Jia Cong asked the little sage to sell his title, and the white-bearded monk was suddenly annoyed: "Nonsense! Your family's titles were earned by your great-grandfathers and grandfathers, so how can you buy and sell them? ”

Jia Cong said casually: "Oh, that's it, it's always right to exchange credit for a title.||For every two people who watch romance, there is an account that has registered a small ° Say ° network. The little saint is short of food and clothing, and he can be regarded as a meritorious service if he sacrifices some silver money for his ministers. ”

The monk said: "That's where the courtier's job lies." ”

"Forget it. doesn't even have the benefit of a false name, who gave him money in vain. ”

The monk choked.

Jia Cong said: "Today's Yan King is different from the old Cao Cao. King Yan was originally the son of the first emperor and the younger brother of the emperor, but the little sage was not established by the emperor. Cao Cao pretended to be pretending to leave a few old ministers for Liu Xiel, because Liu Xie's name was right. And the little sage is half a pound and eight taels compared to King Yan, and no one is orthodox. In the same way, there was no need for ordinary courtiers to pay tribute to him. He doesn't give ideas in exchange, why should people provide him for nothing? Besides, it's not anyone who buys and sells it. Our family is like this, and they are originally the descendants of Rong Guogong, so renew the cup...... Well, it's no problem to renew the title; Rebels and thieves won't sell them to them. If I'm afraid that his children are not sensible, wouldn't it be good to ask the Empress Dowager to help check it? ”

The monk waved his hand and said, "You don't know. The little saint is young. As soon as this matter started, even if he would weigh it a few times in the early years, after a few years he tasted the sweetness, and gradually it became chaotic. The Empress Dowager lives a long life, and there will always be a day to go. ”

Jia Cong smiled: "You are too worried. Isn't there still King Yan? King Yan's temperament, willing to let him mess around? Besides, if a wealthy businessman in Suzhou wants to buy a knighthood for nothing, he must have to pay a lot of money, right? Will King Yan allow the little sage to have so much money in his hands? If King Yan sells his lord, will the rest of the princes agree? There is an advantage of equal distribution in the world, that is, there are so many containments that no one dares to mess around, and those who are attacked by the group will die first. ”

"Hiss......" The monk let him go around, and only after a while did he say, "There is some truth in it." ”

Jia Cong said proudly: "Am I smarter than Sister Lin?" ”

The monk glanced at him: "You are too out-of-the-box to learn to soldier." ”

Jia Cong shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't think about learning either. I'm just a staff member, and I can't be in charge of commanding a thousand armies. ”

The monk snorted, "You kid still has a little self-knowledge. ”

Jia Cong whistled, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, did those little wives of the former Emperor Taishang become nuns?" ”

The monk snorted: "It's the matter that is so troublesome." The life and death of the Emperor Taishang are uncertain, and none of his concubines can leave the palace. ”

Jia Cong squinted at him and said, "In addition to the seventy-two concubines of the three palaces and six courts, as well as the palace aunts and eunuchs who serve beside these women, there are so many of these populations, right?" So the cost of the palace is still very high, right? The monk nodded. Jia Cong said, "My idea is to let all these palace aunts out of the palace and find someone to marry quickly." There are more men who can't marry wives, and as long as they go out of the palace like this are not too picky, there will definitely be people rushing to marry. No matter what rank the concubines are, they are all ordained as Taoist aunts. When will the emperor come back, and when will he still be vulgar. In the Taoist temple, there is no need to provide for them too much, naturally there are pilgrims who pay for it, and they themselves have to do some ordinary work, isn't it good to exercise their bodies? There are only four kinds of masters in the palace: the queen mother, the underage princess and the little saint, and their biological mother. The eunuchs stayed in the palace to clean up, and there must be someone to guard the door of a huge palace. This saves a lot of money. These people, the little sage sold a few titles, and they can probably support them. Nai sighed, "King Yan still has a good conscience, and if he changes others, what will become of this palace is uncertain." ”

The monk was stunned, a wry smile flashed across his face, and he shook his head and said, "That's it." What school did you say you were going to? ”

Jia Cong stood up with a "snort": "Let's go quickly, otherwise class will be over." But he got up and went out. The monk glanced at the door and then at the window, and followed. Naturally, no one was eavesdropping outside the door, and Gong Bai and the others were still sitting in place to discuss the matter.

Jia Cong and the white-bearded monk went out of the prefect's yamen and did not ride horses, but only waited for the bus and carriage on the side of the road. The monk smiled: "You also came up with this ghost idea?" ”

"It was an idea from the Germans in the West." Jia Cong said, "I copied it." The world is so big, we have to choose its essence and learn it, and the stones of other mountains can attack jade. ”

The monk nodded: "You are a prime minister of the prosperous world." ”

Jia Cong shook his head and said: "When I meet Mingjun, I am the prime minister of the prosperous world, and when I meet Mingjun, I must be a high-roller in the green forest." ”

The monk glared at him, a faint smile in his eyes. Jia Cong saw too much of this kind of look, and their parents had been glaring at him like this since Jia Amnesty, Lin Hai, and Gong Sanyi, and hurriedly replied with a cute smirk.

The two of them went to a primary school first, and they were confronted by a group of lively little boys and girls in physical education class, stepping on the track to run relay races. The monk said, "Why are boys and girls together?" ”

Jia Cong said: "They are still young at this time, and when they are in middle school, it depends on the situation, some schools are divided into men and women, and some are not." The monk glanced at him, and Jia Cong spread his hands, "Dividing men and women is equivalent to having two batches of schools and two batches of gentlemen, which costs a lot of money!" ”

The monk said: "It's just a big defense for men and women? ”

"The defense of men and women is just that the eunuchs are exquisite, how many ordinary people have you seen who are exquisite? Girls should go to the field to farm, and those who should go to the street to sell vegetables. ”

The monk thought about it and said nothing, so the two went around the school. When the monk looked at the classroom, he was shocked: "Are those glasses?" ”

"Well, glass windows. Glass bought from the West. Jia Cong said, "For the brightness of the classroom." No matter how hard you are, you can't be miserable for your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education. These little things are the future of our country—"

He pretended to express his feelings for a long time, although the monk didn't quite understand, but nodded again and again: "It's hard for you to give up." ”

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Hengzhi is my father's money." Just because he is so generous, is he enough to continue to be a national duke? The monk glared at him again. Jia Cong was thick-skinned, grabbed the monk's arm, and half-pulled the family to the principal's office.

The principal recognized Jia Cong and hurriedly stood up: "Why is the third master free today?" ”

Jia Cong pointed at the monk and said, "I'm here to show off, show this master, we have many smart children." ”

The principal took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and said, "I'm afraid that the two of you will have to wait a while, and there will be half an hour before the end of class." ”

"Nothing."

Jia Cong then sat opposite the principal and chatted, talking about topics such as how to discover children's potential, what is good at building blocks in the future, and good at playing cards in the future. The monk couldn't interject, but listened silently. After school one moment, my husband brought a few children. Jia Cong only teased the children and led them to talk. Then he took out a maze problem and gave it to them, and the children gathered together and chattered for a moment before drawing the answer. Jia Cong waved his answer triumphantly at the white-bearded monk, and the monk laughed and laughed.

When he returned on this day, the monk wrote a letter to Jia's horse and sent it back to the capital, and the letter was packed and shipped out of the city that night. The road was safe, and it was not until I left Fujian that someone opened it and copied it, and sent it back to Chengtianfu with a password. In this letter, Jia Cong's bad idea to send the imperial concubine to become a monk. Jia Cong was overjoyed, thought for a moment, did not discuss with Lin Daiyu, Gong Kun and others, and quietly bothered Chen Ruijin to help him write a password urgent letter to Liu Xianglian in Beijing. Chen Ruijin frowned when he heard this, and really wrote it for him.

In the next few days, Jia Cong accompanied the white-bearded monk to walk in various schools in Chengtianfu, saw many top students, and chatted with ordinary children he met in the school. On this day, Jia Cong had just coaxed a little cub to run away happily, and the monk looked at him for a long time and asked, "Where did you learn these words?" ”

"I want to tell you that you're in the movie." Jia Cong stretched, "It's just how to explain the movie?" ”

The monk pondered: "I'm afraid that the poor monk will underestimate you." You kid has a bit of a teacher's ability. ”

Jia Cong waved his hand again and again: "No." I don't have the patience to teach children for a long time, so I can only make a few words and pour chicken soup for the soul. It's just that I know that my natural talent must be useful. For example, Fang Cai, his literacy is slower than that of his classmates, and his arithmetic is not as good as others, but the puppy he draws with a branch is vivid. Why should such a child force others to take the imperial examination? Wouldn't it be nice to be an artist? And the one we met yesterday in Nine. It seems like nothing will come of it, but this kid has excellent patience. Patience is also a talent, I didn't have this in my last life! There are many things he can do in the future. Nai looked at the monk, "Uncle Shi, are these children smart?" ”

The monk said: "There are a few smart ones. The smartest of all was the boy who guessed where we ate and what we ate, but with less courage. It doesn't matter, you can practice. ”

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "That can't be given to you!" That is the only son of our Lord Dong Ming, and we took great effort to abduct from Zhangzhou. And he likes his Lao Tzu's set, and he can be a chief catcher in the future. ”

The monk glared at him and said, "What about the one who drew a map of the West casually?" This kid is naturally commanding, a bit like your grandfather. ”

"My uncle and ancestor!" Jia Cong tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Why do you always look down on such a child?" Aren't ordinary children also smarter? That's our little Yang An, the future pirate! He grew up on a sea ship as a child, and he has traveled more than once in the West, and he has seen much more of the world than I did. We are such a well-versed child. If you want to teach him, move to Chengtianfu, otherwise there is no way. ”

The monk sank his face and said, "This is not possible, that is not possible!" The poor monk took Lin Yatou back. ”

Jia Cong pouted and said, "You are an old monk and an elder, can you be reasonable?" Don't you see it these days? The world out there is changing very fast, and new news comes out every day. Dong Yu and Yang An are both information-oriented talents in the future, and they must not be locked up in the temple, otherwise they will fall behind when they come out. ”

The monk said: "Your Jia Meng is not bad, and he is still your grandfather's great-grandson." ”

"Don't beat his mind!" Jia Cong hurriedly said, "My father will force me to take Western fire. Cannons destroy your Merlin environment! What a pity those plum trees, who provoked whom? ”

The monk said angrily: "He dares! ”

"He absolutely dares!" Jia Cong said, "Although it is very beneficial to learn art from you, my old man is not rare!" Why don't you pick an ordinary kid? They are willing to endure hardship. One is not enough, a few more! Meng'er makes our whole family accustomed to being lively and willful, and there is no concentration at all. ”

The monk glanced at him: "The poor monk didn't think about Jia Meng, but he just tested you." ”

Jia Cong breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "Amitabha, you are really idle." ”

The monk said coldly: "You kid really doesn't take the poor monk seriously." ”

Jia Cong said: "Be reasonable! You always want to kidnap my nephew; My father is such a grandson, I can't ask for his old life. ”

The monk said with a straight face: "Don't you want your grandfather's talent to inherit it?" ”

Jia Cong also had a straight face: "He just inherited my grandfather's Y chromosome." ”

The monk said: "Do you kid look down on my ability?" ”

"How is that possible!" Jia Cong shouted injustice, "Your ability is also my grandfather's ability!" I adore my grandfather the most, okay? But last time, Sister Lin said, it will take ten years to learn art from you! Jia Cong casually took a branch and drew a hand-drawn version of the world map of the soul, "Look, this is the whole world. We only have a little bit of it, and the map of the rest of the country changes every day. Uncle Shi, these children have too much to learn! You can't just learn your craft. He looked at the monk aggrievedly, "You don't want to come here again." ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in the monk's eyes, and he said: "The poor monk swore not to leave the temple in his early years, but this trip still coaxed the little sage to open the golden mouth." ”

"Well, if you don't come out of the old age, you're bound by an oath." Jia Cong smiled sheepishly, "How can it be like the Five Elements Mountain pressing down the Great Sage." The monk recited the Buddha. Jia Cong leaned over and said, "Then you can coax him again and let him free you!" ”

The monk said: "Poor monks are used to being in the temple. Jia Cong didn't look like a fake, so he just stopped.

In the evening, after the two returned home, Jia Cong sat in his room and shouted for tea, Chen Ruijin jumped out of nowhere and said to him: "Beware of your uncle and ancestor." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Ruijin said: "Just now, after you refused to give it to three people in a row, he looked at you from behind and was extremely apologetic. ”

Jia Cong was stunned, nodded and said, "Got it." I'll send someone to watch over the three children. ”

Chen Ruijin shook his head and said, "It's not them, it's you." ”

Jia Cong blinked: "What do I have to worry about, isn't this my sister you?" Chen Ruijin gave him a blank look and left.

On the other side, the pigeon was faster than the horse, and Liu Xianglian received the secret letter before the white-bearded monk. When he translated the code in the letter, he was taken aback and handed it to Qin Keqing. Qin Keqing frowned first, and then said with a smile: "This is an excellent idea. ”

Liu Xianglian also smiled: "I haven't made such a big move for a long time." ”

After a few days, many palace maids and aunts were released in the palace, and all the imperial concubines were sent to Qingyunguan on the outskirts of the city to become monks. These women are all the same as ordinary Taoist aunts. Wearing linen clothes and coarse shoes, he got up early to carry water, chop wood, and do homework. At first, they complained, but because no one took pity on them, they gradually became honest.

On this day, the moon and the dark wind are high, and the entire Qingyunguan is sleeping to death. The next morning, all the Dao Aunts got up and took a look, and those palace concubines and Dao Aunts were all gone! I saw a box of rouge on the offering of the Sanqing Palace, a skewer was pressed on the bottom, a hat was drawn on it, a chicken feather was inserted in the hat, and two lines of poetry were written: "In the old days, the swallow in front of the palace hall flew into the homes of ordinary people." The signature was: "Robin Hood the Thief".

Zhao Cheng of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division arrived immediately, and when he saw the painting and handwriting, he was worried: there were two Robin Hoods in Beijing, and it was obvious that the one behind was the one who copied the one in front. This one is different from the first two, and he is a new Robin Hood.