Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Daiyu said in a low voice: "Baoyu doesn't want to talk about the topic in a simple way, but he actually comments on a saint. Any examiner who sees it will be deposed immediately."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I think it's a good idea. I dare to comment on the saints, which is quite heroic. How can such a simple question mean something interesting?"

Baochai rolled her eyes at him: "It's not that simple for a sage to say something righteous. Just listen to Brother Fang."

Jia Fang said hurriedly: "Back to aunt, what my nephew has discovered is that the saints only reach Taoism gradually. It is crude and unsightly, and it is an insult to my aunt's hearing."

Jia Zheng nodded and praised repeatedly.

Bao and Dai also touched their palms and said, "It's subtle and profound, and it's all wonderful."

Jia Cong chewed it carefully twice and gradually came back to his senses.

Jia Fang's intention and height directly beat Jia Baoyu for more than a dozen streets.

One is still struggling with the age of studying, while the other has already risen to the level of seeking Taoism, just like the difference between a doctoral student and a primary school student.

Baochai explained: "The Analects of Confucius says, I am determined to learn when I am fifteen; I am established at thirty; I am not confused at forty; I understand the destiny at fifty; I am attuned to my ears at sixty; I follow my heart's desires at seventy and do not exceed the rules.

How is this sentence about age alone? The sage clearly means that seeking the Tao must proceed step by step, from the shallower to the deeper. "

Jia Cong nodded. From this point of view, Jia Fang's question completely restored the original intention of Confucius. The meaning of Baoyu Sutra is superficial, and talking about age in terms of age is nonsense.

Jia Zheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, glared at Baoyu, and said, "Brother Fang, please tell me the third question."

"Yes. The third question comes from "Mencius" and is not based on rules."

"Just four words?" Jia Cong was stunned.

"Back to Third Uncle, yes."

Jia Cong thought for a while and realized that this sentence was quite simple. He laughed in a low voice and said, "Sister Bao, this question is simple. How about I explain 'it can't be a square circle'? It's reasonable and logical."

Bao and Dai covered their mouths and chuckled, saying: "You don't even understand the rules for breaking the question, so you break this 'without following the rules'"

"Huh? What other rules are there?"

"You can't break the topic without making mistakes, that is, you can only break the topic without involving the context." Baochai explained.

Daiyu smiled and said: "You broke the question and took away the spirit of the marking officer. He was dismissed after just one glance."

The ancients used to memorize the exquisite articles of their predecessors in advance to ensure that someone with a good memory would succeed in the examination questions.

Therefore, there are three questions in the first game out of the four books. Even if you hit two questions, it is useless to get a high score. If you fail in the third question, you will be eliminated immediately.

Therefore, the upper limit of the Chinese style is not necessarily the highest, but the lower limit must be the highest. This is the barrel effect in the imperial examination.

Jia Cong was stunned and asked quickly: "Baoyu, how did you break it?"

Baoyu also took the risk and simply lay down, saying: "The rules are the truth. If you don't follow them, you will lose the way."

Jia Zheng no longer had hope, just shook his head and sighed.

"What's wrong with Baoyu's question? Why do I think there's nothing wrong with it?" Jia Cong asked in a low voice.

Daiyu smiled and said: "Mediocrity is a burden, and it is not accurate if it is broken."

"What's wrong?"

Baochai explained: "Mencius said: Rules are the ultimate in squares and circles; saints are the ultimate in human relations.

It can be seen that rules are not the Tao, but the ultimate of Tao. Even if you do not follow the rules, you may not have lost the Tao.

For example, a skilled craftsman can make a square circle even if there are no rules, but he cannot make a perfect square circle.

So Baoyu said that if you don't follow the rules, you will lose your way, which is not allowed. "

Jia Cong nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense, that makes sense."

"Confucius said: The second Tao is benevolence and unbenevolence.

And this question, not based on rules, has the hidden meaning of "with rules", and the subtlety lies between "with" or "not with".

To put it simply, what is the difference between following the rules and not following the rules? This is the key to solving the problem. "Daiyu said.

Jia Fang raised her hands and praised: "My nephew has benefited a lot from the two aunts' clear and transparent teachings."

Daiyu smiled and said, "We were just talking nonsense, and you said it was your fault."

"Yes, what my nephew is breaking is that he doesn't follow the rules, but relies on his cleverness and cleverness."

"Good!" Baochai and Daiyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What's so good about it?" Jia Cong looked confused.

Daiyu smiled and said, "You only know the next sentence, but not the previous sentence?
Mencius said: The wisdom of Li Lou is the cleverness of the public and the son. Without rules, it is impossible to form a square and a circle.

For example, why some people don't follow the rules is just because of their cleverness. In fact, they are just little cleverness that cannot be put on the stage. Brother Fang has solved the problem thoroughly. "

Jia Cong glared at her, daring to tease her husband in public, and would do it to you again when he got home. Daiyu rolled her eyes at him shyly, and she was talking about you.

Jia Zheng nodded and sighed: "Brother Fang is well-deserved. He is ten thousand times better than this beast of mine."

Jia Fang was busy and thanked her.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Brother Fang, come here and let me ask you a question."

"Please ask Third Uncle for more information." Jia Fang hurriedly walked to him and leaned over to listen.

"How can Baoyu be named on the apricot list these days? Feel free to speak out." Jia Cong whispered.

"According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible." Jia Fang said softly.

"Well, okay." Jia Cong said with a smile: "Brother Fang, go to the Dongfu study and wait. I have something to say."

"Yes, third uncle." Jia Fang excused himself.

"The matter has been clarified. Let Baoyu go as your tribute." Jia Cong said with a smile: "Master, if Prince Beijing has any instructions, please tell me. Cong will take charge of it."

Jia Zheng felt a little embarrassed and agreed with a dry smile, causing trouble for Brother Cong again.

"It doesn't matter, it's a good thing for our family to have a Jinshi." Jia Cong smiled and said goodbye.

Baochai, Daiyu, Feng Jieer and others also went with him.

Only Xiang Yun stared at Jia Cong's back angrily with big eyes in the back, a despicable, shameless and lustful bastard!
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When Jia Cong returned home, he went to see Pang Chao first.

"Brother Cong, you're here just in time, take a look at Jinke's apricot list." Pang Chao said with a smile, holding a roll of rosters in his hand.

"I just wanted to ask my husband about this," Jia Cong said.

"Oh? Can you see the trick?" Pang Chao said.

Jia Cong took the list and looked at it. Sure enough, Jia Fang and Jia Baoyu were among them, and said, "I didn't see the other names, but for Baoyu to be on the list, there must be something weird."

Pang Chaoyun knew it was not his handwriting, so he asked: "Who did it?"

"Maybe it's Prince Beijing." Jia Cong repeated what Jia Zheng and others had just said.

"It's just a small trick, not worth a penny." Pang Chao waved his hand and said with a smile.

Jia Cong hurriedly asked why.

"Whether it is King Beijing or someone else, he is helping Second Master Bao ascend to the throne, or he is using this to show his favor to you;
Either they know that you are at odds with your second wife and want to make your brothers fight against each other;

Either it is laying the groundwork for cheating in scientific examinations for future use;

Either you are aware of the situation laid out by the new party, and you will use it to trick the new party into using this bait to attack the old party chief examiner and sow discord between you and the new party.

These four may be a combination of them, and there is no one among them. Pang Chao smiled lightly.

Jia Cong thought for a long time and believed that if Baoyu's nonsense articles were circulated, they would not only make people laugh, but also anger countless failed candidates and cause sharp conflicts between the Jia family and the scholars.

At that time, all the scholars in the world roared angrily, "Would you rather be a disciple of the emperor?"
This will shake the foundation of the imperial examination system of the country. Today, the government will severely punish him no matter what, in order to maintain the credibility of the imperial examination.

Baoyu's matter seems to be a small personal matter for him, but if public opinion stirs up the matter, the Jia family and Jia Cong will definitely become the focus of anger for all the bad people in the world.

Jia Cong, who was well aware of the harm caused by hype in later generations, hurriedly expressed his thoughts.

Pang Chao twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Brother Cong can consider this, it can be said that he was born out of sorrow. It is very good."

Jia Cong hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Sir, this is a very risky matter. Even if the person who created the figurine has no intention of harming me, if others find out, it will cause serious trouble.

But now that the apricot list has been decided, even if I want to get the jade, it's impossible. "

Pang Chao smiled and said, "Not necessarily."

"What's the plan?" Jia Cong said happily.

Pang Chao put a drop of ink on the white paper with his pen and said, "Brother Cong, what happened to Mr. Bao is just like this drop of ink. How can you cover up this mark on the white paper?"

Jia Cong was at a loss.

Pang Chao chuckled, knocked over the inkstone, and tipped it onto the paper, which was immediately stained with white paper.

"Can you still find that drop of ink now?"

Jia Cong was thoughtful and said, "Sir, do you mean to overturn the table?"

"What do you mean by flipping the table?"

"Well, I'm just not stubborn anymore. Let's start over."

Pang Chao smiled and said: "Even if we miss, we're not far off." (End of Chapter)