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He solemnly bowed his hands: "Mr. is a great talent. No wonder it is said that new learning is the knowledge of prying into the origin of all things. Students are eager to be taught."

He was overwhelmed.

Most of the remaining students are still in shock.

"I got the flute." Li Yuanying was a man of action. When he got the flute later, he pressed the hole, leaving only a little gap.

He blew hard, and the sound was sharp.

"It really is." Li Yuanying said joyfully, "It's so simple?"

Another person goes up and blows...

There is still saliva from Tengwang Pavilion on the flute, isn't it disinfected?

Jia Pingan looked a little uncomfortable.

"That's all for today, starting tomorrow, I will give you a lecture, if you want to come, come, if you don't want to... don't come in the future."

Jia Pingan glanced at everyone.

These students looked at him yesterday with various emotions in their eyes, few of them were positive.

At the moment, most of them are respectful.

Nonsense is useless, and an experiment to calm them down is the kingly way.

Jia Ping turned around and went out.

The servant stood there, saw him coming out, and subconsciously saluted, "Sir, go slowly."

The servants in the palace bow their heads and flatter the outside world, just be yourself, but this servant salutes respectfully, this is the power of knowledge.

Jia Pingan was walking in the palace, thinking about other things.

Li Zhi asked these people to learn, nothing more than wanting to take all the benefits into the royal family and keep them in his own hands.

But he still has Zhao Yan.

If one Zhao Yan is not enough, then he will teach ten or a hundred more Zhao Yan. In short, knowledge cannot be enshrined in the royal family as a god.

What new learning needs more is application, not enshrining.

What would Li Zhi think?

Jia Pingan smiled.

Li Zhi didn't know how shocking this knowledge was. When the seventeen students gradually learned more deeply, it would be too late to block it.

Back at Baiqi, he said casually, "I remembered Mr.

Shao Peng asked: "Then Mr. is still there?"

"Of course it's still there." Jia Pingan sighed, "Sir, both civil and military..."

"No wonder you are the same." Shao Peng was very envious.

Uh!

Did this unintentionally fill in the hole?

Jia Pingan smiled, "Mr. wandered around and said that he was tired somewhere, or he would teach when he met a talented student."

Later, these words reached Li Zhi.

"Is that so?"

A stern look flashed in Li Zhi's eyes, "I'll have you track him down. If you find him, persuade him to return to Chang'an. If you don't listen...kill him."

Shaopeng lowered his head, "Yes."

After he left, Li Zhi put down the memorial, and said with some regret: "I originally wanted to keep the new learning in the palace, only for my use..."

The emperor's greed and desire for monopoly are innate, and Jia Ping'an is very clear about this.

But those students didn't know that Rijia Ping'an had fooled the emperor once behind his back.

Seventeen students stared at the jar of alcohol, and finally Yuchi Xunyu came up with an idea, "They all went to get small porcelain bottles, one bottle for each person."

Good idea.

Later, the students each returned home with a bottle of alcohol.

When Yuchi Xunyu returned home, he was tinkering in his own room.

He first asked for a charcoal basin, and then tested the effect of pressing the lid, and it really went out.

Then there's the vase.

"If the bottle mouth is small, it will scream. What if it is smaller?"

Yuchi Xunyu was excited.

He asked someone to get a porcelain bottle with a narrow mouth, and then followed the instructions.

The two servant girls watched curiously from the side, "What is Xiao Lang doing with this?"

"There will be ghosts crying and howling later." Young people always like to show off, and Yuchi Xunyu is no exception.

He put the vase on the table and lit the fire.

"Bah!"

Porcelain bottle explodes...

Yuchi Xunyu subconsciously covered his face with his hands, but before it was too late, a piece of porcelain was inserted into his cheek.

Bang bang bang bang!

Fragments of porcelain were flying around, and a servant girl was hit in the arm and ran out screaming.

It was as if a catastrophe had passed through the house.

At this moment, Yuchi Baolin had just arrived home and was asking about his son's situation.

"Mr. Lang, Mr. Mr. Xiao is very well-behaved, so I will learn it back."

The butler looked relieved, and Yuchi Baolin nodded slightly, feeling that she had found a good job for this son, it was really good.