Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

Although Zhenjiang Mansion is a small town, it is prosperous and prosperous due to the convenience of water transportation, and the streets are also bustling. Jia Zheng and Hongxi followed the two scholars with a distance of several feet, and it did not seem very abrupt.

However, the two scholars stopped at the entrance of a teahouse at the end of the street. This teahouse was opened at the end of the busy city.

When Jia Zheng and Hong Xi entered, the two scholars had already sat in the left corner of the lobby, where four square tables were put together, and a group of scholars were sitting around them.

Jia Zheng glanced at the entire lobby, and found an empty table by the window. At this time, a waiter had come forward to greet him. The two sat down at the table, ordered a pot of Longjing tea, and added a few plates of special refreshments.

Their table was only one seat away from the joint table, and there were many people at that table, and the word-for-word transmission reached Jia Zheng and Hong Xi's ears.

This focus all revolves around the imperial envoy.

"Your Imperial Envoy is playing so beautifully with his hands. The poor officials in Jinling are all anxiously sending people to watch the pier, waiting to pick them up. Who would have thought that your Imperial Envoy would go to Jiangdu!" The white-robed scholar fanned his folding fan, A look of approval.

"What brother Wang said is true, but there is one thing that the imperial envoy did not do right. He made such a big fuss in Jiangdu, but when he arrives in Jinling, he may have a hard time!" The scholar in the light blue brocade robe beside him said with emotion.

"I heard that the imperial envoy is only about 20 years old, after all, he is too young." The white-robed scholar also nodded in agreement, with a look of regret.

When Jia Zheng and Hongxi had almost finished drinking a pot of tea, the scholars at the table continued to talk about the affairs of the court with undiminished interest, including the case of Dai Mingshi, but it was a pity that Hongxi was not in the mood to listen to this at all. Things, now his mind is full of the imperial envoys that this group of people are talking about.

Could it be that Huang Mafa sent another person?But at the age of 20, Hongxi filtered a group of young people who were recently appointed and promoted by Kangxi, and none of them echoed the description of this group of people.

what on earth is it?Hongxi raised her eyes to look at Jia Zheng, but saw that Jia Zheng was still listening to what the people at the table were saying with full concentration. Hongxi looked at Jia Zheng's slightly tilted face, and felt stunned, her heart rose. With an indescribable feeling, I suddenly wanted to kiss the eyebrows of the person in front of me.

Forcing himself to suppress all the thoughts that shouldn't be there, Hong Xi's expression became clearer, and he looked at the man in front of him carefully.

When it comes to appearance, the man is as handsome and handsome as Uncle Jiu, and he has never had the slightest reverie, but the man in front of him can only be said to have a correct appearance and beauty has nothing to do with it, but he can't take his eyes off him , and even thought of him as charming, what is it about him that attracts me?

Hong Xi thought about every word and deed of the man in front of him, and suddenly felt that he never knew what this man wanted.

He blocked the knife for himself, and Hongxi's eyes fell on Jia Zheng's waist and abdomen. The imperial doctor said that the wound might leave scars.He never mentioned this matter again, and used it to claim credit or make himself feel grateful.

Hong Xi recalled the conversation between him and his son Jia Zhu, and only then did he realize that he, who is usually silent, could actually guess the emperor's mind so clearly. It was difficult, but he only knew it in his heart and did not take any action.

It is the ultimate goal of every scholar to become an official, a noble, and a marquis. He never believes that anyone who has gained fame and fame in ten years of hard work is all for the common people. In the final analysis, it is still desire.

What about him, what does he want?

If he knew what he wanted, he could match what he wanted. What he feared most was that he couldn't see through what the other party wanted.

Looking at the man in front of him with a complex expression, Hong Xi's eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, he was very clear about what kind of desire he had for him, but he was even more clear that if he opened his mouth, then the man in front of him would , will definitely escape far away.

Thinking of this, the serious look on his face that attracted him so much made his heart ache.

"Go back to the boat." Interrupting the other party's concentration, Hong Xi reached out and took out the silver tael, put it on the table, and stood up.

Jia Zheng came back to his senses and left the teahouse behind Hongxi. The two of them didn't speak during the whole journey. Hongxi was calming down his emotions. Not a single ounce of emotion is revealed.

Jia Zheng, on the other hand, sorted out the scattered information he had just heard in his heart.

After returning to the boat, Hongxi ordered the boat to sail and slowly left the Zhenjiang pier.

"What do you think of that imperial envoy?" Jia Zheng frowned slightly. He always felt that there was something weird about this matter, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

"Don't care about him." Hong Xi's mouth curled up slightly: "In other words, having him as an imperial envoy here saves us a lot of trouble. The more trouble he has in Jiangdu now, the better it is for us to keep secret in Jinling."

"Aren't you afraid that we will get nothing if we let him go too far?" Jia Zheng raised his eyes to see the expression on Hong Xi's face.

"The fox's tail will come out one day." After Hongxi sneered, he wrote a note about folk opinions on Dai Mingshi's case and sent it to Beijing overnight.

At this moment in the capital, the Xinke Scholars were entering the palace with the father-in-law who led the way. Due to the turmoil of the top three in the first class, Jia Zhu clearly felt the eyes of the surroundings on her, and lowered her head. Watching the nose, nose and heart, walking quietly.

Compared with Jia Zhu's silence, the eyes of the other Jinshi were unscrupulous. Some were observing Jia Zhu, while others were more curious about the palace. The eye contact between them is still obvious.

At this moment, footsteps were heard not far away, and all Jinshi's eyes turned to the direction of the sound.

I saw eight little father-in-laws, each two dragging a straw mat with something rolled up, walking towards them, until they walked in, these people were shocked to find that there seemed to be people inside the straw mat.

The two teams faced the past, and some people looked back from time to time. Everyone had doubts in their eyes. They walked forward to the gate of Qianqing Palace, and saw several young eunuchs kneeling on the ground to clean up the blood on the huge corridor. , standing next to a few Kong Wu's powerful guards, holding a wooden staff as thick as a calf in their hands, and dark red blood stains remained on it.

The leading father-in-law stopped, and at this time the newly appointed Grand Scholar Song Zhu was standing at the gate of Qianqing Palace.

The eyes of the Jinshi all fell on this great scholar. The new champion Wang Shishen is the student of this Song Zhu great scholar, so he bowed to Song Zhu and asked in a low voice: "What instructions do you have, teacher?"

The people who had just been swept away by the grass and the blood stains in front of the hall made everyone's hearts rise to their throats. At this moment, everyone's ears pricked up when they heard Wang Shishen's words.

"After entering, be careful with your words and deeds. Those four just now are slaves who dared to peep at the test papers and deliver the news. The emperor just ordered someone to cheat." Song Zhu said expressionlessly, but his eyes still stayed slightly beside Wang Shishen. Jia Zhu's body.

Peep test papers, deliver messages?

Everyone understood in their hearts, and there was something else in their eyes looking at Jia Zhu.

Jia Zhu's heart also tightened, and he couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly. The words "slave" and "stick cheat" made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but hear what Jia Zheng had said to him.

From that day on, he already knew what a monarch and his ministers are, but he knew in his heart that the person sitting on the Golden Luan Hall was a high-ranking emperor with the power of life and death, and the feeling of seeing four people being beaten to death with his own eyes was completely different.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, he couldn't imagine what would happen to him if the emperor believed the words of the censor.

After entering Qianqing Palace, no one dared to be distracted and think about other things. They all restrained their minds. They could directly enter the Imperial Academy to study if they won the first grade, while the second and third grades had to take another exam to select the best scholars to enter the Imperial Academy. Learning, so Jia Zhu and the others left Qianqing Palace first, leaving only the second and third class.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This time, it was Song Zhu, the Grand Scholar, who took them to the Imperial Academy this time.

Song Zhu walked in the front, thinking about what Kangxi had said to him before, he had read all the test papers of this batch of selected first-class ones, and almost all of them were calm, the emperor valued them especially, and the Hanlin Academy just With regard to Dai Mingshi's incident, the emperor specifically explained that this group of Jinshi must not go astray in order to assign them well.

Song Zhu sighed in his heart, he just saw the expressions on these people's faces, not to mention that this group of new scholars were afraid, why didn't he?And the emperor's purpose is precisely here, otherwise he wouldn't have mobilized the crowd to abuse those eunuchs in front of the Qianqing Palace.

Unconsciously, he looked at Jia Zhu a few more times. This person is so favored by the emperor. I am afraid that the future is limitless. However, it is really difficult to hand him over to whom. The deposed former No. [-] Liu Tianbing Jia Zhu's talent is indeed higher than that of Jia Zhu, and he is quite well-known among scholars in the Imperial Academy. Jia Zhu probably made a lot of enemies this time.

In the end, Wang Jie, a university scholar who had a good personal relationship with Li Shouzhong, became Jia Zhu's teacher. In the evening, Li Shouzhong took Jia Zhu to Wang Jie's house to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, and then Jia Zhu returned to Jia's mansion.

Rongguo Mansion also held a family banquet to celebrate Jia Zhu. At this time, Jia Zhen and others also came to toast with smiles on their faces. Jia Mu was still a little annoyed at his evasive attitude towards Jia Zhu before, and her face was indifferent to Jia Zhen. Jia Zhen regretted it in her heart, and she only had a smile on her face. Jia Zhen's wife, You Shi, quickly picked up what Jia's mother liked to hear, and asked if Xichun was well-behaved, which brought the topic to the children. As soon as my eyes fell on the lovely faces of the grandsons and granddaughters next to me, most of my anger disappeared.

After the family banquet, Jia Zhen and his wife returned to Ningguo Mansion, and Mrs. Jia Shexing also returned to her yard. Only Mrs. Wang and Jia Zhu were left in front of her. Then Jia Mu said to Jia Zhu: "What is there in the Imperial Academy?" If you need to take care of it, just ask, and don't wrong yourself."

Jia Zhu agreed, and then returned to her room. At this time, Li Wan was seven months pregnant and had not attended the family banquet. At this time, she was embroidering a baby's bellyband on the kang.

"Let the maids do these things, you should rest more." Jia Zhu sat on the kang, gently hugging Li Wan.

"They're sloppy with stitches. It's something close to the body, so I can do it myself." Li Wan said with a smile, "Besides, I only do a little a day, so I won't get tired. But you, now that you're in the Imperial Academy, I'm afraid I'm even more tired than before I got fame." Li Wan said this, seeing Jia Zhu's not ruddy face, and feeling worried.

Seeing his wife's concern and worry for him, Jia Zhu held Li Wan's hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

And in the bottom of his heart, the scene he saw today quietly took root in his heart, making him confused about the future he had always insisted on.

His high school ranking honored his ancestors, and he rose step by step. This is everyone's expectation of him, and it is also what he insisted on before.

But now, he felt that being able to hold his wife's hand all the time, watching their child be born and grow up day by day, seemed to move his heart more than any high-ranking official with a generous salary.