After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Three years have passed in a flash, and Taiyuan Academy has also entered the right track.

After the joint efforts of the five gentlemen and the students of the academy, finally, in this year's government examination, seven scholars were selected from the academy.

Although this government examination was held by Taiyuan Prefecture, Lin Ruhai prepared the test questions according to the level of the capital, and the admission requirements were also based on the standards of the capital.

Although it is said that Jiangnan and Jiangsu are the places where the literary style of the Great Xia is most successful, the students in the capital also have their own advantages.

Therefore, to have this result, everyone is very satisfied.

Lin Ruhai even specially wrote a memorial, sandwiched the papers of these seven students, and handed it to the sage's desk.

This move, in the eyes of many courtiers, was too much fuss.

But thinking about the uneducated backcountry of Cochin, I can barely understand the excitement of Lin Ruhai and the saint.

The sage carefully read the answer sheets of the seven students, and ordered them to be circulated to the courtiers.

The courtiers, who were still somewhat indifferent at first, fell silent after reading the exam questions and answers.

——They originally thought that the exam questions must have taken care of those students.

Facts have proved that the level of these test questions is comparable to those in the capital.

Although some of the views of those students are immature, they are limited by their vision. At least the level of their writing is absolutely worthy of the title of "brilliant".

Lian Wensheng, who was the vice capital censor at the time, looked around, and immediately listed him as a friend of his.There are also Lin Ruhai's same year, fellow countrymen, and classmates in the court. Seeing someone speak up, they all echoed.

But among these people, except for Lian Wensheng and the few others who knew about Lin Ruhai's revenge, they all wanted to get him out of that wretched place of Jiaozhi as soon as possible.

With such talent, where can't make political achievements, why should you be trapped in such a barbaric place?

However, their good intentions were doomed to fail.

Because in this memorial, Lin Ruhai has sincerely asked the saint to let him be re-elected in Taiyuan Mansion, so as not to ruin the good situation that was finally opened.

The sage also had such worries, and naturally he readily agreed to Lin Ruhai's request.

It was a coincidence that Lin Ruhai's book had just arrived at the desk of the imperial case the first day, and the news of the imperial court's victory in Oala came back the next day.

Jia Amnesty was mixed in the team returning to Beijing to offer captives, thinking that he had bumped into the two Oala princes who were captured alive by Universiade, and felt elated.

He is such a lazy person by nature, risking his life, fighting hard on the battlefield, for what?Isn't it just for the future of his two sons?

As long as he thinks that the military merit he earned this time can provide Jia Hu and Jia Lian with a guarantee for the future, and then thinks about the backhand that his cousin Jia Jing prepared for him, Jia She only feels that he has never been so elated.

As one of the generals who offered captives, he also contributed to the capture of the two kings alive, perhaps mixed with the sage's nostalgia and guilt for Jia Jing, Jia Amnesty was promoted to honorary marquis, hereditary for three generations.

That is to say, he will not attack until his great-grandson ascends to the throne.

Jia Amnesty was overjoyed, and before he got home, he sent two waves of people to announce the good news to his wife Song and his cousin Jia Jing respectively.

However, after he returned to Rongguo Mansion and finished dealing with his troubled mother and younger brother, he saw Jia Zhen in plain clothes.

Jia She looked behind Jia Zhen, and asked suspiciously, "Where is Brother Jing?"

Jia Zhen's eyes were red, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Uncle She came back just in time, and in a few days, my nephew will have to take off the clothes, and I have to rely on Uncle She to help manage it."

Jia Amnesty was startled, a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

He shook his hands and asked in a trembling voice, "Get rid of the clothes? What kind of clothes? Who passed away?"

Jia Zhen choked up and said, "Not long after Uncle She left, my father died of illness."

"What...what?" Jia Amnesty was stunned, and suddenly said angrily, "You are an unfilial son, how can you curse your biological father?"

Jia Hu on the side hurried forward, fearing that Jia She would be agitated, and shook hands with his cousin: "Master, what Big Brother Zhen said is true, to respect Uncle...he has already gone!"

Jia Amnesty's eyes were wide open, and his expression was in a trance.

Jia Zhen and Jia Hu hurriedly supported him so that he didn't fall down.

"My lord, my lord, don't scare me." With Jia Zhen's help, Jia Hu helped Jia She onto the chair, turned her head to Jia Lian who was already frightened, and said, "Lian'er, go and get the doctor!"

"No need." Jia Amnesty stopped him loudly, waved his hands and said to the three of them, "You all go out and leave me alone."

"Uncle Xie, you...sorry." Jia Zhen persuaded, then saluted and resigned.

"Father..." Seeing that his father seemed to have been exhausted, Jia Hu felt worried and refused to leave.

"Go out." Jia Amnesty waved his hands weakly, and Jia Zhen, who had already walked to the screen, also gave him winks.

Jia Hu looked at his father, then at his cousin, and led his younger brother Jia Lian out.

Mrs. Song had already been waiting outside the door, and when she saw the three brothers coming out, she immediately went up to meet them, and asked worriedly, "How is the master?"

She was also worried that her husband would not be able to accept the sudden news of Jia Jing's death.

Speaking of which, during the three years since the husband and wife were separated, Mrs. Song and her two sons have been worrying about their husband all day long, and their hearts have softened.

In the past three years, all the communication between the husband and wife was through letters, and the relationship has improved.

If it was three years ago, even though the Song family would have been worried about Jia She, she would never have waited outside the study regardless of her reserve.

Jia Hu stepped forward to support her mother, frowned and shook her head: "It doesn't look good, he drove us all out."

Mrs. Song sighed: "You two, send your big brother Zhen back first, I'll go see the master."

"Hey, good." Jia Hu responded.

Jia Zhen also knew that Jia Amnesty was not in the mood to care about other things today, so she cupped her hands and said, "Then auntie stay, nephew will go back first."

After Jia Jing's death, Jia Zhen Fu Ling went back to his hometown and kept filial piety for his father in Jinling.

This is also about to be dismissed. In order not to delay reporting to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he just hired a boat and brought his family back.

At this moment, although the Ningguo Mansion is not in a mess, it has not been tidied up, and Jia Zhen has a lot of things to do.

Jia Hu and Jia Lian sent Jia Zhen out. Mrs. Song walked to the door of the study and was about to push the door, but heard a suppressed cry from inside.

Mrs. Song paused, and did not disturb her husband, but waited for the crying inside to stop before opening the door and entering.

"master."

"It's my wife, come in."

Song Shi came to his side, held his hand, and said softly: "The deceased is gone, the master still needs to express his condolences. Zhen'er and Hu'er are still young, and they still need your care."

"You're right. Zhen'er and Hu'er are still young." Jia She took a deep breath and said suddenly, "Ma'am, I'm going to separate from my second child."

"Separation?" Song was taken aback, and couldn't help showing joy.But soon, she shook her head in embarrassment, "The old lady will not agree."

With the old lady's preference for Jia Zheng, how could it be possible to let the youngest son go out and lose the aura of the Rongguo Mansion?

Not to mention that Jia She's title has been promoted again, they might still be thinking about this title.

Jia She sneered, "I can't let him this time!"

Over the years, he has had enough!

This time, he didn't intend to discuss with them in a friendly manner.

He dared to kill the fish and break the net, but he didn't know, would they dare?

Naturally, Jia Mu and Jia Zheng dared not.

After Jia Zhen got rid of the service, Jia Amnesty invited Jia Zhen to preside over it, and wanted to separate from Jia Zheng.

Just as Song expected, how could Mother Jia agree?

If the situation of Jia Zheng and Jia She is reversed, Jia Zheng is prosperous and Jia She is down, she is afraid that she can't wait to separate the two sons, lest Jia She take advantage of the younger son.

But reality is reality. Jia Amnesty went to the battlefield to fight his life and was caught in the eyes of the saints, but Jia Zheng was still the sixth-rank head of the Ministry of Industry who was squeezed out by his colleagues.

If he left the Rongguo Mansion and Jia She, the hot honored marquis, with Jia Zheng's official position, he would soon disappear from the crowd in the capital, that is, he would be a little stronger than those clansmen in the back streets.

But Jia Amnesty was determined, and no discussion was allowed at all.

Mother Jia used filial piety to suppress him, so he threw out the evidence that Jia Zheng framed Shangfeng and was killed by others, and threatened Mother Jia that if he disagreed with the separation of the family, he would expose it.

A look of horror appeared on Jia Zheng's face.

——How did he change from a member of the fifth rank to a chief of the sixth rank?

Not because of these things.

Moreover, at that time, because both parties had scruples, these things were not leaked at all.If Jia Amnesty really gets out, I'm afraid he will really become a blank slate.

But Mother Jia didn't believe that Jia She dared to do this: "Hmph! If Zheng'er is involved in the remnants of the previous dynasty, how can you escape as a real brother?"

"Oh!" Jia She sneered, looking at Mother Jia as if she was looking at a fool who pretended to be smart, "Old lady, don't you think everyone else is a fool? Do you think you are doing it at home behind closed doors? No one else knows about it?"

Mother Jia was a little flustered, but she still held on and said, "Anyway, you are brothers, and if he committed a crime, you can't run away!"

At this time, Jia Zheng also calmed down: "That's right, brother, you'd better think twice."

Jia Zhen has studied the law for many years and is about to take up a post in the Ministry of Punishment. She looks down on Jia Mu and Jia Zheng's behavior.

But precisely because he is familiar with the law, he knows that if Jia Zheng's incident happens, Jia Amnesty will definitely be implicated.

This is really... the tofu fell into the ashes, neither light nor heavy.

Seeing that the matter was about to reach a stalemate, Mrs. Song, who had been silent all this time, was ready to speak up to smooth things over, and shed light on the matter first.

But Jia Amnesty stopped her.

Jia Amnesty knew very well that the matter had come to this point, and if he couldn't tear it apart completely today, then the bargaining chip he used to threaten Jia Zheng today would become the thing that Jia Zheng used to threaten himself in turn.

He had to let them know and firmly believe that he, Jia She, was a desperate bastard, so that they wouldn't dare to mess with him again!

So, instead of being angry, he smiled: "Since the old lady and the second brother don't care, then I have nothing to worry about. I will go to the palace to face the saint and present these evidences to the saint. Oh, by the way, there is also the old lady who secretly I also brought the evidence supporting the Third Prince and the Ninth Prince. It just so happens that I still have a title on me, the worst thing is to win the title, I am still a third-rank military officer anyway."

Mother Jia was startled, and then trembled with anger: "You...you unfilial son! How could you abuse the title earned by your ancestors indiscriminately?"

Jia Amnesty was indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him: "What's wrong with the old lady? If Jia Zheng hadn't done such a terrible thing, how could I have made such a bad move? The title, today's At worst, I will go to the battlefield to fight. No matter how bad it is, my two sons are not the kind of incompetent people, and they will always earn themselves a future."

This is to beat around the bush and scold Jia Zheng for being worthless, and only thinking about the little things left by his ancestors, which still don't belong to him.

Jia Zheng's face was flushed red, he was angry, and even more frightened.

"Mother..." He looked at Jiamu pleadingly.

Mother Jia looked deeply at Jia Amnesty, seeing that he was determined, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, let's split up!"

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