Jia Zheng has never participated in the scientific examination, and he is not even a child, he originally wanted to be like thousands of scholars, study hard for ten years, and go through the formal imperial examination.

Unexpectedly, his father Jia Daishan played the posthumous book before his death, and the emperor gave his son "Jia Zheng" an additional gift to his son "Jia Zheng" as the head of the Ministry of Works.

He was admitted to the ministry to study, and now he has been promoted to a member of the Ministry of Engineering.

In the feudal era, this kind of official giving was called "grace" or "difficult shade".

Although Jia Zheng was unable to take the imperial examination by mistake, he entered the back door.

But it is also different from Jia Yu and Jia Zhen's chest without ink/only greedy for pleasure.

Although Jia Zheng was rigid and stubborn, he often recited poems and paintings with his Qing guests, and sat and chatted.

Among them is nothing more than a subset of scriptures, so there is still a little bit of ink.

Fortunately, Jia Zheng asked the question, and everyone naturally had no objection.

Thinking of my mother's partiality in the past, I look at the scene in front of me.

Jia Yu poured a glass of wine without saying a word with a calm face, raised his head and drank it heavily.

Jia Zheng twisted his beard and muttered for a long time, then stood with his hands in his hands: "Then I will take a test of your Analects. Learning".

Zi said: Clever words, fresh and benevolent! Do you know what the commentary is on this sentence? ”

Jia Congyuan didn't like to come out for no reason, but this time it was not for nothing.

Jia Yu's purpose in calling himself over tonight is very simple, that is, he wants to borrow his concubine to have a long face in front of the second room and the old lady.

Jia Cong is naturally happy about this, and only by showing his transformation, understanding, and talent will he attract investment.

Since he had made up Nan Ke's dream before, Jia Cong was carefully observing the reaction of the higher-ups of the Jia Mansion.

At present, except for Jia Yu, who is happy to see the whole process, Jia's mother is silent, and Jia Zheng is obviously biased towards his own remarks.

In short, it doesn't matter whether they believe it or not, that ridiculous Nanke dream.

What is really important is to reveal to the people of Jiafu the fact that after his personality changed greatly, he studied hard and made progress.

The goal has been achieved, and that's enough!

It's just that Jia Zheng's torture right now is insulting my IQ?

Jia Cong pursed his lips, but after thinking about it, this body was only about eleven years old.

I'm afraid that the original owner didn't understand it at this time, and as for the "Analects", it's really fantastical.

Lin Daiyu has read four books since she was six or seven years old, although she has read different versions of "Four Books for Women", but these are really difficult for her.

Sanchun was also communicating in a low voice, and Xiao Xichun said bluntly: "Third Brother Cong is messing around with Brother Huan on weekdays, so I'm afraid I won't be able to answer now." ”

Jia Tanchun also nodded and agreed, although she is also a concubine, she can't look down on Jia Cong and her younger brother Jia Huan.

But at the same time, she also hates others discussing her origin, so Tanchun adopts the strategy of getting close to her mother-in-law, Mrs. Wang, and staying away from her biological mother, Aunt Zhao.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that she was raised by Mrs. Wang's side since she was a child.

Seeing that the little brother was half silent.

Jia Yingchun couldn't help but be a little disappointed: "Can't you answer?" How easy! ”

Her two little jade hands were nervously twisting Xiupa, really worried about this little brother!

Then.

I only heard Jia Cong's calm voice sound: "Ling—is the meaning of goodness and kindness, and color is the face of a person, and the meaning of the saint is to say."

Often flatters others with rhetoric and pretending to have a good face that is pleasing to the eye, and there is little benevolence in this person. ”

Hear this.

Jia Yingchun's fluctuating heart finally relaxed.

Everyone listened to Jia Zheng's judgment.

Jia Zheng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Yes, can you draw inferences from one another?" ”

Jia Cong pondered for a while and replied: "Mencius, Tengwen Gongxia" quoted Zengzi's words: Slander on the shoulders is sick in Xia Qi.

It is similar to the words of Sage Kong, and this sentence is to the effect: it means that he does not care about his status.

Forcing a smile to slap others is even more uncomfortable than clearing a field in the scorching sun. ”

"Wonderful, whip in!"

Jia Zheng's eyes lit up, and he rarely smiled: "Mother, the eldest brother didn't talk nonsense, Brother Cong is really after the nightmare."

Opened the spirituality, since this Furui, should be studious and progressive, and raise the lintel of my Jia's poetry and rites! ”

Jia Zheng then took a few more exams of the "Analects", and Jia Cong also expressed his opinions in the Q&A.

In order to show fairness and not favor one over the other, he also took questions from the Analects and asked Jia Huan and Jia Lan.

Jia Huan was not surprised/I didn't know three questions, the youngest Jia Lan barely answered two questions, but he also stumbled.

Compared with Jia Cong, it is like a cloud and mud.

Mother Jia smiled again, and she also generously rewarded her grandchildren, but the reward was intriguing.

Ordered the mandarin duck to reward Jia Cong/Jia Huan/Jia Lan, and opened the satin clothes.

But only Jia Baoyu was rewarded with a golden nude engraved with "champion and first".

Regarding Jia Mu's preferred approach, Jia Cong had no waves and did not have any delusions.

After all, the big-faced treasure is her baby golden pimple, and even the only great-grandson (Jia Lan) is far behind.

"She still loves her Baoyu, but I can achieve my goal."

Jia Cong thought secretly: "After today, I should be completely supported by Jia Yu."

Even Jia Zheng will be biased towards himself, which can be regarded as a double win. ”

Jia Yu, who was watching the whole process, drank several large glasses of warm wine in a row.

The smug expression on the old man's face couldn't be concealed at all, and Mrs. Xing also smiled far-fetchedly.

Wang Xifeng took the opportunity to interject, and his tone was full of praise: "Hey, this is really a blessing from the ancestors."

Brother Bao was born with a jade, and now Brother Cong is talented and enterprising, and he should enjoy the blessings of his ancestors! ”

"Feng Yatou is right, it's the old lady who is blessed!"

Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue also smiled and congratulated and praised.

Mother Jia smiled happily when she heard this, and even said that Baoyu was her blessing.

Everyone was complimented again, and Wang Xifeng kept gagging in it.

For a while, there was continuous laughter and laughter, and the atmosphere of the banquet reached a new climax.

I didn't squint before, and I didn't dare to look at it in a proper manner, so as not to reveal my ruffianism.

Taking advantage of the chaos now, Jia Cong has time to take a serious look at the women.

Seeing Xiao Daiyu beside Jia's mother, she was about ten years old.

The face is delicate and tangible but young and childish, the posture is delicate and timid, and the handkerchief is half-hidden and softly smiling.

It's just a little girl!

Jia Cong sighed secretly, a little disappointed.

Then he glanced at the demure girl who had been sitting upright at the table next to her.

Judging from her face and physique alone, she is obviously two or three years older than Daiyu.

The face is like a silver basin, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are not dotted, and the eyebrows are not depicted.

The girl's naturally beautiful face is not powdered, bright and charming, and extraordinary.

Jia Cong's heart jumped, this woman must be Sister Bao.

Just as he looked at it without hesitation.

Xue Baochai seemed to have caught something out of the corner of his eyes, so he turned his head to look.

I happened to find the man's burning and eating eyes, as if he wanted to put himself in his eyes.

Baochai was stunned at first, then felt ashamed in his heart, and a little angry, annoyed that he was bold and rude, and hurriedly lowered his head and ignored him.

Good thing at this time.

Jia Zheng, who had a straight face throughout the whole process, suddenly interjected and said: "Mother, Baoyu should also learn from Brother Cong, and he can't mess around anymore." ”

"Old Ancestor~"

Jia Baoyu shouted weakly and shrank into Jia's mother's arms in fear.

Mother Jia lovingly comforted him: "My Baoyu, don't be afraid, today is a good day, no one can care about my good grandson!" ”

After a while of coaxing very pampering.

Mother Jia's face was also gloomy: "Okay, you guys are here, and the children can't let go."

Go down, go down! All down! There's no need for you to wait here. ”

"Yes, Mother." Jia Zheng didn't dare to disobey, and sighed helplessly.

Then Jia Yu, Jia Zhen, Jia Lian, and Jia Rong all sat up, leaving only the female dependents.

Jia Cong also followed Jia Huan and Jia Lan to withdraw with interest.

Obviously, Jia's mother only wants to keep Jia Baoyu as a man, and he still has this kind of look.

Just when he passed by Miharu's side.

But listening to the simple-minded Jia Xichun quietly asked Yingchun: "Second sister, why are the pair of silver bracelets you usually wear missing?" ”

"Ah...... Today, I was reckless, and I forgot to wear the pair of shrimp bracelets. ”

Jia Yingchun explained, biting her pink lips, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Jia Cong's footsteps stagnated slightly when he heard this, and he forgot to wear it?

How can it be?

Although the three young ladies of Jiafu are not very old, they have never missed the rules and etiquette.

Besides, Jia Yingchun is still the eldest sister in Sanchun, I remember that it was something that Jia's mother rewarded, who would dare to forget?

Presumably her wet nurse "Mama Wang" stole it to gamble again.......

Jia Cong frowned, walked out of the flower hall with a heavy heart, thinking about the plan in his heart.

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