The Red Mansions

Chapter 391

Chapter 391

Ningguo Mansion, Flower Hall

Wang Yi, the son of Wang Ziteng, sat on the golden nanmu chair, and did not touch the teacup on the small table, with an indifferent expression on his face, somewhat humiliated in his heart.

He was thinking about how to talk to the head of the Jia family later.

At this moment, I heard the voice of the servant from the front yard, "Master, an angel has come to the palace."

Wang Yi was startled when he heard the words, he got up, looked out, his face changed, and he thought, "I guess it's the palace's decree to be promoted."

Thinking of the young man who was a round younger than himself, who would accept the promotion in the palace later, deep in Wang Yi's heart was a mixture of resentment and jealousy, which ignited ragingly.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing negative emotions, wondering if I want to hide?

Just thinking about it, I have nothing to hide here, so I sat down again.

On this side, Jia Heng saw Dai Quan in the Daming Palace at the gate of ceremonies, ordered people to set up the incense table, received the imperial edict, and got up.

Dai Quan put together the imperial decree and silk, looked at the young man opposite, the wrinkles on his fair and beardless face seemed to open a chrysanthemum with a smile, and said: "Jia Ziyu, congratulations, at this age, he is a duke and duke relying on the shadow of his ancestors." , Our family has seen many, but it is the first time that our family has seen him in these years, such as Ziyu, who has accumulated a title through meritorious service."

Noble titles are also different from noble titles. Those meritorious children who have succeeded their father and ancestors and ascended to high positions are not as important in the heart of the emperor as the boy who is only a first-class baron in front of him.

Jia Heng took the imperial decree with both hands, held it up with one hand, and invited with the other: "Grandpa Dai is very praised, please come into the living room to have a cup of tea and have a rest."

Dai Quan smiled, said "please", and followed Jia Heng into the flower hall.

When the two entered the living room, Dai Quan paused, looked at Wang Yi who was sitting on the nanmu chair, looked surprised, turned to look at 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 Jingying Jiedu envoy, has met Eunuch Dai."

Jia Heng frowned, but didn't speak, he wanted to see what Wang Yi would do.

Dai Quan smiled, and suddenly said: "It turns out that he is the son of Wang Ziteng. Our family said that he looks familiar."

Wang Ziteng reorganized the Beijing camp, which caused great chaos, which almost caused the capital city of Shenyang to suffer from military chaos. 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 now at home.

Dai Quan looked Wang Yi up and down again, and asked with a smile, "Are you visiting Jia Ziyu?"

Wang Yi responded, and then looked at Jia Heng, with a smile on his face: "Isn't this the first day of junior high school today? Come and see Brother Heng."

Hearing Wang Yi's familiar address, Jia Heng's eyes darkened, and he said, "Brother Wang, sit down."

Reach out without hitting the smiling face, and in front of Dai Quan, so of course you don't need to be too eager.

In fact, as the situation changes, he will adjust his attitude towards the Wang family in due course.

Previously, after leaving the palace in Yuanchun, Wang Ziteng, the former envoy of the Beijing camp, had already lost the opportunity to "enter the cabinet as a prime minister and assistant minister" as in the original book.

When the Beijing camp was in turmoil, the Wang family completely declined and could only linger on.

Afterwards, he would neither intentionally snipe, so as not to be blamed, nor would the Jia and Wang families be as close as before.

This was not only due to Wang Ziteng's doubts about his ability or character, but also because the Wang family was disobedient.

A disobedient ally is like a bomb that explodes from time to time.

Seeing the conversation between the two, Dai Quan's eyes moved slightly, but he also tasted it.

The four families of King Xue of Jia Shi are in-laws with each other, and they share honor and disgrace.

Now that the descendants of the Jia family are striving for success, and Jia Ziyu is born, it is no wonder that the Wang family has no ties.

Because Wang Yi was at the side, Dai Quan and Jia Heng didn't have much to say, they exchanged a few words casually, drank a cup of tea, said they would return to the palace to return to life, and left their seats to say goodbye.

Jia Heng sent Dai Quan all the way to the gate of the Ning Mansion, slipped the 1 taels of silver notes he had prepared, and then returned to the hall.It can be said that the maintenance of interpersonal relationships can never wait until the crisis is imminent before asking for help.

Wang Yi was still waiting, and when he saw Jia Heng coming back, he stood up with a bit of unnaturalness on his face.

Jia Heng took a look at Wang Yi, without going around in circles, and asked, "Brother Wang, is it my intention to come this time, or your father's intention?"

Wang Yi was preparing how to speak, when he heard the question, his expression changed, he didn't know how to answer for a moment, thought for a while, and replied: "It's what my father meant, our two families are old relatives, so we should walk around more during the Chinese New Year. "

At this moment, facing those scrutinizing eyes, Wang Yi felt a fear that he didn't want to admit.

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay, I understand, if the brothers of the Wang family have nothing else to do, you can go back first."

It's not surprising that Wang Ziteng bowed his head to him to admit defeat, but Wang Yi just came to show his attitude. It is obviously not qualified to talk about something on behalf of Wang Ziteng.

Now his attitude is that the gift is accepted, the person has also met, and the neither cold nor indifferent attitude has been passed on.

Although it is not advisable to use the Wang family as a political ally, if it is just a one-time or two-time political transaction, it is not impossible.

Wang Yi's face was ugly, and he opened his mouth. Obviously, he was sent out at random by the other party like a fly. He felt humiliated in his heart. Knowing that the situation was stronger than others, he could only suppress his resentment and bid farewell.

At this time, the servants from outside came to report that Nan'an County King, Beijing King, Shan Guo Gong, Zhi Guo Gong, Qi Guo Gong, Baoling Hou Shi Nai, Zhong Jing Hou Shi Nai, and several housekeepers sent their housekeepers to come to congratulate them.

In addition, the generals of the Jingying Department sent home stewards to give gifts to congratulate them. If Jia Heng hadn't said in advance that he didn't like all the generals of the Beijing Camp to come to congratulate, I'm afraid the threshold of Ningguo Mansion would be broken.

Without him, it's too ostentatious.

But even if this is the case, compared to Jia Heng who was awarded the title of third-class general and later promoted to first-class general, the four kings and eight princes did not come to congratulate him, and it is really the moment when the guests are full of guests.

Jia Heng put down the teacup and ordered Jiao Daxian to receive him. He was about to get up and go to the backyard when he heard a servant come to report that a young man surnamed Han came to congratulate him with a congratulatory gift.

With that said, he handed over the name badge.

Jia Heng put the imperial decree in the cabinet, took a look at it, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Han Hui."

His face couldn't help showing thought.

"Han Huang allowed his son to visit the mansion at this time, and his meaning is self-evident."

After yesterday's impeachment of Yang Guochang, the "overthrow of Yang" political battle has quietly kicked off. As he expected, Han Huang, the second assistant to the cabinet, began to be unable to sit still.

"It's just that this person is deep-minded and scheming, so we need to beware of being tricked by him."

From the heart, he didn't want Han Huang to take over as the chief assistant of the cabinet.

He is very clear about the virtues of the southeast gentry, especially after he took charge of Jinyiwei, his understanding of the Zhejiang Party has become more and more in-depth.

Today's Chen Han, more than ever, needs to support the world with the finances and taxes of the three southeastern provinces, so the results of the Rongzhe Party's governance are 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-use of Yang Guochang and other Qi party is to use the northern scholars to fight the southern scholars. This is also the deepest logic of political operation since Chen Han founded the country.

Back then, Emperor Taizu of Chen Han tried his best to move the capital of the country from Jinling City, which was full of flowers and flowers, to Chang'an, which had this meaning.

Thinking deeply, Jia Heng's face was gloomy. Today, he has been able to clear the fog of the three parties in the court and point directly to the core.

"When the Military Aircraft Department is established, if there is no accident, I will definitely join the Military Aircraft Department. However, the Military Aircraft Department will take care of the border affairs and cannot do without the support of the cabinet. But Han Huang, after being promoted to the chief assistant, will he open his eyes for the southeast gentry? There is no doubt that there is no class that betrays a class."

He could almost foresee that once Han Huang became the chief assistant, if there was a rift with him in the future, he would be more difficult than Yang Guochang.

Chocolatey shit, shitty chocolate, it's a matter of choice.

"I think the emperor has been thinking about this issue recently."

Jia Heng's thoughts changed, and he ordered his servants to bring him to meet him, then he went out of the flower hall and saw Han Hui under the eaves.

The son of the second minister of the cabinet, tall and tall, with a refined temperament, wearing a scholar's square scarf and a blue and white cotton robe, with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and congratulated: "Zi Yu, congratulations."

Jia Heng smiled and invited: "The gust of wind brought Zi Sheng over, please hurry up."

With that said, Han Hui was introduced into the flower hall, and the two sat down as guests and hosts, and had a good talk.

Jia Heng asked, "Brother Zisheng, what have you been up to lately?"

Han Hui smiled and said, "I'm not busy with anything else, I'm preparing for next year's spring."

Han Hui is a famous scholar, and now he is studying in the Imperial College.

As he said that, Han Hui looked at Jia Heng, smiled, and asked, "Speaking of which, if Zi Yu wins the provincial competition in the autumn this year, he will be sure to win in the spring next year."

Jia Heng couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Zisheng, it's too high of me to be named on the gold list in one go."

Han Hui said with a smile: "Ziyu's "Pingluce" has clear words and can be passed down from generation to generation. There are also those two lines of poems, although they are only two lines, but they have the heroic responsibility of no one else."

After a day of fermentation, or fueled by someone with a heart, yesterday’s New Year’s Eve, the details of the Hall of Xihe were disclosed by the officials of Chaohe, from "Ping Lu Ce" to two poems, and five questions Yang Guochang It spread all over Shenjing, and it caused a lot of discussion in the Imperial College.

As for Yang Guochang's "faint and old" image, which was so dumbfounded by Jia Heng's question, and he couldn't be right, it was deliberately displayed by some caring people, which made many people ridicule.

If it wasn't for the new year, the Secretary of General Administration would already be full of bullets and turbulent public opinion. It can be said that there are undercurrents surging in the city of Shenjing at this moment, and they are all staring at the cabinet.

Jia Heng said: "But the imperial examination does not test policy theory, but the study of classics and righteousness, stereotyped art, which is not my specialty, and I don't know if I can pass it or not."

Han Hui thought for a while, with a strange expression on his face, and said: "It's just that although Wu Xun can't help the scientific examination, it can be said that Ziyu is now famous. If he participates in the imperial examination, I'm afraid it will attract some criticism."

Chen Han did not forbid the sons and daughters of honorable nobles to take part in the imperial examinations. At the beginning, Jia Jing from Ningguo Mansion took part in the imperial examinations as a nobleman, won the Jinshi, and was named on the gold list.

But Jia Jing did not come out to be an official at the beginning, and he was not as famous as Jia Heng is now.

Jia Heng thought for a while, his face paused, and he pondered for a while.

Even now, he has to admit that it is not suitable for him to take the imperial examination again. It is not a matter of title, but a matter of fame.

The imperial court has just impeached the chief assistant from the first-rank official and the maker of the national defense strategy, and then went to participate in the imperial examination?

For example, this style of painting, the state affairs meeting was held at one moment, and the next day said I was going to take the national exam?

The entire civil servant group was in disarray.

Are you here to make trouble?

Or, why don't you come and be the deputy chief examiner of the general examination?

For example, in the original book, Jia Zheng was designated by the emperor as a student of politics, but Jia Zheng was not even a scholar.

Han Hui smiled and said: "Nowadays in the capital, from the cabinet minister to the trafficker and pawn, who doesn't know Ziyu's name?" In this restaurant and teahouse, if Ziyu takes part in the imperial examination, not to mention causing a great commotion, it will also attract sideways glances."

It's okay to pass the exam, at most gossip, if you don't pass the exam, it will be treated as a joke.

Jia Heng pondered for a while, but he also felt that it was a problem, and sighed: "The sun and the moon are long in the snow and cold window, and Zhang Zhang's colorful papers are written with beautiful chapters. Once they are named Donghuamen, they are not in vain. Young and good people, Zisheng knows that." , if I have a choice, I still want to study and pass the imperial examination.”

Han Hui paused slightly, seeing the loss on the young man's face, an indescribable strangeness surged in his heart.

how to say?

If the people of future generations are here, they may give birth to Dong, who doesn't know his wife and beauty, regrets creating Ali Jackma, Peking University is okay and Sa Beining... still want to take the imperial examination Jia Ziyu?

Han Hui thought for a while, and said, "If that Zi Yu is persistent in studying for fame, the Holy Majesty can bestow him with a Jinshi background. This was also the case in the past."

Jia Heng shook his head and said, "That's self-deception."

Han Hui didn't mention this matter, but instead mentioned Yu Zhen's father, Yu De, the imperial censor of Youqin, and said with emotion: "Uncle Yu Shi went south to handle important cases, and I don't know what's going on with the son in the south."

When it comes to rectifying the salt affairs, Jia Heng's expression paused, and he said in a deep voice: "It's windy and rough in the south, and it was quite violent a year ago. Not long ago, it stopped for a while during the Chinese New Year. After this year, I think there will be another storm. gone."

Han Hui nodded, and said, "Isn't it the case in the capital? The Beijing inspection is just around the corner, and I don't know how much trouble there will be."

When Jia Heng heard this, his heart moved, and he looked closely at Han Hui, but Han Hui didn't say anything, just smiled, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said: "Zi Yu, it's getting late, I'll go first gone back."

Jia Heng frowned, feeling somewhat clear.

The grand plan of Jingcha is probably the trick that Han Huang came up with, and this can be regarded as a way to ventilate in advance.

Saying goodbye to Han Hui, Jia Heng took the imperial decree and was about to go to the inner study. Just as he walked to the eaves of the corridor, he saw a young girl in a green skirt and a bun, walking slowly, with a few duck eggs with small freckles. There was a smile on his face.

Yuanyang smiled and said: "The old lady said, when the uncle receives the imperial edict, you can go to Tianxiang Tower to talk."

Jia Heng nodded towards Yuanyang, and said: "I will go there after I put the imperial decree in place."

When the imperial decree is removed from offering sacrifices to the ancestors, they are enshrined to comfort the ancestors, and there are special personnel to take care of them at ordinary times to prevent insects and ants from eating.

Yuanyang responded softly, pursed her cherry lips, and said with a smile: "Let me help the uncle."

Jia Heng said softly: "That's not necessary, I'll do it myself."

The smile faltered on Yuanyang's beautiful duck face, and he watched the young man enter the inner study with a gloomy expression.

Jia Heng entered the room, walked around a mountain and river screen, locked the imperial decree in a wooden cabinet, turned back, looked at the mandarin duck, smiled and said: "Let's go."

The mandarin ducks were laughed at by the young man opposite, their hearts were jumping, their eyebrows were lowered, and they lined up, along the Chaoshou veranda, back to Tianxiang Tower.

At this moment, Tianxiang Tower was still shrouded in an atmosphere of elation. Jiamu, Sister Feng and the others were chatting and laughing while waiting for the confirmation of the decree of being promoted in the front yard.

Seeing Jia Heng approaching, Sister Feng's beautiful face had a smile on her face, and she deliberately called out for fun: "Old Ancestor, Your Excellency is back."

Jia Heng ignored Sister Feng's joke, looked at Mother Jia, called out, and sat down.

All the female relatives in Tianxiang Tower stopped talking and laughing one after another, and looked at the young man together. Although they didn't see the imperial decree with them, their faces remained joyful.

Jia Mu asked with a smile, "Brother Heng, have you received the order from the palace?"

Jia Heng nodded and said: "The imperial decree has been received."

Jia Mu laughed and said, "It's a big deal for you to be promoted to first-class male. You have to open an ancestral hall to comfort your ancestors and make them happy too."

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said: "Today and tomorrow may not be possible, the day after tomorrow."

Sister Feng said with a smile: "Brother Heng, just now I told the old lady that the opera will be sung for half a month, and it will be lively until Lantern Festival."

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then said: "Sister-in-law Feng and Keqing, you two can decide, but if sister-in-law Feng likes to listen to opera, you can go south and buy a theater troupe."

Sister Feng: "..."

For some reason, everyone wanted to laugh when they heard the conversation between the two.

On Baochai Lirui's face, her apricot eyes were full of water, looking at the young man, and the corner of her mouth could not help but smile.

But Sister Feng didn't take the joke to heart, her eyes lit up, and she said: "Brother Heng is still thoughtful. Later, I will order someone to buy a theater troupe from Nan Province. Let's also listen to Kunqiang and Wu Nong's soft words. It's a country accent."

Jia Mu said with emotion: "It's been so many years, I haven't gone back to Jinling."

Everyone was talking happily.

At this time, Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes were soft and slightly rippling, and 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, Tanchun and the others raised their heads and saw Jia Heng's tired face, and they all tried to persuade him.

Baochai couldn't help but glanced at Qin Keqing, her apricot eyes were gloomy, and she sighed inwardly.

Jia Mu said: "I got up early in the morning before dawn, and there was a military parade, and I was dealing with the emperor Lao Tzu in the palace. Brother Heng must be exhausted right now, so it is reasonable to catch up on sleep. "

In the end, I also blamed myself a bit, and I just wanted to be happy, calling people to come here to toss.

Jia Heng put down the teacup, smiled lightly, and said: "Actually, it's okay, but it's good to sleep, and I will go to the Beijing camp to inspect later in the evening, maybe I will stay in the Beijing camp at night, but tomorrow will not be delayed. Gui Ning."

At the end, he glanced at Qin Keqing.

Fortunately, Qin Keqing only showed concern and didn't believe it.

According to the usual practice, the bride would go back to her natal home in Guining on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and Qin Keqing had also promised to go to her father-in-law's place tomorrow.

After speaking, under the persuasion of Jia Mu and others, he no longer persisted and left Tianxiang Tower.

(End of this chapter)