Ling Juechu waved his hand slightly, and Dian Shanzheng, the Changfusi, in the hall, understood what it meant from his actions. He went out and asked Jiang Yuhan and other groups of people from the opera troupe to go down. Ling Juechu had gained weight and was said to be the most blessed among all the princes, "Who do you think you're the best to go to the squad?"

"The son of Wei Hanlin from Huating, Songjiang Prefecture, died of court sticks. He lived in a free manner. He was the most prestigious emperor. He asked Jaswen to write to him that Jia Cong not only had old grudges with Wei Shixuan, but also, if he patrols Susong, he would have offended Wei Hanlin. Wei's home is in Songjiang, but he would have many tickets and money houses and tens of acres of land..." Gao Wen said.

The Tongzheng Envoy Gao Wenqi was recommended by Ling Juechu at that time. Ling Juechu was in charge of the affairs of the Ministry. Later, Ling Juechu was not very effective in doing things and was too greedy and cruel. Without waiting for anyone to refute, he took the sick and quit. He enjoyed the blessing of his prince for several years and was free and free. But Gao Wenqi was grateful for this, and saw that he was most favored, so he naturally tried his best to follow the dragon in the future.

"The secret letters of Wei Hanlin are not enough." Ling Juechu shook his head and thought carefully: "Think about it, Wei Shixuan died after the stick. In the Jiangzuo Alliance Cultural Society, two great men, Wei Shixuan and Jiang Huajiao, died one after another, and the father was indifferent. It can be seen that the opponent did not have much kindness, and Yu Chenglong was also from Songjiang? You can walk on the way of his censor..."

"The prince's plan is very good. Now he is afraid that Jia Cong will not move, so he will move the best." Gao Wenqi said, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that he didn't leak water on the Lianghuai salt road, so he let Liu Zhi go as a shield. In this way, the prince's salt inspector Jaswen, who was arranged by the prince, could not move him..."

"This person is really unpredictable..." Ling Juechu said suddenly: "If possible, if you want it, you will be a rare help..."

Gao Wen opened his mouth and didn't go on. The prince's "green collar, my heart is full of joy" really touched him. However, let alone whether he could recruit Jia Cong over, even if he came, can people on both sides of the rat be relieved?

"Prince, the censors can correct each other's liaison. The subordinates believe that it is most suitable for the Jiangxi Road Censors to come forward. However, the court must think that the Jiangxi Road Censors have the clearest view of the three inspectors and have better strength..."

"Well..." Ling Juechu nodded. Although he had a secret hatred in his heart, the longer Jia Cong stayed, the more he could continue to join forces with Liu Zhiyuan. At that time, the people he had in Huaiyang would probably have to be withdrawn and handed over the small treasury? But he tried his best to suppress this anger and think calmly. If Jia Cong could be withdrawn, Liu Zhiyuan would not be able to do a big thing. At most, he would plunder some of the people in charge of the Huaihuai in the future.

...

After a while, there were obviously more customers in Qinhuai Bookstore in Jinling, and there was an additional "300 articles on Jia Shan's audition" in the guise. At first, one of the booksellers was selling it, but later there were pirated copies gathered, and other booksellers also began to print it.

"It was written by Jia Cong, the top scholar in the Dingchou Department, and the Dingchou Department's palace examination. The time text he reviewed is of course very good. I'll come to watch and observe it. Next year, the autumn examination of Jimao will add a little more hope..."

"Brother, I am also keen on this mentality. This is the youngest top scholar. The first sixth song in the dynasty can be sold in Jiangnan just by throwing out this title..."

"Speak quietly, look at Jiangzuo League, something is wrong..."

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are many pleasure boats. There are ten miles of golden powder and a prosperous area. Fang Wuhui, surrounded by famous prostitutes, was jealous and hatred.

The Dingchou test was an eternal pain in his heart and a huge blow. After staying in the capital for some time, Fang Wuhui bought a boat to go south and lingered in Qinhuai. The unhappiness of the test site could only vent in the fireworks place, and was intoxicated by the money and wealth. I don’t know what tonight.

The Imperial College at the foot of Jilong Mountain in Jinling is a place where talents are cultivated in the Southern Province. Fang Wuhui has also studied here. However, there are many cultural and social groups in the Southern Province, and it is not only one Jiangzuo League. They do not buy Jia Cong's books, but others also buy them.

This fact made Fang Wuhui very angry. Just say that this collection of works of famous ancient masters had a great influence, and it was definitely not just a matter of fame.

The articles reviewed by Fushe were all over the world, and whether the articles were well approved and academic issues were still secondary. What is important is that the literary society changed from literature to politics. This collection of essays can affect the imperial examination and official positions. This is also the reason for the struggle between Ainanying, a master of eight-part essays in the Ming Dynasty, and Fushe. To put it bluntly, it affects not only reputation, but also interests.

An academic thought about the eight-legged essays will form a trend, trend, examiners, and scholars, especially if there are people from the literary club among the examiners, or to please a certain literary club, then the current literary style of this literary club will have a high chance of passing the exam.

Legally speaking, this did not form fraud in the imperial examination and violated the rules, because the examiner chose this style of time and writing, and it must be the kind that passed. Of course, there are some small actions beyond the law, some of which were discovered, and some were not discovered, and there were any era.

So, Fang Wuhui was angry!

"Dear colleagues, Jia Cong's current writing has repeatedly centered on 'calmness and steadfastness, practicality and practicality', which is not to say that this idea is wrong." Fang Wuhui talked seriously: "But he ignored the style of the pre-Qin, Jin, Han, Tang and Song dynasties, making Zhou Li a branch apart, which I think is undesirable."

Some members of the Jiangzuo League nodded frequently, and several famous prostitutes surrounded Fang Wuhui. Fang Wuhui felt relieved and smiled and said, "In order to ensure that the common people and gentlemen do not pollute the audio-visual, we will send a message to the booksellers in Jinling: Anyone who publishes the collection of Jia Congshi will not be allowed to print the books of Jiangzuo League!"

...

After hearing a few compradors come back and say that Mr. Cong’s book was aroused a lot of response in Jinling. The purchasers gathered in the bookstores, and from time to time, people came to Shitou City to ask for a meeting. Mr. Cong refused one by one. Yuanyang couldn’t help but admire him. Mr. Cong is worthy of being the dragon among the people, and can stir up the storm everywhere!

Now it seems that the auspicious spiritual jade from the sky is really a huge joke...

How can Master Bao Er compare to Master Cong?

Well... Even in terms of flirting and lustfulness, Jia Baoyu is not as good as Jia Cong...

No matter where Mr. Cong goes, he must have a beauty to be satisfied...

The woman who practices with hair is not spared... Yuanyang admires her very much, admires that energy... Although Jia Cong inherits Jia She's erotic legacy, it is obviously different from Jia She and Jia Lian.

Today, the comprador told another bad news. Cong's collection of Shiwen began to plummet. The mandarin duck skirt swayed in and replied, and saw Jia Cong talking to Miaoyu: "You don't have to go out with me. I'll take the remaining private money to the money house."

The tired look on Miaoyu's face had not subsided yet, and she refused to respond silently, but her eyes were a little doubtful.

"Master Cong, when that person from Jiangzuo League spoke, no major bookstores dared to sell it..." Yuanyang replied.
Chapter completed!