The Red Mansions

Chapter 666 If you can't do anything, you can seek the post of feudal secretary...

Ningguo Mansion

Jia Heng didn't expect to make Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang feel uncomfortable in Tianxianglou.

Mainly, Jia Heng really didn't know what to give Baoyu, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, when did Baoyu lack pen, ink, paper and inkstone?It can be said that all good things in Rongguo Mansion are given to Baoyu.

It's the scorching midsummer, if it's hot, why don't you give me a folding fan?Baoyu is not sure who to tear it up for.

Isn't it insulting to send a rouge box?

So just a few words of encouragement, and nothing else.

But with Jia Heng's current status and status, every move has a deep meaning, and it is easy to be read and understood by others.

If everyone has it, but Baoyu doesn't, when he meets someone who likes to think more about everything, he starts to mutter.

Does Jia Heng have some opinions on Baoyu?After all, Baoyu was reprimanded as a rice bug in a vat.

And even Jia Zheng looked at Baoyu with unkind eyes at this moment, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, this useless beast.

In fact, there were other reasons. Seeing that some young children of the Jia family, such as Jia Yun, Jia Fang, Jia Ling, etc., had become weapons, while Baoyu hadn't made any progress, he was unavoidably anxious as a parent.

Jia Heng was holding the teacup, took a sip, and saw Jia Zheng's gloomy face, coldness in his eyes, his thoughts turned, and he understood why, looking at Baoyu with a pale face, he said softly: "Baoyu, I have a The words are for you."

With that said, he turned his head and instructed the servant to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Not long after, the servant brought pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Facing Jia Zheng's surprised gaze, Jia Heng smiled and explained: "Baoyu has everything in the mansion, so I will write a poem and give it to Baoyu."

As soon as this remark came out, Jia Zheng was overjoyed. This was much more elaborate than the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and jade pendant just now, and it seemed to be a bit of a solemn expectation.

Asked anxiously: "Brother Heng, you want to write a poem for this evil... evil?"

After all, because it was a good day to worship the ancestors, the evil animals that had been mouthed were changed into evil obstacles.

"En." After spreading out the rice paper, Jia Heng picked up the pen to write, and saw the handwriting clearly appearing on the rice paper in Qingjun's running script.

"The rivers are flowing day by day, and it is difficult to stop the passing of Dongbo. Xihe is galloping day by day, and it is difficult to return to Luyang Ge. But we are full of food all day long, and the years pass by. This regret is lost, and there is no such thing as being desolate. Floating weeds on the water, dying and suddenly frost. Mian Zhan and Mian Zhan, be careful not to be sad."

This is a poem to persuade people to learn, which is "Respect the Sun" written by Zhu Jing, a poet of the Qing Dynasty. Classic, people talk about it.

But fortunately, it is novel, the rhythm is neat, and the meaning is meaningful. No one has read it, thinking it was written specially for Baoyu.

Jia Heng put down the brush, waited for the handwriting to dry, looked at Baoyu with gentle eyes, and persuaded: "Baoyu must study hard in the future, and live up to the expectations of your parents, your sister, and the clan."

When Baoyu heard this, although he felt that Jia Heng's words were not very pleasant, under Jia Zheng's gaze, he dared not neglect, and replied in a low voice, "Thank you, brother Heng, for the poem."

Jia Heng turned to look at Jia Zheng, and said, "Master Zheng, don't be too harsh on Baoyu, Baoyu has made great progress compared to before."

Compared with the original work, Baoyu did go to school to study for various reasons.

Jia Zheng nodded. Seeing that Baoyu got a good poem from Jia Heng, he couldn't help but say, "Ziyu, now that you're back in Beijing, you usually teach him more."

Jia Heng said softly: "Master Zheng, don't worry, I have a heart for Baoyu."

After finishing speaking, Jia Heng began to accept the toast from the children of the Jia clan.

Tianxiang Building, [-]nd Floor
Hearing that Baoyu had nothing, Jia Mu couldn't help sighing.

Sister Feng smiled at the side, and explained: "Old Ancestor, Baoyu has everything now, except Brother Heng's encouragement and advice. Now is not the right time."

Aunt Xue also laughed and said, "Isn't it? When Baoyu gets older, he will be able to enter the academic examination."

After the two spoke to explain, Jia Mu felt much lighter, smiled and said: "What Feng girl said is that Baoyu has never been short of those. I was thinking just now that Baoyu didn't go to school this time. Brother Heng might be right." He's disappointed."

That's right, Baoyu doesn't have anything, what kind of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, what kind of jade pendant, when was the family short of these?
Brother Heng must know this, so he didn't give it away at all, but just encouraged a few words, but instead encouraged a few words, and he became closer. This is not treating Baoyu as an outsider.

Yuan Chun was sitting next to him, under the willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her crystal eyes twinkled, and she was holding a handkerchief.

From the inside to the outside, she is a beauty in the shape of Jia Heng. Naturally, she doesn't think that Jia Heng is targeting her younger brother, but feels that there is another deep meaning.

Baochai was sitting not far away, her eyebrows were fixed, her moist and glowing apricot eyes flickered, and everyone's expressions were captured in her eyes, she reached out to pick up the teacup on the small table, and took a sip.

At this moment, suddenly hearing the sound of "dumping" coming from the wooden stairs, another nun came up the stairs and said, "Old lady, Master Heng wrote a poem to Second Master Bao."

"Wrote a poem?" Mother Jia was surprised when she heard this, and said in amazement.

Tanchun and Daiyu, who were whispering this at first, looked at each other, their eyes were as bright as stars, quite surprised.

Tanchun asked curiously: "Brother Heng hasn't written a poem for a long time? I don't know what poem he wrote this time?"

Daiyu's starry eyes twinkled, and she was also curious.

Xiangyun smiled sweetly: "Brother Heng is busy with other things outside, besides writing story books, it seems that he hasn't written poetry for a long time."

Even Qin Keqing, who was originally sitting at the side, heard that under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, there was a bit of surprise in the beautiful eyes with black pearls and eagerness. Husband wrote a poem?

Although Qin Keqing is not as obsessed with poetry as ordinary young girls, she is also a bit novel at the moment.

Seeing that everyone was interested, Sister Feng rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Ping'er, go down and have a look, copy it up quickly, and let everyone see what the poem is?"

Ping'er responded quickly, then went down the stairs to take the poem written by Jia Heng.

Not long after, the transcribed poems were sent up, and everyone in Tianxiang Tower circulated them.

Daiyu looked at the handwriting on it intently, read it, and met Xiangyun's gaze, smiled lightly and said: "This is a poem to persuade Bao Erge to study, and the words are sincere and earnest."

Just like "a field of spring leeks and greenery, ten miles of peach blossom fragrance, there is no hunger in the prosperous age, so why bother with farming and weaving", Daiyu can also write corresponding poems.

The poems of Ming and Qing Dynasties are generally not as grand and romantic as Tang poems, but they are more beautiful and refined, and they are crafted with ingenuity.

In fact, in the eyes of literary critics, apart from Tang poems, Yu's poems are quite ingenious, because the brilliant Tang people have written all kinds of good poems in various styles and artistic conceptions.

As Wang Guowei said, there is a generation of literature from generation to generation, the Sao of Chu, the Fu of Han, the parallel language of the Six Dynasties, the Ci of Song Dynasty, the music of Yuan Dynasty, the novels of Ming and Qing Dynasties...

In a word, qualified fine poems, but there is still some distance from the level of famous poems handed down from ancient times, but this is exactly the level of land couplet poems in daily life. unexpected.

Xiangyun, Tanchun, and Baochai circulated the copy of the poem, discussing it softly, and finally went around and it fell into the hands of Yuanchun who was sitting under Mrs. Wang.

Wearing a light yellow skirt embroidered with peony stamens, a jade man with a gold-winged phoenix hairpin stuck in her hair like a cloud, soft jade hands gently unroll the scroll, under Lianjuan's sculpted eyebrows, that plump and snowy face Seeing the calm and joyful state, the skin is white and greasy, as if water can come out when pinched.

Well, the plump, gorgeous, glamorous beauty, with a frown and a smile, has a bit of a Yuan concubine visiting relatives, and a sense of sight when looking at the talents of the golden hairpins.

Jia's mother also read the poem, then passed it to Qin Keqing, smiled and said: "It's hard for Brother Heng to put so much effort into writing a poem to encourage learning for Baoyu."

Now I am satisfied. It can be said that Baoyu will always be a special one in Jiamu's heart.

The cold look in the wrinkles at the corners of Mrs. Wang's eyes also faded a little bit, and the Buddhist beads that she was holding in her hands began to turn slightly again.

Aunt Xue was inexplicable when she saw the scene of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang's complexion slowing down.

One is still a child who is spoiled and doted on by the woman in the back house, and the other is an important military minister who has promised everything. The former is seeking the approval of the latter. No, really.

"Pan'er Xu is also right. Brother Heng is among dragons and phoenixes, and no one in the younger generation can compare to him. If he didn't get married, how good it would be. How old is he, why is he in such a hurry to get married. Aunt Xue thought so, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Qin Keqing who was concentrating on the poem.

In the afternoon, all the guests dispersed one after another, Jia Heng also returned to the back house, and together with Qin Keqing sent Jia Mu and others back to Rongguo Mansion, after thinking about it, they went to Yuanchun Courtyard.

The sun was setting and the sky was full of sunset, and Xiren was walking in the corridor with his face upright, when he suddenly saw Jia Heng coming from the corner of the verandah, the girl was full of surprises on her beautiful face, and called out: "Master Heng."

Jia Heng looked at Xi Ren gently, and asked, "Where are you girls?"

It's not good to be too close to Yuan Chun at home, just come to see Yuan Chun and talk, after coming back for so long, I haven't talked to Yuan Chun alone, and I miss him a little.

"It's in the house." Xiren smiled and said softly.

Jia Heng nodded, and stepped into the wing room. The room was quite spacious, and a scent of orchids and musk deer came out, making people feel refreshed.

Yuan Chun also heard the conversation between Jia Heng and Xi Ren on the porch in the house, and when he came out from the back curtain, the beautiful figure was plump and beautiful, and he said pleasantly, "Brother Heng, why are you here?"

Originally thinking that he would spend more time with Keqing and the others, unexpectedly he came to look for her now.

Jia Heng looked at the beauty with a lotus jade face, smiled, and said, "Come and see big sister, what is big sister doing?"

Yuan Chun said softly: "It's been lively there for a while, but now I'm a little tired, and I'm going to lie down there for a while."

Jia Heng said: "Then I didn't bother big sister?"

"How could it be?" Yuan Chun glanced at Baoqin, told him to go to the outer room, and then led Jia Heng to the inner room.

In the inner room, Jia Heng sat on Yuan Chun's embroidered couch, took the jade man's soft and supple hands, looked at Yuan Chun with gentle eyes, and said, "Eldest sister, haven't you been to the eldest princess's residence these two days?"

Because in the Rongguo Mansion, one needs to avoid taboos after all, so she can only hold hands and talk, otherwise, if Mrs. Wang comes in and sees him and Yuan Chun in love with each other, she will crush the Buddha beads in anger?
Yuan Chun frowned, looked at Jia Heng with joy, and said softly: "Brother Heng is not coming back these two days, His Highness Jinyang will allow me to come back for a few days, and I will go after two days."

Jia Heng nodded and said: "There are too many people in the house. After a few days, I will go to the eldest princess's mansion together with Eldest Sister. I miss Eldest Sister."

"En." Yuan Chun lowered his head, his cheeks were as red as peach pistils, and his heart was full of sweetness.

How did she come to find her?Sure enough, I missed her.

Jia Heng looked at the plump and charming beauty.

Yuan Chun doesn't know if it's because of his double tenth year and his body is completely open, or because of his continuous development in the past, the beauties are beautiful and charming, especially the charming charm at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, which makes people's heart itch, and he walks down his neck, crisp White as snow, round like a moon, it belongs to the one that I like more and more, I thought to myself, no wonder Tang people regard plump and slightly fat as beauty.

Jia Heng was a little tempted, and moved closer, looking for the familiar lips.

"Brother Heng, eh~" Yuan Chun looked up at Jia Heng, and slowly closed her beautiful eyes, her snowy shoulders trembling slightly.

After a long time, Yuan Chun nestled in Jia Heng's arms, his red lips and jade face were as bright as peach pistils, and he asked softly, "Did Brother Heng write a poem for Bao Yu just now?"

Jia Heng said softly: "It's just to encourage and persuade students, big sister, in fact, Baoyu can go to the school to study, and the exam in the examination room has made great progress."

When Yuan Chun heard the words, his beautiful eyes were touched, and he said softly, "Brother Heng is bothering you."

Jia Heng embraced Yuan Chun, and said softly on the earlobe with the blue moon earrings: "Big sister, who made me his brother-in-law."

Yuan Chun heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, her heart was ashamed, she felt her eyes were as bright as water, and said angrily: "Brother Heng, this...you are talking nonsense again."

"It was originally." Jia Heng said softly, "Don't worry, Big Sister, I will take care of him."

"Yeah." Yuan Chun snorted, feeling ashamed and happy, and didn't continue to argue, lightly grabbed Jia Heng's hand that was moving towards the group, and said in a low voice: "Brother Heng, the third younger sister sometimes loves me, You... don't let her see it."

Jia Heng paused, and whispered: "Well, let's stop making trouble. In fact, I just want to see if Big Sister misses me."

Yuan Chun: "..."

Does she want to have anything to do with it?
Hmph, Brother Heng made fun of her again...

Not to mention that Jia Heng and Yuan Chun reunited after the farewell, and were tired of being together, but said——

The night is hazy, the summer night is bright and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The study room of Yang's house is brightly lit and there are flickering figures.

Yang Guochang was dressed in casual clothes, and sat on the grand master's chair behind the desk, and on a few pear wood armchairs not far away, there were also several important members of the Qi Party.

There are three officials of the Qi Party including Pang Shilang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Liu Yuzhong, the Imperial Supervisor of Jijiu, and Peng Ye, the left deputy capital censor. In addition, there are two censors in charge of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. small portion.

Peng Ye, the left deputy capital censor, looked aggressively, and said in a low voice: "Master En, tomorrow will be held at the court meeting to discuss the candidate for the governor of Henan. As far as I know, the Zhejiang people are gearing up and ready to move."

There was coldness in Yang Guochang's old eyes, and he asked, "Do you know who you plan to push?"

Peng Ye said: "Master En, I also heard about the officials, but I'm not sure about the specific candidates. I heard that there are Yude, the censor of the capital of Youqin, Yurong, the admiral of the south of the Yangtze River, and Guo Yongchang, the minister of Taichang Temple. Personal choice."

Peng Ye obviously has a special channel for news. In fact, the officials who are suitable for the card position know each other well.

Yang Guochang frowned, and said: "There was a great chaos in the south of Henan, and we needed a cadre to calm him down. The people they recommend all lack practical talents, and it is embarrassing to supervise the place hastily!"

Peng Ye said: "Mr. Yang, that's what I mean by being an official. It's just that Zhou Dezhen, the former governor of Henan, Sun Long, the chief envoy, and others... I'm afraid the Holy One has prejudice."

The former governors of Henan, Zhou Dezhen and Sun Long, were members of the Qi Party, but they have been proved to be greedy and cruel officials.

Yang Guochang said: "There is something hidden about the chaos in Henan. It has nothing to do with this court push. The Holy One has a candle for thousands of miles, and he will not spread his anger rashly. If it is not for me to choose candidates..."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Peng Ye, the censor of the left deputy capital, and said: "Tomorrow, if something can't be done, you can seek the post of feudal secretary, and we will plan later in the future."

According to the "Dahan Huidian" in the Longzhi period, the governor of the Han Dynasty was ordered to follow the second rank, and the vassal was also assigned to the second rank, but the former was an imperial envoy, awarded the king's flag, and added the titles of the right deputy capital censor and the military minister as usual Therefore, there are many restrictions on the chief envoy in terms of power.

In fact, in later generations, the strict superior-subordinate relationship between the governor and the chief minister was not established until the Qianlong period. Seniority increases to Sangong and Sangu. For example, Yang and Han have the false titles of Taifu and Shaoshi respectively. After Li Zan was in Zhenbei, he also added the false title of Shaobao.

Peng Ye frowned, and said worriedly: "It's all right to be dismissed from office, it's just that the Zhejiang people are now ganging up and acting aggressive."

In recent years, the Zhejiang Party has indeed used the power of the bureaucracy to install party members. In other words, after Emperor Chongping succeeded to the throne, he intended to show favor to the people of Zhejiang in order to consolidate the imperial power "inherited" from the Supreme Emperor.

Yang Guochang raised his eyes to look at the night outside, and said firmly: "The Holy Majesty will not let the governor of Henan be the governor of Zhejiang. The Zhejiang people are in the southern provinces of Jiangnan, Zhejiang, and the six departments of Jinling. There are many party members and many disciples. One member, is the world the world of the people of the world? Or the world of the Zhejiang people?"

In a word, everyone's heart was shocked, as if the fog cleared, and they suddenly became enlightened.

Pang Shilang's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "What Enxiang said is true, but, Enxiang, I am still worried that Yongning Boxu will use the governor's Henan affairs to interfere."

"He is Wu Xun, what qualifications does he have to recommend candidates for the governor? Besides, he has a shallow foundation and no one in his circle." Yang Guochang said calmly with a gloomy gaze.

Liu Yuzhong nodded, twirling his beard with his hand, and said: "My Han Dynasty has separated the military from the government. He used to be the governor of Henan's military government as an expedient measure. I heard that he even sent troops to intervene in the bandits in Shandong and ordered Lu Qi, the admiral of Shandong, to ruin the national system. , Now that the Central Plains is settled, and all industries are waiting to be promoted, how can he be allowed to speak indiscriminately about the candidates for the border ministers?"

Pang Shilang's eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "I'm afraid that my son will be arrogant because he is the favored minister of the emperor, and he will not know how to advance or retreat, while my son and the Zhejiang people will be friends with each other, colluding with each other, and the benefactor has to guard against it."

Yang Guochang said: "Don't pay attention to the boy, the Holy Majesty knows it well, if he doesn't keep his duty as a courtier, maybe he doesn't have to wait until he loses the battle in northern Xinjiang."

"If Enxiang said so, who will be the governor of Henan tomorrow?" Liu Yuzhong asked.

Yang Guochang said: "The Sacred Heart has already made a decision, and non-Northern scholars can't take it."

At this moment, Yang Guochang really didn't know Jia Heng's idea, because Jia Heng didn't show any interest in the governor's candidate before, and as for Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding, he was even less obvious.

Pang Shilang then said: "Mr. En, there is also the candidate for the governor of the river. Previously, the Department of Water Transport and the River Yamen had frequent conflicts. Now we should take this opportunity to integrate the functions and powers of the two departments and straighten out the economic system to prevent constraints from the left and right."

When Yang Guochang heard this, his eyes became thoughtful, and immediately he agreed in a tone of voice: "Nanhe Yamen and Water Transport Department are specialized in river channels and water transport. The two affairs are often intertwined, so it is not allowed to go out of many doors, especially Nanhe is diverted to water transport again. If it is in the way, one person needs to take over the responsibility, and the Holy Majesty also has the intention of combining the two institutes."

Pang Shilang said: "Enxiang, Nanhe yamen is no better than the governor of Henan. Maybe it's because the children's association secretly communicated with the people of Zhejiang. I don't know?"

But Peng Ye smiled and said: "Don't worry about Da Da. When I was in Huai'an, because of the flood in the Nanhe River, I saw that Yongning Bo and the people of Zhejiang had disagreed. Young, I saw several disputes."

"Is there another matter?" Guozijian Liu Yuzhong was surprised, and said, "Shen Fang is the most powerful governor in the world. If he goes to Beijing, he is afraid of joining the cabinet. Isn't this Yongning Bo very close to the Zhejiang Party?"

Yang Guochang pondered and said: "Your child is frivolous and arrogant, why have you ever paid attention to the world? He used military aircraft to set up a chaotic government. The Zhejiang people were patient before, but they wanted to deal with the old man. Now the old man is as safe as a rock, and they are fighting with the child again. , is simply ridiculous."

Everyone nodded in agreement and said in agreement.

(End of this chapter)