Red Mansion, Second Master Lian is too despicable

Chapter 13 13 Ancestral Calendar
Jia Lian agreed happily, and Zhang Hu was also willing to teach him.One is willing to learn and the other is willing to teach, and the atmosphere is naturally pleasant.

I just felt sorry for Jia She, who drank tea from pot after pot, and even had to pour it for himself.None of the Zhang family's servants paid attention to him.

It can be seen that the entire Zhang family does not want to see him.

Seeing such a scene, Jia Lian couldn't help but think that if he hadn't been here today, maybe the situation would change in a few years, and the Zhang family might not recognize him as his direct nephew.

Thinking of this, Jia Lian couldn't help but sigh.

Before it was time for dinner, Master Zhang saw Jia Amnesty pursing his lips and couldn't bear Jia Lian's starvation, so he ordered his servants to prepare some food.

"Go get the mung bean cake!"

As soon as the instructions were given, several plates of pastries were brought up. Zhang Hu personally took one and handed it to Jia Lian.

"Child, try it. This was your mother's favorite food back then!"

When Zhang Hu mentioned this, his tone was still a little sad.

Jia Lian obediently picked up a piece of mung bean cake and tasted it. It was an orthodox pastry, but the beans were finely used and the craftsmanship was more pure. It was not as fancy as Jia's pastry.

"good to eat!"

Jia Lian replied while eating.

Master Zhang looked at Jia Lian eating deliciously and smiled.

"It's not as elegant as the food in your Duke's mansion, but there's truth in this simplicity!"

As he spoke, he didn't care how Jia Lian responded, but instead talked about business with a smile.

"Haha, my child, now that you want to be an official, you naturally need to know the environment in which you will be an official."

While talking about Zhang Hu, he also poured water for Jia Lian, fearing that he would choke. It was considered considerate for a grown man to do this.

Seeing Jia Lian swallowing what was in his mouth, Zhang Hu continued.

"Compared to the other five departments, this Department of Rites is the Qingshui Yamen. It is filled with old academics who are born in the second rank of Jinshi and pay attention to orthodoxy. People like your uncle and I who enter the same rank as Jinshi will be squeezed out. .”

Speaking of this, my uncle seemed to have a lot of resentment, and his face was full of disdain.

"Haha, with Jinshi and Madam. This group of people who are usually excluded by the officialdom got together and started to exclude others!"

When Zhang Hu spoke of indignation, Jia Lian understood that it was not only about emotion, but also about its connotation.

This means that people like these in the Ministry of Rites were thrown into the Ministry of Rites because they were not liked by the Supreme Emperor and other ministers.They naturally tend to be orthodox, and obviously the partisanship between the Emperor and his ministers is no longer orthodox now.

However, they are not considered direct descendants of today. They just have political opinions that are biased toward today, so they have some good feelings among today's people.

If they were really the current direct descendants, they wouldn't be able to keep the Ministry of Rites.

Because of the strangulation of two forces, it is often the third force that disappears.And the fact that they are here means that they are not the direct descendants of today.

But what Jia Lian couldn't figure out was that the Zhang family was obviously the leader of Qingliu, and the people in the Ministry of Rites should be all Qingliu children, but why did his uncle look so disgusted!
There must be something else here that my uncle didn't tell me.

Since my uncle didn't say anything and his attitude was clear, it's better not to ask.

Seeing that Jia Lian listened carefully and seemed to have his own thoughts, Mr. Zhang continued.

"This Ministry of Rites is already the Qingshui Yamen, and the Honglu Temple under it is the Qingshui of Qingshui. If you enter this Yamen and your family doesn't have some worth, you won't be able to survive in Beijing."

Officials always have something to say.

Jia Lian also understood what he said, which meant that the people in Honglu Temple were all idle; if the family was not from Beijing or the wife's family did not have a stable income, working here would starve to death.

On the other hand, it means that if a poor person in the Ministry of Rites is sent to Honglu Temple, it will be equivalent to forcing you to resign.

Because in this kind of government office, there is no chance for corruption.

In other words, Honglu Temple has no work to do. It is a yamen with very overlapping powers and responsibilities with other departments.After talking about the situation of Honglu Temple, Zhang Erhe continued.

"The Chief Registrar's Office and the Master of Ceremonies' Office in Honglu Temple are quite full, but the Secretariat's Office doesn't even have a chief minister, and there are more than ten subordinates who don't even have a free salary. Do you understand?"

The uncle hoped to speak more clearly. Jia Lian was smarter than he thought. If he was given more information, Jia Lian would be able to understand more things.

Living up to expectations, Jia Lian immediately spoke.

"Uncle, what you mean is that the Secretary's Office is an empty yamen, with a lot of things going on inside?"

Zhang Hu smiled even harder and said mysteriously.

"Haha, it won't be empty soon!"

Jia Lian understood.

"Oh, what my uncle means is that there will be concrete work at Honglu Temple soon. We can get big benefits while no one is going in!"

The uncle nodded, pushed the plate on the table, motioned Jia Lian to eat more, and said as he put the food in.

"What a smart boy, it's a pity that your father delayed him!"

Jia Amnesty was shot innocently.

As he spoke, Zhang Hu wrote four big characters on the table with tea, "Ancestral Calendar" and then said.

"At the beginning of this dynasty, Beijing officials were not allowed to make friends with foreign officials, and internal officials were not allowed to make friends with foreign officials. Therefore, no one who is an official sent out can have a private house in Beijing."

Zhang Hu talked about an ancestral method, and that’s all there is to it.

Fortunately, Jia Lian traveled through time and made up for the history of this dynasty.

This is about the beginning of the establishment of this dynasty.

The dynasty in which the Red Mansion is located is the Daqing Dynasty that has no history; history took a turn when the Tatars entered the customs.

Li Zicheng did not break through the capital, and Emperor Chongzhen did not hang himself. Just when Wu Sangui led the Qing army into the customs, a farmer in the valley ascended the throne on a dry well. The battle of national fortune.

Then he defeated the Ming army and the rebel army all the way, and even drove the Tartars out of the pass;

During this process, the Heavenly Soldiers recruited many foreign ministers of the Ming Dynasty. When they attacked the capital, the foreign ministers of the Ming Dynasty colluded with the imperial ministers and opened the city gate without even using a single soldier.

Under the guidance of the former Ming Dynasty's old man Huzuansheshiyingtianshi, this old man from Hunan took over the capital and established the Daqing Dynasty.What I said before is that fate is your destiny.

But because the world was lost because of Beijing officials and foreign ministers, this dynasty was particularly taboo about this matter, so there was this ancestral calendar - Beijing officials were not allowed to make friends with foreign officials.

As he spoke, Master Zhang wiped away the tea stains.

"But this calendar has become useless in the past hundred years!"

"what for?"

Jia Lian really doesn't understand this.

Jia She, who was listening on the sidelines, knew more than Jia Lian.

"Hey, the original rule for enforcing this law was that foreign officials were not allowed to have private homes in the capital, and when officials from the capital were sent to other places, they had to move their families!"

Jia Lian had questions again.

"So what if there are multiple officials in the family!"

Zhang Hu smiled.

"Then break up!"
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