Chapter 361 The feeling of emptiness and doubts again
For a moment, Jia Lan felt that time seemed to have stopped, his spiritual sense became blurred, and his thoughts became difficult to move. But soon this strangeness disappeared, and was replaced by a mysterious and mysterious feeling that filled his whole body.
In the eyes of many people around him, Jia Lan only looked stunned for a moment, but in Jia Lan's spiritual sense, time seemed to have ceased to exist.
After being briefly surprised, Jia Lan tried his best to feel his mind, settle it down, and feel it silently.
Gradually, he entered a state of emptiness, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the originally dark surroundings. In the stagnant flow of time, something moved, but when Jia Lan wanted to open his eyes to see,
There is only darkness that is invisible and untouchable.
Suddenly, Jia Lan felt that his body suddenly became lighter and his spirit was ethereal, as if he had had a good night's sleep.
With his five senses restored, he immediately restrained his mind, suppressed all the fluctuating thoughts again, and slowly opened his eyes.
There was a warm and soft feeling in the palm of my hand.
Li Wan stood in front of him with red eyes, holding his hand vigorously.
Aunt Xue looked at this scene with emotion and said to Mrs. Wang: "Sister, Brother Lang is so filial!"
A smile appeared on Mrs. Wang's lips and she nodded towards her sister, but her expression was slightly unnatural. Aunt Xue saw it clearly and felt that Mrs. Wang had some taste for Jia Lan and her son, or it might have brought back Jia Zhu's memories.
, and no longer said much, just sat up and Ansheng became an audience.
This scene all fell into the eyes of Jia Lan, whose senses were much sharper now. If it were normal, he probably wouldn't think much about it, but today, Jia Lan clearly felt that Mrs. Wang's aura was fluctuating abnormally.
Jialan's eyes widened.
A long time ago, he felt that Mrs. Wang had complicated feelings about himself and Li Wan.
Now Mrs. Wang's unstable aura seems to confirm Jia Lan's thoughts.
In an instant, many ideas flashed through his mind.
For example, about your own life experience.
But soon these were all denied by Jialan himself, for no other reason than that they were too bloody.
People in Middle-earth value family inheritance more than anything else. If it were Jia Lan, a rich man from the countryside, he might still believe it, but this is Rongguo Mansion. No matter how dirty it is, he would not dare to mess with his blood heirs.
Wang Xifeng harmed Second Sister You only when she suffered from redness syndrome and had no hope. It can be seen that Sister Feng would not dare to do it if she was not desperate.
Besides, the Jia Mansion is like a sieve leaking air everywhere, so where else can any secrets be hidden?
Jia Lan took a closer look and saw that although Mrs. Wang's aura was indeed fluctuating, there was no evil thoughts or other negative emotions in it, unlike the people outside who had their own thoughts.
I’m afraid I’m just being paranoid?
Jialan smiled brightly.
Perhaps this is just the complicated relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in China that has lasted for thousands of years.
There is a saying that the complexity of human nature lies in all kinds of entangled relationships. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult relationship to deal with at any time. This is a thousand-year problem, even more difficult than the ten major relationships of saints.
No solution.
Jia Lan thought that maybe the two of them had some kind of knot in their hearts very early on, which has not yet been resolved. It was just about the privacy of their elders. Li Wan, who abides by women's ethics and is well versed in the taboos of relatives, is the same.
Won't say it.
In this world, no matter how close people are, there really is no friction at all between them?
Everyone in the mansion praised Mrs. Wang for her kindness, and Tan Chun also said that Mrs. Wang was "like a Buddha." But in the final analysis, Mrs. Wang was just a feudal patriarch.
Family hypocrisy.
This so-called goodness is only a discounted form of goodness.
Of course, we cannot blame everyone for everything. Even in the future world, there will also be a large group of so-called "philanthropists" who, in the name of charity, actually want to hide their wealth firmly.
In order to pass on the legacy, someone once commented poignantly: "The more selfish Western rich people are, the more they like to do charity."
It would be fine if the real rich had vast wealth in their hands, but what is even more despicable are those who use the sympathy of the general public to make money in the name of charity.
There are too many fraudulent donations and staged photos for charity.
So looking back, a "decent" "Buddha" like Mrs. Wang is already pretty good. Even Li Wan in the original book got the nickname "Bodhisattva". Although he has never done any evil, he can
I haven't done a single good deed, I'm just a dead person with no knowledge or knowledge, and my heart is like a dead tree. What's the meaning of such a life?
It's better to be Li Wan now...
Just as Jia Lan was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the roar of gongs and drums outside, and several family members outside ran into the second door to announce the good news: "Everyone who reported the second and third reports is here!"
"Good news, the master of Daxing County, Shuntian Prefecture, Jia Balan, won the first place in the high school Chunzhi 16th year examination, and is the top saint of Jinluan Hall!"
Compared with the first announcement, the second announcement was much more grand. A group of twenty people walked to the gate of Rongguo Mansion, beat gongs and drums, and set off firecrackers. It was very festive.
Not long after, the three reporters also arrived. The magistrate of Daxing County personally led his men, using a red silk ribbon as a flag and a gold book on a pole to hoist it, with the two characters "Huiyuan" written in yellow silk and gold on it.
After hearing the news, Jia Mu said: "Open the middle gate to welcome us!"
Everyone supported Jia's mother and welcomed her out. They met with the magistrate of Daxing and Jia Lan took the "Huiyuan" plaque from the magistrate's hand.
The magistrate is still the same magistrate, but compared with years ago, he is a little more fawning now, and there is a hint of flattery in his friendly tone.
Jia Lan secretly sighed, even though Confucianism is now flourishing, once you become an official, the so-called scholarly character will naturally gradually fade away and the edges and corners will become smoother. This is why the world misses Hai Gangfeng so much, and it is the class division of future generations.
From a theoretical point of view, Hai Rui is also an anomaly among the feudal ruling class.
I have to admit that even in an imaginary world, after experiencing the four dynasties of Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming, the decline of Confucianism has become more and more obvious. The spirit of scholar-bureaucrats, who worry about the world first and enjoy the world later, completely declined with the decline of the Southern Song Dynasty.
, the Yuan Dynasty, which experienced "eunuchization" in the middle, was alienated into an "opposition culture" opposed to the imperial power in the Ming Dynasty, and finally collapsed completely, entering an era of "temporarily stable slaves".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The rise of culture will lead to the rise of nation. On the contrary, the decline of culture will inevitably lead to the decline of nation.
When Confucianism loses the core of innovation and falls into a vicious cycle of self-improvement, it will inevitably lead to Confucian mental disorder and the collapse of social ethics. Various extreme trends of thought will emerge. Troubled times will come, and China will experience another catastrophe.
"Jia Huiyuan's future is limitless. If the Jinluan Palace is fooled the next day, he will be the leader of the world!"
"According to the noble advice of my parents, Jia Lan will definitely try his best in the palace examination." Jia Lan responded with a smile. Although he was worried, today is a happy day after all.
The magistrate of Daxing County smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries before returning to the government office with a face full of spring breeze.
It was really because Jia Lan was too proud of him.
The so-called "full of evil, attached to Guo Jingcheng", being the magistrate of Guo County attached to the capital is simply like a nightmare for most officials. Basically, few Daxing County magistrates in this dynasty can escape unscathed, and being demoted from Shenjing for a minor offense is already a nightmare.
It was commonplace. The Daxing County Magistrate had already made up his mind. Unexpectedly, Jia Lan came out of the blue and won two yuan in a row during his tenure. In a society that valued education very much in ancient times, this was a great political achievement. I believe that next year the Ministry of Officials will evaluate a top candidate.
There is definitely no escape.
At this time, Shi Xiangyun was also chatting about similar topics in the inner courtyard of Rongguo Mansion.
"Lang Geer was Jieyuan before, but now he has won two yuan in a row if he gets Huiyuan. If he gets the top prize again in the Jinluan Hall the next day, wouldn't he be in third place with three yuan?!"
"Three yuan? That's really amazing!"
The examination results were released today. Diecui Academy simply gave the students a three-day holiday together with Xunxiu. When Jia Huan returned home, his eyes suddenly lit up: "There has never been a three-yuan candidate in this dynasty. If Lang Ge'er can
It is truly a great honor to receive this honor!”
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Jia Huan, surprised in their hearts.
It had only been two months since we last met, and Jia Huan's energy and demeanor were completely different from before. At this moment, his eyes were clear, and the annoying cunning look in the past had disappeared, and his attitude was sincere.
Looking at his younger brother who was no longer what he used to be, Tanchun smiled happily and said, "Brother Huan, as long as you work hard and work hard, you can do it too."