"Jiang Shen was beheaded. His Majesty ordered that along with Jiang Shen there were several beasts that had been spared by the Third Division."
Jia She looked at the lethargic little fat man, stepped forward and rubbed his head, comforting him: "You did nothing wrong. His Majesty was furious at the meeting, saying that if there were omissions in the "Daxia Law", the disaster would be spared. The common people are beasts, that is the fault of the imperial court!"
"Where's Shui Rong? Where's Qi Wenhua? Where's Qian Kangshi? There are so many people who have escaped punishment, can they be let off so lightly?"
Jia Cong slammed the "Daxia Law" in his hand to the ground, furious and helpless. In fact, he also knew that being able to kill Jiang Shen and others was the best the emperor could do.
After all, this is the way the world is, and the emperor still relies on these people in the court to control thousands of miles of country. Just as the emperor said to himself yesterday, he cares about those innocent people who died in vain, Jia Cong cares about them, but how many of the adults in the court really care about them?
The slogans can be shouted loudly, and every time there is a natural disaster, they will almost always exchange a bowl of millet for an acre of land to enrich their family business.
Even the Rongguo Mansion is like this, so what qualifications does Jia Cong have to judge others?
Jia Cong looked at the imperial gift of Xie Zhi placed on the table. The sunlight outside the window shone with colorful rays of light.
"You can't make the sky with brute force..."
Jia Cong stared at the Haechi mythical beast and fell into deep thought. Jia She just sat with him at the table. The father and son stared at the Haechi shining with colorful lights in a daze.
Time passed like this breath by breath, and it was not until lunch was approaching that the father and son woke up to the maid's reminder.
The Pardon Master took his youngest son's hand and walked towards the Hall of Honor. He didn't like his son's taciturn state, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you, as a father, beat up everyone in the Third Division to vent your anger..."
Jia Cong shook his head: "Dad, my son plans to study hard, and he will be called out in front of the emperor in three years!"
Um?
"You really want to take the Hwarang test? Your marriage to Girl Lin has been decided. Don't worry, even if you fail the test, Girl Lin will still be your wife!"
Jia Congdu's father made him laugh. He smiled and then sighed: "Not only do I want to fulfill my promise, my son wants to be a real leader, but he also wants to change the world where people's lives are like trivial matters! The only way to become an official is through the imperial examination." , only by joining the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister’s son can change all this. But..."
At this time, Jia Cong no longer showed the sluggishness he had when he returned from the Ministry of Justice yesterday. After sighing, his fighting spirit was high.
He looked up at the sun that had dispersed the clouds, and said solemnly: "Dad, what my son is going to do may make the Jia family famous forever, or it may destroy the Jia family..."
Although Jia She didn't understand that his younger son insisted on squeezing the single-plank bridge despite being a good noble son, he was used to doting on his son, so he immediately rubbed Jia Cong's head and said, "Go ahead and do it, God." If it collapses, daddy will hold it up, if the ground sinks, daddy will fill it up for you!"
…
The turmoil in Gyeonggi did not subside as quickly as Sanfasi expected, but instead became more and more intense because of the emperor's anger.
On the day when Jiang Shen and other lawbreakers were executed, the cabinet issued an order to clear out all the land starting from the capital!
"Qingzhang Tianmu, this is preparing for the reform..."
….
Jia Cong turned his gaze to the north and seemed to have penetrated the palace walls and saw two giant dragons lying in the sky above the Forbidden City, looking down at the world.
He was a little excited, clenched his fists and said, "Reform, only reform can change everything!"
"It's just a reform, what does it have to do with you?"
The ruler in Jia Jing's hand gently tapped the little fat man's head: "Your Majesty is too impatient. There is a high chance that you will be frustrated this time."
Jia Cong asked in confusion: "Why? With the Gyeonggi case, we can check the land of these people and collect their illegal gains..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered what happened in the Ministry of Punishment yesterday, held his forehead and sighed: "Yes, the Daxia Law is leaking like a sieve, where can we find any useful methods!"
"Quite smart!"
Jia Jing praised him with satisfaction, and then told his nephew: "Remember, don't get involved in this matter. You are still young, and you usually make mischief.
No one will take it seriously at first, but if you get involved in this matter, you will risk your life. "
Dong dong dong...
Jia Jing frowned and looked out the door, only to see Jia Shiyi bowing: "Old patriarch, there is a letter from Jiangnan. The old lady invites the old patriarch and the mistress to go to Rongxi Hall!"
Jiangnan? Is it Jia Lian or Lin Ruhai?
Jia Shiyi didn't know the specific situation, so the letter was handed directly to the old lady.
Walking out of the study, he saw Yuanyang waiting anxiously at the door. The study is such an important place that no maids or servants are allowed to enter except for the guards.
"what happened?"
Yuanyang performed the Wanfu Ceremony and reported respectfully: "Second Master Lian sent someone to come quickly to report that Mrs. Feng Sheng is critically ill and there has been a change in the Zhen family!"
Jinling is going to change!
Jia Cong thought of the kind old lady and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He murmured: "The old lady is a very amiable person, and she even gave me a Maitreya Buddha."
Even Jia Jing couldn't help but sigh: "In the Zhen family, only Mrs. Fengsheng is worthy of respect. Mrs. Fengsheng has great kindness to my family..."
In the past, Jia Daishan accompanied him in the palace, and the holy ladies saved his life several times. Unexpectedly, time has changed, and the Zhen family and the Jia family can now be said to be on the same level, to the point where it's either you or me who will die.
The girls who had been playing with the old lady in Rongxi Hall had already gone out. At this time, except for Yuanyang, Jia Mu's confidant, there were only three brothers Jia Jing and Jia Cong.
"Jing'er, someone from the Zhen family came to see me two days ago..."
"What?"
Jia Jing, who had just read the letter, suddenly heard what the old lady said, and his hand holding the letter shook.
He quickly asked: "Who is it? What are you doing with your aunt?"
At this time, Mother Jia's face lost the calmness of the past. She hesitated again and again and said truthfully: "It's Mrs. Xu, the wife of Zhen Yingtang of the Zhen family. She brought three boxes and asked me to keep them for her family..."
"What is it?"
"Gold, silver, jewellery, silver notes and title deeds!"
Jia Jing's heart skipped a beat and he asked again, "Auntie, did you accept it?"
Following Jia Jing's question, everyone else in the room looked at Jia Mu anxiously, but saw the old lady gritting her teeth and nodding...
hiss!
This is a suicide move!
The old lady was stared at by her son and nephew in a panic, and she said aggrievedly: "Ms. Xu said that these things were sent by Mrs. Feng Sheng, saying that they were prepared as betrothal gifts for Zhen Jiabao's brother, and Mrs. Feng Sheng The letter you gave me is proof, so I’m keeping it now!”
….
Jia She complained: "Old lady, why do you collect everything? Where are the things? Why is there no news about my son?"
"You and the Zhen family are having a big quarrel, how could I dare to tell you? I had people take you directly to the village outside the city. If it weren't for Brother Lian's letter..."
Hearing the old lady's explanation, Jia She exploded on the spot: "If it weren't for Lian'er's letter, you would have kept your son in the dark, waiting for our family to be buried with the Zhen family..."
"Shut up!"
This was the first time that Jia Jing got angry at Jia She since he returned to Beijing. As soon as the eldest brother's attitude was revealed, Jia She, who was originally furious, immediately turned into a good boy and sat back on his chair to sulk.
Jia Zheng, who finally came to his senses, trembled and said, "Brother Jing, how about we send him back to Zhen's house?"
well!
Jia Jing sighed, shook his head and replied, "It's too late. Your Majesty must have received the news from the Dragon Guard. Now we can only see how much trust your Majesty has in our family."
Mrs. Fengsheng was very kind to the Jia family, and she was eager to cut off from Mrs. Fengsheng. In the eyes of the saint, she was ungrateful.
If it is not cut, it is very likely to thorn in the emperor's heart.
At this time, Jia's mother finally understood why the Zhen family was so anxious to send things to the Jia family, because they wanted to drag the Jia family into trouble. She would regret it terribly, but there was nothing she could do about it.
After a long silence, Jia Jing sighed: "Wait, I hope Mrs. Fengsheng can survive this ordeal and come to the capital quickly to betroth his brother, so that our family can complete this custody."
Heart, send the property back intact. "
After coming out of Rongxi Hall, Jia Jing personally wrote a secret memorial and asked Jia Cong to personally deliver it to Cao Jiugong, the commander of the Long Imperial Guard.
In the evening, a letter appeared in the study of Rongguo Mansion. There were only four words in the letter: I know!
Jia Cong couldn't understand what the emperor meant, but he was relieved to see that the anxiety on Jia Jing's face had gone away.
As time passed, the Jia family's long-delayed poetry party was finally successfully held.
More and more candidates for the examination gathered in the capital, and most of the guests invited to attend the poetry meeting brought their friends. The Jia family's warm reception greatly benefited these candidates.
In addition, the news that Jia Cong impeached the city's dignitaries for the people and angrily criticized the officials of the Ministry of Justice spread out a few days ago. These officials all complimented Yumao Qingtian for having the character of Lin Tanhua and being worthy of the son-in-law of the Lin family.
This time, Jia Cong did not act as a copycat. Instead, he provided various conveniences to this group of officials who urgently needed to make a name for themselves in the capital.
At the end of the poetry meeting, Jia Cong announced that the Jia family would fund the printing of poetry collections for today's poetry meeting. This made the scholars who attended the meeting have a better impression of the Jia family.
How could the Jia family not be excited if they could get help from the Jia family to become famous before the examination?
After the poetry meeting ended, in less than three days, the reputation of Ning Rongjia's family in the capital gradually improved. In particular, Jia Cong, who presided over the poetry meeting, had many officials making a name for him, saying that he was courteous, benevolent, and chivalrous, and that he was worthy of being gifted a royal cat by His Majesty...
As his reputation spread, many invitations came to various literary and poetry societies in the capital. Posts and letters were sent to the Rongguo Mansion. Jia Cong, whose reputation was spread, declined all invitations, except for occasionally visiting his teacher Xu Jin in the imperial edict. Outside of school, he has been staying in his mansion to study and practice martial arts.
The turmoil over the clearing of the land and acres gradually evolved into a battle in the court. There were several fights at the Fengtian Hall. It is said that even the Minister of Household Affairs was fired, making it difficult to implement the policy of clearing the land and acres.
This time, it was not just the military nobles and nobles who were blocking it, but the civil servants were also delaying it again and again. Just when the emperor was in a panic, the news that Mrs. Feng Sheng was critically ill was rushed to the capital for 600 miles.
Liu Heng took the secret memorial from the Long Imperial Guard and the memorial from the Zhen family, feeling both happy and at a loss.
If Lady Fengsheng dies of this illness, it will be like a pebble thrown into a pool, and the situation in the court will definitely change drastically.
However, he is not completely ready yet!
"My dear companion, please immediately summon Jia Jing, Jia She, Cao Jiugong, and Xu Jin to come to the palace to see you!"
Monthly ticket recommendation ticket
The progress of the plot seems to be too slow. I thought about it for a while and let the little fat guy suffer some setbacks to speed up his growth. If there is anything wrong with the writing, please point it out, readers.
That’s it for now. I’ll slowly make up for the missing chapters. Good night.
By the way, please give me a monthly pass. It’s the end of the month and it’s useless for everyone to keep it. Just give it to me...
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