The young woman in the boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day.
Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title.
Wang Xifeng didn't want to know what a grievance was. When Jia Lian married her, he had already said that he would earn her a phoenix crown and harem, and today he did it!
On the big-sleeved shirt with a bright red background, dark cyan embroidered Xia pei is embroidered with silver thread, and gold embroidered clouds and peacock patterns indicate that the owner of this Xia pei is a dignified third-grade lady of Great Xia.
The phoenix crown is glittering with gold, dotted with pearls and emeralds, and a gold hairpin is pendant with jade beads, showing its splendor and grace.
When Wang Xifeng appeared in front of everyone wearing the imperial uniform, the whole room seemed to light up. Little Xichun was so happy that she kept twisting her body in Yingchun's arms. When she broke away from the embrace, she was about to pounce on Wang Xifeng.
"Sister Feng's clothes are so beautiful, I want them too, I want them too..."
Wang Xifeng's eyes were red, but she was crying with joy.
Which woman doesn’t want Fengguanxiapei? But when she thinks that her husband, who earned her this honor, is still fighting the Japanese pirates in the south of the Yangtze River, she feels not only joy, but also worry, emotion, longing, and pride.
She bent down and picked up Xichun, letting her touch her here and there. She pinched Xichun's little face and said, "When the fourth sister grows up, tell your second brother to find a good husband and earn a living for you." Come back with your destiny!"
Xichun was only four years old, how could she understand these things? She touched the gold pendant on Wang Xifeng's chest, suddenly her big eyes flashed, and asked doubtfully: "What is your husband? Is it delicious?"
"You girl, you just know how to eat..."
Wang Xifeng laughed dumbly, and all the complicated emotions in her heart were blown away by the wind. She placed Xichun on the soft bed, stuffed a bunch of fruits into her hand, and let her play with it.
"Ping'er, come with me to the inner room and change out of these clothes. It's so tiring!"
Originally, she wanted to show off in this official uniform, but when she thought that her husband Jia Lian was still waiting in the south of the Yangtze River, Wang Xifeng felt a little sad and told Ping'er to change into clothes at home.
"Brother Lian is so awesome!"
Jia Cong turned around and saw that the person speaking turned out to be Xiang Yun, who had always only cared about "loving brother".
After Xiangyun sighed, Yingchun, Tanchun, Daiyu and Baochai all nodded and listened to Wang Xifeng's voice from inside: "I would rather he wasn't so powerful. After Lu Bujie copied the newspaper home, you wouldn't You know how worried I sound..."
Jia Cong shook his head, spread his hands and said, "But the second brother is the heir to the Rongguo Mansion, and he will definitely have to lead troops to fight in the future..."
"I know...this is your second brother's life, and it is also my life. I can only ask Bodhisattva to bless you and let your second brother return safely and triumphantly!"
Wang Xifeng can actually see through it. After all, she is the daughter of a general, and she should be fully aware.
Daiyu, on the other hand, stared at Jia Cong, who was grabbing snacks from Xichun, and tilted her head thoughtfully, thinking about something.
As if sensing something, Jia Cong turned back to look at Daiyu. With a normal movement in his hand, Xiao Xichun suddenly hugged his hand and snatched away the snack in his hand. Xiao Xichun was so happy that he showed his little tiger teeth.
Sister Lin also wants this imperial uniform?
Jia Cong felt that he had revealed the truth, and grinned: "Sister Lin also wants this phoenix crown? I am also a fourth-grade court official now. I will go to find the person who was given the title of wife by your majesty another day... Hmm..."
The blushing Daiyu immediately rushed forward, covered the little fat man's mouth, and whispered: "I don't, I don't want to, don't talk nonsense!"
Daiyu, who was "teaching" the little fat man a lesson, suddenly felt that there was a soft dumpling in her arms. When she lowered her head, she saw Xiao Xichun showing her bright eyes and holding up half of the snack in her hand.
"Sister Lin doesn't want it, so can I exchange some snacks with Sister Lin?"
In the past six months, there have been many drastic changes in the Ning and Rong mansions.
The well-known old dandy in the capital pardoned the great master and was granted the imperial title of uncle; the second master Lian, whose peach-blossom eyes fascinated all the ladies in the capital, became a third-rank general in the Jin Dynasty in one battle; the inconspicuous concubine Jia Cong, the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion, Tiewangshan rescued him, won the favor of the two saints, and made great progress all the way, becoming the brightest star of the younger generation in the capital.
Not to mention, he once dominated a generation
The East Palace think tank, Jia Jing, the old patriarch of the Ningrong Jia family, came back from the Taoist temple outside the capital. Although he had no actual job, he still shocked the jaws of all the civil and military officials in the capital.
After Jia Jing led his men to kill the soldiers of the former Nan'an Prince's Palace and Prince Yi Zhong's Palace, smashed the Huo family, and beat Prince Yizhong Liu Ye, everyone already understood: The Ningrong Jia family is back!
The fact that Yuanchun was granted the title of concubine does not seem to mean that the Jia family's status has returned to the top sect of Great Xia. Just as Jia She once scolded Jia Zheng and the Wang family, the Jia family's title was achieved with a knife, not by selling their daughter... …
On the day of the Yuan Dynasty, the city was filled with lanterns.
Before nightfall, various carriages were already crowded in front of the palace gate.
Today, not only were officials, envoys, and elders in the capital held a grand banquet in the Fengtian Palace, but also official family members entered the palace to attend the banquet in Cining Palace.
With the help of Jin Ling, Jia Cong brought everyone who needed to enter the palace early. Jia Mu led her two daughters-in-law, Mrs. You, Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing to Fengzao Palace to stay temporarily.
Jia Jing, Jia She, Jia Zheng and Jia Cong went straight to the Fengtian Palace and looked for Xia Shouzhong in a side hall to wait for the summons.
By coincidence, there were already two people sitting in the side hall: Xia Lingxing, the former Minister of Rites and Lin Ruhai's senior advisor, and Liuyuan Wenkui, the son of destiny and the hero's model, the official of Zhongyi, and the censor of the capital, Youqian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. , Hanlin awaits an edict from Xu Jin and Xu Qingteng.
Jia Jing, who was born in the imperial examination, and Jia Zheng, who considered himself a scholar, both bowed to Mr. Xia, the former Minister of Rites, and then exchanged greetings with Xu Jin.
After Jia She said hello, he felt uncomfortable sitting here. Listening to the four people talking about the meaning of the scriptures intentionally or unintentionally, his head was buzzing, and he started to feel drowsy after a while...
Last night I bragged too much to the old man again, this is going to be really sleepy!
As for Jia Cong, he naturally acted like a good boy, adding charcoal to the fire, making tea and serving water, and waiting on several elders to ask for praise.
I have to say, it’s great to be a good baby during the Chinese New Year. Jia Cong was grinning from ear to ear while holding red envelopes.
"Uncle Rong En, I heard that your master is going to test Hwarang..."
Um?
When he heard someone calling him, Jia She raised his eyes and saw that it was Xu Jin, the Liuyuan Wenkui who had been pestered by Jia Zheng.
The gentle and elegant Wen Quxing smiled and said, "It's not easy to take the exam as Tanhualang. You need to be taught by a famous teacher..."
Jia Shehun was alone and didn't understand the meaning of Xu Jin's words at all. Even though Jia Zheng has been scolded by the pardon master as a prude, he is really a serious scholar, and he values the imperial examination as much as Jia Jing, who was born as a Jinshi.
He immediately understood what Xu Jin meant by what he said, and was about to remind his elder brother when he heard Mr. Xia next to him also speak.
"The Jia family is a life-saving benefactor to my family. If Uncle Rong En agrees, I will teach you how to become a talent. He is just a prodigy. Two of my students have already passed the exam!"
"No! No!"
Xu Jin shook his head and retorted: "It's not that Mr. Lao's students won the top prize, but that Mr. Lao had the advantage of being the examiner for two years. Which class of Gongsheng students didn't win the top prize?"
As he spoke, he proudly raised his face to look at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I am not talented. I have reached the sixth level. I want to teach a disciple, which is more than enough!"
hiss!
Jia Zheng's eyes suddenly widened, this is...
Could it be said that my nephew has talent in literature and music? Why is there still a drama about stealing the apprentice?
At this time, Jia Cong walked up to Xia Lingxing and bowed deeply: "Old man, I don't dare to accept you as my teacher..."
Um?
"You are so inferior, Master!"
Jia Cong's "Master" call made Xia Lingxing suddenly burst into laughter after being stunned for a short time.
"You are really inferior. You are Ruhai's son-in-law, but you are also my disciple!"
Then the others remembered one thing. Xia Lingxing not only had the Number One Scholar as his disciple, but also Lin Ruhai, the Disciple of the Flower Advocate.
Moreover, Lin Ruhai's success in the officialdom was inseparable from Xia Lingxing's strong support back then.
Xia Lingxing turned out to be the Minister of Rites, the leader of Qingliu. Chinese website
If it weren't for the old relationship with the East Palace, he would have been able to enter the cabinet.
Xia Lingxing rubbed Jia Cong's head for a while, then turned to Xu Jin and said with a smile, "Qingteng, I'll leave this disciple to you..."
"Sir, you are so quick to take advantage!"
Although Xu Jin is much older than Xia Lingxing, Xu Jin's teacher, Mr. Yuan Hu, is the same generation as Xia Lingxing's teacher.
Moreover, Xu Jin's literary reputation is so prosperous that it is slightly higher than Xia Lingxing. This is why Xia Lingxing just took the initiative and made it clear that he wanted to accept Jia Cong as his disciple. Otherwise, Xu Jin would have spoken first, and the Jia family would most likely choose Xu Jin and Xu Qingteng.
Xia Lingxing rubbed Jia Cong's head, feeling regretful: What a pity. If he accepted Jia Cong as his disciple, he could at least keep the Xia family safe for fifty years!
But fortunately, with Lin Ruhai's relationship, the relationship can still maintain the relationship between the two families.
Although he didn't understand why Mr. Qingteng, the world-famous Liuyuan Wenkui, wanted to accept his little fat boy as his disciple, Jia She was so happy that he asked Jia Cong to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Xu Jin three times.
Of course, there will definitely be no shortage of formal apprenticeship ceremonies. This matter must be done on a grand scale and with great fanfare!
Dong dong dong dong...
While we were chatting happily, the Jingyang bell rang, and the Fengtian Palace banquet was about to begin.
Several people in the side hall walked happily to Fengtian Hall. Along the way, many people looked at the few people chatting happily in surprise, wondering why Xia Lingxing and Xu Jinhui were so close to Wu Xunjia's family.
In particular, several green-robed censors blatantly pointed at several people, and some even spat at Xu Jin with a hint of contempt.
"The people who follow the influence of Panyan!"
Jia Cong had very good eyesight and could even guess what the man was talking about.
He looked up at the still gentle and cheap teacher Xu Jin beside him, but saw him lowering his head and smiling: "Don't worry about disputes of opinions, be generous!"
Immediately, envoys from the vassal state happened to pass by. One of the envoys seemed to recognize Xu Jin, and Smita spoke for a long time with an angry face.
Xia Lingxing blinked at Xu Jin: "Qingteng, I understand what he said. He is scolding your mother..."
The original smile on Xu Jin's face gradually disappeared, and he sneered and said to Jia Cong: "My good disciple, I will teach you my first lesson today, what is the Analects of Confucius!"
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