Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 317

This year's Shuntian Mansion Examination, Jia Cong took the lead in the mansion, Baoyu became Sun Shan, and was listed on the list.

The government test was obviously more difficult, except for Jia Cong and Baoyu, the other six members of Ningrong Jia's family who took the test all failed.

But even so, the results achieved were beyond Master Jing's expectations.Especially Baoyu's shocking policy theory made Mr. Jing dumbfounded.

If it is said that Jia Cong's policy theory is commendable in its practicality, people from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry regard it as a treasure.Na Baoyu's policy theory is quite popular with the officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Although Mr. Zheng said that he was in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he had already flown to the Shuntian government office.

"Master, master..."

Whoa!

The door of the guard room was pulled open by Mr. Zheng, and he asked eagerly, "Ah Gui, how are you doing?"

The entourage, Agui, replied with a very strange expression: "Second Master has won, just at the bottom of the list. Third Master Cong won the first place in the government's trial case, and the other brothers in the clan did not make it to the list."

"I hit it, I hit it, I hit it."

It doesn't matter if Sun Shan is not Sun Shan, as long as he wins.

Mr. Zheng didn't notice the strange expression of his attendant at all, and fell into joy.

It wasn't until his colleagues came to congratulate him that Mr. Zheng slowly realized that something was wrong.

"Brother Cun Zhou, your son should come to our Metropolitan Procuratorate, he is simply a born troll... Ahem, a natural censor!"

"Yes, yes, in the past, I thought that your son was just a romantic talent who is good at poetry, but I didn't want to be a natural admonisher. You are worthy of the blood of Brother Zhou, and you have the strength of Brother Zhou!"

what?
what?
What did Baoyu do?
Mr. Zheng was stunned, until someone took out the transcript of Baoyu's Policy Theory, and a group of people surrounded the policy theory in amazement. Mr. Zheng only read it briefly, and his spine felt chills.

Good fellow, your father and I dare not be so reckless!
If Jia Cong's policy theory is a practical relief strategy, then Baoyu's policy theory mainly focuses on the supervision of officials and the punishment of corrupt officials.

The whole story is full of contempt and hatred for the country's thieves, from high-ranking princes to low-ranking officials. It seems that the court is full of civil and military officials, full of official career and economics, and forgets to report the favor of the king and the hearts of the people.

If someone else made remarks like Baoyu's, he would have to be hung on a tree and whipped hard.

But unable to hold back a special place like the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Lu Yang, the No. [-] troll in Guochao and Zuodu Censor, personally patted Jia Zheng on the shoulder, his eyes filled with relief.

"Cunzhou, before you always said that your son is an evil person, the old man thinks that your son has really inherited your character, and he should be the future pillar of my Metropolitan Procuratorate. After he passes the court examination, you bring him to my house Sit down, the old man is very curious, how he wrote such warning words."

……

The two brothers sat in the carriage, and Jia Cong stared at Baoyu all the way.

The guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly came up with such a move.

"Second brother Bao, how did you do it? There is not a single dirty word in the whole article, but you scold so freely."

what?
Baoyu felt uncomfortable being stared at by Jia Cong, avoiding Jia Cong's eyes, and murmured: "Actually, I don't know, that's when I saw the title, and unconsciously remembered the misery of the refugees you told me. According to you, the flood could have been avoided, and the people had enough relief from the court to survive. But..."

As he spoke, Baoyu sighed and mustered up his courage.

"I know, I'm a useless and useless person. I don't like official career and economics by nature, and I hate imperial examinations. But every time I hear that corrupt officials harm the people, I can't help but get angry. I have no ability to punish the traitors who oppress the people, and I can't write Writing articles that help the world and save the people, thinking that it doesn’t matter if you don’t pass the exam, just want to use this to scold and vent your anger.”

Good guy, this is what Bao Erye did!
The old lady has protected Baoyu for more than ten years, allowing him to perfectly maintain the concept that human nature is inherently good.

In Baoyu's view, the matter of offending others is irrelevant.After all, he is a fierce man who can smash money Kun and Qian Kang without a teacher at the palace banquet of Fengtian Palace. It is not too normal to write articles to scold the traitors of the country.

But well...

Baoyu went to Rongxi Hall to announce the good news to the old lady, while Jia Cong stayed in the front yard to arrange a family gathering to celebrate.

Before he could make arrangements, he saw Mr. Zheng hurried into the house.

"Brother Cong, where is Baoyu? Where is he?"

Could it be that something happened?Wouldn't it be true that I was right, Second Brother Bao is going to be whipped by the second uncle with a big stick?
"Ah, Second Uncle, don't be angry. Second Brother Bao passed the government examination. Although the policy theory is a bit shocking, it is a happy event after all. You can't beat it, you can't beat it..."

Jia Cong hugged Mr. Zheng who was about to rush into the second gate to look for Baoyu, and signaled the servant girl with his eyes to report to the inner court immediately.

Ok?
Mr. Zheng was a little confused, grabbed Jia Cong by the neck and slipped to him.

"I didn't say I wanted to beat Baoyu. I also read that policy theory. It is indeed a rare and good article..."

During the luncheon at Rongxi Hall, the relatives of the two houses gathered together to have a happy meal. Mr. Zheng drank several glasses in a row, his whole face was radiant, and he even wrote a poem, showing his pride.

It was the first time that Baoyu was praised by the political master, and he drank two more glasses of wine, his round face was flushed, and finally he was sent back to the warm pavilion by Xiangyun to rest in a daze.

"Brother Cong, arrange for someone to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to sue your second uncle for leave..."

Before the old lady could finish her orders, Mr. Zheng got up and went to the Yamen: "Mother, my son is fine. I still have business to deal with this afternoon."

It's a pity, Mr. Zheng is really happy today, he's already dizzy from drinking.

Jia Cong ordered someone to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to ask for leave, and helped him to sit down.

"Second uncle looks like this, how can he handle official business? If he does something wrong due to negligence, it will be troublesome."

"Uh, this is... even if you write a single word, you are ashamed of your kindness and the common people. Brother Cong is right, we won't go, we won't go."

After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, Mr. Zheng leaned back in his chair in a daze, and suddenly covered his face and cried bitterly, scaring the old lady and Jia Cong at a loss.

"Mother, my son is happy!"

"Baoyu is finally promising. Even Lu Zongxian said that Baoyu has the qualifications of admonishing ministers and the character of a son!"

"I thought that without Brother Zhu, my son would have no hope in this life, but God finally opened his eyes and let my son have successors!"

……

Jia Cong settled down with his second uncle, father and son who were drunk, and returned to the study of Dongkuayuan, sighing endlessly.

The fight between the first and second rooms of the Rongguo Mansion seemed like a ridiculous dream. The Elder She and the Elder Zheng contemptuously competed with each other, but they were full of hope for the other's son.

Back then, Grand Master Xi even thought about passing on the title and all the inheritance of the Rongguo Mansion to Jia Zhu, the most promising in his family.

When Baoyu was harmed by the stupid woman Wang's Hanyu, he almost drew his sword and stabbed people in anger.

The same is true for Mr. Zheng. When Jia Cong showed his extraordinary ability to meet people, he went out and talked about his nephew, and he was honored.

Even if my own level is like that, I still try my best to guide and test teachers.When encountering danger, the first reaction is to pull his nephew behind him to protect him.

Although Jia Cong's force value can beat several political lords...

"Oh, I didn't expect Second Uncle to have so many things in his heart..."

"Of course, when you were knighted, Second Uncle was not only happy for you, but also had great disappointment in his eyes."

Daiyu walked into the study, sat opposite Jia Cong, propped her delicate chin with her hands, and stared at Jia Cong.

"Second brother Bao has become famous this time. When we came back, we had received dozens of greeting invitations alone. These are just people who read the rankings in Shuntian Mansion."

Jia Cong pointed to the tall greeting card next to him, and said with a wry smile: "It's a good thing. With Brother Bao's temperament, he is likely to be tricked by others. Not to mention anything else, just his share of civil and military criticism. Policy theory is enough to attract people to hate."

Daiyu frowned, and spit in a cold voice: "What's the matter? Since you are a national traitor, you deserve to be scolded. I read the policy theory, and there is no mistake in the whole article. I read it heartily. !"

"I didn't say that Second Brother Bao was wrong, even Lu Zongxian said that Second Brother Bao's policy is a warning to the world. It's just..."

Jia Cong didn't know how to explain to Daiyu the reality of the court, which is easy to break, not to mention that the court is not a fairy tale world with clear black and white.

Daiyu sighed softly: "I know what you mean, but actually I'm also worried about this. I'm afraid Baoyu will be hated this time."

"It's still me, it's okay."

Jia Cong took the opportunity to rub Daiyu's head, like stroking a cat, causing Daiyu to gently pat her restless hand away.

"Speak the truth..."

Jia Cong moved his chair, leaned against Daiyu, and whispered in her ear.

After a while, Daiyu's eyes lit up: "Is it really possible? Isn't this going to push Baoyu to the fore?"

"On the bright side, even if others want to take advantage of Second Brother Bao, they have to weigh it up, whether they can withstand the anger of officials all over the city."

Jia Cong smiled mysteriously: "Besides, there is another advantage to letting Baoyu stand out. It is the best choice for the second uncle, the second brother Bao, and even the Rongguo Mansion."

……

Lin's daughter, the lord of Wen'an County, invited her to the palace, and obtained the decree from the concubine Xian, and obtained the right to use the Shengqin's courtyard.

Afterwards, invitations were sent out again and again, inviting the noble ladies in Beijing to come to the flower viewing banquet three days later.

This time, the theater troupe was not invited to sing "The White-haired Girl", but the recent hot topics in the capital are still the things that the ladies are most interested in.

Of course, the flower viewing feast this time cannot be separated from gossip, especially with the addition of Bao Yu's policy discussion. The noble ladies have made great efforts to inquire about the girls from Ningrong and Rongfu.

At the same time, the hot discussion on Baoyu's policy theory among officials in the capital intensified, and because of its huge relationship with the implementation of "Relief and Resettlement for Shuntian Mansion Refugees", Baoyu immediately became the best leader in the hearts of many officials.

What are you doing in the lead?Go to the book!
Lu Zongxian, the Zuodu censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, has said that Jia Jue and Jia Baoyu of the Rongguo Mansion have the qualifications to advise ministers.

Since he dared to speak up for the people, scolding the Chinese thieves and beetles all over the dynasty, he also has an official title and is the brother of the imperial concubine.

Then, it would be too perfect for him to take charge of the writing.

Jia Cong took Baoyu out of Rongguo Mansion, and when he held a poetry meeting with the invited officials that day, he immediately became the focus of everyone.

"Little third master, is it really okay for you to be such a spoiled second master?"

Snapped!
Jia Cong flicked the folding fan in his hand, which looked like a feather fan and a scarf.

He smiled and said to Er Gouzi: "How can you say it's a scam? I'm thinking about the future of Brother Bao!"

This poetry meeting also established a poetry club named Minde.

"Yi Gu Gua" has a cloud, a gentleman cultivates morality by invigorating the people.

Consciously or unconsciously, the members of the Poetry Club unify their thinking, and elect Baoyu as the honorary president of the Minde Poetry Club. They agree to hold a Dao Discussion Conference in the Imperial College two days later, and discuss with the Imperial College's supervisors about the traitor Lulu.

Baoyu was dumbfounded, and Jia Cong laughed.

After returning to Rongguo Mansion in a daze, Baoyu came back to his senses, and rushed to the study of Dongkuayuan with a pale face to ask Jia Cong for help.

"Brother Cong, what should I do? What about Lao Shizi's poetry club, can I quit?"

Jia Cong pretended to be surprised: "Ah? Brother Bao, you are the honorary president. You will be the first person to speak at the Dao Discussion Conference two days later. If you are going to back down, won't you be lost in front of everyone in the Imperial College?" The face of our family?"

Hearing this, Baoyu became numb.

What?I still have to speak?In front of so many people?

"It's okay, I know you're not good at these things, Brother Bao, look, I've prepared everything for you!"

Jia Cong spread out a piece of paper full of words from the table, handed it over and said, "Take it back and memorize it by heart, it will definitely shock everyone!"

After Baoyu was limped by Jia Cong's flicker, he came with a pale face and walked away dizzy.

Daiyu walked out from the inner room, covered her mouth and smiled, "Baoyu would never have thought that the person who elected him as the honorary president was found by you, and the person who organized the discussion conference was arranged by you..."

Jia Cong blinked at Daiyu: "Second Brother Bao would never have imagined that you, Sister Lin, wrote the heartbroken and pleading speech for the people."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then got together and whispered together.

……

On April [-]th, the Guozijian rested, but today the Guozijian is still crowded with officials and scholars in Confucian uniforms.

Not only that, when Yijia, the head of Wen'an County, arrived at the gate of the Imperial College, the entire Imperial College was a sensation.

Daiyu didn't just come by herself, the carriage lined up from the gate of the Imperial College to the far street.

Today's Dao Discussion Conference spread throughout the capital in just two days. The noble ladies from various prefectures had been invited by Dai Yu at the flower viewing banquet in the Provincial Garden of Rongguo Mansion a few days ago to watch the Guozijian discuss Dao.

Li Shouzhong, the sacrificial drinker of the Imperial Academy, personally welcomed Wen'an county head into the Imperial Academy, and the group of noble girls in Beijing immediately became the most beautiful scenery of the Imperial Academy, causing the group of young men who had just begun to love each other to peep from a distance.

It's a pity that the noble ladies are all wearing veils. They look at the officials hiding behind trees and corridors in the distance, covering their mouths and joking with each other.

"Dangdangdang..."

The bell rang, and everyone gathered in the Guozijian school grounds.

When the founding of the country, Taizu Emperor Gao once said that a scholar who wears a sword is a good man, but he didn't want it to be abandoned in a hundred years.

Today, the school field seems to have returned to its heyday when hundreds of officials and scholars gathered.

But today is not a martial arts competition, but to discuss justice in this world!

Monthly ticket recommendation ticket

　Thank you Luo Lanling for the reward.

　　Let’s stop here today and continue tomorrow.Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)