Chapter Twelve: Let the Tiger Go Back to the Mountain
Emperor Yongxi admired: "You can handle things so steadily and beautifully at the age of seven or eight?" Dai Quan saw that Emperor Yongxi was interested, so he smiled and said: "Who said otherwise? If it weren't for Jia Jing who stood up to turn the tide tonight.
, I guess how many people will laugh at the Jia family tomorrow, the reputation of the Jia family in Ningguo is really bad."
Dai Quan smiled and said: "Speaking of which, what Jia Jing did was quite similar to what his master did back then." Emperor Yongxi knew that Dai Quan was flattering him, saying that when he ascended the throne to clean up the mess for the Supreme Emperor, he was able to turn the tide.
Although Emperor Xi didn't like others to flatter him, he still felt like it, so he pointed at him and laughed and cursed: "Flattery!"
Dai Quan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, it's fine if I don't investigate this. After this investigation, I feel that this Jia Jing is really strange." Emperor Yongxi raised his eyebrows and looked at Dai Quan jokingly: "What a strange method.
Son?"
Dai Quan knew that Emperor Yongxi had sensed his intention, so he smiled and said: "It's really not a slave who says nice things to others. I have never even seen this child. I just told him a strange thing to relieve my master's boredom."
." Emperor Yongxi waved his hand and said: "Okay, if you want to say something, just say it quickly."
Dai Quan nodded and said: "This servant is in charge of your majesty's blood. I thought that all the troubles in the capital could not hide from your majesty's holy eyes, but unexpectedly I missed such a prodigy." Emperor Yongxi automatically ignored Dai Quan's flattery and winked.
The thin red phoenix eyes said: "Prodigy?"
Dai Quan said: "Xu Shi Ning Guogong showed his power and really couldn't bear to see his descendants being like this. He actually gave birth to such a child prodigy. It was not surprising at first. He was only three or four years old and suddenly he could read and digit, and he could recite sutras better than Taoist priests.
, and when I was six years old, it was even more amazing, I could even write in a decent way!"
Emperor Yongxi responded with a calm expression: "Oh, really." He had seen countless talents and beautiful jade from all over the world. There are such things as child prodigies every year, and it is no exaggeration to say that there are billions of people in China.
The prodigy from Pangu Kaitian is as big as river sand. Is it useful?
How many of the chief ministers of the cabinet are child prodigies? How many of the military generals who have fought in hundreds of battles are child prodigies? If you count the figures in Qing history, there are many who have achieved great success and are named Qing Shi. Almost none of them are child prodigies, so child prodigies are a rarity for the common people, but for
For those in power, this thing is not a halo. Zhang Juzheng is also a child prodigy. How can he be different from being a mosquito in the Hanlin Academy for more than 20 years and sitting on the bench from a handsome young man to a handsome uncle who rules the world?
Dai Quan also guessed Emperor Yongxi's thoughts, so he took out two rubbings of couplets from his arms and said: "Master, please take care of your eyes." Emperor Yongxi glanced at him indifferently, but was suddenly caught in his gaze.
Dai Quan smiled, he had served this master for half his life, and he still didn't know what this master was good at?
Emperor Yongxi was not good at anything. He was thrifty and industrious. He was not good at food, wealth or palaces. He didn’t even care about beauty. If the queen hadn’t held an election, he would have refused to enter the harem for ten and a half months.
Stay for two days.
He was such an emperor who cared about the world and had no desires. He loved nothing else but only calligraphy. He was almost obsessed with famous calligraphy. Emperor Yongxi was good at calligraphy, but had no time to practice calligraphy, so he became more fond of good calligraphy and appreciated it more.
People with good calligraphy.
Emperor Yongxi looked at the two couplets written by Jia Jing. His upright and majestic face resembled the angry eyes of King Kong, with a touch of immortality, just like the majesty of Emperor Zhenwu. Emperor Yongxi nodded and praised: "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy!
Good connection! Good connection!”
In fact, Emperor Yongxi appreciated this couplet more than the word.
"The earthquake in the north, the majestic wind blows through the sun and the moon; the essence of water is discerned, and the murderous aura reigns supreme! Good connection! Good!"
Emperor Yongxi was full of admiration and said: "The calligraphy is good, the couplets are even better, the calligraphy can be practiced, but without this spirituality and this character, I will never be able to write such a calligraphy in my life! I can't write such a couplet!" Emperor Yongxi rarely replied immediately.
When I got to work, I looked at this couplet over and over again.
Emperor Yongxi pondered for a long time, and then said calmly: "You slave has done a good job, but you have really shared my worries..." Dai Quan said with great joy: "Master, it is a slave's duty to share his worries.
I am afraid that I am incompetent and cannot do more for my master."
Emperor Yongxi ignored him and looked at the two couplets in deep thought. He tapped his fingers lightly on the dragon chair as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he gently shook his head and murmured in a voice that Dai Quan could hardly hear: "
Not yet, it's too young... Adding favors too early is not the way to survive... I'm afraid it won't be effective if we introduce it now..." Dai Quan hurriedly lowered his head, looked at his nose and mouth, and closed his ears to hide.
Went aside.
It took a long time before I heard the calm voice of Emperor Yongxi: "It is decreed that although Jia Jing is dressed in white and has done nothing for the country, in memory of his grandfather's merits, he is posthumously awarded the rank of fifth rank. His descendants are ordered to carry his coffin into the capital through the North Gate.
, enter his private house for burial. Let his descendants carry out the funeral ceremony and carry the coffin back to his hometown, and then go to Guanglu Temple to offer sacrifices according to the above regulations. The royal court and below will allow him to offer sacrifices and pay tribute to this."
Dai Quan went to accept the order. Emperor Yongxi's dark red phoenix eyes were shining. Jia Jing... was worthy of great use. Now his status is not enough. The Supreme Emperor used Jia Daishan as the founding leader to balance the heroes of Hongzhi. After Jia Daishan's death, he was originally considered Jia Daishan.
This is the end of the glory of the family, and it will slowly decline from now on. As a result, Rongguo Mansion disappeared and Ningguo Mansion suddenly showed up with such a figure! And he just lacked a representative figure in the military to punish Hong Zhi's heroes. It can be seen that
God will not destroy the Jia family...
At this time, even Emperor Yongxi was a little envious of the Jia family. It didn't matter if the whole family was useless. As long as there was one promising person, the whole family would suffer. And it didn't matter if the promising person died and remained silent for several years or even decades.
Here comes a promising man! Isn’t this a century-old wealth? This is the reason why the aristocratic family has an undefeated inheritance...
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"Common people, thank you for your kindness!" Jia Jing received the favor. Dai Quan smiled and held him up and said, "Your Majesty, thinking of the great merits of the Ning State, has been rewarded with such a gift, and carried the coffin into the city late at night. What a great favor to you.
Do you understand?"
Jia Jing said respectfully: "Although the common people are young, they also know how great a favor this is. The Jia family has always been a loyal and righteous family. In the past, when Taizu Longxing reigned, seven out of ten men from the Jia family died in battle. This is an honor."
Mr. Ning was also seriously injured and was about to die. The Jia family has always advanced and retreated together with the Tian family. Now that your majesty has shown such kindness, the common people, even though they are young and stupid, are still willing to do harm to your majesty. Even if they die and the whole family is destroyed, it is difficult to repay what happens.
!”
Dai Quan nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's good if you have such thoughts. Okay, go quickly, don't delay." Jia Jing thanked him again, and then held the imperial edict and asked Lin Feng to send him out. Jia Jing clasped her fists
Said: "Thank you so much, brother, for your help today. The Jia family will remember it in their hearts and will definitely repay you."
Lin Feng smiled. Although this Jia Jing was unknown, he could be seen as extraordinary from his words and deeds. After all, the Marquis of Xuanning was the founding hero of the country. He usually just disdained to hang out with a bunch of trash waiting to die just lying on the ancestral merit list.
It's just a matter of socializing. Now that they see a rare smart person in the founding lineage, the Marquis of Xuanning is naturally willing to have more interactions with him.
So Lin Feng cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "What are you talking about? We are old friends. We will keep in touch with each other in the future. When I get the chance, I will go have a drink with you!" Jia Jing naturally sensed Lin Feng's closeness, so she smiled He said, "How dare you disobey me!" Lin Feng smiled, patted his shoulder and sent him off.
Jia Jing got on the horse with the help of two Jia family servants, turned to look at the imperial city that was getting darker in the night, and sent someone to the East Mansion to tell them to drive the coffins, coffins, carriages and other items directly to the north city gate. Jing Ze led the remaining people on horseback and headed out of the city. The officers and soldiers they encountered along the way raised the imperial edict and got out of the way. After all, few people these days dare to forge the imperial edict and make fun of the Nine Tribes...
When he arrived at the city gate, the city gate general recognized the imperial edict. The city gate general respectfully handed the imperial edict back to Jia Jing and said: "I will open the city gate to send the young master and your coffin and carriage out, and then close it again. Wait for the young master to go out." When you return to the city, light a torch from a distance and we will open the door to welcome you." Jia Jing clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, General."
The city gate general smiled and said: "It's just a trivial matter. If the young master didn't have an imperial edict, I wouldn't dare to say anything. Now that the young master has an edict, I just act in accordance with it." Jia Jing stepped forward and took out a piece of silver from his arms. The ticket was patted into the hands of the city gate general and he said: "Even so, it is a problem for the general. The general will use this money to buy some food and wine for the brothers. It is just like the Jia family asking the brothers to help tonight to express their feelings." "
If Jia Jing directly told the city gate general to accept the city gate general, he would not really dare to accept it. Now when he said that he would invite the brothers below to drink and eat meat, the city gate general hesitated for a moment, took it back, put it in his chest and said, "Thank you very much, sir." That’s it! I will thank you for your brothers’ kindness!”
Jia Jing waved his hand to indicate that it was all a trivial matter. The city gate sent Jia Jing and others out of the city. Jia Jing hit the horse and ran wildly again. It was already Yin time. If it were delayed for a while, it would be dawn. It would be too high-profile to bring the coffin into the city. Even if the emperor had the will, he would not like the Jia family's style.
Arriving at Xuanzhen Temple not long after, Jia Jing struggled all night. His horsemanship was only as good as riding in the scenic spot in his previous life. Now he almost fell down when he stopped. Fortunately, a few servants were quick to help him. After getting off the horse, Jia Jing asked with a pale face to move Jia Jing into the coffin. She changed into mourning clothes and wrapped a hemp rope around her waist. She held the coffin and mourned all the way. Dozens of little Taoist boys were chanting sutras behind her. Everyone in Jia's house Then they returned to the city with Jia Jing's coffin surrounded.
"The human way is vague, the immortal way is vast, and the ghost way is happy! When you are born, the immortal way is precious to be born, and the ghost way is precious to die; the immortal way always brings good luck, and the ghost way always brings misfortune; it is high, pure, spiritual and beautiful, and the tragic song is bright in the sky; I only wish that the immortal way can be achieved, but not I want humanity to be poor. There are tens of thousands of ghosts in Quan Miao Mansion in the northern capital. But I want to suppress people and cut off the gate of life. A people sing cave seals to capture Bei Luofeng, chant demon spirits, and kill six ghosts. All heavens The Qi is booming, and my Tao is prosperous!"
The little Taoist boys chanted sutras all the way, and Jia Jing held the coffin and cried bitterly, but no one paid attention to the look in Jia Jing's eyes with her sleeves covering her face...
From then on, the milk tiger returns to the mountain and the pond dragon enters the abyss!