Chapter 310: There has never been much fame and fortune

On the avenue inside the main gate of Guozijian, it was restored to obstruction with the departure of Chen Sigongzi and his companion Zhang Yang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe onlookers on the side of the road dispersed with all kinds of ambiguous smiles on their faces. Looking at Jia Huan's eyes is a little more meaningful.

You know!

A white-haired inmate shook his head and lamented: "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!" The lewd wind is blazing, and Tian is shameless! ā€

He openly flaunted his affair with a famous prostitute in the country's highest academic institution, Guozi Prison, in order to be complacent. How could this have been imagined in the early years of the dynasty? He was kicked out of school early.

Tang Xinran's classmates saw Jia Huan's annoyed expression, and they all said with relief: "Brother Jia, don't be like him. This person is the son of the Nanjing Ministry of Shangshu, and he is used to being rampant in school. We're not all the way. ā€

A chubby gentleman sighed, "Today is a disaster. Inexplicably found someone. Why did Chen Sigongzi stop and taunt Brother Jia on a whim. I don't understand! ā€

"What's wrong with that? Chen Sigongzi boasts of being romantic, proficient in poetry, lyrics and songs, and his songs are often circulated on the Qinhuai River. And how is his reputation in the Qinglou Painting Boat better than Brother Jia? ā€

"Shhhh Fireflies dare to compete with the bright moon? Brother Jia's 'When is the Bright Moon' is a must-sing song. It's probably jealousy! That's why it's out today. ā€

Student Jia has outstanding poetry talents, and there are high-quality beauty words that can make a name for the beauty. He has an excellent reputation among famous prostitutes in Qinglou and is very sought after. Gangnam people are proud of their first sight. When classmate Jia came to Jinling, he was afraid that he would steal the limelight of Chen Sigongzi's painting boat in the Qinglou painting boat.

"I see!"

Jia Huan's expression was indifferent. Chen Si may be jealous, but this view is too superficial. The deeper meaning should be to use him for prestige. Scholars are also Vanity Fair people. The so-called gentleman is in righteousness, and villain is in profit. Chen Si stepped on him, and his prestige naturally took advantage of the situation, and the tide rose!

Jia Huan asked calmly: "He is the son of Chen Yibu?" ā€

Tang Xinran sighed: "The fourth son. Because of his father's grace, he studied in the country. Temperamental, now almost 20 years old has not yet started a family, just indulge in the flowers and fun, sleep flowers and live in willows, in the school, Jinling City is quite famous. ā€

The slightly chubby scholar Le Supervisor added: "Chen is an old man and has a son, and he is very pampered. That's why he's so high-profile that he hasn't been expelled from school yet. ā€

Jia Huan nodded.

The official department is still the book, the largest mountain among the civil officials in Nanjing! But how is that? He will make Chen Sigongzi pay the price. You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense.

No man can tolerate being ridiculed in public. Being scolded by someone who is similar to pointing at your nose and scolding "you are a eunuch", can you bear it? The word "waste" is jarring! With Jia Huan's calm heart, it is also a rare anger.

It's been a long time since anyone scolded him with such ingenuity and tricks.

Brush me with prestige? Okay, then it's up to you to get out of it!

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After a few words, Jia Huan figured out the situation, Chen Sigongzi's details, and Tang Xinran and several classmates walked out of the gate of Guozijian. At this time, he did not have a peaceful mind to drink tea, eat snacks, and chat with his classmates.

Jia Huan arched his hand and said, "I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll leave and go home first." ā€

"Alas... Brother Jia..."Tang Xinran was a little helpless, but he also knew that he was scolded and he was definitely in a bad mood, so he said, "Okay." I would like to borrow Brother Jia's "Lecture Notes of the Academy" to transcribe for a few days. Don't know where to sell it? ā€

Several of the students looked at Jia Huan with hopeful faces. The handouts were so rich that if they could master them, they wouldn't have to spend a year and a half in the junior academy. You can advance to the intermediate school early.

"This is the textbook of the Jingshi Wendao Academy. Where is it sold here in Jiangnan? To give. Jia Huan took out his "Academy Handouts" from his schoolbag and gave it to Tang Xinran. This is the version published by the College. The manuscript that the twelve hairpins helped him transcribe was naturally at home.

He is still willing to help students who are willing to learn and improve. It's like he once got the help of the mountain chief, Mr. Ye and others. Give people roses, and there is a lingering fragrance in your hands.

After Jia Huan left, Tang Xinran and Le Jian Sheng found a tea shop on Chengxian Street to sit down and chat.

Tang Xinran said with emotion: "There are many people who are popular." Brother Jia, this dumb man suffers! ā€

"Yes. Although Chen Yibu said that he was relegated to the second line, he was a high-ranking official of the second grade, and his connections in his decades of career in the sea were still there. Brother Jia heard that he was a disciple of Jinling Jiafu, and his master was Grandmaster Fang. But I'm afraid it's still not easy to do. ā€

Several people sighed and drank tea. People are not envied and are mediocre. Student Jia is a young talent and has a great reputation, which really makes some people unconvinced.

The music supervisor smiled mysteriously and said, "Hey, you said that Brother Jia won't really work, right?" A famous prostitute in Jiangnan. Or two. If only one of them would be willing to spend one night with me, I would be willing to live ten years less. ā€

"Haha, Brother Nale, you have to write a masterpiece first."

Tang Xinran scolded with a smile: "Get out." What kind of dirty thoughts are you all doing! How old is Brother Jia? But eleven or twelve years old. Chen Sigongzi was originally taking advantage of words. How old is he? That's embarrassing! Made, a beauty like the Song family, I can do it several times a night. ā€

Everyone laughed!

This is true. Chen Sigongzi was originally looking for a reason to mock classmate Jia.

After talking about this, I took out the "College Handouts" and looked through it. The music supervisor sighed: "The analysis is profound. It's breathtaking, and it's not convincing. In particular, the use of punctuation marks is concise and easy to understand. ā€

Everyone was discussing. Outside the tea shop, the winter sun is about to fall.

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Chen Sigongzi and his entourage of more than a dozen people left the Guozijian and rode to the light smoke building on the bank of the Qinhuai River. South Ship North Horse. The group riding more than a dozen horses in Jinling City is quite eye-catching. The boys enjoyed the staring gaze very much.

When he went downstairs to Qingyan, Chen Sigongzi threw the horses to the servants, "Take good care of them." "Take your companions upstairs.

In the private room on the second floor, there will soon be wine and delicacies, and a number of beauties will accompany the wine. The Qinhuai River outside the window is like a continuous jade belt, sparkling. It's almost night. At that time, it was the most attractive time for the Qinhuai River.

Chen Sigongzi raised his glass and said, "Today is really happy!" You drink with me. Ha ha! ā€

More than a dozen sons raised their glasses and laughed very happily.

Someone laughed and said, "Jia Qingsong is nothing more than that." I think he is so-called clean and self-conscious, and does not associate with famous prostitutes. I'm afraid it's because Mao didn't open up. ā€

"Haha! That's a wonderful thing! In the seat, there was another burst of unbridled laughter. Several of the beauties who accompanied the wine pricked up their ears. The topic is Mr. Jia Qingsong, a celebrity in the Qinglou industry.

"Brother Chen, you should pay attention, Jia Huan is not without roots in Jinling City."

Chen Sigongzi said contemptuously: "How is it better than my family? Not worth mentioning. I scolded him to give him face. "Don't think he's brainless. He knew who he could mess with and who he couldn't. This kind of affair is similar to being jealous, can Jia Huan use his teacher's relationship to suppress him? The bigwigs can't afford to lose this face.

A boy in a green shirt chimed in: "That's! Brother Chen is willing to point him out, that is his creation. ā€

The crowd burst into laughter again!

Eating the noodles, the night gradually darkened. A beautiful painting boat is docked under the light smoke building. "Gone. Today, I will write a poem that surpasses the poem "Yongmochou Lake". Chen Sigongzi took his companions to the painting boat, and his sister received him.

A few days later, there was a new rumor in Yangzhou City: Jia Qingsong was famous and talented, but after coming to Jinling, he never sang poetry and harmony with famous prostitutes. It turned out that he couldn't do that. Chen Sigongzi scolded him in front of him as evidence.

The rumors have greatly damaged Jia Huan's reputation and are extremely vicious. Gradually, it spread on both sides of the Qinhuai River.

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On December 16, Jia Huan went to the home of Zhang Anbo, the head of Dagongfang Mountain, to ask for advice and study as usual. At noon, I had dinner at the mountain chief's house. The mountain chief went back to his room to rest.

In the afternoon, it was overcast. The long street in the western section is deserted. Pang Ze and Ji Ming sent Jia Huan to the street.

Pang Ze was dressed in a jade-colored scholar's shirt, with a big nose and short beard, and neat hair and clothes corners. Jia Huan and Pang Ze are very familiar, and at a glance, they know that he has taken care of it carefully, but they are a little curious. Does it need to be so formal?

He is a classmate who is very talented. Jingyi, arithmetic, criminal name, money and food, strategy, and overall planning are all quite skilled, and they belong to high-end compound talents. However, because of his ugly appearance, he has not yet married a wife at the age of 22. I like to visit the green house at night.

In fact, with Pang Ze's current status and strength, there are still people who are willing to marry a daughter if they want to marry a wife. He is only in his early twenties, and he has a reputation as a student, and he follows the Nanjing Ministry of Rites as a master. This is already a good future.

It's just that the daughter of a good family doesn't look down on him. He didn't want to settle either. Therefore, although there is a mountain chief to take care of it, the marriage is still not decided.

Jia Huan smiled and didn't ask Pang Ze about his private affairs. No matter how good the relationship is, there must be a personal **.

However, Jia Huan didn't ask about Pang Ze, but Pang Ze asked Jia Huan, his expression was a little strange, "Ziyu, did you hear the rumors, there have been rumors in the Qinglou recently that you have a hidden illness and can't be humane." Have you offended anyone lately? ā€

Jia Huan and Xiao You'an had met, and knew what was being said outside, so he nodded calmly, "Poetry has stolen the limelight of Chen Shangshu's fourth son." He scolded me a few days ago in Guozijian. ā€

"Ahh Ji Ming looked at Jia Huan in surprise. He and Pang Ze studied beside the mountain chief, and often went in and out of the Guozijian, but they didn't know about it, and said with a calm face: "The villain's behavior is really hateful!" ā€

Pang Ze laughed, "Why does he compare poetry with you?" I don't know what to do. Ziyu, do you want me to help? ā€

Jia Huan smiled, "Okay." When you go to the Qinglou at night, help me spread a few rumors: I heard that Chen Sigongzi preached everywhere, and he won Song Ruoyu five times in one night, and he was hearty and very happy. My generation is extremely envious. ā€

Pang Ze rubbed his nose and smiled, pondering Jia Huan's intentions and techniques.

Ji Ming shook his head with a smile. He is a scholar from Yangzhou Mansion, and he is still full of reverie about the four famous prostitutes in the south of the Yangtze River, and Jia Huan's statement makes him reverie at all!

…

If a dog bites you, do you want to bite a dog too? Whip it with a stick!

Therefore, Jia Huan was on the avenue in the gate of Guozijian at that time, and his first reaction under anger was not to scold Chen Sigongzi. Instead, he was prepared, no matter who it was, he had to be pumped well.

Jia Huan is now ready.

After saying goodbye to Pang Ze and Ji Ming, Jia Huan boarded a light boat and went up from the Qinhuai River to Wuding Bridge, and was about to go home, when a middle-aged woman wearing red and green suddenly flashed out at the entrance of He'an Street, "Mr. Qingsong!" (To be continued.) )