Jia Zheng Wucai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 61

"Let's send Linling out of the mansion after giving her a contract of sale." Mrs. Lin said quietly, "Let's change the story first. We'll talk about everything after Jia Zheng returns to Beijing."

Hearing the uncompromising tone in the words, the confidant woman didn't have the guts to say anything, Nuonuo agreed and went to deal with it.

After Lin Ruhai heard the commotion outside in the study and sent a boy to find out who was crying outside, his gaze drifted to Jia Zheng involuntarily, with an expression of doing something wrong.

Jia Zheng didn't say anything, just admired the painting by himself.From the words and deeds of the two generations of mistresses of the Lin family, he suddenly thought of a wonderful way to balance the local snake.

Local snakes are inevitable, just like there are always a few maids in the backyard who climb on the bed due to various reasons.But whether the east wind blows the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind, there is always a mistress.

Of course, it does not mean that a local emperor should be brought out in the south of the Yangtze River, otherwise it would be meaningless to destroy the Zhen family or the four major families of Jinling.

What he wants to maintain is the balance among the "servants", and no one should be alone.The flop in the backyard is a relatively fair system, and the ranks of maids, aunts, and wives are distinct.

So you can also learn from it.

Families who want to improve can set up a points system.For example, the joint venture will improve and add some public infrastructure construction: for example, the school can get a few points, which is the same as the assessment of later generations of companies, and the school will be tested every three years.Evaluate the corresponding points.

Of course, if this move is implemented, it may solidify the class and revive the clan.

But just like that certain house, a supervisory agency can be set up in each province, and the family can be promoted to Beijing after the number of points is full...

Jia Zheng felt that he had a lot of fun. Not only did he think of the respect room, but he was also preparing for a level-by-level challenge like Xiuxianwen. His thinking was more limited than before and weighed the political systems of various countries.

But probably just think about it.The boss is not him, he is just a laborer.

From a lord to a minister who advises, Jia Zheng feels that he is quite used to the days when the pressure on his shoulders is suddenly relieved.

Right now, he knows how to make a joke at the right time to ease his nitpicking and the most perfect solution.

Lin Ruhai raised his eyes and looked at Jia Zheng for a long while. Seeing people's eyes staring at the painting, not paying any attention to the noise outside, the heart that felt a little embarrassing suddenly became tense in his throat.

"Since it's mother's order, then just do it." Lin Ruhai replied impatiently, then glanced at Jia Zheng again, and asked, "Second brother-in-law, is there something wrong with this painting?"

"No!" Jia Zheng replied decisively.Even though he had the memory of accepting Jia Zheng, for these paintings and calligraphy, Jia Zheng only got a few dry "comments" according to the scriptures.If it were him, he would take this opportunity to discover his own appreciation. He only thinks everything looks good, as well as the classic intellectual property examination method on the examination paper.

"I just had a flash of inspiration and thought of a tricky government affairs." Jia Zheng said with a hint of urgency on his face: "Since the old lady has a lot, then I won't keep any more. Wait for me After solving the problem, come to visit again."

Although distracted, he was not deaf.

Seeing Jia Zheng walking out, Lin Ruhai naturally asked to stay.But Jia Zheng spoke so solemnly that he had no choice but to send him out.

Not far from the second gate, Lin Ruhai saw the crying scene in front of him, and his face turned black.

Looking at the girl surrounded by several servant girls, Jia Zheng looked at the woman who was also wearing a green coat, but her temperament was far superior to those around her, she raised her brows with a clear expression on her face, but didn't say much , Lift your legs and walk away.

He could already hear footsteps behind him.

The person who came was probably his cheap house fighting master sister.

He is not Jia She, he has a hobby of reading gossip.

In other words, why is it compared with Jia She, an unreliable bastard?

Really depraved.

Jia She, who was disliked, held his burning forehead, held back and held back, but looked at the mountain of results on the table, couldn't help but curl his mouth, and showed off to his son who came to visit: "Son! , you have to remember that in the near future you will be the head of the largest academy in the capital, understand? The super powerful kind."

"Father, I've taken some medicine." Jia Lian didn't know what a mountain chief was at all, he only knew that his father was very busy recently.They were all skinny as a pig liver.He was entrusted with important tasks by his grandfather and others, watching his father drink medicine obediently.

Jia Amnesty showed more and more disgust, as if he had been suffocated by the pungent smell of medicine, he pinched his nose tightly, resolutely: "Don't drink."

Every inch of his time is precious, and he heard that the second child, the second child who can play rattan tricks, is coming back soon, and he doesn't know how he will die when the time comes.

Who cares about healing?

"If you don't drink it, don't drink it." Jia Lian saw that her father didn't want to drink it, and when she thought of the days when she was forced to take the medicine, her tears burst into tears: "Father, let's not take the medicine anymore. I don't want to take the medicine when I get sick, that's fine." ?"

Jia She: "!!!"

With a jolt, Jia She immediately jumped up: "You bastard, if you dare not drink the medicine, I will slap you to death!"

Jia Lian covered her mouth in astonishment, and stared at Guluyuan with her beautiful little peach eyes.It took him a lot of courage to refuse the important task given by his grandfather, just because he felt that his father didn't want to take the medicine, which inadvertently reminded him that when he was a child, he was forced to drink the bitter medicine. The appearance of love.

How miserable.

The medicine is good... no, it's very, very, very bad.

While talking, Jia Amnesty took the medicine bowl that the maid had been carrying with one hand, and directly poured it into his mouth boldly.

Jia Lian: "..."

Servants around: "..."

"Pfft..." Jia Amnesty turned his head, vomited to the side, and retched, "Ahem...how come there are still medicine residues?!"

Before the servant knelt down and begged for mercy, someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Jia Xibei, I heard that your prodigal son turned back..." Emperor Hui looked at Jia She, who was coughing and out of breath, and his joking words stopped abruptly.When Jia Amnesty was holding the tea and begging for comfort with his son, he continued to finish his unfinished words: "My old man actually asked me to learn from you. I even suspected that you gave him medicine."

"Why can't I be the target of your studies?" Jia She retorted angrily, "At least I taught you half of the time when you went up trees, picked out birds and climbed dog holes."

Emperor Hui: "..." He couldn't find a reason to refute.

After a pause, Emperor Hui mourned his youthful and ignorant mistakes, and then asked solemnly: "Have you really changed your temper? It is said that during this time, you have almost made the construction site your home. What are you panicking about? Even if we didn't Friendship, or more seriously, we have enmity, but your father saved the emperor. As long as father is alive, as long as your Jia family does not seek to usurp the throne, other things will be taken lightly." As for killing your life Sprinkling money, holding Jia Lian in all kinds of ways, like telling a will, how many private houses are left, and what about the children of whose family?I also sent him a letter asking when Jia Lian was accepted as a godson.

"I'm just a prodigal son, can't I turn around?" Jia Amnesty also said seriously: "I stayed in Jinling for a few days, and suddenly felt that I was enlightened at that moment. Think about my grandfather, the Jia family returned to the Zhuang family 60 years ago. , due to natural disasters, the hard life can't go on, and we gritted our teeth, and then our descendants are carefree today. But what about me? Although the Jia family's title is hereditary, it has been passed down from generation to generation, just like my brother-in-law and aunt The Su Lin family eventually became a white man. But do you think Houyi, the descendant of my Jia family, can be as good as the Lin family? Is it possible to return to the status of a high-class family?"

"Didn't you always believe that children and grandchildren have their own blessings?" Emperor Hui felt that he couldn't understand his former friends for a while, but if Jia She could really fight from the bottom of his heart, he could only be delighted.

"People always grow up."

"Well, grow up." Jia Lian, who finally understood the word, nodded emphatically. After agreeing, he bowed his head to Emperor Hui and apologized: "Hello, uncle, my father just finished drinking the medicine and fell ill. You need to rest a lot. After he recovers, you can chat again."

"Yo, so good...wait a minute, I feel that this kid looks strange to me?" Emperor Hui approached, hugged Jia Lian from Jia She's arms, and asked, "Do you know who I am?" ?”

Jia Lian was extremely decisive, squinting his eyes and said, "Uncle Beauty."

Emperor Hui: "..."

Jia Amnesty added mercilessly: "Unless you stay with him for a long time, there are only differences between beautiful people and non-beautiful people in his eyes."

This point was told to him in private by the two elders who took care of Lian'er at home.Worried that this child pays too much attention to appearance.

"I like this aesthetic." Emperor Hui pinched Jia Lian to the creaking nest, and said to Jia Amnesty, "Then you have a good rest, and I will cultivate a relationship with my godson."

"Whatever." After Jia Amnesty came back, he flung himself on the desk to rest for a while, then forced himself to sit up again, squinting his eyes, sweeping casually, only feeling that he was extremely short of time.

It's really a fulfilling life, time flies so fast, so fast that he doesn't know how to describe it.

After he hurried back to the capital, he finalized the architectural style of the academy, invested a lot of money, and ordered people to work overtime to build it. He also gathered the teachers together to discuss how to divide classes and formulate appropriate school regulations. In order to understand the words of the great Confucians , but also take time to study the Four Books and Five Classics, get along with father-in-law, mother-in-law, Lianer...

Of course, the most important thing is to find a painter to make various portraits of yourself!

Even if his great master can't be famous in history, at least Jia's family must hang his portraits!A handsome portrait.

He has to leave something for his son to remember and show off in the future!

Really, he is not narcissistic!