Jia Cong knew that looking at him was not only the Jia family members in front of him.

At this moment, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were looking at him secretly behind him to see if he would be proud.

Including Song Yan.

However, Jia Cong is not really just a nine-year-old child, so how could he make such a superficial mistake?

Furthermore, he did not think that from then on, he would be able to have high mountains and long rivers and broad seas and vast sky.

At least in the Jia family, his status will not change significantly.

The reason is very simple. In the Jia family, except for one Jia Zheng, few scholars take seriously...

If Jia She was the host today, it would be different whether Song Yan could sit in the main seat.

So, how could he be content?

There is no trace of arrogance and luxury on his face, and it is still as plain as water.

Facing a brother like Jia Lian, Jia Cong gave a tribute first.

For those who are smaller than him or younger generations, they do not show any airs of elders and greet each other.

His eyes are calm and his demeanor is neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing his style, many people nodded secretly, but some people were secretly disappointed...

Perhaps in their hearts, they still hope that Jia Cong will act vulgarly, as if doing so would fit his background.

However, Jia Cong didn't care what others thought, he found a chair in the last seat and sat down, spread paper on the table, waiting for the Jia family's children to form a poem.

It is actually not that difficult to learn to write poetry in this era.

In the 48th chapter of the Red Chamber, there is the "teaching process" of Daiyu teaching Xiangling to write poetry: "I have the "Complete Works of Wang Mojie". You can read his five-character rule for 100, carefully understand it, and then read one or two hundred of the seven-character rule for 100 to 1200 to 1000 Li Qinglian's seven-character quatrain. I have these three people in my stomach as a foundation, and then look at Tao Yuanming, Xie Ruan Gengbao and others. You are another very smart person, and you will not worry about being a poet in less than a year."

It can be seen that the method of learning poetry is nothing more than "reading 300 Tang poems well, and even chanting them if you can't write poems."

The children of the Jia family have all gone to school. Jia Rong, Jia Qiang and others are going to have a banquet outside, and sometimes they are inevitably inseparable from drinking.

Even Jia Huan, who grew up a little later, could write two wrong poems in the Grand View Garden.

Therefore, it is not difficult for the Jia family's children to do today.

They knew very well that those great men who lived in the hall would not expect them to write any eternal quatrains.

The Jia family is a child of Wuxun. It is rare enough to be able to read and write poetry. Who is so embarrassed to make high demands?

Therefore, Jia Chang, Jia Ling, Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Lian and others wrote their own poems without using half a stick of incense and placed them on Jia Cong's table in turn.

Jia Cong wrote very quickly and copied one five-character poem after another on paper.

At the end, Jia Baoyu finished writing his poems, and after Jia Cong copied them, he sent them to the front hall.

...

Jia Mu went to the courtyard, Rongqing Hall.

Listening to the news that Xiren came back, everyone in the hall was shocked.

The Grand Cong of the dynasty called Jia Cong over to take him as a disciple on the spot!

this……

This...

What is this?

Everyone in the house knew that Jia Mu didn’t like Jia Cong.

Because of the death of Jia Daishan, the previous generation of Rong Duke, was related to Jia Cong's mother.

Although the direct reason is that Jia She has hidden a beautiful girl in the golden house, he has not settled down his inner house.

But this is the case in this era. If something happens, all the sins are on women.

Even in the eyes of a woman like Jia Mu, this is the case.

Since Jia Mu doesn't like Jia Cong and doesn't allow him to enter the inner house, it's hard for others to say anything congratulations to Jia Mu.

But if you think nothing happened, it would be a bit too stiff.

Everyone was a little uncomfortable.

However, they did not expect that after hearing this, Jia Mu spoke up. The old lady smiled faintly and said, "It's a good thing. Since Baoyu's father likes to study in the imperial examination, he has made Baoyu's heart right. Now that he has become a teacher, he can study hard.

If you can pass a scholar and get a juren in the future, it will be considered a wish of Baoyu's father.

He was going to take the path of scientific research back then, but he didn't expect that the master bought a copy and the emperor was polite, so he directly asked him to be an official."

Everyone was relieved when they heard this, and Li smiled and said, "This is the true holy favor. Otherwise, even if you take the exam, you will only be an official from the sixth rank.

How could the officials assigned by the emperor personally have a great grace!”

After Jia Mu nodded and smiled, she heard Mrs. Wang say slowly: "You still have to find out how to send this bush to Xiu. I asked the Feng Girl to prepare it and send it to someone.

It’s a favor, you must not lose your dignity.”

When Jia Mu heard this, she said happily: "Mrs. I thought very thoughtfully."

On the side, Li, Zhu, Zhao and others said good things again.

Only Mrs. Xing felt like she had eaten a handful of flies in her heart, so disgusting.

Under my clothes, my body couldn't help but tremble.

Although she is stupid and weak, she still wants to live in a family like the Jia family.

Now, Jia Cong's legitimate mother has been ignored naked, and Madam Wang has made her a good person with the money from the public and gained her reputation, which has made her increasingly unvirtuous woman.

The resentment in Mrs. Xing’s heart can be imagined.

But she had no choice but to take Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, so she could only hold a grudge against Jia Cong...

"Ouch! I'm so happy!"

Just when Mrs. Xing was full of resentment and nowhere to vent, she heard a loud laugh that made her disgusted.

Before anyone showed up, he heard the smile before he could show up. In the Jia family, there was only one person who dared to be so arrogant and presumptuous.

When Jia Mu and others heard this, they did not think it was rude, but instead laughed.

It seems that everyone likes people.

"You are so rude and you are still here today. You are so rude and you are not afraid of laughing?"

Seeing Wang Xifeng coming in like a wind, Jia Mu laughed and scolded.

Wang Xifeng was wearing a golden butterfly with a big red satin jacket with a colorful silk carved stone blue silver mouse jacket, a jadeite flower crepe skirt, and a five-phoenix robe hanging pearl hairpins on her head, as if she was as dazzling as a fairy concubine. She had no sense of shame. When Jia Mu scolded her, she giggled: "Who will laugh at me when my ancestors are here? Besides, where are there guests today?

An aunt and two aunts are not guests, they are all true relatives!"

When Jia Mu heard this, she liked her, but pretended to be angry and said, "Even if this is the case, you can't be arrogant!"

Li, Zhu and others hurriedly said good things, and Wang Xifeng also aggrieved: "Oh, am I here to report the good news to my ancestors! One hundred great joys, are you listening?"

Jia Mu turned anger into joy and said, "What are you so happy? If you don't say it well, you won't follow you!"

Wang Xifeng said proudly: "I can't guarantee that the old lady is happy!

I just took someone to the front and asked the master to ask him when the banquet could be held.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my little girl entered, she was so scared that she almost sat on the ground with a loud scream.

When she asked me secretly what was going on, she couldn't even care about the question, so she came out to report the good news to me!

What do you think?"

"What's wrong?"

Jia Mu asked anxiously, thought for a while, and then said, "Is it related to Baoyu?"

When Wang Xifeng heard this, she said to Mrs. Wang and others: "Look, look, look, the old lady is so biased, she is just thinking about Baoyu!

If there is such a little good thing, just press it on Brother Bao!

I don’t believe it, how much worse is this room full of granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law than him!”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Jia Mu was thinking about Baoyu and urged her to say it quickly.

Wang Xifeng was amused and cried, and said, "My little girl said, after she went in, she heard the high-headed official shouting ok, which scared people.

She quietly searched for the waitress at the door and asked what was going on. It turned out that Brother Cong copied the poems made by Baoyu and the others and sent them to show them to his newly recognized gentleman.

Baoyu was the last one to finish writing, so he put it on the top.

Unexpectedly, after seeing it, the high-ranking official shouted loudly, and was extremely excited!

It can be seen that Brother Bao has written a good poem, and our family has also produced a poetic poet!

Am I back in a hurry to report the good news?

Ancestor, is this a big joy?"

"really?"
To be continued...