Chapter 48 Wei Qi is furious
Seeing Jia Zheng's expression and listening to Jia Cong's words, how could Wei Qi not know what had happened?
"You Jia family are really so powerful. Are you bullying my helpless disciple? Good, good, good! Jia Cunzhou, I, Wei Zizhen, thought you had a good reputation before, but now I see that you are nothing more than that. Today, I, Wei Zizhen, will sever my ties with you, Jia Cunzhou!"
"Even if you Jia family don't protect Cong, he still has me as his master. It's not your turn to manipulate him!"
"Your Jia family is a noble family, and the four princes and eight dukes are so powerful. However, even if I, Wei Zizhen, am only a sixth-rank official, I am not necessarily afraid of your Jia family!"
"Today, even if I beat the drum and bring this case to the emperor, I will never give up on your Jia family!"
"You send a young scholar who has won the imperial examination to guard the border. I want to see how powerful your Jia family is. Can you withstand the gossips of the world? What ability do you have to suppress the gossips of the scholars all over the world?"
"Disciple, stand up. You are in my house. Even if I have to sacrifice my official position, I will see who dares to let my disciple, Wei Zizhen, go to guard the border!"
"Come on, show them away! Throw those things out of the door. I, Wei Zi, really can't bear the courtesy of the Jia family!"
These words made Jia Zheng's face turn red and he was speechless. If he had a white silk, Jia Zheng really wanted to hang himself on it. This was Wei Zizhen's first time, and he had almost anticipated that he, Jia Zheng, would definitely become a laughing stock among all the civil and military officials in the court!
Wei Qi's love and care made Jia Cong feel warm. Perhaps, when he first became his disciple, Wei Qi had other plans, but after becoming his disciple, Wei Qi treated him like his son or nephew. Now, he was willing to do anything for him, even if it meant going up against the Jia family or even the four kings and eight dukes, to protect his disciple.
Jia Cong stood up and supported Wei Qi, then said with emotion, "Master, how can I not understand your heart of protection? However, I am born in the Jia family after all, and I have the blood of a duke. Now that the country is in trouble, how can I retreat! The two masters of the mansion are already old, and if I go thousands of miles away to guard the border, it would be unfilial of me."
"Although the two elder brothers are smart, they don't know military affairs. In addition, the second elder brother Lian is too weak and the second elder brother Bao is a bit hysterical. As brothers, how can we not stand up?"
"All of them are young sons! After all the calculations, only my disciple is the most suitable. Therefore, this border defense is not forced by the elders in the mansion, but my disciple took the initiative to go."
"I am not afraid of long journeys, swords and guns, and I am not even afraid of dying on the battlefield! However, I have let Master's hard work go to waste, so I feel ashamed!"
"Of course, loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult! The enemy has invaded the border, and as a Daqian man, I should be upright and let people see that my master's disciple is not just a weak scholar. Even if I go to the battlefield, I will not bring shame to my master. I am just afraid that if I go, I will not be able to fulfill my filial piety in front of my master."
"Although I am not the bravest warrior , I am also quite brave and can protect myself even on the battlefield. Master, you don't need to worry about me! When I return in three or two years, I will come to you to show my filial piety. Therefore, please don't make things difficult for my second uncle and allow me to go."
"At home, my second uncle has been doing his best to support me, and he even offended my second wife for this. As a nephew, how can I make things difficult for my second uncle..."
Jia Cong's words made Wei Qi burst into tears. His disciple was too sensible and too loyal! How could he not know Jia Cong's status in the Jia family? But his disciple did not have any resentment and was still innocent!
"Okay, good boy, since you have made up your mind, Master will not stop you! Since you want to go, Master will also help you. Although Master is a lowly official, he has people of the same age and hometown. Master will ask everyone to let those who know him in the army protect you on Master's behalf!"
"Thank you, Master! I am worried that I cannot fulfill my filial duty to you this time! I have a nephew at home, he is the posthumous son of my second uncle, Jia Lan. His mother is the daughter of the former Imperial College's chief academic officer. Although Lan is still a young boy, he is very studious. When I leave, I will ask Lan to visit you often on my behalf to preserve the friendship between master and disciple."
Wei Qi tightly grasped Jia Cong's arm, but shook his head slightly, "No need, Master has you as his disciple, it is enough, the other so-called heroes may not be in Master's eyes, Master does not ask for anything else, just hope that you can return safely, I will be satisfied! However, since the disciple has asked, if your nephew has any questions about learning, he can also come to visit, for the sake of the disciple, Master will definitely give good guidance!"
"Disciple thanks Master!" Jia Cong prostrated himself again.
When Jia Cong walked out of the hall, he saw Jia Zheng standing at the door crying! He had heard Jia Cong's words clearly. His nephew was pushed out by the whole family to die, but he did not complain. Instead, he advised earnestly and even recommended Lan'er to Wei Qi. This was obviously because he was afraid that he would not be able to come back and cultivate another seed of reading in the mansion.
Everyone in this family will no longer be able to face Cong Ge'er from now on.
"Uncle, let's go back!"
Jia Zheng looked at Jia Cong in a daze, then sighed deeply, his heart full of bitterness.
After returning home, Jia Cong went straight back to his own courtyard. Jia Zheng entered Rong Xi Hall but found that Jia's mother was sitting on a high couch, obviously waiting.
Wang, Mrs. Xing, Wang Xifeng and Li Wan were all serving on the side.
"Second brother, what's wrong!" Seeing Jia Zheng coming in, Jia's mother asked anxiously. She knew better than Jia Zheng and others how powerful these literati were. They didn't need a knife to kill people. A pen could make people infamous for thousands of years. If Wei Qi couldn't get past this hurdle, then he would be in trouble.
Jia Zheng recounted with some bitterness what had happened in Wei Qi's mansion. The old lady burst into tears, Mrs. Xing was very sad, and Li Wan and Wang Xifeng were moved.
Jia Zheng was silent for a moment, then turned to Li Wan and said, "My dear Zhuge's wife, today Cong asked Lan'er to help him to be filial to his master for two years. Although Zizhen refused, he also said that for Cong's sake, if Lan'er has any questions about academic matters, she can come to visit the mansion."
"When you have some free time, let Lan'er come to Mengpo Zhai and I will teach him in person. He must not lose face for his uncle in front of Zizhen!"
Li Wan was startled at first, but then she was filled with gratitude! Jia Lan was not valued in the mansion, even by Jia Zheng and Wang, his grandparents. But Cong still thought about his nephew. Moreover, if he had the guidance of the Jinshi who passed the imperial examination, not only would his knowledge improve greatly, but he would also have more connections. How could she thank him?
"My wife will remember this. I will ask Lan'er to go to his uncle's room to thank him later!"
