Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

The rooms for offering wine are all raised two-story buildings, the bottom is hollowed out to store some sundries, and the top is a single-story wooden building.Hanging the white cloth to shade the sun, Jia Huan was too lazy to complain about the other party's bold and unrestrained behavior.

Wu Jijiu obviously didn't intend to let Jia Huan go like this, he touched Jia Huan's face with his fingers, and twisted it: "Didn't you say that you went to the northwest to blow sand, why is this face still so delicate now?"

How can a man be tender and tender, Jia Huan thought as he took off his shoes and followed Wu Jijiu inside.The room that belongs to Jijiu alone is very large. After all, the top leaders in the Taixue need special care, and Wujijiu is originally a luxury-loving temperament, and the inside is even more shockingly decorated. Accessories seem to have extraordinary origins.

Jia Huan leaned against the table and sat on the soft cushion, and looked around. There was a whole row of calligraphy and paintings of famous people on the wall, many of them were ministers in power in the court. , is the training point of the political center in Kyoto, and if you can make sacrifices, the identity of Wu sacrifices wine is even more worth thinking about.

Wu Jijiu reached out and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Jia Huan, while pouring, he asked, "Is there any arrangement in the mansion when you come back now?"

"The sixth-rank infantry battalion ceremony, you only need to show your head every year and festival, and report to the barracks every ten days." Jia Huan was still very relieved of his father's arrangement.

After listening to Wu Jijiu, he chuckled, pushed the quilt in his hand in front of Jia Huan, looked into Jia Huan's eyes and said: "In three days, there will be an imperial decree to let you enter the palace as a third-class guard. If you don't want to die, don't know It’s not in vain, let’s seriously take the exam and think about when to hold the thigh, by the way, the son of the Southern Prince has made great contributions in the northwest, and now he has been gifted by the Holy One to go to the south of the Yangtze River.”

Jia Huan let out a groan, but said nothing, his face remained motionless, and he just stretched out his hand to drink the water from the cup.

"You have nothing to say?" Wu Jijiu waited to see Jia Huan's good show.

Jia Huan looked up at Wu Jijiu's eyes, those slightly raised peach blossom eyes, and he said seriously: "Master Jijiu, your tea seems to be much better than before, where is the tea from, why didn't I Have you ever drank it?"

Wu Jijiu suddenly felt powerless: "Well, I will worry about you, it's just that I'm full." He rolled his eyes and drank tea on his own.

There are actually a lot of topics to talk about between the two, but Jia Huan doesn't want to talk about anything.

If he didn't say anything, Wu Jijiu would naturally not speak in advance, the two of them just sat together under the eaves, drinking tea together and looking at the scenery in the yard.

Suddenly there was a movement, Gong Sheng came from nowhere, he followed behind the steward with a pile of books in his arms, and when he arrived in front of him, he knelt down in front of Wu Jijiu with a snap.

"Student Glory Sect, I have met Lord Jijiu." The man looked ordinary, but he felt that his voice was a bit pleasant when he spoke.

Wu Jijiu didn't say anything, he just ordered people to get up and asked what was the matter in a faint voice.

The man looked up and saw Jia Huan was there, and looked at Wu Jijiu again, as if he didn't want to talk about himself when others were around, but he didn't see Jia Huan avoiding him, so he gritted his teeth and hoped that the other party didn't know him Own.

"Students only got a good grade in this year's performance test. If they still fail this time, they will get points to go to the Far East next year. It's not because the students don't want to go to that bitter cold place. It's because the parents of the students are now in Kyoto. If the students leave, they will have no way to take care of them." People." The Glory Sect didn't say any nonsense, and straight to the point when they came, they talked about their own situation.

Jia Huan actually understands the situation of the Imperial College. The annual performance appraisal is actually not difficult, but he has also heard that some people who fail the exam are directly assigned to a small place to work as a government office. Whether they can come back alive is a problem. It is different if you have a background and someone to help you. Except for Guozijian, you only need to enter the Imperial Academy, and then you will be promoted and rich, and the civil servants envy you.

As long as you don't make too many mistakes, you can always improve your qualifications slowly.

Jia Huan's thoughts turned around in his stomach, and then he picked up the cup and drank water by himself, leaving Glory Zong for Wu Jijiu to deal with.

Wu Jijiu only told people to get up, and then picked up the kettle and looked at Zong Yaorong while pouring tea.

Just when both Jia Huan and Zong Yaorong thought he couldn't speak, Wu Jijiu said, "You were a Jinshi seven years ago, the [-]th in the first rank, and your grades have been good since you came in, but it seems that you have been a little bit late in recent years. I had other ideas, so I procrastinated a lot on my homework."

The so-called other ideas are just because Zong Yaorong has found a backer a while ago, so he just mingled with him a few days ago. Who knows that the other party likes the new and dislikes the old, but after two years, the original affection has disappeared. But this kind of thing is not something that can be said openly.

Zong Yaorong gritted his teeth, wanting to leave without this humiliation, but thinking of his old parents at home, he could only let himself endure it, and naturally he had to bear the burden of what he did wrong. "I also ask Mr. Jijiu to give the students one more chance. In the future, the students..." In fact, he doesn't know what will happen in the future.

After Wu Jijiu poured the tea, he glanced at Jia Huan, then turned to look at Zong Yaorong: "So what if you don't go this time?"

When Zong Yaorong heard Wu Jijiu speak, he immediately looked up at Wu Jijiu.

Wu Jijiu didn't hide, and looked straight at Zong Yaorong: "You were born as a Jinshi of the second list, after all, the place is a seventh-rank mansion, so what if it's a small place, you have studied for more than ten years So what if you don’t go this time, just hang around in the Imperial College just like before, if I were you, I would go, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and no one knows your details, if you are worried about your parents, why not take your parents with you go."

Although he was talking to Zong Yaorong, his eyes were on Jia Huan. Jia Huan knew what the other party was thinking, but the affairs of Jia's family were not as easy as Wu Jijiu thought, Baoyu's identity alone was not clear. Well, the members of the second room of Jia's family, even if they die, they can only die in a place where the emperor can see.

Wu Jijiu narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that Jia Huan's matter might not be as simple as he thought, he thought about it, then turned his head and looked at Zong Yaorong below.

I saw Zong Yaorong kowtow three times to Wu Jijiu: "My lord's kindness, I will never forget the kindness of my lord." Presumably he said he had made up his mind.

"Go." Wu Jijiu ordered people to send Zong Yaorong out.

"I don't know how many people like him I meet every year. Some are because of the downfall of the mountain, and some are because of the downfall of the wife's family. There are not many like him, but there are also many. Fortunately, his appearance is ordinary, otherwise I don’t know how many years it will take to come out of which pit, and they will never move. The so-called powerful and ordinary people’s thoughts cannot be set on them. There is room for turning back." Wu Jijiu spoke very truthfully, and he looked at Jia Huan with the eyes of someone who has experienced it.

Jia Huan shook his head at Wu Jijiu: "I've never been in contact with it. You've said so much, but it's all a waste of time."

Wu Jijiu tilted his head, leaned closer to Jia Huan and stared at him for a second, then sat back in his original seat: "Okay, let me miss you." So that person moved so slowly, Wu Jijiu muttered in his heart , Picked up the cup and took another two sips.

The two drank all afternoon, Jia Huan ran to the toilet several times after drinking, and then left.

"Since I'm leaving, I won't send you off. It's a pity that you can't take over my class." Wu Jijiu shook his head sighing, and then remembered how he trained Jia Huan at the beginning, and felt that he was really at a loss. Showed a wasteful expression.

Jia Huan smiled subconsciously, and without saying anything, he cupped his fists at Wu Jijiu and left.

Seeing Jia Huan walking so gracefully, Wu Jijiu sighed, but everyone has their own future, and if they can help, they can help, and if they can't, there is nothing to say.

Zong Yaorong, who was waiting for his appointment, cleaned up the house early. The yard of their house is actually the ancestral house, and the ancestors once produced officials of the fourth rank. It is a pity that they have been defeated year by year. What is it that depends on him now? Living on meager silver.

The person who came to deliver the letter of appointment was Zong Yaorong's old acquaintance, who had drank wine together in the past, and when he saw Zong Yaorong, he made peace for a while, waiting for the things to be handed over. Zong Yaorong looked back and knew that Wu Jijiu He still helped himself softly.

From the cold north to the land of water and rice, although it is still a small and poor county, at least there is no need to worry about life.Zong Yaorong knelt down and kowtowed to the Imperial College in the east, and then told his parents the good news with a smile.

As the new year passed, the number of people in Kyoto gradually increased, and it was another year of scientific research. The inns inside and outside the capital were once again filled with many scholars, and many pedestrians came and went wearing clothes. Long gown, holding a fan to pretend to be a gentleman of letters and poets.

Jia Huan didn't pay much attention to these things. For him, the happiest thing every day was to go to Aunt Zhao's room to tease his younger brother. Jia Huan, who was used to seeing killings, felt that such a new life was simply Redemption of life.

Speaking of the new year, Jia Huan has also reached the age of marrying a wife, and he is now a sixth-rank official. For those from small families, he is a rare candidate for a son-in-law, but if It is not so good to choose those who are from a scholarly family, have little background, and because they are bastards, they are disliked in various ways.

Aunt Zhao was heartbroken because of this, she wanted her son to marry a better-born daughter-in-law, but she was a concubine and had no communication at all on weekdays, and because of the special situation in Jia's mansion, but I have to say something No, that is also impossible.

But since it's Jia Huan's marriage, there are naturally many people who intervene, if no one mentions it, Chi Chen is absolutely unwilling.

Although he is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, there are no people who served Jia Huan before. Even so, it does not prevent him from getting all the news about Jia Huan. Once he, the devil in the world, intervenes, people in the capital will avoid Jia. Ring like a tiger, after all, not everyone can endure the confrontation with Prince Nan.