Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

I took Jia Zhen for a meal, and Jia Zhen had a breakfast. After listening to the news of Zulong and his party, he didn't care about it all night. We still have to be single-minded in our work, first resolve the main conflict. And after you finish your meal, you can continue to work on the chief director's work, and the Longevity Festival is only three days away." After finishing speaking, Jia She went straight to Dali Temple.

In addition to looking at his own saplings, he also waited to see if the arbitrary door could be used, and sent a message to Nan'an County King.And then he had to explain the problem of wave curls to his brother Jing, he really just dropped by...

It's busy just thinking about it.

As for the saint...

Before Jia Amnesty left, he paused for a while, glanced in the direction of the guest house, raised his eyes to the sky, and curled his mouth.

He didn't arbitrarily arrange the important levels yesterday, because the world of Red Mansions has been guaranteed by the law of heaven. As long as we serve the people well, we will be prosperous and prosperous.

Outside the examination room that year, the Uncle Inheritance that Jia Zhen spoke of explained clearly.

So it is best for the saint not to intervene, otherwise he will offend the way of heaven.

Letting out a breath slowly, Jia She quickened his pace and headed towards Dali Temple.

Looking at the back of Jia Amnesty going away, Jia Zhen rubbed her face and walked slowly to the guest courtyard with her hands behind her back.Looking at the row of saints sitting upright, he went straight to his target saint, "Isn't it the Supreme Lord?"

I looked at the smiling Jia Zhen with surprise, and nodded.

They were all divided into the lower realm, and before he descended to the lower realm, he remembered the saint version of the transformation meter, and took a gourd of elixir from the Tushita Palace as a gift, but they were still discussing countermeasures. came first.

"He looks so kind and kind at first glance, just like the legendary Santa Claus." Jia Zhen smiled, "Do you want me to tell you about Uncle? If you want, come with me, just you. Mine The party still lacks a grandpa who gives blessings."

After finishing speaking, Jia Zhen stretched out her hand to pull Lao Tzu.

Lao Tzu was silent for a moment, but he still stood up, "Fellow Taoists, let's go and have a look."

"It's not good for you to continue sitting around," Jia Zhen circled around the saints with different expressions, and said, "My uncle and the others definitely don't have time to pay attention to you. It's Wanshou Festival soon, and I'm busy too. I'm the chief director." Well, I'm not interested in why you came here, but who told you that you are all my uncle's former Taoist friends? As juniors, we still understand the basic manners. If you want to go out to play or something, just tell the housekeeper. "

"But a reminder, none of you have a position to ask us to do anything. You should clearly distinguish between love and duty."

Even if Jia She's attitude was like this yesterday, after all, the emperor in the world still speaks in an official tone, and his words are still beautiful, but now that Jia Zhen speaks, it is more heartbreaking than Zulong, but in reality, they also There are no words to say the word Jia Zhen.

After all, Jia Zhen has not found the dragon tendons so far.

How to tell the dragon?

After Jia Zhen finished speaking, regardless of the reaction of other sages, she pulled Lao Tzu, very curious and full of hope: "Old gentleman, can you make chocolate? My uncle said that hundreds of years later, the elixir in TV dramas will be Mai Lisu. Will Mai Lisu do it?"

"..." Lao Tzu took a deep breath, met those dark eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

"Really? Grandpa Laojun." Jia Zhen changed her words in an instant, "Grandpa, I'm still very talkative, let's go to the imperial dining room in the palace! Let me tell you, my party is short of a dessert table. "

I was in a daze: "Sweet...dessert table?"

After being dragged and dragged into the palace by Jia Zhen, I still haven't recovered, but when I turned around, I saw Jia Zhen looking at him brightly, beside him there was a group of tender yellow "little yellow chickens" "The little princes and dragon grandchildren in robes.The princes and grandchildren surrounded Jia Zhen, and they also held their chins together, looking at Lao Tzu curiously, their eyes brightened one by one, like a nest of chicks poking their heads out.

How similar this scene is.

He had also been to Tanggu back then, that Tanggu was far away from the East China Sea, and the little three-legged golden crow living on a hibiscus tree looked down at strangers with curious eyes...

Lao Tzu's hand holding Fuchen clenched Fuchen uncontrollably. He was the one who stopped his third younger brother back then, because letting nature take its course, doing nothing is his way, God's will.

"Brother Zhen, this grandpa who sent blessings looks good, but he can't stand on the stage." Shiba disliked, "Look, just the few of us are trembling and so nervous. When we are in front of the emperor, Civil and military officials, in front of the envoys of various countries, don’t you have to pee in fear?”

"Kids, don't talk nonsense, he is very powerful," Jia Zhen tugged Shiba's sleeves, "Have you read "Journey to the West", he is the Taishang Laojun, there are many elixir."

"Brother Zhen, did you find the magic stick from Tianqiao? Did you get cheated?" Shi Qi shook his head, turned his head and whispered to his younger brother: "Let's look for it elsewhere, Big Brother Zhen always likes to look at faces. Yes, get some embroidered pillows."

"You!" Jia Zhen stood up and pulled Lao Tzu's sleeves: "Old man, you quickly perform a show, so that they who have never seen the world will open their eyes. Mai Lisu!"

"Tangtang..." The little Huang's great-grandson who had been with Jia Zhen for a long time simply swayed and hugged Lao Tzu's thigh, raised his head and said in a childish voice, "Mai...Mai Tangtang."

"No show, grandpa, it looks good."

"Send it to the emperor's grandfather."

"........."

The threesome who were still strolling around the palace: "..."

"I'm refining Mai Lisu?" Zu Long's mouth twitched, "What kind of development is this?"

"Have you forgotten the transformation plan of the saint version back then?" Lu Ya shifted his gaze from Jia Zhen to the group of little princes and dragon grandchildren, a smile flashed in his eyes, "If you offend anyone, don't offend anyone, people become ruthless Really cruel. This kind of scene is more exciting than the reenactment of the original sun shooting scene. Tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for people to see. Especially those who saw the destruction with their own eyes."

Zu Long listened with horror, "Is this designed by Jia Jing?"

Houtu raised his finger and pointed at Emperor Dejia who was standing at the door of the imperial dining room.

Zu Long suddenly realized: "Do you want to say that he is still a child, don't beat the child if it is a big festival?"

"It doesn't look like it." Lu Ya shook his head, raised his hand and hissed on his lips, "Sure enough, I secretly watched the excitement."

The three of them looked over and saw that Emperor Dejia entered the room and after a few greetings, he changed the subject, licking his face and asking about Tongtian and Taiyi's past.

Three people: "..."

Lao Tzu also looked at Emperor Dejia in surprise.

Emperor De Jia rubbed his head, with a helpless expression: "Saint, what, we people basically persuade peace and not persuade division. If such a son is created, then it is considered as having no feelings, that is, respecting each other as a guest for a lifetime. But if there is such a mortal hatred of killing the father, in a family like ours, either the wife kills the husband and lets the children be the masters of the house, or the husband kills the wife and children, remarries and regenerates, and of course the children are simply killed. There are also those of my father and mother, things like this are too common in the royal family."

Lao Tzu looked at Emperor De Jia blankly, but he couldn't deny that this happened in the history of the human race, especially the royal family.

"Then Jia amnesty, you are another one who practiced the way of the emperor." Emperor Dejia was worried: "As human beings, we are afraid that the gods will fight and harm the fish in the pond, so when I heard you are here, I, no... I just licked my face and came over. , I just want to ask about their past, so that I can persuade Jia to pardon."

"Father, don't slander my uncle, my uncle is very polite, and he still remembers to get someone to bring food and drink." Jia Zhen heard this and said angrily: "He is busy closing the case now, how can he have time to pay attention to it? "

"Didn't you listen to your uncle's nonsense, taking advantage of your illness to kill you? Now, don't take advantage of his busy handling of the case, and settle this in advance, and wait for him to recover," Emperor De Jia said with a blank expression, "I You still want to live a few more years, so you go too. You also think for me, think about your uncle, because of you, he has become a fire-breathing bird. If it is his turn, won't the mountains fall apart? What if? The little Golden Crow is gone, the sun in the sky is gone, what do you want me to do?"

Emperor De Jia patted Jia Zhen on the forehead, "Do you think everyone is just like you, lacking in roots? Who hasn't fully recalled the past? Or a seedling in thousands of acres, everyone loves you and pets you? What about him?"

The old man grasped the whisk more and more tightly.

"Stop talking, my uncle is so miserable." Even though Jia Zhen knew it was a routine, she couldn't help but her eyes turned red when she heard the words. Year."

Jia She and Tan Li Qiqi sneezed in Dali Temple.

"Brother, are you making trouble in my name?" Jia Amnesty rubbed his nose and glanced at Jia Jing.

Jia Jing, who was talking about the discovery of chemistry in the refining of short knives, raised his head, glanced at Jia Amnesty, and turned his eyes: "Why, does my heart hurt?"

"How can that be?" Jia She said in a deep voice, "I'm so embarrassed to kill people myself. We are all old acquaintances involved, all kinds of grievances, and what if my boss Tan threatens me? What if we stage a farewell? Why don't you go out and let him understand why the flowers are so red."

Hearing this, Tan Li felt a little unbelievable, but as a monster, a monster who wanted to chase the little Golden Crow, he still wanted to show his determination to go through ups and downs together.

"Jia She, I am..."

"It's a demon who worships the demon emperor." Jia She patted Tan Li's chest with an expression I understood: "I know you would stand behind Lu Ya without hesitation, but..."

Tan Li felt that Jia She didn't understand what he was going to say at all, so he emphasized forcefully: "Let's carry it together..."

"No, I want to say that you are partial to science." In terms of promoting the development of science and technology in mathematics, physics and chemistry, I must respect Brother and the others!This is something that drives the times.

Tan Li was dumbfounded, and a little aggrieved: "I am worthy of learning the word "Bayao."

"Yeah," Jia Amnesty nodded without hesitation, emphasizing seriously: "But they are gods of learning."

Tan Li silently glanced at Jia Jing, bowed his head silently, "That's right. But we can learn together."

At the end, Tan Li looked at Jia Amnesty with fixed eyes.

Jia She took a step back and looked directly at Tan Li. Seeing Tan Li staying up all night and getting tired, with bloodshot eyes, he held the man's hand and said very seriously, "Tan Li, I didn't think about it." Backing down and escaping, that's not my style, it's just a saint to me, I really don't care."

"The time in the past has long passed, regrets are useless, I, Jia She, seem to be able to be reborn again, but the moment I was reborn, the red building was already a brand new red building, and my so-called prophet was useless at all. "

"So, I want to join hands with you, not to face the sage, instead of entangled in the past, but to seize the time to close the case as soon as possible, we have to go back to Humen through any door, continue to eat and sleep in the open, after finishing the case, I want to go to Yangzhou to see Lian'er , we brought Lian'er back to celebrate your birthday..."

Jia Amnesty wrapped his arms around Tan Li, hugged him tightly, put his chin directly on Tan Li's shoulder, sniffed vigorously, then buried his head in his neck, feeling extremely depressed: "There are still six months. When we finish poppy and poppy and come back, it's almost time for everyone to celebrate their birthdays together. And what about that by the way."

Tan Li pointed out almost without hesitation, "Although I am still at the poverty level, once I grow up and become a man, I can still support you by selling some lobular red sandalwood. I can't afford an imperial mansion, but I can buy a yard in Dongcheng to propose a marriage. There is still money."

"I'm also considered a civil servant with a house and a car, and a steady stream of gold mines. I'm considered a gold stock among potential stocks."

"Don't ask for a marriage proposal, just skip our marriage."

"........."

Jia Jing clasped his fists and chest, silently looked at Jia She and Tan Li, loving each other, loving each other, left the interrogation room silently, raised his hand and asked the yamen servants for pens and paper, made a seal, and wrote eight large characters —Underage love, turn on a light.