The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

a certain study.

"Yunxiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon. If you don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at the moonlight at Yaotai." The old man whispered, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, "This Jia Jue is really a genius." Talented."

Cao Shida nodded: "The teacher is right. In this flower god meeting, his poems and words are all masterpieces through the ages. It's a pity that although Ziyan got his poems, he was invited away by Qingxuan. Couldn't find out about him."

The old man shook his head: "It's okay, I've got the news that Wang Ziteng met Jia Jue at the Flower God Conference, and then returned to the mansion dejectedly, and began to sell his assets to raise money."

"Oh? Why?" Cao Shida asked quickly.

"Why else? He must have wrestled with Jia Jue in the dark, and ended up losing so badly that he had to cede the land for compensation." The old man snorted lightly.

"Haha! Good! Happy! He should have this reward!" Cao Shida laughed.

The old man glanced at him: "If you want to deal with Wang Ziteng, I won't stop you, but, remember, don't implicate the Jia family any more."

Cao Shida nodded: "Teacher, can you roughly guess who is behind Jia Jue?"

The old man thought for a while, dipped the tea in the cup, and wrote the word "positive" on the table.

Cao Shida was taken aback when he saw this: "How could it be him? Didn't it mean that he has long since stopped caring about world affairs and indulged in the mountains and rivers?"

The old man shook his head: "If he doesn't make such a gesture, how can he be alive? As far as I know, although he seems to be indifferent to world affairs, he secretly moves frequently. His body is old, but his heart is not old. .”

"But how can he get involved with Jia Jue?" Cao Shida was puzzled.

"Jia Jue became an official through the imperial examination, but his Jia family started with military merits. There are many veterans in the army. This way of civil and military goes hand in hand. In addition, he is still young. It can be said that he has a bright future. If he takes power in the future, the power will be great. Imagine." A trace of solemnity flashed in the old man's eyes.

Cao Shida was still puzzled: "But he is old, can he survive until the day when Jia Jue takes power?"

There was a complex light in the old man's eyes: "You don't know, even if the throne can only sit for a day, it is very good."

Cao Shida was silent for a while, then asked again: "Teacher, what shall I do from now on?"

The old man pondered for a while: "Don't provoke Jia Jue, when he is in the imperial examination, it's a favor to help him."

Cao Shida nodded: "Yes."

……

night.

Jia Jue walked out of the Huashen Bieyuan with a smile on his face.

"Look at your face full of spring breeze, do you think everyone in Qingxuan has served you well?" At this moment, a sour voice sounded.

Jia Jue looked over, but saw Thirteen Niang standing aside, looking at him with a half-smile.

He restrained his smile, and said calmly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Qingxuan is a fairy-like figure, I just chatted with her about life."

"Really?" Thirteen Niang looked at him.

"Of course it's true." Jia Jue's face was full of righteousness.

Thirteen Niang circled around him, but when she came behind him, she suddenly bent her knee and pressed against the crook of his leg.

Generally speaking, when a person is suddenly contradicted in this way, his foot is unstable and he is prone to kneeling or staggering.

But Jia Jue remained motionless.

Seeing this, Thirteen Niang smiled at him and said: "The legs are not soft, so you didn't fool me."

Jia Jue glanced at her and sneered, "Your third master, I am straight and hard, how can I be soft?"

When Thirteen Niang heard this, a red cloud immediately appeared on her face, and she spat at him:
"I'm not in good shape, go back to the mansion to study, and I will have a palace exam soon."

Jia Jue smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly saw several people walking towards them.

At present, a person is thin and handsome, but looks like a scholar.

"You are Jia Jue?" The man came to him and asked him.

"It's me, who are you?" Jia Jue asked.

"Jinling, Weiyuan." The man said flatly.

Thirteen Niangs approached Jia Jue after hearing the words, and whispered, "This Wei Yuan is the number one talent in Nanzhili, and he will be No. 2 this time."

Jia Jue smiled lightly: "It turns out to be Mr. Wei, disrespect and disrespect."

Wei Yuan glanced at him, and said coldly: "Did you write poems for Zi Yan during the day?"

"That's right, what advice does Mr. Wei have?" Jia Jue asked.

"Take it back." Wei Yuan said lightly.

Jia Jue laughed when he heard that, the gifts sent out can be accepted, but the poems sent out can be taken back, this is the first time he heard of it.

"Why?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Ziyan is from the south of the Yangtze River. Even if it is a gift of poetry, it should be given by us southerners, and you don't need to give it!" Wei Yuan said coldly.

Hearing this, Jia Jue understood. It turned out that this matter was related to the dispute between the North and the South.

For a long time, due to the unbalanced economic and cultural development of various regions, and the different academic purports of various regions, there have been cultural differences between the north and the south, and scholars and officials have also been divided into the north and the south.

Every time an imperial examination is taken, it is related to the reshuffle of the north and south of the court.Officials from the north and the south are working hard to fight for the interests of their respective regional groups.

For example, in the "North and South List Case" incident that occurred during the Hongwu period, all 51 people admitted to the imperial examination were from the south. Dozens of northern students were recruited to rebalance the north-south trend before giving up.

However, Jia Jue didn't have the slightest sense of the north-south distinction. They were all Yanxia people. Is it interesting to make this north-south distinction?

"Give it as you like, and it has nothing to do with me." Jia Jue said lightly, "Please make way for Mr. Wei, I want to leave."

Wei Yuan stared at him: "Take back the poem you sent!"

Jia Jue was annoyed that he was so nonsense, and he said to him coldly:

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"You!" Wei Yuan was stared at by Jia Jue, and his aura was captured by Jia Jue. For a moment, he felt cold all over his body and his hair stood on end, but he was speechless.

"Jia Jue! Although this is the capital city, how dare you insult me ​​and other southern scholars like this!" Several people behind Wei Yuan scolded Jia Jue.

Jia Jue ignored them at all and just walked forward.

Seeing this, Wei Yuan wanted to stop him, but was knocked to the ground by him.

"Jia Jue! You arrogant person! Let's see after the imperial examination, the champion must be mine, Wei Yuan!" Wei Yuan fell to the ground and shouted at Jia Jue unwillingly.

Jia Jue ignored him at all and left without looking back!
"You bastard!" Seeing him leave, Wei Yuan patted the ground unwillingly, "Just wait! I'll see you then."

Thirteen Niang at the side glanced at him, but followed Jia Jue happily.

With such a strong body, he can still knock down a man, so he and that Qingxuan are innocent after all.