It wasn't until three days before Jia Taijun's birthday that Gao Li rushed back from Ping'an Prefecture. Jia Taijun was naturally happy to read at midnight and kept him nagging for a long time. Gao Ying, Jia Cong and others were there to accompany him.
Gao Hua saw the envy in Jia Cong's eyes and said with a smile: "Look at Cong'er's little eyes. Could it be that he is jealous that my father is favored by my grandmother?"
Jia Cong pursed his lips and said, "Well, I'm jealous for my father." Seeing Jia Taijun's face darken, he hurriedly added, "My father sometimes nags me, and I feel disgusted when I hear it. I miss him a little now."
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Jia Taijun looked at him and sighed: "She'er is also a miserable child." Then he waved his hands and said nothing.
On the official day of his birthday, Gao's family was full of people inside and outside. Jia Cong and others couldn't help, so they naturally wanted to stay calm and not cause trouble. At that time, Master Chen, the prefect of Chang'an, came to congratulate his birthday. Gao Li, Gao Ying and others
Someone personally accompanied her to sit in the study. Someone also brought exquisite things sent from outside and asked Mrs. Jia to look at them. She only looked at a few things and didn't bother to look at them anymore. Mrs. Ding knew that she liked those things in Rongguo Mansion, especially
All laid out.
When the banquet started, Jia Cong and Jia Huan were seated quite well because they were from Jia Taijun's mother's family. Those around him were all descendants of Chang'an dignitaries. His two children were very eye-catching when they sat there. Not long after, someone asked Gao Hua who they were.
, Gao Hua bluntly said that they were two cousins from Rongguo Mansion in Beijing. The fat one was called Jia Cong, and the not so fat one was called Jia Huan.
Someone pointed at Jia Cong and said, "Isn't it the Jia Cong who said, 'My husband calms down the world with his roar, and I rely on me to defeat the enemy and close the border'? I got the letter from Beijing. This son is only nine years old. There is a poem in the first month of the month."
I gave it to the Crown Prince of Nan'an, and now it is famous in the capital."
Gao Ying frowned and waved his hand: "It's just a child who wrote a poem. If it were so easy to become famous in the capital, the capital would be famous several times a day."
Another one said: "I have also received news from Beijing. This Mr. Jia seems to be highly regarded by nobles."
Gao Ying glanced at Jia Cong from a distance and said with a smile: "No matter how much you value him, he is just a child, Nuo, he is quite happy to eat."
Everyone looked up and saw that the Jia brothers were eating happily, but they felt that they were just ordinary children.
Things always come when they are supposed to happen. After three rounds of drinking, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old stumbled over to the case of the two brothers and looked at them and said: "Which one of you is Jia Cong?"
Just when Jia Cong was about to speak, Jia Huan pointed directly: "He!"
Jia Cong glared at him and said with a fake smile: "Is this little brother okay?"
The young man said: "I heard that you are very good at writing poems, why don't you let us open our eyes?"
Jia Cong said: "Not good."
At this moment, everyone was looking over here, and their eyes were full of gossip, and they were all stunned when they heard this.
Jia Cong said: "Are you going to open your eyes just because you said you want to open your eyes? Are you going to give me money?"
The young man hummed: "Is it just a false reputation and can't be written at all? The poem sent to Prince Nan'an was written by someone else?"
Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "It is a good strategy to provoke the law committee. My grandfather has played with the Tatars several times. But as a grandson, I don't know how to use this strategy, so how can I be fooled? Little brother, I
I advise you to save some effort. The poem I sent to Prince Huo was written when I was in a good mood and I wanted to write it. No one can force me to write poetry when I am unhappy."
The young man didn't expect him to say this and was stunned.
Jia Cong said again: "Besides, I don't know you. If you don't offend the river, why are you provoking me for no reason?"
The young man couldn't help but turn his head and look somewhere on the table. Everyone followed his eyes and saw an older young man who was a little embarrassed.
Jia Huan finally said: "I knew someone was instigating it."
Jia Cong asked loudly: "How did you know?"
Jia Huan said: "This little brother looks stupid and what he says is stupid. How can he look like someone who wants to make us uncomfortable?"
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
The young man became anxious and pointed at the two of them, speechless for a moment.
Gao Ying had already walked over and said to the young man: "Master Chen, I wonder if there is anything wrong with my two cousins?"
The second master Chen said angrily: "I heard about Jia Cong's name and wanted to ask him to write a poem to see if it was consistent with his reputation. How could they be so rude!"
Jia Cong snorted: "You are still not convinced when I say you are stupid. Brother, I am nine years old, only nine years old! Don't tell me that you are five or six years older than me. If you provoke a child, you will be embarrassed whether I can write poetry or not." Furthermore, who are you? Do I know you, and I want to write a poem for you? Yes, we brothers are a little rude. You were the one who was rude first, okay? You are already rude to us. Why should we? Is it polite to you?"
Gao Ying held back his laughter and asked him, "Where did Mr. Chen hear that cousin Cong could write poetry?" As he spoke, he turned to look at the table.
The older boy just now couldn't sit still and came over to Gao Ying, Jia Cong and Jia Huan, and bowed: "Student Liu Qian is Brother Chen's cousin."
Just as Gao Ying was about to speak, Jia Cong interrupted: "Did you incite your cousin to provoke me?"
Liu Qian choked and forced a smile and said: "I heard about Jia Sanye's name and chatted with my cousin for a few words. Unexpectedly, he drank a few more drinks, which was abrupt."
Jia Huan looked at Mr. Chen and said, "Did you hear that? This cousin of yours uses you as a gunman and gets away with it when something happens. Therefore, this farce today is because you are ignorant and rude after drinking. , he didn’t have any problem at all. Hey, hey, they were just chatting for a few words, but I didn’t expect you to be so jealous that you provoked the Rongguo Mansion for no reason, and even disturbed the birthday banquet of the old lady of the Gao family. As for him, Zuo is just I was just stupid for not holding you back. Mr. Chen, just wait until you go home and be punished."
Seeing that Mr. Chen's face was extremely ugly, Liu Qian hurriedly said: "It's just a misunderstanding, and it's all the student's fault. The student's words just now were probably inappropriate, which caused the cousin to misunderstand. My cousin is also a highly talented person. Therefore, I am determined to make friends with my poems, and I have no intention of provocation."
Jia Huan rolled his eyes unceremoniously, and Jia Cong smiled at him and said, "Brother Huan, you crazy boy!"
Liu Qian went on to say: "The student is also a branch of the Duke Li's family in Beijing, because his grandfather once served as an official in Chang'an and moved here."
Jia Cong blinked: "Oh, is that old man Liu Biao a relative of yours?"
Liu Qian hurriedly smiled and said: "The student's grandfather is his elder brother."
Jia Huan muttered loudly again: "What a distant relative..."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh again.
Liu Qian's face remained motionless as he smiled and said, "It's really far away."
Jia Huan turned to look at Mr. Chen and said, "This man is much calmer than you, smarter than you, and he doesn't have good intentions towards you. I would like to advise you to stay away from him."
Liu Qian finally lost his composure and said, "Master Jia San, it's just a misunderstanding. Why do you need to sow discord among my brothers?"
Jia Huan ignored him and said to Mr. Chen: "Besides, he is extremely thick-skinned and has the ability to forcefully describe black people as white in front of so many people."
Seeing that he still wanted to talk nonsense, Jia Cong asked Gao Ying first: "Who is this Mr. Chen? Is it important? If he is an important person, I will help him. If it is not important, then that's it."
How could anyone talk like that? Gao Ying was embarrassed for a moment, and after a while he said: "All the guests here today are important guests. Mr. Chen is the son of Mr. Chen, the prefect of Chang'an."
Jia Cong said "Oh" and said: "That's quite important?" He smiled and said to Mr. Chen: "Brother Chen, do you still remember what your cousin said just now? It's better to do it the same way.
Say it word by word and let us all listen? As the saying goes, the eyes of the masses are sharp. Is it because he is deliberately taking advantage of your innocence and encouraging you to act recklessly so that you can make a fool of yourself in front of these many people, or is it because you have been confused by drinking too much and misunderstood?
, how about leaving it to everyone to decide?"
Liu Qian hurriedly said: "It's just a few naughty jokes, why should we take them seriously?"
Jia Cong said: "A good man dares to act bravely. Since you dare to use him as a charade, he is not an insignificant person, so just think that if you accidentally poke yourself in the foot, you may
I can afford it.”
Someone in the crowd applauded: "It's so refreshing! I have never seen such a refreshing person." Another young man came out, cupped his hands to Jia Cong and said, "Master Jia Cong is well-deserved. My Excellency, Zhu Tong,
Are you willing to make friends?" He glanced at Jia Cong.
Seeing that his magnanimity was much higher than that of others, Jia Cong also cupped his hands: "How dare you? Thanks to Brother Zhu for his respect."
Zhu Tong then said: "Today is the birthday of the old lady of the Gao family. Everyone is here to celebrate her birthday, so why bother with everything? Why don't we just put down our hands for the sake of Brother Yu?"
Hearing this, Jia Cong could only say: "Since that's the case, let's look at Brother Zhu's face. Anyway, Mr. Chen probably understands it. Even if he doesn't understand it now, he will go back and say it word for word from beginning to end.
Let his father or husband listen to it, and his father and husband will teach him, and he will understand it. We don't need to waste everyone's attention."
Zhu Tong couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this and shook his head.
After listening to it for a long time, Chen Erye looked at everyone's faces and understood. He silently bowed to Jia Cong and Jia Huan with a dark face, pursed his lips and returned to the table. Liu Qian was really
Unable to stay any longer, he let out a long sigh, glanced at Zhu Tong again, said goodbye and left.
Jia Huan poked Jia Cong: "The man named Liu and the man named Zhu seem to be hooking up."
Jia Cong hummed, "The guy surnamed Zhu just winked at me, I'm just waiting for him to say something." After sitting for a while, he pretended to urinate and escaped outside.
Sure enough, Zhu Tong followed him out after a while and bowed to him again: "I was offended just now."
Jia Cong curled his lips and said, "For the sake of my innocence, please give me an explanation."
Zhu Tong smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Liu and the Chen family uncle and I are classmates and friends."
Jia Cong's brows moved: "So today I am planning that Mr. Chen came to look for us in public, but for his brother? Is he his biological child? Is he a mother?"
Zhu Tong was surprised and said: "Master Jia San is so smart!"
Jia Cong said: "What kind of cleverness is that? My brother teamed up with his cousins and classmates to repair his younger brother. It is obvious that he is not born from the same mother."
Zhu Tong sighed: "He is really suffering."
It turns out that Mr. Chen’s mother was Mr. Chen’s married wife. Because he left early, Mr. Chen remarried his current wife and gave birth to Mr. Chen. How could the stepmother really be kind to the son of her predecessor?
He still occupies the title of the eldest son. Therefore, he tried every means to make things difficult for Uncle Chen and drive a wedge between him and Mr. Chen. Due to her instigation, Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen and his son are now as cold as ice, but they regard Mr. Chen as a stranger.
Eyeball. In order to help his friends, Liu Qian set a trap for Mr. Chen and wanted to ruin his impression in front of Mr. Chen.
Jia Cong was stunned for a while when he heard this, and said with a mixture of laughter and laughter: "Are you three men or women?"
Zhu Tong was stunned: "Of course he is a man."
"Why do men use the same tricks as women?" Jia Cong sarcastically said, "This method of dragging down opponents is something women who are not allowed to study, serve as officials, and make a living for themselves do because they have no choice but to go there on their own.
If you go up, you can only pull your opponent down. A man should run upright and in front of his opponent. So Mrs. Chen is playing to drive a wedge between you? Can't Uncle Chen study hard and write good articles? If he enters school early
, everyone in the world expects his son to succeed, how can Mr. Chen be unhappy? Besides, father and son can actually be separated by others. Needless to say, these two men are both unwilling to do anything and want to save face. "
He spoke very quickly, but Zhu Tong could clearly hear every word. He quickly cupped his hands and said, "I heard that Mr. Jia is extremely talented. Please give me some advice."
Jia Cong said: "If you have anything to teach me, you can guess it. They must say half a sentence from you and half a sentence from me. Each half sentence is a hint rather than an explicit statement. Everything is covered up to save face."
He refused to tell the truth. Then you guessed yours and I guessed mine. In the end, the guesses were completely different. Just like just now, that Liu Qian spoke vaguely. I asked Mr. Chen to explain every word of what he was instigating.
You wouldn’t dare to say it to everyone, right? Because everyone is not a kid like Mr. Chen who has never seen the world, so you can all tell what’s going on when you hear it.”
Zhu Tong was speechless for a moment.
"My dear brothers, how dare you even hint that there is something you can't tear apart and crush in front of your face? Who is afraid of losing face in front of me?"
After a long while, Zhu Tong took a breath, nodded and said: "This is a way to protect everything."
Jia Cong said again: "Okay, now that you've given me an explanation, I'll say goodbye and never see you again." Then he withdrew and walked inside.
Zhu Tong was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly caught up and cupped his hands and said, "It's really our fault today. Let's apologize to Jia San."
Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "No need, you have just apologized. It's just that you used me as a raft for nothing. It is obvious that you have no intention of making me a friend. I have no shortage of friends. That's it. I still have to write poems."
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Zhu Tong wanted to apologize again, but when he heard this he smiled and said, "Does Master Jia want to write a poem?"
Jia Cong snorted: "It's not that I can't write it! You are all making such a fuss. It would be embarrassing if I didn't write it. If I only lose my own people, I might lose the people of the Jia family and the Gao family as well. I
I must scold me to death."
Then he stopped talking to him, and withdrew outside to find a place to write and write with a swipe of pen and ink. Zhu Tong followed him all the way to see, but Jia Cong blocked him with his body to prevent him from peeking. After he finished writing, he took the poem manuscript in his hand.
Without even glancing at Zhu Tong, he walked up to Mr. Chen openly and handed him: "No!"
Mr. Chen was still sulking. When he heard the reminder from others, he raised his head. He saw Jia Cong walking over arrogantly step by step and handed him a piece of paper. He couldn't help but reach out to take it.
Seeing that everyone around him was looking over, Jia Cong deliberately curled his lips and said loudly: "The poem I just wrote. Anyway, you have provoked me. Regardless of whether I was instigated by others or not, I have to write it. Otherwise, wouldn't I let my aunt do it?"
"Grandma has no face? It's about the jade toad on the treasure grid outside." Nai pretended to pout and turned around to go back to his seat.
When Jia Huan saw Jia Cong back, he asked, "What's going on?"
Jia Cong hummed: "I told you a gossip drama. Although the drama is true, in fact, I don't know which god wants to test me."
Jia Huan smiled and said, "Then you still write poetry."
Jia Cong hummed: "Just test it. Who is afraid of them testing it? I wrote an excellent song today to scare them."
Jia Huan sighed: "That's all, I'm afraid I won't have any peace of mind after I return to Beijing with this attitude. It will also drag down Brother Yao'er and I to have no peace of mind. It's all because of the bad poems you couldn't help but write!"
Jia Cong smiled and hugged his shoulders and said: "Brothers, accept your fate. The three of us are like grasshoppers on a rope. We can't run away, you can't jump, and I can't jump him!"
On the other side, Mr. Chen spread out the poem and took a look. It read:
Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger roosting, nourishing the spirit under the shade of trees.
If I don't speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to make a sound.
I couldn't help but exclaim: "What a spirit!"
Zhu Tong followed him all the way and was shocked when he saw it beside him. He couldn't help but nod his head: "It's not a bad thing to do today!"