Wu Zonghui, who was originally carefully studying the tea cup of the Wei Mansion, couldn't help but tremble when he heard Jia Cong shouting about smashing the Kong family.

is worthy of being the son of Jia Enhou, he dares to say anything!

Confucianism in the world, the Confucian family is respected. He didn't accept Jia Cong's words in the literati residence for a long time, and he didn't dare to offend the Kong family.

Look at the people, open and close their mouths to smash the Kong family, and pull the cabinet chief assistant together.

"Old man, the Kong family is so arrogant that they killed your clan grandson and only sent a servant to deliver the letter, so you are not angry?"

"Let's talk about it first, I'm giving you a grievance. What do you think? If you want to kill him, you will smash the capital first, and then Qufu."

"Demolish the Yan Sheng Gong Mansion and move the tomb of the Confucian saint to your house, you should be the Yan Sheng Gong......

Syllable!

Jia Cong received a slap on the brain, hugged his head and was aggrieved: "I am thinking about you wholeheartedly, and you still beat me."

"Dare to say anything!"

Wei Qinghe withdrew his hand, carefully put away the poems on the table, and then looked at Wu Zonghui, who had always been silent.

"Qingmo, the old man remembers that you are from Huizhou Mansion, right?"

Wu Zonghui was flattered, hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, and replied respectfully: "Xiaguan is indeed a native of Huizhou Mansion."

"The mountains surround the city with clear streams and waters, and it is difficult to paint white clouds and blue mountains. Everywhere the buildings hide wild colors, and the lights of every house are reading. Huizhou, a good place, outstanding people!"

Wei Qinghe admired one or two, and suddenly the conversation changed: "Qingmo, do you know why the old man didn't want you to enter Beijing early?"

"Elder Qi Ge once said to the lower officials, you think that the lower officials are not qualified enough to take on the great responsibility."

When he said this, Wu Zonghui couldn't help but be a little indignant.

Wei Qinghe didn't get angry, but laughed: "What he said is true, the old man does think so. Even today, the old man still thinks that you are not qualified enough!"

Wu Zonghui was stunned for a moment, and then arched his hand and said, "Please also ask the Prime Minister to solve the doubts of the lower officials."

"You are from Hanlin, and after the museum was disbanded, you went to the Ministry of Rites as a foreign officer, and later went to Henan to serve as a school official. What do you think the old man is talking about? Are these noble officials who are not familiar with the people's livelihood and economy?"

Wei Qinghe shook his head: "No, the old man said back then that if you don't go to Lizhou County, you won't be allowed to enter the ministry. If you have no experience as a pro-people official and no experience in people's livelihood and economy, you will enter the ministry and end up at the site of a steep wall. Originally, the old man wanted you to serve as a pro-people official for a few more years, but it's a pity that ......."

It's a pity that Wu Zonghui will return to Beijing with all his thoughts and worship under Qi Bohan's door, although Wei Qinghe is quite optimistic about this young man, he always has to give the second assistant some face.

The forty-year-old official Zuo Shilang, who is more than Jiuqing, is not without pride. Although I was a little unhappy in my heart, I listened to it a little.

He expressed his displeasure in silence, and Wei Qinghe didn't care, and continued, "You know everything about that kid in your family."

"General Xiao Jia has already told the lower official what happened, and the lower official didn't expect it......

Wei Qinghe took Wu Zonghui's words: "You didn't expect that Kong Lingren, or the person behind him, would hit you, the left servant of the ministry, with the idea. And it's with such filthy means, you're scared!"

Wu Zonghui gritted his teeth, got up and bowed, "Please also ask the Prime Minister to teach me."

Wei Qinghe didn't respond directly, but he took out two posts from the table and gave one to Jia Cong and Wu Zonghui.

"This matter is not in a hurry, the grass snake has not moved, and everything now is just a façade. Wait a little longer, the old man will have a big birthday in half a month, you can come back and be a welcome doorman for the old man, okay?" Z.br>

Wu Zonghui took the post and was stunned.

Jia Cong took the post and muttered, "This won't delay me from smashing the Kong family......

Wei Qinghe sighed: "What's the use of smashing the Kong family? Didn't you just say that you want to take the old man to do a big vote? Then we're going to have to recruit more helpers, aren't we?"

He got up and rubbed Jia Cong's brain, then turned his head and asked, "Qingmo, what do you think?"

Wu Zonghui's eyes lit up, and he bowed down and said, "Xia Guan understands, cutting grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. If we want to catch all the people behind the scenes, we need to involve more like-minded people."

Wei Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, it is comfortable to deal with smart people.

Wu Zonghui saw that the old man picked up the tea cup, so he took the initiative to say goodbye. Wei Qinghe personally sent it to the front door, but left Jia Cong behind.

The two watched the Wu family's carriage leave, and Jia Cong asked puzzledly, "Aren't you worried that Wu Zonghui will betray us?"

Wei Qinghe replied confidently, "He won't, other people's knives are on his neck, and he needs someone who can keep the martial arts family now."

"Ugh...... Isn't Wu Zonghui the old Qi Ge person?"

"Qi Bohan doesn't have the courage to fight with the Kong family, not to mention that the left servant of the Ministry of Officials can't be replaced."

Wei Qinghe suddenly felt a little excited, and sighed: "Friends and friends, when the disaster comes, how can there be any friends. Wu Zonghui was born in a poor family, he wanted to prove himself too much, and if he listened to my advice back then, he would not have gotten into this mess early."

"Which party are you, Prime Minister? The party of saints? Imperialism? Or is it a party of its own?"

Syllable!

Jia Cong's brain was hit again, and Wei Qing and Youyou said, "Zi said: The gentleman is reserved but not fighting, and the group is not the party. Well, with all the gentlemen, for the country and the people, I can be regarded as the party of the people!"

"National...... Ahem, that's a bad word!" Jia Cong scratched his brain and pondered for a long time to hold back this sentence.

Wei Qinghe didn't know what Jia Cong was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Okay, don't talk about this. The old man left you to tell you that you are studying hard at home these days, and on the day of the old man's birthday, there will be many virtuous people. Whether you can seize the opportunity or not is up to you."

"Old man......"

Jia Cong bowed gratefully: "Thank you for cultivating the Great Minister!"

Wei Qinghe leaned over and pulled Jia Cong up, and said with a smile: "But with a gesture, it can be regarded as the old man repaying you a little affection. The way you read it, the old man can be regarded as taking a big advantage."

A case caused a shock to the government and the opposition, and Kong Lingren suddenly became the most resounding name in the capital.

But the reaction of the DPRK and China was confusing, and the first assistant of the cabinet, Wei Qinghe, was recuperating at home, and the door was closed except for the occasional visit from close people.

Every day, the General Administration Department had to receive enough pleas for a room to burn the kang, but the Qinzheng Palace was never released.

The second assistant is about to be driven crazy, Kong Lingren is locked up in the edict, the third division can't intervene, and the Beizhen Fusi can't get any news out, no one knows whether Kong Lingren recruited or not, or who he confessed.

Qi Bohan wanted to ask Cao Jiugong, the commander of the Dragon Guards, for three consecutive days, but Cao Jiugong showed up for the first time and after a few vague words, when he went to ask the next day, he was sick......

On the third day, Cao Dudu was ordered to go to Qufu, Shandong, and also brought a large group of people.

The news spread, and Beijing was in an uproar. Could it be that the palace wants to do something to the Yansheng Mansion?

"Suspense is the most terrible!"

In the past few days, Jia Cong has not even gone out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion, hiding at home while reading and watching plays.

Qi Bohan also sent someone to summon him to meet with the cabinet, but Jia Cong refused.

In the words of the old man, not to mention that asking for someone must look like asking for someone, Qi Bohan was forced to stand on the opposite side of the emperor, and Rong Guofu, as a henchman of the imperial party, would only go to meet him if he was stupid.

It's easy to find an excuse, I have a headache today, a stomach ache tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, my nails hurt!

Anyway, it hurts once, as for where it hurts, it depends on the mood of the master.

Yuanchun Province is about to arrive, and Jia Zhengdu has taken leave from the Ministry of Industry in the past few days and is blindly commanding at home.

In the end, the old lady was angry and drove her out of the provincial garden, and finally let the people make the final preparations in an orderly manner.

However, Jia Zhengren was idle, and his heart was even more anxious.

This is the anxiety of the father, and the misery of the son. Originally, Baoyu followed her sisters to write poems and lyrics for various scenes in the garden, and gave them names

, it's not fun to play in the garden.

Suddenly called to the study by the old man, and after a while, he heard screams inside......

"Second Brother Bao is going to suffer this time, and the old lady can't take care of him at the moment!"

Jia Cong and Xichun grabbed the candied fruit on the plate, threw one into their mouths, and sighed: "Second Uncle has been holding back the fire in his heart these days, I guess Second Brother Bao's ass is not guaranteed!"

"Foul language!"

Daiyu frowned, and said with a smile: "It's also because Baoyu is greedy for fun, knowing that there will be a lot of guests in the house that day, and he is not good at studying. If it comes to the elders, it won't be a loss of face for our family if he makes a fool of himself, and you see that my grandmother won't help him this time."

"But no, Brother Lian was beaten several times by his father, saying that he had memorized the wrong book......

Tanchun rubbed his nephew Jia Lan's brain, and said with emotion, "Brother Lan is still good, and he has been praised by his father."

Li Kun smiled, his face showing a proud look. Her only hope in this life is that Jia Lan can be promising, but fortunately, her son has inherited his father's intelligence, and he is only four years old, so he can remember a lot of words.

It is not an exaggeration to say a prodigy.

Of course, it can't be compared with Jia Cong, a demon.

"Brother Lan is my prodigy, and it will be a top student in the future!"

Jia Cong stretched out his hand to Jia Lan, and the little baby obediently showed her dimples and trotted towards him.

"Third uncle, cat, cat!"

Jia Cong picked it up, put it on his lap, and pinched his soft face: "I want to play with the big cat, okay, do you remember the "Disciple Rules" that the third uncle taught you yesterday? Carry it to the third uncle. If you have a good back, the third uncle will take you to see the big cat."

"Disciple rules, sage training. The first filial piety, the second sincere letter.

Pan love the public, and kindness. If you have spare energy, you will learn literature.

Parents call, don't delay, parents live, don't be lazy,

Parents must listen respectfully, and parents must be responsible, and they must be obedient.

Winter is warm, summer is cold, morning is provincial, and dusk is fixed."

About halfway through the memorization, Jia Lan began to stumble, and finally buried his little face in Jia Cong's robe in shame, and whispered, "Lan'er is not well-behaved, I can't remember."

The full text of "Disciple Rules" is more than 1,000 words, and in just one day, Jia Lan can do it to this extent, completely beating the others in Ning Rong and the two mansions.

It's only four years old, it's the whole capital, which four-year-old doll can be so smart?

Jia Cong finally understood that the old man forgave Jia Zhu never forgot Jia Zhu, it is said that Jia Zhu is also like this, he can sing at the age of four, he can write poetry at the age of seven, and he can take the test in the fifteenth year......

Who has such a baby, can the head of the family be unhappy?

"Brother Lan, your third uncle and I can't remember so much when you're so old."

Jia Cong rubbed his nephew's brain melon and stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, comforting Jia Lan, who was still sad about it.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Lan is afraid that he is going to be the champion of our family, but don't force him too much, children, they should play, they should learn, and the combination of work and rest is the long-term way."

Li Kun was stunned when he heard this, and seemed to be thoughtful.

She put all her energy into teaching her son, and always had some anxious behavior.

Jia Cong clearly pointed out the inappropriateness: "Brother Lan is only four years old, I have seen that I have lost some weight in the past few days, and I think it is because the homework given by my sister-in-law is heavier. To put it mildly, sister-in-law, I don't want the matter of Brother Zhu to happen to Lan Ge'er again."

At the mention of Jia Zhu, Li Kun burst into tears like rain.

Alas, Jia Cong endured it and didn't say anything, so he knew that it would be like this. Several years have passed, and Jia Zhu is still an indelible demon in Li Kun's heart.

Yingchun and the others all surrounded him, comforting Li Kun who was crying. Unexpectedly, Li Kun cried a few times, and actually got up and bowed to Jia Cong.

"If it weren't for Brother Cong'er's reminder, I would have almost made a big mistake......

Jia Lan was still sitting on his lap, and Jia Cong couldn't get up, so he waved his hand again and again: "Don't, sister-in-law, get up quickly...... You are breaking my life like this, we are a family, how can a family speak two words. Second sister, Sister Lin,

Hurry up and help my sister-in-law up."

"What Brother Cong said is, sister-in-law, hurry up."

Yingchun and Daiyu were on the side and helped Li Kun up.

After sitting down again, Jia Congcai continued: "The eldest sister-in-law has a family history, and I told Uncle Li the day before yesterday that it would be best to let Lan Ge'er go to the Li Family School to study in the future."

"Go to the Li Family Academy? Why?"

Li Kun was a little puzzled, if the Jia family had been bad at learning before, she didn't want her son to go there to study.

But now there is the rectification of the old patriarch Jia Jing, and the second class jinshi is the master, which school's school can compare to the Jia family.

I only heard Jia Cong say: "The Li family is a scholarly family, and there are many reading seeds in the clan, unlike our family, Lan Ge'er went to the Li family school, and the classmates and friends he made will be his help in the future. To put it mildly, our family doesn't lack anything now, what we lack is the help of Shilin."

Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xiangyun couldn't understand Jia Cong's words, but Li Kun and Daiyu both understood.

Father Li Shouzhong This is the second time he has been in charge of the Guozijian, Shilin has an excellent reputation, and there are many children from various families who go to study in the Li Family School, and a large circle has been formed invisibly.

Maybe these families are not of high grade and their family is not obvious, but they all have a lot of prestige in Shilin.

The Jia family has only one person, Jia Jing, who is a high-ranking lord, but his influence in Shilin cannot be compared with that of the Li family.

If his son is allowed to study in the Li family, as Jia Cong said, in the future, his classmates and his classmate's family can become his son's help.

But...... Is this really okay? Will the elders of the family agree?

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