Jia Zheng has never participated in the scientific examination, juren, scholar, or Tong Sheng. He originally wanted to be a senior student, but unexpectedly, his father Jia Daishan wrote a copy of the deathbed, and the emperor rewarded him with an extra mercy as the head of the Ministry of Works, allowing him to study in the Ministry of Works. Now he has been promoted to the Ministry of Works. Is this a lucky person?

In the feudal era, this kind of gift of officials was called "grace and shade" or "difficult shade".

Even so, without fame and fortune, Jia Zheng and Jia She are still different. Jia She and Jia Zhen mostly spend time on enjoying themselves and have no ink. However, Master Zheng ignored civil affairs and often played chess and read books with Qingke Gong, which is nothing more than a collection of classics, history, and literature, so there is still a little ink.

Therefore, Jia Zheng asked questions and judged them, and Jia Mu and others had no objections, that's what it means.

Thinking of his mother's bias and looking at the scene in front of him, Jia She poured a glass of wine without saying a word, raised her head and drank heavily.

Jia Zheng pondered for a while, then pretended to stroke the very elegant beard that was repaired: "I will examine your article "The Analects of Confucius, Learning", and the Master said, "Skillful words are rare and kind, do you know what this means?"

Jia Cong didn't want to make a move for no reason, but this time it was not for no reason. He didn't show his understanding and was studious. Who would invest in him? He could do it quietly and wait for death, but would he be willing to do it? From answering "Nan Ke Meng" and observing the reactions of the senior executives of the Jia family, at least, Jia She was happy to see that it was successful, and Jia Mu and Jia Zheng would not obstruct him.

His "character change" was something Jia Cong had always considered after his soul penetrated, and he could not be regarded as "invasion of evil deeds". Now it seems that this is just a small matter, and the bad things have changed. Moreover, he has not violated any rules and etiquette, so naturally there will be no problem. Whether they believe in that dream or not, compared to Jia Baoyu who was born with spiritual jade, these are really not worth mentioning.

But is Jia Zheng's torture insulting my IQ? Jia Cong thought again, this body is only about eight years old, and the original owner may have never read "The Analects of Confucius" at this time.

Lin Daiyu has studied the Four Books since she was a child. Although the version of the "Four Books of Women" is different, these are really difficult for her.

Sanchun was also communicating quietly, and Jia Xichun said, "Brother Cong often messes with Brother Huan, I'm afraid he can't answer."

Jia Tanchun muttered a few words, although she was a concubine's daughter, she looked down on Jia Cong and Jia Huan, who were not as elegant as Jia Baoyu. She hated others saying that she was a concubine's child. She adopted the strategy of getting close to her mother, Mrs. Wang and staying away from her biological mother, Aunt Zhao.

"Can't answer it? How simple!" Jia Yingchun said disappointedly, and his hands still pinched the corners of his skirt nervously, really worried about this little brother!

But Jia Cong said calmly: "The will of goodness, goodness, and beauty are the face of a person. The saint's words are said, "a person who pretends to be a good person and is rarely kind."

Jia Yingchun's ups and downs, and everyone felt relieved when he listened to Jia Zheng's judgment. Jia Zheng was serious: "It's very good. Can you learn from it?"

Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "Mencius, Tengwengong's second", borrowed Zeng Zi's words: "Smile on the shoulders of the flanks, and was sick in Xiaqi. It is similar to the words of Confucius. This sentence means that raising your shoulders and forcing others to smile and currying about others is even more uncomfortable than clearing up land in the hot summer fields."

"What a wonderful thing! It's incisive!" Jia Zheng smiled strangely: "Mother, my elder brother said it well. Cong'er has indeed opened up his inspiration after a nightmare. He should be eager to learn and make progress, and promote the lintel of the Jia family's poetry and ritual clan!"

Jia Zheng asked a few more questions about "The Analects of Confucius", and Jia Cong expressed his opinions one by one. In order to appear fair but not favor one or the other, he also asked Jia Huan, Jia Lan, and Jia Huan, but they didn't know each other. There were some things that were right, but compared to Jia Cong, Jia Lan was younger. He only asked "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment". He was eager to study and worked hard, and he answered them all, but he was a bit bumpy.

Jia Mu was quite generous, but the reward was intriguing. She ordered Yuanyang to reward Jia Cong, Jia Huan and Jia Lan to open silk clothes, but also to Baoyu, a golden naked son engraved with the title of "The No. 1 Prize".

"She still loves her Baoyu, but my goal is enough. After today, I will probably be able to fully obtain Jia She's support." Jia Cong thought.

If no one objected to Jia Mu's approach, Jia She drank a few more cups, and her pride expression could not be concealed. Mrs. Xing also showed a far-fetched smile.

Wang Xifeng was not hesitant to praise her: "This is all for the blessing of our ancestors. It would be fine if Brother Bao had a piece of jade. Today, he was a Cong'er and wanted to make great progress. Let's enjoy the blessing of our ancestors!"

"That's right, the old lady is very lucky!" Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue congratulated each other and praised her.

Jia Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "Mother, Baoyu should learn more from Cong'er, so he can't just make trouble."

Jia Baoyu shrank into Jia Mu's arms in fear, and Jia Mu caressed him lovingly. My Baoyu, my heart and soul were frightened by him! His face turned gloomy: "Okay, you guys are here, and the children can't let go. How can you have fun during the holidays? Go on! Go on! Go on! Go on! Don't need you to serve you anymore."

"Yes, mother." How dare Jia Zheng disobey? Jia She, Jia Zhen, Jia Rong and Jia Lian all sat up and withdrew one by one, leaving only the female family.

Jia Cong also followed Jia Huan and Jia Lan withdrew. Jia Mu only wanted to leave Jia Baoyu, a man. He still had this look. When he arrived beside Sanchun, he saw Jia Xichun touching Yingchun's wrist and whispered: "Second sister, why did you disappear from your pair of silver bracelets? That was the old lady's reward."

"Oh... I forgot the pair of shrimp whisker bracelets that were rashly lost in the morning." Jia Yingchun explained, biting her lip lightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Jia Cong's steps stagnated slightly, forgetting? How could it be? Although these three ladies from the Jia family were not old, with rules and etiquette, they never made any mistakes. Jia Yingchun was still the oldest among the three springs. Who dared to forget what Jia Mu rewarded? It must have been her wet nurse, Madam Wang, who took it to gamble... He walked out of the flower hall and thought about his strategy.

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The lively atmosphere of Jia Mu's flower hall continued until the end of the Chen and early Si. Jia Mu's older people were about to take a break, so everyone scattered, and the humble opera troupe also quietly retreated. Youshi, Qin Keqing, is from Ningguo Mansion, came to Rongguo Mansion to reunite in the morning, and returned to the mansion in the afternoon, and had fun. After all, Jia Zhen was a person who could enjoy himself. When he left the Western Palace and was about to get into the sedan chair, Qin Keqing frowned slightly: "Does mother-in-law believe what Uncle Cong said? Is that nightmare so magical?"

"There are many things in the world that cannot be explained. The casting of Ma Daopo in the Medicine King Temple, the dipping prayer of our wife and brothers, aren't it magical?" You Shi smiled and said, "If you leave, our East Mansion should have a fun too."

Qin Keqing silently sat in the sedan chair carried by the two of them. Recently, a troubles stuck in her heart, which was related to her wealth and life, but she was unable to speak, and only she was sad.

...

Wang Xifeng ordered the maids to remove the banquet and arrange them in an orderly manner without any confusion. They returned to their yard and leaned against the soft couch. A tight red satin narrow jacket outlined a graceful curve on her body. The silver rat leather skirt was gently kicked by the invisible shoes inside her...

"Why didn't that little pomegranate come here yet?" she said impatiently.

Ping'er said he called Feng'er to invite him. The excuse was very simple. He said that Jia Cong was sick. Grandma Lian asked her to get some medicine here. After a while, the pomegranate came. Her feet were sore after such a long journey, but she didn't dare to complain. She lowered her head and came in. Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "How is your Master Cong? If you have anything, go back and forth, so as not to let others say that I am not willing to be my sister-in-law."

"No, Grandma Lian wants to treat me as a message..." Polite heard the implication and was shocked and scared. He quickly turned his eyes and knelt down: "Grandma, please spare me, I will tell you everything."

Wang Xifeng used her eloquence and interrogated a few questions. She had handled a lot of things for slaves. She knew that the servants were tricky, so she couldn't believe it. She pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and poked it at the pomegranate's snow-white pretty face: "It would be fine if you don't hide it from me. If you hide it from me and please me, I'll poke your face first, and then find an excuse to drive you out!"

Ping'er suddenly came over and pulled Wang Xifeng's hand and said softly: "Grandma, your hands hurt carefully. Besides, it hurts her face. Wouldn't Mr. Cong be suspicious?"

"I'm right, then I'll poke her hand!" Wang Xifeng sneered, her eyebrows were raised with her two bent willow leaves hanging on her head, and she pulled up the pomegranate's sleeves without saying a word, and poked the golden hairpin.

"Grandma, please spare me, please spare me..." The pomegranate cried, and tears fell down in pain.

"Grandma..." Ping'er felt unbearable when she saw it.

"That slave-born Jia Cong, a person who speaks sweet words, has no kindness. If he doesn't scold me, who else can he scold me? How can I refute the words of the saint? The words of the saint are wrong, and the second wife is my aunt and husband's aunt. Although I help her lead the family, I am the eldest wife's daughter-in-law. He, a slave-born concubine, wants to come forward and is delusional!"

Wang Xifeng looked at the pomegranate as if she was looking at the cat and dog. She glanced fiercely. Suddenly, she smiled, smiling very beautifully and pleasingly: "Okay, little pomegranate, what's the future with that illegitimate son? Listen to me, there are so many! Haha..."

The pomegranate became more and more scared and pale in his face. With a "wow", his little hands were still trembling.

"Ping'er, go to the warehouse in the back floor to get some medicine and don't use good ginseng. It's enough to get the medicine powder two years ago... Don't let people say that I'm a sister-in-law who is not conscientious and ask Feng'er to go and see me. Children's family are not good if they are sick. Don't change the gang, I want to see what will happen if they see him."

"Oh... I've been worried for several days when I learned that Cong'er was sick. I've been not happy. Aren't they all family members?" Wang Xifeng stood up, walked in front of the dressing mirror, touched the golden hairpin on her head, and looked at her face. She was as beautiful as a phoenix flower, elegant and noble.

Ping'er took the key, went to the building to unlock the lock and get the medicine, handed it to Feng'er and pomegranate one packet, Wen Yan said, "Grandma has a bad temper and her heart is still good. Look, I brought you a pack of medicine powder and it will be fine later."

"Thank you, Sister Ping'er." Poliu flattened his mouth and thought to himself: "This must have been brought out by Sister Ping'er's own initiative. Grandma Lian would not be so kind..."
Chapter completed!