In school.

Listening to Jia Dairu's scolding, Jia Jing said: "The school established by our ancestors is for motivated people, but the difficulty of the family is not for the sake of such a mess!"

Jia Jing's words made Jia Dairu's beard look straight, "Brother Jing, you can't just talk nonsense. You're talking nonsense, why is this school so insane?"

At this time, Jia Zhen, who was standing beside him, also said, "I'm afraid that the old man is always in trouble and doesn't understand the current situation of this school, right? Why don't you ask Brother Rui, what's going on!"

Seeing that both of them were both attitudes, Jia Dairu couldn't help but burst into tears, and immediately turned his gaze to Jia Rui on the side.

When I saw Jia Rui's evasive look again, I suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Immediately, "You are evil! But what other things have you done to deceive your conscience? Why don't you come here with the real cause!"

As he said that, he took the ruler on one side and slapped Jia Rui on his body.

In pain, Jia Rui ran around the room.

Jia Rui couldn't stand the beating, so he dodged there, jumping and shouting, "Young master is so unreasonable! I help you manage the school all day long, how could you mess with you? He often beat and scolded him, and he said that it was for my own good all day long. But I didn't see you forgive me, but instead asked me to kneel down and go hungry every day.

I am already twenty-five or six years old this year. I am such a big man, but you have been so careful that my pocket is cleaner than my face!

When you go out for a drink, you have to look at the faces of your friends. Be careful. Do you really think what good life do I live with you?

In other words, my mother is gone, otherwise I would not be like you!"

Jia Rui's words made Jia Dairu, who had always loved face, felt even more embarrassed and cursed: "You are a villain! I'm so useless to raise you, but now I'm angry with me!"

As he said that, the force of holding the ruler in his hand was even more intense, and he chased him up and beat him up.

However, Jia Dairu was still not young after all, and after some trouble, he was so tired that he was breathing heavily.

...

This is, Jia Zhen said again: "There is some situation in the clan school, and the blame is not all on Brother Rui. What's the use of the old man just beat Brother Rui? Isn't it the same thing that can't be solved?"

Hearing Jia Zhen's words, Jia Dairu couldn't help but sneer: "According to what you mean, it's all the old man's fault, right?"

After saying that, Jia Dairu threw the ruler in his hand and threw it on the podium, "Today, the old man will leave his words here. No matter what you say, this clan school cannot be locked up!"

This operation of relying on one's age immediately caused Jia Jing and Jia Zhen, and their hearts were infuriated.

...

“Why not close?”

Jia Jing immediately asked, "This family has been open for decades, but has a scholar and juren from our family produced? Old Master, what's the use of this family? Could it be that they specially set up conveniences for those smoky and chaotic?"

The meaning of Jia Jing's words is already very obvious. The clan school has been established for decades, but nothing has been made. A large amount of money has been spent, but a large amount of dark and bad wind has been breeding...

As soon as these words were said, Jia Dairu felt that his old face was beaten and "slap".

But it is all facts, and there is no reason to refute it!

This is so annoying!!

...

So Jia Dairu made a fuss and said, "If you really dare to do such a thing that goes against your ancestors, I will give up my face and go to my old sister-in-law to ask, see if our Jia family is loyal, righteous, filial and kind, and you will not want it?"

"I'm afraid the old man is thinking about keeping his home and studying?"

Next to him, Jia Zhen frowned when he saw Jia Dairu relying on his seniority and asked with a sneer: "What the old man wants to keep is this messy school in the clan, or the profit silver of three taels of silver per month, and the 24 taels of chit each student?"

a bolt from the blue!

With a word from Jia Zhen, he hit Jia Dairu's three-inch lifeline, causing him to froze.

He had to say vaguely: "Sage Confucius also said: This ritual of cultivation is to respect teachers and respect the Tao! No one in the world can avoid this ritual. This is also the right thing for me!"

After being angry at Jia Dairu's theory, Jia Jing said, "Don't forget, our clan school is a clan school! The meaning of the ancestors is also to open up a road for the children of the powerless Yanshi.

Why is there more than twenty taels of Shu Xiu now when I arrive at the old man? I wonder if the old man's loyalty, righteousness, filial piety and brotherhood are still there?"

Jia Dairu's expression changed again.

Jia Jing continued: "Besides, how many tribesmen can afford this silver, and they don't mention it. Just talking about how good the level of such a training practice is to be worthy of it?

Besides, why are the three or two money paid by the clan every month? Isn’t it not unaware of it, right?”

Finally, Jia Zhen also added from the side: "If you want to say that these three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, it is not just about the boys in the school!"

The tuition fee is high, and the teacher's level is not only low, but also skipping the shift every few days. After such a well-founded combination, even Jia Dairu, who was determined to rely on his seniority, could not stand it.

A Taoist heart that has been tempered for a long time was instantly broken!

...

Jia Dairu, who was speechless, thought that the school was a must-have, and his wrinkled and old face gradually dimmed.

My life is sad!

...

However, Jia Jing changed his mind and said, "It's not impossible for this clan to learn it well? It's just..."

When Jia Dairu heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Just how?"

"But the teacher in this tribe cannot be the only one of the old masters!

After two days, they hired two more men to the school and asked them to choose their own ways of being good at home, and took turns to teach and teach children in the clan, with a monthly salary of three taels of silver.

After two or three months, if the students in the school take the school, if they can make great progress, they should make up for the previous monthly profit of five taels to comfort their hard work; if the trend is in a stable manner, there will be no changes; if the students retreat, until the next time they take the school take the school, the monthly profit will be reduced to two taels, awakening their laziness!

What do Brother Zhen and the old man think of this proposal?"

Jia Zhen thought for a moment, then nodded and praised: "There are both monthly profit and silver rewards and assessment results, and this proposal from the third brother Jing is very wonderful!"

Faced with Jia Jing's proposal, Jia Dairu remained silent.

In the past, in the clan school, he had monopolized his power and made decisions on everything. Now that he wanted to be on par with his own fault, Jia Dairu naturally felt a little reluctant.

But facing Jia Jing and Jia Zhen's gaze, Jia Dairu also knew in his heart, "If he doesn't agree today, the clan school may be directly imprisoned by these two kids. By then, the family will lose their own progress in clan school, wouldn't it be sad?"

"Forget it, you can't help but bow your head under the eaves!"

After making up his mind, Jia Dairu also nodded and said, "Let's follow Brother Jing'er's wishes!"

Jia Jing nodded, "What's the point! Then this matter will be decided!

In the past two days, I ordered someone to hire a gentleman!”

Jia Zhen and Jia Dairu both nodded and agreed.

...

Afterwards, Jia Jing and Jia Zhen returned.

Jia Zhen smiled and said, "My third brother Jing has a very good plan. Now he hires two more gentlemen to come here, but it depends on how he can still make ends meet!"

"The old man from the branch of the mansion is on his left and right. Although he is a little pedantic and rich, he is not very wrong!"

Jia Jing said lightly: "Besides, their family lost their son in middle age, and their only grandson is still an incompetent person. The whole family is counting on the old man's salary for the past few months in the clan school!"

"Brother Jing'er is kind-hearted!"

Jia Zhen first exclaimed when she heard this, and then couldn't help but sigh, "There are more and more people in this tribe, but there are countless people who are not good at it! There are fewer children with talent. The bigger the family, the harder it will be..."

Jia Jing also nodded, "The whole clan pointed at our three houses, and we can take care of it, but we have to make a good decision..."
Chapter completed!