Jia She of the Red Chamber

"Everything is inferior, only reading is high!"

Chinese people have always had a blind adoration and respect for scholars, from emperors to peddlers, and naturally including these princes and nobles.

As the emperor's accompanying student, Dai Shan can be regarded as a scholar, and he is not full of knowledge, but he has read all four books, five classics, and hundreds of schools of thought.

If it wasn't for the fact that when the dynasty was first established, there were constant internal strife, and foreign tribes spied on it. After Tai and Zu, Gaozu and Taizong, the two generations of emperors devoted themselves to suppressing the rebellion and deterring foreign tribes.

According to my father's wishes, Dai Shanben should follow the text, but there are not too many minor disturbances at the border, and the inner court does not stop. The emperor can trust, and the only one who can command the army is the patriarch of Wu Xun The big Daishan and his cousin Daihua.

The relationship between the Jia family and him is so close, apart from himself, the Jia family will never rely on anyone else, and of course, he will always protect the Jia family.

So Daishan still went to the battlefield from his military post.

In addition to making big and small military exploits, he also thought about it. Starting from his son's generation, he must never take up military duties again.

Since ancient times, few military generals have ended well. As the emperor's companion and confidant, he certainly knows how suspicious the superior one is.

If he is alive, he can still protect the Jia family for a few years, but can he live forever?

Daishan couldn't help shaking his head thinking about it.

He had great expectations for his two sons before, but unfortunately, the eldest was spoiled by the old lady, and he refused to let him suffer at all.

As for the second child, although he worked hard, he had limited qualifications and limited achievements after all.

Just when Daishan was about to despair, he didn't expect to realize that the boss who grew up overnight turned out to be a material for studying, and by virtue of his own efforts, he became a scholar.

Although he is only a small scholar, for Daishan, he can still wake up with a smile in his dreams.

He has a good relationship with his cousin next door, and his position is also comparable, but he is only inferior to his cousin in terms of heirs.

Brother Jing has worked hard since he was a child. It is not surprising that he can have such a great future, but it is more regrettable. If his son can be as competitive as Brother Jing?How wonderful it would be if Brother Jing was his own child!

Daishan has made such assumptions countless times, but assumptions are assumptions after all. His son is a dude and a fool, and they are all useless things.

Since Jia Amnesty went to take the scholar examination by himself, Dai Shan only felt that his back was much straighter than before, and his voice was louder than before.

He also knows how the boss is doing in the Guozijian now. Although he is not top-notch in terms of knowledge, he is sophisticated in people and communication, and this kid is still somewhat sophisticated.

The eldest son obviously knows what his focus and responsibilities are, and Daishan is very pleased that he understands in his heart.

Now for the sake of the second child, he went to the Zhang family with a shy face, and finally found a good opportunity for the second child. If the assessment can be successful, the second child will be taught by Mr. Wu Dao, and his future will not be great. worried.

Looking back at the second child who was muttering and dripping with cold sweat, Dai Shan sighed inwardly.

Do your best and obey the fate.

A group of people arrived at Wenshi Lane, and as the same sentence said, the air here exudes the fragrance of books and ink.

From the master to the servant, it seems that they all restrained their arrogance, and their movements became much lighter.

This is the charm of Wenshi Lane.

After another cup of tea, Jia She got off his horse, threw the reins to the boy, went to the carriage, and said to Dai Shan,

"Father, Mr. Wu Dao's home has arrived."

After Daishan and his son got out of the car, Jia Amnesty stepped forward and handed the greeting card to the boy at the door. The blue-robed boy accepted the greeting card, nodded at Daishan and the others, showing no flattery at all, and asked everyone to wait a little longer. After waiting, he went into the mansion.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the young boy came out with steady steps.

"Which one is the Second Master Jia Zheng? Please follow me!"

Jia Zheng's face turned slightly pale, he staggered two steps, and followed the boy into the door under the expectant and encouraging eyes of his father and elder brother.

Daishan was a little worried, but Jia She was not worried at all. He directed the servants to spread out the blanket, filled it with refreshments, and even moved out the chessboard.

"Father, can I have a talk with my son?"

Hearing his son's question, Daishan looked back in astonishment, looked at the brocade carpet, refreshments, and chess sets, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"Are you prepared for this?"

"Mr. Wu Dao's eccentricity is well known to everyone. The second brother on the right and left will have to go in for a while. We can't just wait. The son also brought out a few miscellaneous books. If the father doesn't like chess, let's read the books." Enjoying the scenery is also a must."

What Jia She said really made Daishan happy, and his performance was not even as good as his son's.

While feeling ashamed in his heart, Daishan looked at his eldest son more and more softly.

"Every major event has a calm spirit", this is not something ordinary people can have. It seems that my son has grown up without knowing it.

Thinking about it this way, Daishan readily accepted his son's invitation, and the father and son sat on the ground and started playing chess.

After all, Jia Amnesty is young, so Dai Shanben thought to let his son go, but he didn't expect this kid to achieve something in a small way, which is really a big surprise.

Jia Amnesty's chess was taught by his grandmother and his wife. The two women's chess style is exactly the same, they both open and close. Over time, Jia Amnesty was deeply influenced. His chess strength is really not low.

Daishan had a rare desire to win, and the father and son played chess very fast, and it was already a big piece in a moment.

In the end, Jia Amnesty supported him hard, but he still lost in the end.

But after accepting the chess game, Jia Amnesty didn't feel any depression, but was very happy.

"Thank you father for your advice."

Looking at his son's young face, Dai Shan was satisfied in his heart, but his face was serious,

"The way of playing chess is very promising, and great things can be achieved in a small amount of time. You have to understand it carefully, Xier."

"Son is taught!"

Knowing that this was teaching, Jia Amnesty thanked Daishan with sparkling eyes.

The father and son were about to say something else, but they didn't want to, and the small door of Mr. Wu Dao's house opened again.

Jia She helped Daishan up, and the two looked at the door.

The boy was still the first to come out, followed by Jia Zheng, whose melancholy aura could be seen from a distance.

Dai Shan's heart tightened, he was afraid that this trip would not go well, but because of his own status, he stood there reservedly.

Jia Amnesty strode forward, walking towards Jia Zheng and the boy...