Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Ming Su stepped forward and grabbed Daoren Zhang with all his might, and said calmly, "You're not dreaming, wake up quickly."

The attack is so ruthless that even a dead person can be rescued by strangling.

Another aunt in the other world was forcibly woken up by Ming Su. He had a straightforward temper. He looked around, and when he saw the loving old father holding the little beast, he turned over and jumped off the bed, "What the hell is going on?" What's going on?"

Zhen Dahou was very embarrassed and explained the matter to him.

Zhang Daoren's eyes became hotter the more he listened, and he patted Jia Daishan's shoulder for the last time, "A divine beast is here! I didn't lie to you! Your son is indeed a man of great fortune! Who the hell can give birth to Pixiu!"

Jia Daishan pushed him away in disgust, "Don't disturb my son."

"However, how can you be sure that he is a Pixiu?" Taoist Zhang touched the antler-like antler on Jia Xiaoshe's head, "There are many mythical beasts in the literature that look similar, always with a dragon head and a dragon tail."

Jia Daishan thought about it, and lowered his head and asked his son gently, "Xie'er, are you Pixiu?"

Jia Xiaoshe nodded seriously, "Oh! (I'm Pixiu!)"

Zhen Dahou was afraid that they would not understand, so he helped to translate, "Brother means that he is a Pixiu. In fact, you can tell by looking at his ass."

As we all know, Pixiu can only go in and out, there is no fart.

Although Zhang Daoren was excited, he was not so stupid as to pick up his son's little butt, he bent down to untie his whisk from Zhen Dahou's legs, "Please give me a ride, I will help the temple master tomorrow morning." It sells noodles."

Qingxuguan has recently been developing a sideline business, and has launched a series of catering, such as Sanqing noodles and Poria cakes, which are used to generate income.

Ming Su secretly took a few glances at Taoist Zhang, and felt that this little Taoist's luck was a bit stronger than Jia Daishan's. He was afraid that he was destined to be a fairy, so he went straight to the point and said, "I wonder if the Taoist priest is interested in going to Qin Tianjian? "

"Didn't Qin Tianjian find a woman who can understand the gods? I've done the math, and it doesn't match her, so it's okay."

"I've already run away." Ming Su said lightly, covering up many things in between.

Daoren Zhang is naturally a smart man, so he shook his fly whisk after hearing this, "Buddha of Infinite Life, you don't have to be polite about poor people, you don't need to be an official position, please double your salary."

Jia Xiaoshe yawned lazily in his father's arms. After playing with Ming Su for a long time in the afternoon, he started to feel sleepy now.

Jia Daishan kicked Daoren Zhang, "Get lost, don't disturb my son's sleep."

My son is a brave man, how can we not let him sleep well.

Ming Su patted Jia Xiaoshe's head at last, "Then you follow your father and be obedient, I'll go back to the capital first, and let Dahouxiaohou deliver a letter to me if I have something to do, so don't sneak here."

Such a small one, what if it falls from the sky?

He also left Jia Daishan all the medicines prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, and told Jia Daishan to change the medicines for Gun Gun.

Jia Xiaoshe reluctantly licked his face for a long time before he was willing to let him go. He lay on Jia Daishan's shoulder and bid farewell to Mingsu crying.

When Ming Su landed on the ground, it was almost midnight, and the head of the palace, Sanqi, was almost in a hurry, afraid that something might happen to their Majesty, but fortunately, he finally came back, followed by a handsome Taoist priest.

Sanqi smiled, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, how will the Taoist priest be arranged?"

"Just find a room for him and he will go to Qin Tianjian tomorrow." Ming Su didn't explain much.

Thinking of Ji Qing who disappeared out of thin air in the room, San Qi shrank his shoulders, secretly speculating in his heart that their Majesty must have used unknown means or secret weapons to execute Miss Ji privately.

You must serve His Majesty well, otherwise you will not know how you died.

Ming Su looked at him speechlessly, wondering what he was thinking again.

That night, the father and son squeezed into the same bed, and Jia Xiaozheng slept very well when he pardoned Pixiu, leaning against Jia Xiaozheng's arms in a circle, but Jia Xiaozheng was so happy that he hugged his brother all night so excited. Did not sleep well.

Jia Xiaoshe was sleepy at first, but when he really fell asleep, he found himself floating in a pink mist, and a voice asked him softly, "Do you want to be a man or a Pixiu?"

The voice was male or female, old or young, dumb or clear, but I couldn't distinguish anything when I listened intently, as if the words were poured directly into my heart

"I've heard of you. You told me that my brother would recover." Jia Xiaoshe said, "You also told me that my brother would..."

"Hush! Get lost, don't leak the secret, don't tell it." The voice sounded very soft and sweet at the moment, more like Jia Xiaoshe's own voice

Yin, "I'll give you a choice. Do you want to be a Pixiu or a human being? If you are a Pixiu, you can attract wealth by grasping all directions of wealth."

Almost like coaxing.

Jia Xiaoshe blurted out almost without struggling, "I want to be a human being!"

"Oh." The voice sighed, "Don't regret it."

"I don't regret it, I want to be with my brother like a human being." Jia Xiaoshe said seriously, "I don't want to be a Pixiu anymore."

"it is good."

At dawn the next day, Jia Xiaozheng, who had just fallen asleep in a daze, felt that the Five Elements Mountain was pressing on his body. He was the monkey grandson who was crushed by the Tathagata Buddha, and he woke up with fright.

Where is Wuzhishan? It is clearly his elder brother who is getting fatter with long arms and legs.

Jia Xiaoshe was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that he had turned back into a human again, and when he felt Jia Xiaozheng pushing him, he obediently rolled to the side and let his brother out from under the Five Elements Mountain.

Jia Xiaozheng touched his face, it was still soft, not at all like the touch of the scales yesterday, "It has changed back, anyway, no matter what it looks like, I like my brother the most."

Jia Daishan had already woken up, and was about to touch Jia Xiaoshe's hands and feet to see if he had really changed back, when he heard the voice of his youngest son.

The Jia family is usually controlled by younger brothers, and Jia Xiaozheng is simply the younger brother of conscience.

The three of them, the father and son, rarely got up in bed, and slept until noon. Jia Xiaoshe was putting on his clothes and confessing to his father how he had sneaked away, when he heard Ye Qinglu outside screaming loudly at the time of beheading. Those who really want to beheaded are even more miserable.

"What's the matter?" Jia Xiaoshe put on the other sleeve and hurried out, "Are you going to die?"

"No, something happened to the Yinfang." Ye Qinglu said anxiously, "A few of our printing plates were stolen last night, and the third volume of Strange Anecdotes on the Sea was also stolen."

Typesetting is a very important part. In this way, the fruits of labor are almost handed over. The other party can sell them as long as they take the board and print it. Moreover, it is the first batch, and they have no time to make the second batch.

Unexpectedly, after listening to this, Jia Xiaoshe slowly revealed a smile, "Good steal."

"Ah? Are you stupid?" Ye Qinglu reached out to touch his forehead, "It's not hot, you don't have a fever."

Jia Xiaoshe dragged him to sit in the yard, motioned to the servants to have breakfast here, and then said, "The boards in Yinfang are all fake, I knew Chen Li was unreliable, wait for them to open it and have a look." , you will find that those boards are all broken and useless."

Ye Qinglu was shocked, "Why don't I know?"

"What's the difference between telling you and telling the whole world." Jia Xiaoshe complained, "If you don't keep secrets, you will lose your ministers, if you don't keep secrets, you will lose your body, and if you don't keep secrets, you will be harmed. Only I know about this kind of thing." it's the best."

Ye Qinglu digested it for a long time, and finally said frankly, "I don't understand."

Wanting to find Mr. Ping to give him extra lessons, Jia Xiaoshe suddenly felt that he was really a cultured brave.

Jia Xiaozheng squeezed between them, and explained to him with a smile, "It means that if you don't keep it secret, you will die, understand?"

"Oh, then don't tell me, I don't even believe in myself." Ye Qinglu said honestly, when she saw Jia Daishan coming out, she hurriedly got up and saluted, "I have seen Duke Rong."

Rong Guogong also wanted to sit between him and Jia She, so Ye Qinglu had to move a seat further down, "Then don't worry about it now?"

Jia Xiaoshe said, "Report to the officials! Then let the bookstore notify those who are urging the third volume. The board of the third volume has been stolen, and we are already rushing to make it."

When it comes to hype, Ye Qinglu is almost at the top ten level of the Imperial College, he immediately understood, "We must let the other party feel that what is stolen is authentic, and we can just take this opportunity to whet their appetite."

"Exactly, it can be said that the board has been stolen even with other words, and the current one may be out of print." Jia Xiaoshe bragged for a long time, stuffed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, and was about to speak again when he heard Jia Daishan say, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, this is not a study, eat well."

"Yes." Jia Xiaoshe winked at his father obediently, his father didn't dislike him as a brave man, and still loved him so much, he must be obedient.

And Jia Gungun's obedient way was to ignore his father's order not to let him go out, and followed Ye Qinglu to sneak out through the corner door.

They have an interview job today. Although the story brought by Jia Xiaoshe and Jia Xiaoshe Jingcheng is selling well, they can't just expect Mr. Ping to write a book to support the entire bookstore, so they have to recruit some people to write it. new book.

The interview location was in an academy in Leizhou. The academy was not doing well and was about to close down, but the location was good. It was on the seaside, and the sea view from the windows was very good. Jia Xiaoshe bought this academy and prepared it for the new recruit. Writers use.

Leizhou does not respect reading, and there are not many scholars in the city, but after hearing how well the rewards are for writing books, even those who can only write their own names also come.

The boss said that he can't write it. It can be said that if you tell it wonderfully, we can buy your story alone, and there will be money.

Jia Xiaoshe grew taller again, wearing a black round-neck gown with a wide belt, the waist is part waist and legs part legs, very eye-catching, Ye Qinglu couldn't help but take a few more glances, "You're still too thin."

"Next!" Jia Xiaoshe turned a deaf ear and called out to himself.

A blond girl walked in, wearing precious jewelry on her head, a small jacket with narrow sleeves, and a short knife inlaid with gold and treasures on her waist.

Ye Qinglu immediately stood up.

The author has something to say: Jia Xiaoshe: Is there any cure for my disease?

Author: Intermittent pixiu disease, there is no cure, throw it away

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