Jia Amnesty of the Red Chamber is the Emperor

Situ Jin asked Jia She to go back to the palace to review the memorials, and to teach "dare to be more reliable", so let's not mention it for the time being.

Here Jia Lian finished counting the money in the warehouse, and changed into beautiful clothes, ready to go out to save face for his father.If Jia Amnesty knew Jia Lian's heart, he would definitely beat him on the head with a ruler! !Silly son~~ You have to grow up your brains so you don’t have to worry about it. Under the banner of throwing pots and selling irons, you look like a peacock. What do you let the narrow-minded and poor emperor think?

You can't play too much, it's just right when it's half new and not old.

Riding all the way to the official office of the Ministry of Households, Jia Lian just got off the horse when a small official came over, with a smile on his brows, held his hands together, and said, "I don't know my lord..." Before he finished speaking, he was alert and someone who knew people came over. Smiling, "Second Master Lian, are you here to pay the debt for your father?" As he spoke, he took a long look at the strong and strong man behind Jia Lian, lowered his eyebrows and drew a light, and said, "This way please!"

"Thank you, my lord." Jia Lian bent down to return the salute, and then followed them into the lobby of the household department.

The little official who had been intercepted before couldn't help snorting, and then curiously asked his colleague, "Then who is so flattering with so much money?"

"Son of Jia She!" The colleague lowered his voice, pointed to the logo of Rongguo Mansion, and then his voice became softer, "The emperor himself said today, are you not here?"

"That General Ma Peng..." With a clear look, the clerk shook his head, glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi, and pursed his lips.Even if he didn't have the chance to see the big news from the Ministry of Households today, he still vaguely knew that Jia Sherong's favor was in full swing, and it was right for him to bring his son along with him.

Jia Lian, who was taken for granted, saw that even the Minister of the Household Department met him in person, and he couldn't help but fight between the two, and his heart tightened.If it was said that he was complimented all the way before, it would be a bit flirtatious, but when the dignified second-rank official came out, Jia Lian instantly fell into an ice cave, raised his eyebrows, and began to secretly look at everyone's expressions.

The second master doesn't study, but he also knows that there is nothing to do to be courteous, it's either rape or robbery!

Whenever he asked about family matters, he was like a piece of wood, mumbled a few words, and finally left with a stomach full of tea and owed tickets.

Lin Qianduo watched people leave, his eyes twinkled slightly, and he sighed at the corner of his mouth. He thought his nephew was like an uncle, but it was a pity that he had a good skin, but his belly was reckless, and he had no Zhang family style!

Jia Lian didn't realize that he had lost face, but was complacent. No matter how people beat around the bush, he remained steadfast and strictly abided by his father's teachings.After returning to Rongguo Mansion, he found that "Jia She" was not in the mansion, he was bored for a while, remembering the teaching this morning, he frowned, and then brought his servants to Wangchao's study and left.

His study had already piled up into ashes.

After asking where the Jingzhong study was going, Jia Lian took a carriage to Xijiefang City.Opening the curtain of the car, looking at the people coming and going on the street, there is a trace of longing in the eyes.His second uncle was loved by his grandparents because he could read~~Because it was close to Dabi, students from all over the place gathered, and it seemed very lively. Jia Lian got out of the car and soon disappeared into the crowd.Looking at the various studies, calligraphy and painting shops lined up on both sides of the street, I was lost, and I didn't know which one to choose for a while.He could say which sake restaurant is better in Liyuan, but the study... While hesitating, a group of people suddenly gathered in front of him. They were curious, and the people who heard it said that they were in Douwen, so they couldn't help but step forward to check it out.

The surroundings were already full of people, and Laiwang relied on his nimble hands and feet to squeeze out a gap for Jia Lian among the group of scholars. In a short while, the master and servant stood in front of the crowd to watch the fun.

Experts look at the doorway, while laymen naturally look at... appearance.

Just as Jia Lian stood still, he pulled others around to ask the ins and outs, when he saw the man on the stage who was waving calligraphy and painting, he couldn't help breathing, and he didn't speak stupidly.

The man was dressed in a wide robe and purple clothes, his figure was extremely tall and thin, like a willow supporting the wind.Her face was like a bright moon, her temples were cut like knives, her eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, male and female were indistinguishable, she was extremely gorgeous, and her aura was compelling!

Compared with him, Jia Lian lowered his eyes silently, seeing that although what he was wearing was the most popular style in the capital these days, when he saw this man, he no longer had the face to wear a purple robe.Maybe... Only the Prince of Loyalty can stand against him.After all, the reason why purple robes are popular among noble princes is because the prince was deposed and could not wear yellow robes. He loved purple robes, and everyone imitated them.Wearing clothes only feel good or not, Yu Zheng!Political struggle is irrelevant.

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Situ Yong put down his pen, looked down at the cold autumn picture that had been drawn before the table, raised his eyelashes slightly, squinted at the half-burned incense on the table in the middle, and then looked around at the scholars who were still waving pens. Twist your lips, this year's imperial examination, there is no one who is really proud of the sky, they are all crooked, and they don't know what the fifth and eighth are secretly fighting for!

If you fight over, maybe you are the pig teammate who is holding back~

Brother's bloody example is on display, you pickers have to keep your eyes open!

His eyes flickered, and a bitter thread flashed in Situ Yong's heart. He lowered his head to cover the flashing thoughts, and suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of the painted golden chrysanthemum picture. Let out a bit of evil spirit.Raising your hand, holding the pen, dipping the tip of the pen in the ink, looking at the blank space left in the painting, without rushing, the words radiate a chill: [The rustling westerly wind is all over the yard, and the core is cold and the fragrance is cold and the butterflies are hard to come.If I were Qing Emperor in other years, the retribution and peach blossoms will bloom together. 】After finishing writing, he took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, gathered the calligraphy and painting neatly, and then abstained and left the stage.

"Mr. Liu Yong, don't you compare yourself?" The onlookers said in amazement, this young master had won two consecutive violin and chess games in the study, if he wins one game in a row, he can get the calligraphy of Prince Zhongxian and be received by him .For students from poor families, it may be a leap to the sky in one step, and a carp jumps over the dragon's gate.

Hearing this, Situ Yong chuckled lightly and spread his fan, "Master's calligraphy and paintings are more valuable than him!" Besides, the elder brother has already cheated others, so he is no longer cheating.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Taking a cold sidelong glance at the crowd around the audience, Situ Yong's mouth curled up as he watched the road that was automatically given up.As far as the name of the prince is concerned, he actually prefers the feeling of being subdued by strength alone.

If you rely on yourself, you don't need to look at anyone's face!

Suddenly, his gaze stopped, his pupils shrank slightly, and Situ Yong fixedly stared at the people wearing purple crowns in front of him.The decoration was almost the same as his. Situ Yong's heart twitched slightly when he thought of the styles that were popular recently. He raised his eyes and took a closer look at his face.

The face is as white as powder, and the lips are painted with vermilion, so she has a unique and romantic look. A pair of red phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and the look is even more beautiful.

Turning his footsteps slightly, Situ Yong turned his gaze away from the Sanyang Kaitai jade pendant on his waist again, and walked towards the person.

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Jia Lian was even more dumbfounded when he saw people walking in.

"I'm Liu Yong, I've seen him like old friends today. I don't know your brother's name?" Situ Yong approached, seeing the man's dazed look, the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a playful smile.

"Jia...Jia Lian." After Jia Lian finished speaking in a daze, his eyelids twitched suddenly.But seeing the smile so close at hand, I couldn't help but tremble again.Today he suddenly understood a sentence - as for Zidu, no one in the world knows its beauty.Those who don't know the beauty of Zidu are those who have no eyes!

"Jia Lian?!" Situ Yong murmured softly, and when he was about to inquire further, a sinister voice sounded from behind, "Liu Yong, you are so arrogant, how dare you compare your calligraphy and painting with the prince's?" You must know that he is the grandson of Dai Lao who inherited calligraphy and painting from his grandfather. Dai Lao was a great Confucianist at that time, and his calligraphy and painting..."

"Great Confucianism in the world?! Dai Wen only dared to call himself a master of calligraphy and painting after he was in the Zhang family." While talking, Situ Yong took a fixed look at Jia Lian, closed his eyelids, smiled coldly, and said, "It's really a man to leave." Chaliang, you are students, and what you read are the four books annotated by Zhang Lao, but in front of his only descendant, you say that a mere rising star should be the teacher of the country, don't you think it is ridiculous?!"

This remark was nothing short of shocking, all the students were silent when they heard the words, and looked at the young man in the same purple robe stupidly as he was invited to leave.

Not only the onlookers were dumbfounded, but Jia Lian was also dumbfounded, watching the other party's eyes focus on him, implying that he is the descendant of the famous old Zhang.He couldn't help but swallowed, came back to his senses, looked around at the people coming and going, opened his mouth, muttered for a long time, and then said softly: "Brother Liu, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Jia Lian, the son of Jia She from the Rongguo Mansion?"

"Ah."

"That's right, your grandfather is the emperor's teacher, and the two uncles are also famous people in the world."

Jia Lian: "..."

Completely ignorant, recalling what my father had said to Uncle Wang today, his expression suddenly changed, he was stunned, and he said to himself, "Father... Father never told me that."

Situ Yong saw that people didn't seem to be fake, his heart trembled, and he sighed inaudibly.He originally wanted to use this to test out why Jia She had suddenly changed recently, almost completely different from before.The most important thing is that the change of his time is that after he was deposed, he was bitten by a snake for three years and was afraid of well ropes, so he had to guard against it.

The dusty old things were mentioned in the public, but it seems... the effect is far.

Looking at Jia Lian, the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled, but his expression remained unchanged. The corners of Situ Yong's lips curved slightly, "That's what Xiaosheng Meng Lang said!"

"Ah?" Came back to his senses in panic, Jia Lian returned the gift because he was unfilial and didn't know the inside story, so how could he blame outsiders.And... inadvertently, his father's earnest and earnest advice appeared in his mind.He didn't say it, it must be because his grandfather's family made great achievements and was framed by people's suspicion, which is often performed in dramas.

However, there are descendants of revenge or beating drums to complain of grievances in the drama.

And he, as a descendant of the Zhang family, could not succeed in military affairs, what should he do? !

For a moment, Jia Lian felt very uncomfortable, and when he was frowning and meditating, he suddenly cast a glance at the extremely beautiful young man beside him, his eyes slowly swung around him, and there was a suspicious look in his eyes, and his eyes were clustered, alert He said: "Brother Liu is the nephew of Duke Li of the Liu family?" If it weren't for the old in-laws of Ba Gong, how would he know?

A smile flashed across his lips, and Situ Yong shook his head lightly, "No, I'm just a humble scholar. My father was fortunate to have been a disciple of Mr. Zhang, so I know a thing or two about it."

"Oh." Jia Lian nodded as if suddenly realizing.Afterwards, the two chatted with each other, Situ Yong led people into an elegant study, and introduced in a soft voice: "This bookstore has been in existence for 60 years, and it is quite famous among students, and it is the first to create a catalog. You can find the books you want by borrowing all kinds of learning activities."

Hearing this, Jia Lian's face turned red, she was too ashamed, avoided the gentle smile of the other party, raised her eyes to look at the plaque on the door - Chixin Pavilion, and prepared to remember it firmly.When buying a book in the future, you should also know where the door opens.

After picking out and buying books for others, he wandered around the teahouse again. Hearing about Jin Ke's proposal, Situ Yong figured out Jia Lian's temperament, and slowly turned his words to the hanging jade pendant.

"This jade pendant is a gift from my father's friend Ai Wuye." While talking, Jia Lian took off the jade pendant and gave it to his new friend to play with.This jade pendant is of good quality and warm to the touch, which is rare to see.

"Really? Ai, Wu, Lord!" You are so generous.Leaning forward half an inch, taking the jade pendant, Situ Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, firmly pressed against the naive picture of a sheep on it, and clenched his hands imperceptibly.

Father, after you abolish me, even the birthday present I gave you can be given to others at will!

Sanyang Kaitai, exorcising evil spirits and welcoming auspiciousness, I set it up with my own hands that year, sincerely and sincerely, one step at a time and three kowtows, consecrated before the Buddha!

Now... huh!