Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Seeing Jia Amnesty's expression of "I'm going to cry again" on Jia She's face, Tan Li took a deep breath.This is also a ghost, human, and demon that collapses the three views of demons, in short, unknown creatures!

Of course, it was he, Tan Li, who identified him as the little Taoist couple after adulthood.

Thinking of this thought, Tan Li felt as if countless termites were gnawing on the tree trunk, it was extremely painful.There are three more years!But then he remembered the legal circumvention clause, and he couldn't help but slow down his agitation. His eyes were full of joy, and he looked softly at Emperor Dejia who was sitting above him.

Clearing his throat, Tan Li looked solemn, trying to explain the steps needed to curse a person from a professional perspective.

"Your majesty, even the well-known witchcraft..."

"To shut up!"

Hearing the witchcraft that made people, especially the royals, talk about the witchcraft, Emperor Dejia took a deep breath, "Tan Li, I asked you to do scientific research, but you haven't read the history books in detail? If you have read the history books, then you should know what can and cannot be said!"

"But good advice hurts the ear and good deeds..."

Looking at Tan Li, who was in the emoticon mode of a concubine who wanted to speak harshly, and Jia She looked at Emperor Dejia, who was panting and burning with anger, he felt inexplicably warm and happy!

Not to mention the emperor's status, a person's anger can be radiated without holding it in, which is good for the body. If you hold it back, you may have depression.As for the emperor, even though he was so angry right now, he still opened the window to speak frankly and confessed his feelings, which also proved from the side that he was still willing to trust and protect the Jia family.

And it was because of him that Tan Li deliberately provoked the emperor's anger.

For this reason, they all humbled and bowed their knees.

You must know that Tan Li is a modern socialist demon, the boss of modern plant demons, and an uncrowned emperor.Regardless of mortals or Taoists, they are all pampered, and they have never been scolded like this.

Jia Amnesty bit her lower lip hard, remembering this affection in the bottom of her heart with the slightest pain, and while making up her mind, she opened her mouth to pull the emperor's gunfire: "Your Majesty, I have something to play, this..."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Emperor Dejia let out a burst of anger, but also knew enough was enough.Especially with Jia Jing next to him for comparison, I felt inexplicably at ease.

He is an emperor, even if the Jia family is ambitious in the future and learns from Qin Shihuang's burning of books and burying Confucianism, but he cannot change that at this moment, he is an emperor.

All words and deeds are taken for granted.

He is right!

Think about it, maintaining a good relationship now, there is a capable Jia Jing, who can fuck his son Long if he has nothing to do, and an unknown but stubborn and capable Tan Li, and there is another one in case one day he is killed by the censor. The doctor was angry, and he let go of Jia Amnesty, who can piss people off.

Think about it, he is the emperor, there is absolutely no need to force the Jia family back.

Think about it, he is the emperor...

Emperor Dejia suddenly had a hint of anger in his eyes, and he shook his sleeves angrily, "Do you think you are all like you Lord Taiping? I have to rush back to court! I have been emperor for 49 years, and I have never missed a day of court. !” This prosperous age of balance was created by him with his people!

Jia Amnesty silently closed his mouth and respectfully respected him.In addition to being ill, Emperor Dejia did not seem to have missed the court in his memory.

Tan Li also looked at Emperor De Jia in surprise.

"Jia Amnesty, show me the detailed plan of the department you suggested earlier!" Emperor Dejia ordered, "Tan Li, Yanhui, you have guarded the Guoqing Temple for me. Jia Jing, Come back to court with me."

"Your Majesty, a humble minister is also a marquis, and has the qualifications..."

"Are you planning to draw a talisman for me in Qianqing Palace?" Emperor De Jia rolled his eyes at Jia She, with deep disgust, "Do you still remember two months ago when you kept saying you believed in your father?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance." Upon hearing this, Jia Amnesty met Jia Jing's eyes, and of course he was not ignorant, so he kowtowed earnestly on the spot and made a big salute to express his gratitude.

"En." Seeing this, Emperor De Jia waved his sleeves in satisfaction and left.But before leaving, he wandered to the next room, looked at the sleeping dragon, watched Jia Jing tuck the quilt for the dragon, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then looked at the sleeping dragon, silent for a while , leaned over and raised his hands to rub the dragon's horns, and then quietly watched the dragon seem to be disturbed impatiently, waved his claws, the dragon's head burrowed into the bed, and continued to sleep, his mind went blank, and he couldn't help it Then, "You can't even wake up after such a large movement? What about alertness?"

"Isn't the legendary dragon's horn the most sensitive part of the dragon?" Emperor Dejia seriously emphasized, "I flicked it while he was sleeping, it's no less than an assassin pinching my neck .”

Jia Jing was powerless, and pulled down the quilt with all his strength, hoping to let the dragon show his head, and said: "This brat won't even know if his butt is burned when he falls asleep. He just changed in appearance, but he is still a treasure in his heart. Come on, let's take a ride." Handle, this head is stuffy in the bed, if something gets into the nose, it will be bad."

Hearing this, Emperor Dejia was inexplicably melancholy, "I'm really sorry. In the future, when others praise me as the real dragon emperor, such a stupid dragon will appear in my mind. It's so heartbreaking."

Jia Jing: "..."

Jia Zhen, who buried her head in the bed, changed her position again, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep completely peacefully.Just to put it bluntly, he coaxed the elders to give up.Especially the experience gained from staying up late and reading scripts.

His father couldn't even recognize him, so he was afraid that his stuffy nose would cause asthma.

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After seeing off Emperor De Jia and his party, Jia She rested his chin and watched Tan Li praying for the souls of the wronged soul together with all the masters. Even if he could only see a side face at the moment, he was extremely handsome.

Squeezing his palms, Jia She recalled the warmth of holding hands, and felt his heart beat faster.

It seems to be getting more and more excited.

Jia Amnesty scratched his head, put his chin on his cheek and gave a smirk.

With the motivation to support the family, Jia She wrote the Taoist management methods, and he was also particularly motivated.In modern times, there are non-human bureaus, and the monster bureaus are just branches.

However, compared to modern society, they are all well-run departments, and now there is no need to subdivide them into any order or category, it is simpler, divided into three major departments: human, demon, and ghost.

Yes, maybe there are good ghosts!

He Jia She is a ghost, of course he has to fight for three points of rights and status for the ghost!

The purpose of the department is naturally to eradicate crooked ways and live in harmony.

The way to manage is...

Here, the more Jia She writes, the more excited he becomes, his thoughts spring up, and he writes like a god.But except for Guoqing Temple, the entire capital was almost sleepless all night, and many places were brightly lit.

The common people, especially those who believe in Buddhism, are extremely excited, preparing tools for offering incense, and striving to come to worship Buddha early in the morning.They could all see clearly that it was the real dragon descending at Guoqing Temple!Hurry up and pray, please bless!

Therefore, compared with the civil and military officials who had to go to court, the common people were the first to rush to Guoqing Temple except the emperor.And some villages near Guoqing Temple came earlier than the emperor and his party.It's just that they were stopped by the monks and the forbidden army.

Although the people who were stopped first were not very happy, they were still very honest. Some of them simply laid the floor outside and waited for the next day to catch up.But as the belly of the oriental fish gradually turned white, wave after wave of pilgrims came.Knowing that the emperor and all the civil and military officials had come, the gate of the Guoqing Temple was closed and still prevented them from entering, and some people became excited, "The emperor has seen it, and the dignitaries have seen it, why don't you let it go?" Shall we offer incense?"

"Isn't my Buddha merciful and saving all living beings?"

"........."

Tan Li was a little pale after casting the spell and praying to send away all the dead souls, not to mention Master Yanhui and others, all of them looked tired, as if they could be blown away by the wind.Especially Master Yanhui, who was the first to take the lead with his disciples to guard the front. Although he was not corroded by the evil spirit, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries.After another night of tossing and tossing, the eyelids have already glued up and down.If he hadn't held on to the last bit of strength and waited for the imperial decree from the inner city, he might have passed out already.

The imperial doctors who were left behind by Emperor Dejia carefully examined the pulse, not daring to make a sound, lest they disturb everyone's rest.In the silence, there was an urgent voice mixed with Chen Feng, "The host is not good, something big happened, more and more pilgrims came to visit outside, and they couldn't be appeased, and some of them gathered together to make a scene. Wu The monks couldn't stop it, the mountain gate was about to open."

As soon as the mountain gate is opened, not to mention other places in Guoqing Temple, the current ruins of the Fangsheng Pond will be exposed to people at once, and people will be fearful when the time comes.

Just as they were reporting, another person came, "The hosting is not good, some of them started to climb in!"

"Wh...cough cough..." Master Yanhui was startled when he heard the words, and opened his eyes all of a sudden, with a trace of compassion in his bloodshot eyes: "No...no...it's not that the offering will start after three days of?"

With Jia Jing and the others present, public opinion has been clearly considered.Three days is enough time for the emperor and ministers to unify their opinions, and it is also enough for the people to give an explanation.Otherwise, what are you praying for.

You can't make a lotus stand, throw the dragon up, and let thousands of people watch him turn over to sleep and tear the quilt with his claws, right?

In one night, Jia Zhennalong had torn three quilts!

"Could it be that evil snake in the middle?" At the end, Master Yanhui gritted his teeth and spoke with great hope.

Jia She's complexion darkened. Although he didn't sleep all night, he was mostly in high spirits.Unlike Tan Li and the others, they really worked hard all night without sleep.Nowadays, people who should have a good rest and recharge their batteries, how can they work hard because of some external things.And this kind of thing, even if there is no such thing as the snake, the keyboard warriors are still indispensable.

It is useless to suppress it with violence and force, it is better to divide it.

Inadvertently, Jia She felt that the inexplicably golden backs appeared in front of his eyes again.

"Taiyi, relying on the accompanying magic weapon alone, we are enough to dominate the prehistoric world. Who dares to underestimate our brother? But such a dominance is not a real hero in the eyes of Brother Wei."

"The real hero should hold up a sky for the weak."

"Weak? Brother, are you right?"

"If my emperor succeeds in establishing the order of the prehistoric weak, wouldn't that prove that we are strong?"

"Xie'er, guarding the border for my father is for the purpose of guarding the country, just to resist foreign enemies. Not for the so-called title of general. I have been eating sand for five or six years, and my body is full of scars. In terms of power, I am not as good as your father and me. Will be reincarnated."

"..."

The words in the ears, and the image in the mind seem to cover and overlap little by little, Jia Amnesty can only feel that the blood in his whole body is boiling.

He, Jia She, could be a playboy in the Taiping period, dressed in fancy clothes, folding a fan in one hand, and slipping a birdcage in the other, fighting cocks and running dogs all day long, a fool with a lot of money, the eldest son of a landlord's family.

It can also be a problem with the country, and rush over without hesitation to be human bombs, medicines, and bags.

No, explosives, explosives, and bags are still too miserable to die.

He, Jia She, is a good-looking ghost.

All of a sudden, passion and reason were slightly intertwined. Jia She made up his mind, and for the first time in his life, he recommended himself and asked Ying: "Master, let me handle this matter."

At the same time, Daoist Luo, who received the news from the Guoqing Temple, sneered, "These foolish people don't need me to take action. But if that's the case, let's find a way to stir up the flames, lure the dragon out, and see what happens. "