Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

The year before, Brother Cong only gave Tu Su a hand-carved piglet and a picture of birthday greetings. Obviously, Na Mo and two sets of seals were also hand-made by him.

However, after such a long time, the ink was used up long ago, and after that, Tufu was begging a lot from Brother Cong, so Tufu simply regarded it as his daily welfare, and no longer regarded it as a birthday gift.

There are also those two sets of seals, ahem, I don’t know who to blame for this, the seal was carved by Jia Cong himself, it is not an orthodox square, but a maple leaf and a bamboo branch, with the name of Tu Su in the middle.

After seeing it, Tu Su liked it very much. What he liked more was to take that chapter and print it on Jia Cong’s paintings, even every single one. Obviously, some styles did not match the seal. After a few times, Jia Cong was so angry. Cong simply took back the two sets of seals, regardless of whether they were birthday presents from him or not.

And it was placed directly in the space, even though Tuli sent the hidden guards to look for it, but he couldn't find it.

For this matter, the two have been arguing for several months, and they haven't clarified yet.

The birthday gift prepared this year still contained his own paintings, and Brother Cong hadn't thought about the rest for a long time.

It's really that the relationship between the two is too close now, as long as he makes a copy, he will prepare a copy for him.

Then it's nothing new to think about doing things with your own hands, and he's picky, unlike his father who just sends fans every time!

Or I can only think of new and novel things, but how can there be so many new ideas in this world?

After thinking about it for a long time, although he still came up with a few ideas, he gave up in the end. It's not that he can't make something, but he just thought that he compromised on this birthday and made a novelty gift, so next time Do you still want to be better? !

When I think of this, I lose all motivation. It’s better to be in the middle of the law, and even form a rule. After that, I just need to give these for every birthday.

Brother Cong spent a long time thinking about it, but he made a happy decision within 1 minute. The picture of birthday worship is still the same. Then, the seal can’t be given away, and it can be changed to an inkstone. It’s just a matter of making a set of brushes by hand. The ink is usually used He didn't work hard on the pattern and format, so he simply made a set of ink for Fu Lu Shou Xi this time.

He doesn't know how to make paper, so after thinking about it, he changed it into a set of bookmarks with illustrations of Tang poems!

Plus a small warm jade pendant, six things, Brother Cong nodded, this is almost the same, and it can be given according to this model in the future, without having to worry about it at all.

The decision on his side was very happy, and he didn't know if Tu Su would cry!

But even if that person is unhappy, Jia Cong doesn't really care. He considers himself a poor man now. Well, although he made a lot of money from the glass factory, all his money is useful, and he doesn't want to waste it on these things. .

Moreover, he has such a great power, even if he delivers food and clothing to the mansion by carloads on weekdays, he can collect rare treasures from all over the world for his birthday on his birthday.

He was very touched at the time, but that touch only lasted for a month, and now more than half a year has passed, and it has long since dissipated without a trace.

Moreover, in fact, he also prepared a gift for him. Thinking of the copper movable type printing that was secretly placed on Zhuangzi, he couldn't help but think of the set of punctuation marks. When marking ancient books, there were many great scholars in the Imperial Academy Where there are objections.

It even almost formed a fight. It was also at that time that Jia Cong finally saw how fiercely these old antiques from the Imperial Academy were fighting with their sleeves in the court hall, and they were even more fierce than those generals.

Thinking about it this way, in the Song Dynasty at this time in history, civil servants were able to overwhelm military generals everywhere. Of course, there were emperors' preference or ruling needs. Let them worship everywhere.

Although the civil servants declined in terms of blood bravery later, and only some boasters were left, the foundation has been laid, and no matter how powerful the later generals are, they will not be able to hold their heads up in front of the civil servants.

Even in this dynasty, even if the first emperor started his family with martial arts and killed his elder brothers, he was particularly fond of military generals, making him suppress civil servants everywhere, and often elevating noble families to suppress those poetry and book families. After many years, the two are barely equal. That's all.

From this point of view, it is no wonder that all the noble mansions, no matter how big or small, are dedicated to urging their children to study and progress. On the one hand, it is true that the prosperity of the times emphasizes literary governance, and on the other hand, it may not be due to the respect for literati deep in their hearts.

It's a pity that it's really too difficult for these people's families to come up with a reading seed. It's simply a genetic mutation, er, just like him!

Jia Cong was watching these old people fighting, watching them finally tearing up the stacks and not knowing, there was no other way, it could only be decided by the emperor, and if he was not convinced, he would publish a book as a biography, and leave it to future generations to comment. The great Confucian scholars of the book are springing up like mushrooms after rain.

The rest of Jia Cong didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, although the punctuation marks were made by him, these disputes are not related to him.

What he paid attention to was the way the emperor dealt with the sentence "the people can make it what they want, but they can't make it known".

The last thing I knew was, "The people can, let them know; if they can't, let them know." After that, I knew that today is an enlightened society, and I don't object to enlightening the people, so I have been planning the newspaper.

But if you want to print civil newspapers, the previous woodblock printing is not enough, at least you have to get the copper type first.

Or a printing machine powered by water would be even better. After nearly two years of working, the copper characters have already been completed, but the hydraulic printing machine always has some shortcomings, and it was not finally perfected until recently.

Hehe, Jia Cong had realized that he was becoming more and more hateful now. He made things one by one, but he just pushed everything to Tufu.

Or, can he plan this newspaper himself?

Otherwise, it is really getting lazy.

Since you want to do it, then such a happy decision!

On October 28th, this time Jia Cong gave the gift to Tufu early in the morning. In his dark complexion, he brought out a bowl of long-lived noodles. Having grown up so big, even though he is doted on by his mother, queen and brother, both of them are of high status, how could they personally give him under?Even if you don't need to order, the palace has its own rules.

Of course, Jia Cong would never tell him that he didn't cook this noodle himself, at most he stood by the side and directed it, then filled it with his own hands, and brought it over!

He really didn't expect that Tu Su, who was judged to be very picky, could be coaxed with just a bowl of noodles?It's incredible!

After Tu Su happily ate the noodles, he got into the carriage under Cong Geer's rare hospitality and drove towards the imperial palace.

Although the two are going to the same destination, Jia Cong lived in the palace several times in the past half a year, and they took different paths. Naturally, Tufu can only take the main road, after all, his every move attracts attention.

Brother Cong had to take some long detours, or even pass through some small roads, and this day is the same.

The carriage came out from the back door of the palace, and then bypassed a main road and passed through another small road. This has turned to another direction to the palace. Although it is still a little bit off from the route from Rongguo Mansion to the palace, it is on the other side. Not many.

Because it was already severe winter, and there was a heavy snowfall the night before, Jia Cong couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car and looked outside through the glass window. There were few pedestrians on the road, and it was difficult for businessmen to do business in such weather. It might take two days to stop.

I just don't know if the simple houses on the ordinary farms in the countryside can survive such heavy snow, I am afraid that the imperial court will start to be busy with disaster relief again.

When the rice was planted in the suburbs of Beijing this year, although there was some yield, it was not high, not as good as ordinary wheat.

And it may be because the weather here is relatively cold. The rice filling situation is not good, and the rice is much more deflated than those shipped from the south.

This can be regarded as a failure, but now he has to think about what to plant next year, and how to improve this rice seed. Now that he has already started, he doesn't want to give up halfway!

Fortunately, although the drought in the south of the Yangtze River this year is worse than last year, but because of the Champa rice seeds, the reduction in grain production is not too severe. This has hit the four or six princes who are jumping endlessly. Otherwise, today's Jiangnan If there is a significant reduction in production, it is estimated that there will be rumors about His Majesty among the people, and then it will give the Emperor a chance to come back and take charge of power.

Hmph, it has been so many years since I retired, and I still dream of being able to hold power all the time, it's really ridiculous!

Just looking at the white snow outside, I relaxed my mind and thought about it, and after a while, I thought that although I looked free now, it seemed that I was still busy every day. Obviously, I just wanted to be a petty official for my father at first. Dangdang!

Now he has put himself in the trap. If it weren't for the emperor, it would look fine now, and Tu Su would often help him out, and he didn't know how to be taboo for making these things by himself.

However, now that they trust themselves so much, it is not because they have been hiding behind the scenes and never stand in front of the stage, so all the credit is naturally the emperor's. Even if a few people know the truth, they will definitely not be taboo to say it Fortunately, he doesn't care about these things, they are all from Su, so it's good to use them to get some benefits. If he still wants to make a big name and go down in history, he doesn't seem to have such a big face!

Looking up at the front, everything is pale, what did a doggerel say in the previous life? 'The body of the black dog is white, and the body of the white dog is swollen. '?

I couldn't help but look around to see if I could find a black dog or a white dog. If I couldn't, a gray dog ​​and a yellow dog would do too!

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything.

Sure enough, it is unlucky for a person who has an official status to be on duty every day, he is even worse than a dog!

Eh, I made a mistake, at this early morning light, there are already people walking on the street?It wasn't long before the curfew ended, and the hurrying people didn't know what was urgent.

Hey, no, this person is...

The focus was a little bit concentrated, Jia Cong almost jumped up, and quickly waved to Ah Da who had been following him, "Look who is that man?"

"That? The servant just looks a little familiar, is it from our mansion?"

Jia Cong said "En!", and it's no wonder that Ah Da couldn't recognize him. He was only one year older than himself. When the man left the house, he was not very old, and he had seen him less often. Now The man's attire has changed a lot, if not because he is good at painting and his observation ability is much more subtle than that of ordinary people, he probably wouldn't have recognized him.

Another guard was called over, this is from the palace, with martial arts on his body, "Follow that man and see where he goes." Turning to Ada, he said, "Go too, help pass the I'll wait here for some news."

The two quickly responded, and quickly chased after the man where he disappeared.

Jia Cong took a closer look at the carriage again. Fortunately, it was not from the mansion, and there was no emblem on the carriage, otherwise it would have been exposed.

"Third Master, it's almost time for the o'clock." Seeing that Jia Cong didn't order the carriage to move forward, another guard next to him hurried over and said.

"I don't need to be in front of His Majesty today, you go over quickly and give me a leave, just say that something is delayed." After thinking for a while, he said, "Talk to Su Jiu, His Majesty will ask, and he will know how to answer. "

The guard really didn't want to go. Of course, Eunuch Su Jiu knew how His Majesty would answer his question, but he didn't know how His Majesty would answer his question!

Moreover, the third master is still here alone to track down some inexplicable person, and ran to report by himself. If something happens, how many heads does he have to chop off?

Seeing his hesitation, Jia Cong knew his worries, so he had no choice but to comfort him, "Go first, go back quickly, if you leave, I'll send someone here to give you a message.

Also, that person just looks like a previous servant in my mansion, he has no background, but because he offended me before, so I don't want to let him go.

Besides, maybe it's just an ordinary person or looks alike, and it's possible that I misread it, but you can't recognize it when you look at Ada. "

The guard looked at Third Master Cong's extremely sincere eyes in front of him, but he didn't believe it at all. He might have been abducted by his own prince, and Third Master Cong's love has been tossing and tossing year after year.

Normally, when chatting with Ah Da and the others, although you can't intentionally gossip about the master, but the meaning that comes out occasionally, the current Third Master Cong is even more lively than when he was a child.

These people have keen senses. Over the past few years, Jia Cong is really more fun-loving than when he was a child. I grew up pampered.

But the Elder Master himself is full of troubles, and he often needs Brother Cong to help plan, so how can he enjoy his childhood to the fullest.

These years, he has gradually grown up, and after so many years of slow planning, many things in the mansion have been controlled by the three of them. Officials without jobs can no longer make big waves.

They were not beaten to death with a stick. Firstly, it was because they were all surnamed Jia after all, and they were brothers of the Eldest Master. Fame gets in the way after all.

Secondly, it is also to avoid the life from being too boring. When there is nothing to do, find someone who is willing to jump up and down to act for them, just like this time the empress visits her relatives. If you pick it up once, you can find a way to regain her grace, right?

Living in the mansion is fun, and he is proud of his career in officialdom. Even if there is trouble, there will be Tu Su there to help solve it. Brother Cong's mood is naturally more and more relaxed, and even his temper has become more lively.

Unlike before, he is obviously a small person, except when facing Jia Amnesty, most of the time he looks mature.

Although it is very cute, it lacks some of the freshness of a child. Of course, that is also related to the fact that he was an adult in his previous life.

In fact, if you count the precociousness of the ancient people, his current age group is actually almost the same as his previous life, and it happens to be a time when he loves to play and make trouble, and is more escaped from rebellion.

The guard had a headache. He didn't expect that he was just escorting the third master to the palace for a job. After such a short distance, he could meet the third master's curiosity. Also, the world is so big, how could it be so coincidental to be in this big place? In the morning, let the third master meet a familiar and hated person?

Thinking about it this way, even if it was a conspiracy, it would be even more impossible to leave. After thinking for a while, he decisively took out a token from his arms, handed it to another guard, and asked him to report to the palace, and he stayed by himself. Follow Jia Cong to act together.

Jia Cong didn't care which of them stayed, the two of them only waited for a short while, and then saw Ah Da running back from a distance, and said to Jia Cong, "Third Master, that man entered a tavern, Brother Liu Follow in and ask the little one to come and talk to you."

Jia Cong nodded, got out of the carriage directly, let the coachman watch here, and walked forward with Ah Da with the leader of the guards.

Another cotton-like snowflake fell from the sky, and the snow on the ground had already reached the ankles. I thought to make sure if it was the person in my heart, and hurried back to the palace.

Otherwise, if Tuli knew that he had been tripped here, he would probably rush over immediately!

The author has something to say: I have exploded in the past few days and coded tens of thousands of words every day. Unfortunately, some of them have been transferred to the archives, and some of them are waste manuscripts. This is such a terrible efficiency (⊙o⊙)