On April 13th, the sky is clear and the summer is endless.

In the morning, Jia Huan entertained Jia Dairu who came to visit him in the front yard of Wangyueju.

Jia Dairu was seventy-eighty years old and specially changed into a clean Confucian shirt, sat on a chair, drank tea, and didn't know how to speak for a long time.

Jia Huan smiled and did not urge him. He met Jia Lian yesterday and met and talked about the honeycomb coal. Jia Lian was not able to sell the honeycomb coal to the palace, so he thought he could give it a try. The Jia family did not have the way in the palace.

As for the reason why Jia Dairu came to visit today, he knew very well. He arranged Jia Rui to be a small leader in the Jia Mansion's concierge yesterday. This was a good job.

Jia Huan had a very good impression of Jia Rui. However, given that Jia Rui was honest during the period of schooling, he arranged a place for Jia Rui to drop out of school. He was twenty years old and had no future in studying.

Jia Dairu took a deep breath and bowed his hand, "The third master will never refuse if he has any orders in the future."

Jia Huan made a gesture, "The great man is so serious." He nodded and sent Jia Dairu out.

In fact, what Jia Dairu can help him is probably at the level of clan elders to help him support him. For example, when the clan sacrifice, his ranking may be higher.

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After returning home, he was busy for several days to implement the power boundaries and penetrated his influence into all aspects outside the Jia family. In the past few days, Jia Huan has been a little nervous. Just as he was about to go back to the backyard to rest, he was talking to the two maids, Chang followed Jiang Xing in, "Third Master, Master, please come over."

Jia Huan went out a little strangely and took a detour to the Mengpozhai, Jia Zheng's small study. At this time, why did Jia Zheng be at home? Zheng's father has always been a bureaucrat who is not late or leave early.

In Mengpozhai, ice cubes are arranged, which are cool and comfortable in early summer. Jia Zheng was wearing casual clothes and was sitting on a chair drinking tea in a leisurely manner. There was also a man in his thirties chatting with him.

Jia Huan said: "I have met my father."

Jia Zheng nodded and reached out to introduce: "This is Fu Shi, the magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture."

Fu Shi stood up, saluted Jia Huan, and said with a smile: "I have heard of Brother Shi's name for a long time. I am really happy to see him today."

Jia Huan politely said a few words and looked at Fu Shi. This guy is Jia Zheng’s most proud disciple. His sister named Fu Qiufang is said to be a reflection of Baochai to some extent.

After a while of greeting, Jia Zheng said: "In two days, the old Fengjun birthday party at the Prince of Beijing's Palace, you and your second brother Lian will go there."

Jia Huan understood as soon as he heard it and said, "Congratulations to my father."

The Jia family has the best relationship and the highest status is King Beijing. Today, Jia Zheng introduced his most proud disciple Fu Shi and arranged for himself to attend the birthday party at the Prince Beijing's Mansion. It was obvious that his official position was settled.

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Huan in surprise. His son's reaction was very fast. Seeing that Jia Huan's congratulations were a little light, he shook his head, was lazy to argue with Jia Huan, and said, "You go."

He knew that a fifth-rank official position could not cause emotional fluctuations in his son. But for him, it was a big step. From then on, he could go to court.

After Jia Huan left, Fu Shi smiled and said, "Teacher, Brother Shi is so smart, he will definitely make great achievements in the future." He didn't know the news that Jia Zheng was going to be promoted, but it did not prevent him from complimenting Mr. Zheng.

Jia Zheng smiled and said, "As young as he is, he may not be good. It depends on his achievements in the spring exam three years later."

Fu Shi just smiled. The teacher is right and wrong!

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Jia Huan left from Jia Zheng's small study, Mengpozhai, and went straight through the Jia Mansion. He returned to Wangyueju from the inner house. He just instructed Ruyi to take the two paintings of Tang Bohu for appreciation.

A little maid hurriedly ran in and said breathlessly: "San Master, your classmate is coming to the mansion to deliver the letter. He said there is something urgent."

Jia Huan sighed speechlessly and put down Qingwen's little hand. He had just lied to the little girl and said that it was time to look at her face. Is it so difficult to relax?

Qingwen giggled, her bright eyes were coquettish, and she pushed Jia Huan's shoulder slightly, "San Master, please go quickly! Maybe something is really wrong."

Jia Huan shook his head and stood up to the front yard of Wangyueju. In the living room, Pang Ze was drinking tea, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Jia Huan greeted Pang Ze, sat down with him, and asked, "Shi Yuan, what's the urgent matter?"

Pang Ze just came from Dashi Yongfang and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Ziyu, something big happened..."

Pang Ze came to inform Jia Huan of the latest information of the court. In mid-March, the student of the Shoushan Academy of the Donglin Party Organization, the student of the Imperial College, and the juren who participated in the examination in the capital caused trouble. Today, the emperor was furious. After this period of game, the punishment result has been:

Twenty-two Juren were sentenced to the Cultural Revolution by the Ministry of Rites to remove fame and honor. 152 students of the Imperial College were imprisoned. The censor was investigated and questioned. He was deprived of fame and honor, but he was demoted to minor officials depending on the situation. The Donglin Party Head Shan Academy was seized, and all 121 teachers and students were imprisoned.

The leader of the Donglin Party, Li Dashi, was officially imprisoned. Huang Dazhong, the member of the Donglin Party, was appointed as the official department of the Ministry of Revenue, and Liu Anyi, the head of the Qing Literature Department of the Huguang Ministry of Revenue, was demoted from the court. The Nanshu Room was abolished and the government was fully powered by the Military Affairs Office.

Yes, the mountain chief was appointed by the emperor to investigate the crimes of the students of the Imperial College and the teachers and students of the Shoushan Academy."

Jia Huan's eyes twitched and said in a deep thought: "This is an offensive job, why is it the mountain leader's turn to do it again?" He naturally remembered the rumors he heard: Emperor Yongzhi had a grudge against the mountain leader's past impeachment.

Pang Ze shook his head, "How can I know? It is said that the emperor appointed him on the spot in Wuying Hall. Alas..., the chief of the mountain is open-minded and open-minded. But we aides, and brother Zhang Shi, are all a little worried. It is said that Liu Guoshan and Luo Luolang were all imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice."

They all know the rumor. Because the road to recovery and recovery is particularly difficult.

Jia Huan knocked gently on the table with his fingers. Although he had a first glimpse of the things in the court, he wanted him to set up a plan to get rid of the current dilemma. Explained in a game term: his skill proficiency is not enough.

Jia Huan thought about it for a while and said, "As far as I think, try to excuse these scholars and avoid convictions."

These days, there are no newspapers, radio, or television. Public opinion depends entirely on scholars and famous prostitutes. If you offend scholars, even if the reputation of the great scholar of the mountain leader is ruined. Scholars have always been willing to curse and challenge authority. The emperor can scold them, but who else can't scold them?

Pang Ze nodded and said, "If you really want to kill someone, the straitors are not good for the mountain leader." This is their consensus. The key is how to excuse these passionately marching scholars.

Jia Huan suggested: "Try to use the Shilin public opinion to force the court..."

Jia Huan talked with Pang Ze for a long time, and kept him for dinner before leaving him. Jia Huan returned to the bedroom, worried.

The situation in the Jia Mansion is now very good. He can influence everything from slaves, maids, girls, and rulers in the Jia Mansion. Then the chaos of the Lai family being kicked out, his power in the Jia Mansion was expanded and fixed.

However, suddenly, a crisis came from the mountain captain, and it felt like a thunderbolt from the sky. Jia Huan always felt that letting the mountain captain be responsible for reviewing these scholars belong to the category of ulterior motives. Hopefully, it was not that he thought too much!

There is also Luo Yanlang, who has the friendship of his teachers and commanders, is imprisoned. However, with the temperament of a mountain-leading elder, as long as Luo Yanlang is not the leading criminal, it is expected that the mountain-leading elder will let him go for personal gain.

Jia Huan returned to the bedroom all the way and met Ruyi at the door of the bedroom. The twelve-year-old girl was flushed in an instant and said coquettishly: "San Master, how can you want that kind of despicable thing..." As she said that, she ran away shyly.

Jia Huan blinked in confusion. Looking at Ruyi's pretty back, her little buttocks under her long skirt were slightly plump. Why? The little girl's love was just now? By the way, although Ruyi is not as beautiful as Qingwen, her shy appearance is beautiful and gentle, and she has a bit of a young beauty.

Jia Huan made a fuss about Ruyi and felt better. He smiled and entered the bedroom. There was a round table and a seat in the middle of the bedroom. There were two scrolls on the table. He went out to see Pang Zeqian in the afternoon and asked Ruyi to take out the painting that Jia She had used to pay the silver for appreciation.

Jia Huan opened the scroll and immediately understood the reason why Ruyi said this. Tang Bohu's landscape paintings are very accurate. His figure paintings are even more hailed as unattainable for three hundred years. However, Brother Bohu is even more famous with another painting: spring - palace painting. Jia She used the scroll to pay for silver, one is landscape painting and the other is spring - palace painting.

Jia Huan was a little amused, but he could not accuse Jia She of cheating him. Tang Bohu's spring - palace paintings are indeed worth more than a thousand taels of silver. Moreover, they are priceless but not marketable, and are of high quality.

The first thing Jia Huan appreciated was of course...chun - palace painting. Although he had experienced the affairs of men and women, he was still a little curious and spread the scroll on the table. At night, the candlelight in Jia Huan's bedroom was bright.

"San Master, are you still looking at that painting?" Qingwen came in from outside the door with half a bucket of hot water. She saw Jia Huan looking at the scroll, her pretty face was red and her eyes were a little charming.

Jia Huan turned around and smiled and said, "It's not illegal to take a look." For a person who has experienced modern social information and movie bombardment, this implicit ancient figure painting is actually too simple. It is not as high as some comics.

Qingwen put down the bucket, and her beautiful big eyes slanted Jia Huan with pretty eyes, "San Master, how can you be like this?"

Jia Huan smiled, it was difficult to argue, and changed the topic and said, "Let's show you the palmistry."

Qingwen chuckled with a sweet smile, and her youthful vitality bloomed, and she said angrily: "San Master, do you think I'm stupid!" She was very smart. Of course, she knew that it was not a good thing for Jia Huan to show her palmaria in the afternoon. It was just that she was happy. It was not suitable now!

That's right, he stood beside Jia Huan, leaned against the table, and spoke with Jia Huan.

Qingwen wore a light pink tooth-pinching vest for a few days, combed with a bun, and a silver hairpin was inserted into her hair, with a pretty face with a beautiful face. She was beautiful and charming in her face. She was like a beautiful flower under the candlelight of the night, and was pretty and colorful.

Jia Huan couldn't help but look at it a few more times and asked with a smile: "Do you feel better about Mama Lai now?" The Lai family took the initiative to give in and went to Jinling to be the head of the village. In fact, the result was not too bad.

Qingwen nodded, her bright eyes fell on Jia Huan's face, and she whispered: "Yes." She had inquired specifically, and the Lai family still had some family background. If she went to Jinling, Lai Mama would not suffer. She still had to pay the favor if she had the chance.

Seeing that Qingwen, who had always been strong and had a dry temperament and was sloppy, suddenly felt a little delicate and sad. After all, Jia Huan couldn't help but kiss her pretty face.

After a while, Qingwen reacted and screamed, "Ah..., Master Third, you take advantage of me." As she said that, she ran away in panic.

Jia Huan rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly. This reaction is too exaggerated! (To be continued.)

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