After taking a bath, Luo Hong, who looked sloppy in the prison, returned to the hall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 At this time, he changed into a light blue Confucian shirt and a Tang scarf on his head, and his complexion became much better.

Luo Hong saluted the mountain chief Zhang Anbo, He staff, Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang and others, "Let all the gentlemen run for me, macro is sensitive." ”

"You don't have to be like that, sir!" Jia Huan, Pang Ze and others are all return gifts.

Zhang Anbo smiled and nodded, "Just come out." Then he commanded a feast. Zhang Chengjian went to the kitchen to inform. The kitchen that has been prepared long ago is served immediately. At this time, the sunset is all over the sky, and the faint twilight floats between the sky and the earth.

Candles were lit in the hall. The people of Wendao Academy gathered here and chatted about the situation of not coming, and the atmosphere was lively.

Gongsun Liang, who was dressed in a white shirt and had an outstanding character, was persuading Jia Huan to study carefully in the academy, "Senior Brother Jia, you have a lot of trivial matters in the capital, so it is more appropriate to go back to the academy to study." A few years have passed in an instant. ”

Gongsun Liang likes the atmosphere of reading and enjoys the fun of swimming in the sea of books and knowledge.

Jia Huan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, I haven't finished my trivial matters yet. "Senior brother is a good intention. But his business is not done yet. You can't leave Jia for the time being.

Jia Huan has now maximized his power as a lifter in Jiafu, and his status cannot be promoted. He originally planned to start his business plan and start making money.

The purpose of making money: First of all, having a large amount of capital and silver can improve your strength. I believe everyone understands the magic and role of money.

Second, enjoy life. Although life in Jiafu is very affluent, as a person in the 21st century with great material abundance, there is still a lot of room for improvement. Jia Huan didn't intend to suffer himself.

It's just that there is a situation here. He temporarily suspended the business plan and came over to help. The mountain chief is one of the foundations on which he stands. If the mountain chief loses his position, I believe that Wang Ziteng and Mrs. Wang will not be so polite to him.

Now that the mountain chief has successfully escaped and his position is secure, he can go about his own business.

First, sell the honeycomb coal that Jia Lian is responsible for to the palace.

In this matter, he originally planned to try his hand at it, practice his hands, make a little money, and unite Jia Lian. However, Mr. Long Jiang said that he owed him a favor. He now has a plan for the first step of his business plan.

It's just that after agreeing to Jia Lian's matter, it still has to be dealt with first.

Second, before concentrating on studying, he had to find a way to finalize his marriage to Sister Bao. Two or three years is too variable. Don't forget, Jia Yuanchun will be a concubine in the autumn and winter of this year. Baoyu's competitiveness is still very large.

Of course, if he decided to marry Sister Bao, he asked Xue Pan's stupid overlord to beat it well. can't let him "pit his brother-in-law" in the future. Xiangling's tragedy, he was going to reach out to help. However, because Wang Ziteng had warned him, he had not yet found a chance to beat Xue Pan.

Third, go to Jiangnan to operate the back road: apply for a fake identity, buy land, buy industries, etc.

This year is already the eleventh year of Yongzhi, and it is not far from the time when Jiafu will fall. It is expected that there are only five or six years left. Although he decided to stay in Jiafu and try to change this trajectory, he must stay behind. Defeat before victory. Just in case.

The thought in Jia Huan's mind flashed, but he remembered one thing, got up and toasted Luo Jiaolang, and said, "I don't know what Mr. Luo's plans are in the near future?" ”

At today's banquet, three tables of eight immortals were set up. Luo Hong sat at the main table, not at the same table as Jia Huan, and when he saw Jia Huan coming over to toast, he sighed with emotion and said disheartenedly: "I want to return to my hometown to live idle." ”

Luo Hong himself is often a native of Wanping County. He is a gifted student in the county school, and after this experience, it is estimated that the qualifications of this endowment will be gone.

The words "return home and live idle" are somewhat poignant.

Jia Huan invited: "My family lacks a good teacher to sit in the hall, I don't know if Mr. Luo is intentional?" Now it's Yuruo who is in charge for me. ”

Luo Hong hesitated. Now that he has heard about the Academy, he has no face to go back. And it is useless to go to the county school to study. Now the level of the school is very low. Scholars who have connections and connections basically do not go to the county to study. And as a showman, you need to make a living. "Poor talent" is not just talking.

Zhang Anbo said with a smile: "Why didn't Shiyuan agree to come down?" ”

Looking at Jia Huan, he felt incredible that Jia Huan could rescue Luo Hong. It seems that he decided to regard Jia Huan as the successor of his officialdom resources, which was the right choice.

Luo Hong nodded, "Xie Ziyu is beautiful." ”

Jia Huan smiled: "I want Mr. Xie to help me with this." ”

He saved Mr. Luo because Mr. Luo had taught him the Book of Poetry. Unexpectedly, the matter of the tutor was settled. With Mr. Luo's level, there is no problem in teaching the children of the Jia family.

For a while, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Master Zuo and Master Tian at the next table were laughing and drinking. Master Zuo said: "Ziyu was able to rescue Luo Shiyuan, this is the talent of Jiuqing." What does Brother Tian think? ”

Jiuqing's statement existed in the Shang Dynasty, and the successive dynasties continued to change. The nine secretaries of the dynasty refer to: the six Shangshu, the imperial envoy of the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the temple secretary of the Dali Temple, and the political envoy of the General Political Division.

Master Tian was in his forties, and sighed with a smile: "Whether it is Jiuqing or not, it depends on Ziyu's future examination results." However, thinking of his ignorance of officialdom when he was in Zunhua, this progress is really fast! ”

Master Zuo also smiled and nodded. Truly. Dong Weng was deeply involved in the turmoil this time, and Jia Ziyu made rapid progress in officialdom and tactics.

At the beginning, when the strategy of using public opinion to fight back and force the court and the emperor was decided, they also needed to remind the details before they could implement it. And to rescue Luo Hong, he is completely independent.

Jia Huan returned to his seat after toasting and drank with his classmates.

Wei Yang couldn't help laughing, "Ziyu kills two birds with one stone." He also reminded Jia Huan a few days ago to quickly solve the problem of the tutor. I didn't expect it to fall on Luo Jiaolang.

Qiao Rusong also laughed, "With Mr. Luo sitting in the hall, I will return to the academy with Wen Yue and Changwen in two days." ”

Jia Huan thanks. He didn't know what the two old officialdom aides, Zuo and Tian, thought of him. In fact, the core is his understanding and grasp of human nature and people's hearts.

When the mountain chief came back to participate in the questioning of the Wuying Palace, he had his first glimpse of the officialdom. At that time, I was eager to test it.

After experiencing this turmoil, I do feel that the "skill proficiency" of officialdom has risen sharply.

…

On 15 May, the Criminal Department released Luo Hong and Liu Guoshan after beating them up. The rest of the teachers and students were also released.

And Han Jin, Xu Xiucai and other four people in Guozi Prison were also released after being beaten on the board. However, the release of the prisoners was a little slower. After these days, more than 10 people have been censored in the Guozi Prison.

The people of the three divisions have been evacuated. The censors were Liu Jiancheng and the jailers of Guozijian.

In Mr. Longjiang's mansion in the east of the city, Mr. Longjiang entertained Han Jin for a banquet. There are several fine wines and delicacies, and there are songs and dances in the hall.

Mr. Long Jiang was in his early forties, handsome and gorgeously dressed, raised his glass and drank with Han Xiucai, and said earnestly: "Zihuan now knows that the major affairs of the court and politics are not children's games, right?" ”

Han Jin has a Chinese face, twenty-six or seventeen years old, and the expression on his face is depressed. The wine is in the throat, and the heart is bitter. Nodding.

Willing to gamble and lose.

The Donglin Party was almost completely wiped out this time. If you want to make a comeback, I don't know what year or month. And his personal future is gone. Will not be able to test. Wait another three years, can you win?

Mr. Long Jiang sighed and said, "What is Zihuan's next plan?" ”

Han Jin smiled bitterly, "I want to leave Beijing and return to my hometown." "Guozijian will definitely remove him from the list subsequently.

Looking at Han Zihuan's appearance that he had lost his spirit, Mr. Long Jiang shook his head and said, "It's okay." Returned to his hometown to live for a few years. Jia Ziyu has contributed a lot to the rescue of you this time, and before you leave Beijing, you can go and thank him. ”

Han Jin hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you seniors for your kindness." Forget it. ”

Mr. Long Jiang sighed. He was very clear about Han Jin's actions. But it's not that dark.

Han Jin had the intention of being loyal to Donglin, but he did not have the intention of harming Jia Huan. It's just that the way of handling things is too straightforward. If it were a little softer, such as a notice afterwards, it wouldn't have been like this.

It's still Han Jin's personality problem.

…

In the middle of the summer night, there was a sudden rainstorm. Crackling raindrops fell on the ground. "Boom" rolling thunder exploded in the air. The power is amazing.

In the hall of the Guozijian rope, the lights are flickering and obscure.

More than a dozen inmates are held in two separate cells. In one room are the three leading prisoners who are holding on to death and do not write a confession to the court. On one side were ten prisoners. Someone whispered.

"Liu Jiancheng, this god is still locked up in labor and management. I must have been thinking about my shop at home. ”

"The surname is Wang, what you said is very good! Now Han Xiucai has confessed and begged for mercy. What are you going to do? ”

"Hmph, isn't it just to be deprived of fame and exiled for three thousand miles? I admit it! The prisoner surnamed Wang, who grew up a little dark and of medium height, stood up proudly to answer the questions in the prison next door. Suddenly, the man fell backwards to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

The two inmates in the same prison hurriedly went over to check, and when they looked at their breathing, their hearts were half cold, "Come on, Wang Hanxue is dead." ”

The inmates in the next prison were also in an uproar. Desperately banging on the iron cell door. But no one responded. At this time, a prisoner who was crying by Wang Hanxue's corpse suddenly collapsed.

Fear, with the shadow of death whistling. It's especially eerie on a thunderstorm night. The inmates' shouting, crying, and cries for help in the middle of the night were in vain. No one responded.

It was not until the next morning that the news of the poisoning of seven people in Guozi Prison did not spread. Among them, the three prisoners who were originally prepared to be severely punished by the imperial court were all killed, and the other four prisoners died unexpectedly.

When it came to the prisoners who traveled before, Guozijian did not dare to hide it and quickly reported it. Immediately, the news spread throughout the imperial court and the capital.

…

On the night of the thunderstorm last night, Jia Huan slept until he woke up naturally, and at noon he had lunch with Gongsun Liang, Luo Junzi, Qiao Rusong, Pang Ze and others in the Xishi Building, and chatted and talked in the outer study of Mochizuki in the afternoon. chatting about the academy and chatting about Xianheng Commercial Bank.

Luo Jiaolang had to go back to his hometown first, and only after two days did he come to the Jia family's clan study hall.

When Jia Huan was about to leave his friends for dinner together, Master Zuo hurried over, "Ziyu, something happened." Seven prisoners died. ”

Luo Junzi frowned slightly.

Gongsun Liang didn't know why, and said, "What's going on?" "What does the accident of Guozijian have to do with the people of the academy?

Master Zuo paused and explained: "Although the punishment of the prison case has been set, the procedures for closing the case in the imperial court have not yet been completed, and Dong Weng is still responsible for this matter. "At least, a charge of negligence. Now I'm dissatisfied with Dong Weng. If something happens at this time, isn't it a handle?

Jia Huan's face was ugly. He really wanted to scold his mother. (To be continued.) )