Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 172 This is a rebellion

Among scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, equality does not exist. Strict hierarchy is the reality. Do you think the four peoples have covered everything?
Are businessmen the lowest class? No, there is also the lower class, that is, the low class.

Opera singers, entertainers, and prostitutes were all low-class people in ancient times.

Even the most popular actress in the troupe or the most popular girl in the brothel is still a low-class person.

There is a line in "Farewell My Concubine", "They are all low-life, no one looks down on the other."

People under the Four People are not considered human beings. In today’s terms, people under the Four People have no political rights. This is not deprivation, but they are born without them.

What about within the four peoples? From the perspective of the scholars who have successfully landed ashore, all the scholars are careless.

When people meet officials, they call themselves "grassroots people".

The only way for ordinary people to achieve a class jump is to study.

But in the productivity environment of ancient times, providing a child with education might drag a well-off family into poverty.

As for other nobles, they should keep waiting and watching. It is impossible to lend a hand to help. They are kind people if they don't add insult to injury.

Now a group of craftsmen can actually become officials through their exquisite craftsmanship, and compete with scholars for cakes.

Late at night, Jia Lian sat alone in the study, thinking about all the possibilities before silently getting up and going back to sleep. Guixiang followed, washing and changing clothes. When no one was around, she asked in a low voice: "If I feel angry, just vent it to your maid. You always frown, and your maid will panic when you see her."

It wasn't a big deal originally. With the help of the Xungui Group, the matter couldn't cause too much trouble.

But Jia Lian used practical actions to slap the nobles on the face and told them not to get involved.

But in ancient times, this was an official etiquette. The so-called common people must kneel down when meeting an official.

Seeing her worry, Jia Min smiled and comforted her: "The Jia family is a double-gong family. It would be good if brother Lian doesn't bully other officials. At most, he will be impeached by the censor, and at most he will be scratched."

The mother and daughter did not stay long and said goodbye and went back. On the way back, Daiyu looked up and asked her mother: "Is Brother Lian okay?"

Looking at the problem from the more damning perspective of heresy, some people in the Xungui Group hate Jia Lian even more and want to see him die.

"Please turn out the lights." Guixiang's voice was slightly nasal.

By saying so much, I just want to explain clearly the impact of craftsmen becoming officials, without being too long-winded.

Was he just impeached by the censor?
Jia Lian doesn't think it's that simple. Today's civil servants need a target to vent their emotions and demonstrate the power of the civil service group.

From slightly poor production to no production. Countless families paid a huge price but failed to achieve a class jump.

Legally speaking, Wang Xifeng still has a reasonable chance. If Guixiang leaves Jia Lian, she will probably die.

Jia Lian wanted to comfort Guixiang with words, but suddenly found that words alone would not have any effect. Guixiang's identity is too special, and she is also the person who knows Jia Lian best in Rongguo Mansion. The relationship between the two is actually a life dependence. If Jia Lian is good, she will be fine. If something happens to Jia Lian, she will definitely not get better. In other words, the two of them are truly dependent on each other.

After the summer, Jia Lian always slept alone. Seeing him lying down and silent, Guixiang sighed, and when he turned to leave, his hand was grabbed and Jia Lian said: "I will change my hair style tomorrow."

A modern person would have to kneel down when meeting a local county official. This kind of etiquette is unimaginable, right?

"Are you stupid? Take two red candles and light them!" Jia Lian's voice was low. After hearing this, Guixiang stumbled straight to her box, opened it and took out a pair of red candles hidden at the bottom of the box.

You are a scholar, what do you think?

Although craftsmen can only work as miscellaneous officials of the eighth or ninth grade, an official is an official, and no matter how small an official is, he can still be above the people.

How did ancient people treat scholars well? A scholar who cannot be an official directly will not kneel before an official.

The heavy bellows made a whirring sound, and hundreds of smelting steels were refined by cinnamon into a finger-twisting softness.

The two little maids were carrying copper basins mixed with water and towels. Guixiang, who was wearing a bellyband behind the curtain, reached out to take the copper basins and said, "You go back and have a rest. You don't have to wait around."

Xiaohong and Xier looked at each other and found that each other's eyes were full of envy. The two of them have no idea about Guixiang. They are both slaves, and Guixiang is the one who can decide their life or death.

Before dawn, the servants got up and started working, sweeping the floor and sprinkling water, so they were busy.

Guixiang got up a little late, limping with her unwashed sheets in her arms, and spread them out on the bamboo poles in the yard to dry them. The red candles were lit all night in the master room last night. Guixiang changed her hairstyle and stood in front of the sheets for a long time, as if admiring a work of art. From today on, if Guixiang orders other maids, it will be justified.

People are like this. If they get what they want, they will feel particularly at ease. If they get too much more than they want, they will panic and fall into long-term uneasiness. Jia Lian knew that he had made a mistake with Wang Xifeng, but it didn't matter. He just wrote a letter to see the reaction. If Wang Xifeng replies with strong dissatisfaction, it means that the training in the past was a failure.

Jia Lian, who usually only brings one pillar with him, specially ordered four family generals to accompany him today. This is what is called nip in the bud.

After sending Jia Lian away, Guixiang called the servants in the yard, put her hands on her hips and scolded him, majesty +1.

On the way to work, Jia Lian was stopped by classmate Xia Gang who shot out from behind and said, "Brother Jia, go back quickly."

Jia Lian turned over and dismounted with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you waiting to treat me to breakfast so early in the morning?"

Classmate Xia was panting and looked like he had been running for a long time. If there were a few drops of sweat on his head, Jia Lian would believe him.

If you see through it without telling it, they are also kind-hearted. Jia Lian smiled and waved his hands: "Forget it if you don't know. If you know, you can't hide. They may not dare to do anything to me, but those craftsmen who have just become officials will be bullied by them." ”

"My good brother, at this juncture, are you still thinking about those craftsmen?" Classmate Xia was anxious when he heard this. Why are you ignoring the importance?

"Brother Xia, what you said is wrong!" Jia Lian looked serious. When classmate Xia looked stunned, Jia Lian explained: "The newly promoted craftsmen and officials were selected by His Majesty himself. If they are harmed, His Majesty's face will be lost." ?”

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Classmate Xia suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself three times. Without explaining, he hugged Jia Lian and said, "Thank you, Brother Jia, for clearing up the confusion. I will remember this kindness. Farewell!" "

After saying that, classmate Xia turned around and left, got on the horse held by the servant next to him, said "drive", and sped away.

Jia Lian looked back at Zhang San, the general leader, and got a look of affirmation. He reached out and touched his chest. Even though the weather was very hot, Jia Lian, who was afraid of death, still put on a pair of soft armor. Wasn't this because he was worried about accidents?

After turning into Gongbu Alley, it should have been a lively morning, but at this moment it was very quiet and the atmosphere was solemn. Jia Lian stopped his horse and looked calmly at the hundreds of people standing silently in front of him. One by one of these people, they were all Juren.

The quiet and solemn atmosphere was broken by the appearance of Jia Lian. After a brief confrontation, an official stood up, pointed at Jia Lian and shouted: "Jia is a thief who deceives the king and disturbs Gangchang. He deserves death."

Jia Lian, who had been prepared for a long time, did not panic at all, his face did not change, and he turned over and dismounted unhurriedly.

The attendants behind him dismounted their horses and subconsciously formed an arrow array.

A group of Juren took advantage of the large number of people to block Jia Lian. They were originally very aggressive, but as soon as Jia Lian showed the slightest sign of panic, they naturally swarmed up. However, Jia Lian was not afraid at all. Not only was he not afraid, he dismounted silently and walked forward unhurriedly.

You must not speak at this time, because speaking will lose your momentum. The silent Jia Lian walked up to the leader, staring at him with eyes like daggers. If you look at it from a high altitude, you can see that one is fighting against a hundred, and it has the momentum of being able to go alone despite tens of millions of people.

Under the high pressure, the leader subconsciously took two steps back. When he reacted, he was filled with shame and anger. He turned around and shouted to everyone: "Dear brothers, the Jia thief is relying on his family background and His Majesty's favor to ignore us. The scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Big guy! Come on!"

Seeing this scene, Jia Lian smiled sarcastically. Everyone who was scared off because of the first-rate bird felt like they were being humiliated in person. There are so many of us, how dare you be so arrogant?
No matter where people go, most of the time they go sideways. Ordinary people will respectfully say "Master" when they see him.

Jia Lian's action was like tearing off their fig leaf. Some people were originally worried that things would get worse, but now they were incited and all followed suit. The person in the front row was pushed forward by the person in the back row and after a few steps, he suddenly lost control.

"Hit him!" The crowd roared forward like a flock of sheep, each one with ferocious faces and dancing.

The generals stepped forward decisively and protected Jia Lian behind them. Soon the group was overwhelmed by the crowd. The generals who had been instructed in advance remained unmoved and refused to fight back or cursed. They allowed their fists and kicks to hit them, but they just firmly protected Jia Lian behind them.

Jia Lian, who was in the middle, still had a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was not the one being besieged.

When the scene is extremely chaotic, buzz! Whoosh! There was a sound of a bowstring and the sound of an arrow breaking through the air. In full view of everyone, Jia Lian was hit by an arrow. He stretched out his hand to cover the place where the arrow was hit, with an incredulous expression on his face, and slowly fell back.

Everyone was stunned. What happened? This plot is wrong!
The generals immediately became confused. Zhang San squatted down to check Jia Lian's injury. The others flashed their swords without saying anything.

The generals roared in unison: "Anyone who comes close to the former will be killed without mercy!"

"Something's happened, guys, run away." Someone in the crowd shouted, and all the officials at the scene dispersed, leaving chicken feathers all over the ground, and Jia Lian lying among the generals.

On Xia Shouzhong's side, after hearing his nephew's words, he looked at the slap mark on his face and said, "That's not right!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to patch three marks on the other side of his face, and then took the towel from the waiter beside him to wipe his hands, and said angrily: "Why don't you be stupid to death?"

"Come here, form a team and get to work." Xia Shouzhong gave the order, and the five hundred dragon captains quickly lined up in order.

Xia Shouzhong, who had already ordered people to report to the palace, appeared in front of Long Jinwei under the protection of his entourage: "There are thieves making trouble in Gongbu Lane, everyone, please go hard and don't let them cause a big trouble."

Xia Shouzhong, who was in a hurry, led his people to fly all the way. Along the way, he kept seeing people in twos and threes, and saw a large group of Long Jinwei. These people turned around and ran away. Many people were running in such a hurry that they didn’t even bother to look back to pick up their hats after they fell to the ground.

Xia Shouzhong's first reaction was "Something bad happened!"

Sure enough, when they arrived at the scene, the crowd had dispersed, and the generals of Rongguo Mansion were holding sharp swords to protect Jia Lian behind them.

Even when facing Captain Long, a general would still raise his hand with his sword drawn: "Stop whoever comes!"

There are many nobles in Long Jinwei, but these people are not among the confidants brought out by Xia Shouzhong.

Long Jinwei, who always walked sideways, could not accept others showing off to them.

Without saying a word, the leading group also showed their weapons. The team officer stepped forward and raised his hand: "Long Jinwei is doing something, and anyone who blocks it is tantamount to treason! Why don't you get out of here quickly?"

There was only one general blocking the road, but he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he looked miserable and said firmly: "The young master was assassinated and is in the process of first aid. If you want to go over, you can step over my body."

"What? Jia Lian has been assassinated?" A sharp cry came from the crowd, but when Long Jinwei was like a golden dragon dividing waves, he made way for him. Calling: "Where is Jia Lian? How is his injury? Take me to see him quickly."

In the palace, Qiu Shian exclaimed regardless of dignity: "What? Say it again!"

Emperor Chenghui, who was behind the desk, looked up displeased and continued to immerse himself in reviewing the memorial.

Qiu Shi'an came forward, with a mournful expression, and said anxiously: "Sage, Jia Lian has been assassinated."

Emperor Chenghui was stunned at first, feeling that he heard wrongly. He put down his pen, slowly raised his head and looked at Qiu Shian, and said in an incredible tone: "Say it again."

Qiu Shian slowed down and said, "Sage, Jia Lian was assassinated on his way to duty."

Emperor Chenghui's expression slowly changed from shock to anger. He slowly clenched his fists, slowly loosened them, slowly stood up, and slowly walked around the Qianqing Palace. After slowly stopping, he slowly He said: "Check!"

A mere word "cha" can be said to be cherished like gold, but it weighs a thousand pounds.

In the cabinet, the new Minister of Works is meeting with the Chief Minister Kong Zhao. The former Minister of Rites, Guo Shilang, never expected that he would become the winner.

The actual situation was that all three candidates were rejected by His Majesty, and Kong Zhao was summoned. Emperor Chenghui appointed Guo Shilang as Minister of the Ministry of Industry.

A struggle between cabinet civil servants ended up benefiting the civil servant scum Guo Shilang.

This really made several ministers in the cabinet furious. Kong Zhao privately told several colleagues that His Majesty was unable to reach a consensus on the cabinet. Although he did not say it clearly, his actual actions showed that the cabinet lacked responsibility.

As for why he appointed Minister Guo, His Majesty did not say, and no one knows.

Minister Guo completed the handover yesterday and came to see your Majesty today. However, His Majesty said it was no longer necessary and that he would be transferred to the cabinet as usual to listen to the instructions from the Chief Minister. Kong Zhao also followed his usual practice of saying a few words for the occasion. Just as he was speaking, Li Qing came in like a gust of wind. When Kong Zhao raised his head and stared displeased, Li Qing said: "Something happened. Jia Lian was assassinated."

"What?" Kong Zhao also looked in disbelief. Is it such a big deal?
"Long Jinwei's side, Xia Shouzhong, sent someone to report urgently, and His Majesty already knew about it in advance." Li Qing further explained.

"What's the specific situation?" Kong Zhao couldn't care less about Guo Shangshu, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, so he asked quickly.

"I don't know, we have to wait for the follow-up." Li Qing was also sweating, and after speaking, he breathed slowly.

Guo Shangshu murmured to himself in stunned silence: "Killing officials in the street is a sign of rebellion."

(End of this chapter)