Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Since Jia Zhengyi was invited out of the Rongguo Mansion, he lived in a four-entry house in the back alley of Ningrong Street.Although there are other mansions in the family property allocated to the second bedroom, for Jia Zheng, living on Ningrong Street and looking at the closed gate of Rongguo Mansion can always be used to motivate himself to get ahead as soon as possible.

When Jia Amnesty arrived with his people, Jia Zheng was still on the attic of the study in his small courtyard, looking at the moon, looking at the mansion not far away, which highlighted the majestic and majestic silhouette under the bright moonlight.Facing the night wind that was coming slowly, he felt that with his eyes closed, he could describe every plant and tree in Rongguo Mansion.

That's where he grew up.

It should have been his!

his!

Whenever Jia Zheng thought of this, he couldn't help but lightly beat the railing to vent his anger!

Just because I was born a few years late, I missed everything.Afterwards, he wanted this Rongguo Mansion, but he had to fight for it by himself, and he wanted to be careful and tiptoe like a thief.But the sky is still so unfair, he tried so hard and tried every means to fight for it, but the house leak happened to rain all night, and the world was impermanent!Emperor Taixing restored the crown prince like a child's play, and imprisoned all the princes in a more dramatic way.Before he could digest the news, he received another double blow from the blue sky—the Wang family, which he regarded as his help, was ransacked and beheaded!The in-laws are gone, and the blood-related family Baolinghou's Mansion also suffered a catastrophe.His uncle Baolinghou was deprived of his military post and ordered to reflect on himself, with no chance of recovery.

All of a sudden, he was like a child drowning in an ice hole in the cold winter months.

How to do?

He has no one to tell him what to do now, there is no support, and the house is in shambles.As the married daughter of the Wang family, even though she was not implicated, she was always pointed at when she went out.His eldest son, whom he had so much hoped for, did not study well and left the academy privately to ask for leave and return home.

There is no such thing as his father in his eyes!

And that child who was born with a different phase was snatched away in broad daylight...

When Jia Zheng thought of this, his eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer cared about the hand that still needed to write, and he didn't care about the pain. He threw the flagon in his hand on the ground with all his strength, and he clenched his hands tightly into fists when he heard the crisp crack of the flagon falling to the ground. Hammered on the railing and roared: "God punish me! Why is my life so hard!"

"why?!"

Jia She, who was in the lobby, was terrified by the mournful and mournful sound like a crow. When he came back to his senses, he glanced at the scene in the room and felt that his life was miserable. How could he meet such a bastard brother!Thinking of him beating Jia Lian in his previous life, the beating looked very cruel, but the beating was just ass!And how strong was he when he was the master?Jia Lian was beaten up and was able to get out of bed within two days.Besides, after Jia Lian finished the beating, he was accompanied by his daughter-in-law, Feng Maitou, and the little maids were concerned.

But now Jia Zhu was slapped in the face by Jia Zheng!Drawn into the pig's face that parents don't recognize.You know, Jia Zhu is only ten years old this year, and she looks pretty and handsome.If not, Jia Amnesty would not have disregarded the previous suspicions and used his uncle's friendship to remind people to exercise their bones, play a five-animal show, and strengthen their bodies so that they can survive the nine-day exam.

But what about now?

It seems that it has only been less than four months since the two of them separated completely, and the gentle little scholar in memory has now become a shrinking little frozen cat, with a timid look in his eyes.

It's just like this, and there is no one to ask for a doctor.Wang's childbirth was still in a coma, the little girl Yuan Chun was shocked, and there was a concubine with her belly upright and arrogant. Under such circumstances, Jia Zheng still had the face to cry and howl like a ghost.

Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, and told the left and right: "Go and arrest Jia Zheng for me, go and invite me..."

Tongue knotted, Jia She said: "Go and invite a doctor, one for Zhu'er to look at, and then go to my yard to get the secret medicine from a certain temple. Then go and invite a gynecologist to return it to Zhu'er's mother." Have a look at Yuanchun."

After finishing the order, Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Zhu who opened her mouth to speak, but gasped from the pain in her cheek, her eyes flickered, and she sighed: "Don't open your mouth to speak either. I know how you feel when you are beaten, Lao Tzu I have also been whipped, and my cheeks hurt like a knife."

Hearing this, Jia Zhu's expression trembled, and he glanced timidly at Jia She.He also heard about Jia Amnesty being beaten by his uncle Bao Linghou in the academy.Almost all the classmates sympathized with Jia She, but there were also very few who felt that Jia She was too mean, ungrateful and ruthless. As an elder, Bao Linghou learned a lesson or two as a matter of course.

At that time, although he didn't express his opinion, he felt that his uncle was cruel and heartless.If it wasn't for the uncle's ruthlessness, how could their house be kicked out of Rongguo Mansion.Moreover, the uncle did not keep the glory of the Jia family, even the ancestral house was taken back.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhu looked at Jia Amnesty again with guarded and scrutinizing eyes.

"It doesn't matter what you think about me, what you think of me in the future, the important thing is that you remember!" Jia She ignored Jia Zhen's expression, and said in a decibel-high voice, "From now on , you live like a man, be the master of the house, and stand up for the family! Your mother, your sister will depend on you from now on!"

After a pause, Jia She continued: "You are a scholar. I think your talent for reading is better than Jia Zheng. You should understand what it means to be born with jade, right? You should understand what jade is a symbol of?"

After the words fell, Jia Zhu, who was originally thin, trembled, and the two men in black who suddenly appeared this afternoon appeared in his mind, and his home was surrounded.

Although there was no obvious dispatch of troops to handle it, one could feel the chilling air hidden in the air.Of course, the most obvious evidence is that the midwife and others couldn't get out, and his father wanted to go out after seeing his younger brother being taken away, but was simply and rudely "dragged" back home.

Originally ignorant and puzzled, with a rhetorical question, Jia Zhu suddenly realized in a trance.

"Zhou Li Dianrui" said: "Use jade to make six auspiciousness, to wait for the state. The king holds Zhengui, the public holds Huangui, the Hou holds Xingui, the uncle holds Gonggui, the son holds Gubi, and the male holds Pubi.

The country name of this dynasty is Zhou, and the Zhou culture is also admired.

Jade symbolizes the country and imperial power.

When these words came to mind, Jia Zhu was stiff all over, feeling a chill coming out of the soles of his feet.The originally bruised face turned white in an instant, and his eyes looked at Jia She with fear.

Seeing this, Jia Amnesty didn't care too much.He originally wanted to quietly kill Jia Zheng.But in this way, he has to worry that if Jia Zhu is successful in the future, he might miss his father, so what should he do if he investigates the cause of his father's death?And in his impression, that eldest niece Yuan Chun is also a ruthless person and promising.So, he racked his brains and thought again and again, and he simply let Jia Zheng die suddenly in front of Jia Zhu and others.

The reasons are all there.

In the previous life, Xu Shi was a step ahead, Jia Baoyu was born to carry the jade as everyone knew, Emperor Taixing didn't want to touch Jia Baoyu.He now knows that Emperor Taixing doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but the emperor and his elders will never allow themselves to be "hijacked".Therefore, he probably had a peek at why Jia Zheng had been a member of the Ministry of Industry for nearly ten years.

Just imagine that a mere member of the Ministry of Industry, Wailang, is capable of finding an official for Jia Yucun, but Jia Zheng holds the real power of the patriarch of the Rongguo Mansion and his brother-in-law, who is the governor of the capital, but why he has been sitting on the bench for more than ten years?It was because Emperor Taixing got old year by year and lost control over the court, that Jia Zheng was promoted a little by relying on his concubine's daughter.

Therefore, I have to say that Jia Zheng's previous outspokenness - life is so hard, is a complete fallacy!

There is no one better off than Jia Zheng in the whole world.

Not to mention what happened in the previous life, in this life, as an enemy, Jia She divided the family according to the rules, kept his father's last wish, and didn't even add insult to injury!In this life, his father, Jia Daishanrao, had heard about "Huangliang Yimeng", and he still did not give up his will to ask for officials, divide the family and analyze the property, and protect Jia Zheng's official and wealth.

But he himself smashed a good deck of cards.

If you don't rely on three years of filial piety to study for the exam, you will be desperate to jump up and down from the dragon.

Who can blame this?

Jia She snorted coldly, and looked at Jia Zheng who was brought in by the guards.Seeing the man's mouth gagged by the veil whimpering, his complexion bursting with veins, Jia Amnesty looked back at Jia Zhu, and then glanced at the screen.

Behind the screen are Wang Shi and Yuan Chun who were invited by him.

He, an old man, would never consider such a thing as a woman not being able to see the wind before she is confinement, and besides, there is a deep blood feud between them.He was able to save Wang's life, so he was very polite and sensible not to add insult to injury.

Jia She touched the "Quotations from She Qingtian" hidden in his chest.He, Jia She, still wants to be an upright and broad-minded person, and he can't be obsessed with the past.

After settling his mind, Jia She's voice was icy cold: "Mr. Wang, Yuan Chun, you have heard what I said before. Now, you remember and hear clearly, why did Jia Zheng die!"

After finishing speaking, Jia Amnesty motioned the servants to bring the evidence to the front one by one, and said: "I thought the child had a strange appearance, and he was so stupid that he went to find the fifth prince's staff; Jumping up and down, thinking that he is very capable, to give charcoal in a timely manner? As an uncle, he actually ordered his servants to use smallpox scabs to harm his own nephew!"

Following Jia Amnesty's list of items, Jia Zheng looked at Li Aide and Lai Shangrong who were quietly escorted into the lobby by the guards, his complexion became more and more red, and he tried his best to break free from the shackles.But those who came with Jia's amnesty were all retired from the army. Naturally, Jia Zheng's "studying without the strength to restrain a chicken" would not allow him to be sorry for his years of military service.

Skipping Jia Zheng's dying struggle, many things suddenly happened inside the screen. Mrs. Wang, who had experienced the cruelty of the world, was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a faint relief.

Jia Zheng died well, if Jia Amnesty did not act, she would have to find a way to kill Jia Zheng.Keeping Jia Zheng, she will be angry everywhere, and she will be worried all day long.After Jia Zheng died, her son Jia Zhu was the head of the Jia family.Even if she is an old lady in the backyard, she is at least better than seeing Aunt Zhao showing off her might.

After resenting and hating Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang knew that her own interests could be protected, and she was a mother after all. Immediately, she remembered the child she had only met once, her voice choked up, and she said, "I... I know that I gave birth to an evil person in the world, but there is no mother in this world who hates the child. After all, I was born in October, and I hope..."

Because she was so angry that she had to wait a day and night to give birth, Mrs. Wang continued to speak, and she became weak and couldn't breathe.Relying on the side, Yuan Chun saw this and gave him a hand, and then fed him some ginseng soup.

After moistening her throat, Mrs. Wang held Yuan Chun's arm tightly, like a drowning child grabbing a life-saving straw, and continued: "I hope uncle will take pity on me, I...I just want to know how that child is doing."

After Jia Amnesty's question, she knew that her child was carrying jade, even though she had never read the book, and the royal family knew about it, so there would be no good end.

She knew that she had to consider the pair of children in front of her and regard the child as stillborn.

But after all...

Mrs. Wang burst into tears: "I still hope that uncle will be kind, I... I just want to ask for understanding, so I can give up."

"Uncle," hearing Mrs. Wang's begging, Jia Zhu sighed inwardly when she thought of holding her thin brother in her arms, knelt down and kowtowed to Jia She, tried her best to speak, and said repeatedly: "How about you?" I hope uncle will take pity on you."

"I have pity on you, who will take pity on me? Who will take pity on the Jia family?" Jia Amnesty asked unceremoniously, "Did you see this official's swishing official robe? I was directly invited back to the mansion by Dai Neixiang. I was worried until now, and the emperor passed on the decree!"

He waited and waited anxiously, even though Huo Jue and Situ Jin were making jokes, but in fact, all four of them were very nervous.But after waiting and looking forward to it, I hope that Emperor Taixing will just say that.

I only know that Jia Baoyu is also lucky, still alive, and became a monk.No matter what happens in Guoqing Temple, my life is safe.But if Wang, who loves Baoyu like a phoenix egg, finds out, it will actually kill Baoyu.

So this matter must not be said!

I have to bury it in my heart together with his little secret of Huangliang Yimeng.

"If the emperor hadn't thought that his father had saved his life, even the Ningguo Mansion might have been defeated now!" Jia Amnesty sneered angrily, "Don't think about it. Mrs. Wang, you only have one pair." Children, do you understand? Otherwise, you and the second child will die together!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang trembled with fright, her eyes were blurred with tears, but she didn't dare to say anything, but her hands tightened her grip on Yuan Chun.

Yuan Chun frowned in pain, but now he didn't have any extra thoughts to take care of it.She was confused and confused at the moment.How can this gap be acceptable from the dignified princess, the eldest grandson, who fell into the quagmire all of a sudden?

Jia She said cracklingly: "My lord, I will tell you clearly tonight. From now on, be an honest person. Give me the law as a bedside reading material. I read it and memorize it every day! The property of the second room is enough for your mother." Three flowers, three lifetimes and more."

Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, gasped for breath, and continued: "When Jia Zhu is in filial piety, the master will invite a wife, and Yuan Chun will also invite a nanny to teach him. If you dare to commit a crime, Mrs. Wang, you will lend money and do something cruel and murderous." The matter, and you two little ones, as long as your intentions are not correct, thinking about doing meritorious service in the dragon, thinking about nepotism, the whole family will die together!"

Mrs. Wang, Jia Zhu, Yuanchun, mother and son heard the words and their minds went blank.

"Your three lives have been spared. If you don't know how to be grateful, the whole family will die together!" Jia She emphasized it again with a blank face, and then squinted at Jia Zheng, neither sad nor happy, and told the left and right Said: "Give him a happy time!"

Jia Zheng struggled hard after hearing the words.

But still nothing, he only felt the strength in his body go away bit by bit, all he wanted to curse, growl, question, and even...

Jia Zheng's eyes flickered, he wanted to intercede, he wanted to repent, he thought...he had no chance to regret.

Watching Jia Zheng's strength gradually disappear from the struggle to the naked eye, Mrs. Wang and Yuan Chun couldn't see clearly through the screen, but they could hear that their movements and sounds gradually disappeared.But outside the screen, in the lobby, Jia Zhu could see it clearly.

Watching his father die in front of him.

Don't rest your eyes!

Jia Zhu watched silently.

Here, Jia Amnesty remained silent for a while, not bothering to recall the past grievances and entanglements between him and the Jia Zheng brothers. He lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground, bewildered and like a ghost. Jia Zhu frowned and pondered for a while. He opened his mouth and said, "Jia Zhu, say it again, you have to act like a man, don't rely on your mother for everything with your father, but rely on your wife."

"Many... Pearl, thank you for your uncle's teaching." Mrs. Wang was the first to recover and wanted to get out of bed, but her stomach hurt so badly that she stopped her pace.

If it weren't for her current conditions, she would definitely kneel down and beg for Jia's pardon.

Women may sometimes be more sensible.

The Wang family had already ransacked and wiped out all their families, and the only ones who survived were her and her younger sister who married into the Zhen family in Jinling.The Zhen family is just a merchant.If the emperor doesn't pursue the matter, if he doesn't cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, then what the mother and son can rely on right now is Jia She's sympathy.In other words, it was a gamble that Jia She had to help them a little bit for the sake of fame.

Aside from that, if Jia Amnesty could come forward in Yuanchun's marriage, then naturally the families would be different!

Mrs. Wang hastily pulled Yuan Chun's hand again, and said, "Yuan Chun, thank you for your uncle's instruction."

Finally Madam Wang let go of her hand, Yuan Chun didn't care about the pain, seeing the eagerness in his mother's eyes, Yuan Chun's tears glistened.She was brought up by her nanny since she was a child, especially since her grandfather left, her grandmother invited her a nurturing nanny from the palace, and she knew exactly why the picture was.

She was born on the first day of the first lunar month, and was destined by a wealthy lady.

But now...

Yuan Chun sniffed, knelt down and gave a blessing, trying to make himself sincere: "Thank you for the teaching, uncle. I will definitely study hard, and I won't take a wrong step."

Hearing Yuan Chun's words, Jia Amnesty didn't react at all, let alone Jia Zhu's reaction, and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow I will send a housekeeper to assist you in handling the funeral."

"Many... Thank you, uncle." Jia Zhu also came back to his senses at this moment, bowed his head and said seriously.

"You take care of yourself!" After Jia She finished speaking, he turned and left without looking at the expressions of the mother and son.

When Jia She's back disappeared, Mrs. Wang looked at the guards staying in the mansion, held her breath, and instead of crying bitterly with her children in her arms, she opened her mouth so that her voice could pass through the screen and be heard by the guards.

Mrs. Wang apologized and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard, Zhu'er, you are lucky to give birth to a few, Yuanchun, you go to the kitchen to make some supper, and then..."

Mrs. Wang had a murderous intention in her heart, of course she wanted to kill that little bitch, Aunt Zhao.But not to mention the majestic and murderous guards, she was afraid that there would be the emperor's spies.

What if she commits the killing ring again and really hurts her last pair of reliance?

She has to bear it now!

Waiting for the children to grow up, her good days will come!

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When Jia Amnesty returned to Jia's house, he thought he would be able to dream that his father was beating his unloving son with a whip, but unexpectedly he fell asleep in a daze all night, and nothing happened.

So, Jia Amnesty stretched his waist, and went to touch his head as usual.

These days, although I hate actors, people live in this world and always have to put on a masquerade.

In the yamen, Jia Amnesty first sorted out the daily government affairs as usual, patrolled the streets, and then looked at the boy who came in a hurry, complained with a weeping face, appropriately showing a complicated expression, asked for leave in a hurry, and left.

Well, if the boss is not here, you have to follow the procedure, otherwise you will have to deduct money again!

When Cui Yu hurried back to the yamen and asked about Jia She's figure, he was silent for a long while!What kind of relationship did he have with Jia She, every time they parted, Jia She always figured out something.

This time, although it wasn't his own, it was his only younger brother who died of alcoholism - because his wife, Mrs. Wang, had given birth to a stillbirth early, Jia Zheng drank a few more glasses of wine and died.

Cui Yu had no doubts about this.

After all, in a sense, Jia Zheng's house has indeed been in decline recently.Jia Zheng was in a bad mood, and it was reasonable for him to drink and die.

Of course, the more important thing is that Cui Yu didn't have any extra thoughts on Jia Zheng, who was a complete stranger to him. After caring about Jia Amnesty face to face, he devoted himself to drought prevention and locust fighting. Corn is being promoted.

After Jia Amnesty came forward to handle Jia Zheng's funeral, he also got busy with Cui Yu.As an older brother, he doesn't need to be filial for his younger brother, let alone Ding You.It's just that if you are concerned about your reputation, don't have fun for a hundred days.

Unknowingly, the rice fields are golden and a bumper harvest is in sight.

On this day, it was rare for Jia She to have fun with the people, saying that he would end up cutting two handfuls of rice.Unexpectedly, as soon as he rolled up his trouser legs, he heard Yan Butou coming in a hurry: "Master Jia, Master Cui, it's not good..."

"Old Yan, can the sky fall?" Jia She, who was rarely panicked, joked.

"Almost," Yan Butou kicked his breath: "Then Master Song and Dali Temple are on the shoulders."

"That's amazing, my master!" Jia She's face was instantly distorted into a steamed bun, full of wrinkles.Why didn't he just call Huang Baba directly?

Song Xueci, hehe!

Cui Yu also put down his sickle when he heard this, and came over to ask for details.Although Master Song likes to solve crimes, he also knows the rules, so why would he compete with Dali Temple?

Rob case?

Or did he find out some unsolved case related to Dali Temple?

"Grab..." Yan Butou took a breath and said, "Master Jia, something happened to Ning's mansion. Uncle Zhen sent someone to ask Master Cui to investigate the case in private, but you two came out to inspect the case." Well, I invited Master Song to come to the house. After investigating the case, Master Song suggested that Uncle Zhen should report to Dali Temple."

"Wait..." Jia She frowned, "What happened to the Ning Mansion?"

"Uncle Zhen saw that the weather was fine, so he took out the books in the mansion to dry, and found a robbery hole and a corpse. According to his inspection, he should have been dead for eight or nine months."

Hearing this, Jia She jumped three feet high: "No wonder the smell was so bad when I entered the old warehouse. I thought it was mold."

The corners of Cui Yu's mouth twitched. Seeing Jia Amnesty's worried look, he apologized to the old farmers on the left and right, and took them directly to Ningguo Mansion.

As soon as she entered Ningguo Mansion, Jia Zhen looked like a pitiful little girl who was being bullied. She held Jia Amnesty's hand, still in shock, "Uncle, I... the old warehouse... actually has a dead body."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, things will be investigated clearly."

"No!" Jia Zhen took a deep breath and said, "Another fainted one!"

"What fainted?"

"The old man in Dali Temple!" Jia Zhen seemed to have found the backbone when she saw Jia She, she was out of breath and said slowly: "Didn't you say that the books in the old treasury were moldy? Besides, it's almost the end of the year, and the steward has lost his job again." I have continued to go to Beijing one after another. This year I have Qiang'er, the God of Wealth, and I was detained in a Taoist temple. I didn't spend much money, so I thought about what to do if the warehouse can't fit? Free up the old library to put money. Those boxes The things in it are neat and tidy, and you can take what you like, so as not to take up space. Anyway, I asked the staff of Yu for reference. Anyway, I don’t know anything about calligraphy and painting, so I entrusted all the things to him. Unexpectedly, the staff of Yu was alone. He vomited blood three times within hours, saying that I was reckless."

Upon hearing this, Jia Amnesty became anxious: "Mr. Yu will not suffer!"

"Uncle, you didn't see his eyes, they are so bright!" Jia Zhen led the people to the warehouse, and said, "I know he is your heart...cough cough, respected sir, he is also served with delicious food and drink. But...but he is a man of culture, seeing his heart is getting better, he can't wait to bury his head in the box."

"This bundle," Jia Zhen sighed, "maybe something went wrong. After all the boxes in the library were removed, there was a hole under one of the boxes, and the mice made a nest. No, the books in that box were all destroyed. The staff members vomited, vomited and vomited until they vomited blood."

"I originally sent someone to Shuntian Mansion to invite you and Master Cui, but it turned out that Master Song came." Jia Zhen frowned: "He suggested that I report to Dali Temple. Dali Temple sent people to come. The bookcase was discarded, and it just fell over with a plop."

"What kind of treasure is hidden in that box of yours?" Jia She was surprised.How many households have been raided by the officials of Dali Temple? You can't be so ignorant, right?

Jia Zhen was aggrieved: "I don't know either! I'm asking the housekeeper to go through the account book! My great-grandmother bought it, saying it was a box of family heirlooms."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Although Jia Amnesty didn't know much about it, when he heard that it was his grandmother who tidied it up and that it was a family heirloom, he felt a pain in his heart instantly.This prodigal toy bear child.

Calligraphy and painting ancient books are worthless in troubled times, but now the world is peaceful, and literati love to collect them in prosperous times.

His eldest grandmother is a rare person with wise and long-term vision. Unexpectedly...

Jia Amnesty looked at his eldest nephew who was piling up money to make room, and felt a puff of breath in his chest.There used to be a rule in the Liangjia of Rongning, which was established by the old ladies who opened the mansion. No matter what happens in the future, 5000 taels of income need to be exchanged into gold bars every year and kept in hiding.It is said that the elderly are afraid in troubled times.Bank notes are basically waste paper, and the only thing that can store value is gold.

As the Patriarch of the Ning Mansion and the head of the Jia family, Jia Zhen has always implemented this well.The treasury is piled with gold.

Just as Jia Amnesty was thinking, he received a meaningful look and a joke: "The Ning Mansion is really low-key."

"Bian Shaoqing was joking." Seeing the person walking out in a daze, Jia She nodded and saluted, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother Mr. Bian."

"Lord Jia, this is what Dali Temple should do." Rao's alias was Song Xueci, and he was just a junior teacher, but the Eighth Prince felt from the bottom of his heart that he would return to Dali Temple one day.He prefers Dali Temple's style of solving crimes compared to other government offices.

Vicious and domineering, fearless and fearless, it fits his identity and temperament-even his own family wants to investigate the case!

Bian Shaoqing looked at the little master who was talking, and felt that if he hadn't cultivated himself well, he would have directly pasted the corpse on his face.

In this case, the storehouse of the stately mansion was touched by Captain Mo Jin, and the Jia family's face was slapped on the emperor, not to mention.

This is the Imperial Palace!

To extend it again, maybe the palace will conduct a large-scale investigation.

This investigation is not a case, but politics!

There is also the abundance of books in the Ning Mansion, which is completely terrifying!

As for Bian Shaoqing's lawsuit with the eighth prince, he, Jia Amnesty, can ignore it, but right now, where does Song Xueci have the right to say such a thing!

Jia Amnesty took a look at Song Xueci, who had a confident expression on his face, and felt that he had to find a chance to enter the palace and tear down the pseudonym.The temple here is so small that he can't accept this big Buddha at all.

"Don't worry about Bian Shaoqing, Master Song's head is a bit straighter." A scholar with no rank, who dares to hate a third-rank official, is he going to die?And it's still his, so it seems that Jia She is very rude.

Jia She glared at Song Xueci, and then apologized to Bian Shaoqing with a smile: "Although there is a specialization in art, but no matter what, I will serve the country and the emperor."

"Lord Jia, you're being polite." Bian Shaoqing smiled slightly, looking back at Song Xueci.Although the Song Xueci in front of him is plain-looking, he can't be found among the shameful people.But this man was full of anger, which for no reason reminded him of the Eighth Prince, the fierce beast in Dali Temple.

Now, from the ministers of the temple to the women sweeping the floor, they are all worshiping the patriarch of the law, the Great God of Xiezhi, and begging the gods to bless the eighth prince, so that he will never be assigned to Dali Temple again after he comes out.

Although the Eighth Prince does not participate in the matter of cooperating to seize the heir apparent, he is desperate to solve the case!

This is more terrifying than fighting for one's life!

Song Xueci lowered his head, with a posture of letting others look at him, and silently snorted, waiting for him to succeed in adoptively mastering Dali Temple...

Looking back at the thoughtful group of people, Cui Yu was concerned about his case and glanced at the corpses that had been cleaned up.The corpse was already highly decomposed and smelly, and a few bones were faintly exposed.And there are traces of rats gnawing on it.

Now there are already Dali Temple Yamen servants and Jia family guards following the dug robbery hole to clean up the route underneath.

The Ministry of Industry also sent people to send the blueprints for the reconstruction of the Duke's mansion at that time.The Rongning family was busy occupying land outside the city, so the real dignitaries in the east city, and the mansions near the imperial city were all occupied by other families.The two brothers relied on their thick skins to sell miserably.The Tai and Grandpas considered all parties and directly asked the Ministry of Industry to build the two mansions.Of course, it was also rebuilt and expanded in the mansion of a certain former dignitary.Comparatively speaking, this mansion belongs to the outer circle of Dongcheng, so the whole street is named after Ning Rong.

Of course, it doesn't matter which royal residence is built.Although the Ministry of Industry has built it, the Ministry of Rites has also reviewed it.But some important places, such as the study and warehouse, were built by the head of the family themselves.

However, things like the Jia family are more "authentic". Although they built it by themselves, the selection of materials for the construction drawings has been reported.

So it got worse.

After inspecting the "rules of excavation" by the officials of the Dali Temple and the craftsmen who professionally built the imperial mausoleum, the robbery hole was drilled to a very high standard, obviously because they had seen the foundation drawings.

And ignoring the treasury next to it, with such a clear goal of stealing treasure from the treasury, there must be some thieves in the Jia family.

Jia Zhen was completely dumbfounded by this: "Is it because of a few broken books and paintings?"

People in the room: "..."

Staff member Yu was the first to criticize unceremoniously: "The only picture scroll in this box that can be repaired is the only credible handed down authentic "Spring Outing" by Zhan Ziqian in the legend!"

"What..." Jia Zhen stopped speaking abruptly, rubbing her waist pinched by his dignified uncle.

Although Jia Amnesty didn't know what it was, he felt that he had a brain and could understand the pained expressions of the people around him.

"The legendary "Sketch of Rare Birds from Life" that has been lost! Bitten in two, it can't be repaired!"

"Yuan Huang Gong Wang Jiufeng Snow Snow Map!"

"The lost "Style Architectural Map File" from the previous dynasty is a must for the construction of palace buildings! It is said that there is also the original map of the palace in it."

"Ming rubbings of "Zhang Qianbei"!"

"........."

Cui Yu looked at the silly Jia family's uncle and nephew, and put it in a more pertinent way: "If each piece is genuine, it is priceless... No, it is worth a thousand gold, at least ten thousand taels of silver. This description is appropriate. ?"

Jia Amnesty: "..."

When Jia Zhen heard the words, she immediately felt pain: "It means that I was ruined by a nest of mice."

Jia Zhen was completely stunned, and Dali Temple, the yamen that was the most important place to solve the case, also followed suit.There is no clue to investigate this matter, so we can only investigate the tomb robber first.

While Bian Shaoqing was investigating, he was also taken aback, what exactly was the mastermind behind the scenes trying to get in this library?

Everyone in the Jia family is also thinking deeply about this question.

If it's for collecting orphans, then it shouldn't be.The other founding heroes also have a lot of good things in their hands.After all, the lottery is drawn, and no one can say the word luck.

The Ning Mansion looks more numerous, and that's because the old lady Kaifu has a far-sighted vision.Moreover, Jia Zhen's grandmother is also a descendant of Wu Xun. When Wu Xun heard that his in-laws loved calligraphy and painting, he packed a box of his previous income and sent it over as a dowry.

The rest belonged to Jia Zhen's mother Wen's family.

Therefore, in terms of value alone, the value of the destroyed box is actually not that great.Even if you say this outside, you will be beaten.

Jia She held his head weakly, and concluded sincerely: "So it should not be an antique collector."

Jia Zhen was so annoyed that she wanted to roll her eyes: "Forget about the treasury. Anyway, I ran into the emperor earlier, and I paid off all the debts. Now the Ritual Department of the Imperial Academy is handing out invitations every day. What a joke. I am tired of dealing with scholars."

Jia Jing also felt annoyed, and said directly: "Keep a few copies as a souvenir, then write a note and submit it to the emperor, and I will promote you to a title."

"It's all money!" Jia Zhen was both moved and pained when she heard this: "I...my title is almost done, so I should keep it for future money. Maybe Rong'er and the others will be good at this article in the future, Keep them here."

Jia Jing frowned: "That's up to you. Anyway, don't bother me."

Jia Zhen: "..."

"Jia Jing, your attitude makes people want to hit you, and my father wants to hit you too! For sure." Although it was an internal discussion within the Jia family, Situ Yu still watched the discussion strongly on the grounds that "Jia Jing is a companion" Hearing the words, he couldn't help saying: "Father's hands were shaking when he saw those dozens of boxes of catalogues. If those manuscripts are spread, how many scholars will go crazy about it."

"So what, Pindao is happy to be ashes!" Jia Jing said expressionlessly.

At that time, he also thought about building a library for the viewing of scholars all over the world, but hehe.He was not happy with so many people wearing small shoes for him in the Imperial Academy.

"That's right, make ashes!" Jia Zhen echoed emphatically.

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty rubbed his head irritably: "The point of the question is, is this dusty and moldy? The point is who entered the warehouse and what is it going to steal?!"

This has never happened in my previous life.

Of course, maybe he didn't know what happened in the previous life.After all, according to Jia Zhen's temperament, she usually wouldn't open the door of the library.Moreover, apart from the bastards in the generation that opened the mansion, the Ningguo mansion was all single seedlings for the next three generations, and almost no married aunts were married, so they would not open the old library.Of course, Xichun doesn't count, Jia's family was raided before she reached the age of marriage.As for marrying a daughter-in-law, "family heirlooms" will not be used as dowry gifts.

Jia Jing was lazy, indifferent: "Anyway, it's not you who are investigating the case in Shuntian Mansion, why are you so anxious to judge?"

Jia Xiaotong awarded the amount of support.He is really the emperor not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!

Emperor Taixing in Qianqing Palace was not only very anxious and angry about the theft of Ningguo Mansion.

"Yu Aiqing, are you sure you lost the lost "Style Architectural Drawings"?" Emperor Taixing looked at his kneeling confidants, and gritted his teeth without getting angry, and asked: "Is this the most important final draft of the palace lost? "

"If you go back to the emperor, old minister..." Yu Siqing also didn't know how to express her complicated feelings, and finally turned thousands of words into the most ordinary words: "Mr.