My Red Mansion Career

Chapter 13 Lack of Awe
"Abolish fame!"

Jia Yu stood in front of the lobby of Shuntian Mansion, murmured a few words, and looked at the plaque hanging on the door with a cold look in his eyes.

Perhaps for future generations, they don't quite understand or even care about the four words "get rid of fame".

But for people in this era, losing fame is almost the same as losing half of your life.

After studying hard for ten years, I finally achieved a class leap, but to be knocked back to my original shape by you with just one sentence is something that no one can bear.

Although Yuan Yingde also said that he could retake the merit examination.

But when it comes to family affairs, with Jia Yu's current level, let alone relying on his reputation as a scholar, he can't even hold a writing brush.

In later film and television works, people often hear the words "sour scholar" or "poor scholar", as if it is a derogatory term.

But in fact, anyone who can pass the examination is already one of the best in the local area.

Take the Ming Dynasty as an example. During the nearly 300 years of the Ming Dynasty, exams were held twice every three years.

Candidates must first pass the county examination, then pass the prefectural (city) examination, and finally pass the examination (that is, the provincial-level examination).

Only after passing all the exams can you become a scholar who does not have to pay taxes, serve in the military, or pay for food.

This is why some people are over fifty and have gray hair, but they still have the name of a child. There are not many such people, it can be said that they are everywhere.

Jia Yu didn't know how much hardship his predecessor had to endure to gain the title of scholar, but he knew very well that Yuan Yingde's sentence directly knocked him from the privileged class back to ordinary people.

Perhaps in Yuan Yingde's view, his sentence was lenient enough.

But the person involved doesn’t think so. If you do this, you will directly kill half of my life.

Without his status as a scholar, Jia Yu's original plan was in vain.

At this time, a government servant came over and handed him a package.

"Here...this is the package you got before you went to jail. Take it and go back. Don't stay here if you have nothing to do!"

After taking the package, Jia Yu opened it and found that there were only two changes of clothes, and the money that was originally placed inside to hide it was missing.

Jia Yu didn't care about this. One ingot was less than two taels of silver. For him who carried an World Expo Hall with him, if he lost it, it would be lost.

But one thing was missing and he was a little unhappy.

He asked the yamen officer: "Where is my knife?"

"What knife?"

There was a flash of dodge in the Yamen servant's eyes, and then he shouted.

"When you were captured, you had only one piece of baggage all over your body, including two rags. Now that I have returned it to you, how do you want to stay?"

Jia Yu sneered: "You also know that I was arrested after killing a green man. You said I didn't have the knife. Could it be that I killed him with bare hands?"

Seeing that Jia Yu still refused to give up, the officer's expression became gloomy.

"If I say no, I won't. If you are still lingering here, don't blame us for arresting you again!"

After that, he waved his hand, and the four officers standing at the gate gathered around him. They held the hilt of the knife in their hands and looked at Jia Yu eagerly, as if they were going to arrest him if they disagreed.

Jia Yu took a deep breath, nodded slowly, took a deep look at the yamen servant, turned around and left without saying a word.

Jia Yu came to the street and was stopped after just two steps.

The person who stopped him was a middle-aged man wearing a light gray brocade robe. He had a goatee that was popular among literati of this era and his cheeks were thin.

That's all, but the smile on his face is indescribably annoying.

Not only that, there were two men dressed as servants standing behind him, with their arms folded and looking askance at him.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the person coming, Jia Yu just asked lightly.Seeing Jia Yu's calm eyes, the visitor nodded and said casually: "Yes, he is indeed someone who dares to kill Qingpi openly on the street. He does have some courage."

After saying that, he added: "I am Lai Da, the chief steward of Rongguo Mansion. I have been ordered by the second master to wait here for you to be released from prison.

Would you like to come with us now? "

"Are you Lai Da?"

Hearing this name, Jia Yu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"of course."

Lai Da sneered and said: "I have already inquired. More than a month ago, you came to Shenjing to ask for an audience with me at the gate of our Rongguo Mansion.

But because he was disrespectful to the manager, he was taught a lesson by his disciple at the time.

Isn't it interesting that you see me now but don't recognize him? "

"Ha ha……"

After Lai Da finished speaking, the two servants standing behind him all sneered.

More than a month ago, the story that Jia Yu asked to see Lai Da at the gate of Rongguo Mansion failed, and was beaten up by several disciples instead had already spread throughout the circle of servants in Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Yu also became a laughing stock in the eyes of the servants, so these people looked at Jia Yu with eyes full of contempt and disdain.

"I did see it. It's really disappointing. It's really better to meet than to be famous."

Jia Yu's faint words immediately made Lai Da, who was still smiling but not smiling, instantly break his guard.

However, he can be regarded as a person who has been a housekeeper in Rongguo Mansion for half his life. He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Yeah...I won't talk nonsense to you either.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Zheng wants to see you, come with me quickly? "

"Master Zheng?"

Jia Yu was slightly stunned and blurted out: "This is Jia Zheng from Rongguo Mansion. Master Zheng wants to see me?"

"Bold?"

Lai Da angrily scolded: "You actually dare to call Mr. Zheng by his name. Do you still have any dignity in your eyes?"

Jia Yu smiled brightly: "Isn't a person's name just for people to call him? If he doesn't call his name, why should he call him? Is it possible to call him long live?"

"you shut up!"

Lai Da was really frightened now.

Old Lai's face turned pale with fright. He stepped forward and angrily scolded Jia Yu, "Shut up, are you trying to kill us?"

After saying that, he looked around nervously and found that there was no one around. He grabbed Jia Yu's wrist and pulled him forward.

Originally, even with Jia Yu's strength, three Lai Da could not pull him together, but when he saw Lai Da and his two servants who were sweating profusely with fear, he who was originally indifferent suddenly realized something.

That was when he suddenly realized that he might still lack awe for the imperial power in this world.

In Jia Yu's original world, the word imperial power had long been thrown into the dustbin of history.

When people chat and chat with each other, they will also use light-hearted words such as: Why do you have so many children? There is a throne in the family that you want to inherit, etc. to tease each other.

Just like what Jia Yu said to Lai Da just now.

But after seeing Lai Da's reaction, Jia Yu suddenly realized that there was an emperor in this time and space, and imperial power also existed.

If you accidentally offend a taboo, you may lose your head.

(End of this chapter)