Chapter 369: A New Storm in Jiafu
Before Jia Cong left Wuzhong, he sent a copy to the local bureaucrats at all levels, from the governor, the Taoist to the prefect, all of whom were familiar with him and had a close relationship.
At that time, the most profitable books in the society were the eight-strand essays and analysis reviews on the list over the years, and the "three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation" questions, which pitted the money of readers, and Jia Cong used to make money. Other general books don't make a lot of money, or it's more difficult to earn.
The feudal society can make the most money is the private copper coin, private salt, sea trade, Jia Cong has been involved, at present he attaches great importance to the sea trade and strictly controls.
When it comes to books, a book that has nothing to do with the imperial examination was popular in ancient times, and booksellers and engravings were only the foundation, and the important thing was the appreciation of the bureaucrats and gentry.
This can be regarded as an unspoken rule of ancient society, Dong Qichang, Chen Jiru and other famous people in calligraphy and painting, their life trajectories have similar paths.
Because of Jia Cong's strange and ghost stories, as well as his title of champion, the bureaucrats in Wuzhong had their own goals and paid enough attention to it. In the study room of the Governor's Office of Fucheng, Wei Dingguo took the time to turn a few pages and saw the monologue of the prince to the queen in the first few scenes:
"This is a deserted garden, scattered day by day, and all the filthy vines and grass occupy it, and there is such a thing!"
"However, it's not been a month yet β I can't imagine it! Be vulnerable, your name is a woman! She actually married my uncle...... What a sin of haste! So easily and quickly got into the chaotic ....... β¦β¦ Tsunn's quilt! β
The translation is according to the vernacular, concise and elegant rhythm of the citizen culture at that time, and the ancient citizen books are not all classical Chinese, and vernacular slang accounts for a considerable weight, such as three words and two beats, of course, like Jia Cong, a book with very little Chinese, is also very rare.
Prince Hamlet's monologue and accusation, pretending to be deaf and dumb, pretending to be crazy and stupid, are not only very long and extremely rhythmic, and they hit people's hearts directly...... It's like it's nothing, and it's a good scolding! β
The book is indirectly interspersed with Hamlet's love for Philia and all kinds of conspiracy and hypocrisy, and the script genre created by world-class screenwriters is not intriguing, and there is little idle writing, compared with the lengthy, boring, obscure, and esoteric language of the time, this feeling is really refreshing and has a unique experience.
In particular, Wei Dingguo's long-term officialdom touched him even more, and he commented: "It's good to read, is this the history of Western countries?" and the Three Kingdoms and the Tang Dynasty of Journey to the West, there are also similarities, but there are some historical allusions, which I don't understand very clearly. β
Wei Ruolan said: "Regarding the historical allusions in the book, Shanhai Books has been translating the school magazine, and most of them involve Greek mythological stories. β
"We have also come into contact with Western churches, calendars, astronomy, etc., and when we look at them today, we feel that their cultural accumulation is far inferior to that of China." Wei Dingguo shook his head lightly: "I want to come to Jia Cong just to have nothing to do, and it is boring to go back to Beijing to keep filial piety, so I can use it as a pastime." β
He doesn't think it will have any big impact, after all, the country's history and culture are too deep, and he can't study it all his life, and it is difficult for opera to be elegant, so how can he pay attention to things that are far inferior to himself?
Wei Ruolan pondered for a long time and said: "The child and Zhou Wenbai, Zheng Renfen and others have worshiped him, Zhou Wenbai has learned from the West, and we have worked together and benefited a lot." Speaking of which, the civilization of most Western countries combined is probably comparable to the Four Books and Five Classics. β
"Well, it is not a trivial matter to establish morality, make speeches, and make meritorious contributions, but it remains to be discussed whether translating foreign doctrines belongs to words." Wei Dingguo frowned and thought about it, and after a while, he seemed to think of something, and said: "In the past few years, my father has written letters to Hou Shi Ding and Hou Shi Nai, because his family's daughter has not yet allowed others, and he has been loosened up, but recently his tone has become tight, and I don't know what the two old horsemen are calculating. β
"In this way, isn't there still a book club of the Shanhai League in Jinling, you take the book for a walk, and by the way, go to Li's house for a walk."
"The Li family?" Wei Ruolan withdrew in a sullen voice, not understanding what he meant, the marriage of his children and grandchildren was originally the order of his parents, he couldn't say anything, no matter which family had to accept it. He is Jia Cong's protΓ©gΓ©, and the Liangjiang Battalion Army has an affair with his father and Jia Cong, and he is really tied together, thinking of this, he woke up and said: "The Li family in Jinling is the former son of the country after the priest Li Shouzhong, and now although he is not a powerful person in the court, he is married to the Jia family, is this to make me befriend them, so that they can be tied more firmly......"
Putting down the engraved books, Wei Dingguo weighed his interests, thought about political enemies in all aspects, sighed with apprehension, and personally began to arrange the return of the battalion army, military salaries and merit, etc., and couldn't help but be terrified: "Liu Ting and others did not return after the war, but sat in all parties...... The powerful ministers who have successfully retired in ancient times are all people who know the times, and they know that the rapid retreat is brave, and they immediately let go of the military power before the earthquake...... Although Jia Cong has the great merit of collecting taxes and silver and fixing the South China Sea, this matter is ...... Alas, I don't know what will turn into! May it be all right! β
How do idlers know that most of these high-ranking officials and bigwigs are really worried, and it is no wonder that the disease of wealth is prevalent in the upper class.
When the branches of the book societies in the south engraved and printed books that were unique to the country, and put them out for sale, causing more follow-ups, the news of Jia Cong's return also spread to the official eunuchs and magnates in the 49 cities of Beijing with the urgent delivery of the Tongzheng Division.
Jiajia in Xicheng, Ningrong Street in the south of the clan mansion building is slightly misty, and its Xirong Mansion, the easternmost Jia Amnesty Courtyard of the left, middle and right three cross-courtyards, has set up four or five colorful sheds on the patio, but there are few people who come to mourn.
Xue Baochai wore a filial piety suit, sat in the middle hall to command the entertainment, and Xiangling and Ying'er were their right-hand men.
Ying'er, who was dressed as a young woman, glanced at the second gate, but Sun Fu didn't have time to look at him, and reported: "After the government affairs of the young lady were completed, the West, the South Sea, and the East all ran away, and when I learned that the eldest master was dead, the court played again. β
"In the past few months, people have lost a lot of weight, sick and poor, and since the time I learned that the eldest master died, I have worn filial piety clothes, even when I entered the palace."
In Sun Fu's eyes, Manraka is a Western, and when he heard Jia Cong's wives and concubines, they looked at each other for a while, how much suffering did their men have to suffer?
Xiangling's eyes were full of tears: "How can you go to court then?" β
"It was the Lord of Long Live who personally led the civil and military officials and the noble lords to greet him at the Chaoyangmen Wharf, it is really mighty, and the Lord Cong has been forced to enter the Qinzheng Palace." Sun Fu wiped tears from his eyes outside the door.
The three daughters of the master and servant inside wiped their tears and cried a few times, and then breathed a sigh of relief, Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang, who were sitting in the side hall, walked out, Mrs. Xing opened her big mouth and smiled: "It's still Cong'er fighting for the old lady, why are there fewer people mourning in the past two days?" There are a lot of grass on the wall about the official family, and they are observing the direction of the wind! β
"Long live the hero today, in the next few days, are you still afraid that there will be fewer people giving dowries?"
Ping'er, Li Kun and other housewives also came, and a group of women and mothers-in-law inside and outside, Xue Baochai presided over the funeral for the first time in his life, and in the past two months, he was worried about the safety of his husband. β
"Then this red and white wedding should be more lively later." Ping'er smiled softly: "The so-called end of life." β
If a loved one dies, it is said that it is a sad thing, no problem, but not to say that Zhuangzi's dead wife played the piano and made music, ordinary people do not understand his spiritual realm. Among the ancient officials and people, they also regarded red and white as happy events, and the funeral of marriage and normal death was just as lively and festive, because at that time, it was understood that dying was a good thing, not a bad thing, and early death was of course an exception.
Jia Yu lived a long life, he died of normal old age, and after the age of the sixtieth birthday, it was enough to be regarded as a long life at that time.
Then Jia Qiang, Jia Lian and others came, Jia Baoyu in the crowd cried with red eyes, filial piety neatly, in Jia Baoyu's heart, Jia Yu is closer than Jia Zheng, probably "the relatives are sparse, the sparse are pro", in the big family of Red Mansions, when Jia Baoyu suffered a nightmare, only Jia Yu did not forget to help him in many ways, Jia Zheng to his parents, Jia Yu to his parents, but rarely see family affection.
Lin Daiyu followed on Xue Baochai's side, and the clansmen wore filial piety clothes such as slashing and hemp according to the level of the five suits, Jia Baoyu came over to her side and said: "The eldest master has ascended to immortal, for some reason, compared to the promotion of the prince of Dongfu to immortality a few years ago, it makes me more sad." β
The people who moved to Jinling of the Jia family, the funeral etiquette is more Jiangnan customs, Lin Daiyu was stunned on the portable lamp lit inside and outside the main bed, seeing things and thinking about people, and coldly heard Mrs. Wang's kind voice and said: "You also help a little, how can Baochai be busy alone, they are all married and started a business, not a child." Look at this kid, he has lost a lot of weight. β
Everyone thought that Mrs. Wang was kind-hearted, thought about what people thought, and was anxious about what people were anxious about, and she was really the best housewife elder, the wife in charge, Jia Baoyu was only willing and did not dare to answer.
Soon, Qingwen and Lin Hongyu came in delicately and replied: "Congratulations to Grandma Bao and all the ladies and grandmothers, the Queen Mother, send the chief eunuch to make an edict, summon the wife and grandmother and other women to enter the palace to receive the reward!" β
Seeing these two women, especially Qingwen's eyebrows, Mrs. Wang felt disgusted for no reason, became more and more unhappy, and wondered in her heart: "Why do you call these uneducated girls back and forth?" β
Lin Daiyu didn't have much idea about these, but she was quite unwilling to attack people, unwilling to "see others rise to a tall building", and in the congratulatory sound of the maids, a room of wives and grandmothers hurriedly went to change clothes, some people's faces were shining, the brilliance was infinite, and some people were lonely, secretly calculating.