Live broadcast of Jia Amnesty's counterattack daily

Hearing Chou Ji's tone of voice, it seems that he wants to trick the second child to complete the family division for him. Regarding this, Jia She said that since he knows the final result, he is not very interested in this process... this process.

Instead of wasting time watching the prudish play of the second child, it's better to go to the sky!

He is a ghost now, coming and going without a trace, so frankly exciting!

Jia She floated out of Rongguo Mansion in a hahaha, floated into the air, hung upside down on the clouds, joyfully said: "Look, this is my Chao Ye Si, which is much more fun than your descendants."

"Oh, oh, I really want to pretend to be a ghost and scare to death that old man Zhao who is unhappy with me!"

"Hahaha, the wind is blowing so hard that it tore through my body!"

"Bah, why is this sewer so smelly, there are so many rats, help!"

"........."

Everyone watched Jia Amnesty enter the sky and enter the earth in less than 10 minutes, and the scene went through more than a dozen scenes in a row. They looked at the Xiezhi logo in the upper left corner of the screen silently, and always felt that they had entered the wrong live broadcast room. Or accidentally open the door to another dimension.

Never expected to see such a live educational class!

Jia Amnesty pinched his nose and raised his head to look at the bustling alley, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go be flower pickers!"

After the words fell, Jia Amnesty floated into the palace at full speed, and no one could react at such a high speed.

When everyone came back to their senses, they threw away the applause from the onlookers who were eating melons. The remaining law students and the new old academic professors saw this behavior and criticized them one after another. Negative energy spreads.

However, Jia Amnesty had already turned into an idiot. Relying on his experience of entering the palace when he was young, he drifted into the Qianqing Palace with his familiarity.

"It's so embarrassing. I never expected to be so close to the beautiful emperor one day." Jia She walked around the plaque hanging above the gate of the palace, his eyes widened, and he looked at the scene inside the palace through the gap under the corridor.

The melon-eating crowd looked at the beautiful emperor who was seven or eight meters away, and threw flowers one after another to encourage Jia She. Not only their mouths were sloppy, but their bodies were also sloppy.

Facing the many temptations, Jia Amnesty's face was a little moved, but his hands and feet did not dare to float a little further in, and he hummed softly: "Beauty, you can just look at it from a distance. It's also a blasphemy to people if you get close!" "

He loves beauty, but he also cherishes life.

Some people are very lucky to be able to feast their eyes on it.

Today, who had no idea that he was being watched by tens of thousands of people, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and threw the memorial in his hand, shouting angrily: "Zhao Sheng, old man!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Wang Ming, the chief inspector, saw that he was angry now, and heard Zhao Sheng's words, and he sighed inwardly.

Zhao Sheng is Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Officials. Compared with first-rank officials such as Ge Lao Da Shi, this person is a small official, but he has some relatives with Cheng'en Gongfu, and he is the cousin of the Empress Dowager.Therefore, he often regarded himself as the emperor's cronies, holding chicken feathers as arrows, dragging the promotion and appointment of officials who thought he was "the emperor's party" to show his merits, and he persisted in putting his daughter in the palace.

Speaking of which, this person is "from the same line" as Jia Zheng of the Rongfu.

To put it bluntly, don't you look at your daughter's face? !

"I've had enough too. I stay up late every day reviewing memorials, and all I see are these nonsense things!" Today's brows furrowed, he leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and sneered: "These are not taking the opportunity to cling to relationships and tell about your own family. The ancestors and ancestors are all kinds of meritorious service. If people know that the old man is just trying to protect that wretch, the expression on his face will be wonderful."

Hearing this, Wang Quan lowered his eyes and lowered his head, even if he was a confidant, he didn't dare to answer the words.There were many affairs at the end of the year, and this autumn an ​​imperial edict was issued.How many people moved up and down eagerly for this official position, but they didn't expect to be intercepted in the air. If they knew the reason, Jia Amnesty might be torn into meatloaf.

The silence in the hall was only the sound of the night wind blowing in from the window, and I am used to it now, I waved my sleeves, motioned Wang Quan to pick up the memorial, and said: "I remember that Jia Zheng was taken to Taipu Temple by the old man Right? Zhao Sheng can also be promoted together. These two or so are good companions. Don’t let them touch the horse, if they don’t pay attention to it, there will be problems. Let them take care of the farmer’s piglets and pigs. Put..." They can be raised as pigs.

In view of my identity, the last half of the sentence was silently held back in my stomach, and I picked up another memorial, but just scanned the beginning, and couldn't help but want to smash the memorial: "I will cry poor again at the end of the year."

"It makes me want to sell an official too!" Thinking of the millions owed by Jia She who smashed his own treasury back, he let out a long breath and asked, "I remember that Jia She's son seemed to have donated his official position?"

"Yes." Wang Quan stared back for a moment, and said carefully: "His son, Jia Lian, married the niece of Prince Teng, the Jiedu envoy of the capital. Knowing all five things."

"Throw him to the Ministry of Officials. Anyway, the old man wants the Jia family to make progress." Jin said casually, "Let him be in charge of recovering the debt owed by Xungui."

"This……"

"Anyway, he has an old man behind him." The corner of Jin's mouth curled up slowly: "The snake hits seven inches."

"........."

Jia Amnesty, who was lying on the corridor, had already turned into petrification, and he blew the wind for a long time in a daze, until the lights in the hall were turned off, he came back to his senses in a trance, lost his mind: "My male god is not aloof at all! He is still cheating!" My Lianer!"

The night owl audience appeased: "Color is justice!"

"Firmly grasping the key to the food chain, you really deserve to be a leader!"

"Does the emperor misunderstand the deceased Duke of the Jia family? I always feel jealous when people talk about the emperor's love for the Jia family?"

Facing the appeasement of flowers, Jia Shen's injured glass heart still didn't recover, he floated aimlessly around, and when the sun was three poles high, he felt the sun was shining slightly, and then slowly drifted back to his home, asking how he felt when he was a ghost .

Qiu Ji laughed.

He didn't want to know where Jia She went, but he was the host of King Songzi, and he was forced to share the live broadcast of hot eyes whenever he wanted.

"Such a good opportunity, why don't you play tricks?" Qiu Ji was too lazy to talk to others, and said, "Don't talk about the prudishness of the second child, you don't bother to talk to others, but doesn't the Jia family have any political enemies? You can't even visit the palace now." Just like your own backyard, go to their house for a while. At least for Lian'er, you can go to the treasury to take a look at the debtors' houses in advance, and take notes on the location of the hidden silver or criminal evidence, waiting for Lian'er to grow up Kill the Quartet and let the emperor admire you. Or you will admire yourself and let the beautiful emperor worship you?"

"Me?" Jia She thought about the "duplicate" emperor and shook his head, "I just like his face. But it's cool to think about what you said. I'll pretend to be a ghost now!"

Watching Jia Amnesty drifting away, Qiu Ji glanced at the bottom left, looking at the pottery pieces that cost a million dollars overnight, he didn't frown at all, but smiled instead.

Isn't it ridiculous that the live broadcast system produced by the School of Political Science and Law formulates rules to promote the law?

Politics and law Politics and law, politics first, law after.No matter when, what the law serves is always the interests of the ruling, ruling, class, class.

After mocking the rules of peddling dog meat for a while, according to his own memory, Qiu Ji drove to the outskirts of the farm, looked for some personal guards or descendants left by the old Duke, and carefully selected twenty big men Back to the city.

As soon as he entered the mansion, as soon as Qiu Ji arranged for good people to stay and patrol the guards, Jia Lian walked in dejectedly. After paying his respects, he looked up at Jia Amnesty, and then bowed his head in silence.

"Is there anything we can't say between father and son that requires you to be so coy and act like a little girl?" Qiu Ji asked straight to the point.

"Master, I..." Jia Lian tightened his hands on both sides, took a deep breath, looked fixedly at Qiu Ji, and asked, "You... why have you changed so much these days?"

Previously, he was concerned about the trace of paternal love he had finally obtained, subconsciously ignoring all kinds of clues.But now facing Shang Feng'er, she wanted to persuade him to give up his housekeeping rights and return to the manor, but he couldn't come up with any strong proof, and was even rendered speechless by her words.

"Because the Lord is not happy!" Qiu Ji said coldly: "I respected the old lady before and followed her wishes. But people's hearts are fleshy, and they have not been warmed up after decades. I will post them again, you My son may have returned to the second room, who will see me die in the future?"

Jia Lian lowered his head again.

"But let me think about it, if you don't want to, then I will foster the third child under the name of the Xing family. I must have raised the third child since childhood..."

"No!" Upon hearing this, Jia Lian became angry: "Don't say that I'm a son-in-law, isn't it enough that I'm jealous of my second uncle and my ancestors with your words and eyes? I'm a little confused and I don't want to explain..."

Jia Lian only felt that he was full of grievances and had no way to express it, but when he met "Jia Amnesty", he couldn't help but give in a bit, suppressing the bitterness, and said: "That's fine. Who told you that you are my father."

Another way to comfort yourself.At least his father was not as partial as the old lady.

Qiu Ji: "..."

Qiu Ji was silent for a while.What he remembers most now is the bits and pieces of modern life, and the world of Red Mansions in his previous life is already a little strange to him.

But even in strangers, he thinks that the term scumbag is an appropriate description.

This silent crusade at the moment made him feel guilty.

Qiu Ji sighed, and said, "For you and your daughter-in-law, it is indeed difficult for you to give up the existing and visible interests. I don't mean to take a long-term view, and I don't mean to rely on the fact that I am your father. Within two days, the second child's family will move out of Rongguo Mansion. At that time, you will make a decision."

"No, master, father, I didn't mean that, I..." Jia Lian just wanted to explain, when someone outside the door shouted: "Master, it's not good, the ancestral hall is noisy... the ancestors of the ancestral hall have appeared."

"What?" Jia Lian was surprised.

Qiu Ji got up, opened the door of the study room, first glanced at the guards who were loyal to stop the boy with satisfaction, and then glanced at the boy who came to report in front of him, and said: "What's the point of yelling?!"

"Master, it's not good. Really, the old lady asked me to report. Please go over and discuss immediately. It is said that the ancestors of Jia's ancestral hall have manifested. Not only that, but there is also news that the four kings and eight princes in the past, even... ...even..." The young man who came to report pointed to the east, swallowed nervously, and said in a low voice, "It's all manifested. The old ladies owed a lot of money to play dominoes in the sky, and they all started fighting with each other."

Jia Lian: "..."

Qiu Ji: "..."

Jia Amnesty, why don't you go to heaven?