Jia Amnesty didn't know what Jia Zheng thought of him.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Because, under the teaching of his mother Shi Shi, he didn't like Jia Zheng either.

——Aren’t you just born a few years earlier than me?What are you so proud of!

Feng shui turns around, and it will come to my house this year.

This statement is sincere and does not deceive others!

Didn't Jia Zheng in his previous life think the same way?

The only difference between the two brothers is that Jia She is smarter than Jia Zheng.Although, Jia Amnesty also doesn't like reading.

Jia Amnesty's ingenuity was almost all favored by the gods on gold and stone antiques, especially ancient fans.

He is only a big man, and he usually sits dishonestly when eating, staring at the antiques on the antique rack, but he can not move for a long time.

Shi Shi can be regarded as pinching the veins of his youngest son, so he used this to seduce him.

"As long as you study hard, there are still many in the mother's warehouse."

Jia Amnesty was not stupid, so he immediately asked, "Give it all to me?"

Shi Shi was amused by him, pinched his face and said: "Mother's requirements are not high, as long as you can pass the exam and come back, you can choose what is in my warehouse."

These antiques are like carrots hanging in front of a donkey's eyes, which give Jia Shen full of motivation when he is studying.

In addition, Jia Daishan didn't have high demands on him. Although he couldn't even compare with Jia Jing from Dongfu, he still got praises from time to time.

This made Jia Zheng feel very unfair.

From Jia Zheng's point of view, with his gem in front of him, Jia Amnesty was so dull, he should learn a lesson.

But these thoughts, he only dared to keep them in his heart, and dared not speak them out.

Later, when the book reached the second round, the person Jia Zheng was most dissatisfied with changed from Jia Amnesty to Mr. Cheng.

He felt that Mr. Cheng could no longer teach him, so he deliberately made things difficult for him.

Otherwise, if he learned well in the past, why did he learn wrong later?

Recalling from it, the road is hindered and long.Traveling backwards from it, just in the middle of the water.

This is obviously a gentleman pursuing a lady, so how could it become a king seeking talents?

No wonder he is only a scholar at such an old age. It is no wonder that he can win the exam by misinterpreting the words of the sage in such a way.

He was going to mention it to the old lady and ask the old lady to change him to a husband.

Who knows, Mr. Cheng is also thinking about how to quit this job.

Mr. Cheng felt ashamed.

He didn't know Jia Zheng's background, he just felt that he was not capable enough, so he taught a good child prodigy to become Zhong Yong.

Thinking about the 200 taels of silver that the Rongguo Mansion gave him every year, and thinking about the ardent exhortations given to him by the elder son Jia Daishan, Mr. Cheng was restless and deeply ashamed.

If it wasn't for the past two years of bindings, which were all used for his son's study, he even wanted to return the bindings.

——Although he is a poor scholar, he has never spent bad money in his life.Now, it's really embarrassing.

This opportunity is coming soon.

The old man Jia Yuan is gone.

Just after Jia Jing came back from Jinling, because Jia Jing was selected as a scholar, the Ningguo Mansion hosted a banquet for relatives and friends.Seeing that the younger generation was promising, the old man drank a few more glasses of wine at the banquet, and when he came back, he was caught by the wind again, and he became hot that night.

Jia Daishan didn't dare to neglect, and invited the imperial doctor to visit the door overnight.

But when Jia Yuan was young, he was injured too much on the battlefield, and his energy was already damaged. After the imperial doctor saw it, he shook his head secretly and confessed: "Prepare everything that should be prepared, give the old man a rush, maybe it will be fine." gone."

This is what it means to be incurable.

Mrs. Sun passed away at that time, so panicked that Jia Daishan hugged his old lady, put her on the couch, the imperial doctor stepped forward, pinched her again, and gave her an needle again, finally he let the breath go.

But the old man was overly sad, and the imperial doctor told him to have a good life and support, and not to be too sad or angry.

In such a situation, the imperial doctor did not dare to wake her up again, for fear that she would not be able to bear it any longer.

Jia Daishan and Shi Shi nodded repeatedly, both husband and wife looked sad.

But Jia Daishan was really sad, but Shi was trying to hold back his laughter.

——Old godly woman, do you still have today?

Turning his head to see Jia Zheng, Shi said, "Where is Zheng'er? The old lady loves him the most, so it's time for him to comfort him."

When Jia Daishan heard this, he immediately felt dissatisfied with Jia Zheng, and asked in a bad tone, "Where is Zheng'er?"

A group of servants looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end it was the eldest maid beside Sun who said: "Brother has already fallen asleep."

Jia Daishan froze for a moment, his expression softened, "That's all. I'll just ask my two elder brothers to take leave tomorrow, and let them all come to serve the old man."

"Yes, my concubine will send someone to Mr. Cheng's house tomorrow morning."

Even if there are two grandsons who are sick, it can't change Jia Yuan's fate.He has not recovered from his illness, and he passed away in less than half a month.

Sun was distraught and fainted several times, and Jia Daishan, who was so anxious to arrange his father's funeral, burst into tears.

He wanted Jia Zheng to help comfort the old lady, but Jia Zheng was clumsy and could only repeat one sentence over and over again:

"My condolences to the old lady."

Who wouldn't say such nonsense?

The key is useful?

For the first time, Jia Daishan doubted: With such a tongue, no matter how good a study is, will he be able to get into the officialdom in the future?

He himself was considered dull in officialdom, but looking at Jia Zheng now, he seemed to be even duller than him.

But now that Jia Daishan was in a state of desperation, such thoughts were forgotten in a flash.

After seeing Jia Zheng, Shi was deflated, and suggested to Jia Daishan: "Why don't you let Xier try?"

It's not that Shi's conscience suddenly found out, but that the old man Jia Yuan was very ill, and he left in a hurry, and the private house he left behind had not had time to pay.

And obviously, the old lady, Mrs. Sun, has the most right to speak about this batch of properties.

Sun has always favored Jia Zheng, if she didn't take the opportunity to let Xie'er sell it to show her face, then all these things would have to fall into Jia Zheng's hands.

Jia Daishan agreed without thinking too much.

The husband and wife still had to attend to the old man's funeral, so they couldn't take care of Mrs. Sun at all.Since Jia Zheng can't do it, let Jia Amnesty try it, it won't make it worse.

And Jia Amnesty really deserved to be born with a mouth that was wiped with honey. After staying at Sun's place for a long time, he coaxed the old man into willing to drink some soup.

Jia Daishan heaved a sigh of relief, and the tears came rushing down.

——He just passed away his father, and if his mother has another mishap, no one can bear it.

Seeing her son frightened like this, Mrs. Sun was also taken aback, and quickly regained her energy, trying to eat and take medicine.

Because of Jia Yuan's outstanding meritorious service, and the Sun family is also the saint's nanny, and Jia Yuan's death, the saint naturally also expressed.

Mr. asked the Ministry of Rites to draw up several posthumous titles. After reading them, the sage circled the word "loyalty and courage" with a vermilion pen.

Although these two words are not comparable to the highest praises such as "Wu Mu" and "Wu An", they are still excellent.

Jia Daishan endured his grief and thanked him for his kindness, and thanked the saint for the funeral money, so he devoted himself to making arrangements for his father's funeral.

Because the Jia family's ancestral home was in Jinling, after a hundred days of filial piety, Jia Daishan wrote a booklet and asked the saints to allow him to help the spirit return to his hometown and bury his father's body.

The timing was very coincidental, Yuan Quan, the saint's confidant, had gradually taken control of the situation in Wucheng Bingmasi, and Jia Daishan was no longer needed to stand in front of him.

Therefore, after a symbolic retention, the sage agreed to Jia Daishan's request to return home.

However, in order to express his love for Rongguo Mansion, the sage made an exception and let Jia Daishan become a nobleman before he was filial piety.

What's more, Yuan Jue inherited it and didn't surrender at all.

Seeing that there was no change in such a major event, Jia Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the reason why Aunt Lu had a miscarriage was her own fate.

What's more, he subconsciously began to deceive himself, thinking that he had made a mistake in his memory, and that Aunt Lu had no children at all in her previous life.

Then, he felt at ease again.

Jia Daishan wanted to send his deceased father's coffin back to his hometown, and the old lady Sun also clamored to send her husband off for the last time.It made Jia Daishan kneel in front of her bed, crying and begging, and persuaded her to give up this idea.

——The old lady is already old, and her vitality was hurt by the old lady's incident.

But the old lady was very stubborn, and firmly believed that her body could bear it, and reprimanded Jia Daishan: "Your husband and I are young couples and old companions, and now he is cruel to leave me, how can I not send him a ride? If you are really filial, don't stop me!"

Jia Daishan said anxiously: "Old lady, what are you talking about? Even if the old lady is alive in heaven, I don't want to see you running back and forth."

Shi Shi also knelt aside and persuaded: "Yes, old lady, the old lady is still thinking about you when he is dying, let me and the old lady honor you well."

Mrs. Sun was anxious and angry, and said indiscriminately: "I think you just can't see me!"

Jia Daishan kowtowed again and again, "Mother, mother, why do you want to punish your son? How can your son bear this?"

Sun sneered: "I'm just telling you, you can't bear it. My husband passed away, but I can't even see him off for the last time. How can you tell me to bear it?"

"This... son doesn't dare, son doesn't dare."

Seeing that she had won by [-]%, Sun took the opportunity to ask: "I want to go back to Jinling together, do you agree?"

Jia Daishan lowered his head and kept silent.

Sun was so angry that the crutch hit him, "Tell me, do you agree?"

Jia Daishan didn't hide and let her hit him, but he didn't let go.

But where did the Sun family really have to do it?That's my own son.

With a "snap", Mrs. Sun dropped her crutches to the ground, clutched her chest and sat down on the couch, "You are trying to piss me off!"

Jia Daishan was confused, so he quickly winked at the two brothers Jia Zheng and Jia She, and asked them to coax the old grandmother.

Jia Zheng didn't speak clumsily, seeing the situation, he didn't dare to move forward at all.

But Jia Amnesty was a foolish and bold person, and when his father told him to go, he obediently moved forward.

Seeing this, Jia Zheng was very jealous, and suddenly evil thoughts arose, he stretched his right foot forward, and stumbled on the road that Jia Amnesty must pass.

Jia Amnesty was completely unprepared, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Wow--"

Jia Amnesty cried out in pain, and looked at Jia Zheng with aggrieved and fearful eyes.

Knowing the son is not like the mother, Shi hurriedly stepped forward to help her son up, followed Jia Amnesty's gaze, and guessed what it was.

Immediately, her eyes on Jia Zheng were as cold as ice.

Jia Zheng shuddered, and suddenly understood: the youngest son is always the one mother loves the most.But now, the mother's youngest son is Jia She.

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