Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

And Jia Zheng also wanted to overturn the shackles on his body. He had to let the emperor know that disasters were not only domestic natural and man-made disasters, but also foreign ones.

A weak horse will be ridden by others, a weak person will be bullied by others, and a weak country will be eaten by outsiders.

Not to mention, the Muchao family has a great business, and there are wolves outside that are watching eagerly.

The Mu Dynasty has reached the point of life and death, and if it continues to scheming with the villains inside, it will lose national power.

So Jia Zheng asked Song He to act in that scene in exchange for keeping Li Keba alive.

"grown ups!"

When Li Keba saw Jia Zheng coming to see him, he was about to get up from the bed.

"Is my brother Song back?"

The Song River knows water. But under the current circumstances, his chance of survival is also 50%, which is also half luck.

"My people have been ambushing that place for a long time. And he also said that even if he survives, he will only go to stir up trouble in front of the emperor... So, you don't have to wait for him."

Song He and Li Keba do have a deep brotherhood and can support each other, but they also restrict each other.

Song He was not a person who had lived among others for a long time, and he was born with few relatives. He had no father or mother. He only had an old grandfather who passed away a few years ago.

It can be said that Song He is a born leader. As long as he understands the shackles that trap him, he can soar to the sky.

Now that he wants to give it a try, Li Keba has become a burden to him. So he did business with Jia Zheng and entrusted Li Keba to Jia Zheng's care.

"According to the agreement, I will accept you as my adopted son. From now on, study hard and make progress in my place. Don't let down your brother Song's plans for you."

It's not that Jia Zheng never thought of taking Song and Li for his own use.

But as a superior, he saw the ambitions of the two men. Shi En can no longer trap the two of them. All he can do is watch them take off, but just keep some affection.

Li Keba lowered his head and cried.

He also knew that he was too young now to go out with Song He.

"Xiao Li'er, do you have a scientific name? Now my son is just starting to become enlightened. If you come over, we can study together."

Jia Zhu really entered school when he was only fourteen years old. Li Keba is also at this age now. If he works harder, he can become a talent.

"My name is Li Xiaoer, I don't have a scientific name."

Seeing Jia Zheng talking about business, Li Keba also refrained from crying. He is literate, but he has never read a book seriously.

"Then I'll get one for you, father. You and Brother Song are also together because of friendship. From now on, you can call me Li Shouyi. I hope that no matter what happens in the future, you will never forget this sense of loyalty."

Seeing Li Shouyi nodding, Jia Zheng laughed. Li Shouyi's health is much better now. Jia Zheng was afraid that he would be prone to overthinking alone, so he planned to ask him to study with Baoyu.

Anyway, Baoyu was just enlightened and had not studied for a long time, so it would not have any impact on Li Shouyi's health.

It just so happened that the time was approaching noon, so Jia Zheng was preparing to pick up Baoyu from school.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Baoyu's persuasion academy, he heard cheers in the room.

"Your Majesty, look at how beautifully I dance for you~"

"Your Majesty, I will feed you fruits."

"Hahahaha!"

There seemed to be a parody going on in the room, with two young men holding their throats and pretending to be beauties in trouble, making everyone laugh.

Amidst the laughter of everyone, an old man also spoke with a tight voice, his voice getting weirder and weirder.

"Your Majesty, how about the beauty that Wei Chen presented to you? Does Your Majesty want to promote Wei Chen to an official position?"

"Hahahaha! Promotion! Promotion! You are all promoted! I will make you the highest official!"

Baoyu giggled. For the first time, he felt that playing with boys was more interesting than playing with girls.

"But the greatest official is the king! I am already below the king and above everyone else. What else does the king want to reward me with? Why don't you give me your hat!"

"No, no!"

Baoyu followed the rules of the game and kept the paper hat symbolizing the highest power in his arms, but would not give it to the old man. If he gives it, it means he loses.

"Okay! If you don't give it, the humble minister will come and snatch it! Hahaha, my lord, I'm here to catch you!"

"Help! Hahahaha, come and protect him! Beauty, stop him!"

Baoyu hugged the paper hat, got up and ran away, but his beauty didn't help him at all.

A young servant pretending to be a beauty made a bitter face and said: "Second Master Bao, don't blame the slaves for not helping you. The letter we got said that we are spies."

"Hahaha! This beauty was donated by me, of course she is a spy."

The old man pinched his waist and laughed, commanding the now-rebellious boys to surround Baoyu, and finally captured him easily.

The old man first tickled Baoyu for a while, and then asked someone to bring out the torture instruments.

Jia Zheng's sharp eyes saw that on the two torture instruments, one said "dog head guillotine" and the other said "hot water pot".

The fonts are all written with flying dragons and phoenixes, which is very impressive.

"Tell me! Does your Majesty want to be decapitated by my big dog-headed guillotine, or be boiled to pieces by my hot water pot?"

"Hahaha, I don't choose, I don't choose!"

Baoyu laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe.

"It's up to you! Come on! Put on the torture device!"

"Ah! Ah! Master Wen, hahahaha!"

Baoyu started to struggle, and when he suddenly raised his head, he saw Li Shouyi at the door.

"Ah! Someone! Who are you?"

Old Man Wen also looked over and saw Li Shouyi letting Jia Zheng out with an embarrassed smile.

"master!!!"

Everyone panicked. Baoyu also immediately got up from the desk and looked around for his lost shoes.

"Master, I was just tired of studying, so..."

"Ahem! I'm teaching my disciples to study, and outsiders are not allowed in!"

Old Man Wen straightened his clothes that were pulled askew by Baoyu, and picked up the book very calmly, as if nothing of the nonsense just happened had happened.

Baoyu glared and found that the master had hidden the game chess under the desk.

"..."

Jia Zheng was silent for a long time before he found his voice.

"Sir, your surname is Wen?"

"Exactly!" Old Man Wen stroked his beard and said in a calm and elegant manner: "My ancestor was the literary sage of Lu, and I am a direct member of my family."

"...In that case, it's already time for lunch. I neglected you sir before, why don't you invite us to get together in the front yard?"

Old Man Wen stopped stroking his beard. He never thought that Jia Zheng, who was described as serious and upright in Baoyu's mouth, would say this.

"For Baoyu's sake, please give me a nice meal."

Jia Zheng did not dislike Old Man Wen's two-faced style. Obviously, he is an old naughty boy.

Baoyu hates studying, but if he meets such a teacher, he will be able to learn more. But he also needs to find out what this person is capable of.

"Okay, okay, you stay and pack up, I'll be right back."

The maids and servants immediately packed up, and the guillotine and hot water pot were also rolled up and put away.

Jia Zheng looked at Baoyu who had already put on his shoes, wishing he could become invisible, and immediately said hello.

"Baoyu is here too, I was just about to ask you to meet someone."