The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Jia Zhen also wanted to get acquainted, and was hit by the emperor to calm people down, but how should I say it?This kind of defense, the awareness of protecting oneself has been integrated into the bones during the last ten years, and he can't control his hands at all.

Thought and action can really be separated!

Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation!

Can't control myself!

Bao Mian: "..."

Bao Mian looked back and forth at Jinjin and Jia Zhen, watching the two happily smashing one another, and then happily following each other. The two seem to be very selfless and devoted, which makes him, a bystander, a little bit unbearable. .Ask yourself, he has experienced a lot of ups and downs, and he has seen and heard more strange things when investigating cases, but this scene is really unheard of and unseen.

This scene, regardless of their identities and ages, reminded him of his good apprentice teasing a dog.Throw the ball out, the puppy happily picks it up, throws it again, picks it up again, and enjoys it.

But just because of the age and status of the two of them, he...he couldn't help but swear, this is a fucking evil way!

Compared with Bao Mian, he still has a diffuse mood and thinking, thinking about things when he has nothing to do. As the chief internal officer, Li Tian, ​​he is not well.She just received the news that Minister of Rites asked to see her.Now that Emperor Rakshasa has just arrived, the Ministry of Rites is clear about why he asked for an audience.Therefore, the emperor is very busy and has no time...

Li Tian grabbed Fuchen, feeling timid for a moment.He is "playing" so happily right now, even giving him ten lives is not enough to insert a sentence.

When Li Tian was suffering, Jin Jin stopped his hands and took a slow breath. His hands were sore and he couldn't throw them anymore.However, now, staring at the thick stack of memorials in Jia Zhen's hand, seeing the easy-going appearance of the person, her complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot, she raised her hand to pick up a memorial, and squeezed it.

Things have come to this point, don't fight for steamed buns!

The majesty of the emperor, what is it, if you shrink back at this moment, you will be ashamed!

Jia Zhen, a junior, if it wasn't for his father, Jia's family, and Jia Jing...

Suddenly, the angry Jinjin's eyes lit up, and he said sadly, "Jia Qianjin!"

As soon as these words came out, it was no less than a bolt from the blue, and Jia Zhen immediately recalled the non-stop series of reasons: "Father, you have to know that the name is taken to complement the name. It's like when you were weak. , Grandpa has already made his debut. You are the head of the Jia family and the heir to the title of Ningguo Mansion. You are the only one, a seedling in a thousand acres of land! The Jia family's title and wealth are also tens of millions! Your name, it was originally The great-grandfather said that he begged the Ministry of Rites to take it and combined the characters, what a good name! You also understand the meaning of Jane, unique, cherished, precious! There are so many vulgar and elegant, so! Master’s No one dares to mention it in front of him."

Looking at Jia Zhen, he was stunned, and now he was extremely decisive, and he shot quickly and ruthlessly, holding the memorial, and directly smashed Jia Zhen.Looking at the arrow that seemed to be off the string, it finally hit the bull's-eye with a "click" sound.

Today, he couldn't help feeling refreshed, took a sip of the cold tea in front of him, and took a comfortable sip.This is comfortable!

Jia Zhen, who was originally forced by Lei, listened to the memorial that was thrown on her body, bent down to put down the other memorials, and piled them up tightly.Seeing that they were almost at the height of her thighs, Jia Zhen glanced at the present, and knelt down on the ground: "I beg the emperor to calm down."

"It seems that you still know it." Seeing this, I am more and more satisfied now, "I haven't forgotten my name!"

"Biao... Biaozi? Jia Qianjin?" Bao Mian, who was watching on the sidelines, said it, and kowtowed earnestly to meet the sharp eyes: "I also ask the emperor to forgive me, my humble minister is disrespectful in front of the imperial court."

Mentioning the word "disrespectful", Jinqing cleared his throat and glanced coldly at Jia Zhen, "Jia Qianjin, do you know what's wrong? Repeatedly, the imperial court has been disrespectful."

Jia Jing had bad luck and became a stand-in for his prince brother to debut.In this world of mortals, for example, his father Huang and Jia Daishan did the work for his son.One person draws lots for one word.

This old story was shared with him by his father when the father and son greeted the "Northeast Victory News" together.

Thinking about it, it is also very exciting.

"Huang..." Jia Zhen looked at the smug expression on her face today, and felt her mouth was about to breathe fire.The men from Rongning and Ningfu in the Red Mansion are just Jia Enhou and Jia Cunzhou. For others, this world has its own complementary functions.

Make up for a thunder!

Thanks to Jia Zhen when she was 20 years old, Jia Daishan was alive, and the holy family was in his heart.This brat beats whoever mentions the words. According to Jia Rong, he punches the royal family, kicks his friends, raises several vicious dogs, and makes a fuss. Said Jia Zhen's words.When people walk outside, they are basically called Uncle Zhen.

Unexpectedly!

Seeing Jia Qianjin complaining and wanting to cry... No, Bao Mian shook his head indifferently, shaking off the wild thoughts in his head, and kowtowed and begged: "I hope the emperor will calm down. I have a shameless face. What Master Jia said earlier was actually true. No, the humble minister is also a drag on the family, and I still have apprentices to take care of."

Hearing this, her complexion became more and more relaxed now, but there was still a trace of fire in her eyes, and she looked down at Jia Zhen: "Did you hear that? Don't give examples randomly! Bao Qing, it's none of your business, get up."

While talking, he took a sip of the fresh tea that Li Tian had put on, and then listened to the trembling call to the Minister of Rites for an audience. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, the flames in his eyes gradually turned to ashes.

This Jia Qianjin is still useful!

Can't help squinting at Jia Zhen, and now try to keep her tone as calm as possible, exuding a sense of majesty: "For the sake of Bao Qing's pleading for you. Jia Zhen, count how many copies you have received. After the case is over, You just feed me how hungry..."

Glancing at the memorial, he gritted his teeth now: "Several times! I still don't believe I can't deal with you." If it wasn't for the success of the peace talks with Rakshasa!For the sake of peace talks!Be hungry for months!

No, years!

Hungry people show their original shape!

While talking, he slapped the table today: "Get out now!"

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Zhen glanced at the memorial beside her, and thanked the Emperor for her kindness from the bottom of her heart.This emperor is really wise, he was so angry that he knew that he would be punished after the case was closed, and he was merciful.

If only the heirs were so enlightened.

This thought came to mind again, and Jia Zhen couldn't help but a flash of sadness flashed in her eyes.It's not that he doesn't know what's good or bad, or doesn't know how to be grateful, but he just doesn't want to live in fear when he gets old, and he is always jittery.

Ask yourself, there are still some sequelae of being betrayed.

Always wanting to be in control, to keep myself alive.

After exiting the imperial study room, Jia Zhen raised her eyes to look at the face of her ex-lover who was smiling warmly, her pupils shrank tightly, her hands could not help but clenched into fists, her fingertips tightly grasped her palms, restraining her rational loss of control.

Looking at Jia Zhen who walked away with a vicious look all over her body, Bao Mian smiled apologetically at the Minister of Rites, "I hope Mr. Li Haihan, Mr. Jia has something urgent to do. Please leave."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help speeding up his pace a little, and went to chase Jia Zhen.

Watching the two leave one after the other, the Minister of Rites slowly withdrew his hand that wanted to say hello.He originally wanted to exchange some pleasantries and let Jia Zhen go to Honglu Temple to sit down when he had time. Although Emperor Rakshasa had no intention of overturning the peace treaty, in just one day, the commotion was already raging.

Sometimes force is necessary.

Minister of the Ministry of Rites thought about it, turned to look at his proud subordinate Yu Wenhao, and mentioned, "The Ministry remembers that Jia Zhen's son has served Emperor Rakshasa, and he also received the emperor's gift. After the discussion, you can go to his house and let He will join the job right away." With Jia Zhen's son Miao Miao present, Honglu Temple has an extra thug for free.

"Yes," Yu Wenhao lowered his head to hide the trace of envy in his eyes, "I obey."

Here, Jia Zhen listened to the panting and so on, let out a breath slowly, and stood still.

"You..." Bao Mian caught up and looked at Jia Zhen with a gloomy face, feeling that Jia Zhen was a bit aggressive and coquettish: "The emperor is so kind that he didn't even mention the crime of disobeying and contradicting you. As soon as you walked out of the palace gate, you were aggressive and aggressive. Who is it for? Also, Mr. Li seemed to have something to do with you just now, why did you turn a blind eye?"

"I know the emperor is very good. I hate that person and am afraid of killing people." Jia Zhen said in a deep voice, "Ordinary people sometimes kill people when they lose their minds, not to mention that I have killed people before."

"Are you still wronged?" Bao Mian panted, but in the blink of an eye, he met Jia Zhen's dark eyes, and suddenly trembled with that restrained look.Then he sighed again, patted his chest to calm his breath, and Bao Mian said, "We'd better go back to your house first. Depending on the weather, Mr. Zuo might not let you go to Dali Temple for dinner. After you finish your meal, When you calm down, let's talk again."

Jia Zhen looked up at the sky.At this moment, the sunset is gorgeous and picturesque, and after a long time, there is still a sense of peace and tranquility, unlike the doomsday, the misty blue sky, even the sun, is always covered with a layer of faint gray.

Slowly loosening her clenched fist, Jia Zhen blinked, looked back at the majestic palace wall, with a sincere look on her face asking for advice: "Just now you said that I came out fiercely, the emperor will misunderstand, Do you want to explain? Thank the emperor for not killing me?"

Bao Mian: "..."

In the end, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen who was holding a cup of tea, and looked up at the sky silently.After the smashing and throwing method of this table word was useless, the emperor changed to water attack.

Holding the pump in her hand, Jia Zhen was very sad, and gritted her teeth: "I tried my best to imitate this for fire prevention. They didn't want to keep trying, and they turned into water and guns for children?" !This water gun is really beautiful!

In the past, there were also small pumps for children to play with, but they were simply made of a bamboo tube, and the style and principle were similar to injection and syringes.But now this one in his hand still imitates the style of Sui Huo Shou and Gun.Except that it is not made of plastic, the pump is also inlaid with a few small gemstones, which looks almost the same as in later generations, but it can shoot water when the trigger is pulled.

Are the skills of the ancient working people a bit off?

There is no news about the pistol and gun research, but the water gun came out first.

Bao Mian looked at the darkened night and rubbed his forehead.This afternoon, I didn't do anything, and hoped that the two would fight.

After walking a few steps, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen who was still depressed, and said helplessly: "It's done, Jia Qianjin, don't be sad, the short hair on your head can be washed very quickly, and if you continue to rub it, you can directly wash it." It's supper."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen took a deep breath and pressed the pump against Bao Mian's chest, "Master Bao, what are you talking about? Don't let me hear those three words! Otherwise, you will be shot dead!"

Bao Mian wanted to nod seriously, but looking at such a murderous person in front of him, as long as he thought of his words, the so-called words are like a person...

Well, the legendary contrast is cute.