The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Looking back at the scenes in the heavenly court, Emperor Ziwei did not reveal his true origin, and now he even gave him a book of marksmanship to cover up his abilities.After all, sometimes, when certain concepts and certain interest groups are combined, even the emperor cannot protect them.For example, the pioneers of reform in the past dynasties, the famous Shang Yang, Wang Anshi, etc., are willing to become the emperor's sword, but the emperor cannot protect him.

He, Jia Zhen, does not have such a big face, and is on par with outstanding politicians, but he also has an industrial heart.Only when industrialization starts, there will be electricity and air conditioning!

Air conditioner!

It’s okay without the Internet. In this life, it’s okay to be warm in winter. There’s only one extravagant wish—cool summer!It was especially painful to be born in a feudal society where short-sleeved shorts were not allowed.

Jia Zhen got up while complaining.Now they are temporarily living in Jia's villa.He didn't know why Jia She had a villa in Shandong, but after Su Xing heard that he didn't want to be disturbed by the government, he recommended this courtyard for them to rest temporarily.In order not to be restrained by them, he also took out the land deed and said it belonged to Jia Amnesty.

Then he laughed and joked that Jia She had a lot of houses, and then there was nothing more.

Because Su Xing was upright and powerful, and said sonorously and forcefully: "Every town has Young Master Sun's house."

Rubbing her own little heart, after finding the persona of Jia Amnesty with the Uncle Sea King behind him, Jia Zhen shamelessly asked Su Xing to use whatever precious medicine he had for Bao Mian.

Smelling the strong smell of medicine, Jia Zhen entered Bao Mian's room.Although they were only separated by a wall, every step he took made him feel guilty.After the other guards were reincarnated from the dead, they basically had some superficial injuries, but Bao Mian was injured on the head. Even if the big brother Ziwei raised his hand a little, it was cured, but it happened to be "skinned" again Then for a moment—he has to take care of others sincerely before he wakes up.

Listening to the sound of New Year's joy coming from outside, Jia Zhen looked at Bao Mian on the sickbed with a white face, as if startled by a nightmare, and Bao Mian, who was a little restless, lowered his eyes and looked very skillfully. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the dense beads of sweat from his forehead.

It's strange to say, didn't they meet Yang Jian together before?

Why did Bao Mian suddenly have a nightmare?

No, is this conscious? !

Jia Zhen was overjoyed, and hurriedly waved to the guards to invite the doctor.

After being busy together, Jia Zhen looked at Bao Mian, who was covered with silver needles and looked like a hedgehog head. The hair that came down was the same as the previous few days. Chatting with Bao Mian aroused people's consciousness.

"You're still awake, maybe you came here to hunt us down in person today." Jia Zhen said with a sad face, "Thanks to me, the daughter-in-law has not confessed successfully, so she was dismantled first. What is he dissatisfied with? I must be He was implicated by Jia's amnesty!"

"By the way, my hair has grown a bit unknowingly, and I plan to cut it after February. After all, Song Xueci treats me well after shaving my head in February. It's reasonable for this kind of folk custom to exist. I should abide by it, right? "

"However, if you don't wake up, I'll cut your hair off. You're sick, and it's very troublesome to take care of your hair, especially if it's so long. You just wash it and then dry it."

Thinking of not being able to use the "hand blower" in the future, Jia Zhen felt sad, "It's really a waste of time! An inch of time is worth an inch of gold. It's better to spend a good time making love than catching fleas."

After finishing speaking, Jia Zhen stroked her hair again, and entangled it with her fingertips little by little.Speaking of which, Bao Mian's hair is well maintained, as silky and smooth as the slogan of later generations, which makes people a little fondle admiringly.

It would be a pity to cut it off.

Just when Jia Zhen was wondering whether to cut her hair or not, the owner of the hair suddenly straightened up and sat up straight, accompanied by a heart-piercing roar—"Jia Zhen!"

Jia Zhen was startled, and immediately responded, shaking her fingers vigorously, trying to wipe out the "evidence", "I'm here! I didn't intend to cut your hair!"

Hearing this, Bao Mian slowly turned his eyes to look at Jia Zhen, his eyes were covered with water vapor, his lips squirmed a few times, and wanted to speak, but the next moment, Bao Mian's upper body slammed and fell backwards.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jia Zhen hurriedly helped Bao Mian's back, and carefully let him lie down.

"Jia..." Bao Mian took a few breaths, stopped Jia Zhen who asked for a doctor, and asked slowly, "Jia Zhen, how many days have passed since that incident?"

"Ten days." Jia Zhen sighed silently when she saw that people were concerned about official business as soon as they woke up, and briefly explained the aftermath of the world: "The pigeons have sent a message over today, so you can cultivate yourself. All the masters have already rushed to the office. All over the country, check those flowers and plants. As for the Shuangyu faction and the like, the old nun we intercepted before is the leader. The secret report from the south of the Yangtze River has been passed, and they are defeated. The guns, guns, ammunition, and medicine have been shipped to the capital in batches. Well, as for the government affairs in Jiangnan, the predecessor is still in charge of the overall situation, so there is no major problem. The place where we first lived was Jia Amnesty’s other courtyard, and the local government didn’t know about it.”

"Then..." Bao Mian stretched his neck slightly, turned his head sideways with some effort, and fixedly looked at Jia Zhen who was speaking methodically in his ear, "What about you?"

"Me?" Jia Zhen was still confused for a while, "I'm fine!"

"You...wu...martial arts..."

Bao Mian spoke intermittently, but in Jia Zhen's ears, he was caught off guard and remembered the scene of the meeting in the dream where Yang Jian cast a spell. That sentence Jia Zhen blurted out without hesitation made him feel a little excited.

So, without hesitation, Jia Zhen raised her hand and waved it slowly in front of Bao Mian's eyes. Jia Zhen said with pride and determination on her face, "My hand, look at the callus on the tiger's mouth, it It is my best weapon. Whether it is the ability or the so-called marksmanship, only through my own practice can I become everything."

Bao Mian's heart trembled, and he glanced at the hand that was close at hand.This hand is not white, it is black, the knuckles are slender, and there is a layer of thin calluses, but it looks reassuring.

"But it is indeed hurt." Just when Bao Mian finished commenting on his hand and wanted to see Jia Zhen, a deep sigh came from his ear.

"If you are really worried about me, you have to get better as soon as possible. After all, it will take a long time for me to repair and learn from the beginning. If you can't lift heavy objects, hold swords, guns, swords and halberds, you may not even be able to drive a horse. You have to help me."

When Bao Mian heard this, he didn't answer right away, but remained abnormally silent for a long time.It's been a long time since the husband came to make another diagnosis, Jia Zhen suspected that she had frightened the person stupidly, she turned her screen away, wondering if she should apologize, then she heard the person say in a muffled voice: "But men and women can't accept each other."

"what?"

This remark was no less than Jiutian Xuanlei, and it completely shocked Jia Zhen.But he never expected that this statement was just the beginning.

Bao Mian looked at the dazed Jia Zhen, her face turned red, she was a little embarrassed, she opened her mouth slowly, and explained weakly: "You are not in love with men, so I am waiting for a man to accept or not?"

Jia Zhen: "..."

"No..." Bao Mian swallowed nervously, and his words carried a nervousness that he didn't even feel, "But I will still be responsible. But this premise needs to be confirmed by you. There is no one you love , in the future I won't... I won't be so careless, then... Then I will marry you, although I can't give you a good life, but I will take care of you. "

"..." Jia Zhen was silent, and after a long time of turmoil in her mind, she finally recalled the word "responsibility" that was slightly in line with the concept of Bao Mian's ancients, as if she was editing a film, thinking about the situation at that time frame by frame .

When they received the news, Jia Zhi told the monk that he rushed to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion by taking a shortcut with Bao Mian in his arms, and then in front of the Yamen...

Well, it did frivolous him!

Jia Zhen looked back, looking as if she was going to turn over the old account, and said angrily: "You made an explanation at the beginning, but it has been delayed until now!"

When Bao Mian heard this, he lowered his eyes and said with guilt on his face, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I don't belong to the right family, you are too hungry. Then... Later, I was busy with work, and I..."

As he talked, Bao Mian's voice became lower and lower, and he said sincerely: "If I am busy, I don't care much about myself. In the past, my child passed away sadly because of my negligence. I am afraid that I will repeat the same mistakes .If you give a promise but fail to keep it, it is unfair to you."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen refrained from thinking about routines and molesting, and felt that her Fangcheng, which was originally as hard as steel, had been knocked into pieces unconsciously.Looking down at Bao Mian, Jia Zhen raised her hand and held her previously curled hair in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you push me away at that time?"

Seeing that Jia Zhen avoided answering, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen who was a step closer, looked at her solemn eyes, blinked, and felt that his answer might make people angry, but he didn't want to change it, so he said truthfully: "Because I found out There is something wrong with your back, and the battle situation was urgent at that time, so I passed by."

"Whether it's me or not, you'll pounce on it, right?"

Bao Mian decided to say yes.

After saying this, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen's motionless appearance, and suddenly felt another inexplicable feeling in his chest, which spread uncontrollably to all limbs and bones, and finally his nose touched slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Jia Zhen slowly moved closer to Bao Mian, and slowly bent over.The figure was tall, and in Bao Mian's eyes, it looked like a mountain was pressing down on him, as if he wanted to hit someone.

With a single thought, Bao Mian felt that there were two villains in his mind, one encouraged himself to stick to principles, and the other was grievanced, tightly huddled in a corner, not daring to speak.

Just as Bao Mian was thinking about it, Jia Zhen landed her last kiss on Bao Mian's forehead. Seeing the person's eyes widen, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth, "Is it strange?"

Bao Mian nodded with great joy and sorrow.

"Actually, I hated it at first. I couldn't bear you. If you put it nicely, it's called impartiality, and if you put it badly, it's called..." Skimming the Holy Mother, Jia Zhen said, "I don't think I'm on the same side with a bad guy like you."

"What a bad guy?" Bao Mian was startled.

"That's right, Rong'er said that you caught them eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and taught them very patiently. He likes you very much because of this. But I think it was caused by his lack of love, but after thinking about it," Jia Zhen's face became serious. One point, "Actually, it's good to have an official like you, and it's okay if you don't mention it. When I mention it, I'm actually quite upset. Obviously I like and love you, and you are just responsible."

"And you plan to refuse, violate your principles of handling things, pretend to be dizzy and procrastinate," Jia Zhen couldn't help turning black with anger, "It's just because I can eat?"

Bao Mian's sensitive figure squirmed into the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm afraid I won't be able to support you. Being in a high position, I'm afraid that I won't be able to restrain my desire to support my family and become a corrupt official."

Jia Zhen: "..."