These words are not because Jia Huan is being modest, but because he really thinks so in his heart.
Just like the keyboard warriors of later generations, they can control the world and do anything with a single keystroke, and the entire Blue Star is trampled under their feet.
However, once it comes to actual combat, they will be blinded immediately.
In fact, Jia Huan is also one of them, with a wealth of theoretical knowledge as unconstrained as his imagination.
But if he was really put in a real combat environment and allowed to command a war, Jia Huan felt that he might not be as good as Zhou Tong.
But the prince regarded Jia Huan's heartfelt words as words of humility.
The prince couldn't help but said excitedly: "Master Jia, how about you come to my East Palace and serve as Young Master Zhan of the Mansion?"
"When the time comes, you will train a strong army for me. Then I will be responsible for collecting intelligence information for you. If you and I join forces, we will be invincible in the world!"
Zhan Shi, the young master of Zhan Shi Mansion, was an official of the fourth rank, while Jia Huan was the sixth rank official when he was appointed magistrate of Ping'an County.
This can be said to be a four-level promotion in a row. Compared with Wei Haogu, who was promoted to three levels in a row, he has been promoted to one more level. It can be said that he has reached the sky in one step.
However, Zhan Shi, the young master of Zhan Shifu in the East Palace, is not actually responsible for the military.
Strictly speaking, Donggong does not have its own army.
The crown prince's bodyguards are jointly provided by the Imperial City Guards, and there is no independent guard.
The last time Jia Huan borrowed a thousand members of the escort team from the East Palace, their true identities were actually the guards of the imperial city.
However, because he was guarding the East Palace, he temporarily served as a guard of the East Palace.
If Jia Huan really enters the East Palace and serves as the Young Master of Zhan Shifu, and then really goes to train a strong army, then he is really not doing his job properly.
And you, Dong Palace, train a strong army by yourself, what exactly do you want to do?
How can the emperor not be suspicious?
I have to say that the prince is really naive and always comes up with his ideas.
But Jia Huan would never dare to mess around with the prince.
Thinking of this, Jia Huan hurriedly said: "I would like to thank the prince for your appreciation. However, I am currently in Ding You. I can only accept the prince's kindness."
After Jia Huan finished speaking, the prince hurriedly said: "I admire Master Jia's talent, but I forgot that Master Jia is still in Ding You. This is all my fault."
"When Mr. Ding You comes, I will definitely wait for you and sweep the bed to greet you."
Isn't it obvious enough that he refused?
For a while, it was difficult for Jia Huan to follow the prince's thoughts.
But for a while, Jia Huan couldn't refuse too simply, as this would make the prince too embarrassed to step down.
There are still two years left, and by then, I am afraid that the prince will have forgotten this matter.
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After seeing off the prince, Jia Huan went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion again.
After meeting Jia Huan, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but ask: "Brother Huan, I wonder why the prince is looking for you?"
Jia Huan couldn't help but said: "His Royal Highness is very interested in sand table deduction and asked me for some advice on sand table deduction."
As for the fact that the prince invited him to serve as the young master of Zhan Shifu and asked him to help train a strong army, Jia Huan did not say anything.
If you say it out, there is no need to worry Sister Lin.
After finishing speaking, Jia Huan said: "Sister Lin, in a few days, I will send someone to Jiangnan to propose marriage to Uncle Lin."
Hearing Jia Huan's words, Lin Daiyu said angrily: "Brother Huan, what are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense, I will never pay attention to you again."
Jia Huan couldn't help but sigh: "Sister Lin is a fairy-like figure, and I don't want to blaspheme the fairy."
"Unfortunately, Sister Lin's natural beauty is hard to give up. There are always some toads who covet Sister Lin's beauty. In desperation, I had no choice but to take the initiative and capture Sister Lin first."
After Jia Huan finished speaking, Lin Daiyu burst into laughter.
At the same time, she blushed with embarrassment.
Girls in this era are like this. They always feel shy when facing the topic of their own marriage.
When it comes to the topic of marriage, it is usually difficult to express it directly, even to parents.
For example, my father asked, how about marrying an ugly rich man from East Street?
The daughter shook her head to express her disagreement.
The father asked again, how about marrying a good-looking poor man from West Street?
The daughter shook her head again to express her disagreement.
The father asked again, how about marrying the handsome and wealthy young man from Nanjie?
The daughter stopped talking, which was a tacit consent.
This is a characteristic of the times, and Lin Daiyu is not immune to it.
After a while, Lin Daiyu said: "That's good, it just makes Baoyu give up this idea."
It just so happens that Jia Huan also has this intention.
So Jia Huan said: "It's just right. When I go back today, I will write a letter to Uncle Lin and also send the matchmaker south."
"It won't take long for the marriage to be finalized. Sister Lin, just wait patiently."
After listening to Jia Huan's words, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but spat: "Brother Huan, you know how to talk nonsense! I don't know what to wait patiently for? How about Brother Huan tell me?"
Jia Huan couldn't help but laugh and said: "You can only say this once, and it won't work if you say it too many times. Huh? Is this a new poem written by Sister Lin? Bring it to me and take a look."
It turned out that Jia Huan deliberately grabbed a piece of paper on the table in order to divert Lin Daiyu's attention.
When I opened it and looked at it, I saw that it was a poem manuscript. I didn't expect that he had been fooled.
This poem manuscript actually contains five poems.
The first poem written about Xi Shi:
A generation falls in love with the city and chases the waves, Wu Gongkong recalls his son's family.
The girl from the East Village is imitating the frown and smiling face, her hair is white and her gauze is still hanging by the stream.
The second song Yu Ji.
The wind is howling in the dark night with a broken heart, and the eyes are heavy with hatred.
Tao Peng was willing to accept his grave, and drinking his sword was as good as in Chu's tent.
The third song Mingfei
The stunning beauty left the Han Palace, but the fate of the beauty was poor in ancient and modern times.
Even if the king is light on color, why should he give up power to the painter?
The fourth green pearl
The rubble and pearls are thrown away, but how can Shiwei be so charming again?
They are all caused by the blessings of the past life, and they share the comfort of loneliness.
The fifth red whisk
Chang Yixiong talks in a unique manner, and a beautiful woman knows the end of the road with her giant eyes.
The corpse is in the palace of Yang Gong, how can he restrain his female husband?
Jia Huan read it and was full of praise, and then said: "Sister Lin happened to only make five poems of this poem. Why not just call it "Five Beautiful Songs"."
So I couldn't explain it any further, so I wrote it down at the back.
Lin Daiyu wanted to grab the poem manuscript from Jia Huan's hand, saying that she was just a game writer and would never dare to taint Brother Huan's eyes.
Jia Huan couldn't help but laugh and said: "No matter what the title of the poem is, you just need to be good at interpreting the meaning of the ancients. If you follow the footsteps of others, even if the words are exquisite, they will have second meaning, and it will not be considered a good poem after all."
"For example, there are many poems about Zhaojun written by predecessors. Some of them mourn Zhaojun, some resent him for his longevity, and some ridicule the Han emperor for not being able to make painters paint beautiful ministers instead of beautiful people. They are all different."
"Later Wang Jinggong once again said, "I couldn't draw the artistic conception, and it was in vain to kill Mao Yanshou." Uncle Yong said, "This is what my ears and eyes saw, Wan Li'an can control the Yi Di."
"Both poems have their own opinions and are different from others. Today's five poems written by Sister Lin can also be said to be novel in meaning and unique." (End of this chapter)
