Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 10 [010] Mocking Wang Xifeng

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jia Chen answered fluently:

"The words of the sage Confucius mean: A gentleman does not pursue satiety in food, does not pursue comfort in living, is sensitive in doing things, prudent in speech, and always corrects his mistakes, and he is considered to be eager to learn."

Jia Dairu felt relieved, nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Okay! The answer is amazing, even more subtle than the standard answer of the county test in previous years! I thought you just got the samadhi, but I didn't expect that you penetrated into it, got the essence, and understood the words of the sage."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the school, with sighs and sighs one after another.

The students all looked at Jia Chen in shock. This guy's answer actually exceeded the standard answer of the county test?

Doesn't that mean that he is better than the question maker and grader of the county test?
You must know that those who can give questions and grade papers for the county test are all talented and experienced scholars.

Jia Chen is only a thirteen-year-old boy, how could he be smarter than Fang Hongru?
This is simply incredible!
Some students wondered whether Jia Dairu was old and confused, or whether he was not good enough and couldn't tell the good from the bad, so he uttered such a shocking big talk.

Jia Baoyu's face was cloudy and cloudy. He was always a living dragon admired by all the stars, and everyone revolved around him, but for two consecutive days, Jia Chen took all the limelight in the school, and everyone The attention was also on Jia Chen, which made Jia Baoyu feel lost and depressed.

But Jia Chen was quick-witted, and he answered the grandfather's questions fluently, which shocked Jia Baoyu and sighed.

Jia Chen's outstanding performance shook Jia Baoyu's heart a little, and he began to wonder whether he was right or wrong in despising scholars?

It would be understandable to regard a scholar who seeks fame and fortune and memorizes by rote as a lucrative, but can a scholar like Jia Chen, who has real talents and learning, be considered a lucrative generation?

Just when Jia Baoyu's heart was ups and downs, Jia Lan and Jia Zhu were also deeply shocked. They both claimed to be the seeds of reading, but they were far from Jia Chen, and it was difficult to match them.

Jia Dairu looked around at the crowd and reprimanded:
"You lazy dandies, you only know how to play around all day long, and you can't even compare to Jia Chen's half. You are really worthless sons and unworthy descendants! In the future, if you have any questions that you don't understand, you can ask Jia Chen for advice." .”

Seeing the students drooping their heads, shrinking their necks, looking like quails, and not saying a word, Jia Dairu's anger burned even more intensely, and he ordered in a deep voice:
"From now on, you are going to pay Jia Chen the half-teacher ceremony, have you heard that?"

As soon as these words came out, the students all curled their mouths and bared their teeth, raised their eyebrows and opened their eyes, looking unhappy and unhappy.

Many students were very dissatisfied, but this was Jia Dairu's order, and they dared not disobey.

Suddenly, Jia Dairu changed the topic again:
"It's because I didn't think carefully just now. You are not allowed to ask Jia Chen for advice in the future, so as not to disturb him from concentrating on his studies. He is the most promising study seed among you, and you can't be delayed by you unlucky seeds!"

The corners of Jia Chen's lips twitched, and he thought to himself:

Although the old man was praising me, he also made enemies for me. He praised me to the sky and made other students useless. The classmates must hate me.

Of course, I am not afraid that they will gang up on me. Now that I have learned the Wudang Seven Star Sword, and my strength is stronger than that of an adult, even if these students fight together, they will not be my opponent.

It's just that the old man's emotional intelligence is really speechless, he is really a rotten book, and he doesn't understand the world.

Knowledge of the world is knowledge, sophistication of human feelings is writing. No wonder the old man took the exam all his life and only passed the exam for a boy student. He is lacking in dealing with people, so how can he write an article that impresses the examiner?

If others knew Jia Chen's thoughts, they would definitely be shocked. It's unbelievable that a boy who is only thirteen years old is more mature and transparent than an old child in his sixties.

This can no longer be called a child prodigy, but a proper evildoer!

But at this time, Jia Dairu was in a happy mood, like tasting sweets, and said with a smile:
"In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, the various examinations of the county examination also include test post poems, poems, Fu, policies, treatises, sexual theory, and Guangxun, etc.

Titles, poems, and essays all have a certain format, and temple taboos, imperial names, and holy taboos cannot be violated.

Chen'er, after school every day, you go to my house, and I will give you an extra class. "

The corners of Jia Chen's lips twitched slightly: This is a small treat for myself!
Although I have a photographic memory and pass the county test with ten chances, I can't disobey Jia Dairu's kindness, so I bowed my hands and said:
"Thank you sir for your kindness, and the students would like to obey the teacher's instructions."

The students around had different expressions, some were envious, some were sneering with disdain, and some were watching coldly.

Jia Chen secretly sighed in his heart, although now the Jia family looks impressive, rich and noble, and can support many descendants, but after the emperor copied the Jia family, these students would lose the protection and support of the Jia family, and had to Facing the cruel world, relying on one's own efforts, earning a living with difficulty.

I want to save the Jia family, not because of these moths that are belling and eating, but to save the Jia family including the twelve beauties, and even more to save myself.

Once the Jia family is defeated, as a collateral descendant of the Rong Mansion, although I may not be confiscated, my reputation will be affected, my reputation will be damaged, and it will have a negative impact on myself as an official or a businessman in the future. .

Therefore, I had no choice but to save Jia's family, and of course, I had to clean up the house, and clean up all the scum who were arrogant and lawless in the two governments.

Jia Dairu read a passage of "The Analects" according to the scriptures, then waved his hands impatiently and said:
"Giving lectures to you urchins is like playing the piano to the cows. Let's leave school. When you go back, memorize this paragraph. I will check it tomorrow."

After all, he smiled at Jia Chen:
"Chen'er, come with me."

Now Jia Dairu pins all his hopes on Jia Chen. Although Jia Lan and Jia Zhu are more serious about their studies, they are still far behind Jia Chen.

Among all the students in the Jia Mansion Academy, Jia Chen is the only one who is expected to pass the county examination in February next year.

As for Jia Lan and Jia Zhu, it is estimated that they will need another two years of polishing before they can hope to pass the county test.

Jia Chen followed Jia Dairu out of the school, passed through the east corner gate, and entered Ningrong Street.

Almost all of Jia's Beijing Eight Households live on Ningrong Street, and Jia Dairu's home is also on this street, which is only more than one mile away from Jia's School.

Jia Chen followed Jia Dairu into his house. This is a second-class house with the same area and layout as his own house, but it looks a little newer.

The furnishing in the room is very simple, the only decent furniture in the main hall is an Eight Immortals table and two Taishi chairs.

Jia Dairu greeted warmly:
"Chen'er, sit wherever you want, you can treat this place as your own home, no need to talk heresy."

"Thank you, my lord!" Jia Chen cupped his hands and sat down on one of the grand master's chairs.

Walking like a pine, sitting like a bell, Jia Dairu saw that he was sitting upright, dignified and majestic, he was quite majestic at a young age, and his love for him deepened in his heart.

"Grandson pays respects to grandpa!"

Accompanied by a slightly frivolous male voice, a young man in his twenties stepped into the main hall and saluted Jia Dairu.

This young man has handsome features, but his face is oily, his face is wretched, his eyes are full of peach blossoms, and there are lustful eyes in the corners of his eyes.

Jia Chen raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself: I guess this guy should be the one in the original novel who flirted with Wang Xifeng, but was killed by Wang Xifeng's lovesickness trick instead.

Then should I save this poor, perverted, misguided fellow?
(End of this chapter)