Jasper sat in silence.The world is all learned, and human feelings are articles.Two lives, he seems to have to continue to cultivate.

From a political point of view, Jia Huan understands Han Xiucai's position.After all, the position is different.Han Xiu is in the camp of the Donglin Party, and only if the camp benefits, he can benefit.

But from the perspective of personal feelings, Jia Huan is somewhat difficult to accept.It is not that there is such a psychology as Shen Tubao, but from the perspective of friends, Han Xiucai should be ventilated with him.

Zhang Anbo saw his proud disciple rubbing his eyebrows and drinking tea calmly.This kind of thing needs to come out on its own.

He has been in the eunuch for many years, and his trust and betrayal in the officialdom have not been experienced.Li Dongyang and Zhang Juzheng, the first assistant of the former Ming, even betrayed their students.Politics is a complex activity.

Time slowly flows away in the hot summer afternoon.The sun fell from the eaves, so that the original happy, bright mood shrouded in a faint shadow.

After a long silence, Jia Huan sighed and said with a depressing look: "Mountain, I know."

He had heard a saying before: first-class talent in politics, second-rate talent in business.He thought that this was the orientation of the official-oriented society, and he scoffed.Business elites are not necessarily worse than political elites.

However, it now seems that politics is indeed a power game that requires high intelligence.The measurement of the human heart, the handling of all kinds of dilemmas, requires superb skills and life wisdom.For example, if he is in the position of Han Xiu talent, how to choose?

Understanding is understanding.However, the friendship with Han Xiucai faded in Jia Huan's heart.

He has always been a reasonable person.

Zhang Anbo gently nodded and comforted: "Zi Yu, these are all you will experience in the future."I talked to him about you yesterday when I met with him.I am not far from the day of the forest of hidden springs, and you are more suitable for the way than the covenant.If you try it in two years, you must get a good ranking."

The Lord is the great brother Sun Liang.Zhang Anbo's idea was that Sun Liang took over the hearing of the college.By Jia Huan took over his contacts and resources in the officialdom.

Jia Huan's heart was a little warm rise, the mountain chief is paving the way for him, solemnly said: "Mountain chief, I will."

This year is Yongzhi 11 years, in February, the spring ratio.The next big ratio, in Yongzhi 14 February.

About this time, the emperor's "maliciousness" made the mountain grower a little cold and retreated.He said, “The Lord is faithful, the Lord is faithful.”On the contrary, of course, the crown goes.

Confucianism and Mencius said that there are also some radical ones: the king's ministers are like brothers and sisters, and the king's ministers are like the heart; the king's ministers are like dogs and horses, and the king's ministers are like the people of the country; the king's ministers are like the earth, and the courtiers are like the enemy.

He smiled, like an old man.It warms the heart of a young man.

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In the evening, Jia Huan chatted with Baozhuan, Xuan Chun and Shi Xiangyun in the Li Xiangyuan.

He really needs a little mental massage now to soothe the mood in his heart.

In the beautiful partial hall of the Li Xiangyuan, the three people sat in a scarlet wooden chair about half a meter apart.Their respective maids were waiting for teacups, bags and other items behind them.

The national color of Tianxiang, elegant and dignified sister, handsome eyebrows, look forward to God's flying three sisters, skin snow white, cheerful character of the cloud sister.They laugh at the everyday scene, beautiful and picturesque.

Jia Huan tasted tea, and the mood gradually got better.

Baozhuan hit a light yellow long shirt, bright and gratuitous, asked: "Brother ring, listen to the clear Wen said, you have been busy all night for the past few days."Have you finished busy?”

He nodded, “Sister Xie Bao cares.It's almost."The State Department’s case has come to an end.Now, there is another hand-tail, that is, to see if you can find a way to save Luo Yulang.He has no idea yet.

As for the matter of Jia Huan staying up late, the people talked for a while, and then changed to the next topic, Xuan Chun smiled and asked, “Sister Yun, you live with Sister Lin.”“Sister Lin and the second brother, okay?”

Sister Lin seems to have fallen out with her brother Bao again.

Shi Xiangyun, wearing a light-colored skirt, smiled, “Where is it good?”It's bothering."Curiously asked Jia Huan, "Brother Huan, the last time I went back I met you and your friends on North Street."“Who is that beautiful man?”

Jia Huan replied, "The son of Lang Weikang, a member of the household, Weiyang."

If you ask someone else, Jia Huan, Baozhuan, and Xuan Chun may think more about what it means.But Shi Xiangyun asked, looking at her face, she knew that she was just curious.Laugh and talk about the subject.

At this time, a little girl came in and said, "Grandpa, the Lord sent someone to ask you to come."

Jasper stood up.He recently worked as a staff member.It’s hard to say what’s going on with him, Mr. Jasper.

It happened that Aunt Xue came in and smiled and said, “Oh, brother, this is going to go.”My brothers and sisters are laughing, and I am happy.I’m eating here today.I went back and sent for the old lady, and the lady said.

Jia Huan explained: “Please forgive my aunt.The Lord sent someone to come to me.I don't know what.If I'm going to go, I'll come to my aunt's dinner."

Aunt Xue laughed.The more this guy looks, the more he looks.

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Jia Huan came out of the Lixiang Courtyard, walked straight from the house of Jiafu, and after leaving two doors, he arrived at Jiazheng's small study Dreampo.

It will be late, and in the middle of the dream, Jia Zheng is wearing a white Confucian shirt and is groaning alone.He had recently seen Jae-in in private.There are clean guests in the library, which is not suitable for talking about things.

Seeing Jia Huan coming in, Jia Zheng asked, “Now that the prison case is over, will you no longer follow me to the Department of Public Affairs these days?”

Jia Zheng listened to his uncle Prince Teng said that the three tabloids that shined in this prison case were made out by He University and Zhang Anbo.He was well aware of the words of the play in the tabloids, and it must have been taken out by Jia Huan.

As the right-hand Senate of the Fifth Department of Political Affairs, he also issued a letter at that time to severely punish the state's son prison.Of course, his play was only one of hundreds of chapters at the time, and he had no influence.

At this moment, Jia Huan's mood has been restored for the most part, and his mind is clear.Listening to the question of Jia Zheng, I know what the old man was thinking.The father wants to go up, ask him to help the counsellor, do not cross the river to tear down the bridge.But the right-hand side of the office is a leisurely job!Moreover, the level of the father is only suitable for idle work.

Jia Huan said, “Father, the Department of Public Administration is indispensable in the court, but it has no real power in itself.”My father is the same every day as usual as when the Ministry of Industry is sitting.Drink when you drink.The discussion should be clear.In my home life in Jiafu, it is estimated that no one has asked my father to help buy and sell news.After a year or two, if there is a suitable position, the son will plan for the father.”

The next step of Jia Zhengshi's road is to wait for Jia Yuanchun to choose Fenggao Palace this year, the emperor hand-picked, promoted to the provincial school.This is a four-point position.At that time, he will help Jia Zhengru to find a better province.

Jia Huan said a little direct, meaning to call Jia Zheng what to do.Don't worry, don't bother.When he gets there, he’ll help with the planning.

The old face of Jia Zheng can't hang a little, he is to despise this son, right?I can’t help but be angry: “What the fuck are you talking about!The Lord's Word, the Faithful.Am I a cadaveric mealr?”

Jia Huan was speechless in his heart.Who are you?

Jia Zheng was disgruntled and said, “What are you going to do during this period of time?”Follow your left-hand teacher?”

Zhang Anbo successfully got out of the storm and deserved to be paid.He is sure that Jia Huan's credit is not small this time.However, the Heavenly Master.“A” is before the “teacher.”He was a little dissatisfied with Jia Huan, regardless of his father, but to the teacher as a staff member.

Jia Huan said, “The mountain chief is getting more and more stable, and I don’t need my staff.”When the case is over, I plan to study at home.”Let’s say it’s easy to make money.

However, he called Yuan Shaqing of Guanglu Temple into a dog in the tabloid newspaper, and went back to find Yuan Shaoqing to do his job, which was a little high.He didn’t know that Yusuf knew he was the one who made the tabloids.

Jia Zheng looked a little better, and waved helplessly: "You go."

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Emperor Yongji gave instructions that on May 11, the military aircraft department transferred the post-approval to the three Fa departments.The case of the State Children's Supervisory Officer has begun to be completed.The teachers and students who were detained in the Criminal Department with the First Good College were also closed.

In the afternoon of the same day, the supervisor released 50 people, and the sergeants of the First Good Academy released 30 people.Only the first six people of the State Children's Supervision were punished, and the news of the first 10 people in the First Good College was quickly transmitted to all parts of Beijing.Again through the palace report to the world.

In the west of the inner city of Beijing, Xian Yifang, Zheng Guo's uncle is talking to a middle-age man in the hall.

Middle-age humanism: "Master of the country, now the supervisor is about to be released, the crops, the shops can't be."The voice of the middle-age man is getting smaller.

The old man nodded, his face flashing.

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A carriage slowly stopped on Ronggu North Street.A handsome man with a national face came down from the carriage.

After the kung fu of tea, Jia Huan came out from the backyard of looking at the moon residence and went to the front room to entertain the visiting officials in the same year.

The early summer sun fell in the courtyard, with the heat of silk.

After a few words, Jia Huan smiled and said, “Zi Xu, why are you here today?”

Shangguan smiled slightly, put down the cup of tea in his hand, and said, “Zi Yu did not participate in the general president’s meeting during this time.”So I don't know the news.I specially came to inform Ziyu that Master Fang was preparing to return to Jinling after two days.These disciples of us must prepare a gift to send a teacher.The East Coast is back too.It is up to you to the text and the long text.”

Yongzhi ten years, North Zhili Township Trial Yuan is 36 years old Xu Xuan.To everyone's surprise, he was in Yongzhi's February 11th Spring Sprater ratio, even the middle of the yuan, the yuan.The situation is quickly taken care of.

The Master is the one who sees God’s Word.Admission Jia Huan as the main examiner.Jia Huan and Shangguan Chang are the protégés of the same year.

Jia Huan nodded and said a little curiously: "Fang Master is a South-Beijing gift department still book, this time there is no idea to serve in the gift department still book?"

For the great master of the literary world, the life of an official to do the gift of the book is considered to reach the highest point of life.

Shangguan Chang laughed, "Zi Yu should go to the Fang Master's house to ask the Fang Master."The teacher's respect for Ziyu should have an answer."The Master's view of Jia Huan is well known.Several times, I have recommended the poems of Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled and shook his head, pondered, and asked, “But I want to ask Zizhu, I don’t know what gift is more appropriate for the sender?”

Shangguan Chang laughed, “Of course, Ziyu’s fine poetry is the best.”Haha.Kindness is heavy.Master Fang has been in Jinling for a long time, prefers to write.

Jasper understood, laughing.After a while, he politely sent the official to the door.

At about half past ten in the morning, the sun was shining.Jia Huan's heart was undeclaining, and the matter of rescuing Luo Liang Lang had an eyebrow.(Unfinished.