Six hundred and fourteen: Three cardinal principles and five constant principles
Seeing that the matter had been settled, Bi Xian didn't stay much, stood up and thanked him, and then invited Jia Jing and Ren Yuanchuan to have a drink. Jia Jing naturally had no such interest, not to mention that Bi Xian was a Korean official, although they were related to each other.
Yes, but you still have to avoid suspicion.
So Jia Jing just said that it's nothing more than a trivial matter. Normally, Ren Yuanchuan should take this opportunity to win over his subordinates for his father. But with Ren Yuanchuan being beaten for such a bad behavior, how can he still think about eating with Bi Xian?
Everything that happened today made him feel exhausted, not to mention that he was beaten severely? So he didn't go and was ready to go home.
Bi Xian didn't get discouraged when he didn't get an appointment with the two of them, so he got up and said goodbye and left. Ren Yuanchuan sat there for a while, but Jia Jing was really bothered by his talking too much, so she asked him to go back and have a good rest.
Ren Yuanchuan was filled with reluctance, so he could only confess to Jia Jing: "Brother-in-law, it's not like you don't know, how can I go home after someone beats me up for being such a virtuous person..."
Jia Jing heard this and said helplessly: "Then what do you mean?" Ren Yuanchuan scratched his head and muttered: "Anyway, you don't even know if I don't go home. If I go back, my mother will drown me in tears.
!My second sister’s temper…………”
Ren Yuanchuan almost spilled the beans and quickly changed the subject: "I'm not going back anyway! I don't want to hear them complain about me!"
Jia Jing shook her head helplessly, then waved outside, and several soldiers came in and stood with their hands crossed: "Master Hou!"
Jia Jing nodded and pointed at Ren Yuanchuan and said: "Send this boy home and say hello to Mr. Han and Mrs. Ren for me." Ren Yuanchuan was anxious: "Brother-in-law, you can't..."
Jia Jing waved her hands, and two soldiers came forward and took Ren Yuanchuan away. Ren Yuanchuan glanced at Jia Jing, and could only be taken away by the two soldiers in despair...
Jia Jing glanced at Ren Yuanchuan's dejected figure as he was being taken away unhappily. At this moment, two guards in royal robes walked past Ren Yuanchuan and walked in: "I've seen Marquis Ning!"
Jia Jing smiled and said: "The two brothers are back?" The two Jin Yiwei nodded quickly and said with a smile: "Fortunately, we have accomplished what the Marquis ordered!"
Jia Jing nodded and smiled when he heard this: "Thank you. Because of Jia Jing's personal affairs, I'd rather bother a few brothers to go away."
The two Jin Yiwei quickly raised their hands and said they didn't dare, and then recounted everything that happened in Jia's house to Jia Jing. Jia Jing listened to the whole story without changing her smile, then raised her head and smiled at the two of them and said, "Thank you."
Now, you two brothers can go back and resume your life."
As she spoke, Jia Jing took out two banknotes from a pile of banknotes on the table and said, "Take them to drink." How dare the two guards in Jinyi accept them? They quickly declined, but Jia Jing smiled and said: "This is not your duty.
, the two brothers came all this way for my Jia Jing’s family affairs, how can I ask you to go all the way in vain? If people find out, wouldn’t it be too unreasonable for me, Jia Jing?”
One of the two said seriously: "It is an honor for us brothers to serve Ninghou. Besides, the reward you gave me before has not been used up yet!"
Jia Jing was a little surprised when he heard this, and the Jin Yiwei smiled and said: "Ninghou, noble man, you forget things a lot. Our brothers were ordered to take care of your Ningguo Mansion for a period of time. You gave us brothers a reward when you returned to the mansion, but we still remember it.
clear!"
Hearing this, Jia Jing remembered that she had been locked up in the palace for a long time and had not returned home. Jia Jianing's palace was surrounded by Jinyi guards. When she came back, she seemed to have rewarded two Jinyi guards. It was so long ago that he
I can't even remember this little thing.
Jia Jing smiled and said: "So it's you! It's a good fate..." The two Jin Yiwei quickly raised their hands and said yes. Jia Jing waved her hands with a smile and said: "It's all old things. Now that we think about it, we are still old."
Got acquainted!"
The two hurriedly laughed together. Jia Jing stood up with a smile and stuffed the banknotes into their arms and said: "Then we can't treat the two brothers badly! We will spend a lot of time together in the future, and Jia Jing may have some use for it.
You’re welcome to get two brothers... Don’t you know what they’re called?”
When the two Jinyi guards heard this, they didn't shirk it. Hearing this, they quickly smiled and cupped their hands and said, "My subordinates, Pei Junhua and Dingshan, are willing to do your best for the Marquis!"
Jia Jing smiled and waved her hand and said: "You're welcome, we are all brothers. We will have more contact with each other in the future..."
After the three of them chatted for a long time, the two of them said goodbye and invited Jia Huan in, who had been standing outside the door. Jia Jing sat back in her seat, lowered her head and read the official documents. Jia Huan came in and stood still.
There he was waiting for Jia Jing to handle official business, lowering his head and not daring to speak. Apparently he also realized that everything that had just happened might have been the work of this second brother...
After an unknown amount of time, when Jia Huan could hardly feel her legs, Jia Jing whispered: "How come Mr. Jia has the time to come to my little place?" When Jia Huan heard this, he immediately looked up in fright.
Xiang Jia Jing: "Second brother! I..."
Jia Jing snorted softly and said: "No, how can I be worthy of being the second brother to a master like you?" Jia Huan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and immediately shed tears.
Jia Jing raised her head and glanced at him and said: "Crying? Crying is useless? If crying is useful, I can cry more energetically than you!"
Jia Huan lowered his head and said sadly: "Whatever Jia Huan did wrong, my second brother just taught me a lesson. You must not do this, it will harm Jia Huan!"
When Jia Jing heard this, she immediately became angry. She threw the pen in her hand on the table, took the towel on the side and wiped her hands and said, "What's wrong with you? You're right! You're good at reading!"
How dare I say that to you! Ah? You have almost become a saint by studying!"
Jia Huan quickly kowtowed and cried: "Jia Huan doesn't dare! Please punish me, second brother!" Jia Jing said angrily: "Stand up! Did I tell you to kneel down?"
Jia Huan didn't dare to speak, still kneeling with his head down and crying. Jia Jing got up and grabbed Jia Huan's neck and lifted him up. Jia Huan cried and looked at Jia Jing, and Jia Jing slapped him in the face.
Said: "Look at me, look at me!"
Jia Huan nodded and looked at Jia Jing with tears on his face. Jia Jing put him down and smoothed his clothes on his chest. Then he took a few steps back and sat on the table and said, "A man doesn't have anything to do with men."
You look like you're crying all the time... What the hell are you, Jia Baoyu?"
Jia Huan couldn't cry anymore and almost laughed out loud...
Jia Jing said angrily: "The thing I regret most now is sending you to study! Look at what you look like now! Tell yourself, do you think you are a good person?"
Jia Huan lowered his head in shame, and Jia Jing crossed her arms and stared at him: "Do you think you have become a master of Juren? A real scholar? Shit! You are a piece of shit! At most, you can earn for yourself. Now that I have a bright future, am I qualified to say that I am a scholar? I have never passed the imperial examination, so I can say that I am a scholar. If you have passed the examination, do you think you are a scholar?"
Jia Huan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but he was still a little unconvinced. After all, in his opinion, he had been trying hard to practice everything taught in the book, and he tried his best to imitate and practice it. Adhering to the benevolence and morality of a scholar, even in the imperial examination, he has surpassed the vast majority of scholars to become a scholar. He can't understand why he is not qualified to be a scholar...
Jia Jing said coldly: "Don't be unconvinced, I will teach you another lesson today! Scholars, you are not called a scholar just because you have read a few books! That is called a literate illiterate! Are you a scholar? Rely on the knowledge learned in books! Rely on the strength of your body!"
Jia Jing stood up and said uprightly: "What is integrity? People can't be arrogant, but they can't be proud! The pride of a scholar is the cold plum blossoms and green pines! It's the thief's wat! It's the blood that shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods! It's that one would rather have one's head. A strong-willed person who will never give in despite the bleeding! How about you!"
Jia Jing walked around Jia Huan and sneered: "Before the others could say a word, they tied themselves up with various shackles! Just because of your filial piety, you were forced to kneel down and admit death? Do you know that if I hadn't stopped you today? Come down, you have died unjustly in prison! Do you think you are still a capable person who has firmly practiced the principles of the Holy Master? Fart!"
Jia Jing walked around the shivering Jia Huan and shouted loudly: "You rotten Confucian who has lost his way in reading! Do you deserve to be called a scholar? Is this the limit of your understanding of Confucianism and Taoism? You haven't even understood the true Dao! Study! You are just scratching the surface and you think Confucianism is like this before you? Damn you! Are you worthy of being called a Confucian scholar? Are you worthy of being called a scholar? I am ashamed of you! Let me ask you! You can clearly recite the three cardinal principles and the five constant principles. You can say it according to him. Have you done it? What are the three cardinal principles and five permanent principles?"
Jia Huan broke out in cold sweat and hesitantly said: "You, you are the guide for your ministers..." Jia Jing immediately replied: "If you are not upright, I will surrender to another country!"
Jia Huan was shocked and turned pale, and then continued to recite: "Father, the father is the guide for the son..." Jia Huan said loudly: "The father is not kind, the son will run away to another country!"
"The husband is the wife's guide..."
"If the husband is not upright, the wife can remarry!"
Jia Huan lowered his head and said nothing, while Jia Jing walked around him and said loudly: "The king is the guide for his ministers. If the emperor is not upright, the ministers will surrender to other countries! The country is the guide for the people. If the country is not upright, the people will attack it! The father is the guide for the son. , If the father is unkind, the son will run away to another country! The son hopes for the father, but if the son is not upright, justice will destroy the family! The husband is the wife's guide, and if the husband is not upright, the wife can remarry! If the wife helps her husband, if she is not virtuous, the husband will divorce her!"
Jia Jing stood in front of Jia Huan and said in a deep voice: "This is the Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Principles of Confucianism! What the ancestors taught you is benevolence and righteousness, Mingde, and studying things to gain knowledge! It is loving the people! It is justice! What did you learn? Ah ?”
Jia Jing sneered and said: "You have learned the tricks of rotten Confucianism! You are not as good as those hypocritical Confucians who talk about benevolence, justice and morality! Because at least they have brains! They don't really believe this in their hearts! What about you! You fool, you stupidly think that
I have fulfilled my filial piety and benevolence, but I don’t know that the Jia family is still laughing at you for being short-sighted when they see you taking the blame! I’m so glad that I finally got rid of you, a money-losing bastard! The only one who really sheds tears for you is your sister!”
Jia Huan shed tears silently, and Jia Jing said coldly: "Is this what Mr. Jingshan taught you? Sacrifice for the unworthy? Stick to the so-called filial piety? You don't have a son. Do you still have to have a son?"
Burying a son to help the family? Pedantic! Stupid!"
Guo Jiumianzi's so-called twenty-four filial piety will be despised no matter which dynasty or generation he belongs to! Filial piety is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation and needs to be inherited, but this kind of foolish filial piety is unacceptable!
Jia Jing waved her hands angrily and said: "Get out! Aren't you filial? Aren't you a scholar who is benevolent, righteous, courteous, wise and trustworthy? Now go back to Jia's house and kneel down, saying that you have no ability and can't exchange for Jia Baoyu! Look at them.
forgive you!"
After all, Jia Huan was still young. How could he not burst into tears after his values were wiped out like this? So he stood still and just cried...
Jia Jing looked at him coldly, until he slowly regained his composure, and then said coldly: "From today until the Deer Ming Banquet is held, you will be here to help me with work! I studied in front of me.
A person’s perspective needs to be experienced in life! Without such experience, a lifetime of reading will only become a bag of books for someone who talks too much!”
Jia Jing looked at him seriously and said word by word: "Knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is articles. You don't even understand the world, and you still hope to understand Confucianism that comes from the world? In the end, it will only become an endorsement.
He knows how to memorize it, but he is a piece of trash who doesn’t understand shit!”
Jia Huan lowered his head in shame, and Jia Jing stood up and said: "I will ask them to move a table here tomorrow, and you come and work with me. If you are still this virtuous before the Luming Banquet, then you don't have to go."
, what kind of official do you want to be? Sooner or later, you will have to cause trouble for the family like that Jia Baoyu! Do you understand?"
Jia Huan nodded and said: "I know, second brother..." Jia Jing snorted and sent the clerk to take him to rest in the afternoon.
Jia Jing is actually not so disappointed with Jia Huan. Everyone gets lost more or less on the road of life. It doesn't matter. The most important thing is whether they can find the right path.
If Jia Huan has been so ideal all his life, then he may really have to be a Confucian scholar for the rest of his life. If he becomes an official, he will be tricked every minute and his underpants will be gone!
That's why Jia Jing asked Jia Huan to work with her during this period of time, in order to let Jia Huan know what the real world is like!
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Let's say that Weng Xiuming and Weng Fuyan had just walked out of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. Weng Fuyan's foot slipped. Weng Xiuming hurriedly helped Weng Fuyan: "Dad! Dad, are you okay? Dad..."
Weng Fuyan slapped Weng Xiuming in the face with his backhand. Weng Xiuming was stunned on the spot. Weng Fuyan glanced at his son coldly, and then limped toward the darkness without looking back.
Weng Xiuming stared blankly at Weng Fuyan's back. He knew what Weng Fuyan meant. It was embarrassing for him, Weng Xiuming, to kowtow to these powerful men and admit his mistakes. He was so submissive!
He Weng Fuyan was all-powerful for a while, and he was considered a hero in the Shenjing City. When he was at his peak, no one dared to sharpen his edge. As a result, he was severely slapped in the face today. Not to mention, his own son actually did this in order to save himself. Kind of thing!
Weng Fuyan hates! He hates his own incompetence! But how can one really blame himself? So he can only blame his son for embarrassing him!
Even if he died today, he wouldn't live up to his reputation as a hero! But he didn't die. Although he really didn't want to die, this way of living would only make him more uncomfortable!
So he was limping, but still moving forward quickly. He didn't know how to face the gang, how to face his son, and he hated his son for embarrassing him! He hated himself for not having the courage. He yelled at Ren Yuanchuan and Jia Jing...
With his heart burning like soup, he gritted his teeth and walked in the deserted alley. Weng Xiuming, who was behind him, was stunned for a while. Although his heart was extremely depressed, he still hurriedly chased after him. However, in this stunned moment, Weng Fuyan had disappeared long ago! Weng Xiuming was so anxious that he could only fumble in a general direction based on his impressions!
At this time, Weng Fuyan looked at the man in black in front of him and couldn't help but swallowed. He knew who this person was and what he did. Because of this, Weng Fuyan's legs were shaking slightly and he spoke slightly out of breath. : "Little, little prince.........uh!"
Weng Fuyan shuddered, and then he tightly covered his neck where blood was pouring out. He looked at the man in black in shock and fear. The man in black "flyed" in front of him without knowing when, coldly He dropped the sentence: "You don't deserve to mention the young prince! The young prince said that your mission is completed, and you should shut up forever!"
As he spoke, he backed away slightly and disappeared in a flash of Weng Fuyan's desperate eyes!
"father!"
Weng Xiuming looked at the pale Weng Fuyan lying on the ground and couldn't help but his head went blank. He yelled slightly and rushed forward, but his legs gave way and he fell to the ground. Weng Xiuming didn't care about the pain in his legs and hands. , crawled to Weng Fuyan's side with all four limbs.
The blood spurting out from Weng Fuyan's neck dyed the surrounding white snow red. Seeing his father in such a miserable state, Weng Xiuming couldn't help but hurriedly covered Weng Fuyan's neck: "Dad! What's wrong with you, Dad!"
Weng Fuyan held on for a breath and kept opening and closing his lips. Weng Xiuming held back tears and stepped forward. Weng Fuyan only had time to say the word "righteousness" before he died. His eyes were slack and weak. Fall to the ground!
Weng Xiuming's tears suddenly burst out. He was shocked to see Weng Fuyan's death-defying expression. He slowly closed Weng Fuyan's eyes with trembling hands, and then held his father's head tightly in his arms. He looked at the sky and stared at the sky. Time is actually speechless!
Just like this, she cried silently and hugged Weng Fuyan's body. Snowflakes began to slowly fall in the sky again. Weng Xiuming felt that the tears pouring out of her eyes turned into ice crystals in an instant!
"ah!!!"
Suddenly a heartbreaking cry resounded throughout the silent snowy night. A young man suddenly grew up tonight because he lost his only relative. His eyes were blood red and he leaned his father's head on his face, as if
It was as if his father's blood was stained red, and words jumped out from Senbai's teeth:
"Prince Yi Zhong's Mansion, I want you to leave no chickens or dogs behind! Blood debt must be paid with blood!!!"