Chapter 199: Pu Jia
Jia Qiang hoped that Rongguo Mansion would embarrass Jia Huan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć But the next morning, when Jia Huan personally went to the stewardship office in Rongguo Mansion to coordinate, Lai Da, Lin Zhixiao, Shan Daliang, Wu Xindeng, and Zhang Cai's five housekeepers promised to release them.
Jia Huan smiled and took the elder to follow Qian Huai, Zhang San and others to the clan study.
There are three persons in charge of foreign affairs in Jiafu: Jia Yu, Jia Zheng, and Jia Lian. Among them, the political daddy is everything. Jia Huan predicted that Jia Lian would not go against him because of this trivial matter. For Jia Yu, Jia Huan has no bottom. But Jia Yu didn't stop it, and the back hand he prepared was completely useless.
From the perspective of interests, Lai Da and other housekeepers must want to stop it. However, after he got rid of Ning Guofu's side, if the housekeepers on the side of Rongguo Mansion dared to stop him, most of them would want the people of Jia Mansion to poke their backbones. This is blocking people's future!
In the morning, the wind was bitterly cold. After Jia Huan arrived at the clan school, he first arranged for Jia Lan and Jia Cong to teach the children of the clan the three-character scripture and the thousand-character text, and tutored the basic homework. He really has no interest in teaching this kind of Mongolian child's coursework. Jia Dairu is completely messing around in the clan study, and the homework of the children of the Jia family is extremely bad. The Jia family is known as the family of "poetry, books and ink", which is shameless to a certain level.
At the end of the month, before the end of the year, he will be graded and assessed. Eliminate the last three.
In the past few days, after the propaganda of Jia Cong, Jia Yan, Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi and others in the houses of the Jia family on Ningrong Street, more than 20 children of the Jia family have come, all of whom have no money to send silver to Jia Dairu. Listening to Qian Huai, there will be people coming after the year.
After arranging the children of the Jia family, Jia Huan went to the green tile house next to him to tidy up the children of the family. The children born in the family belong to the private property of the Jia family, and slaves, even if they are literate, cannot participate in the imperial examination. Therefore, Jia Huan did not intend to teach them Baguwen. Instead, it is planned to teach the "Analects" to learn how to be a person, and then teach a "Book of Songs" to cultivate sentiment.
The Book of Songs is the source of ancient Chinese poetry. In the large-scale sacrifices or ceremonies of the dynasty, the sentences from the verses must be sung. For example, the deer singing banquet after the examination is to sing the poem "Yo Yo Deer Song, Eat the Wild Ping".
Jia Huan's scripture happens to be the "Book of Songs", and with the level that he can pass the imperial examination and pass the Beizhili Township Examination, there is no pressure to teach it.
Jia Huan walked into the classroom and stood in the middle of the front. The more than 40 slave children who were gathering in several circles around Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi, and Jiang Xing bragged, and the more than 40 slave children who were sitting or standing all stood up straight, knelt down and saluted Jia Huan, and shouted: "The slave has seen the third master!" ā
Jia Huan frowned, made a gesture, and said loudly: "Get up." From now on, you are not allowed to kneel when you see me. Do it again. ā
A person who only knows how to kneel on the ground cannot take on great responsibilities. He wants an elite team of stewards, not a team of servants who serve their masters.
More than forty family children, the youngest is only more than six years old, and the older one is just stuck in his early twenties, they all got up from the ground, and then each bent down to salute Jia Huan, "The slave has seen the third master!" ā
Jia Huan stretched out his hand again and signaled, "It's all exempt." In a few days, everyone will arrive, and we will hold the opening ceremony of the first management training course in Jiafu. ā
At the Whampoa Military Academy, the elites of the first four phases of the year fought on horses and made great achievements. He doesn't require this group of people to have such a level and quality, but at least he wants to help him sweep through Jiafu and grasp the power of Jiafu. and even expand the commercial business of Jiafu and fight for foreign countries.
I don't know why the children of the family are born. A horse-faced teenager standing in the team listened quietly to the third master of Huan's explanation of the training class to be trained. I vowed in my heart to get ahead. His name will soon be known to his classmates: Jiang Xingsheng.
Jia Huan first selects literate people, and then counts the number of people, groups, and formations, and designates the leaders of each group. Arrange for cleaning, move desks and chairs in. After having lunch together in the clan study, when they were busy, the long-term follower who stayed in the Mochizuki Residence came over to report, "Third master, a guest has come to see you." They said it was your classmate at Wendao Academy. ā
When Jia Huan heard this, he immediately laughed happily, it was Mr. Ye and the people sent by Du Hong arrived. Here comes the helper. "Let's go, go home."
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In the outer study of Mochizuki Residence, the windows are bright and elegantly furnished. In the study, there were bursts of laughter from reunions after a long absence. The little servant came in with tea and gave it to a few people sitting in the pear wooden chairs one by one.
The elder brother Sun Liang was dressed in white, handsome, and his temperament was as warm as jade. After the middle lift, he was more energetic, and swept away the introverted and depressed of the past. took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jia, you have a good day!" ā
Gongsun Liang returned to Miyun County in September, and did not return to the academy until early December. He was just about to meet his mentor (Zhang Anbo).
Jia Huan just smiled, "Senior brother laughs at me, isn't it?" Wen Qian's family is no worse than mine. ā
Xu Yinglang, Liu Yichen, and Zhang Sishui, who came with him, all laughed. Xu Yinglang said: "Ziyu, this is black me." ā
Xu Yinglang returned to Wendao Academy a few days ago. It was almost the end of the year, and when I heard that Jia Huan was going to hire a tutor to substitute for the clan school for a period of time, he volunteered to come. And Liu Yichen and Zhang Sishui came to help Jia Huan manage the training class.
Several people laughed.
Jia Huan asked Liu Yichen: "Xianheng Commercial Bank is busy developing porcelain burning, why are you free to come to me to help?" Liu Yichen is one of the "Big Three" of Xianheng Commercial Bank.
Liu Yichen's family has been a clerk in Daxing County for generations, and he failed to pass the second of the three levels of the boy's test, so he smiled at this time, "Chief, I still want to do things by your side." Du Hong and Yao Wei lived on top of it. ā
He saw clearly that the future of Xianheng Commercial Bank was likely to be limited to the academy. If you want to seek greater development, following Jia Huan is the best way. As for reading, he didn't want to read anymore.
Jia Huan pondered for a moment, and his eyes fell on Zhang Sishui, "Sishui, what about you?" "Zhang Sishui has made great contributions in the disaster relief, and his personality is resolute and brave, and he has always followed him. He is very affectionate to Zhang Sishui.
Zhang Sishui smiled plainly, "Brother Jia, I don't think I am like a student for reading, and I am happy to follow you to do things." When we came out, Ji Cheng's kid also wanted to come, and he was worried that you would scold him, so he didn't dare to come in the end. ā
Jia Huan smiled and shook his head, "That kid..., I finally understand something." Then he said, "I am very welcome for you to come to me!" You two live with me. We'll talk about the details tomorrow. ā
In the dynasty, the path of studying for the imperial examination was the fastest and best way to improve one's status, but everyone had their own choice, and he could not force it. In fact, these students in the college have missed the best opportunity to enter the school! Sha Tixue, the deputy envoy of Beizhili Tixue, has stepped down. If you can pass the government test in the eighth year of Yongzhi, it is estimated that the final hospital test will not be difficult.
And as the mountain chief's official became bigger and bigger, the new official of Beizhili was only afraid that he would choose officials from rival factions. Otherwise, would the princes of the temple see the power of the mountain chief snowballing?
Xu Yinglang was cheerful and lively, and joked: "Ziyu, what is the truth? You arranged for the two of them to live with you, and you want me to live in your own house and be a tutor? ā
Jia Huan smiled: "If you want to live here with me, of course I welcome it." "Xu's Mansion is in the west of the city, not very far from Sishifang. Xu Yinglang must be more comfortable living in his own home. With his fame, it is enough to teach the children of the Jia family.
The crowd laughed.
said with a smile that everyone had not yet visited the mountain chief when they came to the capital, so Jia Huan led the way and went to the mountain chief's new residence in Dashi Yongfang to visit.
After the mountain chief arrived in the capital, he originally lived in the post station. After receiving a new dispatch, he left the inn of his own accord. The younger brother Zhang Chengjian has a sum of silver in his hand, coupled with personal contacts, it is enough to buy a small courtyard in the inner city of the capital.
Jia Huan and Zhang Chengjian have a good personal relationship, and even his concubine has seen him. After he bought the house, he sent a servant to deliver a letter to Jia Huan, informing him of the address.
When leaving Mochizuki Residence, Jia Huan went to the backyard to change into a set of clothes, and wrote a letter to Sister Bao for Qingwen to send over. He's been a little busy these days and hasn't seen her. However, when Xu Yinglang, Liu Yichen, and Zhang Sishui arrived, he immediately returned to his free time.
Having a good impression of each other does not mean that the girl is your girlfriend. Just because you're a girlfriend doesn't mean she'll be your wife in the end.
He is very willing to keep in touch and interact with Sister Bao, and sublimate this pure revolutionary friendship again.
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In the afternoon, Qingwen came out of Mochizuki Curie with a letter written by Jia Huan in her hand. There was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.
The third master's letter was not sealed. She and Ruyi now know how to read words, but the meaning of the combination of these recognized words, the two of them didn't understand it for a long time.
Mochizuki is not far from Rika-in. Qingwen walked in a moment. Entering from the West Wing, I met Xiangling. Xiangling learned words with Qingwen, and said with a smile: "Qingwen, you came to my girl, right?" The girl was doing needlework in the house. ā
Qingwen and Xiangling are the same age, and said with a smile: "The third master asked me to deliver a letter to Miss Bao." "Follow Xiangling to the inner room. I saw Baochai wearing a honey-colored cotton jacket, a green onion yellow silk cotton skirt doing needlework on the kang, apricot eyes are bright, and her pretty face is like jade, full of the style of a daughter in the boudoir.
Qingwen gave Baochai a pair of words in her hand and said, "Miss Bao, my third master said that he wrote a pair of words, and asked the girl to see how the words are written?" ā
Baochai laughed, his heart moved slightly, and he said curiously: "I'll take a look." ā
The character written by Jia Huan is a famous poem in the Book of Songs, Pu Jia:
The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the water side, follow it, and the road is long and obstructive. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.
The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.
The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.
The vernacular means: The reeds are luxuriant, the dew is like frost, and the Yiren in my heart are beside the river. The following sentence is a repeated aria, the persistent pursuit of beautiful love and the melancholy mood that cannot be pursued.
Baochai's elegant pursed lips, and the snowy cheeks were unconsciously impregnated with a touch of red, beautiful and gratuitous. Jia Huan didn't ask her to comment on how well the handwriting was written, but to express his emotions through the sentences of the Book of Poetry.
In the sentence of the Book of Songs, the sage said: Three hundred poems, in a word, there is no evil in thought. It doesn't hurt to write it on paper. But look at how she understands it this way. Her understanding is that the Huan brothers are expressing their love to her: the so-called Yiren is on the water side.
If it was before the night of the ninth day of the lunar month, she would definitely be angry. However, now, with such an elegant expression, she was more shy than angry in her heart, right?
Baochai said softly: "Qingwen, you go back first." I went back and wrote back to Brother Huan. Sent the confused Qingwen away, and then separated Xiangling, went to the desk alone, looked at Jia Huan's smooth and elegant willow characters, and replied:
Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?
Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?
Immediately, a crimson rose on her delicate and beautiful face, and the paper ball was crumpled off. This sentence is too emotional. How could she reply like that? It's not in line with her character.
Baochai muttered for a long time in front of the desk. (To be continued.) )