It was said that Jia Cong encouraged the King of Shu to build a comprehensive university. Seeing his profound tone, the King of Shu hurriedly said, "Sir, please discuss it in detail."
Jia Congnai said: "Your Majesty, all dynasties have talents, but there are few who don't have talents idle. There are always few who can't live up to their old age. Jia Yi talks about ghosts and gods. Why?"
The king of Shu said: "The ruler is not wise and cannot use people."
Jia Cong said: "One of the reasons is that if the king is decisive, he will use wise ministers. But there are no kings in the world who are decisive from generation to generation. There will always be some soft-eared princes who come to the throne. Lian Po and Jia Yi can be used. He
Both of them were ruined by party disputes."
The King of Shu nodded repeatedly: "Party disputes are a serious problem for the court."
Jia Cong said: "Those who can form a party must have talents. In the imperial court, it is not the East that overwhelms the West, but the West that overpowers the East. And both the East and the West have talents. This is still among the civil servants. The civil and military classes are also fighting day and night. Your Majesty.
, The advantages of a small country are that it is easy to get lumped into a group. Civil and military affairs seem to be two classes. If the civil servants learn the art of war, if they are not enough, they can produce a rare strategist; the children of generals will read the four books and five classics of ideas, so they will not be reckless and ignorant of etiquette. In the West,
Although most of those who are taught are craftsmen, it is worth it if they can produce a Liu Ziyang. The ancients said that stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. Science and engineering especially train logical abilities. Why not gather the best disciples of Shu, regardless of their academic skills or martial arts?
Want to study in one place and practice martial arts? Get to know each other earlier, get familiar with each other earlier, and make friends earlier."
After hearing this, the King of Shu thought for a long time and asked: "What are those in the West?"
Jia Cong said: "If the prince is interested, I can talk to him about everything I do. If you learn that, one advantage is obvious: you won't be fooled by the monks and Taoists' nonsense like Fang Xiong."
The King of Shu became interested and leaned forward slightly. Jia Cong was a mathematician and explained everything to him. From calculating grain and grass ordnance, western fire and cannon firing angles, to tricking people on the street, and how to provide relief in case of natural disasters. "
In fact, these things have been studied by the ancients, but few have compiled them together, and few disciples of serious families have studied them. The more people know, the less likely they are to be deceived."
The King of Shu laughed and said: "If everyone knew about it, wouldn't it mean that those who perform tricks would lose their livelihood?"
Jia Cong said: "It's too boring to use only one deception for hundreds of years. Let them improve it."
The King of Shu said: "It's just that when young people are together, they will inevitably form gangs. What if they form grudges early?"
Jia Cong said: "How many grievances can young people have? It's just trivial. Even if we fight, it will still be beautiful when we grow up."
The King of Shu glanced at him: "How old are you? You sound like an old man."
Jia Cong said: "Although I am not old, I have fought with those uncles who were soldiers in the early years. By the way, Uncle Wang Ziteng's grandson is now studying in an ordinary elementary school, but he also has a husband in the family."
"Oh? What does Wang Ziteng mean?"
"Let the eldest nephew of the Wang family know some ways of the world." Jia Cong said, "The Wang family is rich, and Aunt Wang is a spoiled child." He blinked, "Brother Wang is really a pure playboy."
The King of Shu said: "Let's just give it back to his family. The orphaned child won't be able to go to an ordinary school. I'm afraid there will be trouble."
Jia Cong said softly: "Isn't it okay if I don't send him to an ordinary school? Your Majesty, those who are capable are respected. Since you were born in the Heavenly Family, it's okay if you don't have ambitions; if you have ambitions, it is inevitable to seize the direct descendant. Unless..."
The king of Shu raised his eyes and looked at him.
"Unless the prince's territory is large enough, everyone can get a piece of it." Jia Cong said with a smile, "The bold ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death."
The King of Shu thought for a long time and said, "It's still early, so there's no need to think so far ahead." Jia Cong cupped his hands.
Jia Cong was used to dragging things out a long way, and the King of Shu was a little superstitious because of his unconventional matters, so he went back to gather people to discuss. Jia Cong finished arranging the school affairs and rode back to the inn.
The inn was very close to the Prince of Shu's Mansion. When he turned a corner, there was a sudden sound of wind and jingling in his ears. Before he knew what happened, Chen Ruijin had landed in front of his horse, with an arrow lying on the ground. Jia Cong quickly jumped off the horse.
Come and bend down to salute: "The heroine has no way to repay her life-saving kindness. Please allow Wan Sheng to give me your blessing."
Chen Ruijin had a smile on his face and was too lazy to respond. He raised his head slightly and looked at the wall on the side of the road. He saw a young man jumping down from the top with a bow and arrow on his back, looking at Jia Cong provocatively. Jia Cong hurriedly hid behind Chen Ruijin. The young man was contemptuous.
Ran: "Mr. Jia, who is famous all over the world, is actually a coward who can only hide behind women!"
Jia Cong said: "There are specialties in martial arts. You are obviously a martial artist. How can I, a scholar, compete with you? How stupid must I be? If you are capable, let's compare poems!" Chen Ruijin glanced at him with a smile, and Jia Cong squeezed.
Wink.
The young man crossed his arms and looked at the two of them: "Bibi! But naturally it's not me competing, it's my brother competing."
Jia Cong said: "That's not a comparison. I'm just comparing poems because you want to compete with me for fairness. I'm the most lazy person to compete with others."
The young master looked at him with contempt again: "He is indeed a coward."
Jia Cong asked curiously: "Did your master only teach you the technique of stimulating generals? Didn't he say that if one move is not successful, replace it with another?"
The young man said: "It's not a provocation, I really look down on you."
"Oh, thank you!" Jia Cong said with cupped hands, "Since you don't look down on me, can you get out of the way? I've been tired all day and want to go back to the inn to rest."
The young man was a little anxious: "Hey! I have something to ask you!"
Jia Cong said: "You are too good-looking, I don't want to answer you." Then he got on his horse.
The young man stopped in front of his horse, asked Chen Ruijin to hold his shoulders gently, threw it away, and fell to the intersection with a "plop". Jia Cong clapped his hands: "What a skill!"
Two adults immediately ran out and helped the young man up. Jia Cong just didn't see him, patted the horse and left. As expected, an older young man came in front of him. He cupped his hands and said, "My brother is young and naughty. I hope Mr. Jia will show mercy."
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Jia Cong twitched the corner of his mouth: "What if I don't understand?"
The young man smiled bitterly and said, "The only thing I can do is apologize to you sir."
"Your Excellency, you have never thought about it, what if he kills me with one arrow?"
"Mr. Jia is a descendant of heaven and humans, so he will be safe and sound."
Jia Cong chuckled twice and said, "I'm too lazy to care which prince's son you are. Just a reminder: I'm still here." He turned his horse and started to leave.
The man frowned: "Our brothers have nothing to do with the King of Shu and are not his sons."
Jia Cong said: "If he is not his son, why would he provoke me for no reason? I don't know anyone in Shu."
The young boy had already ran over and said, "We are here to seek justice from you."
"Huh? If you want justice, shouldn't you go to the Yamen?" The young man winked at his younger brother and then handed over his hand. Jia Cong was the first to say, "I know you two brothers were ordered to test me. I'm quite tired.
, I don’t want to accompany you. Can you please ask someone who can speak to come out directly?”
The two brothers looked at each other, and the older one sighed: "Mr. Jia really doesn't give people face. That's all. I'm going to invite my father and I'll pay him a visit later."
Jia Cong shrugged and said, "It seems I can't escape. Let your father come back later. It's time to have dinner." The young man nodded and walked away.
Jia Cong and Chen Ruijin returned to the inn. Jia Xu and Liu Feng were sitting in the courtyard and shouted: "You're back?"
Jia Cong said: "I was almost shot by a cold arrow at the door just now."
Jia Xu looked at Chen Ruijin hurriedly: "Chen Yatou saved you again?"
"Yeah. So I can only thank you for this great favor by giving me your own body."
Liu Feng said with a smile: "I know that once the third master has a love affair, he will definitely have many jokes to listen to."
"Where's the joke? I'm serious!"
"That's all." Jia Xu waved his hand, "Who is he?"
"I don't know. Someone sent two young brothers to test me. They claimed that they were not the sons of the King of Shu." Jia Congnai rolled his neck and said, "It's time to eat!"
After finishing the meal and resting for a while, a man who looked like a Confucian scholar came to the door. He was about forty years old, wearing a Confucian scholar's robe. He looked very familiar with a cold look, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Jia Cong made a gesture with him. Just as Yi sat down in the courtyard, Chen Ruijin came out with a plate of snacks and whispered: "Third Master, Mr. Liu asked you to go in and change your clothes."
"Ah?" Jia Cong was stunned. This dress was crimson, and he didn't like it. He had forced Chen Ruijin to go shopping a few days ago and bought it on the street pretending to be a dandy for fun. Jia Xu had just ordered him to change into it, but he didn't want to wear it. Telling the whole story, I thought the old man wanted to see him having fun, so why did he need to change his clothes? Chen Ruijin glanced at the guest - he had a white belt around his waist, and he was in filial piety. Jia Cong immediately knew that this person was 90% the same as Fang. Xiong had something to do with him, so he hurriedly confessed his crime and went to change clothes in the back. The Confucian scholar nodded behind him.
When they got to the house, Jia Cong was changing his clothes, and Liu Feng said from the side: "I'm afraid Fang Xiong's people are not sure what the third master means. You were the one who tricked Fang Xiong to death, and you were the one who saved the women and children in his house." Such things as reports of wronged souls can only deceive ordinary people, and the big people will not believe it."
Jia Xu smiled and said: "It's getting more interesting. Do you know who this person is outside?"
Jia Cong twisted his neck: "Who is it? Does Fifth Uncle recognize it?"
"I don't recognize him. It's just that he looks exactly like Guo Shu back then."
Jia Cong sat down and said, "That's right! The Guo family is not dead!" He thought again, "Oh, he looks exactly like Mr. Guo! Gee, Guo Shu's genes are really strong."
Jia Xu said: "I personally collected the bodies for their family that day. None of Guo Shu's three sons is missing, and they all look like him. If this is not his privately raised son, he is his nephew. You Ask him later. If his surname is not Guo, he may be an illegitimate child." Jia Cong nodded.
After changing into plain clothes and going out, Jia Cong held up his hand and asked the Confucian scholar for his surname. He said, "I don't want you to have a surname of Ding."
Jia Cong hurriedly called "Mr. Ding", but secretly shuddered. Although there were many people with the surname Ding, Jia Cong only knew one family. It was the loyal general of Prince Xian Yi Zhong, whose family was confiscated and exterminated by the Supreme Emperor in Jingying. Jiedushi Ding Chengwu and Pian Guoshu were spies sent by the Supreme Emperor to Prince Yi Zhong's family, and they also served as their military advisors. It's just that the eldest son and the third son were fighting each other, so why was the sixth son also involved?
Mr. Na Ding said: "I am Lord Fang Xiong's staff."
Jia Cong's face suddenly darkened: "Mr. Ding, does he know about Fang Xiong's Seven Yin Formation made by children?"
Mr. Ding looked ashamed and sighed: "I can't stop it."
Jia Cong sneered: "Just now, that kid said he was looking for me to seek justice, but he didn't know where those wronged souls could go to seek justice?"
Mr. Ding said with a smile: "Mr. Jia is neither lying nor beating around the bush. The matter of wronged souls is obviously Mr. Jia's nonsense."
Jia Cong said: "That is true."
Mr. Ding said: "The items used in the Seven Yin Formation are all the children of the lower family of the Fang family. They are not purchased from outside. It is just to trick the Taoist priest into saying that they were bought from outside."
Jia Cong was stunned: "Why are you coaxing him?"
Mr. Ding sighed: "Since it is a violation of morality, it is better to have children in the family. After all, the whole family is Mr. Fang's slave. If you can't buy enough from outside, are there really children from good families?"
Jia Cong said solemnly: "Didn't our ancestors who gave birth to children were children of good families?"
Mr. Ding waved his hand and said: "Don't mention this matter. Anyway, those who cried in the lobby that day were not the parents of those children. Don't tell lies in front of real people. I would like to ask how Mr. Jia knew."
"Oh, Mr. Ding thought there was a spy within the Fang family!" Jia Cong suddenly realized, "Then you will be disappointed. I really came to Shu after being reported by an innocent soul."
Mr. Ding shook his head: "There are no ghosts in the world."
Jia Cong shrugged: "Mr. Ding is obviously a loyal person. Even though Mr. Fang is gone, he still misses him. But don't be suspicious of the innocent. Mr. Ding, just think, I, Jia Cong, am on an island thousands of miles away, with the whole country of Shu." It doesn't matter, where can I find out about Fang Xiong? Even if I know, I usually don't meddle in other people's business, so what does it have to do with me?"
Mr. Ding frowned slightly when he saw that he spoke so openly. After a while, he still shook his head and said: "There are no ghosts in the world, so there must be someone pretending to be one."
Jia Cong secretly praised in his heart: It is rare to have such a staunch atheist in the feudal era. He said: "After all, I have thought about it, and only the innocent soul can explain it. Mr. Ding came to me, just for this?"
Mr. Ding said: "More than that, I have something else I want to ask Mr. Jia."
Jia Cong faked a smile and said: "No need. You always sent people to shoot cold arrows for me. If I died without a bodyguard, how could I have the life to chat with Mr. Ding?"
Mr. Ding smiled and said: "The arrow has no edge, and the child has not fully drawn the bow, so it cannot hurt Mr. Jia. Besides, isn't it helping Mr. Jia's affair?"
Jia Cong said: "I respect Mr. Ding for my loyalty, but it is a fact that Fang Xiong used magic to harm people, and he is not unjust. I have not sorry for him. Mr. Ding and I probably have nothing to say."
Mr. Ding looked at him steadily and said: "So, Mr. Jia came to Shu to save the forty-nine innocent souls?"
"More than that," Jia Cong said, "I'm here to enjoy the scenery."
Mr. Ding said: "That person is not here to help the King of Shu."
Jia Cong said: "There is nothing wrong with helping the King of Shu by the way. I quite like the King of Shu. He sent troops overseas early. I like people who send troops overseas the most."
Mr. Ding smiled slightly: "Mr. Jia really has no intention of helping any prince. He only cares about those who send troops overseas. If Mr. Fang also sends troops overseas, can Mr. Jia help?"
Jia Cong said calmly: "Fang Xiong is a subordinate of the King of Shu, but he is plotting to rebel. If he is serious about using weapons, he only dares to secretly dig tunnels for other people's homes and set up evil formations. Please forgive Jia for not being able to follow him."
Mr. Ding laughed, stood up and bowed deeply to Jia Cong: "Mr. Jia, please forgive me, Ding is not Fang Xiong's."
"Oh~~" Jia Cong thought to himself, thank you Mr. Guo Shu for your strong genes, I guessed it! (.. )