Jia Huan secretly rolled his eyes. He didn't have the slightest favorable impression of Jia Yucun, the twenty-five-year-old who was eating and trashing the pot. He was famous for his talent but no virtue, and for being ungrateful, even when he was still a poor scholar.

At that time, it was Zhen Shiyin who paid for him to go to Beijing to take the exam. As a result, after this guy won the Jinshi and became an official, instead of repaying Zhen Shiyin, he bent the law for personal gain because he did not dare to offend the Xue family of the four major families in Jinling, and cheated Zhen Shiyin's daughter Xiang.

Ling.

In addition, Jia Yucun was dismissed from his post less than a year after taking office due to corruption and other issues. Later, he came back through Jia Zheng's network and assumed the position of Yingtian Prefecture.

It got bigger and bigger, and the fact that the Jia family was ransacked in the end was also caused by the stabbing in the back by these two or five young men.

Therefore, Jia Huan was extremely disgusted with this person. If he hadn't been so gentle, he would have been prepared to persuade Jia Zheng not to reinstate him, lest he suffer the consequences in the future.

"Lord Jia has misunderstood. The one who was born with jade is my second brother Bao." Jia Huan said calmly. Although he was disgusted with this person, he still maintained due courtesy, otherwise he was afraid that he would be betrayed by the pedantic political elder.

Father Zheng beat his father to death. Father Zheng, who believed in producing filial sons under the stick, was really ruthless. In the original work, Jia Baoyu was almost burped by Jia Zheng because of the Jiang Yuhan incident and the incident of Jin Chuaner throwing herself into a well.

What a fart.

Jia Yucun was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had made an mistake, but this man was good at dancing and eloquent. Instead of being embarrassed, he clapped his hands and said, "Brother Cunzhou is so lucky to have a pair of unicorns. I really envy others."

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"Ahem...Brother Yucun is so complimentary, I am so ashamed of my younger brother!" Jia Zheng coughed lightly, and his face flashed with embarrassment. He knew his own family affairs, and his legitimate son Jia Baoyu was indeed outstanding in appearance, quick in thinking, and as good as a poet.

He is quite clever, but he doesn't like reading by nature. He hates official career and economics. He only hangs out with his sisters and girls in the back house all day long. If this continues, it will be good to be able to be the head of his own family when he grows up. However, the concubine Jia Huan is even more unbearable and has a wretched character.

, his behavior is arrogant, and he is probably not a good person.

Jia Yucun didn't know what Jia Zheng was thinking, so he said with a smile: "Brother Cunzhou is too modest. This brother Huan is handsome and elegant, and his behavior and conversation are calm and measured. He is not comparable to other brothers from ordinary families, and he has a jade title in your palace."

Although I have never seen the boy who gave birth to him, he must be even more extraordinary."

Hearing this, Jia Zheng glanced at Jia Huan subconsciously, and couldn't help but feel something in his heart. This bad boy had indeed changed a lot, as if he had become a different person. It was really strange.

When Jia Zheng thought about it, he felt that he, the bastard, was much more pleasing to his eyes. His eyes became less severe, and he said humbly: "Brother Yucun has already said that dogs are naughty and cannot withstand such praise."

Jia Yucun stroked his beard, smiled slightly, and chanted: "Every time we meet on the third or fifth day of the year, we are reunited, full of sunshine guarding the jade railing. The round is held out in the sky, and all the people in the world look up. This is the eve of going to Beijing to participate in the Spring Festival Competition.

Old work."

Jia Zheng's eyes lit up, and he praised it and said: "A good poem. It shows that Brother Yucun must be an ambitious person. This time he went to Beijing to participate in the competition with great ambition and ambition, and he must have achieved high school in one fell swoop."

Jia Yucun laughed and said with a hint of sultry: "Don't dare, Tian is the ninety-eighth rank in the second class of Yi Chou Department, and is a Jinshi."

Although Jia Huan doesn't like Jia Yucun, he has to admit that this young man is indeed quite talented. He got ninety-eight in the examination, which may not seem like a high score, but is actually very impressive. You must know that this is a national examination.

The final number of Jinshi admitted was only about 200, which is much more difficult than the modern college entrance examination. Therefore, it is very remarkable that Jia Yucun was able to obtain Jinshi status before entering the 100th place.

Jia Zheng always regarded himself as a disciple of a saint, and the imperial examination was his dream. Unfortunately, his fate was too good. When Jia Daishan died, the emperor gave him the position of director of the Ministry of Industry. As a result, Jia Zheng made money without taking the imperial examination.

He is an official of the sixth rank, which is really enviable to others. You must know that the number one scholar is only a sixth-rank Hanlin compiler.

This was originally a good thing, but Jia Zheng regretted it for the rest of his life. He originally wanted to rely on his strength and take the imperial examination to become an official, but he ended up becoming a "recommended student". From then on, he was inferior to others in the literary circle because he was not a good official

It was the result of his ancestors' achievements, but it was not based on his true ability, so he was quite despised in the literary circles.

For example, Jia Yucun, although he is seeking help from Jia Zheng at the moment, he still looks down on Jia Zheng in his heart, but he just doesn't show it!

Back to the subject, after Jia Yucun finished showing off an old poem, he asked Jia Huan if he knew how to compose poetry, which seemed a bit demanding.

Jia Huan said "humbly": "You need to be more knowledgeable!"

Jia Zheng's expression immediately changed, and he scolded: "How dare you say such arrogant words, you don't know how generous the world is!"

Jia Huan trembled subconsciously, not because he was afraid, but because Father Zheng's loud voice made his ears buzz, and he was caught off guard and naturally reacted to stress.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jia Yucun's eyes, and he laughed and said: "Brother Cunzhou, don't be surprised. Although we literati have no power to tie a chicken, we must have an awe-inspiring spirit in our chests. Brother Huan's courage is commendable and he deserves to be praised.

, why scold him?"

Jia Zheng fell silent after hearing the words, and just stared at Jia Huan with a stern look. Jia Huan was extremely speechless. He was already very humble, and he only spoke a few words, but in the eyes of adults, he still didn't know how high the world was, and it was his grandma's!

At this time, Jia Yucun smiled again and said: "Today happens to be the fifteenth day. Why don't Brother Huan write a poem with the title of the moon?"

Jia Huan said "weakly": "I just read "Young Learning Qionglin" as a kid. I'm afraid that if I don't do it well, I will make Master Jia laugh."

Jia Zheng glared at Jia Huan again with disgust, a bit like he hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.

Jia Yucun stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, brother Huan, just do it. The writing is fluent, and you don't have to think about whether it's good or bad."

"Then Huan'er dare to try." Jia Huan deliberately tilted his head slightly as if thinking, and was speechless for a long time.

Time passed by by the second, and Jia Zheng's face became more and more ugly. Even though he had just scolded Jia Huan for not knowing how high the world was, he actually still hoped that Jia Huan would show up, so that he could gain some face for himself in front of Jia Yucun.

Li Shi'er saw Master Zheng's face gloomy, while Jia Huan was still standing there like a goose, and couldn't help but snicker, thinking that this boy had grown up, but his brain was just kicked by a donkey, haha!
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Jia Zheng was getting more and more out of control, and was about to scream and kick out this bastard who had embarrassed him, but Jia Huan said: "Yes!"

Jia Yucun nodded and smiled: "Come and sing!"

A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Li Shi'er's mouth. He still didn't know what level Jia Huan was? He didn't even know all the words, and he still imitated others in composing poems. Just wait and see the joke.

At this time, Jia Huan had already chanted in a crisp voice: "The moon is small when the mountain is near and the moon is far away, so this mountain is bigger than the moon. If someone's eyes are as big as the sky, he will see that the mountain is high and the moon is wider."

Jia Huan had just finished chanting, and Li Shi'er's eyes widened. He didn't expect Jia Huan to actually do it, but he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad at his level, so he could only wait for Jia Zheng and Jia Yucun.

Reaction.

When Jia Huan first started reciting, Jia Yucun didn't think so, but when Jia Huan finished reciting the last two sentences, his expression suddenly changed. He stared at Jia Huan strangely for a while, and then he praised: "Not bad.

Brother Huan, what a wonderful idea. If someone's eyes are as big as the sky, he will see that the mountains are high and the moon is wider, how wonderful, how wonderful!"

This poem "Moon-covering Mountain House" was written by Wang Shouren, a great man who combines virtue, meritorious service and speech. It is said that Wang Shouren was still a little kid when he wrote this poem, so the words and sentences were ordinary, but

His angle of observing things is refreshing, as if a new world has suddenly opened up.

"Mr. Jia is so complimentary. It's not done well and makes you laugh." Jia Huan rubbed his little hands shyly. Wang Shouren was from the Ming Dynasty, but there is no Ming Dynasty in this world of Red Mansions, so Jia Huan deserves to be the copywriter.

He is confident and at ease.

Jia Yucun took a deep look at Jia Huan and couldn't help but said sincerely: "This poem uses ordinary words, but it is novel and thought-provoking. It is really rare for Brother Huan to write such a poem at such an age."

Jia Zheng, who was originally dark-faced, now became radiant. His poetry level was average, but his appreciation level was still good, so he knew that Jia Yucun's evaluation was not exaggerated, but he still said modestly: "Brother Yucun is overly praised, please be careful.

I will kill this evil obstacle."

Jia Yucun laughed, fumbled around for a while, and finally took out only a piece of silver. He handed it to Jia Huan with a bit of embarrassment: "I came here in a hurry and didn't prepare a meeting gift. Although the silver is a bit tacky, it's worth it."

It’s the New Year’s money given to Brother Huan.”

Jia Huan's eyes lit up. This ingot of silver was estimated to be worth ten taels. Now that he was worried about not having the capital to do business, it was exactly what he wanted, so he immediately reached out to take it and said, "It's a gift from the elders, but I dare not refuse. Huan'er thanked Mr. Jia."<

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When Jia Zheng saw Jia Huan's happy expression, he couldn't help but frown. If Jia Yucun hadn't been there, he would have scolded him loudly. As the saying goes, a gentleman is more righteous than a villain, and a villain is more righteous than profit. This evil obstacle is lost in money.<

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When Jia Yucun saw that Jia Huan liked money, he became even more angry because he also liked money. He laughed and said: "Brother Cunzhou, Brother Huan is a scholar. If you train him well, he will surely become a successful person in the future.

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Although Jia Zheng didn't take it seriously after hearing this, his face felt a little brighter, and his eyes when he looked at Jia Huan became softer. He asked, "Have you paid your respects to your grandmother and mother today?"

"Please." Jia Huan replied.

"Well, the girl from your uncle Lin's family is coming into the house today. You should also go and meet her. Don't be rude." Jia Zheng ordered.

Jia Huan quickly agreed, bowed and left, feeling happy in his heart. Unexpectedly, Jia Yucun, the rebellious boy, was quite generous. He took out ten taels of silver without even frowning, plus the two taels of silver beans given by Wang Xifeng before.
Chapter completed!