Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Recently, the courtiers have found that they are in a good mood, and when they occasionally encounter difficult government affairs or disputes between the two sides, they will never put on the face of Bao Gong, which scares them back and forth in their minds, "There is a Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng..."

Song Baci, who was away on official business, had no time to catch up with the emperor's great joy, was a little regretful. I heard that although there were a little fewer people at the wedding banquet, it was definitely extremely lively.

"Fourth brother, bring your younger brother to visit your sister-in-law sometime, and ask for a red envelope." Song Xueci leaned closer to Cui Yu, and whispered, "I'm going to eat and sleep outside for the two of you. I'm busy."

"Remember your share. And don't you seem to be still receiving the monthly salary of Master Enhou?" How many years have passed in a flash, and I have never seen such a cheeky prince.

"That's not the pocket money my sister-in-law gave me, the so-called elder sister-in-law is like a mother!" Song Xueci didn't feel that he was thick-skinned at all.These days, if you don't have a thick skin, you'd be ashamed to live in the royal family.

"The second sister is the water thrown by the married daughter."

Cui Yu: "..."

Convinced by Song Xueci's face, Cui Yu took a sip of tea, talked about the business, and asked, "How is Jia Yucun?"

"With my little Song Ci from Dali Temple, I can find out about his urine, pants, and pants." Song Xueci also picked up the tea cup and took a sip, looking at the emperor who was flipping through the scrolls, with a smile in his eyes.

Probably the reason why Cui Yu grew up among the people. These years have passed, although the emperor's majesty has become a little bit more, but in private, he is still the little Cui.On the contrary, the relationship between their brothers and their sons has become much more harmonious, and they are completely free from the violence of killing their fathers and brothers before, and they have to ponder over a sentence three times before they can say it cautiously and humblely.

"This person is used to specialization, and he has been in contact with the prince of Beijing Jing in Qiangwei Temple." Cui Yu looked at the person's resume, and his face darkened: "Give the evidence of the crime to the King of Beijing, and let him pay attention. children's education."

"Then what to do with him?"

"Of course it's in accordance with the law. Deprive him of his reputation and send him to the sea." After finishing speaking, Cui Yu paused: "Find him an uninhabited island and see how far he can go." They are all exploring overseas, and naturally found many small uninhabited islands.

When Song Xueci heard the latter sentence, he smiled and said, "Of order." He thought that Situ's family really had a kind lamb.

After chatting about some business affairs, Song Xueci went to Beijing Palace to pay a visit or two that day.

King Beijing Jing still felt quite strange, and when someone explained the purpose of coming, he still didn't believe it: "Then Mr. Jia is very knowledgeable, and Rong'er also recommended it to me."

"Is it possible to be poor in learning to be admitted to Jinshi? It's his character. My lord," Song Xueci handed over the proof book for verification: "You can see for yourself. After the scientific examination, a kid from a poor family lived in a temple and did something. what?"

King Beijing Jing's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he opened it.

Jia Yucun was quite affectionate and righteous, and married Jiao Xing, the maidservant of the Zhen family who had helped him in the past, as a concubine.But on this premise, when he was arrested as a son-in-law, he once told his father-in-law that he would be a couple wholeheartedly.

Of course, this is nothing more than personal morality, and being an official is ultimately based on political achievements.

During Jia Yucun's term of office, it was acceptable at the beginning, but later the government and businessmen colluded and acted recklessly. Relying on his own wit and agility, he confronted the Shangguan everywhere, and even taunted the Shangguan.These things piled up one by one, and there were nearly a hundred of them.

"This... this is really a beast in clothes!" King Beijing Jing cursed in a low voice.

"He concealed it quite well. Those things were either because he was too oppressed by the "powerful" to help himself, or he had already buried a hole and found a "scapegoat"." Song Xueci smiled as he spoke. He let out a cry, with a chill in his voice: "This man's law is amazing enough, maybe his ancestors were born as litigators."

"Thank you, my lord, for letting me know." King Bei Jing hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Prince Bei Jing, you are being polite." Song Xueci helped the man to sit down, exchanged some polite words, and he answered directly when he heard people wonder why they would pay attention to this little person.

"Before Jia Zhen's Rose Temple opened, the king also received invitations to have fun. When he saw Jia Yucun, he used his surname to guide the people around him, making them believe that he was also Jia Zhen's relatives and friends. So as to gain fame." Song Xueci glanced left and right and said in a low voice, "And there is quite a wink, I have a crush on Jia Amnesty."

King Bei Jing's hand holding the teacup shook: "Are you sure it wasn't the Marquis Jia Enhou's delusion? It's just his stinky virtue."

As the "enemy" that Jia She has fought from childhood to adulthood, King Beijing Jing is quite qualified, and he is the only one who still thinks this reason is nonsense.But there is no way, who told this reason to poke the emperor's heart.In the emperor's heart, it was definitely what Jia Enhou said was right, Jia Yucun saw it, and it was all about sex.

Regarding the grievances and resentments between the two who have been enemies since childhood, Song Xueci smiled in his heart.As long as the childhood sweetheart King of Beijing doesn't carry Jia Amnesty in front of the emperor's vinegar jar, it will probably be fine.

After saying a few more words with a smile, Song Xueci left.

King Beijing weighed the case file in his hand, and beat it angrily.It's so exasperating, Jia Amnesty can actually find out that this person has a beastly face, and what about him!

Shame!

If people knew about it, they might come to set off firecrackers in front of his door in a cheap way.

First, he sent someone to call his son over, pointed at the evidence and taught him a lesson, and then ignored the unbelievably pale little face, King Beijing sent someone to kidnap Jia Yucun who had cheated him for a month's salary as a staff member. Take it down.

Jia Yucun looked at the servant who was still respectfully coming to invite him, and raised his head indistinctly.Very well, that's how you should treat him.Wang Jue deserves to be Wang Jue!It is much more disciplined than Jia's lonely baron's mansion.

"Student Jia Yucun pays homage to the prince." Jia Yucun saluted respectfully and gracefully.

"En." Beijing Wang was polite, and said, "I remember when my husband came here, he said that he was falsely accused, and that's why he was dismissed?"

Jia Yucun's heart was moved when he heard the words, he held back his secret joy, and said in a deep voice: "Students, thank you for your concern. It's just that there were some students who committed ineffective crimes. The matter has come to an end, so I won't go back to the past. Otherwise, it will only add to the sadness."

"Then how can it be done." King Beijing said slowly: "I pity Mr.'s talent, and I want to help him with some activities, and it just happened to be arranged by God. It happened that the teahouse happened to meet the loyal prince, and the prince was furious after hearing what happened to Mr., but it was bound to happen. I want to help Mr. Jia rehabilitate you."

"What?" Jia Yucun couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, and looked at King Beijing in surprise.

"Sir, you heard me right." King Bei Jing repeated his previous words, and then looked at Jia Yucun with a smile in his eyes.

Jia Yucun heard it clearly, and tangled up and down, thinking about how he would handle it clearly, and then comparing and comparing his life after resignation, his heart became ruthless, and after thanking him first, he followed King Beijing into Dali Temple.

After entering Dali Temple, Song Xueci immediately started the trial.Although he was able to take Jia Yucun directly, Bao Qingtian, who learned the script, came up with "Introducing the King into the Urn", well, he was definitely not influenced by his second sister Qianjiao.

"Criminal Jia Yucun, don't kneel down yet!" Song Xueci knocked on the gavel, but his eyes glanced at the screen that had been covered in advance.

Inside the screen were Jia She, who received urgent news and came to watch in official robes, as well as the emperor.

However, Jia Amnesty didn't care about Jia Yucun's innocent face, how cunning and cunning, etc. He was just a little moved because he took a word of his own words to heart, Cui Enzheng, who did everything from beginning to end.

Stretching out his hand, Jia Amnesty gently stroked the back of Cui Yu's hand with his fingers.

Cui Yu held it with a smile, and interlocked his fingers instead.

Jia Amnesty: "..." Not bad, there is progress.

It seemed that he could understand Jia She's eyes, but Cui Yu was quite evil-hearted. He hooked his fingers to Jia She's palm, and it flew across like a feather softly.

Jia Amnesty finally walked out of Dali Temple in a daze, not even remembering the final judgment until afterward.

"Uninhabited island?" Jia She heard and smiled, "Hahahahahaha, this idea is really great!"

Having dealt with the serious troubles of his previous life, Jia Amnesty was happy for several days, and even the sorrow of separation from sending Jia Lian and Jia Rong to Shandong Academy to study was a little less.

It's just that after regaining consciousness, according to the rhythm of holidays every month, I sent someone a letter every ten days, which made Cui Yu sour.The two of them sneak away for a whole day, only on holidays, and at other times they have to meet at night. Sometimes things get so busy that they don't see anyone for several days.

So, when Jia Shexiu had to write a letter all morning in Mu Riguang, it was really not that he was narrow-minded, but that he had to be jealous.

"You can write something simpler." Cui Yu suggested weakly.

"I'm very simple. It's only about ten pages. I just asked them how their homework was, whether they ate well and slept soundly, whether they bullied their classmates, and don't want uncles and nephews to beat people together..." Jia She As he spoke, he was extremely worried: "I am worried about the safety of the students in the entire academy, okay?"

Cui Yu: "...Can you give the two children a little normal confidence? They say they are bears, but they are not bears at all. These etiquette rules are good."

"They are young and vigorous! Godfather Huo gave them a bow and a crossbow, the kind that can be fired continuously. My eldest nephew is even more amazing, each of them has a gun."

Cui Yu gasped: "When I saw it, it was normal for them to give away, one or two for the ruler."

"Hehe, the most normal one belongs to your second sister. I gave them all the popular novels on the market." Jia She said: "Encourage them to meet Zhu Yingtai in the academy."

"It's really not easy for Lian'er and the others to be so righteous in their three views." Cui Yu sighed: "You write, write, but I see that you have written three times, why didn't they see a single reply?"

"Yes, I'm fine with just a few words." Jia Amnesty followed suit with a sigh: "Father, there is no pocket money."

"What?" Cui Yu was startled.He believed that his son, the dignified prince, had no pocket money, and he didn't believe that the two darlings of the Jia family would have no pocket money.

"I asked the hidden guards, and they said that there seems to be a lack of water over there. They are still rolling in the pool in the summer at home, and they wash themselves deliciously every day. It is inevitable that they are not used to it. It seems that they are all used to buy It's water."

"Lack of water?" Cui Yu immediately frowned: "Even the academy is affected?"

Droughts are generally more severe in the north and west of Shanxi, but the Confucian Academy is located in Linzi, which is also known as the Little Jiangnan, and the Zi River flows through the territory, so it is impossible to use money to buy water.

"Well, that's what the secret guard said." Jia She nodded, looked at Cui Yu's solemn expression, and came back to his senses: "You...you won't say..."

Jia Amnesty covered his mouth, not daring to think about it.

Cui Yu tapped his fingers on the table: "There has been less rain in the past two years, but because the corn is drought-resistant, the common people's harvest is pretty good. But if there is really a shortage of water, we must find a way in advance."

"Then..." Jia Amnesty thought for a while and asked, "I don't know how to solve the water shortage. Tell me, if we learn all kinds of food that people in the West can eat, will there be other food as well?" kind?"

"En." Hearing this, Cui Yu patted Jia She on the shoulder with a smile: "After the father knew about Yumai, he sent Niu Jizong and the others to look for it in the past."

Jia Amnesty: "Uncle Huang is Uncle Huang."