On New Year's Eve, the ancestral hall of the Jia family in Ning Mansion.
The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was quite strange at this time, and it was a bit scary to be quiet.
The tribesmen present were all confused by the information revealed by Jia Rong.
Ethnic studies, which have not blossomed for decades, unexpectedly showed up with several students who have the strength to participate in next year's child student examination?
Don't count Jia Jing, a cultivator of immortality, and Jia Zhu, who was sitting aside feeling uncomfortable, as their small contribution to the study of clan.
Everyone is a clansman, and they are clansmen with a certain reputation. How could they not understand the ways here?
These two tribesmen who are talented in reading paid a lot of money to hire famous teachers to teach them at home, and they have nothing to do with the tribe's education.
Now that the iron tree is blooming, how could it not surprise the tribesmen?
They subconsciously looked at Jia Dairu, who was sitting in the front row. He was responsible for managing and teaching ethnic studies.
Jia Dairu was a little embarrassed, coughed slightly and said: "In recent times, I have been busy treating my son's illness and have neglected ethnic studies..."
Understood!
The tribesmen present reacted and immediately felt disdain in their hearts.
If the matter is true, it can only show that Jia Dairu is an out-and-out waste. He has been struggling in family studies for decades and is not as good as a few gentlemen invited from outside.
Obviously, Jia Rong, the new patriarch, will definitely not lie about this.
Damn it, who knows if their descendants were harmed by Jia Dairu and failed to advance in the imperial examination smoothly?
Of course, I had doubts in my heart, but I didn't express them out loud.
However, when he looked at Jia Dairu, he lost the respect he had for him in the past, and he only looked at him as a pure elder of the clan.
Jia Dairu didn't notice this, and he didn't know whether it was because he was old or because he had lost his brain due to teaching.
But it is certain that it would be impossible for him to imagine that he was the dominant family in the clan and even not allowed outsiders to come in as he had been in the past.
The clan members here know the situation of his family, and understand that without the income from clan studies, with Jia Dairu's business ability, he would probably starve to death sooner or later.
This was also the main reason why they did not ask Jia Dairu to leave the clan school.
You should know that Jia Dairu and the previous generation of Rongguo Gong Jia Daishan were legitimate brothers.
When they separated their families and lived separately, their father, the first-generation Rongguo Gong, did not show too much partiality, but distributed a lot of family property to Jia Dairu in accordance with the rules of the time.
There are shops, fields, and a lot of money. Even if you just sit and wait for rent, you can live a very comfortable life.
It's a pity that Jia Dairu is not good at business and has no clue about economic matters, which resulted in the current situation.
All I can say is, pitiful and hateful!
Without further ado, Jia Rong made a shocking revelation in the ancestral hall. After the clan members digested it for a while, they turned to look at Jia Zhu, who had never been very natural.
"Uncle Zhu, I heard that you will participate in the Spring Festival next year?"
"yes!"
Jia Zhu was a little confused and subconsciously replied: "Is there any problem?"
Mr. Zheng Er next to him had a look of pride on his face that could not be concealed.
"I just feel that Uncle Zhu's complexion is very inappropriate. Is he probably ill?"
Without waiting for Jia Zhu to say anything, he continued: "No need to explain, after all, I am a martial arts practitioner, I can still do it by watching my complexion!"
At this point, his face became serious and he said, "I'm not telling you, but Uncle Zhu needs to take care of himself. The Rong Mansion has high hopes for Uncle Jia!"
"The entire Jia clan in the capital hopes that there will be another Jinshi in the clan!"
These words were spoken in the hearts of the people of the Zui clan, and even Master Pardon subconsciously nodded in approval.
A Jinshi who has passed the examination normally can be of great help to the family.
Don't look at what Jia Mu said in The Story of the Red Chamber that people like us don't need to compete with those poor scholars for promotion qualifications. This is right and wrong.
This is naturally the case when a family has no children who are well-educated. Anyway, if you want to be an official, you don’t necessarily have to take an examination.
But if there is a child in the family with good reading talent, then the situation is different.
If you can pass the Jinshi examination normally, it means that the family can prosper for at least twenty years.
Not an exaggeration at all!
Lin Ruhai is the best proof!
If it weren't for the great help from the Rong Mansion, even if he was admitted to the top three universities, what would happen if he had outstanding abilities?
Without more than fifteen years of accumulation, and given the current emphasis on promotion, wanting to be promoted to a third-grade official is just wishful thinking.
If a family member passes the Jinshi examination, as long as there are no major changes along the way, there will be no problem in relying on the family's strength to rise all the way up.
If the time comes and the opportunity is right, it will not be a problem to enter the ranks of third-grade senior officials.
With a powerful official as a trump card, as long as the family doesn't commit suicide, there will be no problem in basically prospering for twenty years.
Therefore, the entire clan attaches great importance to Jia Zhuchunwei.
Regardless of Jia Zhu's level, the Rong Mansion praised him as being the same as the next immortal cultivator Jia Jing, a standard seed for reading.
The more they heard it, the more the tribesmen took it seriously!
When it came time to see Zhenzhang, Jia Rong, as the clan leader, asked what was going on, and it was his duty to care about Jia Zhu's physical condition.
"Look at you, Uncle Zhu. It's almost spring. You still don't know how to control yourself. Isn't the scent of red sleeves so wonderful?"
Jia Rong's words were very harsh, and he rebuked angrily: "Or, can you handle it with your body, bones and energy?"
After saying these words, Jia Zhu's face turned red, her ears red, her ears red, and her forehead broke out in sweat. Her body swayed a little while sitting on the chair, looking very weak.
"Uncle Zheng, look at it!"
Jia Rong is the patriarch of the clan, so there is no need to be too polite when speaking. He sneered: "With Uncle Zhu's body and condition, how can he do well in a torturous examination room?"
There was no chance for Jia Zheng to show off as an elder, and he just blurted out the reprimand without any politeness.
Mr. Zheng didn't care about being criticized. Seeing Jia Zhu's rumored appearance, he couldn't help but ask: "Zhu'er, what's wrong with you?"
No matter how pedantic he is, he can still see that something is wrong with Jia Zhu.
"Hmph, didn't you hear Brother Rong say that nephew Zhuda probably wears red sleeves every night, and his body is not strong in the first place, so he looks like this!"
The Pardon Master couldn't hold back and sarcastically said: "I'm not talking about you, but even a fool like me knows that during the examination, you must concentrate wholeheartedly and not be distracted!"
"The body and bones cannot be bad. Every year, there are not many candidates who have problems because of the bad health and bones."
As he said that, he shook his head and said leisurely: "I don't know how you do things like that. I heard that not long ago, you were letting people into Zhuda's nephew's room. The rules of the Wang family are really eye-opening.
, Those who don’t know think that the Jia family doesn’t know anything..."