In early winter, the busy farming ends. Farmers from all over the country gather in Dongzhuang Town to go to market, work, make a living and entertain. In the afternoon in Dongzhuang Town, it is quite prosperous, and the sun shines on the neat streets.

Du Hong, the head of Xianheng Trading Company, admired the prosperous scenery of the town with emotion, and walked into the scholar's restaurant located at the intersection of the town. This is the only restaurant in Dongzhuang Town, with monopoly operations and booming business.

Zhang Manager behind the counter met Du Hong, a white-faced scholar who was in charge of the entire Dongzhuang Town commerce and greeted him with a smile, "How are the shopkeepers lately?"

Du Hong was as straight as a scholar, with a white face and thin body, and smiled and said, "It's okay. Manager Zhang, I'll set the seat. I'll leave forty or fifty people for me at the elegant seat on the second floor in the evening. I'll take it down at noon tomorrow."

Zhang Manager responded, "The trouble is the trouble, but Xianheng Trading Company is the owner of the Scholar's Restaurant. What can a shopkeeper say? He asked curiously: "Is the shopkeeper going to have a big banquet for guests?"

Du Hong laughed, "Jia Yuanshou returned to the town this evening. Our classmates welcomed him."

Manager Zhang smiled suddenly, "So that's it. Deputy Envoy Jia is coming back. It should be, it should be."

Du Hong was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Zhang, what you said is wrong. The position of Deputy Envoy for Disaster Relief has long been removed from the court. Now that our court's head is in the imperial examination, you all have to change your words and call me Master."

Manager Zhang felt strange in his heart. It was weird to call him an eleven-year-old "master". But the customs and rules are indeed like this. A sleek change of words, "It should be like this."

After seeing off Du Hong, Zhang Manager Zhang thought about it and delivered a letter to Miss Lin, the owner in charge of the restaurant: Mr. Jia is going to return to Dongzhuang Town.

This news spread throughout Dongzhuang Town in a very short time.

…

In Taichung, behind the Lin Family Teahouse, two-story high on Hengyi Street, Dongzhuang Town, Lin Xinyuan talked to the headmaster Mr. Luo, and talked about the news that Jia Huan was about to come back.

Ruby Lin was wearing a brocade robe and beard. She was eighteen or nineteen years old and handsome. She looked a little steady after training and said anxiously: "Mr. Luo, what should I call him when I meet?"

Brother Jia, Mr. Jia, Ziyu, etc. are obviously inappropriate. Jia Huan was beaten by Juren, but his identities were different.

The storyteller Mr. Luo was wearing a blue coat. He had just talked about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from the stage. He was holding a teapot and drinking water. He laughed and said, "Why do you have to lose your room? When you met Mr. Jia at the wrong time, you were classmates and roommates. You just need to follow the original title."

Lin Xinyuan thought about it and nodded, "Yes." As for whether to meet this kind of problem, there is no need to consider whether Jia Huan is his husband.

…

The news about the Jiayuan coming back this afternoon in Xianheng Trading Company has long been spreading, but the news in Wendao Academy is relatively closed. It is already early October, and the county examination in February next year is about to arrive. The scenery is beautiful and the quiet academy is full of learning atmosphere.

After class at the inner room lecture hall of the new campus, Ji Cheng took his schoolbag and followed Yi Junjie, Yao Wei and eight others to the scholar's restaurant.

Ji Cheng asked excitedly: "Brother Yi, can you still hurry?"

Yi Junjie looked bearded and smiled jokingly: "Xiao Ji, if you really want to welcome Brother Jia, you should skip classes with Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, Liu Yichen and others to wait at the intersection of Academy Street." He knew that this junior brother admired Jia Huan very much.

Ji Cheng said with a bitter face: "Last time, the head of the college told me to study hard. If he knew I skipped classes, he would definitely be unhappy. The head of the college is really amazing and is on the list of honors. Now he is the number one disciple of the academy who deserves his name."

Yi Junjie, Yao Wei and others laughed. Jia Huan passed the imperial examination not only to justify his reputation, but to be the leader of the academy. More importantly, the fame of Jia Huan, senior brother and Luo Junzi is enough to stabilize the foundation of the academy and maintain this great situation.

Haven't you seen the three-mile long street slanting, the green cows and white horses and seven-scented cars. The bright moon, the cold stars are covered with bright tiles, and the sparse wind and dense rain wrap around the wind.

…

Jia Huan's carriage arrived in Dongzhuang Town when the golden sunset was soaking with the white clouds in the sky.

More than 40 people from Wendao Academy and Xianheng Trading Company were welcomed by more than 40 people, including Du Hong, Liu Yichen, Yao Wei, Yi Junjie, Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, Ji Cheng, and Lin Xinyuan, and welcomed at the intersection of the town, which was spectacular. Many people in the town were watching.

Jia Huan got off the carriage and greeted all the classmates with a smile. Then, congratulations to him, blessings of the praises he received came in like a tide.

"Ziyu, congratulations on your success."

"Brother Jia, congratulations on high school."

"Congratulations to the Academy for its first place on the Guizhou List, and the Beijing News has been on the Yellow League."

Jia Huan responded decently and went to the scholar's restaurant right next to the intersection with everyone. Ji Cheng, who was a little younger, looked at Jia Huan surrounded by people, and was in a state of excitement. The joy and glory of studying success are no worse than doing things.

The winter night slowly kicked off. The lights on the second floor of the scholar's restaurant were bright, and singing and cheers were everywhere. Some students sang "The Legend of the Condor Hearing the Wine" by the poet Li Taibai with the iron plate pipa and the northern accent:

Don’t you see the water of the Yellow River flowing into the sky, and never return. Don’t you see the water of the high hall, the white hair is sad, the morning is like blue hair and the evening turns into snow...

"Brother Jia, congratulations on high school!" Lin Xinyuan came forward to toast Jia Huan, and was convinced in his heart.

"Brother Lin, please sit down." Jia Huan smiled and drank. At the table, he smiled and looked at the lively scene in front of him, looking at classmates and friends. His heart was wrapped in warm, comfortable and bright emotions.

He only wrote letters to a few friends, but it was not surprising that the scene in front of him: more than 40 people came to greet him. He had such prestige, influence, and appeal in Wendao Academy and Xianheng Trading Company. There was something called "responsibility" in his heart that was rising and falling.

The eldest brother’s hometown is in Miyun County, and Luo Junzi’s hometown is in Zhao Laoxiang, Wanping County, and his hometown is here! It has been nearly two years since he came here in the winter of the eighth year of Yongzhi. No matter his future or what the future is, this will be his dream place.

This was his first time since he passed the imperial examination. At this time, his cheerful emotions roared like the Yellow River.

In the night, the atmosphere of the banquet was hot.

…

Jia Huan was drunk the first night he returned to Dongzhuang Town.

The next day, when winter was rising, houses, shops, fertile fields, forests, hills, and the academy was immersed in the morning sun, Jia Huan went to the lecturer dormitory of Wendao Academy to visit Mr. Ye Hongyun Ye, the second mountain leader of the academy.

The study in the courtyard is bright and the tea fragrance lingers. On the sycamore trees on the main road outside the courtyard, the chirping of sparrows came.

The book boy got tea and stepped down. On the side of the desk, Ye Hongyun and Jia Huan sat opposite each other.

Ye Hongyun was in his thirties, wearing a green shirt, and a gentle temperament. He smiled while drinking tea, "Ziyu, how do you feel? How can you not return home in Yijin?" Before he communicated with Jia Huan, he asked Jia Huan to return to Dongzhuang Town and the academy as soon as possible.

Jia Huan rubbed his head and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, "Sir, I feel good, but I still have a headache from a hangover now."

Ye Hongyun laughed, "Haha! I'll make an appointment with the professor at noon later, and the lecturers will celebrate you in the small restaurant."

Jia Huan also smiled and nodded.

After chatting for a while, Ye Hongyun asked with a gentle smile: "Ziyu, what are your plans next? Should I accept the appointment letter from the academy, continue to study in the academy, or go back to your Jia Mansion to live? The conditions at the academy are probably not as good as those in the Jia Mansion."

As Jia Huanren, his unlimited future and future, even if his concubine's son lives in Rongguo's mansion, he will probably not be troubled by his legitimate mother again.

In other words, Jia Huan's motivation to study has disappeared. He has also completed the things entrusted by his friend Lin Gaohe. What is placed in front of him and Jia Huan is a brand new situation, and what is needed is to start a new journey.

In his heart, he hoped that Jia Huan would live in Dongzhuang Town and help him complete the reform of the academy and the three major concepts he had proposed before: first, expand the library; second, compile dictionaries; third, compile textbooks.

Jia Huan and Ye Hongyun had a relationship with both teachers and friends. He smiled and said frankly: "Sir, the conditions in the academy are indeed not as good as those in the Jia family. However, if I want to choose, I will definitely be happy to live in the academy.

I don’t plan to participate in the spring exam next year. Therefore, I want to go to Jiangnan for a while before coming back. The mountain leader wrote to me, hoping to interview me and talk about my studies. I am considering whether to go to Zunhua first."

Ye Hongyun was not surprised. He had known about Jia Huan's study trip to Jiangnan for a long time. He reached out to point Jia Huan and smiled and said, "You, a young man's temperament, a scholar's spirit! Although the prosperity of southern Zhili is better than that of northern Zhili, it is the economic and cultural center. However, the center of the national dynasty is in the capital.

The mountain lord wrote me a letter asking about your situation and found out why he went to Jiangnan to study. He has strict requirements for your academic performance. According to your current study progress, it is very difficult to get a gold medal in three years.

Your degree in this subject is higher than Wen Yue (Gongsun Liang), and it is Master Fang who appreciates you. After you return to the capital, you should go to Master Fang’s mansion more often. In fact, according to me, it is not harmful to go to other places when you are young. It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books!"

Jia Huan felt a little sweaty and said, "Mr. Xie understands."

Ye Hongyun looked at Jia Huan, laughed and shook his head, "You... are not old and have many ideas." He knew that there must be other inside stories, but he is a gentleman with a gentle personality and will not spy on the disciple's privacy.

Jia Huan smiled apologetically and drank tea.

Ye Hongyun said: "There is no need to go to Zunhua. Since the mountain chief has replied to you, with his elder's character, he will definitely not stop you. However, you are not so anxious to go to Jiangnan. You can stay with me for help in the past two days."

Jia Huan hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay, sir." He is the leader, core, and leader of the academy classmates. This is both an honor and a heavy responsibility.

…

When Jia Huan lived in Wendao Academy, the Jia Mansion became lively again. Although Jia Huan was only eleven years old, the news that he had already performed the ceremony spread wildly. Many wealthy families in the capital, nobles and relatives, and civil servants and famous scholars meant to get married.

Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang, and Mu Jia received some requests every day, which were basically related to Jia Huan's marriage. The news immediately reached the ears of the young masters, girls and maids in the Jia family.

In early October, Jia Mu went to Lin Daiyu's room. Daiyu, who fell ill due to the change of seasons, recovered the day before yesterday. Today, Li Wan, Baoyu, Baochai, Shi Xiangyun, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun and others came to visit and talk.

Baoyu was wearing embroidered arrow sleeves and a handsome face. He replied to Lin Meimei, took a sip of tea, turned around and talked to Baochai, who had white skin and beautiful appearance, and smiled and said, "Sister Bao, I heard that Brother Huan was abrupt, you are angry?"

Baochai nodded calmly and savored the tea, which had the charm of "it was the most light and knew that the flowers were more beautiful".

Tanchun, who was sitting beside him, shook her head. She didn't know how her third brother offended Sister Bao. Shi Xiangyun, who knew the clues, was speechless. How could a person who speaks well and anger Sister Bao?

Baoyu laughed and was a little gloating, "I have something to do here, so I'm happy to tell you that Sister Bao is happy. I heard from the master's servant that Fu Shi wanted to marry his twenties-year-old girl Fu Qiufang to Brother Huan'er.

Haha, I’m almost ten years older. I feel scared when I think about it. Poor Brother Huan didn’t know yet. The master sent someone to call Brother Huan back at Wendao Academy in the Western Suburbs this morning and was about to ask him about his opinions on the marriage.”

Tanchun's face changed. She didn't know about this. How could she be like this? She was almost ten years old and wanted to marry her younger brother?

Xichun is petite, wearing a slim and exquisite blue cotton jacket, and looks like a little beauty. She snorted coldly: "Brother Bao, then Fu Shi is so shameless." She had received Buddhist scriptures sent by Jia Huan's entourage from Dongzhuang Town. The second sister also received the handwritten Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Before Baoyu could reply to Xichun's words, Baochai's face changed slightly and asked in a hurry: "Brother Bao, are you saying that Brother Huan doesn't know about his marriage?"

Baoyu said in surprise: "Sister Bao, he went out to Wendao Academy on the fourth day of the first lunar month. How could he know? News has only been circulating in the mansion in the past few days. The master sent him back to ask this morning."

As he spoke, he looked at Daiyu. The marriage event was the sound of his parents and the words of the matchmaker. He was very happy to see Jia Huan marry an ugly wife. But he thought he might have fallen in love with Lin Daimei. He wouldn't say this.

Baochai was speechless for a while and smiled bitterly in her heart. She misunderstood brother Huan!

If Brother Huan didn't know that his elders were discussing his marriage and just came to say that to her simply, it would be really just persuading her instead of being flirting with her and expressing her obscurely meaning of liking her.

She thought too much. Her mother obscenely spoke to her through her mouth, and she understood it as soon as she heard it. So she avoided Brother Huan in those days. She thought Brother Huan had heard the wind and ran to her and talked nonsense. But she thought that this was the case.

This face is so embarrassing. She...(To be continued.)

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