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Chapter 258 Not serious (please subscribe)

After a month's rest, Jia Cong went to the palace as a bodyguard.

This guy was relieved. During this month, there were banquets almost every day, and he almost drank people to death. He wished he could go on duty earlier to avoid trouble.

Jia Huan didn't have much leisure time.

There is no way, brother Cong was admitted to the Wutanhua Academy, and the demonstration effect it brought was too strong.

Brother Cong is involved in clan studies. You can imagine that clan studies are very popular at this time.

It’s really so busy that it affects normal teaching.

In the end, Jia Huan had no choice but to ask Master Zheng to help receive the distinguished guests who came to the door. He was responsible for the specific affairs and was extremely busy.

Originally, it would be best to ask Jia Lian for help. This guy is an all-rounder and a real social cow.

It's a pity that this guy is busy helping Mr. Pardon move recently, and he won't be able to get away for a while.

Mr. Zheng Er went to the Yamen in advance every day to sit in charge of family studies to receive distinguished guests.

He didn't say any nonsense to Jia Huan about taking the exam, after all, Brother Cong's example was there.

A thirteen-year-old Ouchi second-class bodyguard with a fourth-grade title of Dusi. This starting point is incredibly high.

It is impossible for Mr. Zheng himself not to envy him.

I think it took him more than twenty years to go from being the head of the Ministry of Industry of the sixth rank in Enyin to the minister of Honglu Temple in the fourth rank.

But as for Brother Cong, he started with an official title of the same level, which was very touching.

Although Jia Huan seldom took action, at the age of seven, he dared to lead a fight with the guards of Prince Zhongshun, and in the end he escaped unscathed. Is it possible without some powerful martial arts?

Regarding Jia Huan's matter, Mr. Zheng is too lazy to pay attention to it now.

The excitement of ethnic studies this time is not only the amazing performance of Jia Cong who was admitted to Wutanhua, but also the steady performance of two students who were admitted to Tongsheng this year.

In those academies, children would naturally be nothing.

But in the circle of nobles and nobles, it would be quite a big deal if any of the children had a serious reputation as a child.

At least in terms of cultural level, it has reached a considerable level.

In the future, whether he is sent to the Imperial Academy for further study or transferred to martial arts, at least he will not suffer cultural disadvantages.

As for why they don't send their children to the academy, no one is a fool.

It would be unlucky if one's children were brainwashed and turned against the family in the future.

The family school run by the Xungui family itself is more reliable, otherwise the small Jia family school would not have become a 'famous school' in the Xungui circle just because it continuously cultivated young students and scholars.

There were suddenly a lot more noble disciples who wanted to come in.

Among them, there are even the eldest sons of several families who are really courageous.

If the Jia family has some evil intentions and deliberately destroys those people, the family will suffer too much loss. It can only be said that the benefits are touching.

Jia Huan's attitude was very firm. The scale of the clan school should not be expanded.

Originally, Ning Rong's Second Mansion was already conspicuous enough. If it could continue to cultivate real talents, it would not be as simple as being conspicuous.

Uncertainly, it has become a thorn in the side of some people and forces.

If the noise really gets louder, I'm afraid some of the attention will be diverted even today.

There is no way, who knows that the Xungui Group has soldiers in its hands? If there are enough talents of all kinds, wouldn't it be completely possible to leave the court and start a new business?

"If you don't agree, you will easily offend others, and this is not a good idea!"

Mr. Zheng Er also feels a headache. It is not a good thing if ethnic studies develop too well.

"This is easy!"

Jia Huan chuckled and came up with a solution directly. Of course, Mr. Zheng had to come forward to negotiate.

"Are you too generous?"

But Mr. Zheng was a little reluctant to give up. In his opinion, this was a valuable experience that the family would continue.

"If you don't do this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the Clan Academy in the future!"

Jia Huan said helplessly: "Well, there aren't many people who can do this well. Otherwise, why would the clan schools run by noble families be worse than the others?"

"Even if they know how to manage and standardize their studies, without strict supervision and a consistent management attitude, no matter how good they are, it will be in vain!"

"Well, if you can show all these, you are already quite sincere!"

Mr. Zheng Er smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that clan science should be expanded appropriately!"

"There will be no problem if the scale of expansion is not too large. It is best to keep the number of students within two hundred!"

Jia Huan chuckled and said: "It's difficult to manage the number of people, and we can't recruit so many gentlemen!"

It's funny to say that the Jia family's education has been formalized for so long, but they still can't recruit many qualified teachers. They are also idiots.

Master Zheng's attitude towards Jia Huan at this time was quite subtle.

How should I put it, he already knows that the pardon master is about to leave the house and go to the village outside the city to retire, which must have touched him a lot.

In addition, Jia Huan's achievements were there, so his attitude naturally gradually adjusted. The tone and demeanor of his words were a little bit like he was looking straight.

At least, when talking about external affairs, Mr. Zheng can take the initiative to ask questions and listen to Jia Huan's suggestions. This is already very good in this era.

After getting Jia Huan's plan, he made it clear to the visiting distinguished guests directly.

For ethnology, it is definitely not allowed to admit a large number of people. First of all, it will affect the quality of teaching. In addition, it is too eye-catching, which may cause dissatisfaction and fear among some people.

Therefore, on behalf of the clan school, he gave the other party the rules and regulations for running the school, as well as some of the inner secrets, all in the form of a written plan.

Not only the clan studies are here, but also the complete plan for training Brother Cong. If the other party is interested, they can take it back and study it slowly.

With these detailed written materials, you can follow the rules and you will always gain something.

As for the Jia family studying here, can they send someone to study here and see if it is different from what is recorded in the books? The Rong Mansion will not play tricks on it.

Even so, it took Mr. Zheng and Zuxue more than half a month to persuade the swarming distinguished guests to leave, and they felt exhausted for a while.

At this time, Master Pardon held a family banquet at the General's Mansion as a farewell.

This time, not only the old lady and her second wife and family, but also brothers Jia Huan and Jia Cong came.

The atmosphere was not dull at all. Mr. Pardon just went to the village outside the city to continue his leisurely life. It was not like Yin and Yang were separated from each other, so there was nothing to say.

Except for Jia Huan, everyone is more interested in the newly hired second-class guard Jia Cong.

According to the old lady, if Jia Cong meets Yuan Chun in the palace in the future, he must take good care of him. Some things are also convenient for Brother Cong to do.

This was said as if Jia Cong could enter the harem.

But Mrs. Wang's expression was so matter-of-fact that she was truly speechless.

"Don't worry, madam, Brother Cong will definitely do this. We are all a family!"

Jia Huan chuckled and answered on behalf of Brother Cong. He gently kicked the boy with his toes under the table.

Brother Cong smiled and nodded, acquiescing.

If there is anything I can't agree to, Brother Cong has said it himself. In the palace, he basically stays outside the Daming Palace. He is a peripheral guard. Even if he wants to get close to the emperor, it is difficult.

When not on duty, he basically trains with the official members of the Dragon Guard.

Speaking of which, he has more opportunities to interact with Brother Qiang than he does with the current emperor.

It just so happened that it was easy to cover Brother Qiang with his cultivation level, and by the way, he could also give guidance on this guy's cultivation.

What if you agree to something you can't do?

Sure enough, Mrs. Wang had a satisfied smile on her face and was in a good mood.

On the other hand, the young couple Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng looked absent-minded during the meal.

Without Wang Xifeng to adjust the atmosphere, the farewell dinner was a bit boring and the party ended early.

Mr. Pardon was very drunk, and Mrs. Xing next to him kept wiping her tears while serving.

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to leave, but I have to leave?

But there was no way, Master Pardon had almost emptied the East Compound, and it was impossible for her to leave even if she didn't want to.

It can only be said that Mr. Pardon is very bachelor-like. He knew that the mistake he had made was too big, and there was basically no possibility of turning around. Unless the influence of the deposed prince was completely dissipated one day, he could only listen to the arrangements.

However, the deposed prince also has an ambitious son, Prince Zhongyi!

To Master Pardon, this person is not a resurgent nobleman, but an out-and-out god of plague.

This time, I was really unlucky. I was actually caught by Mr. Jing. What else is there to say? I just want to be honest and peaceful in the village outside the city.

For him, the impact was not very big.

But Mrs. Xing felt that the sky was about to fall. Although her life in Rongfu was not very good, there was always someone who could show off her identity as the wife of the General's Mansion, making Mrs. Wang disgusting and disgusting.

From time to time, she would get some gold and silver gifts from people who came to visit her, but one of her channels for making money was now over. How could she not feel pain in her heart?

Jia Huan can't control so much. Mr. Pardon is the one to blame.

As for Mrs. Xing, he felt that going to Zhuangzi would be a good thing for her.

If Master Pardon doesn't care about anything, won't the management power of Zhuangzi fall into her hands by then?

It's better than being in an awkward position and situation here in Rong Mansion!

The two brothers left the first-class general's residence and went their separate ways. Brother Cong now moved to the second-in house that was given to him by the eldest master when they separated. How could someone in the officialdom miss out on social entertainment?

Jia Huan didn't want outsiders to know about his close relationship with Brother Cong.

Although the relationship between the two brothers cannot be hidden from those who care about it, doing so can save Jia Huan a lot of trouble.

Now, he is just waiting for his martial arts performance in two years to become a blockbuster.

During this period, I don’t want to make any big noise, and I will try to keep a low profile as much as possible.

Unfortunately, there are some things that he can't avoid if he wants to.

On this day, the Chief of the Prince's Palace of Zhongshun County suddenly came to deliver the invitation in person.

The content of the invitation was very informal, inviting him to watch a play at the largest theater in the capital. Prince Zhongshun made it clear that he was attracted to another famous actor, and arrogantly asked Jia Huan to come and watch the excitement.

By the way, let me tell Jia Baoyu that if he has the ability, he will seduce this guy!

Jia Huan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He naturally wouldn't believe such nonsense. It was obvious that he had another purpose.

As for what the purpose was, you could tell what was going on just by thinking about it with your buttocks. How could he be willing to participate?

(End of this chapter)