Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Jia Daihua knew Emperor Dexi's temper, he didn't like his subordinates to be trembling, if he plotted against you and you showed fear, he would look down on you instead, insisting that you appear to be about the same IQ as him. His aura can satisfy him.

For example, Emperor Dexi couldn't get enough of Master Shi's behavior, even if he looked directly at Jun Yan in the hall, he would not blame him.

It was all because Emperor Dexi wanted to create a prosperous world where the monarch was strong and the ruler was strong.

"The young master is very good, but his eyes still can't see him. Now Lord Yan puts him and She'er together, so they can be good companions for each other." Jia Daihua said with a smile, "If your majesty misses your nephew, why don't you take him into the capital?" Come."

Emperor Dexi said, "Since the two children are together, they will be picked up together when the time comes. Concubine Yan also misses Ming Su very much, and wants to raise her under his lap."

"Absolutely not." Jia Daihua said sternly, "If the name is not right, the words will not be right. Although you and the empress feel sorry for the little son, but he is the blood of the abolished prince. He is raised under the empress's knees. It is inevitable that someone who cares will make a fuss. Although your majesty and ministers are not afraid of this, but they always have to spend their minds on dealing with it, it is better to spend on serious business if they have this kind of thought, the money brought from Jinling is only to meet the urgent needs of the state treasury, and the food and wages here are still tight."

"I'm just saying this, these few branches are good, break them off and give them to Ning Guogong, don't get up to thank you." Emperor Dexi pointed to a few lotus flowers, and said, "Prince Fei has already subdued the law, thinking that Mingsu is the blood of the Tian family, Also, Concubine Yan and Yu Li are in love, and I will give him a title."

Jia Daihua could only say "Your Majesty is wise, anyway, you are a nephew, so give me whatever you like."

He felt that this topic was not very safe, and when he wanted to switch to the lotus, Emperor Dexi said in a teasing tone, "Duke Rong and Yu Li are together, do you know?"

Very gossip.

"What did you say?" Jia Daihua thought he was hallucinating.

Emperor Dexi smiled even happier, "It's because you disciplined him too harshly on weekdays, so he naturally didn't dare to tell you about such things. He wrote a letter to me, asking me not to give him a marriage first. Concubine Yan was very angry I haven't eaten all day, if I hadn't stopped me, I would have gone to the south of the Yangtze River to use family law against Yu Li."

Jia Daihua was so angry that his chest hurt, and he had to kneel down to plead guilty, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my lack of manners."

"It's okay, Duke Rong did something wrong. For the time being, you should keep the old Hou Ye a secret. I can't stop the old Hou Ye's temper. If you don't mind, I will rush to Jinling for [-] miles." De Emperor Xi said, and ordered the palace servants nearby, "Give Ning Guogong two cups of mung bean soup, put more ice, and tell him to extinguish the fire."

Ning Guogong didn't just want to put out the fire, Ning Guogong wanted to kill people.

Double betrayal! ! !

Yan Yuli, that bastard, was usually close to him as a best friend, but ended up seducing his precious brother.

Emperor Dexi personally watched Jia Daihua drink two cups of iced mung bean soup before letting him go back.

Jia Daihua went out of the palace and returned to the mansion with a blank expression. As soon as he entered the study, he smashed all the things on the table, scaring all the staff who were waiting for him to death.

Never before has Ning Guogong made such a big fire.

Ning Guogong said with a cold face, "Write a letter to Jia Daishan and ask him if he still knows the principles of ethics and the difference between humans and animals. Send it over [-] li urgently."

"My lord, what is this?"

Why did he enter the palace, and began to call Rong Guogong with his first name and surname.

"Write another letter to Yan Lingyun." Jia Dai broke off a tube of wolf hair in his hand, "Write it right away!"

"...What to write to Lord Yan?"

"Tell him to die early."

"……Yes."

Ningguo Mansion's [-]-mile rush was not a joke. The two letters soon arrived in the hands of Jia Daishan and Yan Lingyun. Jia Daishan laughed, "Brother must be very angry."

Yan Lingyun also smiled after reading it, took a pen and wrote two strokes on the original letter, and handed it to Xiaopeng, "Just send it back like this."

What he wrote was, "I'm not going."

Jia Daihua didn't receive a reply until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the mooncakes in his hand were crushed, "Tell him to die!"

Shi Shi stopped him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about for a big festival?"

"Don't worry about the holidays." Jia Daihua wiped the moon cakes in his hands, took the cinnabar himself, wrote a huge handwritten letter and sent it to Yan Lingyun.

It is half as tall as Yan Lingyun, strong and powerful, and the pen penetrates the back of the paper.

Huge two words - "die"

Yan Lingyun was afraid that he would really piss off his good friend to death, so he didn't talk back anymore, and sent him the results of Jia Xiaoshe's calligraphy practice.

At first, it was just practice of strokes, and later it was complete words and simple verses. By the time Jia Xiaoshe could write a complete family letter to Jia Daihua, he had passed the filial piety of his mother.

Time flies, and three years are fleeting.

"I don't want to go back to the capital." The five-year-old Jia Xiaoshe is only more charming than before. He is taller than ordinary children.

Even Jia Daishan couldn't pick him up and throw him away, and he was holding Yan Lingyun's arm tightly at this moment.

Jia Xiaozheng is already three years old, and he doesn't speak as sharply as Jia Xiaoshe used to, but he is quite like pestering people. His brother hugged his arms, and he hugged his legs.

A few days ago, Emperor Dexi's imperial decree had been issued, and Ming Su was granted the title of Prince of Loyalty. He returned to Beijing immediately and temporarily lived in the palace until he became an adult.

There is another oral order, the eldest son of Duke Xuanrong enters the palace, and is accompanied by Prince Zhongyi to read.

The courtiers agreed that one was a living plaque of Emperor Dexi's benevolence and generosity, and the other was a hostage Jia Daishan left in the palace.

"At any rate, I'm with your elder brother Mingsu. If you are asked to accompany His Highness the Seventh Prince, wouldn't you cry even more?" Yan Lingyun patted his head, then picked up Jia Xiaozheng and hugged him on his lap, "Your father is going back to Beijing." Debriefing, I will go back with you. If you don't enter the palace, do you want brother Mingsu to suffer alone in the palace? What your father means is that Zheng'er should follow your uncle and aunt. If you stay in the capital, you will Take good care of your brother."

The newly appointed Prince Ming Su sat aside, waited for Jia Xiaoshe's coquetry to come to an end, and said, "What does Uncle want me to do?"

"Just do what you want. You don't have to keep a low profile, and you don't have to worry about me." Yan Lingyun said, "But uncle has something to ask you for help."

"You said."

"If you want to hit His Majesty the Seventh Highness, do it softly." Yan Lingyun said, "I heard that he is spoiled by His Majesty, and the concubine Yan can't subdue him."

The left and right are relatives and nephews, although Ming Su is more lovable, it is not good to see that their brothers are fighting too much.

"it is good."

Jia Xiaoshe added from the side, "If His Highness the Seventh Prince is not too aggressive, hit him lightly. If he goes too far, we won't guarantee it."

Very plausible.

Yan Lingyun pinched his face, "I got it, I got it, you little nagging."

As Jia Xiaoshe got older day by day and became more articulate, even Yan Lingyun couldn't speak well of him, he was too good at babbling.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, Jia Daishan took his two children on the boat back to Beijing. It took him a lot of effort to tear Jia Xiaoshe and Jia Xiaozheng, who were crying and hiccupping, from Yan Lingyun, who was half wet, and said helplessly, "Stop crying."

"Wow, Mr. Ping, it will take me a long time to study in Beijing this time, but the teacher has been re-elected as the prefect of Jinling and will stay in Jinling for three years."

"Wow!!" Although Jia Xiaozheng couldn't understand, it didn't stop him from crying.

It took three years for Jiangnan Style to become successful, not to mention Yan Lingyun, Jia Daishan did not move anywhere, and went back to Jinling to live a good life after returning to Beijing to report on his duties.

Therefore, he was not guilty at all, seeing that Jia Xiaoshe was still crying so badly, he directly handed him over to Ming Su, "Su'er should come, my words of being a father are useless."

Ming Su looked at him with disdain for a while with empty eyes, and replied, "Auntie, let's think about how to explain it to Ningguo Gong. Ningguo Gong sent letters scolding you in the past three years, and burning them can feed Jinling City for a winter. "

Of course, this is an exaggerated rhetorical technique, but Jia Daihua really scolded Jia Daishan a lot, so that Shi felt that Jia Daihua had premature menopause, and secretly made a lot of warming and heat-clearing medicine and food for him.

Jia Daishan hugged Jia Xiaozheng, who was short-handed and short-legged, and he was much more proficient than coaxing his eldest son, so he wouldn't shoot him out. After listening, he said, "You are really your uncle's nephew."

"That's right." Ming Su pinched Jia Xiaoshe's face, "If you cry again, I'll throw you down."

Jia Xiaoshe retaliated and wiped all the snot on his clothes.

"Huh...huh..." Jia Xiaozheng followed suit, turning around and blowing his nose on his father's lapel.

Walking against the wind, it took about a month to arrive in the capital. Jia Daihua picked him up personally, "Prince Loyalty has worked hard all the way, His Majesty allows you to rest in Ningguo Mansion for a few days before entering the palace to thank you."

"There is Lord Lao Ning." Ming Su was wearing a silver-white summer dress, and he already looked a little plump and handsome.

"Uncle!" Jia Xiaoshe, who was wearing the same clothes, rushed up to embrace Jia Daihua, raised his head, his face full of admiration, "She misses you so much! How are Auntie and Brother Jing?"

"It's all good." Jia Daihua was happy to see him, "Uncle misses you too. Is this Zheng'er?"

He looked at the baby in Jia Daishan's hands.

"Yes, brother, do you want to give him a hug?" Jia Daishan handed Jia Xiaozheng to him.

Jia Daihua didn't talk to him, but took Jia Xiaozheng away. Jia Xiaozheng had the characteristics of both the Jia family and the historian, not as delicate as Jia Xiaoshe, but somewhat heroic.

"Zheng'er, quickly call Uncle." Jia Xiaoshe tugged at his younger brother's short legs, and flaunted to Jia Daihua, "He's so good!"

The well-behaved Jia Xiaozheng looked at Jia Daihua's face curiously, then looked back at Jia Daishan, and found that the two looked alike, showing a sweet smile, "Hello, Uncle."

"Good boy." Jia Daihua hugged him and got into the carriage. Before he got home, he took out the meeting gift and gave it to him. It was an extremely exquisite jade lock. "May our Zheng'er grow up safely. Style tells people to do it."

Jia Xiaozheng seemed to understand, and kissed his face full of saliva.

Seeing that the atmosphere was quite harmonious, Jia Daishan breathed a sigh of relief. After meeting Shi in Ningguo Mansion, Shi urged the children to go to rest after lunch.

It is difficult for her to have an heir, so far Jia Xiaojing is the only one. Seeing these three children, she likes them very much, but also regrets that Ming Su can't see them, and she has to go to the palace as a hostage. She took his hand and said, "Your Highness, stay at home for a while." In a few days, everything has been packed for you, and when you enter the palace in the future, just tell me if you have anything to do, and I will often go in to see you."

"Madam, you're being polite." Ming Su put away his mean and gloomy face, "Madam treats me so well, Ming Su doesn't know how to repay her."

"Don't say anything about repaying or not repaying, just think that I am destined to be with His Highness."

The younger uncle, who is regarded as a real brother, is with his uncle, and I don't know if it is a fate or a sinful fate.

Seeing that the children were gone, Jia Daihua looked at Jia Daishan for the first time, "Come with me."

Shi Shi took the opportunity of tidying his clothes and wanted to persuade him, but Jia Daihua gently but firmly pushed him away, "Madam don't care about this matter, Madam has to go and see if the children are resting well."

"Yes." Shi Shi had no choice but to give Jia Daishan a self-seeking look.

The two brothers had nothing to say all the way, and when they entered the ancestral hall, Jia Daihua drove away the crowd, and slapped his hands, "Things that have no regard for human relations, are you borrowing the courage from the sky? How dare you do such a thing that ruins the family tradition?"

The anger was so great that even the rankings enshrined above would shake three times.

Jia Daishan opened his mouth to argue, but Jia Daihua slapped him again, "Rather than destroying the Jia family's reputation in your hands, I'd rather kill you today."

He struck so hard that Jia Daishan not only bit his mouth, but his left cheek was swollen so high at that time, he simply was a bachelor, he lifted his clothes and knelt in front of his ancestor, "If brother doesn't understand, just beat me to death."

A look of nonviolent noncooperation.

Jia Daihua immediately used violence, picked up the long knife that his uncle used to hang on the wall of the ancestral hall, and beat Jia Daishan severely with the handle of the knife.

The author has something to say: come here come

In the past two days, my aunt has had a backache and a stomachache, even less so, wait for me to breathe slowly =3=

Thank you Xueyelangyi for the landmines, okay?

Jia Daihua: You die, die, die!

Yan Lingyun: I won't go, I won't go, I won't go!