Chapter 911 The king fainted again

   Early in the morning, Jia Ping'an was unhappy.

   "Where's my official uniform? Find it quickly."

   Wei Wushuang and Su Ho came to help him change his clothes.

   On the way to change his official uniform, Jia Pingan was full of complaints.

   "Why is there a court meeting at the beginning of this year? This kind of formalism should be changed. Isn't it good to travel with a family?"

Wei Wushuang tugged at his sleeves, stretched the folds, and said with a smile, "Husband, don't say that, many people can't even ask for it! Husband is so talented in civil and military affairs, His Majesty should value it... "

   Jia Ping'an insisted, "As a husband, I'm a bit crooked, not all-rounder in civil and military affairs."

  Su Ho helped him pull his clothes from behind, "My husband's poems are the best in Tang Dynasty!"

   "That's nonsense." Jia Pingan stretched his neck, feeling uncomfortable for being serious.

   "It's not nonsense." Su Ho walked in front of him, took a few steps back, and said contentedly: "Wu Shuang, come and see, my husband looks so mighty and handsome."

   Wei Wushuang stepped back and looked side by side with her.

   "You guys..." Jia Pingan didn't change his face when he was surrounded by outsiders, but his ears turned red when he was stared at by his two wives, and he muttered, "What a handsome man, what a man wants is stability."

  Boss and DouDou are still sleeping. Last night they vowed to keep watch until dawn, but they fell asleep after a while and became unconscious.

  Jia Pingan went to see the boss first, and Jia Yu was getting up. When he saw him, he quickly got dressed, "The child will be here soon."

  DouDou is still sleeping.

  On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jia Pingan entered her room accompanied by Su Ho.

   "Doudou."

   "Aye..." DouDou opened his eyes, then closed them again, "Aye, I'm so sleepy."

  Su Ho stepped forward, "Hurry up and get up, it's time to celebrate the New Year!"

  Doudou did not move.

   Jia Pingan said lightly: "Do you want lucky money?"

   "Swan Goose!"

  Doudou woke up refreshed.

  This girl...why does she look like Su Ho?

   Later, when Jia Ping'an and his two wives were sitting in the main hall, Jia Yu knelt down to pay New Year's greetings.

   "Get up."

  Jia Pingan nodded, "Dalang is one year older. You are the eldest in the family. You should set an example for your younger siblings when you study and do things, understand?"

  Jia Yu nodded, "My child knows."

   Jia Pingan gave him a cloth bag, which was not light.

   "This is New Year's money, safe and sound every year."

  Jia Yu took the bag, and then went around.

   Jia Ping'an said with a smile: "Doudou is one year older, this year he should study hard, don't be naughty..."

"yes."

  Doudou is very energetic.

   is also a cloth bag.

   Doudou took it happily.

   Immediately, Jia Ping'an was ready to go out to participate in the Great Court Meeting.

  As soon as he went out, a voice came from behind him.

   "Auntie, you are lying, you said that I will keep the lucky money for myself, woo woo woo!"

   "How old are you, how can you spend money? My mother will give you... I will give you twenty dollars, and the rest will be saved for you by my mother, and I will pay you back when you grow up..."

   "Auntie!"

  Doudou was furious, rushed out and pulled Aye's sleeve, raised his head and cried, "Aye, my mother is lying...I won't obey!"

  Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "This... this matter, Aye is helpless!"

   "Aye..."

you've changed!

  Pouting his mouth, his big eyes were full of tears.

   Jia Ping'an's heart ached, "Su Ho, give me an extra twenty dollars."

"Wow!"

   All the way to the imperial city, Jia Ping'an seemed to have heard the cry of Doudou.

   "Why is Xiao Jia so worried?"

  Uncle Li strolled over.

"Hey!" Jia Pingan said with a wry smile: "The children were given New Year's money in the morning, but the children were still young, and their mothers said they would keep it for them. Buyi...crying makes my heart ache."

   "What New Year's money for you?" Liang Jianfang came, and the old hooligan said with disdain: "Whoever dares to ask for money in the family will have his legs discounted."

  Are you not afraid of being extubated in the future?

  When it came to the Book of Children, most of the people present were vague.

   "Whenever the old man finds something wrong, he will make the child kneel down and ask, and after a few times, he will behave."

   "The old man is doing it."

  Civil officials mostly suppress children from the perspective of personality, let them know that the father is your god, and they must not resist. Most generals are

  A loyal practitioner of "a filial son grows from a stick".

   A group of clubs!

   Jia Ping'an was numb.

   "But which of the children you are waiting for is as natural as the Jia family's children?"

Old Xu has been to Jia's house many times, and he is familiar with him, "The eldest son of Jia's family is calm and polite, well-behaved, and cute...Looking at the children of other families, they are either rigid or naughty, so it is Xiao Jia who teaches children. sharp."

  An official asked: "Does Duke Jia have any good ideas?"

   "I don't know what to do. If he is disobedient, just... listen to the reason why he is disobedient."

  Jia Pingan felt that he was misleading his children, "When children reach the age of ten, they will develop some rebellious feelings..."

   "That's right."

  An official gritted his teeth and said: "My son was like this back then. He dared to put on a straight face at the old man. He asked ten questions and answered five. The old man couldn't bear it and beat him up."

   This Duke Jia really has the real stuff!

  Everyone can't help but look at each other with admiration.

   "What is Junjun Jia's plan?"

  Just talk but don't practice fake moves.

  "Be friends with your child, don't act like a father to force him to obey, listen to what he says, listen to what he's thinking, talk to him well..."

  Children will be a little confused when they enter adolescence. At this time, they need the guidance and understanding of their parents instead of rough interference.

   "This is what..."

   Everyone dispersed in a rush.

  Even Xu Jingzong disagreed, "Father and son are father and son, what kind of friend, a big stick can't beat him to death."

hehe!

   Jia Pingan laughed it off.

  China's filial piety culture has a long history. Filial piety is a kind of moral value, and it is also a view of order.

  If there is no culture of filial piety, there will be no awe and respect in people's hearts, and naturally only interests will be in their eyes.

   Monarch, subject, father and son, this is a kind of order, and the Central Plains has relied on this order to maintain social stability for many years.

  Later, it went a step further. The king guides his ministers, the father guides his son, and the husband guides his wife... It seems good, but the whole society has become rigid.

  Why can't we be friends?

  The pilgrimage on the first day is really boring, it is just a ritual. When saluting, Jia Pingan looked bitter, and a voice came from behind,

   "Xiao Jia, cushion."

  What do you mean?

   Someone behind him stabbed him.

   is the sound of chest urging.

   Jia Pingan stretched out his hand, and two small things were handed over.

  The compact cushion can be folded up, and it is just a small ball in the palm of the hand.

  Put it under your knees, and Jia Ping'an was liberated immediately.

   "Brother Cui...Thank you very much."

   "You're welcome!"

   Later, when the court meeting ended, Jia Pingan and Cui Jian went out together.

   "Li Yifu has been looking for my faults for the last year, but it's a pity that I am no one..." Cui Jian smiled slightly, "He returned without success."

  Jia Pingan thought of the word Xiemei inexplicably... He never understood what Xiemei smiled, but he knew it with a smile like this.

"gentlemen."

   Scumbag Vine looks more and more rich.

"you this…"

  Jia Pingan felt that sooner or later, this product would become a hot mess.

  Li Yuanying said very sincerely: "The children in my family are not willing to stop. Sir, he mentioned the methods of teaching children...can you teach me a little bit?"

"This..." Jia Pingan said angrily: "You have a lot of children in your family. They are not children, they are Te Niang's cubs. How do you raise them when you have more children? You don't care at all. How many children will come out like this? A good bamboo shoot?"

   "No... I've regretted it too." Li Yuanying felt that he was really wronged, "Aniang also said that I want to have more births and faster births..."

   "Do you think..." Jia Pingan squinted at him, "Do you think there is a difference between yourself and those breeds?"

   Li Yuanying's complexion was like a pig's liver.

   "You have raised more than ten sons, and you don't know the number of daughters. These children gather together all day long, fighting each other for a little resource. You are raising Gu."

   This is the stocking policy, a group of children gather together to raise Gu, and finally stand out outstandingly.

  Jia Ping'an couldn't do this, so he felt that there shouldn't be too many children.

  In earlier generations, it was normal for a family to have four or five children, and they were not the harmony that people in the new century thought. At that time, the conditions were not good, and being able to eat a full stomach was happiness...It was a pity that brothers and sisters fought over trivial matters...

  Now there are four children in the family, plus one on Gao Yang's side, Jia Ping'an thinks it is enough.

   "How about that?"

   After hearing Yang Gu's explanation, Li Yuanying was also a little flustered, "Don't let the children become enemies by then."

"It's a joke if you don't talk about friendship with people like you. The important thing is to show the interests, who's what, and who will get what in the future. Put it out, make it clear, and there will be fewer disputes in the future, and you can't say it back. It can add some brotherhood."

  Wangfu is not an ordinary family. The children of this family know that they must fight for it since they are sensible. If you don’t fight, you will wait for mediocrity and decline.

   "A prince can become a king, think about it, if you were not a prince, but a son of the clan, what would you do now?"

   Jia Ping'an rode away.

   Li Yuanying was at a loss, "If I am not the prince, but just an ordinary clan son, I will definitely be reduced to a situation where I go everywhere to please you for money and food..."

   "Fortunately, he is the prince, but the children can't."

   Except for one of his children who will inherit his title of King Teng, the others are at most the Duke of the county.

  The Duke of the County seems to be good, but Jia Ping’an is only the Duke of the County!

   But Jia Ping'an's county prince is a result of military exploits, even better than him, King Teng.

   Terrible!

  Li Yuanying didn't expect that he would have a day to work for his children and grandchildren, so he hurried home to clean up his property, and then called his children to discuss the matter.

   "As a father and as a prince, after giving birth to you and waiting, I will naturally think of a way out for you..."

   More than a dozen sons stared at each other like black corns, the youngest was still in the arms of the maid, and shouted: "Fight! Fight!"

   Li Yuanying felt dizzy.

   "It's all gone."

  Boom!

  A son fell to the ground.

  Li Yuanying met with his children... To be honest, it was more like a leader meeting his subordinates. He would meet with his subordinates every once in a while, say a few clichés with a straight face, and then leave.

   Such a father-son relationship can be imagined.

  Boom!

  Another one with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

   "Stop!"

   Li Yuanying smashed the water glass down in frustration, and everyone stopped.

  The daughters seem to be better, but Li Yuanying took a closer look, and unexpectedly... If you step on my feet, I will pinch the tender flesh around your waist. If you dare to kick me, I dare to stab you with a hairpin...

  This is my children?

   Li Yuanying, who had never cared about his children, fell down suddenly.

  Boom!

   "King!"

  The house was chaotic in an instant, the children ran in a panic, some shouted for help, some shouted that something happened...

  The daughters all looked at each other in dismay, and then collectively wept in panic...

   Li Yuanying who just woke up saw this scene, and fainted again with a hiccup.

  When Jia Ping’an returned home, he took his wife and children on a trip together.

   Later generations have the rule of not going out on the first day of the new year, but this is the Tang Dynasty, and even the emperor has to meet with his officials on the first day of the new year.

   "To pay New Year's greetings."

   This year, Jia Ping'an was in high spirits and took the children to pay New Year's greetings.

   First went to Wubenfang to pay New Year greetings to Sun Simiao.

  Sun Simiao's place is deserted today, most of the disciples go home for reunion, only one is left with him.

  When he saw Jia Ping'an's family, the old man squinted his eyes when he smiled. When Jia Yu and Doudou knelt down to pay New Year's greetings, Sun Simiao was even more delighted, "Hurry up and bring the copper coins."

  The brand-new copper coins were strung up by Sun Simiao with a red string, two in a string.

  The two children took the copper coins after thanking them.

   "Hang it around your neck." Sun Simiao said with a smile: "At that time, the old man was still young, so I got this to hang at home. The old man was running outside, and the two copper coins jingled, which was very interesting."

  Sun Simiao was born in poverty, so the New Year gift of two copper coins took a lot of thought from his parents.

   Jia Ping'an immediately delivered gifts, most of which were food.

   "This eight-treasure rice is good, and the old man's teeth are not bad. These days, I like to eat some sweet and greasy food, but I can't live with anything, let alone enjoying it."

  This is the key to cherishing blessings and keeping in good health.

   Immediately went to the British government, Li Jingye was generous, and a child gave a gold ingot with words on it.

"peaceful always."

  This is a New Year gift from the British government to their children.

  Old Li had a kind face, "These two children are not bad, but the boss wants to teach the art of war?"

   "It's not good for a cow to press his head if he doesn't drink water. It depends on his own preferences." Jia Pingan laughed.

  Li Ji had some speculation in his eyes, "How did you enlighten the boss?"

   "Confucianism and New Learning together."

   On this point, Jia Pingan will not completely copy the methods of later generations.

"good."

After Jia Ping'an left, Li Ji praised: "Those people disdain any mention of new learning, saying that children will be expelled from the family if they learn new learning...Look at Xiao Jia, enlightening his own children but not avoiding Confucianism , This is compatible and accepting, broad-minded."

  The process of New Year's greetings is to play, strolling in various workshops all the way, and stop to enjoy when you see something interesting.

  Finally, I ate lunch at Cheng Zhijie's home.

   There is no such thing as eating meat in large pieces and drinking in large bowls.

  The atmosphere of the Cheng family is more like a family, quiet and orderly.

  Just after lunch, someone found it here.

   "Mr. Jia, the king has fainted."

I go!

   Jia Ping'an was confused, "Prince Teng, this is..."

  The visitor smiled wryly, "It's a family matter. After King Teng fainted, the steward thought about it, but only Duke Jia can ask for help..."

  The seemingly proud King Teng!

   There was an accident at home and I couldn't find a place to ask for help.

   Jia Ping'an came out with his wife and children and asked them to go back first.

   "At this level, what good is wealth?" Wei Wushuang lowered the car curtain.

  …

   Prince Teng's mansion is gloomy at the moment.

   Li Yuanying was lying on the bed, and a doctor was treating him.

  Unless he was about to die, it was impossible for the palace to send a medical officer to treat him. Otherwise, there were so many people in the clan, and the medical officer could only go back and forth between these people's homes every day.

  Women were crying on the sidelines, but they didn't look sad, but more helpless and dazed.

   "This is a family matter, and I can't ask it to go to the palace, Junjun Jia... The steward said that the king trusts this gentleman the most, and it can be said that he can trust his life and wealth... But what can he do about this matter?"

   "Mr. Jia is becoming more and more dignified now, don't murmur about him."

   "Mr. Jia is here."

  The women lowered their clothes to cover their faces and figures, and the children pretended to be well-behaved and sad.

  Everyone looked out the door in unison.

   Jia Pingan walked in with a frown and asked, "How?"

  The doctor stood up and saluted, "Prince Teng is enraged..."

"Understood."

  Jia Pingan sat down bravely and said, "Diagnose and treat them, and I'll talk to them."

  He squinted at the children and said, "You are all the children of Prince Teng. If you have too many children, you can't take care of them. The relationship between father and son is weak. I know all of this."

  These words are straight to the point and messed up, revealing all the contradictions hidden under the principle of father as son.

   "Prince Teng was almost **** off by the fight. What was it for? It was just for money. Today I will talk about it on my behalf..."

  Everyone immediately pricked up their ears.

   "You don't need to think about the title you are waiting for. Even King Teng can't talk about it. Naturally, there are considerations in the palace."

   This is the biggest point of contradiction, and it will be broken directly.

   A group of children, big and small, were dumbfounded.

  What you say doesn’t count!

   Jia Pingan turned a blind eye to those distrustful eyes, and continued: "As for the money and land, how much can King Teng use at that time...except for those who inherit the title, the others... all are divided equally. The daughter also has it."

   Jia Pingan got up, patted his **** and left.

   Li Yuanying woke up leisurely, surrounded by a group of sons and daughters asking for warmth.

   "Who has been here?"

  Li Yuanying keenly noticed something was wrong.

"Your Majesty, Duke Jia has just left." The steward said respectfully: "Mr. Jia just spoke to the young gentleman and the young ladies, saying that the title of daughter and son is not up to the king and can only be allocated by the palace. As for money ..."

  The housekeeper felt that this matter was inappropriate, "Mr. Jia said that except for the person who took over the title, what the king can use...equal distribution, and the daughter also has it. The king..."

  Jia Ping'an has decided for you!

   And there's something wrong with it.

  The older sons were competing, and one of them said, "Aye, didn't the one who inherited the title get more?"

  What does it mean to take more?

   Those who seize the title will take the lead!

  Li Yuanying froze for a moment.

  Equal share?

  The royal family doesn’t share evenly. If the son prefers more, he will share more, and if the daughter loves more, he will share more...

  The key is that there are more daughters in the evenly divided team.

  There are too many monks and too little porridge, Lao Tzu’s pension money...

   Li Yuanying wanted to vomit blood.

  A daughter Fushen said: "Aye, Duke Jia is very fair."

   No one has ever put daughters on the same level as sons in the inheritance of family property.

  Mr. Jia... Good man!

  The sons are eyeing...

   "No such thing?"

  Li Yuanying gritted his teeth, "Just deal with it like this!"

  Boom!

   King Teng fell to the ground.

   "The king fainted again!"

  …

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)