At the beginning of winter, the farming season is over. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFarmers from four miles and eight townships gathered in Dongzhuang Town to catch the market, work, make a living, and have fun. In the afternoon of Dongzhuang Town, it is quite prosperous, and the sun falls on the neat streets.

Du Hong, the person in charge of Xianheng Commercial Bank, admired the prosperous scene in the town with emotion and walked into the scholar's restaurant located at the crossroads of the town. This is the only restaurant in Dongzhuang Town, with a monopoly operation and a prosperous business.

The shopkeeper Zhang behind the counter knew Du Hong, a white-faced scholar who was in charge of the entire Dongzhuang Town's business power, and greeted him from behind the counter with a smile, "How is the shopkeeper doing lately?" ”

Du Hong was dressed as a scholar, with a white face and a thin figure, and said with a smile: "It's okay." Shopkeeper, I'll set the location. In the evening, the private seat on the second floor left a place for forty or fifty people for me. Tomorrow at noon, I will take down the second floor of the restaurant. ”

The shopkeeper Zhang should respond, and the trouble is trouble, but Xianheng Commercial Bank is the owner of the scholar's restaurant, what can he say as a shopkeeper? Curiously asked, "Is this a big banquet for guests?" ”

Du Hong smiled, "The head of Jia Yuan will return to the town this evening. Our classmates picked up the wind and washed the dust for him. ”

Shopkeeper Zhang suddenly laughed, "I see." Deputy Envoy Jia is coming back. It should be, it should be. ”

Du Hong was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Zhang, what you said is not right." The post of deputy envoy for disaster relief has long been withdrawn from the imperial court. Now that we are the head of the hospital, you all have to change your name to Master. ”

Shopkeeper Zhang felt strange in his heart, it was really strange to call an eleven-year-old boy "master". But the rules of custom do. Slickly rephrased, "As it should be." ”

Seeing Du Hong away, Shopkeeper Zhang pondered for a while, and sent a letter to the girl Lin who was in charge of the restaurant: Master Xiao Jia is going back to Dongzhuang Town.

This news spread throughout Dongzhuang Town in a very short period of time.

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In the backstage of the two-story Lin Family Teahouse on Hengyi Street in Dongzhuang Town, Lin Xinyuan and Mr. Luo, the storyteller of the class, were talking, talking about the news that Jia Huan was about to return.

Lin Xinyuan was wearing a brocade robe, with a beard, and was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome appearance. looked a little steady after training, and said anxiously: "Mr. Luo, what do you say I should call him when I meet?" ”

Brother Jia, Little Master Jia, Ziyu and so on are obviously inappropriate. Jia Huan was lifted, and his identity was different.

The storyteller, Mr. Luo, who was wearing a blue coat, had just come down from the stage to say a piece of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and was holding a teapot to drink water, and said with a smile: "Why should the owner lose an inch." When you and Master Xiao Jia met in Weimo, they were classmates and roommates, you just need to follow the original name. ”

Lin Xinyuan pondered for a moment and nodded, "Hmm." "As for whether to meet this kind of question, don't think about it, Jia Huan is his husband.

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The news in the Xianheng Commercial Bank that Jia Yuan would return this afternoon had already spread, while the news in Wendao Academy was relatively closed. At this time, it is already the beginning of October, and the county examination in February next year is coming, and the beautiful scenery and quiet academy are full of learning atmosphere.

After class in the lecture hall of the new campus, Ji Cheng took his schoolbag and followed Yi Junjie, Yao Wei and other eight people to the scholar's restaurant.

Ji Cheng asked with some excitement: "Brother Yi, is it still in time?" ”

Yi Junjie had a beard on his face, and said with a joking smile: "Xiao Ji, if you really want to greet Brother Jia, you should skip class and wait at the intersection of Academy Avenue like Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, and Liu Yichen." He knew that this little junior disciple admired Jia Huan very much.

Ji Cheng said with a bitter face: "Last time, the head of the academy warned me to study seriously, if he knew that I skipped class, he would definitely be unhappy." The head of the hospital is really powerful, and he is on the laurel list. At this time, he was the first person worthy of the name of the academy disciple. ”

Yi Junjie and Yao Wei all laughed. Jia Huanzhongju is not only to correct his name, but also to be the head of the academy. More importantly, the fame of Jia Huan, Senior Brother, and Luo Junzi is enough to stabilize the foundation of the academy and maintain this excellent situation.

You don't see, the three-mile long street is slanted, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars. The bright moon and cold stars are covered with bright tiles, and the wind and rain are wrapped in the surrounding wind.

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Jia Huan's carriage arrived in Dongzhuang Town when the golden sunset soaked the white clouds on the horizon.

More than 40 people, including Du Hong, Liu Yichen, Yao Wei, Yi Junjie, Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, Ji Cheng and Lin Xinyuan of Wendao Academy and Xianheng Commercial Bank, greeted them at the crossroads in the town, which was spectacular. Many people in the town were watching.

Jia Huan got out of the carriage and greeted the classmates with a smile. Immediately, the blessings of congratulating him came in waves.

"Ziyu, congratulations on your win."

"Brother Jia, congratulations on your high school."

"Congratulations to the first place in the hospital on the laurel list, and the Beijing newspaper has been on the yellow list."

Jia Huan responded decently one by one, and went to the scholar's restaurant at the intersection with everyone. Ji Cheng, who was a little younger, looked at Jia Huan who was surrounded by the crowd, and his mood was agitated. The joy and glory of success in reading are no worse than doing things.

The winter night slowly kicked off. The second floor of the scholar's restaurant is brightly lit, and there are singing and cheering. Some students sang the poet Li Taibai's "Will Enter the Wine" with an iron plate pipa and a northern dialect rhyme:

You don't see, the water of the Yellow River is in the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning. You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, like green silk turning into snow at dusk...

"Brother Jia, congratulations on your high school!" Lin Xinyuan stepped forward to toast Jia Huan. Respect in my heart.

"Brother Lin is polite. Sit. Jia Huan smiled and drank wine. At the wine table, I smiled at the lively scene in front of me, and looked at my classmates and friends. The heart is wrapped in warm, comfortable, and bright emotions.

He had only written to a few of his friends, but he was not surprised by the sight of more than forty people coming to greet him. He has such prestige, influence, and appeal in Wendao Academy and Xianheng Commercial Bank. There is also something called "responsibility" that rises and falls in my heart.

The hometown of the senior brother is in Miyun County, and the hometown of Luo Junzi is in Zhao Laoxiang, Wanping County, and his hometown is here! It has been nearly two years since I came here in the winter of the eighth year of Yongzhi. No matter what his future holds, this will be the place where his soul haunts.

This is the first time he has come back after the middle lift. At this moment, the cheerful mood roared like the Yellow River.

In the evening, the atmosphere of the banquet is blazing.

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Jia Huan was drunk on the first night he returned to Dongzhuang Town.

The next day, when the winter was rising, and the houses, shops, fertile fields, woods, hills, and the academy were immersed in the morning sun, Jia Huan went to the lecturer's dormitory area of Wendao College to visit Mr. Ye Hongyunye, the second head of the college.

The study room in the courtyard is bright and fragrant with tea. On the plane tree on the main road outside the courtyard, there was the chirping of sparrows.

The scholar took tea and retreated. On the sides of the case, Ye Hongyun and Jia Huan sat opposite each other.

Ye Hongyun was in his thirties, dressed in a green shirt, with a gentle temperament, drinking tea and smiling: "Ziyu, how do you feel?" How can Yijin not return to his hometown? "Before communicating with Jia Huan, he asked Jia Huan to return to Dongzhuang Town and Academy as soon as possible.

Jia Huan rubbed his head, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a wry smile, "Mr. Hui, I feel good, but I still have a hangover headache now." ”

Ye Hongyun twisted his beard and laughed, "Haha! At noon, I invited professors and lecturers to celebrate you in the small dining room. ”

Jia Huan also smiled and nodded.

After chatting for a while, Ye Hongyun asked with a gentle smile, "Ziyu, what are your plans next?" Do you accept the letter of appointment from the academy and continue to study in the academy, or do you go back to live in your Jiafu? I'm afraid the conditions on this side of the academy are not as good as those in Jiafuli. ”

As Jia Huanju, the unlimited future and future, even if he is a concubine, living in Rongguo Mansion, he should not be troubled by his mother-in-law again.

In other words, Jia Huan's motivation to study has disappeared. And he also completed what his friend Lin Gaohe had entrusted him. In front of him and Jia Huan, a new situation is needed, and what is needed is to start anew.

In his heart, he hoped that Jia Huan would live here in Dongzhuang Town and help him complete the restructuring of the academy, as well as the three major ideas he had put forward before: first, expand the library pavilion; second, the compilation of dictionaries; Third, the development of teaching materials.

The relationship between Jia Huan and Ye Hongyun is also a teacher and a friend, smiled, and said frankly: "Sir, the conditions on this side of the academy are indeed not as good as those of Jia Mansion. However, if I had to choose, I would definitely be happy to live here at the Academy.

I don't plan to participate in next year's spring festival. Therefore, I want to go to Jiangnan for a period of time to study and then come back. The mountain chief sent me a letter and wanted to have an interview with me to talk about my studies. I'm thinking about whether to go to Zunhua first. ”

Ye Hongyun was not surprised, Jia Huan was going to Jiangnan to study, he already knew about it, stretched out his hand to Jia Huan, and said with a smile: "You, young temperament, scholarly spirit!" Although the prosperity of South Zhili is better than that of North Zhili, it is an economic and cultural center. But the center of the dynasty was in Jingshi.

The mountain chief wrote to me, asking about your situation and the reason for the germination of a study tour in Jiangnan. He is very strict with your academics. According to your current learning pace, it will be very difficult to get a title on the gold list in three years.

Your ranking in this subject is higher than that of Wen Yue (Gongsun Liang), and it is Grandmaster Fang who appreciates you. After you return to the capital, you have to go to Grandmaster Fang's mansion more often. In fact, in my opinion, there is no harm in going to other places when I am young. It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles! ”

Jia Huan sweated in his heart and said, "Mr. Xie understands." ”

Ye Hongyun looked at Jia Huan, smiled and shook his head, "You..., you're not very old, and you have a lot of ideas." He knew that there must be something inside, but he was a gentle-tempered gentleman and would not snoop on his disciples' secrets.

Jia Huan smiled apologetically and drank tea.

Ye Hongyun said: "Zunhua doesn't have to go. Since the mountain chief has replied to you, with his old man's temperament, he will definitely not stop you. However, you are not in such a hurry to go to Jiangnan. You stay with me for the past two days and help me. ”

Jia Huan only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Okay, sir." "He is the leader, the core, and the leader of the students of the college. This is both an honor and a heavy responsibility.

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When Jia Huan lived in Wendao Academy, Jia's mansion was lively again. Although Jia Huan was only eleven years old, the news that he had already performed the crown ceremony spread far and wide. There are many wealthy families in Beijing, noble relatives, and civil servants and celebrities.

Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang, and Jia's mother receive some requests every day, which are generally related to Jia Huan's marriage. The news immediately reached the ears of the young masters, girls, and maids of Jiafu.

In early October, Jia's mother went to Lin Daiyu's room. Daiyu, who fell ill due to the change of seasons, was well the day before yesterday, and today Li Kun, Baoyu, Baochai, Shi Xiangyun, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun came to visit and talk.

Baoyu was dressed in embroidered arrow sleeves and looked handsome, talked back to Sister Lin, took a sip of tea, turned around and talked to Baochai, who had snow-white skin and a beautiful appearance, and said with a smile: "Sister Bao, I heard that Qian'er, Brother Huan'er was abrupt of you?" ”

Baochai nodded indifferently and tasted the tea, which had the charm of "faint and brighter flowers".

Tanchun, who was sitting on the side, shook her head, she didn't know how her third brother offended Sister Bao. Shi Xiangyun, who knew a little clue, was even more speechless. Brother Huan'er, a person who speaks at a very high level, how could he anger Sister Bao?

Baoyu smiled, a little gloating, "I have something here, it's good to say it and keep Sister Bao." I heard from the old man's little servant that Fu Qian wanted to marry his twenty-year-old sister Fu Qiufang to Brother Huan.

Haha, I'm almost ten years older. It's scary to think about. Poor Brother Huan'er didn't know yet. The old man sent someone to call back Brother Huan from Wendao Academy in the western suburbs this morning, ready to ask him for his opinion on the marriage. ”

Tanchun's face changed. She didn't know about it yet. How can there be such a thing, and she still wants to marry her brother when she is about to be ten years old?

Xichun was petite, wearing a slim and exquisite blue cotton jacket, looking like a little beauty, and snorted coldly: "Second Brother Bao, then Fu Yan is really shameless." "She has already received the Buddhist scriptures sent by Captain Jia Huan from Dongzhuang Town. The second sister also received a manuscript of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Before Baoyu had time to return to Xichun, Baochai's face changed slightly, and he asked in a somewhat hurried tone: "Brother Bao, do you mean that Brother Huan doesn't know about his marriage?" ”

Baoyu said in surprise: "Sister Bao, he went out to Wendao Academy in the fourth year of junior high school, how could he know?" News has only been circulating in the house in the past few days. The old man only sent someone to ask him back this morning. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Daiyu. The major event of marriage is the voice of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. He would love to see Jia Huan marry an ugly wife. But he thought he might have liked Sister Lin already. I won't say that.

Baochai was speechless for a while, and smiled bitterly in her heart. She misunderstood Brother Huan!

If Brother Huan didn't know that his elders were discussing his marriage, and just came to talk to her like that, it was really just to persuade her. Instead of coming to scare her, vaguely express what I like her.

She thinks too much. Her mother talked to her vaguely, and she understood it as soon as she heard it. So those days were all about avoiding the ring brothers. She thought that Brother Huan had heard the wind and ran to her to talk nonsense. Where did I think it would be like this?

It's a shame. She... (To be continued.) )