The candles of the evening hall are extinguished.The overnight discussion also ended with the extinguishing of the candle.The gardens and courtyards of the unscathed hall are bathed in the sunlight caused by it.A few birds “tweet” in the branches.

At the west corner of the gate of the unshakable hall, Ji Cheng sat in a small car and arrived.He is not a native of Chicago, and his home is in the North of the Yongping Province.The 18th of January is the time for all the doors to start.He went to Chicago yesterday.I’m here to visit Jacqueline today.

The Worry-free Hall in Jia Huan is home to fewer visitors.Most of the unrelated people are waiting in the front yard of the Ronggu.Not to mention that Jiafu is far from the past.However, Jia Huan has a large population here, and slaves come in and out.

“Jie Hanlin is early.”“Good for you, Mr. President.”Ji Cheng all the way unimpeded, in the road, there are familiar with the management of the road stopped on the side of the road, laughing and greeting.

Ji Cheng, a green shirt, was 23 years old, had a clear appearance, full of spring breeze arches, and responded one by one.His marriage to the girl was largely settled.Still under the dowry, look at the day.They are expected to get married in late spring.

At the entrance of the courtyard where the Xiyun Hall is located, Ji Cheng took a deep breath, fully dressed, and stepped in.

His marriage to the girl could get what he wanted.All thanks to the head of the house!Is he a man of knowledge?He returned to Beijing yesterday and heard about the experience of the Yuan Temple.He is the future of Hanlin.The channels of communication are not closed.

For his marriage, Jia Yuan first offended the Chinese university.He came early to see if he could help.

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After a night of sleep, Jia Huan, who rested for a little while, hosted Ji Cheng who came to visit in the study of the Worry-free hall.

The garden, the tea room.With the cold daylight, it fell on the small hall, and the tables and chairs were mottled in shadow.

Ji Cheng said gratefully: "I and Shi girl's marriage without the support of the head of the hospital, certainly can not be completed."I remember it in my heart.”

With his personal relations with Jia Huan, he still wants to say it.Because kindness is too great.

Jia Huan smiled tired and gentlely, “Bei, did you hear the news from Beijing yesterday?”Take care of Sister Clouds later.”

He will not be hypocritical to say: It is not a matter of discipline.He and Hume are not in the same camp.But Huami certainly won’t care about him in the short term.The root cause of the Yuan Temple, which was helped by the promotion of Huamei, was the matter of the strong breakthrough in Washington that day.

Nod your head hard.He will.

What the two of them talked about, I don’t know.

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"The twilight wind is sad and sad, I don't know who to say to..."

Jia Huan and Ji Cheng talked in the study, across several courtyards, Jia Huan's line of sight can not see the place, Shuhul rely on the railings in the corridor, blowing the beard.He is a nobleman of the Moon, and he is familiar with the sound.

The eight-fairy table in the small hall, a pot of scrap wine is empty.On the side of the bottle is a long sword.

He broke the leaves and sold his beloved princess to save the people.Because of the assassination, he was forced to work for Jia Huan.From the West to Chicago.The Chinese New Year, he also misses the country.

After returning, Jia, who came back, seemed to have encountered no small trouble.He did not know that he had a chance to return to his hometown.

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On the afternoon of the 14th, the whole city of Beijing was immersed in the discussion of the western region and the northern seal, and at the same time, there was a festive atmosphere.

Since the 14th, Beijing has lifted the curfew for three days, and the son of heaven and the people have been happy.Celebrate the night.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was the sunset.The Changfu in the hour is covered in this poignant light.

Jia Huan, Luo Junzi, Ji Cheng, and Qiao Rusong gathered in Zhangfu.Not because of the year.They came to the mountain house early to celebrate the year.Zhang Chengjian sent people to invite these students in Beijing.

The small room behind the door, the atmosphere is slightly stagnant!The three of them drank tea in silence.Zhang Chengjian was chubby, walking back and forth, anxious.Jo Rusong asked, “Brother Bo Miao, how could the mountain chief have such a thought?”

Heavenly vows to rejoice with the people, and all parts of Beijing are arranging the evening of the Lantern Festival by Wu Wang.The festive atmosphere in Beijing was early.And the mountain chief wants to persuade the son of heaven, and he must not spend his money.

"Alas," Zhang Chengjian held his belly and said, "My father intends to send a name!"Yesterday there was the exact news: his father will be transferred to the Ministry of Industry.His father, who is 76 years old, intends to advise Tianzi one for the last time before he is sent to him.

Mr. Luo said softly, “Brother Bo Miao, be patient.”Look at what the mountain chiefs talk about.”He is a gentleman, but not stupid.The mountain book will surely anger the heavens.And the library is one of the schools, and the political enemy is watching.

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Zhangfu's study, Jia Huan and Zhang Anbo sat opposite, drinking tea at the table.The atmosphere is harmonious.

There is no guessing of your classmates outside, Shanchang is studying the meaning of Jia Huan: four books, poetry, spring and autumn.Zhang Anbo is the world's famous Confucian, ruling the spring and autumn.

There are five questions in Jia Huan's ten questions that cannot be answered, and they explain awkwardly: "The disciples have not warmed the book for a long time, and the king of teaching mountains has been disappointed!"

Thirteen years, he will be Yuan, explore flowers.He left his hand.He just used it as a knock on the door.Nearly eight years later, he is not the master!And the mountain master's exam, at least doctoral level.

Zhang Anbo is 76 years old, must have white hair, old-state dragon clock.But he sat in the chair, himself a generation of Confucianism!Like the mountains!

The mountain long temperament is generous, smiled, and said, "When the jade has time, it is still necessary to read the scriptures."

Jia Huan understood the meaning of the mountain chief, got up and said respectfully: "Disciples remember!"His rules of conduct are not the words of the saints, not the scriptures!Not six words for me, but me.His rule was the modern education he received.

And the mountain chief is the science of all, the great Confucian.He taught the saints to live this life.

The mountain chief smiled and took a sip of tea, and said, “The seedlings have called some of you, didn’t they?”He can't read!Courage is small.I’ve been with you all these years and I’ve suffered a lot!”The words are gentle and show the licking of the calf.

Jia Huan did not hide, nodded, "Huh."

The mountain chief looked gentle and said: "Ziyu, I am now seventy or six, that day He Xintai recommended me as the history of the left, the country must not be without counsel."For the past five or six years, I have not dared to slack off.But the son said: self-throwing and thin responsibility for people, is far from grudge.As I said, I haven’t done that.So, I complain about it.

Now God wants to call me a book for the Ministry of Labor.I have no love for the fold.Let’s go to the last one before you!The cost of the Lantern Festival is the one that King Wu has come out.But the fireworks, flower lights, and rewards are just as empty money.The country is difficult, and you must not stop it!”

Jia Huan sighed.

The meaning of the mountain chief: Yongzhi Tianzi wants to hold a big Lantern Festival, although the money of the fee is the king of Wu.However, it is the same empty-consuming human and material resources.The fire is shining, how much does it cost?During the festival of lights, the people are like the tide, and the flower lamps of the noble houses are fighting, not the cost?God takes the lead in making extravagant winds and extravagance.People can imagine how he could not write?

The current situation in the country, Jia Huan is very clear.The university staff was promoted by the household library.The current household book Zhao Heling and Jiafu are in good hands.The national martial arts reached its peak, but the state treasury was bankrupt.

What should I do as a man at this time?Take the lead and save money.Make the custom simple and simple.

Jasper knows that the mountain is not wrong.However, Yongzhi Tianzi is dying, and tell him that these are ghostly useful!Yong Zhitianzi, but where there is less selfishness and cares a little, with the state as the priority, Ji Xingsheng will not be exiled from the family.

Jia Huan said bluntly: "The mountain long book exhortation will surely anger the son of heaven."Sung Pu stared at the side, full of malice, and the consequences were unimaginable.The mountain chief should be a few people for the brother of Bo Miao, for the library to consider one or two.

Zhang Chengjian is the eldest son of the mountain chief, and he has brothers and sisters.The mountain chief angered the son of heaven, and implicated the Zhang family, there was an 80% probability.

The mountain chief smiled calmly and said, "This will please help me after the jade."

How could he not know the consequences?God is dying, when is it?The less the country loses the better!Why he was recommended by the nobles, the expectations of the sea, the son of heaven made mistakes, his book advice, is his duty and duty.He is not afraid of death.

Twenty-one years ago, before the coup d'état of Yongzhi Tianzi, he failed to make a book and chose to resign to set up a college teaching.Twenty-one years later, he is 76 years old and no longer wants to choose to escape!

Jacqueline had a tough laugh.

Readers are talking about benevolence, righteousness, and the way, not life and death!The way, even though I am filled by thousands of people.

It is said that there is righteousness in heaven and earth, in Qi Taishi, in Jindong Fox pen.For the general's head, for the blood.When it comes to the moon, life and death!

But the reality!He and the mountain chief, in the heart of Yongzhi, are now bound together.The mountain chief angered the son of heaven, and increased the view of the son of heaven!His situation now is very difficult.

The mountain chief fell, he, Zhang family, the school, how to recover?Will the people of Song Yi be politically pursued?Unspokenly self-evident!

The mountain long smile, insisted: "Jade, I know it is very difficult for you."But there are some things I want to do!The National Dynasty not only had a patriarch like Xie Hexuan and Hua Mo, but also a minister with hard bones!If there is any need, be kind.The blues will not offend me!The rest, there is the trouble of rave.

That was his choice!

His eyes were red and his head was red.