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When the sky was just dawning, several horsemen escorted a seemingly ordinary carriage from the Xuanzhen Temple in the suburbs. Naturally, the inside of the car was Jia Jing, a fake Taoist priest who had been living in the Xuanzhen Temple and mixing with the Taoist priests, and the escort was of course Jia Zhen and Jia Rong's father and son.
Although Jia Zhen or Jia Rong didn't have any feelings for this father and grandfather, but a filial piety word was placed there, even if Jia Jing scolded them for no reason, they had to listen with a smile, and nodded while listening, echoing Jia Jing's count, and saying that he was a bastard.
At this moment, whether it is Jia Zhen or Jia Rong, their gratitude to Qin Keqing has reached ten percent. When they set off the evening the day before yesterday, they didn't want to bring the carriage with them, but Qin Keqing insisted, seeing that they didn't bring it, he specially sent someone to drive the carriage to follow behind to Xuanzhen Temple. If it weren't for the carriage sent by Qin Keqing, I was afraid that it would be difficult for them to get out of Jia Jing's saliva.
Jia Jingke was born as a Jinshi. You must know that the triennial big competition, only 300 people are taken every year, and there are only three people in the first class and the first. The second class Jinshi was born, with only ninety-seven people, and the remaining two hundred people were Tongjinshi. You must know that the population of the Great Qi Dynasty is more than 100 million (that is, 10,000 people), of which there may be only 80 million with official household registration, and slaves account for three-quarters of them. Can be in the top 100 in the triennial high school entrance examination, which is not full of poetry and books, and the goods that are exported into chapters? Jia Jingshu dropped his son and grandson, and his mouth was like a river, and there was no repetition. There are no dirty words from beginning to end, but the two of them can hear it clearly. I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
Jia Zhen is also slandered. How resolute his father's determination to become a monk was at the beginning, that is, his mother knelt down and begged. His father was unmoved. If it weren't for the fact that the people in the Taoist sect insisted that his father was not qualified enough, if it weren't for the fact that his father couldn't get the degree, Jia Jing wouldn't have known where to run for a long time, would he still be a fake Taoist priest in this Xuanzhen Temple? It's just that he is wearing a Taoist robe and combing a Taoist bun, so he is not a serious Taoist priest, right?
Jia Zhen thought that this time, his father just said that, and he didn't take it seriously. Where to know, it's just a sentence of indeterminacy. In exchange for so much saliva from his father, he is about to drown him, okay?
Jia Zhen is uncomfortable, and Jia Rong is even more uncomfortable. Although the father and son accepted Jia Jing's saliva together, but when they turned around and left Jia Jing, Jia Zhen naturally sprinkled all the anger on Jia Rong, and Jia Rong also held back, and could only take his little servant when he turned around.
The father and son hadn't slept well all night, and it was easy to get through the night, and the eyelids had just been closed. A little Taoist priest came knocking on the door. The sky was about to dawn, and Jia Jing had already gotten up, and he was not happy to see their father and son.
Jia Zhen and Jia Rong had to get up. wiped his face with cold water, pulled the crumpled brocade robe on his body, and trotted to Jia Jing.
I saw Jia Zhen and Jia Rong again. Jia Jing's heart was angry. In order to avoid trouble, he had to nest in the Taoist temple, but he met a wife who only knew how to spoil her son. As a result, this son was not angry. This grandson is not like words. Like when he was young, he got up at the beginning of the day, and when he was young, he had already completed his daily routine recitation task. Look at the son, look at the grandson, a person who is only a few years old, he doesn't get up before three poles a day, is this like a word?
Looking at such a son and grandson, Jia Jing became angry. I wanted to say a few words, but firstly, it was not too early, if I delayed the time, I was afraid that I would not be able to enter the city when the city gate was opened, and secondly, I had already spent so much saliva last night, but it seemed that these two were not the same thing at all. Besides, it's just that I'm tired of myself, and these two little rabbits are afraid that they don't care at all.
Jia Jing snorted, pointed to their clothes, and said, "You are here to ridicule my unkindness as a father and grandfather, and you don't even give you time to change your clothes?" Let you come out in yesterday's clothes and be ashamed? If you study diligently every day, where will you not be able to get up? What are you still doing here? Why don't you go back and pack up and get ready to go home? If you can't be the first to enter the city today, see that I go back and don't break your legs. ”
As soon as Jia Zhen heard this, she knew that she had passed the test, and hurriedly ran away with her son.
Speaking of the extravagance and pomp of the Rongguo Mansion in the past, in fact, Ning Guofu was not far behind, especially after Jia Zhen became the master, he almost did not turn Ning Guofu over. It's just that Jia Jing is still alive, and he was born as a Jinshi, if he knew about it, Jia Zhen would definitely not be able to run a beating. Therefore, Jia Zhen tried her best to hide from her father, and she didn't dare to go too far and let outsiders bring her words to Jia Jing. But the car that Ning Guofu uses every day is still too luxurious for Jia Jing.
However, Qin Keqing has always been empathetic. Even if he had never met with this grandfather, he had also heard about the old things of the grandfather, so when choosing a car, he specially chose the largest one in the house (with Jia Jing's identity, he must use the largest car in Ningguo's mansion), and the colored ropes, knots, tassels and other things that were originally used for decoration were removed, and even the curtains of the high-grade palace silk hanging on them were replaced with more rustic materials. But Rao is like this, Jia Jing still thinks that the carving of the car is too exquisite, and the wood used is too conspicuous, so it is not a blessing to be so extravagant.
Hurry up, when they arrived at the city gate, Jia Jing Jia Zhen and others were not the first, and there were already people waiting at the city gate. There are also baskets and other objects on the side of the road to occupy the position. Jia Zhen was in a hurry, and shouted to the little guys to throw aside those things that were blocking the way.
The little servants responded loudly, but Jia Jing in the carriage was unhappy: "I always knew that you were a person who didn't know what to do, but you really didn't know what to do." Could it be that it is wrong to say that people have come a long time ago? It's obvious that you got up late and delayed the time, but you spread your anger on other people's heads, you are all the ones who want to hold your grandson, when will you be able to grow up? ”
In front of the public, Jia Zhen didn't dare to show any anger, but hunched over and nodded on horseback, saying that what his father said.
Jia Jing also knows that it is not good to let his son be too shameless. As soon as she lifted the curtain, Jia Rong immediately went to the stool herself. Waiting for my grandfather to get out of the car. Although Jia Jing is wearing a coarse cyan robe, Jia Rong is a noble son with red lips and white teeth and a full body of ayaluo. The Taoist who can let such a noble son serve is not an ordinary person. The owner of the tea house on the side immediately came to serve in person. He took a bowl of tea and said, "Your Excellency, please rest your feet first." It's still half an hour away. ”
Jia Rong took the tea, first to his grandfather, then to his father, and the last bowl was his own. After driving for so long, he was also thirsty, so he took the tea and poured it down. Who would have thought that the tea was so bitter and astringent that it could hardly be swallowed. Jia Rong wanted to throw it up. But when I saw my grandfather eating tea without changing his face, he had to grit his teeth and swallow it, but he choked and coughed repeatedly.
Jia Jing just looked at Jia Rong when she choked, and when he saw that Jia Rong was fine, he didn't say anything.
The owner of the tea house looked at Jia Jing'an like Mount Tai, and said with a smile: "The noble person went to participate in the flower festival?" ”
"How do you know?"
The noble man laughed, if he didn't go to the flower festival, why did the noble person dress up like this. What a prescient man he was. If you don't come early, I don't know when you will be able to enter the city. If you're unlucky. I'm afraid I'll have to wait until tomorrow. ”
When Jia Rong heard this, she couldn't help but blurt out: "Really? ”
The owner of the tea house said: "Look at what you said, the villain has been here for thirty years, don't talk about this time." Ten years ago, twenty years ago, it was like that. The nobles came early. After a slight delay, I went in. If it is close to noon, you will not be able to enter until the evening. If it's a little later. I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the next day to go in. Yesterday, the son of a powerful family called the door under the city, but he was taken in by the Beijing camp for his disrespectful speech. ”
Jia Jing said: "That's not the case. Although it is said that there are flower pujas every year. But like this year, even the Song Guoshi from the south also came, but it will only happen once in ten years. This is a grand event for the Daomen to face ordinary people, but unfortunately, the post is too rare. Posts donated with silver do not show the immortal masters. I've been disappointed a few times before, and I don't know if I'll be able to do it this time. ”
The owner of the tea house said: "Yo, nobleman, can you get the post?" ”
Jia Jing said: "It's not me, it's my cousin's daughter." He was favored by the immortal master, and he got a silver foil post a few days ago. My cousin also paid a special visit to the national teacher, and the national teacher said that this post was indeed the famous post of a master in the Daomen. No, I also want to borrow the light of my niece to see it. ”
The owner of the tea house hurriedly said: "Oh, the post of silver foil was personally approved by the national teacher." Noble, rejoice. Maybe there will be a fairy girl in the house. ”
Jia Jing waved his hand and said, "My niece is still young." If it weren't for my cousin's words, I would have come back. I'm already an old bone, and if I can't go in and see and see, I'm always unwilling. I hope that God will follow people's wishes and comfort me in my life. ”
As he spoke, Jia Jing arched his hand to the heavens.
Seeing Jia Jing's appearance, the owner of the tea house was also embarrassed. Ordinary people can't even guarantee three meals a day, where do they have the financial resources to ask for immortals? But in this way, there are also people who give up their wives and children to be Taoist servants themselves. The person in front of him has children and grandchildren, and he is not such a heartless person, this is one of them. Second, since Daomen is the state religion, even Banzai is very devout to the national teacher, which shows that the national teacher is not idle. The cousins of this family were able to see the national teacher, it can be seen that it is a rich and noble family, fortunately, he has never offended the other party, otherwise, this tea shop was lifted, and it was also his destiny.
There were also a few people who looked like old farmers on the side who heard the conversation of these people, and they didn't care about resting, so they went up and moved their baskets, flat shoulders and other things to the side, and let everyone in the Jia family go first.
When the arrangements were made, there was a noise on the tower, and after a while, the heavy gate slowly opened, but the time came.
At the beginning of the day, the day was already very high, and even Ningrong Street was full of people coming and going. Jia Zhen originally wanted to ask his father to go back to his house first, rest for a while, and let him have time to say hello to Jia Yu by the way, but he didn't expect that his father couldn't wait for a moment, so he came directly to the first-class Shenwei General's Mansion in the west.
The chief housekeeper of Ning Guofu saw that his uncle and young master were escorting a car to Xifu, and hurriedly let people go in to inform the two grandmothers, and he trotted up all the way to serve.
Let's talk about Jia Yu, he asked his son to go to Zhang's house to study early in the morning, but at this time, he had just finished eating with his daughter, youngest son and two nieces and granddaughters. I'm sitting in the suite drinking tea. When he heard that Jia Jing was coming, he immediately understood. asked Jia Jing and his son to go to the inner study, and asked their daughter and nephew to prepare. After a little tidying up his clothes, he walked out with square steps.
The inner study is located on the west side of the first entrance of Jia Yu's courtyard, which is familiar and unfamiliar to Jia Jing. The location of the study is unfamiliar, but the layout of the study is familiar to Jia Jing. Standing here, under the window of this room is a large red sandalwood desk, Jia Jing still remembers that this table is the collection of Mrs. Gu, and Mrs. Gu feels sorry for her eldest grandson who is raised in front of her. gave this desk to Jia Yu. As for those bookshelves, they are made of camphor wood, and they are still made of nearly ninety years old camphor wood, in order to prevent moths.
Jia Jing still remembers that Jia Zheng's study was all red sandalwood, so he laughed at Jia's mother and Jia Zheng more than once, whose bookshelves and bookboxes were not made of camphor wood? Using rosewood as a bookshelf is not only a nouveau riche pie, but also can't prevent moths, and people who don't love books will do such a thing.
It's the tables and chairs. It is good to use red sandalwood, not to mention that it is comfortable to sit, and it also exudes a fragrance of meditation and condensation, which is not helpful for reading.
Sit in the study. Looking up at forty-five degrees, his gaze fell on the beam above the bookshelf, and Jia Jing fell into memory. Farewell for many years. Things look like people. He is no longer the high-spirited Jinshiro at the beginning, and this cousin who looks at the big next room is no longer the sad person who was like a dead heart.
Jia Jing is reminiscing. Jia Yu, who stepped into the door, was really stunned when he saw Jia Jing. Twenty or thirty years have passed. The cousin didn't look like much had changed. In addition to the gray hair, his face was still ruddy, as if time had slowed down on him, which was like himself, he was completely an old man. Not only are the corners of the eyes drooping badly, but even the cheeks can clearly see the traces of age.
Seeing Jia Jing looking over, Jia Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "Cousin." ……”
Jia Jing sighed and said, "Brother Forgiveness, after many years of separation, you and I are already old." ......" In Jia Jing's impression, this cousin was still a little ghost who was holding a textbook and chasing him with a pair of bright eyes, but now he is a bad old man.
Jia Yu's eyes narrowed.
Rub, good cousin, you came to see my jokes, right? You left the family affairs and went to repair, but I was a dead son and a dead wife, and I was treated as a fool. After so many years, the cousin on the other side, who is a round older than him, looks just like a middle-aged man, and his son Jia Zhen looks like a brother. If outsiders see it, they still think they are brothers.
Jia Yu coughed twice and said, "I heard that my cousin wants a post?" ”
Jia Yu watched Jia Jing grow up, how could Jia Jing not understand such a look?
Jia Jing said: "Brother Xian, didn't you get it?" ”
Jia Yu took out two posts from his arms and shook them in front of Jia Jing's eyes: "Cousin, please see, there should be nothing wrong with the apricot yellow flower posts for royals and celebrities, right?" ”
Jia Jing's eyes had long been glued to the two posts in Jia Yu's hand, Jia Yu's hand moved to the left, he looked to the left, Jia Yu's hand was to the right, and he followed to the right. Repeated like this several times, Jia Jing himself was impatient, he pounced on it to grab it, Jia Yu withdrew his hand, and Jia Jing pounced.
Jia Jing finally focused his eyes on Jia Yu's body: "Brother Forgiveness, what do you mean by this?" ”
Jia Yu said: "Cousin, what do you say? ”
Jia Jing said: "Did the virtuous brother forget it, how did the foolish brother give up his time to study to guide the virtuous brother's homework?" ”
Jia Yu said: "Cousin, the so-called review of the old and learn the new. Cousin, you instruct the younger brother, why not review the homework, the younger brother asks the cousin for homework, it is not to help the cousin consolidate the foundation. Cousin, is the younger brother right or no? ”
Jia Jing said: "Brother Xian, I think you forgot about it, but my niece said, let me enlighten my nephew, and get a post for me." The virtuous brother won't let his niece lose his trust? ”
Jia Yu said: "My girl only said that she would help get one more post, but she didn't say that she must give it to her cousin." Cousin, don't you say? ”
Jia Jing was stunned for a moment, looked at Jia Yu, and said, "How can I be so easy, you are a virtuous brother who came to see me, and it turned out that you were waiting for me here." Say, what do you want? Is it Dong Yuan's painting in my private collection, or is it Wang Xizhi's character copied by Chu Suiliang? ”
Jia Yu shook his head and said, "Cousin, is the younger brother this kind of person who snatches people's love?" Both of these things are the cousin's beloved things, and the younger brother would not do such a thing. ”
Jia Jing frowned and said, "What do you want from this kid?" Say! I don't like to twist and turn. As long as I can do it, I will fulfill your wishes. ”
Jia Yu said: "That little brother has thanked his cousin first." My cousin can do it. ”
"Huh?"
Jia Jing suddenly had a bad premonition, and only listened to Jia Yu: "As long as my cousin enlightens a few children in my family." ”
Jia Jing thought he had misheard: "What did you say?" Enlighten your children? ”
Jia Yu said: "That's right, starting from my girl, including my youngest son, as well as the granddaughter of my adopted second sister's family, I will have a grandson in the future, and I will also ask my cousin." ”
Jia Jing was speechless for a long time. He looked left and right, and saw that Jia Yu didn't seem to be joking, so he almost jumped up: "What did you say?" You asked me, a person from Jinshi, to teach your daughter? You've got a broken skull, right? Fever, right? ”
Jia Yu said: "Cousin, this matter is not a difficult matter for you. My daughter also has to learn to be a housekeeper, and it doesn't take much time every day, so what do you refuse to do so quickly? ”
Jia Jing said: "What kind of bastard are you talking about, who invited Jinshi to be Mr. Xixi for the girls in the family?" ”
Jia Yu said: "Yes, my brother-in-law invited the daughter of our fourth sister to be a dismissed official who was also from a Jinshi in the south. ”
Jia Jing was so choked that he couldn't speak, and after a while, he blew his beard and glared and said, "You still have two sons, it's too much for your daughter." ”
Jia Yu said: "That's." Sons, how can you support the family business without beating? It's a girl, it doesn't hurt much now, when will it hurt? Since I can invite my cousin, do I still want to treat people who don't know the roots? ”
Jia Jing sulked angrily for a while, and then said, "I haven't raised my own daughter like this." ”
Jia Yu said: "That's right, when the next year comes, just let my niece study with our Cong'er." ”
Jia Jing was stunned for a moment and said, "How old is your little son this year?" ”
Jia Yu said: "I just passed my first birthday. ”
Jia Jing snorted and said, "You gave birth to a good daughter, and your son is also angry." Twenty or thirty years from now, maybe I'll have to take care of my first two things at home. Let's just make a good fate. ”
When Jia Yu saw that there was a door, he immediately said in a loud voice: "Girl, you come in, you Jing Uncle agreed." ”
Jia Jiu at the door immediately came in with his younger brother and the Zhang sisters, Jia Jiu entered the house, walked in front of Jia Jing, put down his younger brother, and gave Jia Jing tea first, and when Jia Jing ate, he recognized Master Meng on behalf of his younger brother, and then it was the turn of Zhang Qian and Zhang Qing sisters.
Zhang Qing was bold, and secretly looked at Jia Jing by apprenticing to the teacher and offering tea. This is okay if you don't look at it, and when you look at it, he is immediately dumbfounded.
He originally thought that the 87th version of Dream of Red Mansions had been highly restored to the original work, but he didn't expect that this Jia Jing was not the thin appearance on TV at all. Although he is also wearing a Taoist robe, his handsome face and melancholy eyes, where is the sloppy Taoist priest, is it simply a beautiful uncle who appeared at the beginning of a TV series?
I rub.
Zhang Qing was complaining frantically in his heart, but this action was really clever, and after the apprenticeship, he stood obediently on the side, but a pair of eyes couldn't help but aim at Jia Jing's face.
His anomaly naturally caught Jia Jing's attention.
Jia Jing said: "Girl, why do you always look at me? ”
Zhang Qing owed a debt and said obediently: "Although there is something similar in appearance, Uncle Zhen and Uncle Xiaorong are not like you at all." ”
When Jia Jing heard this, he laughed and said to Jia Zhen, "Did you hear that?" Do you know those things about you when I don't know? But I didn't know that you couldn't even hide such a little girl. Let's be honest. If you are still in Jinling, the emperor is far away, but this is Beijing, you think no one knows. If someone really impeaches you, you just wait to take the title and go to jail. I can't save you. ”
Jia Zhen could only laugh and keep nodding her head. (To be continued......)