Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Jia Cong had a stern face, and after seeing the emperor and other officials, he stood there obediently and let them look at him.

His age is too young and his qualifications are too low. If others don't ask, it's not his turn to say something first in this room.

However, even his calm and composed appearance also brought him a lot of hatred.

These few people in the hall, don’t look at them when they go out now, they are all figures who hold great power and support them, but when Jia Cong was so old, which one of them didn’t live hard at home and had to suffer every now and then? Mr. Shouban's hard life?

It took them at least 30 years to finally pass the Jinshi examination and rank in the imperial court, and it took them another 30 to [-] years to be eligible to stand here, but now they are standing next to someone who is younger than their own grandson, and for no reason It was a little uncomfortable, so the gaze staring at Jia Cong was quite oppressive, and the rare silence in the room magnified this oppression tenfold and a hundredfold.

Generally, a 13-year-old boy is not only good at answering the questions in this situation, but it is already very good if he is not scared to pee.

Jia Cong only thought of these as floating clouds, and it was a bit of a state of "he will let him be strong, and the breeze blows the hills", and he didn't take this pressure at all.

Tu Su has been with him for a long time, so he naturally has confidence in him. When he saw that the old men in the room were so blatantly embarrassing his sweetheart, he snorted coldly with disdain, but privately, he carefully remembered them all. Pen.

After a while, the emperor above looked at the embarrassment on the faces of the veteran officials below because they failed to achieve their goals, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea, covering the smile at the corner of his mouth.

These old foxes have often played balance between him and the emperor recently, which made him feel very unhappy. Seeing them deflated now, the breath in his heart finally came out a little bit!

Putting down the tea bowl, he gave Jia Cong a "teachable child" look in a good mood, turned his head and said to the old fellows, "Everyone, you have already read the test paper of little Jia Aiqing, don't you have a lot of questions to ask?" Is it? You might as well take this opportunity to ask clearly."

The emperor said a few words, and there were a few more light coughs in the room, mainly to cover up their guilty conscience. After all, bullying the small by the big will make them lose their integrity, and now they are winning by crushing in front of His Majesty. That's all, after all, if Jia Cong can't even pass such a test, I believe the emperor won't care too much about this young man.

But now it's the old guys like them who lost, and it's really embarrassing for them.

In his heart, he made a strong mark on Jia Cong, but the emperor couldn't help but give him face.

Fortunately, the old fox who has lived for so many years and has a high position may not have other advantages, but his skin must be thick enough.

For a while, you and I asked each other one sentence at a time.

Jia Cong carefully answered the questions one by one, and when he encountered words that were really unclear, he asked someone to take a pen and paper, and drew out the content he wanted to express with fine brushwork.

With this method, not only those who understand a little can understand it after listening and reading, but also those who don't understand at all can miraculously understand the meticulous paintings after looking at them.

For a while, several people in the room became more enthusiastic about the discussion, and the emperor even temporarily called a few people who were in charge of water conservancy from the Ministry of Industry to come over.

After reading those blueprints, these people were much more fanatical than their bosses. The scorching gaze they stared at Jia Cong made Tu Su beside him want to invite these people out directly.

He talked from morning to noon, enjoyed a royal meal, and continued to talk in the afternoon until almost four o'clock, and these people finally had no problem bothering him anymore.

Jia Cong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his throat was a little smoky, and his throat was dry and uncomfortable.

Looking at the tea in hand, he took a sip and didn't dare to drink more. Drinking too much water in this palace is also a big trouble.

Jia Cong calmed down, and the old foxes over there muttered for a long time, and then heard the Minister of the Ministry of Households say, "Your Majesty, although this method of sun-drying salt can greatly increase the production of salt, once the salt is made according to this method, now the salt will be produced." But the salt tax will be completely destroyed!"

Special projects such as salt and iron tea have always been affiliated with the Ministry of Accounts, so the Minister of the Ministry of Accounts is inevitably worried.

"Although it is a bit troublesome to plant trees along the river and remove silt, it is still possible to implement it as long as the local officials publicize it well. However, the amount of work for this reservoir is too large, and the materials used are preferably boulders. ...This is no less difficult than building a section of the Great Wall again..." The Minister of the Ministry of Industry also shook his head, he still thought that this young man was a bit of a talker.

"Oh, what did little Jia Aiqing say?" The emperor directly threw the question to Jia Cong.

Jia Cong lowered his head, looking a bit annoyed on the surface, but rolled his eyes in disdain in his heart.

Although he proposed the Salt Exposure Act, he absolutely did not want to participate in the salt tax reform. Those salt merchants have been extorting money over the years, and each of them has huge wealth. Huge, even the emperor has to be scruples, how can a small champion like him be able to resist, so, for such a big matter, let these old foxes with high positions and weights worry about it.

In addition, the construction of the reservoir mainly uses the cement that is being developed and improved. This thing is still in the confidential stage, so naturally it cannot be said now or from him, so Jia Cong is also very bachelor, after showing annoyance , came directly, "Jia Cong was too young to think carefully, and I hope His Majesty and all adults forgive me!"

In a word, the old foxes who wanted to see his jokes, or make trouble for him, were suddenly choked on the spot. For a while, I didn't understand whether the young man really didn't expect it, or was he consciously avoiding it. Dangerous, his eyes flickered, and he wanted to say a few more words, but he gave up after all. Looking at the ungrown figure and the immature face, it was really bad for them to bully Let's start... The inexplicable feeling of being a villain is really depressing!

Tu Su and Lin Ruhai, who were close to Jia Cong, were cheering for him in their hearts. Brother Cong has been getting too much attention these days, so it's a good thing to avoid it.

Moreover, Lin Ruhai has been in the Yangzhou Salt Administration for so many years, and he has the deepest feeling for those salt merchants and the forces colluding with them. Given Jia Cong's age and qualifications, it is better not to compete with them.

However, taking a sneak peek at the emperor sitting above, Lin Ruhai knew that if there were no accidents this time, he would not be able to escape this drudgery. After a few years, he returned to the capital intact with his children. With this method and the backing of the emperor, he is not afraid to confront those people again.

Lin Ruhai was full of ambition for a moment, and really wanted to do a big job!

Jia Cong only thought about when he could get out of the palace as soon as possible. Today he was in the palace all day, except for taking a seat at lunchtime. Most of the time he was standing, and his legs were a little sore. Being thirsty and unable to drink as much water as I want, I feel that life is a bit bitter/forced......

After holding back for a while, His Majesty was finally willing to let people go. Jia Cong's originally sluggish expression suddenly revived, and his originally lifeless eyes suddenly shone brightly. If he hadn't kept his head down, he wouldn't have Be seen, otherwise it will be another storm.

Looking enviously at those old ministers, His Majesty allowed him to sit in a sedan chair in the palace because of his rank and age. Some resented that he could only walk out of the palace step by step on his tired feet. Didn't he say that he should respect the old and love the young? Well, since Your Majesty already respects the old man, why can't he love the young man? ! !

With such a slander in my heart, I didn't focus on the long corridor, and I felt much better, and I had walked a short distance before I knew it.

Before he could be happy, the little eunuch Qin Feng actually came over, "Third Lord, please walk this way with the servant."

He pointed to a direction, and Jia Cong didn't remember where that direction led to. Although the palace cannot walk around randomly, since this Qin Feng can gain the trust of Tu Su, it is naturally unlikely that he will betray him, and he can't remember the palace. Who would harm him, simply nodded and followed Qin Feng forward.

Qin Feng also let out a long sigh of relief, thankful that the third master is really not suspicious and has a docile disposition, otherwise if he had any doubts, he really wouldn't be able to complete what the prince asked him to do.

Following a path, the two soon came to a corner door. Qin Feng took out a token, and the little eunuch who guarded the door opened the corner door.

Coming out of the door, Jia Cong was surprised to find that this place was already outside the palace, and it really was a shortcut. This road was so far from the outside, almost twice as close as the previous road.

As soon as he got out of the palace gate, he saw a familiar carriage parked on the side of the road, with a smile on his mouth, he got into the carriage neatly, ignoring the loud laughter from Tu Sui, and poured a large cup of tea, feeling finally Come alive.

Since this day, Jia Cong has started to work officially. Fortunately, he is not the only one in the position of Yuqianxing, but there are six people in total. It's fine as long as the shift stays.

Even in the morning, they don't have to be in front of Shengjia, but six people take turns. They usually just stay in the office room, and no one cares about what they do.

After a period of time, after getting used to getting up early, Jia Cong felt that life was actually quite easy.

This afternoon, it was his turn to rest again. He had just returned from the palace when he heard Jia Zhen coming to invite him, and he felt a little unwilling. I don't want to mess with them.

But on the bright side, Jia Zhen is the patriarch after all, and she is a cousin who has not been out of the fifth service, and she has never had any enemies, so she has been invited many times, thinking that it is not good to always refuse, so I simply let people tell Jia Amnesty After saying that, he brought the two of them to the Ning Mansion for a banquet.

The author has something to say: I don’t seem to be in the state today. The small black room shows that today’s codewords exceed [-], but due to large-scale deletions and revisions, only this point is left in the end. O(∩_∩)O~

Hehe, I have no choice but to try to be in a good state tomorrow, a little more (^o^)/~

Finally, I would like to thank the other shore; the past life, 123, mine who fell in love with the lonely little angel, and thank you to the little angels who sent me birthday wishes today, I love you, huh! ! !