The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

Jia Cong asked the little sage to sell his title, and the white-bearded monk immediately became annoyed: "Nonsense! Your family's title was earned by your great-grandfather and grandfather, how can it be bought and sold?"

Jia Cong said casually: "Oh, let's do it this way. It's not wrong to exchange credit for the title. The little saint is short of food and clothing, so donating some money for the minister's respect is considered meritorious service."

The monk said: "That's where the official's job is."

"Forget it. It doesn't even have the benefit of fame, whoever gives him money for nothing."

The monk choked.

Jia Cong said: "The current King Yan is different from the old Cao Cao. King Yan was originally the son of the late emperor and the younger brother of the Supreme Emperor, but the little saint was not appointed by the Supreme Emperor. Cao Cao had to pretend to leave a few veterans for Liu Xielue , because Liu Xie's name is justified. Compared with King Yan, the little sage is half a catty, and no one is orthodox. Similarly, ordinary courtiers don't need to pay him tribute. He doesn't give ideas in exchange for benefits, so why should people offer him for nothing? Besides, it’s not that anyone who buys a noble will sell it. People like ours are originally the descendants of Rong Guogong. It’s okay to renew the title... Well, it’s okay to renew the title; His children are ignorant, so please ask the Empress Dowager to help shut him down?"

The monk waved his hand and said: "You don't know. The little sage is young. This matter started, even if he would weigh it a few years ago, after a few years he tasted the sweetness, and gradually became chaotic. The Empress Dowager lived a long life A hundred years old, there will always be a day to go."

Jia Cong laughed and said, "You are worrying too much. Isn't there still King Yan? King Yan is so temperamental that he is willing to let him mess around? Besides, if a wealthy businessman in Suzhou wants to buy a title for nothing, he must pay a lot of money. Is it a lot of money? Does the king of Yan promise that the little sage has so much money? If the king of Yan sells the title himself, will the rest of the princes agree? The advantage of sharing the world is that there are so many restraints, no one dares to mess around, Those who are mobilized and attacked will die first."

"Hiss..." The monk let him go around and said after a while, "There is some truth to it."

Jia Cong proudly said, "Am I smarter than Sister Lin?"

The monk glanced at him: "You are too reckless, you can't learn to be a soldier."

Jia Cong shrugged and said, "I didn't even think about learning it. I'm just a staff member, and I can't be responsible for commanding thousands of troops."

The monk snorted: "You kid still has some ideas and self-knowledge."

Jia Cong whistled, and then asked casually: "Speaking of which, did the little wives of the former Supreme Emperor become nuns?"

The monk said: "That's the trouble. The life and death of the Supreme Emperor is uncertain, and his concubines are not allowed to leave the palace."

Jia Cong squinted at him and said: "In addition to the 72 concubines of the Sixth Court of Sangong, and the eunuchs and aunts of Gong'e serving these women, no matter how the population is reduced, there will be so many, right. Therefore, the expenses in the palace are still very high, yes Alright." The monk nodded.Jia Cong said, "My idea is to release all these Gong'e aunts out of the palace, and quickly find someone to marry. There are too many men who can't marry wives. As long as they are not too picky about going out of the palace like them, there must be someone. Rushing to marry. No matter what level the concubines are, they all become Taoist nuns. When the Supreme Emperor returns, when will he return to vulgarity. In Taoist temples, there is no need to pay them too much. Naturally, pilgrims will pay, and they themselves have to do some ordinary work Wouldn't it be good to exercise your body? There are only four kinds of masters in the palace, the empress dowager, the underage princess, the little saint, and their biological mother. The eunuchs stay in the palace to clean up. There must be someone guarding the gate in such a big palace. In this way, a lot of money can be saved. These people, the little sage, can probably support them by selling a few titles." Nai sighed, "King Yan is quite conscientious. What did it look like?"

The monk was startled, a wry smile flashed across his face, he shook his head and said, "That's all. What school do you want to go to?"

Jia Cong stood up with an "oh" sound: "Let's go quickly, or the get out of class will be over." Nai got up and walked out.The monk glanced at the door and then at the window, and followed.Naturally, no one was eavesdropping outside the door, and Gong and Bai were still sitting in their seats discussing the matter.

Jia Cong and Monk Baibeard left the magistrate's yamen, they didn't ride horses, they just waited for the bus and carriage by the side of the road.The monk smiled and said, "You also came up with this ghost idea?"

"This is an idea from Western Germans." Jia Cong said, "I copied it. The world is so big, we have to choose its essence and learn from it. Stones from other mountains can be used to make jade."

The monk nodded: "You are a prime minister in a prosperous age."

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "If I meet a wise gentleman, I will be the prime minister of the prosperous age, but if I meet a foolish monarch, I will definitely be a green forest tycoon."

The monk glared at him with a faint smile in his eyes.Jia Cong has seen this kind of look too much, their elders have stared at him like this since Jia She, Lin Hai and Gong Sanyi, and hastily returned a cute smirk.

The two of them went to an elementary school first, and in front of them was a group of lively little boys and girls in physical education class, running a relay race on the track.The monk asked, "Why are boys and girls together?"

Jia Cong said: "They are still young at the moment, and it depends on the situation when they go to middle school. Some schools have gender distinctions, and some don't." There are two batches of schools and two batches of gentlemen, and it costs a lot of money!"

The monk said: "Just male and female defense?"

"Men and women's defense is just that officials and officials pay attention to it. How many ordinary people have you seen that pay attention to it? Girls should go to the fields to farm, and girls should go to the streets to sell vegetables."

The monk thought for a while and had nothing to say, so the two went around the school.When the monk saw the classroom, he was shocked: "Are those glass?"

"Well, glass windows. Glass bought from the West." Jia Cong said, "For the brightness in the classroom. No matter how hard it is, children can't be poor, and education can't be poor, no matter how poor. These small things are the future of our motherland——"

He pretended to express his feelings for a long time, although the monk didn't quite understand, he nodded repeatedly: "It's hard for you to give up."

Jia Cong said with a smile: "My father paid the money anyway. Just because he is so generous, is it enough to continue the state?" The monk glared at him again.Jia Cong was thick-skinned, grabbed the monk's arm, and half dragged him to the principal's office.

The principal recognized Jia Cong, and hurriedly stood up: "Why is the third master free to come today?"

Jia Cong pointed to the monk and said, "I'm here to show off. Show this master that we have many smart children."

The headmaster took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and said, "I'm afraid you two will have to wait a little longer, there is still half an hour before get out of class ends."

"nothing."

Jia Cong sat across from the principal and chatted, talking about how to discover children's potential, such as how to build children who are good at building blocks, and how to manage in the future if they are good at playing cards.The monk couldn't intervene, so he just listened silently.When school was over for a while, my husband brought a few children.Jia Cong just teased the children and got them talking.Then I took out a maze question and gave them to them. The children got together and chatted for a while before drawing the answer.Jia Cong triumphantly waved the answer to the white-bearded monk, who couldn't help but laugh.

When I went back that day, the monk wrote a letter trusting Jia's horse to send it back to the capital, and the letter was packed and shipped out of the city that night.It was a safe journey, and it wasn't until after leaving Fujian that someone opened it up and copied it, coded it up and sent it back to Chengtian Mansion.Co-authoring this letter is Jia Cong's bad idea of ​​sending the empress dowager's concubine to become a monk.Jia Cong was overjoyed, thought for a while, and instead of discussing with Lin Daiyu, Gong Kun and others, he quietly asked Chen Ruijin to write a coded urgent letter to Liu Xianglian in Beijing.Chen Ruijin frowned after hearing this, and really wrote it for him.

In the next few days, Jia Cong walked with Monk Baixu in various schools in Chengtian Mansion, saw many top students, and chatted with the ordinary children he encountered in the school.One day when Jia Cong just coaxed a kid to run away happily, the monk looked at him for a long time and asked, "Where did you learn these words?"

"I want to tell you that it's in the movie." Jia Cong stretched, "How do you explain the movie?"

The monk pondered: "I'm afraid the poor monk has underestimated you. You kid has some ability to be a teacher."

Jia Cong waved his hands again and again and said: "No. I don't have the patience to teach children for a long time, so I can only mention a few words to fill the soul with chicken soup. It's just that I know that a natural talent will be useful. For example, just now, he can read better than his classmates. It’s slow, and the math is not as good as others, but the puppies he drew with the branches are vivid. Why do such children force others to take the imperial examination? Isn’t it good to be a painter? And the one we met in the ninth middle school yesterday. Look It seems that he can't do anything, but this child is very patient. Patience is also a talent, I didn't have this in my previous life! He can do many things in the future." Nai looked at the monk, "Uncle Master, are these children smart?"

The monk said: "There are indeed a few smart ones. The smartest one is the kid who guessed where we ate and what we ate, but he lacked courage. It doesn't matter, it can be practiced."

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "I can't give that to you! That's the only son of our lord Dong Ming. We abducted it from Zhangzhou after a lot of effort. Besides, he likes his father's way. He can be a general manager in the future." Catch the head."

The monk glared at him, and said, "Where is that one who draws a map of the West at random? This kid is born with a commanding air, a bit like your grandfather."

"My grand uncle!" Jia Cong drooped the corners of his mouth, "Why do you always look down on such a child? Aren't ordinary children also very smart? That's our little Yang An, the future great pirate! He beat him I grew up on a sea boat, traveled to the West more than once, and has seen more of the world than I do. We are just such a child who is proficient in foreign countries. If you want to teach him, move to Chengtian Mansion, otherwise there is no way."

The monk lowered his face and said angrily: "This one won't work, and that one won't work either! The poor monk took Miss Lin back."

Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "You are an old monk and an elder, can you be reasonable? Haven't you seen these days? The world outside is changing extremely fast, and there are new news coming out every day. Dong Yu and Yang An will come to Japan They are all information-oriented talents, and they must not be locked up in the temple, or they will fall behind when they come out.”

The monk said: "Your family Jia Meng is not bad either, she is also the great-grandson of your grandfather."

"Don't get his idea!" Jia Cong said hastily, "My father will force me to use western guns to destroy your plum forest environment! Those plum trees are such a pity, who provoked whom?"

The monk said angrily, "He dares!"

"He definitely dares!" Jia Cong said, "Although it is of great benefit to learn art from you, I don't care about it! Why don't you choose an ordinary child? They are willing to endure hardships. One is not enough, a few more are fine. Ah! Menger made our family used to being lively and willful, so there is no concentration at all."

The monk glanced at him: "The poor monk didn't intend to ask Jia Meng, but just tested you."

Jia Cong heaved a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "Amitabha, you are always idle."

The monk said coldly: "You really don't care about the poor monk."

Jia Cong said: "It's reasonable! You always want to abduct my nephew; my father is such a grandson, so he must kill him."

The monk said with a straight face: "Your grandfather's talent, don't you want him to inherit it?"

Jia Cong also had a straight face: "It's enough that he inherits my grandfather's Y chromosome."

The monk said: "Do you think you can't see my ability?"

"How is that possible!" Jia Cong cried out, "Your skills are also my grandfather's skills! I admire my grandfather the most, okay? But sister Lin said last time, it will take ten years to learn from you!" Jia Cong took it casually. Zhizi drew a hand-painted map of the world, "Look, this is the whole world. We only have this little bit, and the maps of other countries are changing every day. Uncle Master, these children have to learn too much." Too much! I can’t just learn your craft.” Then he looked at the monk aggrievedly, “You’re old and you don’t want to come here.”

A trace of hesitation flashed in the monk's eyes, and he said: "The poor monk swore not to leave the monastery in the early years, but this trip still coaxed the little sage to open his mouth."

"Eh, co-author, if you don't come out, you are bound by the oath." Jia Cong smiled slyly, "Why is it like suppressing the Great Sage under the Five Elements Mountain?" The monk recited the Buddha.Jia Cong leaned over and said, "Then just coax him one more time and let him free you!"

The monk said: "The poor monk is used to being in the temple." Jia Cong saw that he didn't look like a fake, so he let it go.

In the evening, after the two returned to the residence, Jia Cong sat in his room and asked for tea. Chen Ruijin jumped out from nowhere and said to him, "Beware of your master uncle."

"what?"

Chen Ruijin said: "After you refused to give him three people, he looked at you from behind very apologetically."

Jia Cong was stunned, nodded and said, "Understood. I will send someone to watch over the three children."

Chen Ruijin shook his head and said, "It's not them, it's you."

Jia Cong blinked: "I have nothing to worry about, isn't there a sister here?" Chen Ruijin gave him a blank look and left.

On the other side, pigeons were faster than horses, and Liu Xianglian received the secret letter before Monk Baixu.After he deciphered the code in the letter, he was surprised and handed it to Qin Keqing.Qin Keqing frowned first, then said with a smile: "This idea is very good."

Liu Xianglian also smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I made such a big noise."

After a few days, many maids and aunts were released from the palace, and all the empresses and concubines were sent to Qingyun Temple on the outskirts of the city to become monks.These women are no different from ordinary Taoist nuns.Wear hemp clothes and rough shoes, get up early to carry water, chop firewood, and do homework.At first they complained a lot, but because no one took pity on them, they gradually became honest.

However, the sun, the moon, the darkness and the wind were high, and the whole Qingyun Temple was sound asleep.The next morning, all the Taoist nuns got up and took a look, all the concubines and Taoist nuns were gone!I saw a box of rouge lying on the confession case of the Sanqing Palace, and a stick was pressed on it, and a hat was drawn on it. A chicken feather was inserted on the hat, and two poems were written: "In the old days, the swallows in front of the palace hall flew into the palace. Common people's home." Signed: "Robin Hood the Thief".

Zhao Chengli from the Five Cities Army Division arrived immediately, and was worried when he saw the painting and handwriting: There were two Robin Hoods in Beijing, and it was obvious that the one behind was copied from the one in front.This one is different from the previous two, and is a new Robin Hood.