Datang broom star

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Wang Fuchou glanced at him. At first he thought that Di Renjie was an aide of the Jia family, but judging from the address just now, he was not just an aide, but almost a friend.

Jia Pingan said with a smile: "I already knew that Wang Sanlang is very talented."

Then there was a conversation.

"Call Dalang."

Jia Pingan felt that it was time for the boss to pick up the guests.

The meeting between Jia Yu and Wang Bo was a bit funny. Wang Bo looked embarrassed, "Mr. Jia, why did you let a child come to receive me?", but Jia Yu greeted him seriously.

This kid is so arrogant.

Wang Fuchou suddenly showed embarrassment, "Mr. Jia does not know that Sanlang has a rather aloof personality. I have taught him many times, but it is still useless... This time he angered Huang Ming's mansion. Fortunately, he escaped with the help of Duke Wei and Duke Jia." Jie... the old man thought he could learn a lesson, but now it seems that it is useless..."

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."

Wang Fuchou's eyes lit up with Jia Pingan's casual words, "Mr. Jia's words are incisive, and Saburo is just like that. I also have a headache. Today, I came here. Apart from thanking you, I have a merciless request..."

He got up and bowed to the ground.

This is a great gift for scholars.

Jia Pingan frowned, Di Renjie shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Let's have a look."

Wang Fuchou straightened his waist, and Wang Bo's expression on the side remained unchanged.

Wang Fuchou pointed at him and said: "I can't teach this child anymore. I heard that Duke Jia's disciple is outstanding. I have the cheek...Sanlang, come here."

Wang Bo came over with some ominous premonition in his heart.

Wang Fuchou said, "Kneel down."

"Aye!"

Wang Bo was stunned, but Wang Fuchou had a rare cold face, "Kneel down."

Wang Bo knelt down with a plop.

Wang Fuchou smiled wryly and said: "This old man is so cheeky, I want to ask Mr. Jia to teach this child. If he has something to do in the future, it will be due to Mr. Jia...Old man..."

The old king bowed to the ground again.

Jia Pingan frowned.

A good talent has to meet a good teacher... Di Renjie nodded slightly, thinking it was a good thing.

But how did he know about Wang Bo's urination.In future generations, this baby will be a top student in a certain university's junior class, and she looks down upon her classmates.When the students were still pondering a difficult problem, he quickly gave the answer, faster than the teacher.

This student can't teach anymore.

Teachers and students looked up at this bully, so this bully felt that the high place was extremely cold, lonely, empty and cold, and his arrogance was born spontaneously.Afterwards, anyone who dared to beep with him, whether it was the principal or a classmate, he just snorted lightly.

That's all, but this baby has a psychological problem... On the one hand, he feels that he is unparalleled in genius, and I am the best in the world, but in practice, he is repeatedly beaten by the society, which is embarrassing.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so Wang Bo's mentality collapsed, so that he was set up... But this idiot dared to kill people, which shows the extent to which his mentality collapsed at that time.

The number one scholar in the junior class of Tsinghua University and Peking University was beaten by the society after he left the society. His classmates who were worse than him all rose to the top, and the students in ordinary classes also rose to the top. They were either executives or entrepreneurs, but he fell all the way down. ...

The former high-achieving students couldn't face a bleak life after all, so they had no scruples when they saw an opportunity to make a fool of themselves... When he was in Tengwang Pavilion, everyone knew Yan Gong's intentions for his son-in-law to stand out.But Wang Bo's heart was extremely suppressed and lost to the extreme, and he refused to let go of the opportunity to pretend to be a comparison, and then he wrote a preface to the Tengwang Pavilion, but his life was a complete failure.

Such a boy...

Wang Bo stiffened his neck, but he didn't get up, still kneeling.

Filial piety is Wang Bo's greatest strength.

A filial child is not bad.

Several thoughts swirled in Jia Ping'an's mind, and he said slowly: "Although I have only met a few times and have not communicated with each other, I can tell just by looking at you... You feel that you are a pedantic man, and you are so young. I overwhelmed countless so-called great Confucians, so I felt that this day blocked my way, otherwise I would definitely want to go to the sky to overlook the world..."

No way.

Wang Fuchou's heart trembled, he knew this son's pissing nature, if he was wronged, he would blush and argue, and he would not withdraw unless he won a complete victory.

But Wang Bo was shocked, and looked up at Jia Pingan.

It really is this urine sex!

Pretending to be better than... Who is more powerful in future generations?

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "I heard that you have learned some Buddhism and Taoism? Yes, Confucianism is no different from Shintoism. They are all about human nature. The Confucianism you are interested in is just reading in leisure time in my eyes. Then What are you proud of?"

Wang Fuchou opened his mouth... first he looked at Jia Ping'an, then at Wang Bo...

The face was already flushed.

Done!

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Chapter 928

Confucianism can be said to be the family heirloom of the Wang family. Since grandfather Wang Tong became famous all over the world, the luck of the Wang family has been declining along with the fortune of the Sui Dynasty until now.

But the death of a tiger does not defeat its prestige.

When you go out, you need to sign up for a name: I am Wang Bo of the Longmen!

Niubi not?

Awesome!

Whenever those people mentioned Wang Tong, they always looked up with admiration, and they were full of praise for Wang Bo, a Confucian genius.

But today, Jia Ping'an trampled on Wang Bo's proudest part in an understatement.

Wang Bo blushed and blurted out: "Do you know the profoundness of Confucianism?"

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

Jia Pingan said slowly: "Why? Because you are only a 12-year-old boy, but I am an important minister of the Tang Dynasty. I learned Confucianism well when I was studying. As an important minister of the Tang Dynasty, what I should do is to think about my own job. Instead of thinking about Confucianism”

"Confucianism can correct people!"

Wang Bo's eyes are piercing, which is to praise Confucianism from a personal point of view.