After Jia Huan returned home, the days of mid-September passed in an instant. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the boom of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing gradually subsided. The figure and proportion of sergeants in hotels, restaurants, bookstores, and street sergeants have decreased significantly. Although the carnival of the people of the new imperial examination is not over yet. But everyone is starting to focus on their own things.

Shilin is concerned about the actions of Fang Wang, the grandmaster of the Chinese altar, and has recently held a literary meeting in Jingshizhong. Grandmaster Fang intends to reform the bad habits of Shilin's writings. The lives of ordinary people continue in peace and hardship, caring about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Craftsmen and merchants are busy with goods and trade during the autumn harvest season. Outside the Chongwen Gate, the world's goods gather. The construction team of the brick kiln in Dongzhuang Town became famous at the same time. The disciples of the academy are studying hard. Prepare for the children's test for the eleventh year of Yongzhi next year.

The court is paying attention to a major event. Yu Wenrui, the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, wrote to the imperial court after the autumn season, and Li Gaotang, a scholar of the Southern Study, connived at the domestic slaves to manipulate the price of grain, causing the price of grain to fall before and after the autumn harvest, which harmed the livelihood of the small people.

This piece is gorgeously written. There are two general points, first, the small people have no harvest from farming for a year, which will inevitably damage the reputation of the emperor. Second, Li University's character and morality are very problematic, and it is recommended that the imperial court strictly investigate.

The government and the opposition have paid close attention to this matter. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are many insiders in this matter. The Seven Grades Imperial History dares to impeach the scholars, and the ministers must have something to rely on, and it is by no means a simple fame.

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Zunhua, after the governor of Shuntian, Zhang Anbo happily entertained the new imperial examination from the capital, his disciple Gongsun Liang, in the study. Pang Ze and several lecturers from the original academy accompanied. Bursts of laughter.

In the afternoon, the windows are bright. Everyone sat casually in their chairs. Pang Ze, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at the high-spirited senior brother, and felt a little sad in his heart. He and his senior brother took the township exam at the same time, but failed to win.

Zhang Anbo, a generous elder in his sixties, dressed in a regular suit, twisted his beard and smiled, happy that his disciples had made some achievements in the field, and asked, "What are the plans of Ziyu and Changwen?" ”

Gongsun Liang was dressed in a spiritual blue shirt, and told Jia Huan about his return to his home and Luo Xiangyang's homecoming, "Teacher, after Changwen stays in his hometown for a while, he will return to the academy to teach and read. He intends to participate in next year's Spring Festival.

I have that idea too. However, Ziyu does not plan to participate in the Spring Festival. He said he wanted to go on a study tour to Jiangnan. See the customs of Jiangnan. On that day, Pang Shiyuan was also there. His ancestral home is Jinling, so it is not surprising that he has such thoughts. ”

Pang Ze nodded. In July, the students of Wendao Academy went to Baihua Mountain for an autumn outing, and talked about this topic in the Dragon King Temple on the mountain.

A lecturer from the former academy, a staff member in his thirties, smiled and said, "Mountain Chief, Jiayu Village, the prefect of Jinling, and Jiafu are connected. Ziyu went to Jinling, and someone took care of him. ”

Zhang Anbo waved his hand and said, "Going to Jiangnan to study is playing the piano indiscriminately." Waste time and waste your studies. The level of learning in the north is no worse than that in the south. I will write a letter to Ziyu. Ziyu is right not to participate in next year's Spring Festival. He is too young, and it is best to wait for three years to take a subject. But time cannot be wasted. ”

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On September 18, after worshipping his ancestors in Ningguo Mansion, Jia Huan lived in his residence in the northeast corner of Jiafu for a few days, relaxed and comfortable.

This is one of the few times he has had to relax since he read his book. Every day, I draw and play chess with the maid. Eat, exercise, read idle books, and ligatures.

In the afternoon, the autumn rain continued. Courtyards, corridors, gardens, houses, and corridors are all soaked in the autumn rain. Tanchun brought her eldest maid and Cuimo to see Jia Huan.

The wet oiled paper fan was brought to the maids and placed in the eaves. Tanchun untied the cloak stained with autumn rain, followed Ruyi who came out, and entered the bright room, where he saw Jia Huan and Qingwen sitting on the soft couch laughing and talking. In front of the soft couch, there are melon seeds, fruit plates, and tea.

Qingwen was wearing a light pink shirt, combing a girl's bun, pretty and charming, her big eyes squinted when she smiled, and she leaned on the pillow, "Third master, I'm not afraid." You'd better tell the story of the shoulder tapped on the back. ”

Jia Huan is telling Qingwen ghost stories to scare her. Like a ghost blowing a lamp and a tomb robbery note, there are still some scary passages in it. It's much more intimidating than chatting. However, the ghost story in broad daylight will not be scary, just to tease Qingwen.

Tanchun couldn't help but smile and shake his head. She has been thinking and scrutinizing repeatedly these days, but the third brother of the initiator is still in the mood, idle and stubborn. She came from Jia's mansion and came in the backyard of Jia Huan's side.

Jia Huan saw that Tanchun was coming, so he got up and greeted, "The third sister is here." Qingwen and Tanchun met and went to help Ruyi serve tea and pour water. In the small hall outside, I heard the laughter of the waiter and Cuimo making fun of Qingwen.

Tanchun was wearing a mint-colored thin jacket, with a beautiful appearance, and nodded with a smile, "It's raining, come and talk to you." ”

Jia Huan understood as soon as he heard it, and after a few words of gossip, he wanted to invite Tanchun to his study to talk. Jia Huan's study is elegantly furnished. On the desk in the center, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone should be complete. The inkstone is covered with an ink cartridge and can be used at any time.

The two sat down opposite each other on the high side of the window. Jia Huan's fingers tapped on the table top and asked, "Third sister, have you made up your mind?" ”

Tanchun nodded, looking at Jia Huan with beautiful and radiant eyes, "Hmm." I decided. Do not leave the house. ”

"Ugh." Jia Huan let out a long sigh. He was mentally prepared. Jiangnan includes the Southern Zhili and Zhejiang Chengxuan Political Envoys. The area is huge. He only said to go to Jiangnan. On the Jiangnan side, he doesn't have any foundation. There is not even a place to stay. It was normal for Tanchun not to agree to leave with him.

However, he still wanted to persuade Tanchun. Staying in Jiafu, once the news of his "death" comes back, her situation in Jiafu will plummet.

Before Jia Huan could speak, Jia Tanchun raised his palm, stopped Jia Huan, and said firmly: "Third brother, don't persuade me." I know what you're worried about, and I can handle it. There is no difference between Jiafu and Jiangnan as a woman. The important thing is that you are good. You go to Jiangnan and start from scratch, less me, and less burdensome. ”

Jia Huan held his forehead with his hand and sighed tangledly.

If Tanchun doesn't leave, will he go? He still wanted to go. Jiafu is a "sinkhole". With Jiafu's pig teammates here, no matter how good the cards are in their hands, they will be a mess. Unless, he can become the one who plays the cards, and becomes the chess player who plays the power game on behalf of Jiafu.

But it is possible for him to raise people and seize some power in Jiafu. It is quite difficult to become the standard-bearer of Jiafu. Jia Mansion is supported by Jia Zheng and Jia Yu outside.

However, after he is gone, what will he do with Tanchun? Aunt Zhao, he is not worried. Anyway, Jia Zheng has to rely on. Madame Wang won't do anything to her. Tanchun's biggest threat in Jiafu is actually her marriage.

With Mrs. Wang's hatred of him, it is estimated that marrying far away is a good thing. I'm afraid that Mrs. Wang will deliberately marry Tanchun to a scumbag similar to Sun Shao's group.

Seeing Jia Huan's entangled face, Tanchun smiled and encouraged: "Third brother, don't worry about me." After you make a career outside, you will have a reason to come back. My aunt and I are naturally fine. ”

Jia Huan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Tanchun still doesn't believe that Jiafu will be a "building collapsed" ending. It's the tenth autumn of Yongzhi, and I really can't see it. Jia Fu is now only showing signs of decay. But if you want to say that you are facing such a thing as a house raid and a head killing, no one will think about it.

The sister and brother talked for a while, and Ruyi came outside to report, "Third master, the little guy outside said that a letter from Zunhua was sent." ”

Jia Huan said: "I know. "Say hello to Tanchun and go to the front yard to receive the messenger. The messenger is a long-term companion who follows the mountain chief. Jia Huan had seen him when he was studying in the academy, and after asking if there was any message, he immediately asked Jiang Xing to take him to rest.

Jia Huan returned to the outer study, cut open the envelope, took out the letter of the mountain chief Zhang Anbo and read it.

“… It's too late to read the book in this life. You are only ten years old and you are on the laurel list, how can you slack off. Don't be reserved and arrogant..."

After reading the letter, the corners of Jia Huan's mouth flashed with a wry smile. The mountain chief thought that he was a young man, proud and complacent, and wanted to go to Jiangnan to play. And this is a wasted time, so it is recommended that he go to Zunhua to study the Spring and Autumn Period by his side to consolidate his knowledge and article level.

But, he really doesn't want to take the imperial examination anymore.

His question now is: stay in Jiafu, or leave? This is a fundamental issue at present, which determines his future and destiny. But the mountain chief sent a letter asking him to go to Zunhua to listen to the teachings, what did he do? The mountain chief treats him no different from the disciple who enters the room, and the treatment is the same as that of the senior brother Gongsun Liang.

Human affection is like a net. More than two years of time and life have made this net thick and bound him. He has the determination to tear it apart, but he has to take into account the feelings and thoughts of his sister and teacher.

Jia Huan sighed, sat at the desk, and wrote back to the mountain chief Zhang Anbo: The disciple is not a proud person, and he really has a last resort, and he intends to leave Beijing to study in Jiangnan in the near future. Lookout for the chief's forgiveness...

Jia Huan did not tell the chief in the letter about the prospects of Jiafu. The mountain chief is a generous elder and will not ask him these details. Instead, the necessity of going to Gangnam was emphasized. Please forgive him for not being able to go to Zunhua to continue studying "Spring and Autumn" and so on.

After Jia Huan sealed the envelope, he handed the letter to the chief of the mountain, Zhang Anbo's entourage. After leaving Jiafu, the chief did not immediately set off to return to Zunhua, but went to Xiaoyongshifang, where the powerful gathered.

Because Xiaoyong Shifang is next to the imperial city and very close to the center of power, it is favored by the powerful. Since the construction of Beijing in the Ming Dynasty, it has always been a favored residence for Zaifu.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Jia Huan received a reply from the mountain chief Zizunhua. The letter said that if he was unwilling to go to Zunhua to study, he would not be in a hurry to study in Jiangnan. Please wait patiently for one to two months in the capital. At that time, the mountain chief will return to Beijing and talk to him about his studies in person.

It's all written on this, what else can Jia Huan do? Can only wait two months. Two months later, it will be the end of November, followed by the wax moon and the New Year. No one will go out in the lunar month. It's so abnormal. Then he estimated that he would go to Jiangnan after the New Year.

Jia Huan couldn't help but smile helplessly.

He was a little strange, the mountain chief Zhang Anbo, as the governor of Shuntian, would definitely not be able to enter the capital without a will. But it's no problem to patrol Suncheonfu. But why is there a time frame of one to two months? (To be continued.) )