The three people of the Mandarin Duck Building finished eating.

Jin Xicai frowned and said, "That little prince Jia came to get to know us for no reason, and he must have a purpose. ”

"Let's take a look first, after all, it's the people in their house who put the money in the seal, maybe it's ......."

Gao Fuquan tapped the cigarette pouch on the edge of the table and poured out some inky ashes.

Suddenly, there was a few laughs at a table next to the staircase.

Like a ghost from hell laughing, Tian Youfu was terrified: "Chen Yushi smiled, let's go quickly." ”

The restaurant that was overcrowded before is now only Chen Dongsheng has one guest left.

He smiled and praised as if there was no one around: "Satirizing the world is three-pointed, the author of this book is really talented!" ”

The words are divided into two ends

Let's say that Chen Dongsheng, the imperial history of the city patrol, finished his errand, and went straight to the Ministry of Industry to find Qin Ye.

Qin Ye is the adoptive father of "Qin Keqing", and Chen Dongsheng is a jinshi in the same year.

In the same year→ fellow teachers → fellow villagers, and most of the relationship networks of the imperial court also came from this.

Not surprisingly, Chen Dongsheng recommended Xiaolin Guangji to Qin Ye.

Qin Ye laughed when he saw it, but he also said that the author was too unkind, and he only knew how to be sarcastic.

.........

The blue yarn cabinet is in the dark room on the north side of Jia's mother's house, and the living room is separated from each other.

Daiyu lived here after entering Beijing, and Jia Baoyu moved to the Ming room outside the blue gauze cupboard.

The two are just a wall apart, and you can meet when you go out.

Jia Baoyu recently heard and laughed at Lin Guangji's strange book at a banquet of a noble son.

I asked the little girl "Mingyan" to buy it secretly, and Mingyan bought the book and read it in advance, and found that this book was a bit improper.

If he is found by the lord and his wife a day later, he will definitely suffer.

simply returned to Baoyu and shirked it and said that it was sold out, Jia Baoyu naturally didn't believe it, and played tricks, coercion and temptation.

Mingyan couldn't, so he had to bring it secretly and deceive the concierge with money.

Jia Baoyu lost the true face of Lushan at the beginning of the smile.

Can't wait to turn to a page, the story is as follows↓

It is said that on the first night of a bride, the bridegroom was not very good, and let the little general go.

The bride groaned, "Ouch, it's not good, it hurts!" ”

The bridegroom said, "Take it out?" ”

The bride groaned again, "Ouch, no, empty pain!" ”

The groom said helplessly: "Entering and swelling pain, leaving and empty pain, what do you want?" ”

The bride said, "Take it in and out of the room." ”

"Haha......."

Jia Baoyu grinned after reading it, danced with his hands, and kept patting the cushion.

He has already understood the affairs of men and women, and he has gone to Yunyu with his sister last year.......

These meat jokes are naturally understood at a glance, and the eleven-year-old driver is inevitably enviable.

Seeing this, Lin Daiyu came over to take a look, but Jia Baoyu didn't think the book was serious and didn't give it!

Daiyu pouted and played with that arrogant little temper.

Jia Baoyu immediately panicked and simply compromised, the corners of Lin Daiyu's lips raised, and she sat down at the embroidery pier and turned a page casually:

One day, he stole into a poor house, and when he found nothing, he opened the door and went away.

When the poor man saw him in bed, he called out, "Thief, if you are slow, you can close the door for me."

The thief was not angry and said: "People like you still call me a thief because of you."

Let me ask you carefully, what is he doing with your door closed?"

Lin Daiyu covered her lips and chuckled lightly, but she didn't make a sound, she only took a handkerchief and put it to her mouth, and she didn't show her teeth when she smiled.

Then I flipped through a few more pages.

Daiyu smiled suddenly, and then the blush climbed up to the root of her ear, and she said, "Phew! What foul language rotten books! And you are careful that your uncle is not taking you. ”

Jia Baoyu smiled stupidly, stepped forward and quietly took back the book.

Daiyu glanced at him and said, "Ming'er, are you going to school?" That's right.......

That Third Brother Cong should have moved out, he must be going. ”

Jia Baoyu listened to her words, and a little bored rose between his eyebrows: "Hengzhu is going to mix and come back in a few days, what kind of eight-strand articles, I am not uncommon."

Brother Cong's current virtue is just a fame-and-reputation fishing-greedy for glory. ”

Jia Baoyu began to be cynical at length.

Lin Daiyu smiled and didn't care, and moved her gaze to the laughing Lin Guangji in his hand.

I thought that I was the first to read it, but I couldn't blame Baoyu: "Although this book contains a lot of filth, but those worldly and human feelings are something I have never seen."

Presumably, the person who wrote this book was either a filthy person himself, or he saw through the world. ”

.........

The cold wind continued to blow, and the wine flags continued to wave.

The master and servant went out of the West Gate, and they saw a Buddhist temple not far away, called Muni Temple.

The scene here is barren and green, empty, and the Muni Monastery is under the jurisdiction of the Monk Lu Division of the Ministry of Rites, and there is no pilgrim as far as the eye can see.

As far as the eye can see, the old willows are ruined, the moat water flows through, and the refugees are crawling in groups.

Some people want to sneak into the city, but they don't have identity documents.

They were all stopped by the infantry commander Yamen, the Shuntianfu Yamen, and the officials of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses.

There are too many refugees, and there are many departments that have been dispatched this time.

Jia Cong was silent, and when Tie Niu came back after buying the fruit, he asked him something.

Tie Niu said with a smile: "I just heard the conversation of the people in the wine shop, saying that it was the Yongding River that sent peach blossoms, the waves were rolling, Gu'an, Yongqing, and Liangxiang.

Thousands of refugees from the three counties have come to the capital, hoping that the big families can be kind enough to accept them as slaves, but so many people will definitely not be allowed to enter the city. ”

Jia Cong frowned and said, "Could it be that Shuntianfu doesn't care?" He is a three-rank palm seal officer. ”

"Hehe, it's all an official business, and the little ones don't understand."

Tie Niu was silent, and seeing his father's hesitant face, he speculated: "Is the master preparing to scatter wealth and eliminate disasters?" ”

Jia Cong thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish." ”

He sighed in his heart that he was also an ordinary peasant family in his previous life.

From the age of six or seven, he began to cut grass with a sickle to feed pigs, go up the mountain to graze cattle, and from time to time take a hoe to the field.

He is well aware of the hardships and hardships of the peasants, and if he is currently in an official position and has connections between the government and the government, he may not be able to help.

For example, the establishment of Yicang, the investigation of the Yongding River, and the rescue of these suffering people.

But even so, it doesn't seem so easy to count on the imperial court to allocate funds.

"The rich people in the city are drunk and dreaming all day long, big fish and meat, and the refugees outside the city are prostrate in the wilderness.

A meal a day is rare and precious, it is really Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, and it is nothing more than this. ”

Jia Cong coughed a few times suddenly, only to feel that the spring breeze was cold.

He just saw a woman and child who had frozen to death, dragged to the field by the officials.

At this moment.

Jia Cong had to believe in the destiny of heaven, in fact, most people's lives were doomed from the moment they were born.

There is only one monk "Zhu Yuanzhang" who can't eat enough!

There is only one dismissed post guard "Li Zicheng"!

Including the unknown wife and beauty "Liu Qiangdong", there is only one!

In this feudal era, the lives of the people at the bottom were as humble as ants.

So lucky? Maybe it can change.

After all, isn't that what a certain Dongzi is?

But even if it is placed in the grand occasion of the afterlife.

How many such people are there?

"It seems like it's the year of Renshen, right? Next year.

Zi-Wu-Mao-Youxiang test, then I will go to Wanping County test this year. ”

Jia Cong looked up at the blue sky and said to himself in a half-loud voice.

It was as if it were to say it to a servant, and it was as if it were to oneself.

Tie Niu wanted to speak and stopped, how could the county test be so good!

At that time, Master Jia Jing of the East Mansion and Uncle Jia Zhu of the West Mansion took the exam several times.

However, now the third master of Cong has a bright head, if he can be a talent at the age of eleven, it will be a god.

...........

The day before going to school, Jia Cong naturally moved out of the East Road Courtyard.

Lives in the small courtyard diagonally opposite the Sanchun sitting upside down hugging the building.

Although the courtyard is small, there are all kinds of organs, and the wing room, study room, and main hall are complete.

At the moment, the relationship with Jia Yu has eased, and Jia Cong does not have to move out of the East Road Courtyard, so Wang Xifeng will not be able to control him.

However, now he can't fight this cheap sister-in-law who is in power.

People are spoiled by old ladies, so it is better to plan and take advantage of this once and for all to prevent future troubles.

There is no plaque in the study, and a name needs to be taken.

Jia Zheng's study is called "Mengpo Zhai", and Jia Baoyu's study is called "Qi Hail Zhai".

Jia Cong pondered for a moment and decided to name his study "Bandit Pavilion".

The inspiration comes from the meaning of the Book of Poetry: "My heart is a guide, and I can't be ruin".

Today's night, the cold moon is hidden in the Milky Way, and only the stars are scattered in the sky.

After Jia Cong finished reading Mencius, he had some experience, and then copied the face for a while, and then began to write the second part of Lin Guangji.

Then there was a burst of silver bell laughter outside the door, and the brothers and sisters laughed and lifted the curtain and came in.

"Congratulations to Brother Cong, sister congratulations to the younger brother on his housewarming."

Jia Yingchun smiled and sent some paper, inkstone, pen and ink.

A pair of chess, a pair of Go and a chessboard and a few games.

"Do you want to burn the bottom of the pot?" Jia Cong put down Xiaohao, looked at the women and quipped.

Although the Jia family has roots in Jiangnan (Jinling), it also integrates the customs of northerners.

One sentence made everyone laugh, and even Jia Xichun, who is cold-spoken on weekdays, said that it was even more lively.

Jia Tanchun's eyes glanced around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took a book of selected current literature on the counter, and Baochai also came to look through it.

Xue Baochai has invited Mr. to teach poetry and book etiquette since he was a child, in order to prepare for the draft in the future.

On the one hand, the Xue family entered Beijing this time to collect the imperial merchants' internal funds from the household department.

On the one hand, it is to register in the Ministry of Rites and draft Baochai.

She is the most knowledgeable of the women of the Red Mansion, unsurpassed.

Her dress has always been simple, with a black lacquer oily bun on her head, and no beads.

Put on a honey-colored cotton jacket, rose and purple two-color gold and silver thread shoulders.

The waist-length green and yellow silk cotton skirt, half-new but not old, looks luxurious, but elegant.

Xue Baochai's apricot eyes were like waves, he flipped through a few pages in a row, looked up and asked with a smile: "Brother Cong started to read the eight-strand text?" Will it solve the problem?

I'll give you a question: the way of university, learn and learn, the predicate of the mandate of heaven, Mencius sees King Hui of Liang. ”

"Oops!"

Before Jia Cong could say anything, Lin Daiyu next to her slapped her little hand: "Bao is my sister's troublemaker."

These four sentences are all from the four books, how can there be such a tricky topic! ”

Jia Tanchun sighed: "It's really difficult, Sister Bao is really extraordinary." ”

Jia Baoyu hates the things in the imperial examination the most, and he disdains the Four Books and Five Classics.

Now when I see Sister Bao talking about Baguwen when she opens her mouth, I am really unhappy.

But this topic, he who is conceited and talented, he also thinks that he can't solve it, and he doesn't expect Jia Cong to solve it either.

"Well, it's a bit hard, indeed."

Jia Cong nodded contemplatively, and said: "But there is nothing difficult in the world, only people who are afraid of hearts, as long as you are willing to work hard, there is no problem that cannot be solved."

Sister Bao listen, is the sentence 'The Tao is based on heaven, and the family is cultivated and the court is silent'? ”

Xue Baochai's apricot eyes widened slightly when he heard this, half surprised, half exclaimed: "The Tao is from heaven - to the first two sentences."

Family repair and court silence also - cut to the last two sentences, Cong brothers are good. ”

The problem solving of the eight-strand essay is thorough, to the point, and the questions are read and answered.

Similar to modern argumentative essays, solving a topic is an explanation of a topic.

However, the eight-strand text is more solidified and imprisoned, and it speaks on behalf of the sages.

In the tone of the sages, it means that you can't have a mind of your own.

And Jia Cong's problem-solving has explained Baochai's topic vividly.

"Baguwen is a bunch of useless rules and regulations, there must be a word limit, and you must pay attention to the evidence, and you must also talk about the level........

Brother Cong has this wisdom, he should learn more about the charm of Zhuangzi and famous articles, otherwise he will not be reduced to turbidity? ”

Jia Baoyu shook his head, his tone full of disdain and a little jealousy.

He is proud of himself and works hard, and the eight-strand text is just a piece of cake.

Jia Cong didn't say much, after all, the concept is not in agreement, and it is useless to say more.

He has always been pragmatic in his work, and he has made up his mind to leave home and make a career in officialdom.

The various shortcomings of Baguwen, he, a high-achieving student in later generations, also knows better than Jia Baoyu, but it is useless to say it.

He didn't have the heart to talk to a man who spends his days in the fireworks and doesn't do his job, but his mouth is always talking about fallacies.

Jia Yingchun smiled when he saw this, and whispered in his ear before approaching: "Although Brother Bao has a strange temperament, he will not make it bad, don't be angry." ”

Jia Cong smiled faintly and shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

Xue Baochai lightly covered the fan in his hand in front of his chest, blinked his apricot eyes, looked at Brother Bao, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Later, he glanced at Jia Cong and saw that he was sitting in a precarious position.

It's so calm!

Baochai's eyes moved slightly, and he secretly admired: "Good bearing, no reason plus no anger, this is a person who knows how to be motivated." ”

....... Dividing line .......

Jiafu private school opened.

Jia Cong, Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Jia Qiang, Jia Yan and others.

Each of them made a good pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and charcoal, and on the first day of school.

Jia Baoyu plans to go to mix for a few days before coming back.

Walking out of the small courtyard, Tie Niu carried a pair of items on his back, and was indignant: "Master, Second Grandma Lian is too much.

After deducting the minion's money, even the master's share of the fee is gone. ”

Jia Cong, Jia Huan, Jia Lan and others have six taels of silver to go to school every year.

It is used to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and in the original book of Red Mansions, this fee was exempted when Jia Tanchun was in charge.

At the moment, Wang Xifeng withheld all Jia Cong's expenses privately and used them for usury.

"Isn't there any money you get from selling books?"

Jia Cong relies on himself, and he doesn't have to worry about the trouble of lack of money for the time being, and he will wait for the follow-up printing of Lin Guangji to be sold.

There are still several money in the money, but this unjust account is always settled.

Wang Xifeng has an arrogant, pungent and vicious temper.

Half of the environment is created, generally from Jia Lian's weakness.

After all, it's just a woman, and she really wants to ride on a man?

Jia Cong took back Hu Si tightened his clothes, and stood in front of the gate of the clan study, as if he had suddenly returned to the study time of his youth in his previous life.

........