Chapter 12: Let the Tiger Return to the Mountain
Emperor Yongxi exclaimed: "Seven or eight years old can do things so safely and beautifully? Dai Quan saw that Emperor Yongxi was interested, so he smiled and said: "Who said it wasn't, if it weren't for this Jia Jing standing up tonight to turn the tide, Ming'er might not know how many people would laugh at the Jia family, and the reputation of the Jia family in Ningguo would really stink." ”
Dai Quan said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this Jia Jing's actions are quite similar to the master's actions back then. Emperor Yongxi knew that Dai Quan was patting himself on the back and said that when he ascended the throne to clean up the mess for the Emperor Taishang, he turned the tide, although Emperor Yongxi didn't like others to pat on the back, but he was still useful in his heart, so he pointed at him and scolded with a smile: "Sycophant!" ”
Dai Quan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's just a matter of not investigating, but this investigation thinks this Jia Jing is really strange." Emperor Yongxi raised his eyebrows and looked at Dai Quan playfully: "What a strange method?" ”
Dai Quan knew that Emperor Yongxi saw his intentions, so he laughed and said: "It's really not a slave who says good things to people, the slave hasn't even seen this child's face, but just said a strange thing to relieve the master's boredom." Emperor Yongxi waved his hand and said, "Okay, if you want to say it, say it quickly." ”
Dai Quan nodded and said: "The slave holding His Majesty's blood drops thought that this wind and grass all over the capital could not escape His Majesty's holy eyes, but he didn't know that such a prodigy was missing. Emperor Yongxi automatically ignored Dai Quan's sycophants and blinked his thin Danfeng eyes and said, "Prodigy? ”
Dai Quan said: "Xu is Ning Guogong Fawei really can't see his descendants like this, and he actually descended such a prodigy, it was not unusual at first, only three or four years old suddenly knew how to read and break words, and he was better than a Taoist priest in reciting scriptures, and when he was six years old, he was even more amazing, and he even wrote words in a good way!" ”
Emperor Yongxi replied with a faint face: "Oh, yes." "He has seen many talents and beautiful jade for the world's supreme talent, prodigies are there every year, and it is no exaggeration to say that the prodigies of hundreds of millions of people in Shenzhou have caught up with the river sand, is it useful?
How many of the cabinet chiefs are child prodigies? How many of the generals are prodigies? Counting the characters in history, one of them is counted as one when they become famous, and almost all of them are not prodigies, so prodigies are a rarity for the people, but for the superiors, this thing is not a halo, Zhang Juzheng is also a prodigy, not the mosquito who has been fighting in the Hanlin Academy for more than 20 years sits on the cold bench and sits on the cold bench from a handsome guy to a handsome uncle to dominate the world?
Dai Quan also guessed Emperor Yongxi's thoughts, so he took out two rubbed couplets from his arms and said, "Master, you have your palm." Emperor Yongxi didn't care about a glance, but he was suddenly sucked in his gaze, Dai Quan smiled, he has served this lord for half his life, and he still doesn't know what this lord is good about?
Emperor Yongxi is not good at anything, he is diligent and thrifty, not good food, not good wealth, not good palace, and even doesn't pay much attention to beauty, if it weren't for the queen's general election, this lord would not be able to enter the harem for ten days and half a month to live for two days.
It is such an emperor who cares about the world without desires, he doesn't love anything else but loves calligraphy, and he is almost obsessed with famous calligraphy, Emperor Yongxi is good at calligraphy, but he doesn't have time to practice calligraphy, so he likes good calligraphy more and more, and appreciates good calligraphy more and more.
Emperor Yongxi looked at the two couplets written by Jia Jing, his upright and atmospheric face was like King Kong's angry eyes, and there was a bit of dust and immortality, as if the Zhenwu Emperor was majestic, Emperor Yongxi nodded and exclaimed: "Good words, good words!" Good union! Good union! ”
In fact, Emperor Yongxi appreciated this couplet more than this word.
"The earthquake in the north, the majestic wind through the sun and the moon; Finely divided into water, soaring murderous and solemn! Good union! All right! ”
Emperor Yongxi was amazed and said: "The words are good, the coupling is better, the words can be practiced, but without this spirituality and this character, you will never be able to write such words in your life!" Can't write such a couplet! Emperor Yongxi rarely did not return to work immediately, but looked at this couplet over and over again.
Emperor Yongxi pondered for a long time before he said calmly: "You are a good slave, but you really share your worries for me...... Dai Quan said happily: "If you are a master, it is the duty of a slave to share the worries of the master, and the slave is only afraid that he will be able to do more for the master." ”
Emperor Yongxi ignored him and looked at the two couplets with a deep groan, his fingers lightly tapped on the dragon chair as if thinking about something, and after a long time, he gently shook his head and muttered in a voice that Dai Quan could barely hear: "Not yet, it's too young...... Premature grace is not the way to preserve...... Now that it is launched, I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public, and it will not be used......" Dai Quan hurriedly lowered his head, looked at his nose, nose and mouth, closed his ears and hid aside.
After a long time, I heard Emperor Yongxi's flat voice: "Spread the decree, although Jia Jing is in white clothes and has no merit for the country, he will recite his grandfather's merits and posthumously bestow the post of five grades." Let his descendants enter the capital through the gate of the north, and enter the funeral of his private place. Let the descendants return to their hometowns after the funeral, and give sacrifices to Guanglu Temple according to the above rules. In the court, the prince and the prince allowed him to worship and hang. Chin this. ”
Dai Quan took the order, and Emperor Yongxi's dark Danfeng eyes flashed, Jia Jing ...... It can be of great use, now his identity is not enough, the emperor took Jia Daishan as the founding leader to balance the heroes of Hongzhi, after Jia Daishan's death, he thought that the glory of the Jia family was over, and from now on it will slowly decline, but as a result, Rongguo Mansion stopped Ning Guofu actually popped up with such a person! And he happens to lack a representative figure in the military to rectify the heroes of Hongzhi, which shows that the Jia family will not die......
At this time, even Emperor Yongxi was a little envious of the Jia family, it didn't matter if the family was wasted, as long as there was a good person, the whole family would be affected by the rest, and it didn't matter if this person died for a few years or even decades, and immediately another one came up! Isn't this a proper century-old wealth? This is the reason why the family is undefeated......
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"Grass people, thank the emperor!" Jia Jing received the grace, Dai Quan picked him up with a smile and said: "Your Majesty remembered that Ning Guogong had such a reward, and carried the coffin into the city late at night, do you understand?" ”
Jia Jing said respectfully: "Although the grass people are young, they also know how long this is, the Jia family has always been a loyal family, in the past, from the time of Taizu Longxing, the men of the Jia family died in battle, that is, the second prince of Rongning was also seriously injured and dying, the Jia family has always advanced and retreated with the heavenly family, and now His Majesty has given such kindness, although the grass people are young and dull, they are also willing to smear the liver and brain for His Majesty, although the body is dead and the clan is destroyed, it is difficult to repay in case!" ”
Dai Quan nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's good to have such thoughts, okay, go quickly, don't delay." Jia Jing thanked him again, and then asked Lin Feng to send him out with the holy decree, Jia Jing hugged his fists and said: "Thank you brother Shi for your kindness today, the Jia family will remember it in their hearts and will return it." ”
Lin Feng smiled, although this Jia Jing is not well-known, but it can be seen from his words and deeds that he is extraordinary, after all, the Xuanning Marquis Mansion is the founder of the country, and he usually just disdains to associate with a group of wastes lying on the ancestral merit book and waiting for death, but now seeing a rare smart person in the founding lineage, the Xuanning Marquis Mansion is naturally willing to interact more.
So Lin Feng clasped his fists and saluted back: "What are you talking about?" They are all old friends, and they will come and go in the future, and when I get off duty, I will look for you to drink! Jia Jing naturally felt Lin Feng's closeness, so he smiled and said, "Dare not obey your fate!" Lin Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder and sent him down.
Jia Jing got on the horse with the support of the two Jia family slaves, turned his head to look at the imperial city that was getting deeper and deeper in the night, and sent people to the East Mansion to order them to directly drive the coffin, carriage and other things directly to the north city gate, Jia Jing took the rest of the people to beat the horses and went to the outside of the city, and the officers and soldiers who met along the way with the holy decree were also moved out of the way, after all, few people dared to forge the holy decree and joke about the nine clans in these years......
When I arrived at the city gate, the city gate general recognized the holy decree, and the city gate general respectfully handed over the holy decree to Jia Jing and said: "I will open the city gate to send the prince and the coffin of your mansion The vehicle will be closed again, and when the prince returns to the city, the torch will be lit from afar, and I will open the door to greet him." Jia Jing hugged his fists and said, "There is General Lao." ”
The city gate general smiled and said: "It's just a trivial matter, if Gongzi doesn't have a holy will, I naturally don't dare to say anything, and now that Gongzi has a will, I just act according to the will." Jia Jing took a few steps forward and took out a silver ticket from his arms and slapped it in the hands of the city gate general, saying: "Even so, but in the end, it is troublesome to the general, and the general will take this money to buy some wine and food for the brothers, so it will be regarded as the Jia family asking the brothers to help express their hearts tonight." ”
If Jia Jing directly said that the city gate general would not dare to accept the city gate general, now that he said that he was inviting the brothers below to drink wine and eat meat, the city gate general hesitated for a moment and took it back to his chest and said: "Then thank you Gongzi!" The last general thanked the brothers for their kindness! ”
Jia Jing waved his hand to signal that it was a trivial matter, the city gate would send Jia Jing and others out of the city, Jia Jing was a horse gallop again, and now it was time to come, if you delay for a while, I am afraid that the sky will be bright, and then carry the coffin into the city It will be too high-profile, even if there is a will, the emperor will not like the Jia family.
After a while, he arrived at Xuanzhen Temple, Jia Jing tossed all night, his horse skills were only in the previous life when he rode in the scenic spot at a very enjoyable level, and now he almost fell down when he stopped, but fortunately, a few slaves quickly helped him off the horse, Jia Jing's face was pale and ordered someone to move Jia Jing into the coffin, and he changed into filial piety clothes with hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and held the coffin all the way sadly and ordered dozens of little Taoist children to recite the scriptures behind him, and the people of Jiafu hugged Jia Jing's coffin back to the city.
"The humanity is slim, the fairy road is boundless, and the ghost road is happy! When life is the door, the immortal road is noble, and the ghost road is noble; The fairy road is often auspicious, and the ghost road is often self-murderous; The high and clear are beautiful, and the sad song is in the space; I only wish that the immortal Tao will become successful, and I don't want to be humane and poor. In the northern capital of Quanmiao Mansion, there are 10,000 ghosts. But if you want to curb people's calculations and cut off people's lives; A Ren Song Cave Chapter, to take the north Luo Xu, recite the demon spirit, and kill the six ghosts. The heavens are swinging, and my Tao is prosperous! ”
The children recited the scriptures all the way, and Jia Jing cried bitterly while holding the coffin, but no one paid attention to Jia Jing's eyes under the sleeve covering his face......
Since then, the milk tiger has returned to the mountain, and the pond dragon has entered the abyss!