Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Jia Jing, who was supposed to be preparing for next year's imperial examination, suddenly appeared in Jia Daishan's camp, and was very familiar with several staff members.

"You shouldn't be here at this time. The spring is coming, fame is always the most important thing." Jia Daishan didn't want to see him, "I thought you were much more mature than She'er, and you could hold your breath better."

Jia Jing's expression was a little haggard, but he still maintained the demeanor of a noble son, "How can I sit still when my uncle comes with such a letter. I thought, I have to come and ask in person. My uncle just got it too. News?"

"If I had known earlier, how could I not avenge your father." Jia Daishan said, "What do you want to know?"

"Why did he do this? Just because my father used to have some kind of friendship with Prince Zhongyi?"

Jia Daishan said, "Yes. Although the last years of the late emperor were not as tragic as the seizure of the heirloom in the history books, they were also turbulent. Prince Zhanghuai didn't mind, but today I do. I have mentioned it to the attendants, and I want to use it in the future. Wenzong is the name of the temple."

Jia Jing didn't seem like Jia She was completely ignorant of the past, he sneered, "He promised to give it to Prince Zhang Huai. Well, it's the same with his brothers. How can such a person be kind?"

Scholars spoke harshly, and he went on to say, "Since ancient times, temple names have been custom-made. The ancestors have meritorious deeds, and the ancestors have virtues. Today, His Majesty has neither the merits of opening up the frontiers nor the virtue of governing the world and peace. What more temple names do you need?" . A hundred years later, what will he say when he meets his father and brother underground? Could it be possible to discuss with Prince Zhanghuai? The left and right thrones have also been handed over to him, and it is not impossible to give him the title of Emperor Wenzong."

"If he hadn't been supported by a pillar of the country like my uncle, he would have been killed during the Concubine Liu Rebellion, and he had fled to the imperial hospital. Who wouldn't know it if you looked at him! He was not filial to the first emperor, and he was not fraternal to his elder brother. Being unkind to children, such a person is better to be an emperor than to be a pig."

Jia Jing made a series of cannonballs, and he was out of breath.

Knowing that he was very angry, Jia Daishan patted him on the back to calm him down, and said in a gentle voice, "Just say it here, don't show it outside. Don't worry, there will always be a chance for us. When Chunwei is in the middle, do you plan to release it or stay in the Imperial Academy? It is better to stay in the Imperial Academy, and our family is not short of the money."

The Hanlin Academy is a poor place, and the common people call it the poor Hanlin Academy.Some Jinshi from poor backgrounds will choose to be released, and their salary and filial piety can be much higher.

But the Imperial Academy is quite noble, and they are the top intellectuals in the world. Anyone who has an errand to teach the prince and lecture the scriptures to His Majesty will be able to reach the sky in one step.

Jia Jing had thought about it a long time ago, and he said, "Nephew wants to go to Yushitai. The Yushiyan officer can be the emperor's supervisor at the top, and can be the tongue of the powerful minister at the bottom. What does uncle think?"

Because Jinshang trusts Tingfeng too much, the censor is not very effective in court, and often when they talk, Jinshang already knows.As time goes by, Jinshang doesn't pay much attention to Yushitai.

What Jia Jing is looking for is the latter to be the tongue of the powerful minister.

The emperor knew many things, but he didn't necessarily want to expose them.

All he had to do was to poke the emperor's sore feet and beat down his confidants.

Jia Daishan was very careful about his future, and cared as much as he did for Jia Amnesty. After listening to it, he didn't say whether it was good or bad, but said, "I know what you mean, let me think about it later."

Jia Jing nodded and said yes, he was a hundred times better than Jia She in front of Jia Daishan, and deliberately changed the topic to be happy, "Brother Zhen is already very good at shouting, and she has been clamoring for forgiveness all day long. If you don't let go of the wooden horse given by Xie'er, you will definitely be naughty in the future."

Mr. Zhao secretly poked and listened for a long time, just went through the regulations in silence, and then went back to Jia Daishan, when he heard Jia Jing talking about the youngest child in the family, he interrupted with a smile, "Brother Zhen's temper is not good. Isn't it like our Shizi, Master Jing will have a headache in the future."

"No, he must be used to playing with Xie'er since he was young. No matter how skinny Brother Zhen is, he can beat Xie'er." Jia Daishan said, concealing his pride.

My son's talent in martial arts, such ability, is not something that other people can easily match.

Jia Jing couldn't bear to look back on the past, but temporarily put aside those negative emotions, "Uncle is very right. Xi'er was really shocking when he was a child."

As soon as Jia She could speak, he could talk to himself in an alien language for an hour without stopping. When I took him out to hunt, he couldn't get on a horse, so I used Jia Daishan's big hound as a horse to ride.

When Jia Jing talked about this, Jia Daishan also laughed, "I stepped on Zhuifeng's tail carelessly, but he just bared his teeth. He had a bad temper, sat in front of Zhuifeng and babbled and cursed for a long time, and finally Chasing the wind is in a hurry, if She'er says something, it will bark."

Even if they don't understand the language, they can still quarrel, and Jia Xiaoshe's nonsense has been seen since he was a child.

Last batch today.The fighting meeting has become a memorial meeting for childhood body Jia Xiaoshe.

Just when Jia Amnesty was not around, Jia Daishan couldn’t help revealing his past, “It was much more fun when I was young, but once it made me anxious, I hung him on the wall, and when I came back from work, he gnawed on the bow beside him Very happy."

The childhood Jia She didn't want anyone, only Jia Daishan hugged him.It was also the first time for Jia Daishan to be a father, he was so fresh that he carried Jia Amnesty with him wherever he went.

He scolded him several times for this old man.

Jia Daishan directly pushed back and said, "Father doesn't like to hold children, so all the men in the world are not allowed to hold children? What's wrong with holding a baby."

It wasn't until one time that he didn't pay attention to the discussion and knocked Jia Xiaoshe's face on the desk, his forehead was blue, and then he was strictly prohibited by the old lady and Shi Shi from taking his son to work.

It was also after this that the Rongguo Mansion lived in the rain and dew, and everyone had a day when Jia Xiaoshe played.

"If I knew that day, I would have been more careful." More than ten years have passed, and Jia Daishan is still brooding and unable to turn the story, "I am actually very good at raising children."

Jia Jing looked at his uncle, who was full of paternal love, and admired him in his heart. Only a gentleman like him can be so calm.

Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero, how can Lianzi not be a husband? ①

Jia Daishan, who had been raised to a higher level, began to miss his son.

Mr. Zhao knew the elegant meaning after listening to the string song, and said with a smile, "The prince has been away for a few days, and he has learned his lesson. Why don't you go to Taiyuan to pick up people? The Patriarch of the Xue family is an outsider after all, and we don't know how deep it is."

Jia Daishan said, "No, if he knows that we will end everything for him, he will be more confident. Have you written the letter of apology to His Majesty?"

Although I am not afraid of going up today, I still have to look good.

Mr. Zhao said it was finished, and asked Jia Daishan if he wanted to read it. Jia Daishan said, "Let Jinger take a look, you don't have much contact with these."

Jia Jing unfolded Mr. Zhao's draft, read it word by word, and raised his head, "Is that what you intend?"

"What do you think?" Jia Daishan asked.

"To tell you the truth, I feel too humble. There is a grievance and a debt. If it hadn't been for Bu's problem, She'er would not have gone to Taiyuan." Jia Jing said, "Have you become so paranoid today?"

Jia Daishan taught him, "It doesn't matter what you say about humility, what matters is what you do. What's more, I didn't write this book."

Mr. Zhao took the pot thrown by the Duke of the State, and said with a thief smile, "It's just that the matter of using the pen can make His Majesty feel comfortable. It's best for this person to have a false name. God will surely pardon me with hypocrisy and hypocrisy."

"It's better for him to be called Renzong." Jia Jing sighed against Jinshang's full of resentment, "I'm afraid that if he really steps into the court someday, he will rush up and stab him to death."

Jia Daishan said, "Then you can start to learn martial arts from Sheier."

Jia Jing smiled, "Just thinking about it, I have seen the scenery of the grassland this time, and it's not in vain to waste my time."

"It's good if you can figure it out." Jia Daishan looked at his tired face with satisfaction, "Although I can't take care of you all the time due to the obstruction of others' eyes, I treat you with the same heart as Xi'er, and I only hope that you will be well."

Jia Jing said, "I understand, otherwise uncle would not have asked Mr. Zhao to be my teacher."

Old man Zhao touched his bald head, "Master Jing is the best student I have ever taught."

But Jia Zheng was also enlightened by Mr. Zhao. Jia Daishan temporarily pressed the button without asking further, "Jing'er, go and rest. I will order someone to clean Xi'er's tent every day. It can still be used as a place for people to live in."

"My body is going to be broken, and I really have to rest for a few days before I can leave." Jia Jing was sore in the carriage, "Then I will take my leave first."

Jia Daishan pointed to the two soldiers following him, and then mentioned the doubt just now, "Mr. Zhao, let's get straight to the point, what is Zheng'er's talent?"

Mr. Zhao has wanted to mention this for a long time, but he has never found a chance. He couldn't come up abruptly and say, "Master Guo, you are a bit stupid." said a word.

The tacit understanding of working together for so many years is not fake, Jia Daishan understood the spirit at that time.

The old man patted his bald head again, "Second Young Master is very diligent, but hard work alone is not enough for studying. Please drink some tea and wait a while, and I will talk about it later."

Jia Daishan laughed and said, "Just say it directly, I can bear it, and don't touch your end, half of it is for yourself."

"Second Young Master has no aura in his studies, but fortunately he has a pure heart and is willing to put in effort. If he is lucky, he may be lucky enough to be a Jinshi." Mr. Zhao said.

The implication is that it is generally unlikely to win, and if you are unlucky, you will be a fellow Jinshi.

"That's not bad. If all the children in the family are talented, my Jia family ancestors didn't accumulate those merits." Jia Daishan said, "I'm just afraid that their brothers will fight against the wall. Yu Xie'er, he has a heavy burden, and he will kill you with a knife and a gun. Fighting is the only way to protect siblings. But on the other hand, Zheng'er can't fight for power in the court because of this. He is also a man, so let him see that his elder brother is high and powerful, and his official career is not as good as that of the Yue family. If you are provoked by someone with a heart, the consequences will be disastrous."

Moreover, Jia Zheng also has the blood of the Shi family. If he inherits more and grows up to be like Shi Da, his biological father will not be able to survive.

"Especially the Duke of the State, who gave birth to one who was brilliant and the other was born mediocre." Mr. Zhao changed the topic, "Parents always hope that their children will be harmonious and friendly, but Lord Guo, I have to say, everything is fate, and there is no control over it. If it is fate that their brothers fight against each other, what is the use of your effort? If not, we are just worrying about it now."

Jia Daishan took a sip of tea, "I found that you are talking more and more like that dead Taoist priest, you only pick the heart and lungs, get out, leave the notes, I will copy them and send them out."

Mr. Zhao bowed, "The truth is always extremely unpleasant."

"You're talking nonsense." Jia Daishan said.

After talking a lot, it has no effect except to add to the blockage, and it is also an aide, and the solution is not proposed, and the money is deducted.

"Here, Princess Anshun's letter to our son." Mr. Zhao pressed the sealed letterhead on the notebook, "I just said, don't let the princess see the son, this time it's over."

Jia Daishan pointed at the door expressionlessly and said, "Get out!"