Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Jia Amnesty looked at the two bright fingers in front of him, raised his head and looked at King Fu for a moment, tried to smile and smiled again, the very courageous son inherited his father's career, and said solemnly: "If you go back to King Fu for a thousand years, the next official knows that this is two!"

Fu Wang is no longer arrogant, but he...he...he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he can't change the Ning family now!

Fortunately, he was very scheming and smart and used the term "descendants of the Jia family" just now!

"Well," hearing the words, Fu Wang nodded heavily in response, then bent over even more, looked at Jia She with confusion in his eyes: "It doesn't look stupid, knowing that this is Er, why are you alone? Yours What about the family members? I remember that you are two brothers, Jia Yuan and Jia Yan! When you two brothers drew lots, you got one Rong and one Ning, Rong and Ning, two brothers!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Wang poked Jia She's forehead with the two fingers he had stretched out earlier.

After all, it was the fault of the Jia family. Jia She deliberately stretched his neck slightly and raised his cheeks to reveal his beautiful forehead. When he delivered it to someone to poke him, he was so emotional that he burst into tears—wow, it hurts so much!Wow, just treat yourself like a kiss in Caiyi!Wow, you people are all smiling and watching the fun? ? ?

From the corner of Jia She's eyes, he sneaked a glance around, and his throat felt hot with anger.Laugh, laugh, laugh!

The smiles on the faces of a group of onlookers were just right, trying not to let themselves laugh out loud.

Cui Yu originally thought that King Fu would only become childish for a while, and it would be difficult to open his mouth to disobey the old man's words and deeds, but he never expected that King Fu flicked Jia She's forehead vigorously like a child who found a novelty toy.Seeing Jia She's originally white forehead turn red in the blink of an eye, Cui Yu's heart ached, and he couldn't help but break the unkind silence of the room: "Fu Wang is a thousand years old..."

Emperor Taixing, who was habitually kowtowing melon seeds to watch the fun, heard that Cui Yu had come forward and wanted to protect Jia Amnesty like a hen guarding his cubs. Forgiveness, my heart is soft again, after all, she is a beautiful child, even if he is poked, it will hurt him.

Clearing his throat, Emperor Taixing opened his mouth, stopped Cui Yu's words, and said directly: "Second brother, this kid will play again later, now let's watch a play while eating, brother, I specially ordered people to arrange a big play."

"But I haven't seen those two bastards from Jia's family yet." Hearing this, King Fu hesitated, took Emperor Taixing's hand, and said aggrievedly: "Marshal Jia is a shameless gangster, so what if I scold him a few times? He also stole the wine I hid, but...but he...has a headache..."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts raised their throats again.This birthday celebration stimulates the heartbeat every moment.

"Second brother!" Emperor Taixing hastily stretched out his hand to support King Fu, and then glanced at the imperial doctor who had been standing by the side. Prince Fu's son was already very familiar with it. He directly tied the silk thread to King Fu's hand by the opportunity of his support, and then turned to Taixing The emperor smiled apologetically.

His father and children are most afraid of seeing a doctor and taking medicine, and they can cry when they make a fuss.Not because he was afraid that the medicine would be too bitter, but because he was afraid that the family would spend too much money on seeing a doctor, so he had to hang a silk thread to check his pulse and show it to him secretly.

Seeing this, Emperor Taixing signaled his eldest nephew to tie him up quickly, coaxed him patiently, diverted King Fu's attention, and said, "Second brother, that handsome Jia knew he was wrong, so ah, he wants to apologize to you, but you also Knowing that the older you get, the thinner your skin will become, and you can't hold it back, so you asked me to prepare a gift for you as a surprise. Let's watch the stage, and he will come out right away."

"Really?" Hearing this, King Fu obediently sat down in his seat, then looked at Emperor Taixing with a witty look on his face: "I'm so smart, don't lie to me with him, you often fought together when you were young, and fought back. Bullying others because of my age and seniority."

"Second brother, come on, the show is about to begin." Emperor Taixing smiled, pointed to the stage, and signaled for the start of his congratulatory gift.Although no one is young yet, his black history is not allowed to be mentioned in front of outsiders.

Being exposed to a nickname is already considered a love affair.After all, this very domineering name—Secretary Officer—was given by his father, and the older generation knew it.

The daimyo who were born later in the second generation, and the older ones in the third generation, are all like this—leading troops to fight to drive out rape, establish a state of security, prosperity and peace, and become officials and ministers.He and Jia Daishan were born at a good time. When they were still wearing crotch pants, they became more particular, and began to call polite and subtle names.

Not to mention other things, Jia Daishan originally took it with his brother Jia to lead the war, called Jia to lead the soldiers, false to lead the soldiers, it sounds very unfair-the Jia family really led the soldiers to fight!

Ever since, Rongning and Ninggong two thought it would not work. When they named Dai Zhan, there were still wars raging. They didn't think about so many things. Now it's hard work. The baby's name should have a better meaning, so he had the audacity to say goodbye to him. The father cried miserably.Rong Ning and his father said miserably that although the two elder brothers didn't like their ancestors, it was really difficult to name this "Jia", so he asked his father to give him one.

His father blew his beard and stared at him on the spot, and blamed the Jia brothers for being unkind, saying that he didn't have much education, or he would follow his son as a high-ranking official and call him Marshal.It's not considered an official given by the emperor Jinkou, anyway, one in front of one Jia, fake commander-in-chief.

Skipping over Emperor Taixing's thoughts, he saw the description of Rong and Ning being "critically attacked" from the "Emperor's Living Notes", which aroused a burst of joy on his face, and Prince Fu also hurriedly transferred him. Dad's attention: "Father, Uncle Six is ​​an emperor, he keeps his promises, look at that stage..."

Seeing everyone's eyes turned to the stage, Jia She, who was freed from the "two-finger flick", rubbed his forehead, looked at Cui Yu who had unknowingly retreated to his side, and looked at the concern and worry in his eyes , Hastily whispered back: "It doesn't hurt."

Cui Yu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and watched Jia Amnesty reach out to stroke his messed up bangs, bent slightly, pointed to his eyes, and whispered: "Take me as a mirror, but as soon as possible."

Jia Amnesty's hands froze in the air, and then looked at the reflection of his own figure in the eyes that were close at hand, "jumped", felt himself blushing, hurriedly put down his hands, and pushed Cui Yu: "Look...look play."

Hearing this, Cui Yu looked at the blushing Jia She, although he felt that a blushing person was still beautiful, but he was puzzled.He also knew that Jia She loves beauty, so he proposed this because he was afraid that someone would take out the mirror.But it seems that Jia Amnesty seems to be a little imaginative?

Hey……

It would be great when I can occasionally spy on Jia She's heart.

But it seems that it is because of Jia She's unfathomable temperament that he keeps his eyes on him more and more.

Cui Yu smiled fondly thinking about it, and looked at the stage smoothly.Because of Emperor Taixing's order, basically the dance and music are mainly about leading troops to fight in war, and there is a storytelling that directly talks about the Tai and Grandfather leading troops to fight in war.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, no matter which dynasty or generation, Wu Xun has always been the emperor's family who holds the most powerful soldiers.

Emperor Taixing has changed the taboos of the previous dynasties, and does not prohibit the people from tabooing about the emperor. All kinds of public opinion are quietly proclaiming the heroic story of Taizu. list) the first is Tai and Grandfather, the fourth is Qiantui the Wise King, and the seventh is Qiantui the King of Fortune.

But this one...

Cui Yu looked at the mellow figure who had turned two somersaults as soon as he appeared on the stage, his eyes widened a little, and he looked sideways at Jia She, only to see Jia She still bowed his head in thought, and hurriedly raised his hand Pulling Rajash's sleeves, he bent down a little, and whispered in his ear: "Don't get excited, don't cry out, cover your mouth, stand in the stands."

Jia She is grieving for Spring and Autumn, he feels strange.He didn't want to think about why he felt his heart beating faster just now, so he thought about the magical skill he had been poked with two fingers by King Fu earlier.Thinking about it this way, Jia She, who had experienced a little richness, became sentimental.He himself has the chance to come back in a daze, but he is powerless to change the natural and cruel fact of life, old age, sickness and death...

Jia Amnesty who heard the call suddenly came back to his senses, his expression was still a little dull, and he only followed Cui Yu's words and looked at the stage.With just one glance, Jia Amnesty widened his eyes, rubbed them vigorously, then looked over, opened his eyes wide and stared intently, then took a deep breath.

That... that, that, and that is his big fat glutinous rice ball Rongsun!

This baby is right in the middle, with a sky-high thong, red from head to toe, like a red kid, so easy to recognize!

And next to him was his son Jia Lian, whom he worked hard to cultivate towards Tanhua Lang, and other familiar young men, and even a dozen grandchildren?

These people are on stage? ? ?

Jia She subconsciously glanced at Emperor Taixing.

Not only Jia She, but other than King Fu, all the people present who recognized the identities of the group of children all shifted their eyes to Emperor Taixing vaguely.

This this……

An actor is a lowly profession!

Quite a number of civil servants were already blushing, covered their faces with brushed sleeves, and dared not look any more.

In the silent atmosphere, only Fu Wang smiled and clapped his hands to match the time. Looking at a group of boxing teenagers on the stage, he shouted: "Good! This is really good!"

Hearing this, Emperor Taixing narrowed his eyes, and puffed out his chest proudly.He also felt that his birthday gift was very thoughtful, very good!Although nowadays there is a concept that opera is a cheap profession, but this is just a group of seven or eight-year-old children celebrating the birthday of their elders. How can they be confused with colorful clothes to entertain relatives? ?

Their Situ family is now a heavenly family, and he is an emperor, so what if he can give the most precious gift in the whole world, which is hard to find?Can power make his second brother wake up at this time?

Therefore, when he heard the ballad before, he had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly ordered people to form a group of young men and present a song "Tian Chao Young Lang".

After a majestic but simple boxing technique, Lang Lang's catchy "Ode to Youth" followed.

This fu was written by his son!

Beautiful!

Emperor Taixing restrained the curved and upturned corners of his mouth, and heard a group of children finally raise their voices and ended: "【Young people are wise, the country is wise, young people are rich, the country is rich, young people are strong, the country is strong】, beautiful, strong, my God , The youth of the court, practice literature and martial arts, be loyal to the emperor and love the country, and serve the country!"

Hearing the voice that was immature but seemed to be able to break through the clouds, Emperor Taixing couldn't help it, his joy was revealed, and he laughed loudly: "Okay!"

other people:"…………"

At the end of the hearing, the civil servants knew that the emperor did not value martial arts over literature, so they breathed a sigh of relief. The honorable generals also felt warm in their hearts, feeling that the emperor remembered their kindness, and all of them were smiling.The clever ones had already knelt down and kowtowed, and shouted three times: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, you have won this pillar of talent."

It's just that some people felt a little bit regretful, if this program was performed at the emperor's birthday banquet, maybe they would boast more.After all, now we still have to consider Fu Wang, the birthday boy, and the emperor's purpose of using this program as a gift.

Emperor Taixing glanced back at the courtiers' eyes, raised his brows, and knew that some people were secretly poking and thinking about something.He also thought that he should save it for his birthday banquet, but why did he follow the historical path of monarch and minister?

Before, he had already fallen into somersaults. The prince and the emperor, weren't they ruined by "certain rules"?

Wouldn't it be silly if you still fall into the same pit now?

So now he is happy and willful, and he can use the ideas he comes up with whenever he wants.

"No, no, it's time to congratulate the people of the world and the people of Limin." With tears in his eyes, King Fu seemed to be a little sober again. He stood up straight with a huff, bowed deeply to Taixing Emperor, and said: "I know that Xiaoliu is a good emperor. This gift is very good, very good. It is given to me, and it is also given to father and others. It is also given to the world. Our current good life is not easy to come by. Well, whether you are a martial artist or not, we must all work together, education must start with the children, we cannot let them forget this suffering, and then be boiled in warm water like a frog..."