Red Mansion, Ningfu Scholarly Family

Chapter 303 Jia Jing Goes South to Jinling
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"Lord Zhao, please rest and recover from your injuries... Are there any loyal subordinates who can temporarily assist you in continuing the investigation?"

Emperor Anping was not at ease with using other people.

Now he only trusts Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan was overjoyed after hearing what Emperor Anping said. He was afraid that during the period of recuperation, his power would be taken away by others. He didn't expect that Emperor Anping trusted him so much!
"Have!"

Zhao Quan hurriedly said: "One of my subordinates is named Jin Quanbao. If it weren't for him risking his life to protect me, I'm afraid..."

Emperor Anping nodded after hearing this: "Okay, in that case, I will make an exception and promote him to the rank of commander of a thousand households. During this time when you are recovering from your illness, you will arrange for him to do things behind the scenes. I have only one request, that the real culprit behind this be caught as soon as possible!"

Zhao Quan fell to the ground and swore to the sky: "I will do my best and will not stop until my death!"

for a while.

After being carried back, Zhao Quan immediately found Jin Quanbao.

"Brother Jin, there is a great news."

Zhao Quan said with a smile while lying on the sickbed.

Jin Quanbao did not pretend to be serious. Instead, his brows immediately lit up with joy and his eyes sparkled. Anyone could see that he was very excited.

"My Lord, you mean..."

"Haha, you got promoted. I personally recommended you to the emperor, and you were promoted to the commander of a thousand households of the Embroidered Uniform Guard." Zhao Quan said with a smile, feeling a little sour in his heart.

Although the emperor promoted him out of turn for his sake, this guy was promoted too quickly.

Will he be overwhelmed in the future?
Jin Quanbao was so happy that he knelt on the ground and swore, "Master Zhao, from now on you are my real father, and I will be filial to you."

Zhao Quan was very satisfied with Jin Bibao's current attitude and said with a smile: "Brother Jin, don't be like this. We will be colleagues in the future..."

"Dad, etiquette cannot be abandoned!" Jin Quanbao interrupted Zhao Quan righteously and insisted, "The ancients said: Once a teacher, always a father. Besides, your kindness is like a reborn parent, how can it be compared to a mere teacher? I am willing to recognize you as my father for all my lives."

After hearing this, Zhao Quanying felt it was not right to insist on refusing his son's filial piety, so he smiled and said, "Forget it, you are so well-behaved, and I am very happy. From now on, you should stay by my side and work hard for the emperor. You will be successful in the near future."

Jin Quanbao was so excited that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed again: "Thank you for your cultivation, Daddy."

"Okay, you go down and continue to arrest the remnants of the White Lotus Sect according to our clues. We must not give them a chance to breathe. You must personally take charge of this matter and don't be careless." Zhao Quan ordered.

Jin Quanbao hesitated for a moment and said, "My son is not very talented and has just been promoted to the rank of commander of a thousand households. He lacks prestige. I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to personally preside over such an important event..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm here!" Zhao Quan, leaning on the sickbed, patted his chest and promised.

Although he couldn't stand up for the time being, who made the emperor trust him?
The power is increasing rather than decreasing.

In the Imperial Guard, his words are... the imperial edict!
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May 22nd, good luck.

Jia Jing officially set out for Jiangnan as an imperial envoy. Due to the rampant White Lotus Sect, the emperor specially granted him twenty dragon guards for protection.

But Jia Jing would not rely solely on these twenty Dragon Guards. He selected a hundred guards from the Jia Mansion's personal soldiers to accompany him, and also secretly arranged other people along the way before setting off.

Be careful to sail the boat that lasts ten thousand years.

Jia Rong accompanied him all the way out of the city for thirty miles.

"Rong'er, go back. Be sure to remember what I told you." Jia Jing gave him a few final instructions. He was still very relieved about his eldest grandson because Jia Rong had been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child and never caused trouble.

"Take care, Grandpa!"

Jia Rong watched the imperial envoy's convoy go away and sighed slightly in his heart.

I'm not going to listen this time.

There are two things you need to prepare before going to Nanyang.

The first thing is to pay close attention to the education of ethnic studies and strive to train more useful talents in recent years to go to Southeast Asia for training, teaching, and spreading the Great Xia civilization.

There were still too few people who could read in this era, and those who knew a few words considered themselves scholars and were very arrogant. Basically, they would not go to a barbarian place like Southeast Asia, and could only be trained at home. Another thing was that this trip would probably take a long time, which would make Miss Lin and her aunt very unhappy. In order to relieve the pressure, Jia Rong decided to write a novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and present it to Miss Lin to kill time.

With his current talent as a third place winner in the imperial examination, he could naturally write like a god, with wonderful writing skills. He could write 100,000 words a day and finish a book in just a few days.

"Why have you been so hardworking these days, Master? He's even more diligent than during the imperial examination." Ping'er asked Xiangling in confusion.

Xiangling pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not writing an article."

Ping'er: "Oh? What is that?"

Xiangling: "Novel."

"What? Master is writing a novel again?" Qingwen next to him opened her eyes wide and muttered something, wondering what good thing she was thinking of.

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Jia clan charity school.

Since Jia Jing was promoted to cabinet minister, he became increasingly busy with official duties and inevitably neglected the management of the clan school. This resulted in a group of playboys in the charity school who spent their days eating, drinking, and having fun, and even skipped classes without reason to go out and play. Especially recently, Jia Jing requested an imperial decree to go south to Nanjing, which made everyone feel that there would be no more constraints from then on.

These people were either the younger generation of the Jia family or had some kind of in-law relationship with the Jia family. They felt that they were superior to others, so they did not take the few down-and-out teachers from outside seriously.

"A few poor guys dare to point fingers at our Jia family's territory. Give them some face. They really think they are important people. Bah!" A handsome student from the clan school sneered and spat on the ground.

"that is!"

Several people nearby followed suit.

"Why don't we think of a way to get him out?"

"Hey, who has an idea?"

"I have, I have."

"What? Talk about it."

"We can do this and that... Hehe!"

"Ah? This is not good, right?"

"What's wrong with that? I think this is a brilliant plan. Let's do it!"

"What if the masters ask about it?"

"You are the one who is hesitant and cautious. There is a saying that one should not blame everyone for his own actions. We came up with ideas and did things together. Can you punish us all together?"

"That's right. The law cannot hold everyone responsible. Another point is that if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who would know who did this?"

If Jia Jing was at home, people might be more cautious. As for the other two masters, one was a playboy who spent his days in debauchery and was a good role model for the dandies. The other was a serious nerd who knew nothing and was the easiest to fool.

Several people immediately discussed and made a plan, and quietly found a basin of urine and placed it on the door of Master Liu's study...

"Hey hey hey..."

"Chichichi..."

"What are you doing?"

A faint voice was heard, and several students from the clan school who were grinning with ill intentions were suddenly startled.

"Brother Rong, we, ahem..."

"It's nothing, it's really nothing, Brother Rong, please don't misunderstand."

"Yes, we didn't put the urinal on the old man's door..."

Everyone: "..."

Jia Rong's face immediately darkened.

(End of this chapter)