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That is to say, the intellectuals of the Tang Dynasty, including those great Confucian scholars, devoted themselves to pondering some illusory things every day, which was of no benefit to the country.
This stick killed many people.
But Li Chunfeng wanted to be taught.
"drink wine!"
After Jia Pingan finished speaking, he was still able to drink after sitting down.
So the topic changed quickly.
Later, Jia Pingan sent people away one by one, and then...
Lang Jun is drunk.
Jia Ping'an was sent to the back, and Su Ho was amazed, "My husband said something before, saying that he was drunk, but he was still able to drink afterward, which shows that he is sober."
"Already drunk."
Wei Wushuang said angrily, "Hurry up."
Su Ho was taken aback, "What?"
Wei Wushuang picked up the towel, "Undress your husband."
"How much do you take off?"
"Take off!"
"Wu Shuang, are you ashamed?"
While talking, Jia Pingan, who was drinking too much, pulled Wei Wushuang on his body.
"Soho!"
"I'm leaving!"
"..."
……
On the second day, when Li Chunfeng arrived at the Taishi Bureau, someone asked to see him.
No, it was a bunch of people asking to see me.
"Tai Shiling, that person humiliated us so much?"
"Tai Shi ordered you why didn't you take action yesterday? It would be nice if a thunderbolt from the blue sky strikes him to death!"
"What do you mean our avenue is useless? Tai Shiling, please send me a message."
Li Chunfeng sighed suddenly, "He said that while pondering about the great way, we should also lower our heads and look at the subtleties. What kind of way..."
Li Chunfeng refused to say any more.
"Go find Jia Ping'an!"
A group of people went to look for Jia Ping'an, and someone said on the way: "He is a new student!"
"What about new learning?"
"The new learning seems to be about these subtle things."
"That's vile!"
A group of people arrived outside the imperial city, and Jia Pingan came out later.
After everyone scolded him, Jia Pingan just said, "Do those avenues have anything to do with the common people?"
Uh!
yes ha!
Those so-called avenues have nothing to do with ordinary people's money.
"Is self-admiration fun?"
Confucianism continued to develop, but it never brought good news to this old empire.
Jia Ping turned around and went back, cursing behind him.
"Marquis Wuyang, are you not afraid of being cursed?"
Bao Dong felt that Jia Ping'an was too calm.
"The only thing they can do is yell and curse."
Jia Pingan didn't care at all.
"Marquis Wuyang, the queen summoned me."
Done!
Bao Dong looked at him sympathetically, "Marquis Wuyang, take care."
When Jia Ping entered the palace and saw Wu Mei, she was reading the memorial.
Li Zhi is recuperating from his illness, and Ajie is assisting the government. This kind of structure is not bad.
After the eldest nephew is older, he can blend in.
Jia Ping lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye.
Wu Mei ignored him.
After reading more than a dozen memorials, Wu Mei raised her head, "I will approve them later, and I will take them to His Majesty for instructions."
"Yes."
After the people left, Wu Mei stretched herself.
Nice body.
Wu Mei looked at him, "Yesterday you spoke wildly."
"Yes."
Jia Pingan looked embarrassed, "I drank too much yesterday and talked a lot of nonsense."
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