Aunt Lin nodded: "I went there early."

He touched his chin and said with a smile: "That kid Qiang'er has been working in Qilin Commercial Bureau for several years, and he still roars so slowly."

Jia Jing shook his head and said: "The level of that move is a bit low, not too pedantic."

They all jumped a little.

How much difference is there between Brother Shi Jun's residence and the Confucian house of Jia Dynasty?

One of the ways to cultivate good deeds and cultivate Confucianism.

Jia Jing lowered his little thumb and said, "My uncle is so powerful!"

Seeing Jia Qiang running back in a hurry again.

"Students have met Prince Yixiao, Cifu Xiaoren, Dinghaiqian, Pinghaibo..."

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Jia Jing couldn't help but laugh and said: "He's just imitating howling like a mouse!"

Jia Jing, who passed by Wenshanhuihai, frowned when he saw it.

"The more we reorganize our family education, the better it will be."

Liao Qing is a talented person, so even Liao Qing was sent to Taiwan to immigrate to Taiwan this time by me.

Jia Qiang was immediately startled.

"My nephew-in-law's master is literate, can he teach people?"

"Anyway, it's still less than a year before the entrance examination."

"He not only taught me to sing, but also taught me to read and write..."

Then he walked out of the school in small steps.

Jia Jing has the smallest imagination.

Then he stuttered and recited the Tao: "Master, Master said, the Tao, the Tao, the way it is, the way it is, you, you know it, it, it, it..."

But they don’t have the excellent appearance of Jia Cong Qishe’s brothers.

Not many people can read these days, so most of the teachings in the opera house are passed down by word of mouth.

The face is ordinary but strange.

Jia Jing said: "Dad, uncle, let's go and study at home first."

When I recite it again, it turns out that I have to do less.

He quickly said: "Lingguan, your master is really your father!"

I loved reading when I was in college. I was extremely illiterate, but it hindered me from getting to know people.

While talking.

It’s simply not a serious replica of the past.

"What's his name? Which room does he live in?"

Jia Jing looked at his cheap man with a dumbfounded expression.

Jia Cong's seven generations of princes, although they belong to the family of Zhong and Ding, they are also a scholarly family.

She repeatedly exclaimed: "Don't my uncle-in-law and father-in-law also have a hidden gem in the ocean?!"

Jia She patted me casually: "You bastard, you are talking nonsense again!"

Jia Qiang has no intention of helping Lingguan solve the mystery of his life experience.

"It's just that it's always bad to have a serious tribesman sitting in charge."

"I'm afraid he is a cousin, or the son of a distant cousin, whose family is in decline and living in a pear orchard."

"Even serious ancestral filial piety is bad practice."

Jia Jing spread his hands and said with a smile: "Dad, you really want to recognize your eldest sister as your son!"

Jia Daixiu: "The second son of the eighth uncle's family in Qianjie Daixiu, named Jia You, is what you are looking at."

"Your name is Jia, Jia, Ping, Bafang, Bafang..."

"Anyway, being idle is idle. Let's go to my home to study first, and then go to my house!"

Suddenly he cursed: "This is all the fault of Master Jia Congdao!"

Jia Qiang is happy and bows as a bow.

I came here one year ago, and there was a new group of college students studying outside my home.

Jia She smiled and said: "I guess 1,144."

"Remember to ask Qiang'er when he returns to Jiangnan."

If the children of the Jia family are raised from childhood, they will definitely be in charge of their careers.

I read a sentence under the podium, and all the college students responded in unison.

Liao Qinghe and Jia Jing and Jia Shi agreed to Brother Shi Jun's request to stay, and then boarded the car and left.

Jia Cong hurriedly asked: "Qiang'er, what's wrong?"

"Is it contagious if you go to the house early in the morning and block people?"

Jia Jing said: "Now that even the student Jia Ying has gone to Taiwan, there are still no scholars outside the clan?"

When he saw Jia She, he trembled and knelt down, wanting to perform the national ceremony.

The car was rolling and we arrived at the door of Liao Qinghe's house on Qian Street early.

Jia Cong and Qi She frowned slightly when they saw it.

I still feel like I’m getting worse.

After a long while, Jia Dai's servant opened the door.

Jia Qiang shook her head: "The senior official said that your master is not in Jiangnan yet."

In fact, don't talk about Jia Shi's sage-hand Junma.

Jia Qiang thought for a while and hurried to Prince Yixiao's Mansion.

"Before Uncle Qi passed by, the two moves were not suppressed."

Explain Chapter 7 in one go.

Aunt Lin casually patted a college student next to her.

"That's why Qiang's daughter-in-law is Leji."

Although Jia Jing retired from the Hanlin Academy, he never touched the Seven Books and Seven Classics twice.

Jia She said: "After a few years of experience in the shopping mall, it would be wrong to return to Beijing and become a high official after the training has ruined the successor."

After all, he is a famous eight-song champion.

Aunt Lin asked Jia Jingdao a few words in person.

There is no big yard.

That’s why my first reaction was that.

Jia Shi smiled and said: "Qiang'er, you have to shed blood to recognize your relatives."

But Jia You looks like a middle-aged man, and the age difference between him and Jia Cong Qishe is quite small.

Jia Daixiu: "Originally, I didn't have the Seventh Uncle Confucianism to sit in charge, and I didn't have two disciples to teach me."

Jia She said: "Now you live down the street in front of Xiaoguanyuan?"

Lingguan, that master actually knows how to read, and can he still teach people?

Jia Jing saw that Brother Shi Jun was younger than Jia Dairu.

Zhu Xijing also failed the examination and now has something to do.

He must really be from Liao Qingzhong, even if he is from a side branch, it is naturally rare to be able to read and read.

The master is like this, as you can imagine.

I thought to myself, how can I teach it like that?

He is said to be a scholar, but he has even passed the county and government examinations.

Aunt Lin sighed: "You have told Jia Jingjia a long time ago that Jia Jingjia comes to study in my house."

He quickly asked: "Grandfather, father, and uncle, what if you take the senior official to Jia Rui's grandfather's house to shed blood to recognize your relatives?"

Jia She quickly supported me and said with a smile: "Uncle Eighth, no courtesy."

Only Jia She, Jia Cong, Qi Youlu, father and son, Weng Xin, were still chatting.

Even Emperor Yongtai took coal briquettes and Xiao Cuier back to the Grand View Garden.
To be continued...