Emperor Qing casually asked a certain official about his daily greetings and said that it was raining there every day. After the memorial, he replied: Well written, don't write it next time.
Manager Chen and Commander Lin lined up on both sides.
"Your Majesty, the decree of conferring a title has been conveyed to the Ningguo Mansion. Mrs. Jia led the children of the Jia family to kneel down to express gratitude. In addition, all the nobles in the capital sent people to celebrate." Mr. Chen Guanhui reported.
"Yeah." Emperor Qing nodded: "What's the special reaction of everyone in the Jia family?"
Manager Chen pondered for a while and said: "The old lady and Miss Jia Min are very grateful. As for the others, there are some who are calm, some who are disdainful, and some who are indifferent."
Emperor Qing was stunned: "Who is the one who is disdainful and indifferent?"
"There are a lot of people who don't care. The most senior one is the first-class general Jia She. He is still eating, drinking and having fun as usual, and doesn't care about anything. Recently, he is worried about the folding fans collected in a rich family's home. He is trying his best not to sell them.
.Others are some younger generation dudes.
Oh, there is also a Xue Pan who lives in the Jia family. He hangs around the flowers all day long. Yesterday, he was stimulated by Jia Lan and summoned four singers in one night, all day and night.
There is only one person who is disdainful: Jia Baoyu."
Manager Chen paused for a moment, looked up at Emperor Qing's expressionless face, and continued: "Your Majesty promoted Jia Lan because of his good reading, isn't it?
This old lady Jia valued Qilin'er so much that she openly criticized the book in school for the uselessness of reading it. He was the one who made it possible for Jia Lan's nephew to become the lord."
Emperor Qing burst into laughter. How could the two great men, Rong and Ning, give birth to such a strange child?
Reading and taking imperial examinations are useless, which monarch in the past dynasties didn’t know?
But the affairs of the world need to be governed by talents. If you don't take the imperial examination, who will know that you are a talent?
This is the only opportunity in the world for fair and intelligent people to compete. If this is not important, what else is important?
But think about it, my father and empress were extravagant and lustful for most of their lives. Now, as long as they have connections and money, and want to be an official, it is just a matter of these nobles spending some money to gain connections.
Jia Baoyu had a bit of ink on his chest, so he naturally looked down on those scholars who were good at reading but could not read the classics. Because those scholars might spend their whole lives reading, but they would not be as comfortable as someone who could casually recite two sour poems in the backyard of Jia's house.
"Did anything else interesting happen?" Emperor Qing continued to ask.
He works hard every day dealing with state affairs, and the only pleasure for him may be to have fun.
Manager Chen thought for a while and said with a smile: "There is indeed an interesting thing. The unconscious Jia Zhen's wife, You, has two sisters. When she heard that Ning Guogong's title had been passed to someone else's house, she ran to Mrs. Jia.
Jun's place is making noise: Why doesn't their You family find someone to adopt this title?
Jia Mu was so angry that they fainted.
At that time, Miss Na Min was so angry that she slapped each of the You sisters, knocking them unconscious. Then she asked her servants to throw the You sisters out of the house, threatening to slap them every time they see them in the future!"
"Haha~" Emperor Qing laughed: "As expected of a tiger girl from a general family, Jia Min is the only one with blood in a family like the Jia family. It's a pity that she is a woman."
A slap can knock someone unconscious. It seems that Jia Min's power should not be underestimated.
Thinking about his lover Lin Ruhai all these years, even if Jia Min never had a son, he still loved his first wife, and he suddenly understood.
This Jia Min is a reasonable person!
Suddenly thinking of the anxious nine-sided war and Jian Nu who was eyeing him, Emperor Qing frowned.
"Commander Lin, do you think it will be possible if Jia Min is allowed to lead the army?"
Lin Luofeng, who was standing guard at the side, was stunned.
How does he know this?
After hesitating for a while, he said: "Your Majesty, according to Wei Chen's observation, Jia Min's lower body is strong, gripping the ground like a tiger, and his personal strength should not be lower than mine. But in terms of how to lead the troops and set up the formation, Jia Min has inherited some of the old master's qualities.
His ability is hard to know."
Emperor Qing nodded, unless it was absolutely necessary, who would let a woman lead the army? Could it be that his huge court and all the princes were all useless?
"You have to deal with the matter in Yangzhou personally. You must strike with thunder without any mistakes! In addition, if something goes wrong, the safety of Lin Ruhai is the first priority." Emperor Qing ordered.
"Yes!" Commander Lin replied solemnly.
The Yangzhou officialdom and gentry are now working together to collect tax money, and even local generals are participating in dividing the spoils. It can be said that it is extremely dangerous to carry out the mission.
But it must go, and it must be cut off.
"Before you go, talk to Jia Min privately and bring a letter and some gifts." Emperor Qing thought for a while and said.
If the people in the south of the Yangtze River really want to resist stubbornly, and even dare to risk the disapproval of the world and assassinate the censor, that would be better.
He could have a reason, and even directly send the imperial army to suppress the rebellion, completely sweep the world, and solve all the problems in Jiangsu and Zhejiang over the past few years at once.
Of course, if it really comes to that, this may be the last correspondence between Lin Aiqing and his wife.
This is also the last comfort for his favorite courtier.
"yes!"
After Commander Lin left, Emperor Qing looked at Manager Chen: "What's going on with that Xue Pan?"
Manager Chen quickly explained the whole story.
After hearing what happened, Emperor Qing laughed angrily: "I carry several lives on my body, and I am lawless, yet I can still live in the Duke's Mansion openly.
This kid is on the loose all day long, leading a group of noble disciples to fight chickens and dogs, and he is also known as the "silly overlord"? Does he also have to sit in my position?
This Xue family is really crazy! It’s really amazing!"
Manager Chen held his breath and concentrated.
After pondering for a while, Emperor Qing suddenly remembered something.
A few days ago, the imperial court issued an edict: Today, we worship poetry and etiquette, recruit talents, and receive unparalleled favors. In addition to recruiting and selecting concubines, all the daughters of famous officials will be personally named Dabu, in order to prepare for selection as princesses.
The main school attendant is to serve as a companion to talented people.
Baochai, the daughter of the Xue family, came to Beijing just for this matter. However, because she had heat poison in her body, she was considered ill and was dismissed at the first check.
"Xiao Feizi, I heard that the Xue family has a fortune of tens of millions. I have found a way for you to make money. The princess will accompany you to study, and I will give you a place!" Emperor Qing said with a smile.
Manager Chen was startled. He was a little scared that the Holy Master was suddenly so friendly!
Way to make money?
Mr. Chen thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes filled with tears: "Your Majesty, you are open-minded and generous, accept advice with an open mind, know people well and appoint them on their merits. You are truly the number one sage in the history! You are even more considerate of people like your slaves.
Even small things like this are still thinking of me.
I voluntarily offer 90% of my family wealth to express my feelings in return for Your Majesty’s favor!”
Emperor Qing raised the corners of his mouth: "You guy! Go down and do things, don't go too far, then the Xue family still has some merits for the Supreme Being."
"yes!"
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Jia Mansion, the small courtyard of the Xue family in the northeast corner.
"Congratulations to Sister Xue for being selected as an escort."
"Sister Xue, follow the wind when you enter the palace and rise higher and higher step by step."
In the small courtyard, Lin Daiyu was playing with the Yingchun sisters. By the way, she congratulated the Xue family for finally joining the royal family and regaining their status as imperial merchants.
Xue Baochai had only been in Jia's house for a few days, and the relationship between the sisters was not very deep. The main reason was that Baochai had a good temperament and was generous, and Daiyu and the others had received many gifts, so they were embarrassed not to come.
Xue Baochai is only more than ten years old. She has a plump appearance, smooth muscles and bones, and an elegant manner. When she heard the congratulations from her sisters, she raised her glass shyly.
"Thank you sisters."
Then she opened her glossy cherry-like lips, rolled her small pink tongue, and drank a little milk.
As a result, it accidentally got a little bit on my lips.
Lin Daiyu stepped forward, and the eldest sister usually wiped it off with a brocade handkerchief, otherwise the little yellow cat in her arms would be restless and scurry around, and she would have rushed to lick it.
"Thank you, sister Lin." Xue Baochai said softly.
As the daughter of the Xue family, her mother asked her to pay attention to making good friends with the daughters of the Jia family in case of emergencies.
When her father was here, it was a scholarly family. Her love for her daughter made her read and read, and she believed that her talents were ten times higher than those of her brothers. Being friends with her sisters allowed her to show off her talents appropriately.
, introduced as the eldest sister.
But when facing Sister Lin, whether it was poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, or dancing, or even accounting, which she was most proud of, she seemed to be inferior.
And unlike me, this sister Lin has an indifferent temperament. It seems that the most important thing to her is to be with the little yellow cat in her arms, and everything else is unimportant.
Even if the sisters compete in poetry, if the little yellow cat wants to eat, she will immediately put down her pen and ink and feed it seriously.
It's just a kitten, is it that important?
But this cat is really good at eating! Why don’t you call it Lele? You might as well just call it Rice Tong!
"Meow!" the little yellow cat yelled dissatisfied.
Xue Baochai was shocked, could this cat hear what I was thinking?
After pondering for a moment, Xue Baochai looked at the little yellow cat and whispered in his mind: Rice bucket?
The little yellow cat was stunned for a moment, then grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.
"Meow~" a faint voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Xue Baochai pursed her lips, clamped her legs, looked panicked, and quickly stood up tremblingly.
Pee, need to pee!
There is something wrong with this cat!
Seeing Sister Xue suddenly stand up, her body slightly arched, her little hands covering her stomach, she ran out the door. The sisters looked at each other and immediately laughed.
After laughing for a while, Yuan Chun said: "Have you heard that Jia Lan's nephew has passed the county examination and became a child student? The teacher also said that he has good knowledge and will be promising in the future."
Lin Daiyu was surprised: "Then when we see him again in the future, we will have to call him Master Lan."
"Hey, what's wrong, Mr. Lan? Why don't you call us aunt?" Tanchun said mischievously.
"Haha, where's Master Lan? That guy even asked me for advice a few days ago.
From what I see, Jia Lan is just like the scholars outside. He studies only for the sake of imperial examination fame, and he is also a 'money bug' who is greedy for official position and salary!" Jia Baoyu rushed in and said with a smile.
He didn't have any other hobbies, he just liked to linger among the piles of makeup and powder. When he heard about Xue Baochai's banquet with his sisters, he hurriedly came over.
Seeing the old lady's lifeline approaching, Sister Yingchun quickly gave up her seat.
Lin Daiyu looked impatient. Her father, Lin Ruhai, relied on his imperial examinations to become the Lin family he is now. Didn't this guy point at the monk and call him a bald man?
"Sister Lin, how have you been sleeping recently?" Jia Baoyu came over and asked diligently.
Lin Daiyu was not angry: "The sparrows choose the prosperous places to fly, and the black hens are in the nest. They don't care about their own affairs, but go around doing things for others."
If you say that the imperial examination is useless, then let me ask you, what is the use of reciting a sour poem every day? Can it help the world and save the people, can it protect the country, or can you help the family if they encounter difficulties? "
Jia Baoyu was speechless, and after a while his eyes turned red and he defended: "Vulgarity, vulgarity is intolerable. Poems, lyrics, music and poems are the most elegant things in the world, but now they are used by those so-called scholars as a tool to advance into the world.
No matter what it is, as long as it is linked to a stinking official position, it will become even more stench and will be unbearable!"
Lin Daiyu:......
The two of them are not on the same level of thinking at all, and each has his own opinion, so there is no need to argue.
"What did you say? Try saying it again." Someone next to me suddenly asked in a cold voice.
Jia Baoyu chuckled. In Jia's house, he dared to say anything.
"So what if I say it again? Today's imperial examinations are governed by regulations and are copied mechanically. What can be learned? What can be tested?
Moreover, can you tell me why those people are so focused on taking the imperial examinations and becoming officials? It’s just to get promoted and make a fortune!
This kind of person is so filthy that I disdain to associate with him!" Jia Baoyu said loudly and disdainfully.
Wait, why is there a man's voice here?
Jia Baoyu turned around and saw his father Jia Zheng, Wailang, a member of the fifth-grade Ministry of Industry and Commerce, standing there with a livid expression on his face.
Since he took up the position as a foreign minister of the Ministry of Industry, his position has not changed for more than ten years. Hearing that Xue Baochai had the opportunity to become the princess's escort, he thought about looking for connections.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he heard his son saying such things.
The imperial examination is a national event. If such words spread, it would come from the mouth of Jia Baoyu, the "Qilin'er" of the Jia family who has been publicizing it to the outside world.
Not to mention how he conducts himself in the officialdom, I am afraid that the Jia family will also become the public enemies of those great Confucians in the future.
"Take the jade! Get the big stick! Tie it up with the rope! Close all the doors! If anyone sends a message inside, they will be killed immediately!" Jia Zheng ordered loudly.
When Baoyu heard Jia Zheng telling him to "don't move," he knew the danger would be more serious than good, so he quickly said to the sisters in the room: "Go to the inner courtyard quickly and call your wife."
Jia Zheng's eyes were red and purple at this moment. He had no time to ask him about his wandering with actors and actresses, giving away personal belongings, neglecting his studies at home, molesting his mother and maidservants, etc. He just ordered, "Stop your mouth and beat him to death!"
The boys didn't dare to disobey, so they had to press Baoyu on the stool, lift up the big board and hit him ten times.
Jia Zhengyou thought the beating was too light, so he kicked away the palm of the hand, took it back, gritted his teeth and hit it hard thirty or forty times.
The Yingchun sisters rushed forward to try to persuade her, and Xue Baochai, who was still tying her skirt, also came over to try to persuade her.
Jia Zheng was not willing to listen and said: "Ask whether he can be spared or not for what he did! It was you people who always brought him to ruin. Today he dares to talk nonsense about the imperial examination. Tomorrow, when he kills his king and his father, you will
You can’t do it without persuading me!”
After playing for a while, Jia Zheng was so tired that he was panting.
Lin Daiyu silently handed over a red pill: "Uncle, you are tired. Take a pill to refresh yourself."
After casually taking the elixir and taking it, Jia Zheng seemed to be adding fuel to the fire. The board went down harder and faster, and even only the afterimage could be seen.
