In the dining hall.
Assistant Professor Mou looked at the article "Detailed Explanation of Punctuation Marks" at the top of the newspaper, and something strange suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, this punctuation mark is quite novel, and it looks very practical! I don't know who came up with it? Should I suggest to Jijiu to promote this punctuation mark?"
After Ma Zhou read this explanation of punctuation marks, he couldn't help but murmur.
Having been engaged in education for so many years, he naturally understands how important punctuation marks are to students' reading efficiency, so he decided to promote them vigorously.
After sighing for a while, Assistant Professor Mou continued to look down.
"Literati interaction? What does this so-called newspaper want to do? Is it to put the literati from the Tang Dynasty together to debate together?"
Ma Zhou saw the next four characters "Literati Interaction" and felt slightly confused.
"Hiss~, "On Taizong Shu", the person who wrote this article is so brave, he dares to make arrogant comments about the government. Ma Zhou? Who is Ma Zhou? This person is a bit loud."
Unlike Wang Meng, Cheng Chumo, Sun Zifan, Yu Dongcai and others who skipped other places and read novels directly, Assistant Professor Mou was of course also very interested in lean articles, but when he saw the first article, he couldn't help but toothache.
"Looking at the successes and failures of past generations, if the common people rebel and gather together as thieves, their country will be destroyed immediately. Although the owner wants to repent, no one can be safe. Whenever you cultivate politics and religion, you should cultivate it when it can be repaired. If It is useless to regret it when things happen together. Therefore, every time the master sees the death of the previous generation, he knows the reason for the loss of his political and religious affairs, but does not know the loss of his body. Therefore, Yin Zhou laughed at the death of Xia Jie, and Youyou , Li also laughed at the destruction of Yin and Zhou..."
Assistant Professor Mou initially thought that Ma Zhou was too presumptuous for a commoner who was good at discussing government affairs, but as he read on, he immediately stopped being dismissive, his expression gradually became serious, and he couldn't help but murmur out loud.
"Since ancient times, the rise and fall of a country has not depended on the accumulation of money, but only on the suffering and happiness of the people. And to test it from recent events, the Sui family stored Luokou warehouse, and Li Mi took advantage of it; the eastern capital accumulated silk, and the kings took possession of it; the Xijing treasury was also the state's treasure. It has not been used up yet. There is no millet or silk in Luokou or Dongdu, so Shichong and Li Mi may not be able to gather the masses. But hoarding is a common thing in the country. People should collect it when they have spare energy. If people are tired But if you seize it by force, you will actually use it to fund the invaders, and it will be useless to accumulate it..."
"Okay! Great! He has unique insights. He is a great talent, a great talent! This article alone is enough to show that this Ma Zhou Dynasty's talent in governing the country is no worse than that of some officials in the court!"
After reading the last paragraph, Assistant Professor Mou couldn't help but burst into laughter and burst into laughter. A literati would be more excited when he encounters a good article than when he meets a great beauty.
Historically, in the eleventh year of Zhenguan, Ma Zhou wrote an article "Shang Taizong Shu" as the censor Zhongcheng and presented it to Li Er. The "Historical Records" rated this article very highly, and it can be called the most important article in history. The most wonderful article on public security policy.
Although some of the thoughts in this article written by Ma Zhou have not yet reached the state of Mahayana, it already contains many of Ma Zhou's later political ideas. Therefore, this article is certainly regarded as an extremely rare masterpiece.
"How can such a great talent remain unknown? Alas, there are so many talented people who have been buried in the world. From this point of view, can't Datang Daily be used to discover talents?"
Assistant Professor Mou was becoming more and more interested in the newspaper. As if caressing a beauty, he carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the newspaper and continued reading.
… …
"Sacrifice wine, sacrifice wine, we have something to ask you!"
The miserable Kong Yingda was once again woken up by those little bastards during his lunch break. He went to open the door in a very depressed mood.
"What do you want?"
Anyone whose lunch break is interrupted will feel unhappy. Although Kong Yingda has read a lot of books by sages, he also has seven emotions and six desires, so his words are still full of anger.
"Um, Jijiu, we are looking for you to exchange schools."
Although he could see that Kong Yingda was unhappy, Sun Zifan was not too conceited and he still expressed his intention.
"oh?"
Kong Yingda glanced at these little bastards in confusion, frowned and asked, "Didn't I say before that you need to get your father's consent for this matter? Why are you here again today?"
Sun Zifan suppressed the pride in his heart and said with a faint smile: "Back to Jijiu, we just went home and asked for my father's permission before coming to you. Jijiu, you see, this is the exchange school written by my father." Statement, absolutely without error.”
"Yes, yes, my father also agreed to the wine sacrifice. This is the statement written by my father."
"This is written by my father. Please read it during the ceremony."
… …
The seven or eight students behind him immediately rushed to grab the documents in their hands and stuffed them into Kong Yingda's hands. Compared with the last time, the number of students who came to Kong Yingda this time was obviously smaller. It was obvious that some parents of students did not know much about today's arithmetic center.
Kong Yingda was really a bit Spartan at this moment. He suspected that he heard wrongly. How could the fathers of these little bastards agree to their ridiculous request? No matter from any angle, it was impossible to agree!
Kong Yingda was stunned for a long time before being woken up by Sun Zifan.
He collected his thoughts, unfolded the document that Sun Zifan gave him, and looked at it carefully. He saw that the handwriting was straight and horizontal, strong and powerful. This was indeed Sun Fuga's handwriting, and Sun Zifan was not able to imitate it.
At this moment, the last trace of luck in Kong Yingda's heart was instantly shattered. It was really hard for him to understand why the fathers of these people would agree to transfer their children to the Mathematical School.
But without allowing him to think about it, the students around him began to urge him.
It was Sun Zifan who took the lead and said: "Sacrifice wine? You see, we have all the paperwork for the transfer school. Can the students be transferred to the Arithmetic School?"
"Yes, Jijiu, you promised us before that as long as our father agrees, you will let us transfer to the Arithmetic Academy!"
"Yes, yes, Jijiu, your knowledge is the best in the world, but you can't break your promise!"
"Sacrifice wine, please tell me quickly, can it be done?"
… …
At this moment, Kong Yingda really felt that there were hundreds of flies "buzzing" in his ears. He waved his hands with a headache and said in a deep voice: "Quiet, quiet, what I said before will naturally count. In two days Your application for changing schools will be approved."
Even though Kong Yingda was reluctant in every possible way, how could he, as a sacrificial wine minister of the Imperial College, do such a thing as breaking his promise and getting fat
"Oh~, the sacrificial wine is so good! Haha!"
"Thank you for the wine!"
"Sacrifice the wine, shall we go back to class?" (There are still some idiots here pretending to be good children.)
As soon as Kong Yingda finished speaking, the students cheered around him.
Kong Yingda quickly waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, you can go to class as soon as possible!"
… …
Are all the naughty kids today so difficult to deal with? I remember that I was very well-behaved when I was a child! Alas, I am a little nephew, who can punish him
Thank you for the reward that belongs to me.
(End of chapter)