Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 362 A visit to the thatched cottage

"Your Majesty, Qiao Qianhu has sent word that the Jinling Guards have been reorganized. All of you are very motivated and eager to run errands and serve you." Wen Youfang bowed in the study room of Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Cong nodded: "Okay, I will give them an errand first. Qiao Yin will immediately lead people to arrest the bastards from each of the four houses of Jia Shi Wang Xue's family, interrogate them strictly, and make sure to complete the ironclad case." .”

"Yes!" Wen Youfang took the order and left.

"Come back. The second bedroom of the Xue family and the fifth bedroom of the Wang family are temporarily unavailable." Jia Cong said.

"Yes."

"Tell him that although I want to punish small things and give big warnings, I am not allowed to unfairly accuse good people!"

"Yes."

After Jia Cong finished arranging the errands, thinking about the counselor recommended by Lin Ruhai, he hurriedly ordered Yan Shuangying and others to change their clothes, and he also dressed up again.

Qingwen straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "I look like my husband who is studying in this outfit."

Jia Cong smiled slightly and looked at the handsome young man in the large full-length mirror who was wearing a square scarf on his head, a moon-white suede embroidered bamboo pattern t-shirt, a jade belt around his waist, and pink foundation shoes. He looked indescribably elegant and elegant.

Although the clothes are not luxurious, the top-quality fabrics are enough to show the extraordinaryness of the owner.

The saber at the waist adds a bit of heroic and upright air.

Qingwen smiled and said: "Now that I am pretending to be a scholar, do you still need to bring this?" She pointed to his sword.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Gentlemen have been carrying swords since ancient times. Don't you think it's more handsome? Although I am a scholar, I am not a sissy with no power to restrain a chicken."

Qingwen covered her mouth and smiled: "You are obviously a knife."

"I just won't pull it out." Jia Cong said with a smile.

Qingwen blushed and spat, sending him out.

Outside the door, Yan Shuangying and several elite soldiers had changed into short green cloth, wearing a hat and thin-soled fast boots, dressing up as a servant of a wealthy family.

"Sir, are you leaving now? I'll be with you. Yuanba will lead his own people to guard the outside." Yan Shuangying said.

Jia Cong nodded: "Let's go."

Today, on a whim, he decided to visit the famous Jinshi Academy in Jiangnan and visit the talented Wang Zuo whom Lin Ruhai mentioned.

Jinshi Academy takes its golden characters from Jinling and stone characters from Stone City. Since its founding a hundred years ago, all its chiefs and lecturers have been famous Confucian scholars.

He is more knowledgeable than the academic officers and doctors of the Imperial College. After all, few people who are admitted to the Jinshi are willing to be teachers.

If you want to stand on the podium of Jinshi Academy, you need to be a Jinshi in the two rankings, so this place has also become the bellwether of Jiangnan Scholars.

Jia Cong led the people out of Taipingmen and walked around Xuanwu Lake. They soon found this world-famous top academy on the east side of the lake. It was a neighbor of Rongguo Mansion across the lake.

Standing in front of the archway at the gate of Jinshi Academy, almost all of the street sells books and the Four Treasures of the Study. There are also a few teahouses and restaurants here and there, all of which are obviously business for students.

Jia Cong saw that the students coming in and out of the academy were all very impressive and well-dressed. It was obvious that students who could study here must not only be good at learning, but also rich or noble.

Occasionally, I see a shabby-dressed student with a calm and confident expression. There is a high probability that he is a special-recruited top student who will be named on the gold list.

"Third Master, please." Yan Shuangying pushed aside the two students and bowed forward to lead the way.

Jia Cong slightly bowed his hands to the two angry-faced students and went to the academy.

"This young master is not allowed to bring his family or servants to the Holy Land of the Academy." Several big men in black clothes came out of the gatehouse and stopped Jia Cong.

"Bastard! You..." Yan Shuang eagle halberd pointed and cursed.

"Don't be rude." Jia Cong waved his hand and said, "Since you are here, you must abide by the rules of the academy. You guys are waiting at the door."

Those big men in black clothes saw that Jia Cong was dressed in an extraordinary way, but they didn't dare to offend him. They cupped their hands and said, "Young Master is very handsome, but do you have any academic qualifications from the academy?"

Let me go, school badges were also popular in ancient times? Jia Cong was slightly stunned, and took out a white jade plaque with a river cliff and sea water pattern from his arms. He held it in the palm of his hand and had several words engraved on it: Jia Cong, Commander of the Jinyi Guards.

"Do you think this sign can be entered?"

The first nurse's face turned pale, her feet softened, and she almost knelt down.

Jia Cong hurriedly pulled him and laughed in a low voice: "This is a private visit incognito, no need to be polite."

"Yes, yes, sir, please."

Jia Cong took back his badge and ordered: "My identity must not be revealed."

"Yes, I don't know anything."

"I heard that there is a gentleman in the academy named Pang Chao, who is very knowledgeable. He came to attend the lectures and took me with him."

"Mr. Pang is giving a lecture, I will take the young master there." The people said one after another.

Jia Cong nodded and followed him in. He saw the academy's pavilions, exquisite houses, lush flowers and trees, and winding paths. It looked more like a garden than a school.

"Isn't your academy expensive?" Jia Cong said casually.

"Back to the young master, our academy has a lot of donations from wealthy gentry families. They all want to send their young masters to study. There is no shortage of money."

"The Chen Wen ink scrolls selected by our academy gentlemen cost twenty taels of silver for any volume. Are you afraid of running out of money?"

"The tuition fees in our academy are not cheap. They are enough to support the expenses of the hospital. Even the monthly fees in our nursing homes are twice as good as those outside."

Jia Cong burst into laughter, charging high tuition fees, sponsorship fees, and selling teaching aids. These money-making tricks were known to the ancients in Yemen.

"Sir, Mr. Pang is giving lectures in the self-examination hall in front. We dare not go there." Ichigoin said.

Jia Cong followed his finger and saw that there was indeed a large house among the trees ahead, so he went over by himself and listened quietly outside the window. On the podium, a middle-aged scribe in his fifties was giving a lecture. He was wearing a wide robe and a belt. He had a slim appearance and a thin body. He had a clear voice and his eyes were shining with hope.

"The Master said: A gentleman is ill and has no reputation. What is the meaning of this sentence?"

"Mr. Hui, this sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius: Wei Linggong Pian", which means that a gentleman is worried that his name will not be praised by the world after his death."

"Why do you, gentleman, worry about this? What is the name of the person you are worried about?"

"Mencius said, A gentleman has lifelong worries and never worries about one day. The patient he worries about is 'Shun was a native of Shun, and I am also a human being. Shun taught the law to the world and can be passed on to future generations. I am inevitably a native of the country. "You can worry about it." This is why he is worried.

What worries about is not the name of fame and wealth, nor the name of vain fame, but the name of benevolence. If a gentleman has no name, then benevolence and virtue will not be passed on, and if it is not passed on, there will be no way to educate the world. This is what a gentleman is worried about. "A student stood up and replied.

"Well said!" The sentient beings clapped their hands and praised.

The gentleman on the stage also twisted his beard and smiled. He could use the words of a sage to explain the way of a sage. He was obviously very familiar with "The Analects" and "Mencius". He said: "Good. If this is the case, why did the sage say, 'Don't worry about yourself?'" Zhi', isn't it contradictory?"

All sentient beings are speechless, "A gentleman is ill and his reputation is not known" and "Don't worry, don't know it." The first sentence says that a gentleman is worried that his reputation will not be known after death, and the latter sentence says that he is not worried that no one will know him. The meaning is exactly the opposite. The key point is These are all words spoken by the sage Confucius. How to explain this?

The gentleman was about to explain when he suddenly saw a young Confucian scholar appearing at the door. He had a sword hanging on his waist and looked very heroic. He immediately fell silent and looked him up and down.

Everyone looked over, a little surprised that this boy dared to be late for Mr. Guiguo's class.

"I have met Mr. Jia Baoyu, who was born late and is a graduate of Shenjing Imperial College. He has been studying here for a long time. I have admired Mr.'s name for a long time and came here to ask for advice." Jia Cong smiled and handed in.

When all the students saw that he was well-dressed and elegant, and they heard that he was a supervisor from Shenjing, they did not dare to look down upon him, so they hurriedly returned the favor.

Pang Chao said: "My little friend, this is somewhat inappropriate. Our hospital has no rules about listening."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "In official circles, there is a talk about promotions that are out of the norm. Please make an exception and allow me to listen to one session. Students will only listen to one session and will not be harassed afterward."

As he spoke, he walked to the middle of the first row and sat down on the floor next to a thin student. He pulled his book over without any courtesy. When he saw it was "The Analects of Confucius", he couldn't help but laugh and said: "That's right. I know a few books about "The Analects of Confucius". sentence."

When everyone saw that he looked calm and talked and laughed casually, they all thought that he was a powerful and knowledgeable man who had crossed the river, but no one spoke for a while.

Pang Chao smiled slightly and said: "Okay, since my friend is proficient in the Analects of Confucius, let me ask you to share your opinions on the question just now."

"What's the problem?" Jia Cong asked the student next to him in a low voice. Although he had been listening for a long time, he had understood everything and only heard a few things.

The student next to him had to repeat it for him.

Unexpectedly, Jia Cong's next words made him almost burst into laughter.

"What do these two sentences mean?" Jia Cong asked shamelessly.

The student suppressed a smile and didn't understand the meaning of the classics. How dare you come to Mr. Pang's class with your level as a child? Seeing that Jia Cong was taking it for granted, he had no choice but to explain it to him again.

"Okay, I understand. If you don't understand these two sentences, what books have you been reading all day?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

All the sentient beings lost their temper and said one after another: "You don't even understand the meaning of the scriptures, yet you dare to speak arrogant words? If you have the ability, you can explain it."

Jia Cong raised his hand and said: "Listen. The sage said that a gentleman is afraid that no one will know after death, and he also said that he is not worried that others will not know him. These two sentences seem to be contradictory, but they are not contradictory. Why?

One sentence refers to after death, and the other refers to life. It's so simple that you don't understand? "

"For example, brother, you are in your youth now. Do you need to worry that no one knows you? No. Why?

Because you still have a lot of time in the future, maybe in the future you will be in Jinbang High School and be a very popular minister. Mo Chou will have no friends in the future. Who in the world will not know you? "

"But if you are unlucky and achieve nothing when you are old, you should worry about losing your reputation after you die."

Jia Cong patted his "tablemate" on the shoulder and said with a smile: "How did I solve it?"

All sentient beings sneered, it was nonsense.

Pang Chao smiled and said: "Although my little friend said it in a superficial way, it does have some meaning."

"Sir, I have won the prize and I am very lucky to be able to discuss knowledge with all the wise men." Jia Congtian said shamelessly.

Phew, I have never seen such a shameless person! All the sentient beings cursed secretly in their hearts, how dare you talk about knowledge despite your half-heartedness.

Pang Chao ignored Jia Cong and continued, "You can think about the question just now. I'll ask it again next time."

"Yes, sir." All the beings said.

"A gentleman has passed away and has no reputation. How can we solve the problem?" Pang Chao said.

Everyone thought for a moment.

A student stood up and said: "What is true in name only has nothing to do with it. How can a saint not be sick after he has passed away?"

Pang Chao said: "It's not good to have facts but no name, and it's cumbersome and cumbersome."

Another person said: "If the name of a saint is not well known, it is a pity that he has lost his body."

Pang Chao shook his head and said: "It's not a good idea to miss a question."

Another person said: "If the saint has no name, then the world will be worried."

Pang Chao shook his head and said: "A gentleman's worries are not worries about the world, and they have no intention of disappearing from the world. It is not good to miss the topic."

……

Everyone solved seventeen or eight questions in a row, but Pang Chao rejected them all.

Some of them can actually do it, but Pang Chao's requirements are too high. They only got two words in solving the questions at the above-average level, which is not good.

One student said mischievously: "We are not very skilled, so we might as well listen to Brother Baoyu's advice."

Um... Jia Cong is confused. Solving the problem is all about real skills. It's not like discussing a few lines of scripture, which can be nonsense. How can he understand this?

(End of this chapter)