Chapter 67

It is said that everyone in the Hanlin Academy thought that the idea of "Mr. Jiao" was quite wonderful, and meticulous, and it was very easy to do it according to the project approval document, so the matter was arranged after a short time, and it took three days before and after. All of you are looking forward to your children and grandchildren being able to shine for their colleagues to see, and they will go home one by one to blow their beards and stare at them so that they will be ready for their lives. Su Zheng was no exception, he couldn't wait for a few disciples to become geniuses immediately, and tortured the three of them quite miserably.

On the first day of going to Hanlin Academy to sort out the books, the three of them went to Su Zheng's house earlier.

Su Zheng's son is an official outside, and he only has a little granddaughter by his side, so he only takes them over. When the old man saw the disciples, he smiled and exclaimed, "Good! ā€

It turned out that the three of them were wearing very ordinary half-worn cloth jackets, not revealing any gold and jade; There are only three plain purses hanging from their waists, embroidered with the three friends of the old and cold, which they did to beg their respective sisters; With a Confucian scarf on his head, he is alive and well with three humble and honest children.

Jia Cong and Jia Huan discussed, and both of them pretended to be in the background behind Mi'er, just pretending to be cute and cute, and accompanying Mi'er in work. The two of them bit their ears loudly with Su Zheng on the left and right, and asked him to push Mi'er in front when he and the adults of the Hanlin Academy showed off. Mi'er laughed beside him, and Su Zheng agreed repeatedly. The four masters and apprentices got into the carriage together, Su Zheng told him all the way, but he had already said these instructions countless times, and Jia Cong couldn't bear to cover his ears. Finally survived to the Hanlin Academy, and the three children had quite a few decompositions.

There are a lot of people in the Hanlin Academy today, and there are many Hanlin adults with beards and polite young students, such as Jia Cong and Jia Huan, who are very few of their age, and they are all small. Jia Cong smiled when he saw it: "No pressure, they are all older than me!" ā€

Su Zheng had time to glare at him, and before he could speak, he heard someone next to him shouting: "Master Su!" Hurriedly turned around and looked over, only to see another old man also leading three young people to come to the side with a smile, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Lord Chen!" The two exchanged pleasantries. After a short time, the child was taken out and bowed to the three opposite, Jia Cong and Jia Huan only followed behind and arched their hands to make a small follower, and they were idle and tight. So he slowly walked into it amid the greetings.

Today, Jia Cong wanted to keep a low profile, but unfortunately the sky didn't follow people's wishes, and he couldn't control his mouth. Looking at the past, most of the volunteers were wearing excellent new robes, and there were many of them in half-used clothes, so they were quite conspicuous. A young man in a dark cloud leopard robe saw them, Cheng Xin walked over, stood next to Jia Cong and coughed, glanced at the jacket on his body with contempt, picked up his feet and left disdainfully. Jia Cong hurriedly dusted off his clothes, and his movements were exaggeratedly tight.

Jia Huan has known him for many years, and knows that he must have tricks, so he asked cooperatively: "What do you do?" ā€

Jia Cong said crisply: "That brother just threw out a huge pair of white eyes, which smashed on my clothes, and the smash was quite heavy, and my shoulders and stomach hurt a little. ā€

Laughter erupted all around.

Jia Huan also pretended to lament: "That day, I heard that Mr. said that he would bring us to the Hanlin Academy, and the boy was afraid day and night, lest he lose face by failing to study. I don't want to be in the most literary and beautiful place in the world, and the first time I was blinded was because of my simple clothes. ā€

When everyone heard this, their eyes on the young man became more and more disapproving.

The young man's face was a little unbearable, and he snorted: "Look at what you mean, you are actually a very talented learner?" ā€

Jia Cong guessed that he wanted to take the opportunity to show his talents, but because he didn't know his depth, he hurriedly arched his hand: "This brother, dare to ask Gui Geng?" The boy was dumbfounded. He is afraid that he is thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is embarrassed to learn from a stinky child? I couldn't help but blush.

Mi'er hurriedly stretched out his hands and grabbed the two lively junior disciples one by one, and said, "Don't argue with others, we are here to do serious things." ā€

Both of them responded crisply, as if they were well-behaved and obedient.

When the crowd was neutral, some people looked at Mi'er's eyes more attentively.

At this time, all kinds of tables and tables have already been laid out, and there are also pen and ink on the cases. The young man turned around and looked at them, and saw that although they were wearing ordinary cloth jackets, the old man who led them was wearing a large fur of mink skin, so he guessed that they were the disciples of this adult, and his family background was only ordinary. In these days, most ordinary people don't know how to read. He rolled his eyes and casually picked up the pen on the desk next to him to write a poem.

The literati also generally love to watch the lively, and as soon as he wrote the first word, some people went over to watch, and immediately praised continuously, thinking that it would be good to come to the poem.

After the young man finished writing, he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I am not talented, I don't feel vain to show off, this is what my father did." ā€

He has provoked him, how can Jia Cong not fight back? Hurriedly shook his arm and looked at Mi'er, Mi'er let go of his hand, and he immediately walked towards the case. The crowd parted in an uproar, and he came to the desk with his head held high. Jia Cong also picked up the pen and waved it, put down the pen and said: "My father is the best father in the world!" Because, he loves me the most! ā€

When everyone heard that his words were inconsistent with the poetry, they were a little curious, and when they gathered around to take a look, he also wrote a small poem:

Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband?

Those who know whether the wind is roaring or not, when they look back, they see that they are smaller than Su.

Jia Cong didn't say that this was done by Jia Yu, but in this situation, who would think that it was not his father? This poem not only shows off the literary brilliance, but even the father's love for his son is vividly displayed on the page. Now how the two Lao Tzu poets have taken a back seat, judging from the selection of poems alone, Jia Cong has already won. Several adults couldn't help but praise it, and some people shook their heads and read it out.

Su Zheng listened to the secret praise in his heart, and became more and more convinced of what Lin Hai said, "Enhou has his own article in his belly, probably because he was born in a gate, he is afraid of being suspicious of the Son of Heaven, and he only covers it up with recklessness", and he couldn't help but feel pity. Seeing Jia Cong's eyes piercing a little, he hurriedly shouted: "Cong'er don't mess around, but you are here to complete the book today." ā€

Jia Cong responded, and quickly returned to the old man's side and pulled his shirt, looking like a good baby.

Su Zheng saw that the entire Hanlin Academy was looking at him, so he hurriedly stroked his beard, coughed, and said with a smile: "These are my three disciples, all of whom are shallow in their knowledge and have little knowledge. "I don't hide my face. Everyone praised each other, and flattery erupted for a while. It's just that some people saw Jia Cong dangling Su Zheng's mink fur and squinted with a smile, without restraint, and they felt a little sorry that this son was not very humble.

At this moment, the young man's parents finally walked out, looked at him and said, "You usually only think that you are better than the rest of the world, but now you know that there are people outside the world?" ā€

The boy lowered his head and blushed.

His father stepped forward and bowed his hand to Su Zheng: "The child is arrogant and rude, and I still look at the old man Haihan." ā€

Su Zheng also replied: "It's just a child, a tall man is a good poet!" ā€

That Gao Hanlin humbled himself again and again, and praised: "The father of the disciple is also very talented." ā€

Jia Cong cheekily acquiesced for Jia Yu.

After a few pleasantries, someone came to ask Su Zheng what the names of the three disciples were, and Su Zheng naturally introduced them headed by Mi'er. Hearing that they were all surnamed Jia, and Jia Cong and Jia Huan shouted 'Brother Er', everyone thought they were cousins of the family. Someone asked him what his father did, and he calmly said, "It's a shopkeeper of a trading house." Immediately, the faces of several people changed, and it was obvious that they looked down on them as the children of merchants; It's just that the kid from the Gao family has already gone back with a nose, and he doesn't dare to act rashly. There are also those who see that they are good, and they come to take the initiative to get acquainted, and they take the lead in talking to them, and Jia Cong and Jia Huan continue to pretend to be a little follower and occasionally pretend to be cute. Mi'er has his own talent in his womb, and he is very good, and he has a rough understanding of some talented students.

After a while, the crowd began to write the whole book. Because these scholars are quite in awe of books and Hanlin Academy, they are really cautious. It's just inevitable that some people are reluctant to let go of a good book, so they hold it and stand next to it to read. Like the broken window effect, one person reads it, and immediately there is a second look, and after a while, I see that the Hanlin Courtyard is full of people holding books and standing there without moving.

Jia Cong took a look, do you want to be so unkind to give my husband face, is it easy for my husband to play a fresh game at such an old age, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Many people are lazy and pretend to be reading." Suddenly, the faces of those who read the books changed, and they hurriedly closed the books and went to work; There are really obsessed ones, and their parents wake up. Su Zheng glared at Jia Cong, because it was too far away, he didn't know at all. Everyone secretly judged that Su Zheng, a little disciple, was a reckless character, even if he was a little smart, he was very easy to sinner.

While resting at noon, Jia Cong quietly pulled Su Zheng and said, "Sir, although it is for nothing, do you also give us a small reward?" ā€

Su Zheng glanced at him: "What the hell is the idea?" ā€

Jia Cong said: "When the books are sorted out, let's copy the books for a day, okay?" ā€

Su Zheng looked up and saw that many young students had only hurriedly grabbed two mouthfuls of food and went to read before they started work, so they nodded and said, "It's rare for you to come here." I'll go back and talk to you about it. ā€

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Mr. only mentions yƬ, and no one objects to Guan Bao - unless there are no children and grandchildren who can grow faces to bring these days." ā€

Su Zheng glared at him: "Eat and sleep, don't sleep!" ā€

Jia Cong hurriedly responded and bowed his head to eat. Jia Huan laughed beside him.

At this time, a young man who was usually good with the son of the Gao family happened to pass by their table, glanced at them a few times, and suddenly provoked: "I don't know how much Master Su is, he can buy such an expensive and rare mink fur." Could it be that he is greedy for ink? Or was it sent by a merchant? ā€

How can Su Zheng's identity be against one of his children? Mi'er and Jia Huan both looked at Jia Cong, and this kind of thing was originally his strength.

Jia Cong said curiously: "Why do people in the world now think that the Hanlin Academy also has greed for ink?" I always thought that this was the Qingshui Yamen, and even the money for repairing the house was donated by others. ā€

Although Su Zheng was grateful to the fourth prince for funding the renovation of the Hanlin Academy, he was a minister of the saint after all, and when he heard the prince he gave money called "someone else", he couldn't help but laugh.

Without waiting for the young man to refute, Jia Cong's face was exaggerated, his mouth opened wide, and he continued: "Is it a bribe in the imperial examination?" Oh, it's just that my husband hasn't had a question for the imperial examination for many years recently. ā€

How did the young man not know that the Hanlin Courtyard was the Qingshui Yamen? He said this in the last sentence, thinking that the mink Qiu was sent by the child's family, and he wanted to lead the matter to the copper smell of their merchants' children. Jia Cong deviated a few words, and immediately became suspicious, and the adults, especially those who had written the questions for the imperial examination, were probably greedy for ink. The literati of the Hanlin Academy have always regarded themselves as honest and poor, and when they heard the words, they threw away countless angry eyes. He was in a hurry, stammering and speechless.

Jia Cong said lazily: "But you guessed right, my husband's big Qiu is indeed a thank you gift from my father." Mr. taught us brothers carefully every day, and refused to accept even Shu Xiu, but we consumed a lot of paper, pen, ink and inkstone from him every day. They often keep us to eat, and we don't pay for food. Where is my dad embarrassed? Any change of person will feel that there is something wrong with Mr. Yu? Now in such a cold day, my father is afraid that he will be vulnerable to cold when he is old, so he gave this clothes as a gift. Everyone in the world knows that mink skin is precious, but they forget that this thing is originally a good product to protect against the cold. Is it deliberately cold in order to show that it is incorruptible and not rich? Isn't putting the cart before the horse? Like my husband, not despise cheap things, and do not delay expensive things for false fame, which is the style of real celebrities. ā€

At the end of the sentence, Gao Hanlin actually took the lead in applauding. Su Zhengle's beard was puffed up, and when he saw that everyone gathered around him to congratulate him on accepting the high apprentices, he hurriedly stood up and threw his hands on all sides. The young man's uncle came to apologize for his nephew. How can Su Zheng deal with children? He has gained face, but he has said many good things for him. But no one asked who Jia Cong's father was, and they all defaulted to him as the shopkeeper of another trading house.

Jia Cong saw that he had shown his face twice today, and he didn't dare to toss anymore, and others also knew that others were small and didn't dare to provoke him, but he was safe and sound in the afternoon. Because the elders originally like children with a calm temperament, Xiao Gangya like Jia Cong and a little girl like Jia Huan are mostly brothers who help behind the talented heroes in the comments, so the children are becoming more and more attention-grabbing. Someone also quietly squeezed his eyebrows and inquired that the purse on his waist was given by his lover, and he hurriedly said: "This is a gift from my sister." The man was overjoyed, pulled him to say good things for a long time, and left with a smile.

On the carriage back from this day, Jia Cong snorted: "I just forgot one thing." Sir, who is the one surnamed Gao and the rude one later? Why are they all wearing valuable gowns? Isn't it also Hanlin? The same Qingshui Yamen, how can it be so much taller than Mr. Yulu, and give the child a dark cloud leopard dangling? Hey, I could have just taken this back, how good. ā€

Su Zheng glanced at him and said, "Fortunately, you didn't expect it at that time." The two of them are cousins, and their mothers are both aunts and grandmothers in the Liujia Mansion of Liguo Gong, and these two uncles were both sons-in-law at the bottom of the list. Reasoning, you two should be old relatives, why don't you recognize them? ā€

Jia Cong shuddered: "Fortunately, I don't recognize it." My father doesn't like to associate with these people, and Brother Huan and I are both concubines, and we can't get on the stage. About the second brother of Lian has seen it. Tsk, look at the way they look, that shallow knowledge! I've never seen such a stupid person, it's strange that as the saying goes, one rice raises a hundred kinds of people. Having a brother Baoyu in the house is enough for me to have a headache. ā€

What he said was too polite, Su Zheng wanted to scold him for a few mean words, but he was very much in favor of these words, and there were no outsiders in the car, so he didn't say anything.

Jia Huan hurriedly said: "Brother Baoyu is working very hard now, and he is no longer Wuxia Ameng, you don't still look at people with old eyes." ā€

Jia Cong pouted and said, "Yes, yes!" He worked hard, and his poems were all written by him. ā€

Jia Huan was silent. Baoyu has all kinds of crooked talents, and he does not vote for serious knowledge. Although he has worked hard now, his poems are still more than enough and his ideas are a little shallow.

Su Zheng watched from the side, twisting his beard and nodding repeatedly. Although he is still not interested in Baoyu, he loves Jia Huan more and more.

Because of the mention of Baoyu, Jia Cong suddenly remembered someone and asked, "Sir, do you have a Hanlin surnamed Mei here?" ā€

Su Zheng said: "Yes." Mei University is very good at learning. ā€

Jia Cong looked at him and said, "It's very good at learning, so it's worse to come to the side?" ā€

Su Zheng glared and said, "Nonsense! I don't have any dealings with him, I don't know what's beside him. For no reason, you asked him what he was doing? ā€

Jia Cong said: "In the past, I was lying in bed and pretending to be asleep to listen to the gossip of the girls, and the relative who lived in our house, the sister of the Xue family, had a cousin who gave Mei Hanlin's son a few years ago. It's just that she promised this family, and her uncle went, and her aunt was a phlegm, and the girls gossiped and said, I don't know if the Mei family will regret it. ā€

Su Zheng frowned when he heard this: "You are a scholar who reads the books of saints, what do you care about these idle things?" No, like those three aunts and six wives. ā€

Jia Cong tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I heard that my ancestor likes the young lady of the Xue family very much," although they will not be able to see each other until two years," it is rumored that she wants to marry Brother Baoyu. I'm worried about whether my sister-in-law who came to Japan was robbed of it. ā€

Jia Huan was originally crooked in the carriage, but when he heard this, he immediately got up: "Really? How did I hear that it was this Sister Xue right now? ā€

Jia Cong said: "That's what the second wife likes, and the old lady likes the younger one." Both horizontal and vertical are surnamed Xue, and the dowry is about a lot. Although Sister Da Xue's family is wealthier, she has an older brother who is a loser; I heard that Sister Xiao Xue's brother-in-law Xue Zhen is very good, which is completely different from Brother Pan. ā€

Jia Huan hurriedly said: "Amitabha, I only hope that it will be that little Sister Xue who will enter the door in the coming day." Brother Xue is too ...... Too...... I was a little dumbfounded. Sir, do you think that Mehrin will regret his family? ā€

Su Zheng said: "How do I know. But I thought in my heart, if the Mei family has no intention of repentance, why should Shi Taijun rob the daughter of a merchant family as his granddaughter-in-law? Although these boys are smart, they don't know the world is cold. I secretly sighed that although Mei Hanlin was brilliant, he was so marketable.

After a while, Mi'er suddenly spoke: "I thought that there would be many talented scribes in front of people today, but now I look at it, it seems that only Cong'er is a little eye-catching, and others are quite inconspicuous." ā€

Su Zheng said: "This is only the first day, except for those who are anxious and those who can't afford to lose, all the characters who have some calculations will probably press their temperament first, and look at the depth of others." ā€

Jia Huan turned his head to look at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong snorted: "Look at what I'm doing? The master is such a personality, and the same is true for the temple test in the sun. ā€

Su Zheng said with a smile: "That's it, it's a palace test if you open your mouth and close your mouth, and you can take a show before you come." ā€ć€‚

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