Jia She, the local tyrant of the Red Chamber

Finally, Jia Amnesty still did not see the sunrise, fell asleep in the car, and woke up at the posthouse.

He opened his eyes and looked at the window, it seemed to be very bright. Because he put on his clothes and went out, he saw Jiang Wu practicing boxing in the courtyard, and shouted: "Jiang Haozhi, what time is it?" middle hunger.

Jiang Wu retracted his fist and looked at him with a smile, "The time has passed."

Jia She complained, "Don't call me for lunch."

Jiang Wu hummed: "Grandpa Jia has the lion seal with the head turned from the emperor, who dares to stop you from sleeping late."

Jia Amnesty was speechless, so he had to go back to the house to tidy up and find something to eat by himself.

Fang went out of the room again, and suddenly heard a cheer: "Father~~~"

Jia Cong bumped over like a pony.

Jia She said "Oops" and didn't let go when he picked it up, "My dear son, I miss your father to death." Then he kissed his son's face a few more times, "Good son, do you miss your father?"

Jia Cong said loudly: "I want to! I can think about it!"

Jia Amnesty rubbed against him again, and Fang asked, "How did you get here?"

Jia Congsui told him cleverly that he and his elder brother Mo were studying in the old mansion in Jinling obediently. In the morning, Uncle Qi sent someone to pick them up, only then did he know that his father had arrived.He complained again: "Cong'er came at noon, and father is still sleeping."

Jia She hurriedly explained: "Your father was working the night shift last night. Daddy is hungry. Wouldn't Cong'er take him out to eat something delicious?"

Jia Cong nodded again and again: "Okay! I'll take dad out to eat delicious food!" Then he said, "Brother Mo asked Uncle Qi to call, should you take him with you?"

Jia Amnesty thought for a while: "Let's go and have a look, if they are busy, don't bother them."

The two of them then sneaked to Qi Zhou's place. Seeing Qi Zhou talking with Mo Yu, they knew that Jia Cong had to take him to lunch today.

Jia Cong had been in Jinling for some time, and he also knew a few delicious places, so he happily jumped into the carriage, and ordered, "Go to the Confucius Temple!" Turning around, he said proudly to his father, "There's Laoya Vermicelli Soup over there." That's great."

In his previous life, Jia Amnesty had eaten Nanjing's old duck vermicelli soup, but he had never eaten it hundreds of years ago.Then he nodded and said, "Listen to Cong'er."

Along the way, Jia Cong dragged his father along, chirping, quacking, chattering, what he ate and watched these days, not what he learned.Jia Amnesty didn't ask any questions, anyway, this kid didn't expect him to read anything, he just passed the exam to be a scholar and then sent to the Imperial College for gold plating, that's all.

Not long after, when the Jinling Confucius Temple arrived, Jia Cong stretched out his little head to direct the carriage, and then he saw a small shop.Jia Cong jumped down first, then turned around and shouted, "This is the place! Father, come down quickly."

Jia Amnesty also jumped out of the car and smelled it: "Yes, it smells good."

"Smells good?" Jia Cong pulled him and jumped inside, "Boss, boss, I'm here again."

The owner of the store is a short man in his forties, with a round face that is very happy. When he saw Jia Cong, he smiled and said, "Master Jia is here again. Please come inside."

"I brought my dad here!" Jia Cong puffed out his chest like a grown-up, "How about it, let's bring my dad to eat!"

Jia She hurriedly smiled at the boss: "That's right, my son brought me here."

The boss looked at Jia Cong, who was only seven or eight years old, with a look of "I call the shots" very interesting, and hurriedly let the two of them sit at a square table.Looking at Jia Amnesty again, he is just like his son, although he is dressed richly, he has no intention of looking down on their simple tables and stools, and only asks his son what is delicious.

Jia Cong listened to him with the same count with his fingers, and suggested to him, "Eat a portion first. Their vermicelli soup is delicious. I usually eat half a portion and I'm full. I'll eat it next time, daddy." Don't be greedy."

Jia She nodded repeatedly: "Listen to my son! My son is the best!"

Jia Cong's little tail went up to the sky again.

The boss knew where this Young Master Jia's temper came from, and couldn't help being a little envious.He hurriedly went to the kitchen to make a bowl of vermicelli soup and brought it up, and even gave Jia Cong a small bowl of it, which made Jia Cong a little embarrassed.

The two of them ate while listening to Jia Cong's talk, and they finished eating in a short time.Jia Cong patted his stomach with a full belch, and muttered, "I knew I would eat less lunch."

Jia Amnesty smiled and said, "Greedy baby, you know how to hold on?" Because he stood up and agreed, he looked at Jia Cong.Jia Cong hurriedly thanked the boss for the small bowl of vermicelli soup, and the two went out hand in hand.

Back at the post house, Qi Zhou and Mo Yu finished their game of chess, Jia Cong obediently went out with Mo Yu, Jia Shefang told what happened last night.Naturally, there is a lot of small talk and less emphasis.He only said that he was convinced by Li San, and he was willing to pretend that he had never met Mr. Qi.Then he and Li San made up false accounts without end.Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Jiang Wu walked over, but Qi Zhou didn't believe it at all.Fortunately, Qi Zhou never liked to point him out, so he could roughly guess what he was doing, as Qi's father had already escaped.

Jiang Wu sighed: "But I can't look back at them."

Jia She said with a smile: "One thing more is worse than one thing less. Anyway, they have enough money. There are rich people everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are not many more."

Jiang Wu was still somewhat resentful, but he was really short of manpower at the moment, so there was nothing he could do.He was afraid of bringing Qi's father out, so he had to give up for the time being.

It was three o'clock in the night, Xu Mei, the prefect of Jiangsu, lit a fire in the water pavilion in the garden of the mansion, and the flames shot up to the sky.

The next day, Qi Zhou, the imperial envoy, found a roll of account books in the interlayer of Mr. Xu's bookcase, and Mr. Xu did not reveal the secret booklet.

Outside the stone city, two immortal priests smiled and sent a medicine merchant from the southwest back to his hometown.

Jia Amnesty has nothing serious to do, and when Qi Zhou and the others are busy, he takes his son-in-law and his son-in-law for a walk on the street.

Mo Yu was looking forward to this day and was very happy.Because Jia She was putting on airs of an elder, he talked to him about social structure and productivity, which made Mo Yu look only in admiration.These are known to everyone hundreds of years later, but who told this time to be hundreds of years ago?

Suddenly there were two boys arguing on the side of the road, and it turned out that one of them had intercepted the other's guest.Jia Amnesty said, good case.I asked them with a smile, if you were the magistrate of Jiangsu, what would happen now.

Jia Cong jumped up first: "Swear at the one who intercepted other people's guests."

Jia Amnesty turned to Mo Yu and asked.

Mo Yu asked first: "Didn't the prefect just die?"

Jia She blinked: "Don't care about him, if you are the magistrate, how would you treat him?"

Mo Yu thought for a while: "I don't know if it's true what they said, and I don't know if there is a hidden secret. You can ask one or two first."

Jia She shook his head and said, "Neither of them broke the law, so you should just do nothing."

Mo Yu hurriedly said, "It's always about right and wrong."

"Small right and wrong are not up to the lord." Jia She said with a smile, "The guy who was intercepted this time has been intercepted as a guest, and he will definitely intercept him next time. If he can't intercept each time, his employer will naturally change. He went to wash the dishes and serve the dishes, and let other people come to attract customers. If one of their store clerks can't catch the guy next door, they have to move the store. If it's not against the law to intercept the customer next door, the official can't control it."

Jia Cong interjected, "I don't like the one who picks up customers, so I won't go to his house to eat."

Jia She said with a smile: "That's fine. But you are only one person, and since people can intercept customers, I think there are not many people like you. Even if his food is not delicious, it doesn't matter. There are so many people in the world, or It’s unknown if they only do one-shot business and can attract many different customers to make enough money for the store.”

Jia Cong felt sleepy when he heard this, but Mo Yu understood a lot.

He suddenly asked: "Uncle Shi, do you dare to ask, is the prefect Xu really dead?"

Jia She sighed, "Since you want to know, I'll tell you when I go back."

Jia Cong also leaned forward with bright eyes: "I want to know too."

Jia She smiled and asked him, "Do you think he's dead?"

Jia Cong said bluntly, "No."

"Why not?"

"Father is always jealous of people who have just died. Since dad asked if we were the magistrate, he must not have died." Jia Cong tugged at his dad's arm and shook it.

Jia She nodded, "He's really not dead. It's just because he didn't pretend to be dead that he has to die unjustly."

Mo Yu hurriedly asked, "Didn't he have an account book?"

Jia She said with a smile, "Aren't there people who wronged him?"

Mo Yu was taken aback.

"Many ledgers allege that he was a big greedy man, and he committed suicide and left one ledger. If you were a Shangguan, which one would you trust more? Your Uncle Qi's ledger is enough for two boxes. "

Mo Yu was a little confused: "Is he greedy or not?"

Jia She shook his head: "Who knows. Anyway, if the saint believes in him, he will not be greedy. If he is not greedy, others will be greedy, otherwise the accounts will not be balanced. But he is dead, and the official position has been given up. The saint is naturally willing to let him go. If you don’t be greedy and others are greedy, you will leave two positions for your own people. You also know what Jiangnan looks like.”

Mo Yu said nothing after hearing this.

Naturally, Qi Zhou avenged his personal revenge, and blamed the Leshan County King on his head, and also selected three low-ranking officials for commutation, including Zhang Chao.Originally wanted to return to Beijing earlier, but Jia Cong refused. His father has been in Suzhou and did not accompany him.He had no choice but to stay for a few more days, and asked Jia She to accompany him all over the street.A few days later, Jia Cong accepted it as soon as he saw it, and the group finally boarded the boat and left.

It was almost winter when they returned to Beijing.Jia Amnesty stood on the bow of the boat and looked up at the sky. A group of geese passed by and disappeared in an instant.He suddenly misses those things that he will never see again in this life: Weibo, movies, and even his most hated ESD.

The master and the third master Cong returned to the mansion, and the Rongguo mansion was bustling.Jia Amnesty and Jia Cong greeted Jia's mother first, and then sent people to each courtyard to deliver gifts.Because Daiyu was originally from Gusu, she brought the most earthen rituals to Daiyu, which made Daiyu's eyes red again.The person who sent it persuaded: "The master said, if the girl misses her hometown, she can take the girl to naughty children sometime in the next year or two!" After hearing the report, Jia Amnesty remembered that it was so easy to go to the south of the Yangtze River. I forgot to go to Yangzhou to meet the old Mr. Shen Tong, the head of Ganquan Academy, who has the right to vote on Daiyu's marriage.

Jia Cong got a small task, and he took his sister to report back Mo Ge's words and deeds in detail, and straightened his chest and said that he could take care of Mo Ge.Yingchun seemed to meet her younger father, she covered her mouth with a veil and laughed.

Jia Lian heard that his father was back and hurriedly slipped back from the yamen.Hurrying to Jia She's study, I heard a babbling voice inside, no need to ask, isn't it his precious girl?

Someone nearby opened the curtain, and Jia Lian took a look—Xiao Zizi was indeed sitting on her grandfather's table, with Jia Amnesty's cloak on her head.Can't help complaining: "Father, you let her sit on the table again."

Jia She said with a snort, "Is she taller? It's just right to sit on the table."

Xiao Ye Zi said: "Daddy, I'm telling my grandfather that my younger brother is not good now, he kicks mom in the belly every day."

Jia Sheyin asked: "My grandson is coming out in a few months. Have you taken care of your daughter-in-law? How is your grandson?"

Jia Lian said with a smile: "Now the whole family regards her as a phoenix, you can ask, who dares to provoke Lian's second grandma." He couldn't help laughing again, "A few days ago, I asked the imperial doctor to take a pulse. She is really a son. .Dad's hexagram is not wrong."

Jia Amnesty was overjoyed, Mr. Cao was indeed reliable: "That's not true, when will your father miss it." Fang wanted to give some advice, but also thought that the doctor he knew had already told him, so he stopped talking.

Jia Lian originally thought that his father would have to chatter for a while, but after waiting for a long time to see that he only asked Xiao Yezi for questions, he felt rather sour.After spending another half a cup of tea by the side, I couldn't help but said to my daughter: "Little Yezi, let's go and see how your brother is doing."

Xiao Ye Zi snorted, "Father wants to discuss matters with grandpa, and he can't stop telling me." Saying "plop", she jumped off the table.

Jia She was so frightened that he was shocked: "Oh, my little ancestor! Do your feet hurt!" He hugged him again.

Jia Lian's teeth were sore: "You can let her sit on the table less in the future. Her feet won't hurt anymore."

Xiao Yezi then said to her grandfather: "My father sent me to visit my younger brother. Grandfather comforts him first. I'm getting jealous looking at my father." After saying that, she made a face at Jia Lian and kicked her calf.

Jia Lian only criticized "nonsense".

After she left, Fang remembered that he forgot to salute his father, so he quickly made up for it.

Jia Amnesty cleared all the people in the room, asked him to sit down, and explained in detail about the trip to Jiangnan.Although he concealed the matter of Qi's father, he never concealed his appointment with Li San.

Jia Lian was so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jia She said: "Be prepared and be safe, no one knows what will happen in the future. The only thing the emperor can't control in this world is the bandits." You Qi heard that the background of the Dream of the Red Chamber was taken from the three dynasties of Kang, Yong and Qian.It's fine to catch up with Kang Qian, if the emperor died as early as Yongzheng, it would be hard to be stubborn.

Jia Lian thought for a while and asked, "Since that's the case, why don't you ask a prince to support you?"

Jia She shook his head: "This kind of gamble is the most difficult. Besides, your elder sister is still in the palace, and her position is still high. Which prince will really believe in our family? Let's just be pure ministers."

Jia Lian said again: "Second Uncle Jiang... don't you care about those water bandits?"

Jia She said: "I've been bluffed by this moment, or pretended to be bluffed by me. Anyway, they don't want to raise an army."

Jia Lian listened in silence for a long time.

In a few days, Qi Zhou handed in the papers, and the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River was shaken, and the officials fell like a tide.

Jia Amnesty's Sanwei Bookstore has been repaired, and Haishang also sent many Western science and technology books.Jia Amnesty went to find someone to translate it into Chinese and then print it out, and he had to do some school management procedures, so he was too busy to touch the ground.Just at this time, the gatekeeper came to report, and the fifth master Yuan came to visit.Jia Amnesty suddenly became agitated, with a bad premonition.

The author has something to say: The role of the fifth master Yuan will be more and more...