The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Therefore, as long as he finds out who the prince behind the scenes is, he will go straight to chop him into pieces!

Jia Zhen touched the letter on her chest, feeling that she was fighting with a sword in her hand, and she was alive and well again.Instead of letting herself think about the future, Jia Zhen focused on the immediate immediate concern—whether the plan of the deceitful legion can be successfully completed.

Closing her eyes and feigning sleep, Jia Zhen could hear the negotiation outside the house without using her powers.Because Jia Shen seems to have ignited the skill of loud voice, of course, it is accurate to say that Jia Shen cried, made trouble and hanged himself in the street, playing a rogue.

Outside the house, Jia Amnesty wrapped himself up like a bear, and he didn't think it was too dirty. He just slumped at the door of the inn, facing a group of Raksha people watching, without any psychological pressure.Anyway, he didn't listen, he didn't understand Rakshasa language, so he cried for himself.

Time just slipped away like this!

"God of the Raksha Kingdom, open your eyes and look! Look at your people!" Jia Amnesty opened his hands and looked up at the sky.

Today's weather is not bad. Compared with before, the wind doesn't hurt like a knife on the face. The sun is like a poached egg, and it just happens to be warm.Oops, I forgot, I forgot to eat an egg for breakfast!

Mentally complaining, Jia She opened his mouth skillfully and cried out: "Ahem, cough, I can't live through this day!! Lord Qingtian, oh, no, are you Rakshasa as impartial and selfless as I am towards Bao Zheng? Is there any Wen Tianxiang like me who kept his loyalty and history in front of me? Oh, just these people, what about you! The translator of the Raksha Kingdom, who translates to you adults, you Raksha have not yet Who can be the master, can he become a figure in the eyes of the common people?"

After finishing speaking, Jia Amnesty waved his hands and patted the ground twice: "My master, I'm dead! My respectful brother, my respectable uncle, my domineering uncle!" Great grandfather! These Raksha people look down on people and think that I can't control my eldest nephew! They want to skip me looking for Zhen'er's uncle Song, this is simply bullying our old Jia Home!"

"Bullying no one in our old Jia family, this is a joke of ours! This is begging for beatings! Hurry up and clean them up! Let them know that there are still people in the Jia family!"

"........."

The two translators began to sympathize with the translator of Raksha.Jia Amnesty is said to have learned it in Shuntianfu Prison!Learned from the hooligans!

The translators in the Raksha Kingdom feel that their mouths are parched just by translating, and they are so tired that they can hardly breathe.This Jia Shete can tell the truth, she is exactly like the shrew in the legend of Da Zhou.

Da Zhou and his party looked at Jia She silently.It has been more than half an hour since this person appeared on the stage.Even if the Raksha officials spoke, Jia She could still say that he was Uncle Jia Zhen, and he had the decisive right to speak.

Song Xueci looked through the window, saw the officials on the other side looked impatient, and glanced at the guards.

Jia Amnesty, who was crying, was a little unhappy when he heard the door opened behind him.He still has a lot of rogue moves that he hasn't used yet!These moves, the big moves he summed up after watching Xiaobao's trial in the Shuntian Mansion Court.Several times, Xiaobao's face turned black.

"Drink some honey water to moisten your throat." The guard brought a cup of tea and said in a low voice, "Master Song is afraid that your throat will be broken."

Hearing this, Jia She was in full bloom, drinking tea with incomparably cherished sips, and looked at Song Xueci.

Song Xueci was expressionless, and opened his mouth to come: "I was frightened and unconscious earlier, so some things happened, which made everyone laugh. But if Mr. Suofu came to apologize, then there is no need."

Song Xueci spoke in Rakshasa language: "Of course, it would be even more impossible for us to make an apology if you rely on your large numbers of people to yell and kill! The reason for the current stalemate is your Rakshasa royal court, and the reason is also in our Great Zhou Dynasty. On this side, not to mention that your great emperor is still appearing in the body. If you make mistakes again and again, you will not know how to repent!"

Song Xueci suddenly raised his voice, and Song Xueci cast a contemptuous glance at everyone: "Don't think that you are the only ones who will threaten any soldiers coming to the city! I, Da Zhou, even a frail scholar like me, can easily kill your marshal! So if you are fine, go Buy me some medicine and come back! Bring me some fox fur. If it’s not a whole piece of fox fur coat, I won’t wear it.”

The officials of Rakshasa felt as if their throats had been scalded by raging fire, and they were too angry to speak.Why are all the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty so abnormal, even Song Xueci, who can appear normal a little, is abnormal now?

"Master Song, this medicine is fine, but..." Suofu, who had dealt with Song Xueci before and was in charge of the negotiation, said, looking at Song Xueci with a glint in his eyes, his voice was neither angry nor happy, and no one could hear any emotion, and said: "However, the current situation is beyond our ability to deal with, and we need to report to my emperor. In the meantime, I hope that Master Song and his party can walk with us, and it will be convenient for healing."

"Then we also need to report to our emperor." The guards immediately looked worried when they heard the words: "If you say kidnapping, you kidnap, and you are so polite! You are not afraid of your ancestors appearing and being struck by lightning!"

After hearing this, Suo Fu's expression turned gloomy.If there hadn't been a supernatural event, how could they still be so patient and talk nicely with others, they would have already ordered to kill without mercy, and they must shoot these people into hedgehogs and chop them into mincemeat.This week's trip, the Duke of Panama and General John who killed them, suddenly lost two pillars for Rakshasa.

"Then let's be honest, none of you can leave now." Suofu said coldly, "Unless the emperor orders it!"

"Since Master Suofu is so frank, I won't make it difficult for you, Sir. After all, if things get into a stalemate, it will be harmful to the people of our two countries." Song Xueci changed the subject: "However, leaving here is not a problem. No need, I don't mind that there are Luocha soldiers guarding the inn outside, but I do mind changing places."

After finishing speaking, Song Xueci's eyes flickered: "As a Grand Master of the Wenhua Palace of Da Zhou, I have the right to mobilize the army. Therefore, you don't have to think that we are surrounded by you, so you can call us Shouting to kill. When the official was attacked, there was a message sent out. The guards at the border gate saw it, and they would definitely come to help at that time. I hope you think about it! Now Hacheng is directly under the command of General Zhenbei of!"

Listening to Song Xueci's last remark, Suofu inadvertently raised a sneer and looked at Song Xueci, and said loudly: "This... this is also natural. Therefore, it is best for us to wait in peace now."

"Hmph!" Song Xueci snorted coldly and turned around.

"Master Song is waiting, can we meet Mr. Jia first?" Seeing this, Suo Fu hurriedly asked.The purpose of their visit this time was still Jia Zhen.The apparition of the evil door!

"He's sick." Song Xueci paused, looked back at the Rakshas, ​​and said, "In my dynasty's philosophy, the emperor has purple energy to protect his body. Although Jia Zhen is a general Houyi and a martial arts star, she can't bear it." Live the aura of an emperor. I am fortunate enough to be sent by the emperor of your country, but his mere mortal body can't bear it. So I gave you medicine earlier to heal his body."

"So that's how it is." Hearing this, Suo Fu and his colleagues on the left and right looked at each other, and believed Song Xueci's statement to a certain extent.

"We will immediately send a doctor to check Mr. Jia's pulse."

"No, I know some tricks to distort yellow. Besides, you don't believe in Buddhism, we need to set up an altar to worship the spirit. Only by doing two things can Jia Zhen get better." Song Xueci said solemnly: "Therefore, your doctor It's useless, and I don't trust you either. But if you want, I can let you watch from afar."

"Now, don't make any more noise outside, I have a headache." Song Xueci rubbed his head: "Once I fall ill, who will be in charge of this envoy, Mr. Suofu, do you need me to say more?"

Not only Suofu, but also the other officials stared blankly at Jia Amnesty who was holding a teacup and giggling in the lobby, and subconsciously shuddered.Can they kill a rascal like Jia She with one shot?

"Now go and prepare the presents. I watch the sky every day and decide to open the altar in three hours." Three hours is enough for Jia Zhen to recover, right?

"Master Song, do you still know this?"

"Family tradition." Song Xueci said disdainfully: "Haven't you checked my resume? My father used to be the servant of the Rites of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he happened to be in charge of sacrificial rituals. I was bored, so I learned a little. Why, don't you believe me? Still think I can’t learn it? Don’t use your brains to speculate on my mind.”

After finishing speaking, Song Xueci flicked his sleeves and went straight in, leaving only a dead silence inside and outside the house.In the end, Jia Amnesty was the first to recover, went directly to close the inn door again, and silently gave Song Xueci a thumbs up: "It's amazing. Three hours." This way, you can still sit on the ground and bargain with the other party, and the time is short. Mi passed.

"That Suo Fu is not stupid, that is, they are betting that they have investigated my resume clearly, and..." Song Xueci's eyes darkened, with murderous intent: "They think that Wang's name has not been exposed yet. Come out. I still trust foolishly."

Song Xueci looked at everyone: "Don't talk about this, at least they have to discuss some time, take this opportunity to take the time to rest."

"Yes." No matter the guards or the spies who escorted them, they nodded upon hearing the words, according to the previous agreement, half of the guards were on duty and half of them rested.

Outside the inn, the Luocha officials headed by Suo Fu left the street where the inn was located, searched for a place, and discussed the credibility of Song Xueci's words.

They are not afraid of other things now, but what if this is really a manifestation?In case the great emperor who is far away in Mocheng believes it, what should they do then?

The officials struggled back and forth, and finally decided to wait for the emperor's order to act.So, according to what Song Xueci said earlier, I came to observe Jingling.

After receiving the news, Da Zhou and his party all turned to look at Song Xueci.Luo Sha and his group talked about things too quickly, and they agreed within half an hour, and all the things for the deadly gift were prepared.

"According to the three hours you just said." Having met Jia Zhen earlier, Baoding, John's son, did not hide his murderous look, and said, "I calculated it, it's exactly three quarters in the afternoon! This time , It’s really good! If you don’t succeed, don’t blame me for killing you!”

Song Xueci looked at the altar that was being built not far away, and glanced down at the items needed for the sacrifice, without rushing: "I will take a bath and change clothes, and prepare for the ceremony in two hours. I will prove everything by then. . ” Previously patronizing flickering to delay time, but this took advantage of the loophole.Regardless of whether you believe in gods or not, this kind of time is still a bit taboo.

But who cares, Jia Zhen can at least recover her skills after overfulfilling the delay.

"We are also waiting quietly." Master Suofu glanced at Jia Zhen who was lying on the table, "Mr. Jia is still weak?"

"Yes." Song Xueci replied without hesitation: "However, Jia Zhen is also an auspicious person with a natural appearance. After all, it is also very human to be favored by your great emperor. After all, he is the four kings and eight princes who founded our dynasty, and the generals of the twelve constellations." offspring of him. Blessed are he.”

"Fine. We'll wait."

Song Xueci poses to see off the guests.

Two hours later, Song Xueci began to practice.No matter how other people think about it, when Song Xueci stepped onto the altar, he had the cold appearance of a descendant descending to earth.Even though Suofu and others dispersed the people of Luocha, the soldiers stationed there still couldn't help but mutter in their hearts when they saw the situation, thinking about the scene of the apparition they had witnessed with their own eyes.

"The guillotine at three quarters in the afternoon." Baoding sneered again and again.

Song Xueci couldn't deny it, and presented the gift in an orderly manner. Finally, he glanced at Jia Zhen: "Jia Zhen, please."

Jia Zhen was "weakly" helped to the altar.As soon as she got on the altar, Jia Zhen, whose hands were hidden in her sleeves to carry the wind, couldn't help but feel dazed, looking at the warm sun hanging in the air uncontrollably.The weather seems to be good today, the wind is light and the sun is just right, shining warmly on people, making people drowsy and want to sleep.

At the same time, in a courtyard in the capital, Ma Daopo was throwing the paper man printed with Jia Zhen's birth date into the burning cauldron. She turned her eyes and said flatteringly: "I hope Madam can rest assured, it's done."