Live broadcast of Jia Amnesty's counterattack daily

Jia Amnesty's face was sullen, the veins on his forehead were protruding, his hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, his eyes were focused on the screen in front of him, and he uttered a short word: "What's behind?"

Sending Son Heavenly King: "At present, only the first 360 chapters of "Dream of Red Mansions" have been confirmed, and the last [-] chapters are written by Gao E, Cheng Weiyuan and many anonymous writers. Up to now, there are a total of [-] nine editions. Would you like them all?"

In the cosmic world, transmigrating books has long been a common event, so when Jia She asked about the Red Chamber, it introduced it in detail.

In this regard, Qiu Ji does not object and is even more happy to see it succeed.He can't die, and it's also a joy to watch his former self be sad after knowing the truth.

Jia She, who was burning with anger because of the story of being cut in the middle during the climax, instantly felt a malicious look on him.

"Qiu Ji, do you also know that "Red Mansion"?" Jia She pointed at the ghost floating in the air with his hands on his hips, and began to shake his head and self-analyze as if he suddenly realized: "Maybe you planned all this! Heavenly King, a god and demon, used my grandmother to lure me, and finally lured me to work for you, so that I could show my face and earn Xiezhi coins for you so that you can restore your human form!"

Based on his many years of experience in listening to music, Jia She said with great certainty: "The truth must be like this!" Even if his master is an "ugly girl" in "Dream of Red Mansions", there will definitely not be only [-] episodes of "Dream of Red Mansions". , because the writer of this opera will be thrown rotten eggs if he can't sing the whole song, and he won't get any money!

"You control the final outcome so that I don't know it, you just want to force me to make progress!" Jia She rubbed his red and swollen eyes from staying up late reading novels, took a sip of tea, and continued to whip him rationally: "But, but, but! My lord, why should I listen to you!"

"Then don't listen." Chou Ji said: "Anyway, the Jia family still has ten years of wealth."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Ji stretched out his hand to meet the rising red sun, and said, "Let us die together."

Jia She looked at the ghost with a golden glow all over his body, the corners of his mouth twitched, and it took him a long time to reply: "No, we die separately. Don't do it all over again after I die."

Qiu Ji: "..."

"Knowing that I am a person with a story, my heart hurts so much! My head hurts so much!" Jia She felt that he had a very quick receptive ability, and he learned interstellar jokes almost overnight.

Son of Heaven King: "..." My host is a snake spirit!

"Let's go, Son of Heaven King, I'll take you to live stream the male lead!" Jia She said, picking up the fan on the table.

What he was sharing was only the wifi version. The physical Son-giving Heavenly King system was on the broken fan he bought earlier. Clicking on the Xiezhi picture on the fan was the real startup and shutdown.

Although he knows that he is a person who wears books, oh, no, it seems that he is just a fictional character in a novel, but so what?Life is like a drama, drama is like life.

If the Grand Master didn't even have this bit of open-mindedness, he would have jumped the moat long ago when he was ridiculed in the face of General Stable.

As for face, he had torn it off and stepped on it to please others 800 years ago, but unfortunately his wife still thinks it is not enough to be abused.

Hey, what a filial son he is!

Jia She's eyes flashed, covering the passing pain in his eyes, he opened his fan all of a sudden, braved the cold wind and came to Jia Shi's courtyard to pay his respects.

"I heard that you were drinking and making trouble yesterday, and you disturbed ancestor Qingning?" Jia Shishi asked the elder son with a worried expression when he saw that his footsteps were floating, his body was swaying, and he was standing or sitting.

"It's just a few sips, ma'am, don't you know how much I can drink?" Jia She licked his face and smiled, stepped forward, unfolded the folding fan before anyone underestimated it, then put it away with a snap, and put it in his waist , Rubbing his cold fingers, said: "I was too angry yesterday. I spent a lot of money to buy a broken fan! Go to the theory and say bad things about my Jia family, what a scumbag! Big troublemaker!"

Jia Shishi frowned, and said displeasedly: "Then let's see what you look like yourself? You have ruined all the hard work of my Jia family ancestors! Boss, when did you learn from Zheng'er! Yu Guoyu Do some facts at home?"

Jia Zheng, who was praised, glanced at Jia She, bent down, and said respectfully: "Madam is absurd, the child has not done enough, otherwise why bother to waste time in the Ministry of Industry these years." He sighed to himself: "After all, he is not as talented as my brother-in-law. Jane is in the heart of the emperor, and his official career is smooth."

"Hey, are you eating crabs this early in the morning?" Jia She started the live broadcast and introduced the male protagonist's father intimately.

Everyone in the live broadcast room looked at Jia Zheng from the beginning to the end, following the label Jia Amnesty had posted.From their aesthetic point of view, although Jia Zheng, who was dressed in azure-colored mansion, was well maintained, he seemed to be in a state of twilight, and his appearance could only be described as good-looking, far inferior to Jia She.Jia Amnesty is decadent and decadent, but because of his outstanding facial features, he looks like a scumbag.

In a word - look at the face!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the barrage of praise for his good looks, Jia She squinted at Jia Zheng, flicked his sleeves, and said bluntly: "Second brother, you might as well think about it differently, what does Jane have in the emperor's heart?" Why? Don’t they have to study hard for ten years, how can it be like your father’s memorial, which easily crushed hundreds of scholars in the Imperial Academy, and became a fifth-rank official?”

Jia Zheng's face turned livid immediately, and he pointed at Jia Amnesty with trembling hands, "You...you..."

"You scoundrel, hurry up and apologize to Zheng'er!" Jia Shishi slapped the table and yelled angrily, "You're not good enough, why are you still complaining about Zheng'er's progress?"

"Of course I don't complain anymore. I wish my second son would make progress and become a marquis and a prime minister. By then, my elder brother will have a bright face." As he said, Jia Amnesty stretched out his hand and gently pointed to his face, with a sincere expression on his face. He said to Jia Zheng: "Master Jia, my ineffective brother is really looking forward to seeing you well."

Jia Zheng choked.

Before he could organize his words, he heard Jia She say his farewell and quickly turned around and left.

"Madam, this..." Seeing this, Jia Zheng turned his gaze to Jia Shishi, his face full of worry and helplessness: "Brother, you have become more respectful in your actions recently. Hey, the end of this year is the time for interpersonal communication. Just at the time..." Mu Sheng pointed to the location of the palace, and Jia Zheng continued: "The hot stage. Although it will not endanger the Jia family, but seeing that the brother-in-law has sent the only heir here, he should know the danger. But he... "

The words came to an abrupt end, and Jia Zheng lowered his eyes to restrain the determination on his face.He said this and asked his wife to admonish Jia She, the incompetent elder brother, not to let him go out and cause trouble for him at the critical moment. When the Jia family bowed their heads to ask for protection, they could just take this opportunity to propose to help his second uncle with activities, but the request had to be made by the wife in a letter.

When he writes by himself, it seems that he is more addicted to officialdom.

Hearing this, Jia Shishi understood Jia Zheng's intention behind it, but raised his eyebrows, pointed at the snowflakes falling outside the window, and said, "Second brother, you and Min'er are both my heart, but to tell you the truth, The water thrown by the married daughter. The most important thing in my mother's heart is you."

He understands this, but this movement... Jia Zheng looked in the direction Jia Shishi pointed for a while, still puzzled, with a look of shame on his face, he said: "Ma'am, what do you mean?"

"Hey..." Jia Shishi sighed, "Your sister didn't give birth to a son for the Lin family! If Yu'er is a boy, why is Lin Ruhai eager to send him here in the cold winter? The situation in Jiangnan is turbulent. He kept saying that Yu'er was weak and completely forgot."

As a man, Jia Zheng has no opinion on this.

If Lin Ruhai survives this test, he will definitely be appointed as a marquis and worshiped as the elder of the cabinet, so why worry about not having a beautiful lady?Even if you can't get over it, to put it bluntly, no matter how tense the situation is, you can't control the privacy of the bed after dark, and it's not that there are no waiters in the house.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jia Zheng's nonchalant appearance, Jia Shishi sighed inwardly, but after thinking about it, he felt good again.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two fathers hadn't realized it yet, they made the two Yu'er a pair, and fulfilled the dream of the fairies in the past.

"Since you know this, it's good. Lin Ruhai seems to be asking for blessings when sending an orphan girl to Beijing, but don't forget that his daughter's family is not as good as a man after all. He will be more cruel in the future, and it will be easy to regret it." Jia Shishi's eyes A sharp light flashed across, lowered his voice, and said quietly: "Don't forget whose pawn the Jia family is now!"

Thinking of the good news from his daughter, Jia Zheng nodded cautiously, "Thank you Madam for reminding me."

"What we have to do now is to wait for Yuanchun..." Jia Shishi lowered his voice and quietly conspired with Jia Zheng, and here Jia Amnesty was also conspiring with Qiu Ji, or more precisely, he was talking to himself.

"If I tell Lian'er all these things now, it's useless. Our two little arms can't twist our thighs. It's better to wait for my grandson to come out!" Jia She rested his chin and muttered happily: "Big fat grandson."

Annoyed by Jia She's nagging, Qiu Ji asked angrily, "What if your grandson's house was ransacked before your grandson was born?"

Jia Amnesty: "Isn't this still dead?"

Qiu Ji: "..."

"The Jia family has a life even in the worst and worst situation. With a life, miracles can be created!" Jia Amnesty said very optimistically: "I sent people to bury some money on the road of exile, and then I can do whatever I want with the jailers. "

If he hadn't experienced the afterlife, his overly optimistic thinking would be shattered and reshaped by reality, Qiu Ji thinks this idea is really great.Along the way, people are found to open a small shop, and the money is endless.

But now... this stupid, sweet idiot really wants to strangle him to death.

Seeing that Qiu Ji had stopped talking, Jia She continued to think to himself: "It's the end of the year, I'm going to buy an official, and it happens to kill three birds with one stone."

Putting up his fingers, Jia Amnesty said bit by bit: "Firstly, when you are an official, you can judge the case, and the trivial cases are also money. The old man likes to be praised; secondly, you can leave with a legitimate excuse. Rongguo Mansion, so that Lian's daughter-in-law can safely give birth to a big fat boy; thirdly, when she becomes an official in a small county in exile, gather some manpower to hide money."