Wu Zonghui, who was studying Wei's tea cup carefully, couldn't help but tremble when he heard Jia Cong yelling about smashing the Kong family.
As expected of Jia Enhou’s son, he dares to say anything!
Confucianism is the most respected Confucian school in the world. He didn't answer Jia Cong's words in Literary Residence because he didn't dare to offend the Kong family.
Look at this person, he just opened his mouth and shut up to smash the Kong family, and even dragged the chief minister of the cabinet with him.
"Old man, the Kong family is so arrogant that they sent only one servant to deliver the letter to your grandson. Aren't you angry?"
"Let's talk about it first. I'm trying to fight against your injustice. What do you think? Do you want to do his best? First hit the capital, and then hit Qufu."
"Demolish Duke Yan's mansion and move Saint Kong's tomb to your home. You will be regarded as Duke Yan..."
Snapped!
Jia Cong received a slap on the head and said aggrievedly, "I only care about you, and you still hit me."
"You can speak freely and dare to say anything!"
Wei Qinghe withdrew his hand, carefully placed the poems on the table, and then looked at Wu Zonghui, who had always lowered his head and remained silent.
"Qing Mo, I remember that you are from Huizhou Prefecture, right?"
Wu Zonghui was flattered and quickly put down the tea cup in his hand, and respectfully replied: "This official is indeed from Huizhou Prefecture."
"Mountains surround the city with clear streams and water, and it is difficult to paint pictures of white clouds and blue peaks. There are wild colors hidden in the buildings and terraces everywhere, and the sound of reading is lit by lights in every house. Huizhou is a wonderful place with outstanding people!"
Wei Qinghe praised him for a moment, then suddenly changed the topic: "Qing Mo, do you know why I didn't want you to enter Beijing early?"
"Mr. Qi Ge once told Xiaguan that you thought he was not qualified enough to take on a big responsibility."
When he said this, Wu Zonghui couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Wei Qinghe was not angry, but laughed: "What he said is true, I do think so. Even today, I still think you are not qualified enough!"
Wu Zonghui was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands and said, "Please ask the Grand Prime Minister to clear up my doubts."
"You were born in the Hanlin Academy. After leaving the academy, you went to the Ministry of Rites as a Yuanwai Lang, and later went to Henan as a Tixueguan. What do you think the qualifications I mentioned are? Are these official positions that are noble but have no knowledge of people's livelihood and economy?"
Wei Qinghe shook his head: "No, I said back then that you can't join the ministry without going through the prefectures and counties. You have no experience as a civilian official and have no experience in people's livelihood and economy. Even if you join the ministry, you will end up with nothing." A steep site. Originally, I wanted you to serve as a people-friendly officer for a few more years, but it’s a pity..."
It was a pity that Wu Zonghui was focused on returning to Beijing and becoming a disciple of Qi Bohan. Although Wei Qinghe was very optimistic about this young man, he still had to give Mr. Ci Fu some face.
The forty-year-old Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was ranked higher than Jiuqing, Wu Zonghui was not without pride. Although I felt a little unhappy in my heart, I also listened to it.
He expressed his displeasure with silence, but Wei Qinghe didn't pay attention and continued: "You know everything about that kid in your family, right?"
"General Xiao Jia has already told the whole story to the lower official, and the lower official did not expect that..."
Wei Qinghe took Wu Zonghui's words and said: "You didn't expect that Kong Lingren or the people behind him would have their thoughts on you, the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. And using such dirty methods, you are scared!" "
Wu Zonghui gritted his teeth, stood up and bowed: "Please teach me, Grand Prime Minister."
Wei Qinghe did not respond directly, but he took out two posts from the table and gave one to each of Jia Cong and Wu Zonghui.
"It's not urgent. We haven't touched the grass snake yet. Everything now is just an appearance. Wait a little longer. I will celebrate my birthday in half a month. Come back and be the door boy for me to welcome guests, okay?" Z .br>
Wu Zonghui took the post blankly and was lost in thought.
Jia Cong took the post and muttered: "This will not delay me from destroying the Kong family..."
Wei Qinghe chuckled: "What's the use of destroying the Kong family? Didn't you just say you wanted to take me to do something big? Then we have to recruit more helpers, right?"
He stood up and rubbed Jia Cong's head, turned around and asked, "Qing Mo, what do you think?"
Wu Zonghui's eyes lit up, and he bowed and said: "I understand, if you cut the grass without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze will bring new growth. If you want to catch all the culprits behind the scenes, you must involve more like-minded people."
Wei Qinghe nodded with satisfaction. It was comfortable to deal with smart people.
When Wu Zonghui saw the old man holding up the tea cup, he took the initiative to say goodbye. Wei Qinghe personally delivered him to the front door, but left Jia Cong behind.
The two watched the Wu family's carriage leave, and Jia Cong asked in confusion: "Aren't you worried that Wu Zonghui will betray us?"
Wei Qinghe replied confidently: "He won't do it. Others' knives are on his neck. Now he needs someone who can protect the Wu family."
"Uh... isn't Wu Zonghui one of Qi Ge's elders?"
"Qi Bohan doesn't have the guts to fight against the Kong family, not to mention that the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel cannot be replaced."
Wei Qinghe suddenly lost interest and sighed: "Cliques, cliques. When disaster strikes, there will be no cliques. Wu Zonghui was born in a poor family. He wanted to prove himself too much. If he listened to my advice, he would not get involved early. In this mud."
"Then Grand Master, which party are you from? The Saint Party? The Imperial Party? Or is it your own party?"
Snapped!
Jia Cong was hit on the head again, and Wei Qinghe Youyou said: "The Master said: A gentleman is reserved and does not fight, and he is a group but not a party. As for me, I work with other gentlemen to serve the country and the people, and I am considered a party of the people!" "
"National... ahem, that's a bad word!" Jia Cong scratched his head and pondered for a long time before he came up with this sentence.
Wei Qinghe didn't know what Jia Cong was thinking, so he laughed and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. I'm here to tell you that you should study hard at home these days. On my birthday, there will be many Here comes the wise man. Whether you can seize the opportunity then depends on yourself."
"Old man..."
Jia Cong bowed gratefully: "Thank you so much for your cultivation!"
Wei Qinghe leaned over and pulled Jia Cong up, and said with a smile: "It's just a little effort, but I can return your kindness to you. I took advantage of your way of reading the sentence."
A case shocked the government and the public, and Kong Lingren suddenly became the most famous name in the capital.
However, the reaction of the DPRK left people confused. Wei Qinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet, was recuperating at home. Except for occasional visits from close people, the door was closed.
Every day, the General Administration Department received enough pleas to burn the kang for a room, but Qinzhengdian always refused to send them.
Mr. Ci Fu was almost driven crazy. Kong Lingren was imprisoned in the imperial edict. The Third Division could not intervene. No news about Fu Division in Beizhen could be spread. No one knew whether Kong Lingren had done anything, or who he had confessed to. .
For three days in a row, Qi Bohan tried to ask Cao Jiugong, the commander of the Dragon Imperial Guard, to inquire about the situation. However, Cao Jiugong only showed up for the first time and said a few vague words. When he went to inquire the next day, he was ill...
On the third day, Cao Dudu went to Qufu, Shandong Province according to the order, and also brought a large group of troops with him.
The news spread and the capital was in an uproar. Could it be that the palace is going to take action against Duke Yansheng’s Mansion?
"Undecided is the scariest thing!"
In the past few days, Jia Cong didn't even leave the gate of Rongguo Mansion. He hid at home, reading and watching plays.
Qi Bohan also sent someone to summon him to meet at the cabinet, but Jia Cong declined.
In the words of Master Pardon, Qi Bohan was forced to stand on the opposite side of the Emperor. As a confidant of the Imperial Party, Rongguo Mansion would be foolish to meet him.
Excuses are easy to come up with. Today I have a headache, tomorrow my butt hurts, and the day after tomorrow my fingernails hurt!
Anyway, it hurts every time. As for where it hurts, it depends on my mood.
Yuanchun was about to get married. In the past few days, Jia Zheng had taken leave from the Ministry of Works and was giving random instructions at home.
In the end, the old lady got angry and kicked him out of the provincial garden, finally allowing the servants to make the final preparations in an orderly manner.
However, Jia Zhengren was now free and became even more anxious.
The father is anxious, and the son is miserable. Originally, Baoyu followed his sisters to write poems, lyrics and names for various scenes in the garden.
, it’s so fun to play in the garden.
Suddenly Mr. Zheng called him into the study, and soon he heard screams inside...
"Brother Bao is going to suffer this time, and the old lady can't take care of him right now!"
Jia Cong and Xichun grabbed the preserves on the plate, threw one into their mouths, and exclaimed: "Second uncle has been feeling angry these days. I guess Second Brother Bao's butt is in danger!"
"Vulgar language!"
Daiyu frowned and said with a smile: "It's also strange that Baoyu is playful. He knew that there would be many guests at home that day, but he didn't study hard. If the elders take the test, wouldn't it be a shame to make a fool of himself? It’s a shame for our family, you see, grandma won’t help him this time.”
"No, Brother Lian was beaten several times by his father for memorizing the wrong book..."
Tanchun rubbed his nephew Jia Lan's head and said with emotion: "Brother Lan is so good that he actually got praise from his father."
Li Wan smiled, with a proud look on his face. Her only hope in this life is that Jia Lan can make a difference. Fortunately, her son has inherited his father's intelligence and can remember a lot of words at just four years old.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a child prodigy.
Of course, there is no comparison with the monster Jia Cong.
"Lang Ge'er is my child prodigy. It's no problem that he will get the top prize in the exam in the future!"
Jia Cong stretched out his hand to Jia Lan, and the little baby showed his dimples obediently and trotted towards him.
"Uncle, cat, cat!"
Jia Cong picked him up, put him on his lap, pinched his soft cheeks and said, "If you want to play with the big cat, fine. Do you still remember the "Disciple Rules" that Uncle San taught you yesterday? Memorize it. Let Third Uncle listen. If you memorize it well, Third Uncle will take you to see the big cats."
"Disciples' rules and sages' instructions. The first is filial piety, and the second is sincerity.
Love everyone and be kind. If you have enough energy, study literature.
Don’t be slow when your parents call you. Don’t be lazy when your parents tell you to do it.
Parents must listen carefully to their teachings, and obey their parents' responsibilities.
It is warm in winter, cool in summer, calm in the morning, and calm in the evening. "
About halfway through carrying it, Jia Lan started stumbling, and finally buried her little face in Jia Cong's robe in shame, and whispered: "Lan'er is not good, I can't remember it."
The full text of "Disciple Regulations" has more than a thousand words. Jia Lan was able to achieve this level in just one day, completely beating the rest of the Ning and Rong families.
He is only four years old. In the entire capital, which four-year-old child can be so smart?
Jia Cong finally understood that Master Pardon had never forgotten Jia Zhu. It is said that Jia Zhu was also like this. He could sing poems at the age of four, poems at the age of seven, and passed the entrance examination at fifteen...
Whose family has a child like this? Can the head of the family be unhappy?
"Brother Lan, be good, your third uncle and I couldn't remember so much when I was your age."
Jia Cong rubbed his nephew's head and stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth to comfort Jia Lan, who was still sad about it.
"Sister-in-law, I'm afraid that Brother Lan will become the number one scholar in our family, but don't push him too much. Children should play and learn. A combination of work and rest is the long-term solution."
Li Wan was startled when he heard this and seemed to be thinking.
She put all her energy into teaching her son and always behaved anxiously.
Jia Cong clearly pointed out the inappropriateness: "Lang Ge'er is only four years old. I have seen that I have lost some weight in the past few days. I think it is because the homework given by my elder sister-in-law is a bit heavier. To put it bluntly, elder sister-in-law , I don’t want what happened to Brother Zhu to happen to Lang Geer again.”
Li Wan burst into tears when he mentioned Jia Zhu.
Alas, Jia Cong knew it would be like this as he kept silent. Several years have passed, and Jia Zhu is still the inner demon that Li Wan cannot erase.
Yingchun and others gathered around to comfort Li Wan who was crying. Unexpectedly, after Li Wan cried a few times, he stood up and knelt down to Jia Cong.
"If Brother Cong hadn't reminded me, I would have almost made a big mistake..."
Jia Lan was still sitting on his lap, and Jia Cong couldn't get up. He waved his hands repeatedly: "No, sister-in-law, get up quickly... You are ruining my life by doing this. We are a family. How can a family say two things?" Family talk. Second sister, Sister Lin,
Quickly help the elder sister-in-law to get up. "
"Brother Cong said, sister-in-law, please get up quickly."
Yingchun and Daiyu helped Li Wan up.
After sitting down again, Jia Congcai continued: "My sister-in-law's family has a long history of education. I told Uncle Li the day before yesterday that it would be best for Brother Lang to study in the Li family school in the future."
"Going to the Li Family Academy? Why?"
Li Wan was a little puzzled. If the Jia family was not good at school in the past, she would not want her son to study there.
But now that the old patriarch Jia Jing has rectified it, and the second-level Jinshi is the master, which school can compare with the Jia family school.
Just listen to Jia Cong say: "The Li family comes from a scholarly family, and there are many people in the family who have the seeds of reading. Unlike our family, Lang Geer went to the Li family school, and the classmates and friends he made will be his help in the future. In other words, utilitarian If so, our family lacks nothing now, except for the help from the ministers."
Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xiangyun couldn't understand Jia Cong's words, but Li Wan and Daiyu all understood them.
This is the second time that his father, Li Shouzhong, has been in charge of the Imperial Academy. He has an excellent reputation as a scholar. There are many children from various families studying in the Li family school, forming a large circle invisibly.
Perhaps the grades of these families are not high and their family status is not obvious, but they all have considerable reputations among officials.
The only person in the Jia family, Jia Jing, was a high-ranking official, but his influence among officials could not be compared with that of the Li family.
If his son is allowed to study in the Li family, as Jia Cong said, his classmates and their families will be able to help him in the future.
But...is this really okay? Will the elders in the family agree?
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