When Jia Cong sent Song Yan back to his room to rest, it was already dusk.

Although Song Yan had been sleeping on the thick nan chair for an afternoon, he still looked a little tired now.

After he sent Song Hua to prepare supper, only Master Jia Cong and his disciples were left in the room.

Jia Cong knew that this was the time for Song Yan to solve his doubts, and he did not delay, so he asked bluntly: "Sir, it will be difficult to hide what happened today from the emperor. Even if he hides it today, he will naturally not be able to hide it from the future. If the emperor knew that his disciple, the commander of the Jinyiwei, would it be inappropriate to collude with these Jiangnan giant rooms?"

Song Yan laughed and said, "Hidden? Why should you hide it? Not only do you not hide it, but when you go back today, you will secretly tell me all the things that happened today. You are making contributions to the implementation of the new law..."

Jia Cong understood a little, but the link was still not very clear, and asked again: "But the disciples did not eradicate them, but colluded with them. They were the gentry and had been the soldiers of generations..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but smile and said, "Aristocrats? Generations of Talents? Cong'er, do you think anyone in their family will be able to pass the yellow list in the future?"

Jia Cong was stunned when he heard this and looked at Song Yan in confusion.

Song Yan said patiently: "Think about it, these families have already become extremely powerful. Not to mention the emperor and the court, even the masters can't stand it. Form a clique for personal gain and fight against the court. The emperor is afraid that the emperor will be able to deal with the crime of a great vanguard who will die without a complete body! How can he make them stronger again?

It’s just that during the ordinary season, it’s not easy to kill too much, and these families have a great influence in the scholars, so the court just threw a rat and was afraid of weapons.

But as a teacher, it can be concluded that from now on, even if there are still people in the Jiangnan family who can pass the imperial examination, they will be difficult to pass the imperial examination. Even if they pass the imperial examination by luck, they will inevitably become the top three in the palace examination.

The Shengzu, the Zhenyuan dynasty, and the court was rich and generous, which made them gradually lose themselves and become too arrogant. If you can give them such a chance, it actually saved their lives, so Cong'er doesn't need to be burdened."

Jia Cong nodded after hearing this, and chuckled, "Disciple understands... but I didn't expect that I could do this. If this is true, within twenty years, when the older generations of these families all passed away, they will become obsessed with the public."

Song Yan nodded and said, "You can write this idea into a secret book. Be more straightforward, and the emperor will understand your loyalty. When these Jiangnan families become ordinary merchant families, they will be nothing more than fish on the chopping board."

It's still a scholar...

Jia Cong admired and said, "Mr. I have benefited a lot from my disciples."

Song Yan sighed and shook his head and said, "I didn't want you to learn such a powerful and conspiracy skills. At first, Mr. Yumin and I only hoped that you could be a more leisurely and expensive official in the Ministry of Rites, reading and writing, and enjoying your life. But I didn't expect that... the world changes, too fast and too elusive. The emperor fell in love with your identity as a son of the Jia family, and you were a disciple of Mr. Yumin. In addition, the girl in the Ye family fell in love with you at first sight and was able to connect with King Wu... It seems like a joke, but it's not a joke.

With you, you can minimize internal friction and reduce the risk of losing control, and you are also used as a buffer... For the emperor and the court, there are benefits but no harm. Alas, it is just a difficult thing for you..."

In Song Yan's opinion, Jia Cong is almost the best unlucky child in Tianzi...

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sir, who is easy in the world? Who is easy in that world? Even the emperor in the palace may not be easy."

Song Yan snorted and nodded, "The emperor is not relaxed. He is probably the most uneasy person in the world. Therefore, he has developed a tough and forbearing heart that is far beyond ordinary people. This is worth learning from...

Cong'er should remember that being with the king is like being with a tiger. Following such an emperor, you should try to be open and upright. Do not hide anything unless you have to, and do not make any decisions on your own. Doing suspicion is the nature of an emperor, so you should write more secrets. Also, don't be arrogant. You should think about the worst thing about anything involving the emperor.

Although I have many political opinions and opinions that the emperor cannot adopt, I have to admit that I am an extremely powerful emperor today!”

Jia Cong breathed slowly, nodded, and replied softly: "Disciple understand."

...

After returning from Lianyuan, Jia Cong asked someone to notify Ni Er, Lin Cheng on Phoenix Island and Yu Dongchaofang to meet them.

After the three of them secretly discussed for an hour and a half, Ni Er and Lin Cheng left with bitterness.

Jia Cong could not explain their long-term strategic plan to them, but could only tell them that the plan of Western Snowflakes and Candy should be changed. It cannot be sold all over the south of the Yangtze River overnight as I thought, and earned all the gold and silver seas. Now I can only have a very limited time and time to do it...

Moreover, after becoming older, they are likely to be taken away. Jia Cong asked them to prepare in advance and open a separate stove...

After Ni Er and Lin Cheng left, Jia Cong sat alone in the Dongchao room for a long time.

This decision is difficult. Anyone walking with shackles in the frame will feel uncomfortable...

Jia Cong once thought that if he had not had the errands of the commander of the Jinyiwei, if he had no other thoughts, he could make money without worries.

But this kind of carefreeness is probably only taken for granted.

In later generations, once many capital is abundant, they can't escape the scoundrels of the powerful, let alone now? Without power, how can they keep their wealth and relatives?

On the land of China, the most expensive one is always the word "right".

Jia Cong only hopes that one day he will no longer kneel down like this.

One day, no more.

...

The Salt Government Office, the back house.

A small courtyard next to the clean room.

Since Jia Cong returned from the front, he has come here to visit the injured tea lady.

But he didn't expect that this place would be so lively.

Before entering the door, I heard the laughter of Daiyu, Zijuan, Qingwen, Xiaohong and others from afar.

After he entered the door, he saw Daiyu and others laughing with red faces, gathering around the bed and talking to the tea lady, but the topic seemed to be aimed at Xiangling.

The tea lady is different from the ordinary women in the boudoir and the arrogant daughter of Ye Qing. She is a child of the world and has a skilled way.

He is still easy to deal with among the great heroes in the world, and chatting with some girls in the inner house is even more effortless.

However, when she saw Jia Cong coming in, she was even more shy than Xiangling. She blushed and lowered her head.

Qingwen and others suppressed their smiles and greeted him, and asked, "The Third Master is back!"

After Jia Cong responded, he was about to ask them why they were here, but when he saw the tea lady trying to get out of bed and greet him, he hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, blaming him: "It's all a family, so I care about this little etiquette. Even if I talk about etiquette, I won't be here."

When the tea lady heard this, her heart was as sweet as honey, but she was so embarrassed on her face.

She is only about twenty years old and can be considered knowledgeable. She has long heard that all the middle and high-ranking families are extremely disciplined.

We must be polite during our actions, and even servants are no exception.

Anyone who does a bad job will be laughed at.

Moreover, if you do something against etiquette in front of your parents, you will be severely punished.

The Tea Lady was worried for a day today, and she felt happy and worried for a while.

Although she was chatting with Qingwen and other girls, she learned that Jia Cong lived alone in Ning Mansion, except for a widowed sister-in-law and niece-in-law who was indifferent, she had no relatives, which made her feel a little relieved.

But she, who is a grassroots person, can't hide her nervousness.

At this moment, Jia Cong said in front of a sister-in-law and a few girls in the room that she was a family, and he was exempted from her etiquette. The feeling in the tea lady's heart was really hard to tell outsiders.

She has a home again...

Qingwen and others were still laughing, but Daiyu was the most intelligent. She saw that there seemed to be something wrong with the tea lady. Her eyes turned red and she smiled and said, "Third brother, you feel sorry for your good sister-in-law. You came to see her as soon as you came back. Well, we don't think it's a problem, so let's say goodbye first." After saying Xiaoyinyin, she said goodbye to the tea lady who was blushing but staying guests, and led Qingwen and others away.

They respect a woman who almost lost her life for Jia Cong's career from the bottom of their hearts.

In addition, Li Rong told them a lot of legends about the Guanyin Empress in the world, so in the hearts of Daiyu and others, Tea Lady has long become a legendary heroine like Nie Yinniang!

There is endless joy.

It was Qingwen, Chunyan and others who learned that the tea lady guessed that Jia Cong was in danger last night, so they sent most of the people around them out despite their own danger. They respected them very much, so no one was jealous.

But after going out, I can't help but talk...

Qingwen whispered: "I don't know what this sister ate, why is it so big? It's almost as big as Xiaojiao's head..."

"puff!"

Everyone laughed, Daiyu scolded angrily, "Little Langdushi, what nonsense?"

Qingwen curled her lips when she heard this, but she didn't dare to stubbornly talk, but she couldn't help but look at the small ups and downs in front of Daiyu, then looked down at herself, and was happy...

Because she knew that Jia Cong liked big ones...

But he looked at Xiangling again and said jealously: "Why are you laughing at? Yours are as big as Fang Fangyuanyuan's head!"

Xiangling was frightened and quickly denied: "No, I'm not!"

Chunyan, Xiaohong and others almost laughed and fell down with red faces.

Daiyu couldn't stand such a explicit chat. She happened to arrive at her residence. She stomped her feet and turned into the door, without asking these crazy girls to come in and sit in.

After entering the house, after listening to the sound of hip-hop fighting outside, she couldn't help but lower her head, looked at her chest, and suddenly became a little worried.

It won't be so flat all the time...

As soon as the thought arose, she spat again, blushed, picked up a book from the desk and opened it, forcing herself not to think about it.

Pooh!

...

Tea Lady's Garden.

In the inner side, Jia Cong gently put down the tea lady's rolled up top, and tried his best to smooth the uninjured folds of the clothes, and said seriously: "Well, there is no odor in the wound, which means there is no deterioration. There is no redness or swelling, which means there is good recovery. I will give you some medicine at night and it will be cured for half a month."

The tea lady blushed and looked at the serious Jia Cong with watery eyes. Her face looked strange and bit her lips slightly. She endured it for a long time. She could see that Jia Cong laughed first, but she could no longer hold it back. She trembled and lowered her head and smiled constantly.

Although she had known for a long time that Jia Cong was not a pedantic master and a fool, she didn't know that Jia Cong had such a side...

Although she has always been a clean person, she is in the world and can't help but hear all kinds of bastards and know all kinds of bastards.

What surprised her was that Jia Cong seemed to be different from other men. He didn't like pigeon breasts. He liked her like this. After all, his eyes and hands and feet cannot be faked...

The men next to them all said that the small pigeon breasts that Yingying held were expensive, and the big ones were only found by rough and stupid women.

She is also a woman, and has been deeply inferior and has been severely restrained.

But from now on, I will no longer be used in front of him...
Chapter completed!