Chapter 391 Still want to take the imperial examination Jia Ziyu
Ningguo Mansion, Flower Hall
Wang Yi, the son of Wang Ziteng, sat on the golden nanmu chair, not touching the tea cup on the small table. His face was indifferent, and his heart was somewhat humiliated.
He was thinking about how to talk to the head of the Jia family later.
At this moment, I heard the voice of a servant coming from the front yard, "Uncle, an angel has come to the palace."
When Wang Yi heard this, he was startled. He stood up and looked outside. His expression changed, and he thought, "I guess it's the decree from the palace that he will be promoted to a noble rank."
Thinking that the young man who was one year younger than himself would be promoted to a higher rank in the palace later, Wang Yi felt a burning feeling of resentment mixed with jealousy deep in his heart.
I took a deep breath, suppressed my negative emotions, and wondered if I should hide?
But then I thought about it, there was nothing to hide from here, so I sat down again.
On this side, Jia Heng saw Xiang Daiquan in the Daming Palace at the Yimen. He ordered people to set up the incense table, received the imperial edict, and got up.
Dai Quan folded up the imperial edict silk and looked at the young man opposite him. The wrinkles on his fair and beardless face seemed to be about to bloom like a chrysanthemum, and said: "Jia Ziyu, congratulations. At such an age, you can rely on the influence of your ancestors to become a duke or duke."
, our family has seen many people, but this is the first time in these years that our family has seen someone like Ziyu advance to a noble title through meritorious service."
Titles are also different from titles. The meritorious sons who succeeded their fathers and ascended to high positions did not hold as much weight in the emperor's heart as the young man who was just a first-class baron in front of him.
Jia Heng took the imperial edict with both hands, then held it up with one hand and invited him with the other, saying: "Eunuch Dai is so complimentary. Please come into the hall to have a cup of tea and have a rest."
Dai Quan smiled, said "please", and then followed Jia Heng into the flower hall.
The two entered the hall. Dai Quan paused and looked at Wang Yi, who was sitting on the nanmu chair. He looked surprised, turned to Jia Heng and asked, "Who is this?"
Wang Yi raised his eyes and saw Dai Quan, his heart moved slightly, he walked a few steps quickly, bowed his hands and said, "Wang Yi, the son of the former Jiedu Commander of the Beijing Camp, has met Eunuch Dai."
Jia Heng frowned and said nothing. He wanted to see what Wang Yi would do.
Dai Quan smiled and suddenly said: "It turns out he is Wang Ziteng's son. He looks familiar to us."
The prince rectified the capital camp, causing great chaos and almost causing a military riot in the capital city. Later, because of the death of his family members, the emperor took pity on his plight and did not deal with it. It is said that he is currently at home.
Dai Quan looked Wang Yi up and down again and asked with a smile: "Are you here to visit Jia Ziyu?"
Wang Yi responded, then looked at Jia Heng aside, with a smile on his face: "Isn't this the first year of junior high school today? Come and see Brother Heng."
Hearing Wang Yi's familiar address, Jia Heng's eyes became a little deeper and he said: "Brother Wang, please sit down."
Don't reach out to hit the smiling person, and it's in front of Dai Quan, so of course your attitude doesn't need to be too enthusiastic.
In fact, he will adjust his attitude towards the Wang family in a timely manner as the situation changes.
Previously, after leaving the palace in Yuanchun, Wang Ziteng, the former governor of the capital, had lost the opportunity to "enter the cabinet and serve as prime minister and minister" as in the original work.
When the Beijing Incident occurred, the Wang family was completely in decline and could only survive.
From now on, he will neither deliberately snipe to avoid being criticized, nor will the two families of Jia and Wang be as close as before.
This is not only due to doubts about Wang Ziteng's ability or character, but also because the Wang family is disobedient.
A disobedient ally is like a bomb that explodes at any time.
When Dai Quan saw the conversation between the two, his eyes moved slightly, and he could taste it.
The four families of Jia Shi, King Xue, are related by marriage to each other, share the same spirit, share weal and woe, but they are not monolithic internally. In the past, the Wang family was so powerful that it seemed to overshadow the Jia family.
Now that the younger generations of the Jia family are trying to compete, and Jia Ziyu is born, it's strange that the Wang family doesn't have any feelings for it.
Since Wang Yi was at the side, Dai Quan and Jia Heng couldn't say much. They exchanged casual greetings, drank a cup of tea, said they wanted to return to the palace, and then left their seats to say goodbye.
Jia Heng sent Dai Quan to the door of Ning Mansion. He stuffed the prepared 10,000 taels of silver notes over him before returning to the hall. It can be said that the maintenance of interpersonal relationships can never wait until the end of the matter.
Go ask for help again.
Wang Yi was still waiting. When he saw Jia Heng returning, he stood up, his face a little unnatural.
Jia Heng took a look at Wang Yi and asked, "Brothers from the Wang family, is it your intention or your father's intention to come here this time?"
Wang Yi was just preparing how to speak. When he heard the question, his expression changed. He didn't know how to answer for a while. He thought about it and replied: "It's my father's wish. Our two families are old relatives, so we should move around more during the Chinese New Year."
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At this moment, facing those scrutinizing eyes, Wang Yi felt a fear in his heart that he was unwilling to admit.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I understand. If the Wang brothers have nothing else to do, they can go back first."
It was not surprising that Wang Ziteng bowed his head and admitted defeat, but Wang Yi just came to express his attitude. He was obviously not qualified to talk on behalf of Wang Ziteng.
Now his attitude is that the gift has been accepted, and people have seen him, and his lukewarm attitude has been passed on.
Although it is not advisable to use the Wang family as a political ally, it is not wrong if it is just a matter of making political deals once or twice.
Wang Yi looked ugly and opened his mouth. Apparently he was dismissed by the other party as if he was shooing away flies. He felt humiliated and knew that the situation was stronger than others. He had no choice but to suppress the resentment in his heart and said goodbye.
At this time, servants from outside came to report that the prince of Nan'an, the prince of Beijing, the Duke of Xiu, the Duke of Zhi, the Duke of Qi, the Marquis of Baoling Shi Nai, the Marquis of Zhongjing Shi Nai, and several housekeepers from each mansion came to give gifts and congratulate him.
In addition, some generals from the Beijing camp sent their housekeepers to the door to give gifts. If Jia Heng hadn't said in advance that he didn't like the generals from the Beijing camp gathering to congratulate him, the threshold of Ningguo Mansion would have been broken.
Without him, it would be too ostentatious.
But even so, compared to Jia Heng who was promoted to the third-class general and later to the first-class general, the four princes and eight princes did not come to congratulate him. At this moment, the house was really crowded with guests, and the house was like a city.
Jia Heng put down the tea cup and told Jiao Da to go and receive him first. Just as he was about to get up and go to the backyard, he suddenly heard a servant coming to report that a young master named Han came over with a gift to congratulate him.
Saying that, he handed over his famous tattoo.
Jia Heng put the imperial edict in the cabinet, took the invitation and looked at it, and was stunned.
"Han Hui."
His face couldn't help but appear thoughtful.
"Han Huang allowed his son to visit him at this time, and his intention was self-evident."
After his impeachment of Yang Guochang yesterday, the political struggle to "overthrow Yang" has quietly begun. As he expected, Han Huang, the second minister of the cabinet, began to feel uneasy.
"It's just that this person is very thoughtful and scheming, so you need to be careful of being scheming by him."
From the bottom of his heart, he did not want Han Huang to take over as the chief minister of the cabinet.
He knew very well the virtues of the southeastern gentry, especially after he took charge of the Jinyiwei, and his understanding of the Zhejiang Party became deeper and deeper.
Now, more than ever, Chen Han needs to support the world with the finance and taxation of the three southeastern provinces. The result of allowing the Zhejiang Party to govern is unpredictable. Presumably, this is also the reason why the emperor's trust in Yang Guochang has not diminished and he has always tolerated it.
It can be said that the emperor's re-appointment of Yang Guochang and other Qi party members was to use northern scholars to fight southern scholars. This was also the deepest logic of political operation since the founding of the Chen-Han Dynasty.
At that time, Taizu Taizu of the Chen Han Dynasty moved the capital of the country from the flowery Jinling City to Chang'an against all opinions. This was what he meant.
Thinking deeply, Jia Heng's face turned gloomy. Today, he has been able to clear away the fog of the three parties in the court and get to the core.
"When the Military Aircraft Department is established, if nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely join the Military Aircraft Department. However, the Military Aircraft Department cannot handle border affairs without the support of the cabinet. But after Han Huang becomes the chief minister, will he support the southeastern gentry?
There is no doubt that there is no class that betrays the class.”
He could almost predict that once Han Huang became the first assistant, if there was a rift with him in the future, he would be more difficult to deal with than Yang Guochang.
Chocolate-flavored shit, shit-flavored chocolate, this is a matter of choice.
"I think the emperor has also been thinking about this issue recently."
Jia Heng's mind was spinning, and he ordered his servant to bring him to meet him. Then he left the flower hall and saw Han Hui under the eaves of the corridor.
The son of the second minister of the cabinet, he was tall and elegant, wearing a scholar's square scarf and a blue and white cotton robe. He smiled and said congratulations: "Zi Yu, congratulations."
Jia Heng smiled and invited: "The gust of wind has blown Zi Sheng over, please come quickly."
With that said, Han Hui was introduced into the flower hall, and the two of them sat down respectively as guest and host, and chatted for a while.
Jia Heng asked: "Brother Zisheng, what are you busy with recently?"
Han Hui smiled and said, "I'm not busy with anything else. I'm preparing for next spring."
Han Hui was a famous scholar and is currently studying in the Imperial College.
Saying that, Han Hui looked at Jia Heng, smiled, and asked, "Speaking of which, if Zi Yu competes in the provincial examination this autumn, he will be sure to win in the spring next year."
Jia Heng couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother Zisheng, if you get named on the gold medal list in one go, you think too highly of me."
Han Hui said with a smile: "Ziyu's "Pinglu Ce" has clear diction and can be handed down as a famous poem. There are also two lines of poetry, although they are only two lines, but they are more heroic and responsible than me."
After a day of fermentation, or in other words, with the help of interested people, yesterday’s New Year’s Eve, the details of the Xihe Palace were revealed by congratulatory officials. From "Pinglu Ce" to two lines of poems and five questions to Yang Guochang, almost
The news spread throughout Shenjing and caused quite a discussion in the Imperial College.
As for Yang Guochang's image of a "foolish old man" who was dumbfounded when asked by Jia Heng and could not answer questions, it was even more vivid and lifelike under the special display of some thoughtful people, which attracted many people's ridicule.
If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, the General Administration Department would have been bombarding the public with a flood of articles and public sentiments. It could be said that there was an undercurrent surging in Shenjing City at this moment, and everyone was staring at the cabinet.
Jia Heng said: "But the imperial examination does not test policy theory, but the study of classics and meanings, and the art of eight-legged writing. I am not good at it, and I don't know if I can pass it."
Han Hui thought for a while, with a somewhat strange look on his face, and said, "Although martial arts can't help but take the imperial examination, Ziyu has a great reputation now. If he takes part in the imperial examination, I'm afraid it will attract some criticism."
Chen Han did not prohibit his noble sons from taking part in the imperial examinations. At that time, Jia Jing of Ningguo Mansion had participated in the imperial examinations as a knight, and won the imperial examination and was named on the gold list.
But Jia Jing did not become an official at the beginning, and Jia Heng was not as famous as he is now.
Jia Heng thought for a while, his expression paused slightly, and he pondered for a moment.
At this point, he had to admit that it was inappropriate for him to take the imperial examination again. It was not a matter of title, but of reputation.
The imperial court started from a high-ranking official, the architect of national defense strategy, who had just impeached the chief minister, and then took part in the imperial examination?
It's like this style of painting. One moment there was a state meeting, and the next day it was said that I was going to take the national examination?
The entire civil service group was in chaos.
Are you here to cause trouble?
Otherwise, why don't you come and take the examination as deputy director?
For example, in the original work, Jia Zheng was selected by the emperor as a scholar, but Jia Zheng was not even a scholar.
Han Hui smiled and said: "Nowadays in the capital, from the cabinet ministers and assistants to the traders and footmen, who doesn't know Ziyu's name? "Cijue Biao" is recited throughout the country, "Pinglu Ce" is studied by hundreds of officials, and the Three Kingdoms Dialects
In this restaurant and teahouse, if Zi Yu takes part in the imperial examination, not only will it cause an uproar, but it will also attract a lot of attention."
It's okay if you pass the exam, and you can only chat a few words. If you fail, it will be a joke.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, but he thought it was a problem. He sighed and said: "The sun is shining brightly in the cold window, and the moon is long, and colorful notes are written on colorful paper. Once the Donghua Gate is called, it is not in vain for a young and good son. Zi Sheng knows that
, if I have a choice, I still want to study, pass the imperial examination and become an official."
Han Hui's expression paused slightly. Looking at the lost look on the young man's face, an indescribable strangeness filled his heart.
how to say?
If the people of future generations are here, they may be born. After the brother Dong who did not know his wife and the beautiful brother, regretted the birth of Ali Jieqima, and Sa Beining who is still doing well in Peking University... still want to take the imperial examination for Jia Ziyu?
Han Hui thought for a while and said: "If that Zi Yu is persistent in studying and gaining fame, the Holy Spirit can give him a Jinshi background. This happened in the past."
Jia Heng shook his head and said, "That's just self-deception."
Han Hui did not mention this matter, but instead mentioned Yu Zhen's father, Yu De, the censor of Youqiandu, and said with emotion: "Uncle Yu Shi went south to handle important cases, and I don't know what's going on in the south."
When it came to rectifying the salt affairs, Jia Heng's face paused slightly and he said in a deep voice: "The wind and waves are high in the south, and there was a lot of trouble a year ago. Not long ago, there was a break for the New Year. After this year, I think the trouble will start again.
Already."
Han Hui nodded and said: "Isn't it true that the capital city is like this? The capital police are about to come, and I don't know how much trouble there will be."
When Jia Heng heard this, his heart moved and he looked at Han Hui closely, but Han Hui didn't say anything else. He just smiled, looked up at the sky, and said: "Zi Yu, it's getting late, I'll go first."
gone back."
Jia Heng frowned, feeling somewhat enlightened.
The plan for Beijing to investigate was probably Han Huang's idea. This can be regarded as an early warning.
After bidding farewell to Han Hui, Jia Heng took the imperial edict and prepared to go to the inner study. Just as he reached the eaves of the corridor, he saw a girl wearing a emerald-colored coat and skirt and a bun, walking towards her with a few small freckles.
There was a smile on his face.
Yuanyang smiled and said: "The old lady said that after the uncle receives the imperial edict, he can go to Tianxiang Tower to talk."
Jia Heng nodded towards Yuanyang and said, "I'll go there after I put the imperial edict away."
When the imperial edict is used to worship ancestors, they are enshrined to comfort the ancestors. They are usually cared for by dedicated personnel to prevent insect infestation and ant erosion.
Yuanyang responded softly, pursed her lips, and said with a smile: "Let me help you."
Jia Heng said softly: "That's not necessary, I can do it myself."
The smile on Yuanyang's pretty duck-egg face faltered, and she watched the young man enter the inner study with a gloomy expression.
Jia Heng entered the inner room, bypassed a mountain and river screen, locked the imperial edict into a wooden cabinet, turned back, looked at Yuanyang, smiled and said: "Let's go."
However, Yuanyang's heart skipped a beat when he was laughed at by the young man across from him. With his eyebrows lowered, he walked side by side along the corridor and returned to Tianxiang Tower.
At this moment, Tianxiang Tower was still enveloped in a cheerful atmosphere. Mother Jia, Sister Feng and others were chatting and laughing while waiting for the decision to be promoted to a noble title in the front yard.
Seeing Jia Heng coming over, Sister Feng's gorgeous face had a smile on her face, and she deliberately called out in a playful way: "Old Ancestor, the Lord is back."
Jia Heng didn't pay attention to Sister Feng's joke. He looked at Jia Mu, called out to her, and then sat down.
All the female relatives in Tianxiang Tower stopped talking and laughing, and all looked at the young man. Although they did not see that he had the imperial edict with him, the joy on their faces did not diminish.
Jia Mu smiled and asked: "Brother Heng, have you received the palace's decree?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "The imperial edict has been received."
Jia Mu smiled and said: "You have been promoted to a first-class male. This is a big deal. We have to open an ancestral hall to comfort our ancestors and make them happy."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Maybe today and tomorrow won't happen, let's just the day after tomorrow."
Sister Feng said with a smile: "Brother Heng, you just told the old lady that you would sing a half-moon opera and keep it lively until the Lantern Festival."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "Sister-in-law Feng and Ke Qing, you two can decide. But if Sister-in-law Feng likes to listen to opera, she can go south and buy a theater troupe."
Sister Feng: "..."
Everyone didn't know why, but they felt like laughing while listening to the conversation between the two.
On Baochai Lirui's face, her apricot eyes were as full as water as she looked at the young man, and a smile couldn't help but curl up at the corner of her mouth.
However, Sister Feng did not take the joke to heart. Her eyes lit up and she said: "Brother Heng is still thoughtful. Later I will ask people to buy a theater troupe from Nan Province. Let's also listen to Kun Opera and Wu Nong's soft words.
This is considered a local accent."
Jia Mu sighed: "How many years have passed and I haven't gone back to Jinling."
Everyone was talking happily.
At this time, Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes were slightly rippling. Seeing the tired look between Jia Heng's eyebrows, she said with concern: "If my husband is sleepy, you might as well go back and rest first."
As soon as these words came out, Tan Chun and others looked up and saw Jia Heng's face looking tired, and they all tried to persuade him.
Baochai couldn't help but glance at Qin Keqing, her almond-shaped eyes looked gloomy, and she sighed quietly in her heart.
Jia Mu said: "I got up early in the morning before dawn, there was a military parade, and I was dealing with the emperor in the palace. Brother Heng must be exhausted by now, so it is only right to go and catch up on some sleep."
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At the end of the day, I felt a little guilty, just thinking about being happy and asking people to keep coming here to toss.
Jia Heng put down the teacup, smiled lightly, and said: "Actually, it's okay, but it's better to take a nap. I have to go to the Beijing camp for inspection later, and I might have to stay in the Beijing camp tonight, but I won't be delayed tomorrow."
Guining."
At the end of the sentence, I glanced at Qin Keqing.
Fortunately, Qin Keqing only looked concerned and didn't believe it.
According to tradition, the bride will return to her parents' home on the second day of the Lunar New Year. She will go to her father-in-law tomorrow, as she promised Qin Keqing.
After saying that, with the persuasion of Jia Mu and others, he no longer persisted and left Tianxiang Tower.