"Holy Father" Jia She of the Red Chamber

Every New Year's Eve in Daqing, a banquet will be held in the Hall of Preservation and Harmony to entertain the ministers, foreign leaders, foreign envoys, and senior officials of the first and second ranks.

Even though Jia Amnesty had no real power, he was still a first-rank general, so he was naturally invited.

From early in the morning, all high-ranking officials in Beijing had to wait outside the palace gate according to the regulations of the Ministry of Rituals. They lined up according to their ranks and waited for the emperor to come to participate in the congratulations. By the time the congratulations were over, it was already past noon.Then, the low-level officials will go home to celebrate the New Year, while the first- and second-rank officials will stay to participate in the evening banquet.

In the past few years, Jia She was huddled in the group of military officers in obscurity, living with a few dudes who were qualified to stand here because of their ancestral ancestry, but this year was different, Jia She He has a good reputation among the literati, even if the literati look down on each other, but the literati often admire some people with a pure heart.

Jia Amnesty, among the five big and three rough military officers, has a handsome appearance and a refined temperament, and there is a gentle feeling in his gestures that make people feel like a spring breeze, which makes him even more abrupt.

Jia Zheng stood at the end of the civil servants, looking at Jia She, who seemed to stand out from the crowd on the other side of the military officer, his eyes flashed with unwillingness.

At this time, there was still some time before entering the palace to celebrate the new year, and people who were familiar with each other among the officials gathered to chat.

Seeing the opportunity, Jia Zhen sneaked up to Jia She, smiling flatteringly: "Uncle She."

Jia She smiled, wearing Yushu Linfeng's official uniform: "Zhen'er, what's the matter, I have something to do with Uncle She."

Jia Zhen shook her head, he didn't ask him for Uncle She's business, it's because Uncle She's reputation in Beijing is so good now, he also wanted to follow suit, after all, they are all from the Jia family, right now he saw Uncle She and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mo Shuizheng said a few words to Master Mo, and he quickly came over: "Uncle Xi, do you have friendship with Master Mo from the Ministry of Rites?"

"No," Jia She shook his head, "What kind of friendship can I have with this kind of adult, it's just that Mr. Mo asked about my library and knew that there were a few manuscripts in it, and wanted to borrow them. "

"That's a good thing. Send it back when you turn around." Jia Zhen said quickly.

Jia Amnesty shook his head: "The library's regulations state that books are never outsiders. If Mr. Mo wants to read them, he can come to the library to read them, or he can send someone to the library to copy a copy of those books and read them when he goes back. of."

"Uncle Forgiveness," Jia Zhen said with a look of resentment, "It's a good opportunity, why did you ruin it?"

Jia She shook his head with a smile, and sighed, "Zhen'er, you still don't understand."

Jia Zhen was at a loss when she heard it. He felt that his Uncle She was getting more and more powerful. Even though he was a little afraid of Uncle She's tricks, he felt that it was right to follow Uncle She. Why would Uncle She say that about him? ?

Before Jia Zhen could react, she saw Master Mo, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, approaching again, followed by Prince Yu, Situ Xi, Jia Zhen's eyes were wide open, and her legs were a little weak.

This Prince Yu is the emperor's younger brother. Because of his young age, he has been pampered by the emperor as his son. Although he has no real power, the favor in the palace is real, and this prince is still a bookworm.

Jia Zhen turned her head to look at Jia She's expression again, and found that Jia She had a warm smile on her face, as if she had a well-thought-out plan. Could it be that Uncle She felt that he could get more benefits by rejecting Lord Mo just now? Jia Zhen's eyes When it came to light, he was still the one who pardoned uncle.

Jia Amnesty stepped forward calmly and greeted Prince Yu.

Prince Yu didn't pay much attention to this, instead he asked Jia She with great interest: "I heard that there are many good books in your library, but it's true."

"It's not very good, most of them are manuscripts, but it's good enough and complicated enough." Jia She replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Prince Yu's eyes lit up: "How much, how complicated?"

That's right, I don't know if this Prince Yu is a nerd, or a nerd who likes to read all kinds of miscellaneous books. He only found out about the matter today, and because of that, he was more interested.

"Many of the Four Books and Five Classics and the ingenious acrobatics were bought by Xiaguan from Fanbang merchants. They are really interesting. I went there to see them when I have nothing to do."

When Prince Yu heard this, he became more interested: "Then can you take a look at this king?"

"Of course, as long as the lord is free, the lord is welcome to go to the lord's library at any time."

A gloomy look appeared on Prince Yu's face: "Can't you take it and read it before returning it? This king will not be greedy for a few books from you."

Jia Amnesty cupped his hands: "This is a rule. Please excuse me for not agreeing. Those scholars who go to the library of Xiaguan on their birthdays are also for the purpose of learning some knowledge and reading some good books. If everyone can get outside, then the books There are not so many books in the library, and many people don't read books anymore, if the prince really wants to read them, he can send a servant who can write and ink to come over and record interesting books, and then take them back to read."

Prince Yu looked Jia She up and down, spread his hands helplessly, and said to Mo Shuizheng, "You're right, Jia She is such a bum, even this king can't go through the back door."

Mo Shuizheng laughed a few times: "This is the only way to be worthy of the reputation of Mr. Ruyu, man, you must have this kind of bearing."

Mr. Ruyu, Jia She raised his eyebrows, why didn't he know that he had such a title.

Prince Yu nodded, and patted Jia She on the shoulder: "I like you, come and sit in my palace when you are free. I also have many good books there?"

"Then I would like to thank you, my lord."

When Prince Yu and Mo Shui were leaving, Jia Zhen leaned forward again, but the expression on her face was full of admiration: "Uncle Xi, you are too powerful."

Jia Amnesty smiled, noncommittal.

Many people have seen the scene just now, and everyone has a higher evaluation of Jia She, thinking that he has the bearing and character of a literati.

Ye tilted his eyes to look at Jia Zheng, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have a good brother."

Jia Zheng had a sullen face, and watched several civil servants go up to chat with Jia Amnesty, he couldn't hold back any longer, and walked towards Jia Amnesty.

Ye Qing looked at it, raised his eyebrows and followed.

It just so happened that Jia Amnesty chatted with a few civil servants of medium and small sizes, and during the break, Jia Zheng came to him.

Jia She raised his eyebrows: "Second brother."

"Brother," Jia Zheng raised his hand and saluted. In terms of etiquette, he must not let people find fault: "Brother, you just had a good chat with some adults, but you are discussing some poems and works."

Jia Amnesty blinked, looked at Ye Qing who was following up, and then looked at a few civil servants standing not far away who hadn't left yet, and said with a smile: "Second brother, it's not like you don't know how much my brother weighs. How can you be qualified to talk about poetry with a few adults."

"Oh, that's my brother's misunderstanding. My brother was still thinking about taking advantage of my elder brother's light and listening to me for a while. I didn't expect that," Jia Zheng sighed with regret in his tone. Then, he took a step forward, Thinking that he lowered his voice and said: "Brother is standing here with the military officer, wearing the official uniform of a first-rank general. It's not good to neglect the military officer's side by always chatting with the civil servants. Anyway, my Rongguo Mansion is also a military officer. ah."

Jia She raised his eyebrows, with a subtle expression on his face. This was to sow dissension. He was calling out that he was uneducated and an idiot, not qualified to be compared with literati, and then he said that he looked down on generals.

But, don't forget that you are also my own younger brother. If an older brother looks down on a military officer, can you look down on him?

Jia Amnesty really wanted to see what Jia Zheng, who had been dragging Shi Taijun back, had in his head.

The people around also pricked up their ears, waiting for Jia She's next words.

Jia She laughed lightly and shook his head with a sigh: "Second brother, in your heart, how can there be any distinction between civil servants and military officials? They all work for the emperor, and they are all loyal courtiers. How can there be yours and mine? You, It’s too far-fetched.” You, so stupid.

"However, my brother not only has the Four Books and Five Classics of literati, my brother also has a few good military books and formations, all of which I got from the old Duke and my father. It is a good thing, and my brother has also put it in the library. If you want to watch it, everyone can watch it." Jia She added another sentence.

Those generals' eyes lit up when they heard this. Duke Rong's prestige in the army was also very strong in the past. The things passed down from Duke Rong must be good things. The head of the Rongguo Mansion is really generous. ah.

As a general, I just like people who are unambiguous and unambiguous.

As soon as Jia She's finished speaking, a few military officials of the fourth and fifth ranks came up to chat and asked about the book of war. Jia She took a look at Jia Zheng and ignored them. Talk about your own library.

Jia Zheng was so angry that he almost fell on his back. Looking back, he found that the civil servants who were close to him were looking at him in the wrong way, and he was immediately embarrassed.

Ye Qing stepped forward and patted Jia Zheng's shoulder: "I, now I know why you have been sitting in this position for more than ten years without moving a step. You are far behind your brother."

Jia Zheng gritted his teeth, blushed, lowered his head and returned to his seat, only looked up at Jia She in front of him from time to time, that man was standing among a group of people, talking and laughing happily, very uncomfortable, Jia Zheng felt that his chest was starting to ache, and he wished he could spit out a mouthful of blood before he would be reconciled.

A moment later, the Meridian Gate sounded a drum, and the Yemen opened, and civil and military officials entered the palace in an orderly manner, and the court ceremony began.

After the congratulations were over, officials who were not of high rank left the palace on their own, and Jia Zheng also got into the carriage and returned to Rongguo Mansion.

As soon as he got back to the study, he was so angry that he swept the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table all over the floor. The blood that had been held in his chest for a long time finally spit out and covered the table.

Jia Zheng's legs went limp, and he slumped on the chair, his eyes filled with bewilderment, and after a while, he became unwilling again. Why, why, Jia Amnesty, who has no talent or virtue, can make so many people look at him with admiration, and he Jia Zheng, however, was depressed and frustrated. God was not fair, and God was not fair.

Then, Jia Zheng thought of his official career and his dead eldest son who was good at studying and striving for success.

No, no, I still have Baoyu, Baoyu is born with jade, and there will be great fortune in the future.

Thinking of this, Jia Zheng stumbled to his feet and planned to go to Rongqingtang to see Baoyu. He didn't know if this kid was working. You know, Zhu'er back then was studying even during the Chinese New Year.

What's more, Jia Zheng deliberately avoided it, that is, there is a night banquet in the palace today, and the old lady of the Rong Mansion is old, so she doesn't have to attend the night banquet, but she will go to worship during the day, and the Queen Mother just happens to be there, like an old lady There are very few old lords of this level, so every new year, they will be left to say a few words after the daytime visit. As for whether to stay for the dinner, it depends on the old lady's own wishes, the queen mother Be considerate of these old lords who are about the same age as me, and don't force it.

Even on normal days, Jia Baoyu often pretended to be sick and didn't go to school, not to mention it was New Year's Eve, so of course he put down his books and had fun with a group of sisters and sisters.

Yingchun was married back by Jia Amnesty, Lin Daiyu would often run over because of her good relationship with Yingchun, Jia Baoyu was afraid that Lin Daiyu would run to Yingchun again today, and he would be stopped by his aunt because of the so-called defense of men and women, so today he went to see Yingchun. In the early morning, he stood outside the green yarn cabinet, waiting for sister Lin.

When Jia Zheng arrived, Jia Baoyu was holding back Lin Daiyu, and for a while, he was lying low and acting like a coquette, and for a while, he insisted on letting Lin Daiyu stay with her. Coupled with a kind of trouble from the maid and Tanchun's jokes, the scene was playful. Noisy, really lively.

However, when Jia Zheng saw this scene, he was deeply irritated. Seeing Jia Baoyu's flattering behavior, his heart was filled with anger.

"Evil!" Jia Zheng roared angrily.

When Jia Baoyu heard Jia Zheng's roar, he was terrified, and when he turned around and saw the angry Jia Zheng, his legs limp and collapsed on the ground: "Master, sir."

"You still know that I'm your master. Look at what you've done. Instead of studying hard, you're playing around here. You're an idiot." The more Jia Zheng thought about it, the more angry he became. Xie kept pressing on his body, wishing he could teach this unworthy son a lesson.

Lin Daiyu saw Jia Zheng's expression, and then looked at Jia Baoyu's cowardly appearance, and sneered in her heart. She was really tired of Jia Baoyu's harassment from time to time. He was about to lift the curtain and go directly to her green gauze closet.She has tried her best to keep this precious jade closed, but she is still annoyed by him.

Lin Daiyu rolled her eyes, took a step forward, and bowed her knees to say hello: "Second uncle."

Jia Zheng nodded. He really didn't want to teach him a rebellious son in front of outsiders, so he suppressed his anger, but those flaming eyes still made Jia Baoyu tremble with fright.

Lin Daiyu smiled, turned her head and said to the attacker, "Hurry up and help Baoyu up, it looks like this, don't break it."

Xiren raised his eyes and glanced at Jia Zheng, and found that Jia Zheng did not express his anger, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help Jia Baoyu, and carefully arranged Jia Baoyu's clothes.

This scene stimulated Jia Zheng again.

Lin Daiyu continued: "The second uncle is here to see the old ancestor. The second uncle came early, and the old ancestor and the first uncle have not returned after entering the palace."

Mentioning that annoying Jia Amnesty again, Jia Zheng's face turned livid.

"But sister Yingchun will bring Cong'er over in a while. The second uncle hasn't seen Cong'er yet. He's only four years old, and he's already well-behaved. Usually, my niece thinks it's cute when I look at it, especially when I say it seriously. It’s really fun to be like an old pedant when it’s necessary.” Then, Lin Daiyu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed a few times, as if she really remembered Jia Cong pretending to be a little adult. Not happy.

The atmosphere in the room finally eased up a bit, and Xue Yan served hot tea to Jia Zheng with a wink.

Jia Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart, glared at Jia Baoyu, followed Lin Daiyu's words and asked: "That Cong'er is doing well in studying."

"It's okay, I just finished reading the Three Character Classic, and I'm still pestering us to teach Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand Character Classic." Lin Daiyu smiled: "He is really a child who needs to learn."

Just like his Pearl, when he was five years old, he could memorize a hundred and three thousand. Jia Zheng subconsciously turned his attention to Jia Baoyu again. can fall again.

What a waste, Jia Zheng’s pent-up anger rose. He sullenly tried to test Jia Baoyu, only to find out that Jia Baoyu didn’t know what to ask, and Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Baoyu’s bumbling answers, and always kindly reminded him. Two sentences.

In the end, Jia Zheng's anger seemed to be substantive. He swept the teacup on the ground, pointed at Jia Baoyu, and began to scold: "Tell me, what have you learned in normal times? You don't even know such simple things. I understand, even Yu'er is better than you." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Jia Zheng went up and slapped Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu's legs were already weak, so she sat on the ground after being hit by this slap, covered her face and began to cry, the room immediately became a mess, the servant girl knelt down on the ground, even Tanchun knelt down and begged Jia Zheng is kind.

Lin Daiyu sneered, she really is a phoenix egg, she can't be scolded or beaten, the more you beg for mercy, the more it will make Jia Zheng angry.

Indeed, Jia Zheng looked at Yingying and Yanyan kneeling on the ground in the room, and then looked at Jia Baoyu who was mixed with this group of fans, who was not manly at all, and was so angry that he couldn't help himself. coming voice.

"Even if the second brother wants to teach the child a lesson, he shouldn't be in the Rongqing Hall of the ancestor. The ancestor is not at home, so the second brother can't act wild." Mrs. Xing led Yingchun in, just in time to see this scene, Then I found that Lin Daiyu was giving her eyes secretly, and I laughed even harder in my heart: "It's only natural for me to teach my son a lesson, but if I teach my son a lesson here, it's my second brother's fault. Words, but you must always keep it in your heart, like our master, he is not so filial to his ancestors, how could the ancestors love my master so much now, and listen to him in everything."

This time, it completely ignited Jia Zheng's anger, yes, yes, now everything is good for Jia Amnesty, even if the old lady said she wanted to flatter Jia Amnesty, now people are saying good things about Jia Amnesty, as if Jia She is a filial son and a good son, so what is he, what is Jia Zheng, if he disciplines a son, he will be looked down upon by Jia She's woman?

Jia Zheng grabbed Jia Baoyu's collar and walked out: "Then I will take this evil person back and teach him a lesson."

Mrs. Xing saw a group of people shouting and shouting behind Jia Baoyu to plead with Jia Baoyu, but it made Jia Zheng even more angry, and kicked Jia Baoyu a few times on the road, she was happy, and turned her head to look at Lin Daiyu: "Yu'er, before the ancestor came back, my aunt went to your room to sit and sit. It happened that your uncle asked me to bring you some new gadgets."

Lin Daiyu looked at the box in Wang Shanbao's hand, smiled and stepped forward to embrace Mrs. Xing's arm: "Auntie, come in and have a seat."

Jia Yingchun followed behind. When she entered the room, she subconsciously looked in the direction of Jia Baoyu's disappearance. Tanchun and the others had already followed, should she also follow to see.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard the calls of Lin Daiyu and Mrs. Xing in front of him, and followed up with a smile. Jia Baoyu, the second wife, has nothing to do with her first wife.

So, when Shi Taijun was carrying out her plan to praise and kill her eldest son in front of the queen mother, her beloved baby bump was taught by her beloved son. I don't know what kind of mood she will feel when she comes back.