In the dining hall.

Assistant Teacher Mu looked at the "Detailed Explanation of the Use of Punctuation Marks" at the top of the newspaper, and a few hints of brilliance immediately flashed in his eyes.

"Tsk, this punctuation mark is a novelty, and it looks very practical! I don't know who came up with it? Shall I propose to promote this punctuation mark? ”

After Ma Zhou read this punctuation explanation, he couldn't take care of his meal, and couldn't help muttering.

He has been engaged in education for so many years, and he can naturally understand how important punctuation marks are to students' reading efficiency, so he has the idea of promoting it in a big way.

Sighing for a while, Assistant Teacher Mu continued to look down.

"Literati interaction? What is this so-called newspaper trying to do? Is it to put my literati in the Tang Dynasty together and debate together? ”

Ma Zhou saw the next four big words of "literati interaction", and he was slightly puzzled.

"Hiss~, "On Taizong Shu", the person who wrote this article is really bold, and he dares to talk about the government. Ma Zhou? Who is Ma Zhou? This man's tone is a little bigger. ”

Unlike Wang Meng, Cheng Chumo, Sun Zifan, Yu Dongcai and others who skip other places when they come up, directly, Assistant Teacher Mu is of course very interested in lean articles, but when he saw the first article, he couldn't help but have a toothache.

"Looking for the successes and failures of the past generations, but there are Li Shu who rebelled and gathered as thieves, and all his kingdoms were destroyed, although the people wanted to repent, there was no one who was able to be safe. Whoever cultivates politics and religion should cultivate it when it is possible, and if things happen together and he regrets it, it will be of no benefit. Therefore, every time the lord sees the death of his predecessor, he knows the reason for his political and religious death, but he does not know the loss of his body. It is to laugh at the death of Xia Wei with Yin Xuan, and you and Li also laugh at the death of Yin Xuan.........."

At first, Assistant Teacher Mu thought that Ma Zhou was a commoner and was good at discussing government affairs, and he was too presumptuous, but when he read it next, he immediately put away his contempt, his expression gradually became solemn, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"Since ancient times, the rise and fall of a country is not a matter of accumulation, but only the bitterness and happiness of the people. And with the recent test, the Sui family stored Luokoucang, and Li Mi was because of it; The eastern capital accumulates cloth and silk, and the king is full of it; The Xijing Treasury is also used by the state, and it has not been exhausted so far. To make Luokou and Dongdu have no Su silk, that is, Shichong and Li Mi may not be able to gather the public. But it is a common thing for the state to accumulate it, and it is necessary to take it when a person has the surplus and then reap it. If a person works hard and forcibly collects it, he will use his wealth to accumulate it without benefit.........."

"Good! All right! Unique insights, this person is talented, talented! Based on this article alone, it is enough to see that this Ma Zhou's talent for governing the country is no worse than that of some courts! ”

Reading the end of this paragraph, Assistant Teacher Mu couldn't help but get up and laugh wildly, if a literati encounters a good article, they are more excited than seeing a beautiful woman.

In history, Ma Zhou wrote a "Shangtai Zongshu" in the 11th year of Zhenguan as the imperial historian Zhongcheng, and submitted it to Li Er.

Although some of the ideas written by Ma Zhou have not yet reached the realm of Mahayana, it already contains a lot of Ma Zhou's later political ideas, so this article is of course an extremely rare masterpiece.

"How can such a great talent be unknown? Alas, but there are more talented people buried in the world, so it seems that this "Datang Daily" can still be used to discover talents? ”

Assistant Teacher Mu was becoming more and more interested in this newspaper at this time, and he carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the newspaper as if he caressed a beauty, and continued to read.

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"Sacrificial wine, sacrificial wine, we have something to find you!"

The sad Kong Yingda was once again woken up by the little bastards during the lunch break, and he went to open the door in an extremely depressed mood.

"What's the matter with you?"

Anyone who is interrupted from his lunch break will be in a bad mood, although Kong Yingda is full of the book of sages, he also has seven emotions and six desires, so he still has three points of anger in his words.

"Well, sacrificial wine, we came to you for the purpose of changing the academy."

Although he saw that Kong Yingda was in an unhappy mood, Sun Zifan was not very vain, and he still said what he meant.

"Oh?"

Kong Yingda glanced at the group of little bastards suspiciously, frowned and asked, "Didn't the old man say before that you need to ask your father's consent for this matter?" Why are you here again today? ”

Sun Zifan held back the pride in his heart, and said with a faint smile: "Back to the sacrificial wine, we came to you when we went home to ask for our father's consent. ”

"Yes, yes, sacrificial wine, my father also agreed, this is a statement written by my father."

"This is written by my father, please see the sacrificial wine."

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The seven or eight students in the back immediately rushed to talk about the documents in their hands and stuffed them into Kong Yingda's hands. Compared with the students who came to Kong Yingda last time, the number this time is significantly less, and it is obvious that some parents of students do not know much about today's arithmetic hall.

Kong Yingda is really a bit of a Spartan at the moment, he suspects that he heard it wrong, how can the fathers of these little bastards agree to their ridiculous request, no matter from what point of view, it is impossible to agree!

Kong Yingda was stunned for a long time before being woken up by Sun Zifan.

He sorted out his thoughts, unfolded the document that Sun Zifan gave him, and looked at it carefully, and saw that the font was horizontal and vertical, strong and powerful, this was indeed Sun Fujia's handwriting, and Sun Zifan had not been able to imitate it.

The last trace of luck in Kong Yingda's heart at this moment was also shattered in an instant, and he really couldn't understand why the fathers of these people would agree to their children to be transferred to the Arithmetic Academy.

But he was not allowed to think about it, and the students around him began to urge.

Or did Sun Zifan take the lead and say: "Sacrificial wine? You see that the paperwork for the transfer hall is available, can the students be transferred to the mathematics hall? ”

"That's right, sacrificial wine, you promised us before, as long as our father agrees, you will let us transfer to the arithmetic hall!"

"Yes, yes, your knowledge of sacrificial wine is unrivaled in the world, but you can't be untrustworthy!"

"Sacrificial wine, tell me quickly, it's okay!"

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Kong Yingda really felt that there were hundreds of flies "buzzing" in his ears at this moment, he waved his hand with a headache, and said in a deep voice: "Be quiet and quiet, what the old man said before, naturally count, and your application for transfer to the academy will be approved in two days." ”

Even though Kong Yingda was reluctant in his heart, how could he, as the priest of the country's eunuch, do such a thing as breaking his promise and gaining weight?

"Oh~, it's so good to have a sacrificial wine! Ha ha! ”

"Thank you!"

"Sacrificial wine, then let's go back to class?" (There's also some stuff here pretending to be good babies.) ）

As soon as Kong Yingda's words fell, the cheers of the students immediately sounded around him.

Kong Yingda hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, let's go to class as soon as possible!" ”

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Are all bear children so difficult now? I remember how well-behaved I was when I was a child! Alas, my little nephew, who can sanction him?

Thank you for loving you, it's my reward.

(End of chapter)