Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Jia Amnesty is casual about Cui Yu's plan to "lure the enemy", but he has a request.

"I can't compete with the hidden evil elements. Anyway, I know one thing—" Jia She's complexion was rare, and he whispered in a voice that could be heard by two people: "There is a future only if you live."

Cui Yu silently glanced at Jia Amnesty.Sunlight penetrated through the thin paper windows, casting a faint halo on the dark and narrow toilet room.Under this halo, Jia Amnesty rarely showed a sense of stability that he had never had before.

"Although I like to read story books, but in the story of the legend of Qingtian, so what if the Qingtians avenge the dead?" Jia She analyzed logically: "People are already dead. Death means death. To put it bluntly The simplest thing is that my father is dead, even if there are still a few in the Northwest Army who are thinking of him, at most remind me that the shadow is limited."

"Only when a person is alive can he display his abilities. If you sacrificed your life heroically because of this, at most..." Jia She looked at Cui Yu and said, "I will give your family thousands of dollars based on the past love. Qian Yinzi, if someone finds an academy, I won’t bother about it.”

—Let’s not talk about Cui Yu’s already obvious identity, just Cui Yu’s plan: let him go to the imperial envoy, and he will be a lonely hero. Even if he is a coward, Jia Enhou cannot agree.

Consciously talking about this point, he used Cui Yu's only lifeblood to "warn" Cui Yu before he thought twice. As soon as Jia She's spirit relaxed, he raised his hand and twisted his nose in discomfort, and said jokingly: "Need Don't you need me to whistle and shush for you? Don't let us go?"

"...you go."

Seeing Jia She's trying to bear it, Cui Yu frowned, and he knew the reason.Even though they live and sleep in the open air, Jia Amnesty is a little bit particular and brings it with him.Among the eight servants that Jia Amnesty always accompanied, they were Jia Daishan's personal guards who were excellent in martial arts with swords, spears, swords and halberds.So, on the first day they slept in the open, he saw Jia She's toilet inlaid with gold and jade.

"I'll go to the bathroom first."

"A person is still unconscious, what if he falls down in such a big tank?"

Cui Yu said in a deep voice, "No."

"Then..." Seeing that Cui Yu's face became solemn, showing a stubbornness, it was very similar to his family who felt that he had grown up when he was seven years old, and he strictly demanded himself with adult standards everywhere-he was not playing, He was just the son of a good uncle playing with his nephew, Jia She felt helpless about it, and sighed deeply: "Then I'll wait for you outside."

When Cui Yu saw Jia Amnesty leaving, he quickly settled the two bowls of medicine these days, with an incomparably dignified expression on his face.In his life, he has never spilled the gold-rich urine.

But it's ridiculous to think about it. If he doesn't think about these things in his head, what else can Cui Yu think about at this moment?

Cui Yu looked at the last drop of his urine, raised his hand extravagantly took a piece of silk cloth and wiped his little brother, closed his eyes, opened them after a while, washed his hands, got up and went out.

He tried his best to search in his mind over and over again, the scene that seemed to be vividly remembered yesterday, the little things that he had accumulated over the years, the eyes full of affection and dodge before he died, all of a sudden nailed him to the wooden shelf superior.

After walking out of the dark and cramped toilet room even though it had been remodeled with a lot of money, Cui Yu looked at Jia She, who was standing in the sun, raised his eyes and smiled: "Let's go."

"En." Jia She stepped forward to support the man again, and said, "Now you need to rest for a few more days to take care of your body, you know? The worship mentioned earlier, anyway, when you recover from illness, I will make arrangements. Let me tell you, don't think about fighting alone secretly, I..."

Hearing the chatter in his ear, Cui Yu agreed with a smile again, and for the next three days, he followed the doctor's advice, obediently drank medicine to recuperate, and by the way, stared at the little god chicken who was getting more and more airy.

After a rare sick leave, Cui Yu took Jia Amnesty and his party to worship in Ding Village, a large household.

Although there are some rumors in the village now, since Cui Yu has been trying his best to give back to his neighbors since he became famous, most of the villagers think that their Ding family has good feng shui, which is why they got such a golden egg.

After going to the grave, Uncle Ding carefully led Cui Yu, Jia She and his party into the village's ancestral hall, and opened the Cui family's household registration album.

"Because of the relationship between the false age and the full age, the birthday is in the year of the report..." Uncle Ding stammered in the explanation: "As for the child, it is actually a common thing. Let alone more than twenty years, it is now that you can marry It's not easy to get a daughter-in-law. Even if you are a widow with children, or a fellow in a big hometown, your father treats people kindly, so he rarely mentions it in front of you. As the saying goes, Dao would rather destroy a temple than tear down a family , and then you are promising again, so..."

In a small village like theirs, there is a gentleman who is a scholar, and the whole village has face, not to mention that Cui Yu became a gentleman at a young age, and he became a third-rank official in the capital in less than ten years. master.

Cui Yu's ability made their whole village and even the whole county proud.

Even if they have short-sightedness, they enjoy the real immediate benefits. For example, the daughters in the village are of high family status and can marry in rich villages. Therefore, when Cui Yu returned to his hometown in high school, Cui Yu's father and They had agreed not to mention Cui Yu's background, and whoever "destroyed" the Golden Phoenix in their village would be expelled from the clan.

"Uncle Ding, then I..."

Seeing Cui Yu's words hesitate, Jia She looked at Cui Yu with timidity. There was no emotional change on his face for people to spy on, but those black and white eyes were fuller than him staying up late to investigate cases. It's embarrassing, even a little distressing.

Emperor Taixing made up a bad story, but it happened to harm the friendship of Cui Yu and his adoptive parents.

Therefore, Jia Amnesty wanted to change the subject, but was a step too late.

Here, Cui Yu twirled the tip of his tongue again and again, looking towards the end of the village, with some light shining in his eyes, and finally said in a deep voice: "Then how did my mother appear in front of people, is there any other inside story?"

Even though the spies had already checked it out, the spies didn't have much time to confirm it due to the short time.From the capital to Anquan, what kind of twists and turns have happened along the way?Everything can be covered up, but it's not good to be able to cover up a little bit of his mother's body.

After the voice fell, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall was strangely silent for a while.

Uncle Ding rubbed his hands on the album for a while, then glanced at Jia She, and finally looked at Cui Yu, and said, "I... I asked the villagers, and the first time I saw your mother was Ding San Aunt. According to Third Uncle Ding, my aunt...had taken care of your mother from your father's small hunting house in the mountains for five or six days."

The atmosphere became a little tense in an instant, and Jia She crossed his fingers together to hide the sweat in his palms.According to what he learned from Emperor Taixing—the version of the fourth prince and his brother, it stands to reason that the empress dowager is not sloppy in handling things. Now that she has arranged people, and since she wants to send them to the northwest, how can it be possible for Chong Niang to take the fourth prince and him? brother in danger?Chongniang is old enough to leave the palace normally, three months before the birth of the prince.

What else happened in this?

Jia Amnesty looked at Cui Yu cautiously, only to see Cui Yu's brows furrowed slightly, and after a long silence, he said slowly, "Uncle Ding, please."

"This is what I should, you..." Uncle Ding looked at Cui Yu hesitantly.

"What about Auntie? Can you ask her old man to ask in detail?" Jia Amnesty looked at the two of them in puzzlement and asked.

Hearing this, Cui Yu smiled bitterly: "Grandma Ding San passed away 13 years ago."

Yes, he is 25 years old now.

Some truths are easily washed away by time.

"Let's go."

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The northwestern region is windy in winter, and the artificial excavation is extremely rugged. Stepping on the path paved with unknown hedgehog-like weeds, Jia She feels as if he is rolling a bed of nails every step he takes.

But every time I feel a little timid and want to retreat, when I see Cui Yu who is shielding him from the strong wind in front of me, all the slander disappears.Even if he didn't take a few steps, the next moment he would start to slander extremely delicately.

But he has to go on this road, otherwise Cui Yu will "lure the enemy" by himself.

To a certain extent, secret agents are still useful to a certain extent. What Uncle Ding said today, they also used some method to verify it six days ago.

Today, Cui Yu asked these questions because he wanted to show the evil spirits behind him, transfer the hidden dangers of the big family Ding, and the dangers of their business to himself.

The method of transfer is simple - a secret document dropped out of a small corner in the hunting room.

Very bloody method.

He really struggled with his "acting skills" honed by watching operas in Liyuan these years.

Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, and was about to rehearse in his mind first how he would let it out through his big, startled mouth, when he saw a hand blocking his way.

Cui Yu took a deep breath: "Let me hold you, don't bow your head when you walk."

For their trip, there are villagers who are familiar with the road in front of them, and there are escorts accompanying them. The road is already very smooth, but Jia She is a person who can sit in a sedan chair at home after all.He didn't think Jia She was too delicate anymore, just like the peonies that were carefully cared for and the wild flowers on the roadside, they were doomed to have different fates from the very beginning.

After Jia Amnesty raised his hand, he felt as if he had touched the sweat in Cui Yu's palm, which was greasy and crooked, which made him feel distressed.

This man who insists on carrying it by himself, holding back bitterness and tears in his stomach, I really don't know if he will change his temperament as it is written in the storybook if he knows the truth in the future?

Well, shouldn't he be blamed as well...

It was not until the small hunting house that Jia Amnesty came back to his senses.He actually walked for nearly two hours in one breath?

Jia She rested his chin, looked at the busy Cui Yu in front of him, and nodded thoughtfully. It seems that Jia She is really an idiot!Brain supplementation alone can take away all the attention.

I wouldn't say that I secretly made up my mind. Maybe his father dragged him to climb mountains like this when he was a child. He might climb ten mountains in one go and hunt a tiger.

Hey……

Maybe it was his brother?

Jia Amnesty glanced at Cui Yu blankly, and his gaze stayed on Cui Yu's seemingly resolute back for a long time, rubbing his hands subconsciously, feeling that he still had some warmth.

Maybe there is this possibility?Otherwise, why did he compare him to his father when they first met?

Cui Yu glanced back at Jia She: "Enhou?"

"Ah?" Jia She was startled, subconsciously looked at Cui Yu, met the man's deep eyes, patted his chest in fear, and hurriedly said: Yes... Cui Yu gave him the same feeling as his father Reliable, reliable!

After regaining his senses, Jia Amnesty hurriedly approached Cui Yu, feeling that he should start acting according to the "playbook".

The thatched hut for the hunters to rest for a short time in the deep mountains is quite small, except for a bed and some hunting tools hanging on the wall, the others are only one foot square, allowing people to turn around.The living conditions in the village are much better now, and no one is a hunter, so they need to sacrifice their lives to earn money.Therefore, this small thatched cottage has not been lived in for many years.

After Cui Yu entered the room, Jia Amnesty couldn't accommodate anyone else.

Not long after, a group of people guarding outside the house exclaimed from inside: "Come in, bring a hoe, oh, come in with a shovel."

"My lord, what happened, you..." The guards of the Jia family all spoke anxiously.

Jia Amnesty was inside the house, feeling that he could occasionally play a female role, his acting skills were superb, and his tone was very arrogant: "It's okay, just pass me the shovel."

Wu Yi hurriedly searched for a shovel to deliver to the house, and through the slightly open door, they could only see Cui Yu bending down to drill under the bed, as if he had discovered something.

Everyone: "..."

"My lord, let the servants come."

"It's okay." Jia Amnesty pinched his nose, looked choked but helpless, and said in a very sad tone: "Who told me to spread these Shangfeng. Hurry up and boil some tea for me outside."

"My lord..." Wu Yi and the others wanted to persuade them again. It wasn't that they were worried about Cui Yu digging a hole, but that their patriarch's help in digging a hole would slow down Master Cui. There are lessons learned from the past, but seeing Jia She's swearing that it cannot be questioned Seeing Cui Yu again, it seemed that their future third master looked gloomy, but he stopped persuading, so he could only open his eyes, and through the small gap, he saw the two of them digging out the soil one by one.

Not long after, Cui Yu took out a small wooden box.

Seeing this, the Jia family and his party immediately tensed up, stood up straight, and used their bodies to form a human wall to block the sight of others looking in.

Inside the house, Jia She felt that the surrounding atmosphere had suddenly frozen into ice.Why did he work so hard to go up the mountain to suffocate the stench under the bed?

Cui Yu glanced at Jia She, lowered his head and continued to open the small box, then coughed dryly, signaling Jia She to continue with the "playbook".

Jia She pinched the tender flesh in his palm angrily, and then the sharp ending sound was slightly changed: "Cui...Cui Yu, your mother...is this really your mother's thing?"

Cui Yu's complexion became more and more difficult to recognize in the gradually dimming sky. After a long time, he said: "Let's go back first, otherwise we will have to stay in the mountains."

"…………Oh."

The group of people outside the house only heard a few words vaguely, and the most alert ones thought it was the privacy of a big family.However, two of Jia Amnesty's four guards looked at the woods not far away, looking at the trees that had almost merged with the sky, they all turned their heads and looked at each other. With a stern look—not from their family, who is the third party?