But he said that Jia Cong lied in front of the white-bearded monk, saying that there were many smart kids in their school. The white-bearded monk looked at him and said, "Well, let's go and have a look with you."
Jia Cong said: "It's just that we have to have a definition of what kind of child is smart. Uncle Shi thinks Sister Lin is smart, why is she smart? King Yan said she is smart?"
The monk said: "It's a rare trick to trick Zheng Chaoer into falling into a valley in Fujian."
Jia Cong said: "That plan is not difficult. After all, Zheng Chaoer underestimated the enemy and became anxious, and miscalculated the pace of Jarvis's army. Otherwise, he would not have been fooled. Let's talk about it in detail, and to be fair, Jarvis
He and the generals and soldiers accounted for one-third of the credit. The reason for the speed of travel was that the luggage was light and the colleagues in the institute accounted for another third of the credit. Master, uncle, it is wrong to attribute the collective credit to one person.
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Although the monk didn't quite understand, he didn't argue with him and said, "It's even more rare to be able to get out of the poor monk's plum forest."
The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched twice: "I have to take half of the credit for that - no, more than half. Her ability to play the maze was developed by me, your nephew and grandson."
"What?"
"I often give our Jia Xiaomeng maze problems." Jia Cong tilted his head and said with a smile, "If Meng can't do it, he asks his Aunt Lin for help. As time goes by, Sister Lin is the best at playing mazes, and she knows all kinds of mazes.
We can find a way out."
The monk didn't understand the cause and effect here, so he thought for a while and said, "What kind of maze problem did you come up with? Let the poor monk take a look."
Jia Cong then asked someone to go to Uncle Xiaomeng to get the maze problems from the past few years. These things are very important to children, so none of them were lost. Jia Meng refused to take them at first, and the boy who went there swore
He just swore that he would return it later. After getting it, he told Jia Cong with a smile, "Third Master, Uncle Xiaomeng said that he wants you to buy him a pony, and he wants a black one."
"You brat! It's not like he doesn't have a horse."
The boy smiled and said, "Uncle Xiaomeng said that his horse is white." Jia Cong was noncommittal.
The monk looked at the paper and saw that it was a big pile! On it were drawn mazes of all kinds of shapes. He had always thought that there was no way out of the Merlin maze without a picture. It was just that the ancients believed that God rewards hard work, and practice makes perfect. In addition, Lin Daiyu
He really got out of it. He pinched both ends. Although he was still a little confused, he reluctantly accepted the matter.
Jia Congnai said to the monk: "As the saying goes, if you have three hundred and sixty skills, you will be number one. Being able to do everything is a skill, and specializing in one is also a skill. Sister Lin is smart because she has studied the art of war and has also made deductions in daily life.
She has practiced and has seen many examples of wars at home and abroad in ancient and modern times. Others may not be as good as her if they learn from it."
The monk said: "You don't have to talk to me about this. Since you said there are many smart children, take the poor monk to see them."
Jia Cong said "hmm", stood up, led him out, and said: "By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask you about. How do you conclude that the one who will win the world in the future is King Yan?"
The monk followed him out and asked, "Didn't you take a good look at him?"
Jia Cong shrugged and said: "I used to think highly of him the most. Nowadays, several countries have compulsory education schools, but he doesn't have one. I can't make up my mind."
The monk said: "The purpose of setting up a school is just to obtain some talents. King Yan has his own considerations and there is no shortage of talents. What does it have to do with not being able to gain the world?"
Jia Cong said: "It's a matter of immediate interests and long-term interests. At present, the imperial examination is held in the capital. Those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first. There seems to be no shortage of talents in recent years. Guanzi said, it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. Wait for the schools of various countries.
As the children here grow up, more and more people will return home to serve. By that time, the Yan State will be short of talented people compared to other countries."
The monk smiled and said: "Where the talents go, the most important thing is the king. If the king is stupid and incompetent, no matter how many talents he cultivates, they will go elsewhere. You only need to look at the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to understand."
Jia Cong pursed his lips and said: "How can we first assume that the monarchs of other countries are fatuous when setting national policies... What if everyone is not fatuous?"
The monk thought for a moment and said, "This alone is nothing."
After saying that, the two of them had already arrived outside. Gong Sanyi and Bai Ling'en were still sitting and discussing matters. Jia Cong made a sound, turned around and said to the white-bearded monk: "Uncle, why don't you go to the next room and sit for a while?"
, I have something else to do here."
His words were a bit rude, but the monk snorted: "It's a mess!" and actually went to the next room.
Jia Cong knew that his ears must be good, and he probably wanted to eavesdrop. But he didn't mind, and smiled and bowed to Gong Sanyi Beringen: "Hello, you two old men!"
Gong Sanyi let out a long sigh, asked him to sit down, and briefly talked about the princess's affairs. "Now I don't know what to do about this matter."
Jia Cong thought for a while and said: "Sir, I don't understand what's bothering you. It sounds like this to me. You both hope that the princess will get married to that brother Bai, but brother Bai and the princess are not big friends."
Yes, the princess also had a relationship with Brother Zhan. Brother Bai then thought that it was convenient for others and for his own convenience, so he helped them both. Is that right? "
Gong San also scolded: "Nonsense!"
Jia Cong said: "As the saying goes, if you press a cow's head and don't drink water, you can't become a couple by binding them. Let the young people make their own decisions! Wouldn't it be great to help the three of them?"
Gong San also said: "How can Qi'er's status be worthy of being a princess?"
"It turns out it's a matter of identity." Jia Cong rolled his eyes, "You should have told me earlier! Identity is not simple. What kind of identity does your great-nephew want? Otherwise, can I trouble King Yan to recognize him as his godson? Or
Does my father recognize him as his godson? Spend some money to go to the West to buy him a title. Over there, in France, it is best to buy a title now. Or ask someone to conquer a small country in Nanyang and give him a title.
His name?"
He was talking like a barrage of words, but he confused Gong Bai and the other two. The two old men looked at each other for a while, and Gong Sanyi frowned and said: "The identities obtained in this way are all fake, what's the use?"
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Jia Cong said: "Look, what is my real identity? Who is the son of so and so? Then how about I ask King Yan to give him an official title?"
Gong Sanyi felt depressed and waved his hand: "You don't understand."
Jia Cong shrugged and said, "It's not like buying an official position just now. It's always been there, okay?" He left him alone and asked Bai Lingen, "Is General Bai here for this too?"
Beringen smiled bitterly and said: "I have another reason for this. I would like to ask Mr. Dong to come to our house and help me check something out."
"Um? What other case happened in your family?"
"No," Beringen said, "It's just that the two younger generations in the family had a big fight for some reason. I checked for a long time and found some reasons, but I always felt that there was something else."
"Can you please tell me briefly, what is the grudge between the two of them?"
"No." Beringen said, "We have always been brothers and sisters in the past. I'm afraid I was instigated by some villain."
Jia Cong secretly sighed in his heart. This old man was obviously selectively blind. The dispute between the younger generations of the Bai family must be related to interests. Bai Lingen hoped in his heart that the children would get along with each other. Even if the people below found some evidence, I'm afraid he wouldn't
He refused to believe it. Then he held his head and said: "Men, especially brothers, usually turn against each other for three things: money, power, and women. Your family is a big family, and the fight for money is probably not the younger generation's turn - it's the grandchildren, right?"
, I guess." Beringen nodded. "Then it's not their turn to fight for money and power. The biggest possibility is to fight for women. Are they going to a brothel? Or do they like the same fan?"
Beringen immediately said: "My grandchildren and nephews seldom go to Hualou. In the early years, they went more often. In recent years (..)