Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Jiang Ziyu is a sensible person. If the two big bosses want to fall in love, he must avoid it. He also handled some of his work for Jia Amnesty very considerately.

He was pinching a piece of pastry to read the account book when he heard Jia Jing's hurried footsteps, "Mr. Jiang, where is Sheer and him?"

Jiang Ziyu asked, "What happened?"

"Your Majesty has decreed to abdicate as Prince Liang a few days ago." Jia Jing didn't hear the wind, and the thunderbolt was not such a big shock. He was still in his brother's tent, why did he abdicate?

Jiang Ziyu's subordinates were the first to force, and the bean paste in the pastry was all over his face, but he didn't care to wipe it off, "I'll go with you in the prince's camp."

As a result, Jia She, who was sitting stupidly with his quilt in his arms, disappeared without a trace of His Majesty the former emperor.

"What's going on?" Jia Jing was more worried about his brother than the emperor, "Are you okay?"

"I'm... alright." Jia She blinked, and suddenly laughed, "It's okay, I'm really fine, bro, don't come here!"

If Brother Zi didn't feel guilty at this moment, he still doesn't know when he would be able to succeed.

It's just so beautiful.

Although it is a period of time to be separated, it is a big step forward in certain things.

Jia Jing is not a pure and flawless child, just looking at the messy appearance of the bed, he knows what he shouldn't know, and said speechlessly, "As long as you are fine, let someone clean it up for you, get out quickly, Mr. Jiang and I will be fine. You must be going back to Beijing. My father is afraid that he will be at Yanmen Pass soon. If you fight quickly, if Tatar and Yanmen Pass change, I won’t be able to stand it for long."...

"I can't go back. It's not a big problem. I'll stay here and take care of the Yanmen Pass." Jia Amnesty finally lifted the quilt off, and put on a robe. Even when he was talking about business, the satisfaction on his face never faded, almost blinding Jia Jing , "The teacher is in the capital."

Although Mingjing was easy to bully in the past, after all these years, she has grown a lot. ....

"After all, it's better for you to go back in person. The new emperor ascends the throne. Isn't there a person in the Rongguo Mansion?" Jia Jing persuaded again, he actually wanted Jia She to go back and play the emotional card with Mingjing to get a feel for the depth of the water.

When she was young, Mingjing admired Yan Shangshu, and tolerated Jia She in every possible way. Later, when Ming Su ascended the throne, she naturally respected Jia She, but now that Mingjing is on the throne, Jia She must give way.

There is no need to mention all kinds of human nature.

Jia Amnesty looked at his complexion, he was so sad that he looked like an old flathead, as if he was about to go bald, and patted his shoulder, "Brother, don't worry, I can still control this place."

He didn't want to go back and consecrate Mingjing.

Moreover, is it necessary for him to bow down to be clean?

The new emperor Mingjing in the capital never thought about being worshiped by him. He was in a state of bewilderment, surrounded by concubines who couldn't suppress the surprises. He didn't even have a regular wife. Yes, it is inevitable to be a woman.

Although he already knew who the new emperor was, he did not enter the palace so soon. It would be a more decent courtesy to be greeted by civil and military officials on an auspicious day.

Yan Lingyun asked a group of people to wait outside, and Ning Guogong watched fiercely, but there were no waves.

"If you can't afford it, why don't you be a puppet and give me the authority, and you can just concentrate on admiring the beauties." Yan Shangshu's mouth never makes people, and he opens his mouth to be mean to the new emperor, "There will be two or three days Haven't reacted yet?"

The concubine Ji Yingyingchuo in the mansion had all heard the story of Yan Meiren, and they had only met a real person for many years, so it was inevitable that they would be sour and jealous. After Yan Lingyun smiled at them, she realized that she was afraid, and hurried away from Mingjing's side. .

"Get out." Yan Lingyun said calmly, pouring a cup of tea and Mingjing, "If you are in love with Su'er, you should know what to do."

Among the princes, Mingjing has the best relationship with them, and he is also kind and gentle, even Ming Su has to admit that Mingjing took care of him when he was young.

Just such a soft-spoken person.

It was very easy for Jia She and Yan Lingyun to handle.

As for the Ming brothers, even though they are close in blood to Yan Lingyun, they are afraid that there will be a fierce fight.

"Of course, I'm not afraid of those." Yan Mei said humanely, thinking that if she is clean and doesn't drink tea, why not just splash him in the face, maybe she can wake up better.

Mingjing hardly ate or drank these few days, completely unable to think, Yan Lingyun was about to make a move, when he saw him drink the hot tea expressionlessly, but sighed for a long time, "Time is fate, if I , but also save the lives of brothers.”

He knows best that Ming Su and Jia Amnesty can't beat each other, one looks refined, the other looks innocent, and they are more ruthless than anyone else.

Yan Lingyun expressed his affirmation of this. Although he was about to kill him, he would definitely be able to kill him, but he had to trick someone up first.

Mingjing chose Chengming Palace as a sleeping hall, and still reserved the Qianyuan Palace for Ming Su. The main hall enshrined Ming Su's portrait. She used to serve people such as Panax notoginseng, and received the same treatment as before, and was responsible for daily sweeping and offering incense.

No one would have guessed that His Majesty the Emperor had returned to his hometown to work on this secret matter of abdication. Seeing Mingjing doing this, he thought that the mysterious emperor had really embarked on a journey to immortality. Instead, it triggered a series of superstitious activities among the people, which became popular at home. A small portrait of the former emperor is enshrined.

And because the people in the capital rumored that they had seen the unicorn come into the world with their own eyes, there was another unicorn next to Mingsu.

Jia Sheyuan was in the grassland, and also received one or two small portraits. He tore half of it on the spot, and threw the unicorn half into the brazier and burned it. "Go, let our bookstore also sell it, and call Prince Xiang to create momentum."

Poor Prince Xiang, this side is busy arranging the Chengming Palace and Qianyuan Hall, and the other side has to help Jia She print the portrait of "Xiandi".

All the servants have been trained, and they have to tell the guests that it is a Pixiu, not a Qilin. Our prince said it himself, His Majesty loves Pixiu very much.

Jiang Ziyu showed Jia She the newly sent portrait, and seeing that he was satisfied, he began to get down to business, "Why does the prince suddenly want to buy the printing factory and bookstore?"

Their original bookstore sold more miscellaneous books, and it was for the purpose of passing on news as a cover, and they didn't do much serious business.

"Be careful." Jia Amnesty ordered first, and then asked Jiang Ziyu, "Mr. Jiang, what do all the scholars in the world study for?"

"Learn literary and martial arts, and be like the emperor's family."

"That's it. Except for military officials, civil servants are always scholars. A set of Analects now costs a few taels of silver. Poor scholars and rich people. If we can make a cheap book, let alone, scholars must read it well." And do you remember the white lotus and red lotus incident?" Jia She said, "Not only do I want their hearts, I want their mouthpieces."

"I understand. Since the son has a heart, why not open an academy." Jiang Ziyu said, "Nowadays, several major academies are well-known. Even if we can't stand shoulder to shoulder with them for a while, the son is rich and powerful, and we can't do anything."

Jia She said with a smile, "I don't have any money. Since Mr. Jiang came up with this idea, then Mr. Jiang will make a general rule and budget for me."

Jiang Ziyu almost shook her head, "All over the world come to ask for wool felt and wool weaving, I really don't have time."

He said it was a pity, "You really should keep that Mr. Yuheng."...

"His background is similar to that of my brother. If you push around too much, you may lose your life." Jia Amnesty was joking, but Jiang Ziyu nodded wildly, agreeing very much.

Fearing that this capable confidant would suffer from cervical spondylosis again, Jia Amnesty ruthlessly drove him out, and then wrote a letter to Yan Lingyun's important person.

A treacherous minister like Yan Lingyun hopes to cover the sky with one hand in the court, but he doesn't have a tight grip on the external side, but he doesn't have many confidants either.

Marquis Lin has been ill for many days, so it is not a serious problem to raise him, maybe it is the merit of raising Mingsu.

Yan Lingyun simply asked Lin Xiaohai to be the emperor, and then told Jia Amnesty that the child is yours.

Jia Amnesty:? ? ?

The newly-appointed Prince Shouchanghou stood in front of Jia She, his legs were still trembling, he couldn't stand the long ride.

Cute, Lin Xiaohai.

Jia She felt that he could put him down with a light slap.

Who knew that this little cutie had a "full of scheming" idea, "In addition to our own academy, we can also fund other academies. For example, Qingya Academy in Hangzhou, where I was educated when I was young, and the students were rich and poor. , although the academy offers free tuition for the poor, but after all they still have to eat and buy books, and everything costs money for pens, inks, papers and inkstones. If we can help, you said he must be very grateful."

After thinking for a while, he said, "White-eyed wolf doesn't count."

The school's exemption from Shu Xiu is also for the purpose of not missing out on good talents. As soon as he opened his mouth, he had the idea of ​​poaching someone's corner, which inevitably impressed Jia She, "Yes, Lin Xiaohai, very good, keep it up."

He really thought of him as a little white rabbit who would cry when poked.

Lin Xiaohai said, "Sheng Mien, Dou Michou, let's figure out how much money a person needs to study each year. For this reason, give me [-]% to [-]%. Then I have to guarantee the college. I'm sure the family is really poor. It's not a lie. But there may be some people who try to get away with it, so I have to elaborate on it. In addition, there is a shortage of people here, and today is different from the past. It is not easy to keep recruiting court officials, and you can choose from these people who are willing to give up. The imperial examinations come out early to do things. Some people are proficient in economics and businessmen, although their literary talent is average, but for us, they are better than Li Bai."

He told us one by one, and he was very sincere when he heard it. Jia She said that this was still silly and sweet, and he was not afraid of being deceived by himself. He told him according to Jiang Ziyu's usual work flow, "Think about it carefully, and then come out." Give me a general rule, if you don’t know how to write it, ask Mr. Jiang.”

"Thank you, son." Lin Xiaohai smiled back at the two dimples, and made Jiang Ziyu, who was used to seeing the beast brothers of the Jia family, so cute that he wished he could pass on his years of experience overnight.

This end is almost straightened out, Jia Amnesty still has another troublesome thing, Ye Qinglu was stuffed into the household department by Ming Su at that time, and she will not be able to get out for a while, if she is forced to transfer her back, it will also hinder Ye Qinglu's future.

Tsk, changing the emperor is always annoying.