Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Mingjing gulped down the calming soup like a strong man, and then began to confess, "Actually, the business of the bookstore is not as good as before, so Xie'er suggested that our book can be the same as the one sold in Guangdong and Guangzhou, add some illustrations, and A painter was specially sent from Leizhou."

"Oh, what is the illustration?" Ming Su asked softly.

But seeing Ming Dasha's flushed face, he knew what illustrations it was without his answering.

Jia She knew him very well, knew that he was already in a hurry, got up and wanted to run, but was grabbed by the arm by the backhand, Ming Su's hand forcefully, expressionless, "Aren't you hungry, where are you going?"

Normally, Jia Daihua would definitely feel displeased because Ming Su taught their children a lesson, but he really didn't expect that his well-behaved nephew would do this kind of business in private, and he really deserves a serious punishment.

Only Old Master Shi noticed that when Jia Amnesty realized that he could not escape, he calmed down strangely, and his frowning brows and eyes slightly relaxed.

Although it was only an extremely subtle expression, Master Shi's ability to observe words and expressions in this world was unmatched by anyone, so he could see it.

This little guy must be hiding more than one thing from Ming Su.

Of course he wouldn't expose Jia She, he even taught Jia She how to deceive Ming Su, but unfortunately Jia She relied too much on Ming Su, so he didn't listen to him at all.

As the old master had expected, when Jia She found that he couldn't get free, he sat back down with a sad face, like a puppy that had been bullied, with ears and tail hanging down, and whimpering childishly.

Unmoved, Ming Su stuffed the chopsticks back into his hand, "Eat."

His subordinates still picked up the fishbone for him slowly.

Mingjing tentatively said, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, can I eat now?"

Ming Su said without raising his head, "Have you finished recruiting? I just want to eat, pigs are more diligent than you. Sanqi, show him the food."

The atmosphere was so depressing that Sanqi's voice lowered a lot, and she put a stack of colored paper with red lotus printed on it to Mingjing's hand, "Prince Liang, take a look at this, it was found by the old Hou Ye in the book sold by Jinjiang Bookstore. .”

"Ah?" Mingjing opened his mouth wide, he has been in the book business for several years, how could he not know the harm of these things, he hurriedly got up and said, "Your Majesty, I really don't know how this came about."

"Pigs are smarter than you, and your store has been tampered with, and you don't know anything about it. If the old Hou Ye didn't find out, how would you die?" Ming Su mocked him.

His words gave Lord Shi some new ideas, "Could it be for Prince Liang? Now His Majesty doesn't use much of the clan, so maybe someone wants to take Prince Liang under the knife and pull him off the horse. .”

One is to engage in cults, and the other is to engage in framing, so two conclusions have been drawn for the time being.

Ming Su nodded, thinking it made sense, put the fish in Jia She's bowl, and said, "Eat."

Jia Amnesty nodded, buried his head in hard work, not daring to say a word.

Old Master Shi suppressed a smile, and continued to talk about business, "Prince Liang, or who have you offended recently?"

The good prince, who is not as diligent as a pig and can eat more than a pig, yawned slowly in front of the persuasive old Hou Ye, and his expression became dull.

Jia Daihua took a sip of his wine and said ahead of Ming Su, "Prince Liang can sleep better than a pig."

"I don't know why, but suddenly I'm very sleepy, I'm sorry." Ming Jing yawned several times and burst into tears, obviously unable to continue to answer.

Ming Su glanced at Sanqi suddenly, "What soothing soup did you give him?"

Sanqi was trembling when he saw it, and he slapped himself, "Your Majesty, forgive me, the servant was afraid that the medicine would not be strong enough, so I took two doses."

Who knew that the potency of the medicine was too strong, Prince Liang not only soothed his mind after drinking it well, but was about to lose his mind.

"Forget it, let's procrastinate." Ming Su waved his hands impatiently, "Let's eat first, don't be in a hurry."

This meal was really wonderful, Mr. Shi felt that it was even more exciting than watching a play, even though Jia Daihua entered the palace full of anger, he was also in a good mood at the moment.

I haven't seen him for many years, but Jia Amnesty is still so funny.

It can be seen that the ancients said that it is not a lie to see the old at the age of three.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to see you off, the old minister and Ning Guogong are just together." Old Master Shi stopped Ming Su who wanted to see him off personally, "In the past, Ning Guogong always liked to wait outside the palace gate and sneak into the old minister's carriage. Give him a fair chance later."

Ning Guogong rolled his eyes.

Ming Su cupped his hands, "Lao Hou Ye and uncle are careful all the way."

Jia Daihua had already gone a few steps, turned around and called Ming Su, "Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Ming Su still stood where he was, "Is there anything else to do, Uncle?"

Jia Daihua said, "Really

If you want to hit, hit lightly. "

"I know." Ming Su laughed after hearing this. He has always had a gloomy face since he was a child, and sneers are more common. Smiling lightly and shallowly like this, against the backdrop of the majestic palace behind him, Xia There are few stars in Yeyue, and I only feel that the world is romantic, and he is all alone.

Tsk tsk, what an injustice, I don't know if the Yan family has any bloodlines of demon concubine.

Jia Daihua hadn't gone far when he heard Jia Amnesty begging for mercy in Qianyuan Hall, "I was wrong! Brother, I was really wrong! Aww!"

He and Lord Shi Laohou met their eyes, they couldn't help clapping their hands and laughing, startling a few perched birds.

That is to say, there was no one in the harem of Ming Su, otherwise these two would have been frightened out of order.

But Jia She in the hall was not so happy. He hid behind Luo Hantao like a cat, and was on guard against Ming Su rushing over to beat him, "I'm already 16 years old, what's the matter with printing a erotic picture?"

"It's nothing." Ming Su casually grabbed a jade ruyi, pointed at him and said, "You're already 16 years old, I'm competing with you, what's the matter?"

"Oh!" Jia She stepped on the couch with his shoes on, "Isn't it okay if I don't print anymore!"

"Get out, I know you're sixteen, you haven't done anything serious, you just do this all day long." Seeing that he still didn't move, Ming Su threatened, "I'll count to three, one to two..."

Jia Shen blinked, and before he could say anything, he aimed at him and rushed towards him. He was already standing tall, but the impact from top to bottom caused Ming Su to stagger and fall back to the ground.

Ming Su's waist was already bruised by him yesterday, but now his injuries are getting worse, the pain is so painful that he gasps.

Finally, this little bastard still has some conscience and knows how to protect the back of his head.

"Brother! Don't be angry anymore." Jia She pressed his shoulders and looked at him pitifully, as if he was the one who was hit, "I just don't want to print in the future, it's because we don't have money. The business in Leizhou seems to be doing well, just like in Beijing, barely making a loss."

Ming Su only got up a little bit, but was pushed back by him again, he couldn't even get angry, he looked like a salted fish, "Let me get up first."

I can't bear to beat him, and I can't bear to scold him, so I have to be like a salted fish.

His Majesty Xianyu thought to himself, he shouldn't let him practice martial arts.

It's still a good time for little Pixiu, with four short legs, he left with his arms in his arms.

If Jia She can get him up, it won't be Jia She, he still looks like a poor boy, "You promise not to be angry first."

"Heh, have you learned how to negotiate terms with me?" Ming Su pinched the itchy flesh on his waist, and said in a calm tone, "Mr. Rong, you are called the Assassin King Shajia."

Taking advantage of Jia She's fear of tickling and hiding, he pushed him away and got up.

"Slightly slightly." Jia Amnesty took a few steps back, clutching his waist, "Since my brother said that I don't do serious things, why don't I do this. Let me investigate this case. Something happened to my bookstore."

Ming Su's first reaction was that he was thinking of some crooked idea, looked this familiar yet unfamiliar young man up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what kind of demon do you want to be again."

Jia Amnesty was exposed by him, and he was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and looked cute, "If I find out, brother must let me kiss."

"Okay." Ming Su casually said perfunctorily, not knowing what the kid was up to.

Jia Amnesty paid much attention to it, leaned over and leaned on his shoulder and said, "Then we'll make a deal, it's a deal."

"Ah."

I don't usually see you young kiss.

"Oh, I used to be angry when I saw Master betting with other Xing Lords. Fortunately, he lost to Master, otherwise he would have really kissed him." Jia She changed back to the old address and sighed resentfully.

He was very close to Ming Su, and sprayed all his breath on Ming Su's ears in one breath. Ming Su didn't change his face and heartbeat, and pushed him away, "Who told you that you were a short boy at that time, you could only stick out your tongue to lick Humans, if you listen to my cultivation of human form sooner, you may have kissed me for 80 or [-] years."

Not to mention the little short guy has grown up, he can also make dirty tricks.

Jia Amnesty pushed him angrily, "Also called me short."

"I'm telling the truth. You weren't short at the time? It was only this long." Ming Su raised his hand and gestured, almost at an arm's length away, and emphasized, "It's short and fat, really. I'm afraid that even the scale armor can't cover you."

Jia Amnesty grabbed his hand and stretched it out, "It's not so short, it's almost like this, and I grew up a lot later."

"Tsk, you'll be a short boy when you grow up. Hiss!" Ming Su covered his face, and was bitten on the cheek by the little short boy.

"Hehehe, there is a seal, His Majesty may go to court tomorrow." Jia Amnesty ran away after biting.

Even if he didn't dare to come back at night, he spent the whole night in the side hall, but it didn't affect his good mood. When Li'er helped him get up the next day, Jia She was still smiling.

"Your Majesty seems to have something very happy." Li'er smiled, "This is a new material from Jiangning Weaving. Your Majesty specially ordered us to drive it out. It's the best to wear in summer."

I don't know whether Jiangning's weaving is particularly in line with Jia She's aesthetics, or their craftsmanship is indeed the best in the world. Jia She's clothing materials have been covered by them since he was a child.

Let's talk about this piece of gauze, as thin as a cicada's wing, cool to the touch, and the most important thing is that it is woven with silver thread to create a wild pattern, which is especially suitable for Jia She.

Jia She changed her clothes and allowed her to hang a white jade Pixiu around her waist, and her mood improved, "I won't have breakfast with my brother, I'm going out of the palace to investigate the case."

Li'er thought she had heard it wrong, and before she had time to ask, her elder son had already wandered out.

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