Chapter 12: Talk about knowledge and burn down bridges
Jia Lian respectfully took out a few rubbings from his arms and put his hands on the table:
"My nephew heard that in his spare time, his uncle loved to study the bells, tripods, Yi utensils, and the inscriptions on the stone tablets. It happened that when he was in Jinling, he got these rubbings. I heard that they were the tadpole inscriptions on the Mengjiu stele of King Yu.
My nephew had little talent and little knowledge, so it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake. So I brought him to Gusu to ask my uncle for details.
It's just that my cousin was not in good health before, so I was not allowed to talk to my uncle about this.
I have free time today, so I came here specifically for this matter."
Lin Ruhai was born in a scholarly family and has always enjoyed reading.
Especially after he passed the science examination, he felt that he was worthy of his ancestors, and he did not care about the trivial matters of officialdom. He only turned his mind to epigraphy, indulged in research, and enjoyed himself.
I heard before that Jia Lian didn't like studying, and he didn't take any scientific examinations, so he only bought a fifth-grade casual job with money. In addition to speculating on official career and economics, he spent his whole day looking for flowers, asking for sex, and having sex with his skin. He was a vulgar thing among vulgar things, so I felt very disdainful.
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It's just that Lin Ruhai is a person who attaches great importance to etiquette. When he meets Jia Lian, he only treats Jia Lian with courtesy and rarely communicates with him. When he occasionally talks, he cherishes his words like gold.
At this time, I was surprised to see that he actually knew the tadpole text and brought rubbings from Jinling to ask for advice. I couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable.
He took the rubbing with both hands and took a closer look. He saw that the shape of the rubbing was neither square nor round, and the ink marks were of different shades. There were only about two or three characters on the rubbing. Although the strokes were simple, they were not recognizable.
Convenient way:
"A good nephew cannot help but tell me what he knows first."
Jia Lian thought:
I don’t think you, an old scholar and old bookworm, have ever seen the tadpole essay, and you still want to test me?
I wonder if I have read Jin Yong’s martial arts novels?
I wonder if this rather bluffing thing was mentioned in "Xia Ke Xing" and "The Deer and the Cauldron"?
I wonder if I am very curious and have searched for various information on the Internet to learn more?
The stronger the sense of superiority in his heart, the more Jia Lian felt that he should show humility and prudence, so he bowed and replied:
"Then my nephew has made a fool of himself.
Before Emperor Qin unified the Six Books of Ancient Chinese, there was the "Book of Birds and Insects" circulating.
Later, someone discovered an ancient pre-Qin character with a thick head and thin tail. After the Han Dynasty, it was called "tadpole script", also known as "tadpole seal".
Kong Anguo, a descendant of Confucius, said in the "Preface to Shangshu": "In the wall, we found the ancient texts of Yu, Xia, Shang, and Zhou, as well as biographies, "The Analects of Confucius", and "The Classic of Filial Piety" collected by our ancestors, all in tadpole writing.'<
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During the reign of Sima Yan, Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Jijun were not allowed to steal the tomb of King Xiang of Wei. They obtained dozens of carts of pre-Qin bamboo slips, which were compiled into thirteen chapters of "Chronicles", also known as "Bamboo Chronicles", and the text on them was also in tadpole script.<
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It's a pity that after the Han Dynasty, almost no one knew such profound writing."
Lin Ruhai was very surprised when he heard what he said so clearly:
"I didn't know that my wise nephew is also quite knowledgeable in epigraphy and stone. He will be a formidable person later in life.
Just now, Mr. Yucun mentioned that my nephew has a thorough understanding of the "Book of Changes" and has extensive knowledge in Feng Shui and other knowledge, which is far beyond ordinary people. It makes Mr. Yucun feel ashamed, but I still have doubts.
At this point, it seems that I am too blind to recognize people."
Before he finished speaking, a little boy staggered in and ran in. He didn't have time to salute, so he said hurriedly:
"It's terrible, sir, something happened in the garden! The craftsman who demolished the bridge fell down for some reason, and he doesn't know whether to live or die."
Jia Lian couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound, stood up and blurted out:
"Destroy the bridge? Uncle, really demolished the Feng Shui bridge? So quickly?"
Lin Ruhai is obviously a person who cannot handle big things. How can he answer Jia Lian? He is already panicking:
"Ah? Why did you fall? How did something like this happen... Where did you get hurt? How did you fall?"
Before the boy could answer, he heard the sound of small and rapid footsteps, and then a young servant girl in green ran in, her face was red and she was panting:
"Master, master, it's amazing. The girl was fine at first, but suddenly she got asthma again. She was so breathless that she vomited out all the medicine she just took."
"What?" Lin Ruhai stood up in shock, but suddenly she covered her heart, her face showed pain, she yelled "Ouch", she leaned back and fell directly from the chair to the ground.
Jia Lian reacted quickly and hurried forward to hug Lin Ruhai to prevent her head from hitting the ground.
But they saw Lin Ruhai's eyes rolled up, her teeth clenched, her complexion turned blue, and her whole body was sweating profusely.
Lin Yongan was so anxious that he shouted, "Oh, this is going to kill me." He rushed over and hugged Lin Ruhai tightly, shaking him and shouting, "Master." Seeing that he didn't know where he was, he hurriedly went to dig at the person, but it had no effect.<
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Jia Liancheng couldn't help but be shocked, but fortunately, his biological father Jia Xinhua in his previous life had blood pressure and blood sugar problems, and Jia Liancheng was quite experienced in dealing with sudden syncope.
He immediately pulled Lin Yongan away, stepped forward, and neatly laid Lin Ruhai on his back on the ground. He raised his neck with his arms, lifted his chin, and opened Lin Ruhai's mouth with force, tilting his head and neck back to keep his breathing smooth. Then he raised Lin Ruhai's head, neck and upper body to a suitable angle, and asked Lin Yong'an to quickly lift Lin Ruhai's legs half a foot high.
The old housekeeper was so anxious that he didn't know what Jia Lian was going to do, so he had to do as he was told.
When the blood from the meridians returned to the heart, Lin Ruhai gradually opened her eyes, and her face slowly softened.
When Lin Yong'an saw it, he couldn't help crying: "Master, please wake up! This old slave is scared to death..."
Jia Lian touched Lin Ruhai's hand and saw that it had warmed up. He knew that this kind of syncope could be serious or minor, but he wanted to comfort the patient and deliberately said it lightly:
"My uncle just stood up violently for a moment, it's okay.
However, in order to be on the safe side, it’s better to call the old doctor Gu from last time to take a look, just to put her mind at ease.
For the time being, my nephew will take a look at the things in the garden for his uncle?
If it's a small matter, my nephew will do it for my uncle, so don't worry, uncle."
Seeing Lin Ruhai nodded, he asked the housekeeper Lin Yongan:
"What exactly was demolished in the garden? When was it demolished?"
Lin Yong'an helped Lin Ruhai to sit on the chair first, and then replied:
"Yesterday, the girl's teacher, Mr. Jia, told the master that the entrance to the pool in the garden was not good. The master originally ordered the old slave to have someone remove it today.
As a result, the master had nothing to do yesterday and took a stroll in the garden. The more he realized that what Mr. Jia said made sense, he ordered the old slave to find someone to start work immediately.
The old slave hired six craftsmen with quick skills and demolished the bluestone bridge yesterday, and it was very smooth.
The water inlet is being dug again today, and it is estimated that it will be completed in three days at most. After that, we will ask gardeners to replant the vegetation, which will only take three to five days of work at most."
Jia Lian couldn't help but get angry when he remembered that when he met Jia Yucun just now and went out, he deliberately flattered her with nice words:
"Didn't Mr. Jia tell you not to start any more construction?"
Lin Yongan shook his head:
"This old slave has never heard of it."
Jia Lian was so angry that he stamped his feet:
"This villain who doesn't keep his word!"
Lin Ruhai said feebly from the side;
"Don't...don't blame Mr. Amemura wrongly.
When he came in the morning, he said that he went back yesterday to check the classics and found that it was better not to remove the water outlet.
As soon as he left, his aunt and nephew arrived on the back. I was about to tell Butler Lin to stop work... Who knew, something would happen..."
Just as Jia Lian was leaving Lin Ruhai to the care of housekeeper Lin Yongan, another boy came over and said hurriedly:
"That group of craftsmen were making a noise in the back garden, saying that someone died and they wanted to pay for it."