Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Jia Jing never thought that Jia She would still do such things at his current age, and was so disgusted that he grabbed him and said, "I will let you sleep with this quilt, and you will be three years old."

After speaking, he was a little afraid of Jia Amnesty, a little crybaby, and looked at him cautiously.

Everyone knows that Jia Amnesty has been wow-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah ever since he was unhappy.

"You're only three years old." Jia Amnesty tried to hold back tears, "You heal yourself, I have business to do."

"Go write a letter to His Majesty?" Jia Jing felt that he must have guessed right, but Jia Amnesty poked his injured leg angrily, "He is really going to do business."

He acted very lightly. Jia Jing thought about it calmly, and felt that writing letters to His Majesty might be regarded as a serious matter in Jia She's life, so he said very calmly, "Is it not a serious matter to write letters? Don't be so grown-up. For the elderly, it sounds like a girl, and I will put on a skirt for you."

"You only wear skirts." Jia Amnesty stood up angrily after being poked in his foot, "Then I'm leaving, hmph."

Yan Jingshan has been stationed at the border all the year round, and his children and grandchildren are far away from him. It was the first time he saw such a cute child. He rubbed Jia She's head, "Do you want to take a rest?"

"No, I've made an appointment to discuss business." Jia She blinked and said emphatically, "It's true."

"Well, really. I think you don't have many people with you. Do you want to send some people to you? If you are not used to it, just tell me. I'm afraid the food in the army is not to your liking." Yan Jingshan talked to him a lot It was a question, and his temper was so good that Jia Jing looked at him hotly. He had never seen this iron-masked general with such a pleasant appearance.

"I can eat anything, I'm not picky." Jia She not only allowed Yan Jingshan to touch his head, but also rubbed his palm, "On your territory, my few people are enough, and I'm pretty good at it. Then I'll go first."

The end of his speech is still habitually dragging upwards, and he can hear the childish voice in his ears.

Until Jia Amnesty came out (in Yan Jingshan's eyes), Yan Jingshan was still sighing with Jia Jing, "I never imagined that such a vicious Mr. Rong would give birth to such a cute grandson."

Jia Jing covered his head with a quilt, General, you will soon have a different understanding of cuteness.

And the well-behaved Jia Amnesty, accompanied by Xiao Lin and Jiang Ziyu, meets people in the pass.

Neiguan City in Juyongguan can be considered a bustling town, with all kinds of restaurants and shops. Jia She changed into an ordinary brocade and entered the best-selling Zonger Restaurant.

Chonger means boundless wind and moon, not only for the wine business, but also some Yingying Yanyans in the backyard for people to kill and have fun, and some Juyongguan soldiers will come here when they rest and take a bath.

"We're looking for Mr. Mu." Jia She rewarded Xiao Er with two pieces of silver, "Has he arrived yet?"

"Master Mu has arrived and is waiting in the private room upstairs. Dare I ask, are you Mr. Jiang?" Xiaoer took a peek at the shopkeeper, flipped his palm and took the broken silver into his arms.

Jia She pretended to be Jiang Ziyu's nephew, and smiled, "It's me, lead the way."

Naturally, the private room of the small wine shop in the border can't be compared with the capital city, but it is still clean and decorated with some grassland decorations, which has a special flavor.

"This is a Tatar rug, and it is woven with Tatar's favorite sun pattern." The wood master saw Jia Shenduo glanced at the hangings on the wall, and explained, "I just said I also found it fresh, so I asked the shopkeeper about it."

He is about 40 years old, and to put it bluntly, he has sharp-eared monkey cheeks, but the two guards standing beside him can be called heroic and sturdy.

"So that's how it is." Jia Amnesty took the first vacant seat, glanced at the two guards, "You told me a story, and I'll tell Master Mu a story as a thank you."

Master Mu seemed to pay him back, and also glanced at Jiang Ziyu who was sitting next to him.

Jia She served tea and said with a smile, "During the time of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao ordered Cui Yan to pretend to be him to receive the Huns' envoys, while he himself pretended to be a guard and stood by with a knife in hand. But the Huns' envoys said that Wei Wang's reputation was very good, and he died. A man with a sword in his head is a hero. Lord Mu, why don't you sit down?"

"Young Master Jiang is really good, but do you know what happened to that envoy later?" The guard on the left smiled and sat in the vacated seat, "Are you 15 years old?"

Jia She shook his head, "I'm eighteen this year, so I naturally know what will happen to that envoy, but I'm not on an envoy to a foreign country, and Lord Mu is not the king of Wei, just telling a story."

Master Mu obviously didn't believe in Jia She's age, but he didn't say anything more about it, "I still can't figure out one thing. The son of Rong Guogong arrived at Juyongguan with the first step, and the young master Jiang had business with me on the second step. So Is it a coincidence? There is no problem with this food, right?"

"Shh." Jia She made a silent gesture, "Since Mr. Mu is so cautious, I might as well tell you the truth, this time the food and grass for the army, apart from the allocation from the Ministry of Households, was also bought by the son of Duke Rong from my Jiang family. A large amount of grain hoarding, I came to Juyongguan this time because of this, otherwise I will ask Muye to meet in Shanxi."

"Today the grain and grass are leaving the customs. I also watched the excitement for a while. The young master is clearly the person who escorted the grain. Didn't he also learn from the king of Wei?"

"Of course you saw me, the son of Duke Rong who was spoiled and spoiled. I stayed in the car behind and went to the general's mansion to rest without showing my face." Jia Amnesty desperately ruined his reputation. As if he had inherited Jiang Ziyu's irritable temper, he threw down the teacup and said angrily, "Since you have no intention of doing business with me, you don't need to waste your time. The son of Rong Guogong is young and can't do anything, so I don't care about it." in the eyes."

Master Mu got up and grabbed him, his voice was as if coaxing a child, "It's just gossip, why are you so annoyed, what a child."

Jia She withdrew his hand in a whiz, becoming more and more annoyed, his almond eyes were about to burst into flames, and there was an unspeakable beauty between his brows.

Jiang Ziyu just jumped out at this time, and said calmly, "Although my nephew is young, he has already helped to take care of the family business. It is inevitable that he has a bit of a temper. Please take care of Master Mu, who doesn't want to buy us If we don’t have enough grain, we will leave first. This year’s harvest is bumper, although the grain is difficult to sell, but after a few years of farming, we can still earn a lot of money, and we don’t need your few taels of silver.”

Master Mu ignored Jiang Ziyu, and took a deep look at Jia Amnesty, "No wonder you have such a temper. It was my fault just now. I will apologize to you. You sit down first, so we can talk."

"That's about the same." Jia Amnesty sat back down again, his anger still lingering, "I want to pay more, or I won't sell it."

"It's fun for kids to play with their temper. I'll add [-]% to you because you're young." Mu Ye poured him a cup of tea, "It's my mistake to pour tea."

Jia Amnesty raised his teacup and splashed him in the face, "Don't give me the look of a child mole, fuck you."

He poured tea, scolded people, and walked away.

Xiao Lin hurriedly followed, Jiang Ziyu did not move, and calmly dragged the teapot to pour himself a glass of water, "Have you seen it? I said he is a small firecracker, but you don't believe me. There are also a few poses in the Chonger Winery , you don’t want to hit this little ancestor’s idea.”

"I've seen it." Master Mu smiled and wiped the water from his face, "Actually, if you want to take back the position of master, why bother to go around in such a big circle to play with him, why don't you give him to me to teach. You high-ranking families pay attention to etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, and he has been subdued under a man, even if the Jiang family protects him, he will not be able to live a good life, right?"

"I can't subdue this little ancestor. If you have the ability, just do it, and I won't interfere." Jiang Ziyu slowly drank a cup of tea, got up and went out and said, "He is currently living in the general's mansion. You can Good luck looking for opportunities."

Master Mu laughed, "Mr. Jiang is a real hero, just wait and see."

Jiang Ziyu left the Chong Er Restaurant, wandered around Neiguan City slowly, bought some minced meat biscuits and went back to coax Jia Amnesty.

The little ancestor is definitely going to blow his hair.

Jia Shen didn't just blow his hair, he almost washed the bald hand that was pulled by him. As he got older, he also understood how dirty some people looked at him. He washed No.18 With hands all over his hands, he said to Xiao Lin angrily, "When the matter is over, I will definitely chop off his claws!"

"It's all chopped up! All three legs are chopped off too!" Xiao Lin saw that his hands were red, and tried to persuade him, "If you wash it again, the blood will come out. It's really clean."

"You don't understand." Jia She smeared soap on it and washed it away, "Ah, it smells so good!"

Jiang Ziyu carried the biscuits into the door and was almost splashed in the water. He quickly turned to protect the biscuits, "Things are going better than we expected. He didn't have any doubts about me. It's just that you don't want to leave the general's mansion during this time, just go out. Also bring more people, if he is the identity we want, it will be too dangerous for you."

Jia Amnesty shook his hands, took the handkerchief from Xiao Lin and wiped his hands dry, "I am also convinced, what kind of fate is this, why do I always meet such nasty people."

Xiao Lin counted for him with his fingers, "Tsk, this is the number one. Fortunately, when you left Beijing, you went to Qingxu to pay homage to Sanqing. It's useless to cooperate."

Jiang Ziyu, as a cultural person, gave Jia She a few examples, "Perhaps what kind of Xi Shi Diao Chan's life, Yu Li is not as good as you to hook up."

"What's hooking up!" Jia Amnesty corrected him, "I'm just passively thanking you, so what does that idiot say?"

Jiang Ziyu stood a little further away, Fang repeated what Master Mu had said, Jia Amnesty hadn't responded yet, Xiao Lin wanted to raise a knife to kill this bastard, and thought about Ming Su's reaction divergently, "If His Majesty knows, he will be furious."

Although His Majesty didn't know, he was also furious at the moment.

"Send it back to the Marquis Baoling's mansion, and let the old Marquis have a look." Ming Su threw the booklet on the historian's second child to the ground, "The old Marquis is still here, and the title of Marquis Baoling is not the turn of others. call the shots."

Damn, there's something wrong with his brain, the second son of the historian actually helped Shi Cheng write a letter, and wanted the eldest son Shi Cheng to become the noble.

Not to mention the case of having a son-in-law, is there any way for the son-in-law to inherit the noble, and what is the way to transfer the noble with a loan.

It is true that Shi Cheng is the eldest grandson, so he is so sure that the title will fall on his own head.

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