After the Rebirth of the Red Chamber

Boarding the big ship to Jinling, Jia Jing was temporarily away from the disputes in the capital.

But the dispute will never stop, it will only intensify after more and more accumulation and fermentation.

Since the filial piety had passed and the two of them were on their way again, they couldn't wear mourning clothes, they just changed into light-colored clothes, without any embroidery.

From the capital city to Jinling, all the way to the south, the board of the Ningguo Mansion was hung on the boat, and no matter whether it was the Cao Gang or the water bandits, they dared not provoke Ning Guogong who was in the limelight.

Therefore, the two traveled peacefully and arrived in Jinling smoothly.

Of course, for Jia She, it would be even better if brother Jing didn't come to check his homework every day.

The Twelve-Fang Clan in Jinling had already received the news, and they sent people every day to wait at the restaurants and tea stalls by the river.

As long as they saw the sign of Ningguo Mansion, people would go back to report, let the young and strong of the clan come to carry the coffin, and let the female relatives prepare to cry.

And the relatives of the Zhen family and the Xue family, the local wealthy families, also sent people to watch, so that they could meet Jia Jing, the freshly baked Duke of Ning, as soon as possible.

Since Zhang Gui is now the chief housekeeper, it is Jiao Da who followed Jia Jing back to the south this time.

And Jia Amnesty was accompanied by a clever young man named Lin Zhixiao, who was usually called Xiaoer by Jia Daishan.

That night, Jiao Da brought supper to the two masters, and persuaded them: "You two masters should rest earlier, we will arrive at Jinling tomorrow, and the clansmen are watching. If you lose your etiquette, you will not Beautiful."

If the person who came was Jia She, an innocent young master, Jiao Da's words would be good words of persuasion.

But the problem is that Jia Jing has been an official in the court for many years, so what he said is too exaggerated.

Jia Jing is aware of his arrogance due to merit, although he doesn't like him, but he also values ​​his talent, if there is something to do, let him do it, and he won't be too fussy with him in words.

But Jia Amnesty is different.

First of all, he was already young and vigorous, how could he listen to the preaching of a servant?

Secondly, he respects his big brother Jing the most, how can he let an old servant take the big brother in front of Jia Jing?

He frowned, and was about to speak out, but Jia Jing grabbed his hand under the table.

Jia Amnesty turned his head suspiciously, but Jia Jing shook his head slightly at him.

This is the meaning of not letting him make a fuss.

Although Jia Amnesty was aggrieved, he had listened to Jia Jing's words, so he shut his mouth and did not speak.

"We're going to take a break now," Jia Jing said on Jiaojiao, "You and Xiao'er should also go to bed earlier, you'll be busy tomorrow."

After Jiao fetched water, Xiao'er stepped forward to help the two masters wash and undress, and the two brothers slept on the same couch.

Then, Jia Jing, on the grounds of being considerate of Jiao Da's hard work, ordered Xiao'er to stay on duty at night, and let Jiao Da go to rest by himself.

When Jiao Da went out, Jia Amnesty couldn't help but said: "This old slave is so rude!"

"Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Jia Jing patted his hand reassuringly, "He also blocked the sword for his ancestors, and he did things fairly. Neither of us has ever been to Jinling. You have to rely on him again."

Jia She let out a snort and said, "Our family has taken in too many wounded soldiers, and he is not the only one who defended his father and grandfather from the knife? Many people have lost their lives because of it. Why haven't we seen anyone like him? Don't take the master seriously?"

Jia Jing smiled and said: "Okay, as long as I'm around, he won't dare to dig out the flowers. When I'm gone, Zhen'er's own confidants will grow up too, so there's really no need to pay too much attention to him. He has done meritorious service and done things, so reward him."

Jia She said with a snort, "My brother's heart is too broad."

Seeing his puffy cheeks, Jia Jing was even more amused, and said softly: "It's not a matter of being broad-minded or not, but the way of employing people. Since you feel that Jiao Da is so annoying to you today, if you enter the court in the future , you should know how to be cautious in your words and deeds. Otherwise, the saint will also hate you."

These are good words of gold and jade, Jia Amnesty listened to them seriously, nodded his head and said, "I have written it down."

Jia Jing touched the top of his head and said in a low voice: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

On a small couch separated by a screen, Lin Zhixiao listened to the movements of the two masters with his ears open, and secretly warned himself: in the future, he must never learn from Jiao Da, otherwise, he will never be able to be reused by his master in his life.

At noon on the second day, the group finally landed in Jinling.

When the clansmen staying at the wharf in Jinling saw the sign on the boat, they split into two groups, flying horses back to report, and boarding the boat to meet Brother Jia Jing.

Jia Jing ordered Xiao'er to bring in the visiting clansmen, the two sides exchanged names and narrated their seniority, but they turned out to be clan brothers of the same generation.

The leader of the clan was Jia Chi, the eldest son of Jia Daiyan, the grand master of Jinling, who was seven or eight years older than Jia Jing.

The old man sent him here, which is enough to show the importance he attaches to Jia Jing.

After exchanging greetings for a while, Jia Jing put down the teacup and said to Jia Chi: "Brother Chi wait a moment, after my two brothers change into mourning clothes, I will go back with my brother."

Jia Chi hurriedly said: "You two brothers, please go ahead."

Jia Jing nodded slightly, and led Jia She to change into mourning clothes.

After the two left, one person said: "This Uncle Jing looks very gentle, how does he look like a killing god on the battlefield?"

"Shut up!" Jia Chi turned his head and gave the young man a hard look, "If you dare to lose your manners in front of Duke Ning and Duke Rong, you don't need me to say anything, your grandfather will break your leg." !"

This young man was originally Jia Chi's eldest son Jia Zhang, who was usually loved by Jia Daiyan the most.

Hearing what he said harshly, the young man shrank his neck, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore.

Not long after, Jia Jing and Jia Amnesty came out, wearing mourning clothes and filial cloth.

Jia Jing is the eldest son of Jia Daihua, and Jia She is the great-grandson of the Sun family. Both of them hold Qi Shengzhang in their hands, and their eyes are red.

When Jia Chi saw this, his face was full of mourning immediately: "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Respect brother, pardon brother, and please mourn."

Jia Jing bowed his hands to him, and the clansmen who followed Jia Chi stepped forward, supporting the two brothers from left to right, and the group got off the boat with sad faces.

At this moment, the clansman who reported the letter also came with the young and strong members of the clan.Everyone boarded the boat and carried down the coffins of Jia Daihua and Sun.

Jia Chi led the way in the front, Jia Jing and Jia She held the coffin in the middle, guarded by clansmen on the left and right, and the group walked to Jia's old house in a mighty manner.

On the way, there were quite a few people watching, and some of them who were knowledgeable and easy to show off revealed that this was the fact that Duke Ning sent the old Duke's body back to his hometown for burial.

Pedestrians on the left and right began to discuss, some asked who was in the other coffin; some talked about Jia Jing's deeds on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang;

Noisy and noisy, but because the Jia family is thriving now, although it is inevitable that there will be some bad words, most of them will say good things.

The mourning hall in the old house had already been set up, and as soon as the coffin was carried in, the female relatives who had been waiting here covered their faces with veils and began to cry.

In addition, Jia Daiyan hired a group of monks and Taoist priests out of his own pocket in order to please the Ningrong Second House, saying that he wanted to do a water and land dojo for Sun and Jia Daihua on July 49, so that they could continue to be rich in the next life, and then Buried in peace.

Jia Jing himself didn't care, but he was afraid that Jia Amnesty's body would not be able to bear it.

You know, this is a deed for the ancestors, and the two of them, as filial sons and grandsons, have to follow and kneel all the time.

But when Jia Amnesty heard that he wanted to save his grandmother, he agreed without saying a word, and Jia Jing had no choice but to agree.

When it was getting dark, the female relatives came out of the mourning hall and went back to their respective homes, and the men kept vigil instead.

At the turn of day and night, the ceremony of the number of sevens and sevens officially began.

The Taoist priests started first.

Jia Jing and Jia She were kneeling in front of the coffin, and a group of Taoist priests sat outside the door according to a certain formation and read the Taoist scriptures all night.

At dawn, another day and night, the Taoist priests withdrew and replaced by a group of monks.

In this way, Jia Jing and Jia Jing seldom rested for 49 days in a row. After the whole ceremony, both of them became skinny.

After the ancestors were buried, the two were completely relieved. They went back to recuperate, and had a good sleep. Jia Jing began to keep his filial piety behind closed doors, and urged Jia She to study by the way.

Jia Amnesty didn't know that he was going to accompany Jia Jing to observe his filial piety in Jinling, but when he found out suddenly, he was happy and sad.

Of course, I am happy that I don't have to go back to the capital for the time being, but I am worried that I have to study hard every day.

When it was time for the second-year Tongsheng Examination, Jia Jing directly signed up for him, secured the insurance, and stuffed him into the exam dormitory.

Although Jia Amnesty was not very confident in his knowledge, he did not want to disappoint Jia Jing too much, so he tried his best to finish all the papers.

The result was expected by Jia Jing, but unexpected by Jia Amnesty.

Jia amnesty hit.

Although the ranking is only in the middle, but he is indeed in Tongsheng.

This greatly boosted Jia Amnesty's confidence, and then he took part in the government examination and was selected as a scholar.

Although, this time the ranking is even higher, only two places higher than Sun Shan, but if you win, you win.

Jia Amnesty was ecstatic about this, while Jia Jing remained calm.

——Nonsense, with him, a top-ranked Jinshi, personally guiding the raid, is it difficult to be a scholar?