"Uncle Rong can make so much money with just a few fingers. Grandma Er's usury loans for a year are not enough for him to earn in a month." Ping'er said.

Wang Xifeng, who was sitting on the bed, nodded. She was wearing a bright red dress embroidered with gold thread, a woman's bun, and makeup. She looked very beautiful.

She said: "That's right, those scholars are rich and noble masters. We gave us usury money, but they didn't even look at it. They thought it was dirty!"

Ping'er said with a smile: "Second Grandma, why don't you ask Uncle Rong for a way to make this money go around so that you can have more money."

Wang Xifeng nodded, "I have to ask. This bad boy is not easy to deal with. Let me think about how to tell him."

Wang Xifeng wanted to tell Jia Rong about this matter a long time ago, but Jia Rong went out early and came back late, reviewing her homework day and night, and Wang Xifeng did not dare to disturb her.

This delay will delay the Chinese New Year.

At this point, Yan Gaoshan was dissatisfied.

He slapped the table, "How come this year's filial piety is less than ten thousand taels? The charcoal money is also less, what's going on?"

Every year during the examination, he can receive filial piety money ranging from 10,000 taels to 20,000 taels. If someone from his side is the examiner, he can even receive 30,000 taels of filial piety money.

The subordinate said with a smile on his face: "This year is a little special. Sir, you have forgotten. The examiner this time is Zhang Ding, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion."

"This Zhang Ding doesn't have a lot of money, doesn't accept banquets, and doesn't accept filial piety money. Even if it's a writing fee, he doesn't want it.

When they see the examiner, they don’t accept money, and they don’t dare to accept it blatantly, so the money they receive will be less.”

Money is Yan Gaoshan's heart and soul, and money is Yan Gaoshan's lifeblood. He didn't expect that doing so would make his heart ache.

"I really shot myself in the foot. I thought I could make extra money. This Zhang Ding is really a loser. He doesn't even want money if he has money."

Yan Gaoshan thought for a while and asked: "I can understand that there is less money for filial piety, but there is also less money for the restaurant, so it is unreasonable.

The restaurant costs more than that. Did someone take my money?"

Yan Gaoshan gritted his teeth and asked.

The official who brought the money quickly bent down and explained, "Sir, even if we deceive my old mother, we dare not deceive you.

You don’t know that not only you have less money, but those of us who are responsible for the examination also have less money.

The way for those people to become famous in Kyoto is no longer to drink and socialize, nor to compete for poetry and literary talent on the spot, but to publish newspapers and write articles to refute."

"With these two visits, the business of the restaurant has decreased, and the business of Yage and Yayuan has also decreased. No one made much money in this meeting.

On the contrary, the newspaper office has made money, and they are sending boxes of silver to Taizhou every day. I won’t wait to read it.

Just listening to it makes me feel envious."

Yan Gaoshan felt even more distressed, "This bastard Jia Rong has really picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon."

It's a foregone conclusion. There is no way to deal with Jia Rong now. We can only wait until he enters the officialdom and then use methods to deal with him.

Yan Gaoshan gritted his teeth and wished he could eat Jia Rong in one bite.

"We have to find a way to get the newspaper company."

……

The funeral was held only eighty-one days after the funeral of the Duke of Zhen Guo. The entire family had to put up a tent to see him off.

Jia Lian went to the Rongguo Mansion, but Jia Rong needed to go to the Ningguo Mansion in person.

Jia Rong did not go to express condolences. She would rather read for an extra hour than take a step in that direction.

Niu Jizong carried the coffin and walked forward.

Passing by Ning Guogong's tent, Jia Rong picked up a bowl of sacrificial wine and said to him: "Your father left early, and your father has also left now. From now on, the government will rely on you."

The people nearby tried hard not to laugh. Everyone knew that the two families had a feud. Jia Rong was sarcastically saying that the Niu family was going to die.

Niu Jizong's eyes turned red and he was about to attack Jia Rong.

"Uncle, calm down and put the overall situation first."

"Uncle, you still hold the memorial tablet of the Grand Duke in your hand, so don't be impulsive."

Everyone persuaded Niu Jizong.

Niu Jizong's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said to Jia Rong: "Just wait for me."

"I can still be afraid when your father is here. Now that your father is gone, I have nothing to be afraid of. Niu Jizong, God is watching what you do, and you deserve it."

"That's enough, Jia Rong, stop talking nonsense." Wang Shuirong of Beijing appeared and interrupted the fight.

Wang Shuirong of Beijing, who is still young, has a handsome appearance and a modest temperament.

Wang Shuirong of Beijing had a long-term friendship with the Jia family due to his ancestors, so Jia She gave him face and took Jia Rong to the back.

Niu Jizong was very grateful to Wang Shuirong of Beijing.

Wang Shuirong of Beijing said kindly: "Don't worry, I will help you."

……

After entering the twelfth lunar month, clan elders began to come to inquire about this year's sacrifices.

Jia Lian hinted at the side that everyone respects Jia Rong and appoints Jia Rong as the next clan leader.

Sacrifice in the clan is simple, and Ningguo Mansion only needs to pay for it.

The sacrifices held in Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion are different, because they will participate in the joint examination next year, so this time the sacrifices are particularly important.

Jia Jing came down from the mountain to preside over it in person, and no male in the Rongguo Mansion was allowed to be absent.

Even Jia Baoyu needs to follow him honestly.

Jia Jing took Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu, Jia Huan, Jia Rong and others to burn incense and pray. Everyone knelt in the ancestral hall to pray for a good year next year.

At the same time, Jia Jing summoned the elders of the clan and said: "Zhen'er is not feeling well and cannot walk on the ground. Many affairs in the clan cannot be handled in time. Therefore, the position of clan leader is taken by Jia Rong. Please..."

After the matter was settled, Jia Rong concentrated on the imperial examination, and even Qin Keqing could not attract his interest.

Will try

After all the candidates entered the venue, the examiner Zhang Ding led the candidates to worship their ancestors, sweep away dust, wash away bad luck and other rituals.

In the northwest corner of the auditorium, there are three rows of cabins, with six cabins in each row. Candidates live in their own cabins and are guarded and taken care of by the invigilator, and are not allowed to leave without permission.

It was dinner time, and Zhang Ding, as the examiner, was still supervising everyone seriously and responsibly:

"Whether you can achieve success or not depends entirely on tomorrow! I emphasize again, no matter what, you must get up early tomorrow and prepare your answer sheet!"

Zhang Ding's voice echoed in the empty and quiet examination room, sounding solemn and solemn. The candidates expressed their opinions one after another: "Follow the teachings!"

After the candidates finished eating, they went to bed early because they had to take the exam early tomorrow morning.

The invigilator was sitting next to the wooden table, drinking tea and chatting.

"Who do you think can take the first place on the A list?" one person asked.

"Wang Qiyuan is good."

"Liu Mingquan in Suzhou is good."

"I think it's Lu Shijun from Jinling."

"What do you think, sir?" one person asked Zhang Ding.

Zhang Ding's first thought was Jia Rong, but he said: "Everyone depends on his own ability. We will see when the time comes."

Everyone said: "My lord, that's what you said."

Early the next morning, just after dawn, the invigilator knocked on all the doors to wake everyone up. Then, the invigilator led them to the examination room.

On the way, the invigilator told them: "No whispering during the exam later;

You are not allowed to raise your head and glance around; you are not allowed to take a nap or talk nonsense.

Once confirmed, they will be kicked out directly. Moreover, not only will they not be given lunch or dinner, they will not even be given a change of clothes, and will only be given a cloth to wrap themselves."

The rules of the examination are very harsh for the scholars who come here for the first time, but not so special for those candidates who often take the imperial examination.

Therefore, although the candidates complained, they did not pay much attention to it.

Under the guidance of the invigilator, the candidates came to the examination booth one after another.

At this moment, the candidates were in different moods, some were nervous and apprehensive, some were looking forward to excitement, and some were indifferent... All kinds of feelings were gathered here, making it complicated and difficult to distinguish.

It’s great that this exam actually allows you to submit your papers in advance.

When Jia Rong saw the questions, she closed her eyes and rested. In fact, her consciousness entered the system, she went through the test questions again, read them carefully again, revised them, and then wrote the final version on the test paper.

This time he was full of confidence, thinking: "Even if he can't get the first place in Huiyuan, he can still get the first place."

Even if there are others, he can't guarantee that he will get the first place.

After he finished answering all the test papers, only one day had passed.

He raised his hand and said, "Sir, hand in the paper."

Everyone was surprised, and the invigilator was also very surprised, "Have you finished your answer?"

"Answer finished."

Zhang Ding walked out of the small room quickly, feeling a little nervous. Is this Jia Rong too proud? Knowing how to test is so important, he can finish it in one day.

Zhang Ding asked him: "Jia Rong, I'm asking you one last time. Have you really finished answering?"

"Answer finished."

Seeing that Jia Rong looked natural and handed in papers in front of everyone, Zhang Ding did not like showing favoritism.

"Rewind."
Chapter completed!