"Da Xia Lv" says: When one's parents are mourning and the mourning ceremony is not over, it is auspicious to be relieved and obedient. If one forgets to mourn and have fun, he will be a three-year apprentice and a miscellaneous actor for one year.
If you are mourning a relative during the period of residence, and the mourning system is not over yet, it is auspicious to release obedience and have a hundred sticks.
The mourning of parents is in the twenty-seventh month of the year, and the formal mourning is within the twenty-fifth month. If you are released from service and seek an official position, you will be considered unfilial and have to serve as a disciple for three years.
In addition to the twenty-fifth month, within the twenty-seventh month, the Gu system has not been eliminated. During this period, seeking an official position is called "Mao Ai" and one year of apprenticeship.
His parents died, he gave birth to a son, and he stayed for one year.
Those who live in mourning and marry while living in mourning will be punished with three years of imprisonment; those who live in mourning and marry while living in mourning will receive a hundred rods.
Those who are mourning their parents and have been released from official service, but who are greedy for honors and posts, and lie and tell lies about the remaining mourning, will only be left for two and a half years.
Listening to his son talk about his niece's experience after coming to Beijing, Jia She suddenly broke into a cold sweat. After his younger sister Jia Min died of illness, no one in the family thought of mourning her sister.
Even the niece was dressed in fine clothes with the old lady, and the feasting continued all day long. Zhang Huan dares to say that his family has no etiquette. He really has no etiquette at all!
"It's over, how do I explain this to my brother-in-law?"
Even if it was a cool autumn day, Jia She could not wipe the sweat off his forehead.
He never cared about the affairs of the inner house, and no one in the palace mentioned it, which led to the fact that Daiyu had not paid a single day of filial piety to Jia Min in the past three years. This alone has ruined the reputation of my niece. The Lin family's Shili family. When my brother-in-law found out, why didn't he tear him alive?
"Dad, we can't hide this. That Minister Zhang is my uncle's hometown..."
Jia Cong reminded him in a low voice, and Jia She became even more anxious: "What should we do? We can't tell your uncle the truth, right? Do we still need the face of our family?"
"How can our family have any dignity? This matter has already spread throughout the capital!"
As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, his father picked him up and beat him up. He was obviously furious.
However, Jia She, who had beaten his son, obviously calmed down. He sat in front of the desk with a gloomy expression and did not speak for a long time. Finally, after sighing, he started to write a letter...
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Outside the imperial tent, Jia Cong was squatting on the ground with a mournful face, poking at the ant nest, when suddenly the sunlight was blocked by a dark shadow.
Jia Cong took a look with his eyelids drooped, then sighed and continued to poke at the ant nest.
"What? I heard that your father beat you again?"
"He was obviously very angry and was taking out his anger on me!"
Jia Cong stood up, touched his butt, and said aggrievedly: "Cao Dudu, why don't you give me a higher official position than my father? That way he won't be able to beat me."
Cao Jiugong was amused by these childish words and said: "Your father is a first-class general, a first-class military attache with the same title, and the next higher is a super-grade title. You are an eight-year-old child, how can He De give you a super-grade title?" The title of Pinpin? Okay, tell me, why did your father beat you? "
Do you really think I'm a child? Want to trick me?
Jia Cong kept his face straight, but in his heart he already understood that Cao Jiugong wanted to get information from him. However, he was planning to think of a way to remove himself and his father Jia She from the incident in Rongguo Mansion, so he pretended not to understand anything and told the whole incident with all the truth and one lie.
"Dudu, do you think this is an innocent disaster? I am so innocent. I can't even tell the truth these days? Alas!"
Cao Jiugong didn't know how to answer Jia Cong's question. He also felt a headache for Jia She. He didn't know whether Jia Enhou was lucky or unlucky to have such a son.
But one thing he could confirm was that Jia She could try to win over the emperor.
The second wife of the Rongguo Mansion was too closely involved with Wang Ziteng, and Wang Ziteng was loyal to the Supreme Emperor. No matter whether Jia Zheng was really upright, humble, and kind, as long as Wang Ziteng was around, he could not take the risk to win over him.
But Jia She can do a little planning!
Thinking of this, Cao Jiugong already had an idea in mind. He bent down and wiped the dust off Jia Cong's clothes, and said with a smile: "It is right to tell the truth, but the time for you to tell the truth is wrong. Come, follow me Go see Your Majesty, there is an important task for our little Jia Qianhu to handle!"
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Da da da da…
The hunt at Tiewang Mountain lasted for ten days, and the Holy Master set off back to Beijing on August 13th.
Where the holy driver passed by, the loess road was paved and the subjects retreated. Among a group of tall horses, Jia Cong, who was riding a donkey and wearing a flying fish suit with a wild goose feather knife hanging on his waist, attracted the most attention.
Especially after entering the city, the people in the capital were all talking about whose child this fat little boy pretending to be serious was. At such a young age, he was already a fifth-rank official of Qianhu.
"Jia Xiaosan!"
When Jia Cong was thinking about how to complete the task assigned to him by the emperor, he suddenly heard the emperor calling him in the imperial carriage.
So he urged the donkey to get closer to the chariot: "Your Majesty, are you calling me?"
Liu Heng raised the curtain and said through the window: "If your father really wants to go to Jiangnan, remember to tell me in advance."
Jia Cong nodded, the trip to Jiangnan was inevitable. Due to various reasons, as long as he stayed in the capital, Jia She's every move would be under the surveillance of others. Only by looking for an opportunity to leave Beijing and go to Jiangnan can we break the current situation.
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask for your help..."
"Say!" Liu Heng looked curiously at little Jia Cong, who looked troubled.
Just listen to Jia Cong whisper: "My father plans to take Sister Lin... my cousin to Jiangnan after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Sister Lin has been weak and sick since she was a child. I really can't worry about it. I want to ask Your Majesty to send an imperial doctor to accompany her..."
"Haha, I didn't expect that our little Jia Qianhu is still a compassionate person!"
Liu Heng thought it was some big deal, but it turned out to be this. He teased: "What, are you planning to drop by to propose marriage to Lin Ruhai? Do you want me to help you?"
"No, no, your majesty can't taint my innocence!" Jia Cong shook his head repeatedly and denied repeatedly, his red face so hot that he could eat fried meat.
Cao Jiugong, who was on the side of the guard, also interjected: "Your Majesty is right. It's great to have a kiss. Jia Cong, do you want me to be the go-between to propose marriage to Lin Yushi for you?"
"No, no, Cao Dudu, come and tease me too, I'm still a child!"
Jia Cong was so amused that his whole body turned red, making the emperor and his ministers laugh. However, Liu Heng finally agreed to send an imperial doctor to Rongguo Mansion to diagnose Lin Daiyu's pulse after returning to the palace.
The Holy Emperor returned to the palace. After Cao Jiugong arranged the deployment of the Dragon Guards, he took Jia Cong out of the palace gate. Jia Cong saw his father Jia She who was guarding outside the palace from a distance. He waved excitedly and shouted: "Dad, dad, I'm here!"
Cao Jiugong didn't know what he thought of, raised his lips slightly, and walked to the Jia family's carriage with Jia Cong.
I saw Cao Jiugong cupping his hands and saying hello: "Brother Enhou, it's really not easy to see you once at the palace gate!"
The corners of Jia She's mouth twitched. There was something in Cao Jiugong's words, but he didn't catch it. However, Jia She had already developed his face. He pretended not to understand the meaning and replied: "I am an idle person, so naturally I am no better than Governor Cao. It's better for me to come less often to the Forbidden City."
"But in my opinion, Brother Enhou will probably come more often in the future."
Cao Jiugong had something to say, but he did not continue. Instead, he patted Jia Cong's little head and said with a smile: "Brother Enhou, please remember to treat me to a drink. This kid of yours has always caused me trouble."
This time, Jia She bowed to Cao Jiugong very solemnly and thanked him sincerely: "This is natural. When the time comes, I ask Brother Cao not to dislike the drunkenness in the family."
"Haha...Brother Enhou is joking, how can the wine in Rongguo Mansion be turbid wine?"
Cao Jiugong laughed several times, causing the people around him to look over curiously, including Wang Ziteng who had just left the palace.
Cao Jiugong glanced around, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and said goodbye to Jia She, "Brother Haihan, I have to go to the Governor's Mansion, so I'll leave first."
"Brother Cao, please go and do your business and say goodbye!"
"Dudu, go slow!"
Jia Cong also handed over his hand, and the father and son watched Cao Jiugong leave.
Just as Jia Cong was carried into the carriage by Jia She, someone beside him asked with a little probing, "Brother Enhou is familiar with Governor Cao?"
