Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Ming Su sat on the golden palace, still a little bit in a trance, didn't know what he dreamed about last night, didn't sleep well all night, woke up and couldn't remember what he dreamed about.

When he got up, Sanqi also set him a table of meals to clear the fire and relieve heat.

"The son of Rong Guo arrested the envoy of Siris for no reason, and I hope that His Majesty will punish him as soon as possible, so as to calm the heart of the envoy."

It was not Li Fanyuan, who was in charge of diplomatic work full-time, who spoke for the mission, but King Jing of Beijing, who had already been pointed at by gunpoint.

"Prince Bei Jing, do you hold back your grudge that the crown prince arrested your chief historian and found out what you did?" Ming Su suppressed a yawn, his face became more and more ugly, "Show them everything."

Several pieces of evidence were circulated back and forth below, and everyone reacted differently. Prince Yi Mingsong's heart was also tense, and he couldn't help thinking about Mingsu's reaction.

Ming Su is the same as usual, with a cold dead face, no direction can be seen.

Seeing the colored paper with red lotus printed on it, King Bei Jing didn't know why, "I don't know what your Majesty means?"

"You ordered the Chief Historian to confuse the crowd in the capital, and I want to ask what you mean." Ming Su raised his hand, "Take down King Jing, since you have a good relationship with the embassy, ​​let's go to the prison together to continue making friends. This case was handed over to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple to investigate the inside and outside of the red lotus, I don't want to see a red lotus saint who saves all sentient beings."

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple suddenly came to work and hurriedly went out to express his determination, "I will definitely live up to your majesty's high expectations."

"Regarding everything about this case, you just need to report it to me alone. Shut up." Ming Su's last three words were very meaningful. on them.

In fact, Ming Su was afraid of involving that idiot at home, and Shaoqing of Dali Temple is not a fool. Once Jia Amnesty is found out, if he talks about it in the court, the idiot will be in trouble.

The son of Rong Guogong has not been back to Beijing for a month, and he has successively attacked the Seris Mission, which is quite famous in Beijing in recent years, and the King of Beijing Jing, who is known for his gentleness and low-key. What they have in common is their popularity.

A group of people couldn't help but secretly speculate whether what Jia Amnesty meant was His Majesty's meaning. Could it be that His Majesty has long noticed such a small trick of wooing and is displeased?

Jia Amnesty really didn't mean that. He caught Sevia because he was jealous, and part of the reason why he hated King Beijing Jing was also because he was jealous. He read all the papers that King Beijing Jing sent up on weekdays. He didn't have any serious business. They were all concerned about Ming Su's worship. Ming Su's nonsense.

After writing and writing for several years, isn't it that I have a crush on my brother?

"The king of Beijing Jing must have such a dog's mind, shameless." Jia She angrily stuffed a big mouthful of meat, "Eh? Why does the roe deer meat taste different today?"

"My son, there are no fresh roe deer these days. This is venison, is it okay for you to eat it?" Sanqi squeezed Li'er away and asked with a smile, "If you like it, let them cook some more for lunch Roast venison."

"It's not bad." Jia She felt that roe deer and deer were similar in appearance, "Then let's make one together."

Sanqi immediately smiled like a flower.

Ming Su was lazy for a few days, and was dragged to the Imperial Study Room to discuss matters when he went to court. He even ate a working meal for lunch, and finally sent him away. His Majesty the Emperor felt that he couldn't open his eyes. temple."

The deity is going to take a nap.

Someone was already lying on the dragon bed in the inner hall, and Jia She was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, Sanqi whispered, "Your Majesty got up early and continued to sleep after eating, and the servant woke up and ate a little at lunch, but he was still sleepy." It was very good, and I lay down again after eating. By the way, the venison was cooked well today, and the prince gave a reward to the small kitchen."

The summary is to eat and sleep, sleep and eat.

"I'm afraid it's not a little pig." Ming Su bent down and pinched Jia She's nose, and was willing to let go after being hit by the little pig.

Jia Amnesty was woken up, and pouted for a while unhappy, and when he vaguely saw that it was Ming Su, he hugged the quilt and moved inside, "Brother came back so late, it's been several days."

I was so sleepy that I thought it was already night.

Sanqi served Ming Su to take off the dragon robe, feeling crazy in his heart hehehe, while changing his clothes for him, his voice was like a mosquito, "The things are in the box next to the bed."

"roll."

Sanqi happily rolled away.

When Ming Su was lying down, Jia She consciously stuck him up as a pillow, muttering something he didn't understand, and would yelp like a puppy from time to time.

Asleep and asleep, Ming Su sensed that something was wrong, the little fool next to him was getting hotter and hotter, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the ice basin across the room made people shiver when they came in. It's just covered with a quilt, why is it still so hot?

"Uncomfortable." Jia She moaned and rubbed against him.

Ming Su originally wanted Sanqi to roll in, but when he saw that his face was flushed with unusual beauty, he immediately changed his mind and didn't want to let the outsider

People see Gun Gun like this.

"Get lost?" He touched Jia Amnesty's face, "What's wrong?"

Jia Amnesty frowned and shook his head, "I don't know."

"Be obedient, tell me what's uncomfortable?" Ming Su put his hands down his neck, coaxing in a low voice.

"I really don't know." Jia Amnesty opened his eyes, and there was already a moving water in his almond eyes, "Brother?"

Ming Su hesitated a bit, and slowly leaned over, but Jia She didn't hesitate at all, suddenly bent the corner of his mouth, pressed his shoulder hard, and pressed Ming Su under him through the quilt.

"If I know, how will brother plan to help me?"

"what do you know?"

"What's wrong?" Jia She looked down at him with a smile on his face, "Brother blushed."

Ming Su's always indifferent face was indeed stained red, like a branch of peach blossoms facing water, shining brightly, but he was not shy, he was angry.

Being deceived by Jia She's acting skills several times, Ming Su especially wanted to eat Pixiu meat at this moment.

He opened his mouth to call out, but Jia She covered his mouth, and Jia She said, "Brother asked Sanqi to make venison for me?"

After all, he was the owner of the bookstore who had seen Xiao Huang X before, so he didn't realize it at the time, but he remembered the venison thing later.

"Fart!" Ming Su was so angry that he swears, "Get out of here if you have nothing to do!"

"It's something, I didn't lie to you, it's really uncomfortable." Jia She pursed his lips, and leaned on his shoulder pitifully, "If you don't believe me, touch it."

"Don't pretend to be pitiful to this deity, get out if you have something to do." Ming Su pinched the back of his neck to push him away.

Jia She just looked at him blindly, like an innocent and ignorant cub.

Ming Su was really fucking soft-hearted back then, and regretted letting Jia Daishan take this thing to Guangdong and Guangzhou. His uncle taught it by himself, and even the purest Pixiu was taught to him by his mother.

He wouldn't admit that he couldn't tell when Jia She was real and when he was acting.

"Close your eyes." He said in self-defeating, "Close!"

Jia Amnesty rubbed his neck and said softly, "Brother is the best."

His Majesty the Emperor slept until dark during this afternoon nap, and he was more tired than not sleeping at all.

Sanqi heard the movement, trotted in, and before he had time to show his courtesy, he heard His Majesty the Emperor say, "Go to the Laundry Bureau to wash clothes for half a month."

"what?"

"The son is young, who asked you to serve him venison?"

Seeing his appearance, Sanqi seemed really annoyed, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "It's all the servant's fault. The servant only thought that the son loves to eat wild game, but he didn't take into account that the son is just young."

When Ming Su heard the words Fang Gang, he wished he could wash his clothes for ten years, and said with restraint, "Prepare water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes." Sanqi peeked at the bed with the remaining courage, "The wound medicine is also in the box."

Jia Amnesty hugged the quilt and was in good spirits. After hearing this, he went to look through the box, "Hey, which bottle is it? Brother, I'll give you a medicine."

"Don't be hypocritical." Ming Su's right hand was slightly bruised just now, which shows how hard this heartless thing is.

Sanqi's heart was turbulent, he didn't know how he got out, Li'er kindly helped him up, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing." Sanqi waved his hand, "Li'er."

"You said."

"You really can't tell what you look like."

"what??"

After this afternoon nap, Ming Su didn't talk to Jia She for a full seven days, even though Jia She was smacking around and pretending to be pitiful, Ming Su was invincible and just ignored him.

"Now I can't tell which of Shizi's words is true and which is false, so I just don't listen to it or believe it." This was the last sentence Ming Su and Jia She said.

Jia Amnesty was not in a hurry, he ate and slept all day long, looking at the accounts of Huangzhuang. He was very sensitive to numbers, and he could check the accounts without using an abacus. pile.

Ming Su passed by occasionally, took a look, and finally couldn't bear it anymore on the eighth day, "Who told you to bring the ledger to the bed!"

"Brother is willing to talk to me." Jia She smiled, "Doesn't it show that I have worked hard day and night?"

"Take your account book and go to the side hall."

"I'm not going!"

"roll."

"You've been chaotic and abandoned! You're Chen Shimei!" Jia Amnesty stood up on the bed and confronted Ming Su, "Why do you keep telling me to get lost! Can't you talk properly!"

Ming Su rubbed her forehead, a little suspicious that she was the one who was tricked and calculated, "Sit down, stop arguing, I have a headache."

Jia Amnesty turned his face faster than a book, and immediately leaned over, "Brother has a headache, how about I press it for you?"

"up to you."

The Pixiu raised by oneself can only be punished by itself.

August Mid-Autumn Festival, a good day for family reunion.

Jia Daishan's mysterious daughter has finally arrived.

Calculated by time, it was actually not far from the time when Jia She set off from Leizhou, less than half a month later.

"My father made this decision very hastily." Jia Amnesty and Jia Jing were waiting at the gate of the capital to pick him up. The guards came to report, and within about half an hour, they both arrived.

"Maybe Master Yan is pushing you hard? Uncle has no choice but to send his daughter to the capital." Jia Jing said, "If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. Hey! Why are you pushing me!"

Jia She pursed her lips and said, "Don't talk about the teacher. If it's really an illegitimate daughter raised outside, it's my father's fault. What should I do? I feel like I'm going to lose my father."

"Then what should I do?" Jia Jing was also a little anxious, "Then we still expect Mrs. Yan to have a child?"

The carriage of Rongguo Mansion was escorted by a group of guards and slowly approached. Jia Amnesty and Jia Jing rode up to meet him. Jia Jing said, "My sister has worked hard all the way, and the family is settled."

The car curtain moved, revealing half of the hibiscus face that was still childish, and the almond eyes that were exactly the same as those of the two brothers blinked lightly, "Are you my elder brothers?"

Jia Jing opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time, "Yes."

Oh my god, why is my sister so beautiful! ! !

Jia Amnesty's first reaction was - what the hell, the teacher really knows how to have children, why didn't you tell Zheng'er and me when you had your third child.

The clean and clear almond eyes are unique to the Jia family, but the nose and mouth are exactly the same as Yan Lingyun's, combined together, they are painted like a girl.

It can be called a beautiful face.

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival =3=

No car, he's not an adult, no sleep