents taught me, my husband taught me, and my uncle taught me. They all said that Confucianism is profound and profound, and I have to study hard. Later, when I learned about the new learning, I suddenly realized..."

He bowed to Jia Ping'an to express his gratitude, "Fortunately, I only realized these principles. People have to do things when they are alive, and they have to be capable of doing things... You have been studying all day long. I'll ask you, what will you do?"

Wang Bo was stunned and said proudly: "I am not afraid of anyone in the way of poetry and essays."

This is awesome.

Guo Xin smiled with a smug look, "Can your poetry farm? Can you be a craftsman, a herdsman... may you assist the king?"

Wang Bo sneered: "There are naturally such knowledge in Confucianism."

Guo Xin smiled even happier, "If you ask you to go to the Ministry of Revenue to settle the accounts? Can you tell me about the construction when you go to the Ministry of Works?"

These are the two most professional departments.

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing, "If I become an official, I will definitely be an official, so why should I settle the accounts?"

My dear! After learning Confucianism together, I can only become an official, but I can’t be a minor official!

Di Renjie was speechless.

Jia Ping'an thought this was normal... The Confucian masters in later generations did not understand anything except Confucianism. If they had no ability to live, they had to carry their children around them. If they didn't know how to be an official, they had to carry their masters with them. The masters were also divided into some famous masters, and what masters were...

Some people may ask: Then he doesn’t know anything, what kind of official he is?

Master!

I don’t know anything, I only know that I have a straight face to pretend to compare. There are naturally people below to do private affairs, and their task is to pretend to enjoy.

Then some talents emerged from the great waves, so they spread wildly: Look at the many people who have been influenced by my great Confucianism!

Guo Xin was even more mean, "You don't even understand the calculations, you don't even understand the calculations, what official do you want to be? The people below deceived you, but you hold the account book like reading a heavenly book.

When talking about the way of herdsmen, it is just like this. Taking the words of sages as a criterion, but the people of the sages back then were like today? Times have changed, and you are still holding that set... But have you smelled the smell of a coffin? The stinking smell cannot be heard!"

"Forget it."

Jia Ping'an stood up and said, "Let's see this."

Guo Xin's words drove Wang Bo crazy, and it seemed that he was still ready to take action.

This is why I can’t tell you, I’ll strangle you to death!

Jia Ping'an gave Wang Fuchou a wink.

Then everyone went out.

Guo Xin and Wang Bo did somehow, and they started to fight quickly.

But it ended shortly after the beginning.

Wang Bo's face was swollen and he was very sad and angry.

The best student was beaten up by the old playboy. After the old playboy came out, he smiled and wanted to show his merits.

Guo Xin had nothing else, and had a strong ability to observe words and expressions. He knew at a glance that Mr. Wang was not good at teaching this young man a lesson, so he took action on his behalf.

After a few words, Wang Bo defeated his confidence and then beat him up with force. The old playboy had also been sacked and had been sacked by others. The experience of fighting was not comparable to that of a boy like Wang Bo.

alright.

Wang Bo's eyes were dull, which clearly meant that his confidence had collapsed.

"This is a good thing."

Jia Ping'an said to Wang Fuchou: "This child is too confident and too proud, and will sooner or later fall into a fight. This time he taught him a lesson so that he knew that there is heaven beyond heaven and there is someone outside of man, which will be beneficial to him in the future."

Wang Fuchou was heartbroken when he saw his son being beaten up badly, and he was even more angry and trembled all over by the old playboy's words of belittling Confucianism. But Jia Ping'an is the benefactor of the old Wang family, what can he say?

Seeing his son's infatuation, Wang Fuchou gritted his teeth and said, "I'll ask Duke Jia County."

"Carry a room in the front yard and let him stay."

When Wang Bo wanted to refuse, his father had already left.

He entered the room in a daze and then lay down.

Who says Confucianism cannot do things?

He has been thinking about this question.

Jia Ping'an disdained to teach him a lesson in person, and actually asked the old playboy to come forward. This was humiliation.

He fell asleep in a drowsy manner, and someone knocked on the door for a while.

Xu Xiaoyu felt that the husband was idle and he was fine and he was competing with such a boy!

"Eat!" After entering, Xu Xiaoyu put the big bowl on the table and looked at Wang Bo who was sitting on the edge of the bed and said, "Today is special, I will send it here. From tomorrow, I will go to the kitchen to get the food. Also, the husband said, get up early tomorrow to practice."

"I won't practice!"

The problem boy is very stubborn.

Xu Xiaoyu looked at him and suddenly shook his head, "Mr. shouldn't care about you and look down on exercises? Do you know the benefits of daily exercises?"

"What are the benefits?" Wang Bo found these illiterate people really funny.

"I'll ask myself tomorrow."

Xu Xiaoyu was not interested in talking to the little brat.
To be continued...