[Red Mansion] The barrage teaches you to be a good person

The old saint's funeral was held silently and grandly, and after the funeral, the palace sank into nothingness.The sage spends more and more time on official business, and seeing the court ministers is really uncomfortable.Because the old sage had just passed away, they didn't dare to bring up the topic again, but seeing the emptiness under the sage's knees, the burning anxiety also burned on Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng was so confused by the question, even if he found him, he would never tell the saint, okay? !This matter is embarrassing because everyone thinks that Jia Zheng is the one who is most likely to succeed in finding a sage as a thought studio, but no one has ever thought that it is precisely because that person is Jia Zheng that he is the least likely to succeed.

"Actually, I'm looking forward to Jia Zheng's persuasion. The saint at that time must be in a beautiful mood."

"I can't even imagine how beautiful it was at that time."

"My heart is still a little bit excited?!!!"

"Hey, I still want to see what the saint looks like when he gets angry!"

"Oh, the iceberg man must be cute when he explodes, hahahaha."

"Oh, I'm really a little shy."

...Hey, have you considered his life safety?Looking at the barrage, Jia Zheng was speechless and turned his head away.Just because the saint is not depressed, no matter whether it is Zhang He or Chen Yuan, anyone who knows the relationship between the two would like to let Jia Zheng stay in the palace every day.

But Jia Zheng is just a courtier after all, even though he has the status of a prince and a tutor, it doesn't matter if he enters the palace every day.But staying here is no easy task.Especially now that the eyes of interested people are fixed on the palace, Jia Zheng doesn't want to make any trouble at this time.

But the saint is not.

One day, after Jia Zheng told Cheng'er what he was going to say, he was about to leave.But Cheng'er grabbed his sleeve and said worriedly: "Ah Zheng, the Heavenly Father is not in a good mood these days, don't you really want to go and see him?"

Jia Zheng sighed helplessly. With his current status, apart from going to court to follow up with the palace to teach Cheng'er, how could he have regular contact with saints.Too weird is not good either.

Looking at Jia Zheng's appearance, Cheng'er probably knew what Jia Zheng meant, and complained flatly: "Ah Zheng is too careful, even if he knows about it, others don't dare to say anything."

"Hmm, is that right? Cheng'er wouldn't have such a mentality." Jia Zheng smiled and patted Cheng'er on the head, before leaving the palace.

But when Jia Zheng walked to the gate of the palace, Zhang He hurried over from behind. Seeing Jia Zheng who had not boarded the car, he said quickly, "Master Jia, Your Majesty is here to invite you." Laughing happily next to him made Jia Zheng extremely suspicious that it was his little hands and feet.

Followed Zhang He and walked back.On the way, Cheng'er quickly found an excuse to sneak away, and now Jia Zheng really wanted to catch him back and beat him up.After walking with Zhang He for a long time, Jia Zheng found that Zhang He had taken him directly to the imperial study.

At this moment in the imperial study room, several ministers including the sage and the Ministry of Household Rites were negotiating. When Jia Zheng entered, everyone was watching him, wishing he was an invisible person now.What did the saint ask him to come here at this time? !

When the sage saw Jia Zheng coming in, the cold room suddenly warmed up, and even the grown-ups who had experienced training could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.Although he knew that things were going to be tricky, the cold air on Saint's body made people dare not make any changes at all.This one, in a way, is totally incomprehensible.

"Go to the inner room to rest first, and I'll talk to you later." The sage said to Jia Zheng in a gentle tone, and his cold tone also took on a warm color. Jia Zheng folded his hands and entered the inner room stiffly. The sight behind him is so hot that it hurts, not to mention that Zhang Qing is also outside.

Jia Zheng only felt that his back was going to be set on fire by the sight.

"I'm so embarrassed for Jia Zheng, everyone is looking at him!"

"It's like straying into another circle."

"The face is so swollen..."

"I can see what Zhang Qing's expression means."

"The saint has a different purpose."

"Be careful with yourselves."

After Jia Zheng looked at the barrage, he sat down beside the desk silently and practiced calligraphy silently.It has been a long time since Jia Zheng touched his hands. He was in an irritable mood at first, but the more he wrote, the whole person relaxed. After the candle next to him was lit, Jia Zheng also came back to his senses. The saint was standing next to him, and it was his own hands Lighted a nearby candle.

As the light was turned on, the entire palace was gradually lit up, and it became brighter little by little.

"You haven't written for a long time." The sage walked behind Jia Zheng. He was a head taller than Jia Zheng, and he could easily see what Jia Zheng wrote.Jia Zheng said with a smile: "When I was in Yangzhou, I would start writing occasionally." After returning to Beijing, things happened one after another, and I didn't feel that way anymore.

"Today, Zhang Aiqing, Minister of the Ministry of Households, please resign and look forward to returning to his hometown. And there are some changes in the South China Sea, and we can't discuss it until now." The saint called Zhang He over and asked him to prepare meals, and then said that today's imperial study has been discussed until now. reason.

Jia Zheng frowned slightly, "Although there are few people in the South China Sea, it is the territory of the country after all, and we need to send someone to check it out."

"Of course." This matter was rushed over after the next court.The sage called several important ministers over, including Jia Zheng of course, "After Zhang Aiqing resigns, I plan to let you take over." Jia Zheng was stunned for a moment, "Your Majesty, this jump is a little too fast."

The saint couldn't deny it, and pulled Jia Zheng to prepare for dinner.

A saint is not a hypocritical person. Jia Zheng can do better within his ability, so why can't he give him a better position?Although Jia Zheng somewhat understood what the sage meant, but Zhang Qing had already discovered the clue, and there was no guarantee that others would not.

Jia Zheng was thinking silently, when the sage suddenly said: "Zhang Qing knows." Cough cough, Jia Zheng finally swallowed the lie down, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Then it doesn't matter." The saint said calmly, and added another bowl of hot soup for him. "The person who has the best relationship with you in this court is Zhang Qing. You don't care about other people."

Jia Zheng sneered. Indeed, apart from Zhang Qing who had an irresistible relationship with him, the other officials Jia Zheng also maintained normal contacts.There are also the group of people who were around Chen Yuan before the saint.

"Then what are you worried about?" The sage smiled lightly. Jia Zheng was pretending to be stupid while eating, so what are you worried about? Need I say more?Jia Zheng felt a little embarrassed when he came in like that today.But...the sage doesn't mind anymore, how can Jia Zheng mind?

On the third day, the Minister of the Household Department wrote a letter begging for bones.After three requests and three refusals to save him enough face, Zhang Siyuan, Minister of the Household Department, really resigned from office.While some people were staring at the position and ready to move, the sage had already announced that Jia Zheng had taken office.

As expected, it is also reasonable.

One month later, the saints officially set the year name Qingfeng, and this year will be the first year of Qingfeng.

In the second year of Qingfeng, the sage canonized the eldest prince Shuicheng as the crown prince, and made it clear that he would no longer fill the harem. One stone caused a thousand waves, but many documents were rejected, and even the upper memorial would be taken down.Under the strong means of the saint, this matter was gradually suppressed.

In the third year of Qingfeng, the Jia family once again ushered in a happy event. Lin Ruhai finally agreed to the marriage between Bao Dai and Jia Zheng. The reputation of learning gradually spread, so that the reputation of the Jia family actually took a place in the scholarly circle.Although he still hates officialdom, Baoyu's calligraphy and paintings are outstanding and hard to find.

In the fifth year of Qingfeng, Baodai and Baodai got married, and in October of the same year, Tanchun got married.Jia Huan took the final exam and ranked 36th in the Second Class A.

In the seventh year of Qingfeng, Jia's mother was seriously ill, and there was no cure for medicine and stones. She passed away in her sleep, and Jia's mansion was completely unknown.

In the eighth year of Qingfeng, the sage bestowed a marriage, and the prince was overjoyed.

Looking at the red eyes, Jia Zheng rubbed his forehead with one hand, the prince was very happy today, the palace hosted a banquet, Jia Zheng drank a few more glasses when he was happy.Seeing that Jia Zheng seemed to be drunk, Zhang He quickly asked someone to prepare hangover soup for him.

As the moonlight shifted, the couple had already been sent into the bridal chamber, and the guests also began to leave.After Jia Zheng drank the hangover soup, he did it for more than half an hour, and his complexion improved a lot.

[It's already time. ] A voice that hadn't been heard for many years suddenly rang in Jia Zheng's ears, and Jia Zheng didn't look frightened in the slightest. "Are you going to leave?" He asked in his heart.

[You don't need us anymore, congratulations to the host for dropping his complaint value to zero, and the system will complete preparations for departure in 1 minute.When leaving, the system will give the host a gift, please pay attention to check it, goodbye. 】The electronic sound of the system rang again, and it was the last time.

Jia Zheng looked at the light screen in the lower left corner as time passed, turning into spots of light and disappearing from his sight.

For a moment, it seemed that the entire space was silent.

At this moment, Jia Zheng was suddenly pulled up by a strong force. After the saint pulled him up, he took his hand and staggered away from the banquet.Jia Zheng tried to turn his wrist a little bit, but found that the sage exerted all his strength. Although he would not hurt Jia Zheng, he could not break free at all.

Zhang Qing sat at the banquet, raised his head and finished drinking the wine in his hand. Hearing the discussions of the people next to him who hadn't left yet, he had to show a wry smile. The saint sometimes... is really unscrupulous.

Jia Zheng was dragged forward by the sage. He had just experienced the disappearance of his complaints, and now he was shocked by the sudden action of the sage. Jia Zheng, who hadn't completely sobered up before, was now completely awake.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Jia Zheng saw that he was not walking in the direction of the saint's bedroom, and there was no Zhang He and other waiters behind him. He was afraid that the saint was drunk, and when he walked for a while, he would still Can't help but ask.

"No problem." The sage finally stopped in a garden, probably a flower viewing garden in the palace. Although it didn't look crowded, there were still lanterns hanging in a conspicuous place.

When he was embraced by the saint, Jia Zheng recalled in a daze that this was already the No. 15 year they had known each other.

When they met for the first time 15 years ago, Jia Zheng never thought that he would have any contact with that desolate fourth prince.

It's really...unpredictable.

"Cunzhou," the sage didn't look at Jia Zheng, but saw through all of Jia Zheng's thoughts, "There will be many more 15 years." The voice was clear and cold, gurgling like flowing water, flowing into Jia Zheng's heart.

The moonlight was reflected on the ground like water, the silver light was slightly cool, and the breeze was blowing on the face.

The years are quiet, gentle and silent.

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The author has something to say: This short [-] words made me lose all my hair, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

How many extra episodes might there be in the future?Open a new pit qwq after finishing the fanfare, the new pit has a serious shortage of manuscripts, I want to turn on the codeword machine mode (no)