Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

When everyone was bewildered, Emperor Dejia stood up without hesitation, and even flicked his sleeves, leaving a concise and tormented word that was infinitely reminiscent - "Retire!"

The words with the emperor's anger floated in the huge Qianqing Palace. The old foxes were so frightened that cold sweat broke out on their backs. The few younger and timid officials who played at the beginning fainted from fright.

Under such a majestic majesty, in such a tense and suffocating atmosphere, Jia Amnesty couldn't help but go blank, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and silently rejoiced: "It's a good thing now Yes, yes, the head has not moved!"

Don't panic now!

I have done countless psychological constructions for myself, and in the end Jia She used the life-saving talisman-"I am Jia She, the cannon fodder of the Red Mansion. Now there is no opening in the Red Mansion, and I will definitely not die. Otherwise, I will be sorry to Dad Cao! The cannon fodder is too. You can have the aura of cannon fodder, the Jia family is so rich that it will become a pit in the red building!" After repeating it back and forth thirty times, I felt that my beating heart gradually became more regular.

Looking up at the empty dragon chair on Majesty Fang Dan in front of him, Jia Amnesty followed other courtiers who were in a trance, and exited the main hall of Qianqing Palace under Dai Quan's urging.

After leaving the main hall and walking to the square, the still-formed, dead-silent team suddenly buzzed.The ministers did not leave as usual, but all eyes were on Jia Amnesty.Quite a few people showed undisguised resentment—it was Jia She, the troublemaker!

The King of Beijing Jing grabbed Jia She's arm, and used his burly body to help others to block a lot of sight, and said in a vicious voice: "Jia Enhou, you bastard. Go, first go with the king to plead guilty." !"

After finishing speaking, the King of Beijing Jing did not wait for Jia She to make any response, and swept his eyes at Jia Jing, and then, like a parent who hates iron but not steel, he grabbed Jia She by the ear and went to the Nuan Pavilion, without any officialdom. Etiquette rules.

Feeling the weak pull, Jia Amnesty also knew that people had good intentions, so he followed in the footsteps of King Beijing.

As soon as the two left, Mu Shi glanced at Jia Jing and motioned for him to follow.The King of Beijing Jing obviously wants to play the family card, he feels... he can still continue to watch the excitement to the death!

Which side of his old Taishan is angry, he can't guess for sure, but the law does not blame the public!Rather than waiting here and suffering, it's better to have a good time!

From the corner of Jia Jing's eyes, he glanced at the princes with different expressions not far away, and lowered his voice a little: "Please trouble Brother Mu, I will come later."

"Ah."

Mu Shi nodded, feeling more calm.Jia Jing, not counting his peers, they didn't play much together, but his own father said that Jia Jing's intelligence was born, unlike them who were beaten up the day after tomorrow to remember the experience and lessons of their predecessors.Moreover, he was accompanied by the prince, and he was educated and brought up by the heir.Therefore, Jia Jingding has some tricks.

Seeing that the three of them had left, the officials who had previously attended Jia's house looked at each other and followed without hesitation.Before leaving, everyone looked at Jia Jing carefully.

Jia Jing didn't care about the gaze cast on him, and walked slowly towards the palace gate.

The ministers who stayed in the square were whispering in twos and threes: "..." What kind of development is this?

Seeing this, the second prince couldn't hold back any longer, and hurried to catch up with Jia Jing. His warm and jade-like face was as black as an inkstone at this moment, and he lowered his voice: "Jia Jing, what the hell are you doing? Father has gone to the Nuan Pavilion, just waiting for you to plead guilty." Woolen cloth!"

"You are not allowed to interfere in politics in the harem." Jia Jing glanced at the second prince beside him, his handsome face turned cold again, appearing unusually cruel: "And, second prince, you have grandsons, so don't look for your mother for nothing."

The second prince was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted angrily, but at least he remembered where he was now, and his voice lowered a bit: "Jia Jing, this king cares about the old friendship, but it is not enough for you to act recklessly. of."

—He really sent someone to deliver a message to his mother and concubine.

"Then do you know what building socialism is?"

Second Prince: "..."

It was rare for Jia Jing to let out a little bit of emotion, he gritted his teeth: "If this sentence is changed to serve the country, it will still be a bit decent."

"You..." The second prince suddenly felt that his heart was full of blessings, and with a flash of inspiration, he said angrily with certainty, "Are you plotting against me?"

"I would like to ask the imperial concubine to send a message to the abandoned palace before delivering the soup, pardon, pardon, and eliminate karma." Having said this, Jia Jing looked eastward.

Following people's line of sight, the second prince froze, his voice trembling with anger, "Jia Jing, are you crazy?"

When the crown prince is deposed, the East Palace becomes an abolished palace.In the past three years, even the palace people have been avoiding it, let his people bring a message?Does he look like someone seeking death?

"You are actually in a dilemma now. If you can suspect the boss, you can naturally suspect the second." Jia Jingyun said calmly: "I don't need to give examples of such historical facts. Instead of just betting, why not take a bet with me ? Success, although you can't win the championship, but if you lose, you will definitely have no worries about your children."

This remark was no less than thunder, the corner of the second prince's mouth twitched, and he moved closer to Jia Jing, trying to see a joking expression on the man's face, but Jia Jing seemed to be a veteran in meditation, neither sad nor happy.In an instant, the second prince's thousands of thoughts turned into one sentence, and he questioned very seriously: "Is this the tone of inviting me to cooperate?"

"I beat you up after all, why lie to you?"

Hearing the words, the second prince had a thoughtful expression on his face, and blurted out: "What about the elder brother?" People's hearts are changeable, especially those who have suffered a major change. Where does Jia Jing come from with the confidence to block the abolition of the prince? His temperament remains the same?He didn't even hide his edge, and his aura was more fierce than before.

"I don't know. That's why I have believed in it since three years ago. Because I believe it or not, as long as I believe it."

Second Prince: "..."

The second prince stared at Jia Jing, who was close at hand, and frowned. He was silent for only a moment, then turned his head and called his confidant inner prisoner, and whispered: "Laifu, stop Wang. Come on, find the concubine mother." Just say that I begged her to go to the abandoned palace to bring a word, pardon, pardon, and ask her to bring some soup along the way."

After finishing speaking, the second prince rubbed his hands, hooked the corners of his mouth, and faded away his dark face when he was thinking deeply, and smiled: "Now, do I want to pull you over and grab your ears like King Beijing?"

Jia Jing: "Prince Rui, you are a virtuous corporal, a gentle and refined prince."

"No, no, that's the case, how could this king listen to your one-sided words and cooperate with you?" The second prince couldn't hold back his imminent hand, looked at Jia Jing's ear with regret, and directly grabbed the man's arm, and said angrily: "Let's go!"

The crowd watching from afar silently raised their hands to cover their chests, while looking up at the sky.Today's changes are really too fast!

When the second prince dragged Jia Jing to the Nuan Pavilion, he saw that he was kneeling down.The first row is King Jing, Jia She and Ge Lao.And there is no open space behind them.So the second prince didn't mind it, and knelt down in the order of arrival, followed by the other courtiers present.

This kneeling is a full three sticks of incense time.

The second prince heard the eunuch's slender voice from behind, "The seventeenth prince, the eighteenth prince is here." He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then the sound of gloating that couldn't be concealed in the baby's voice sounded—

"Wow, what a spectacular scene. Seventeenth brother, are you all adults who didn't finish their homework and came to the board?"

"........."

Inside the room, Emperor Dejia glanced at the figure slowly walking towards the screen, and said expressionlessly: "Dai Quan, call those two bastards in first."

"Yes."

After teasing his youngest pair of twins for a while, Emperor De Jia ordered someone to summon the King of Beijing.After having a chat with someone and letting Dai Quan send him off in person, he summoned Jia Amnesty without haste.

Jia Amnesty wiped the dense beads of sweat on his forehead.Although he comforted himself with the red building in his heart, but after being outside for nearly an hour in the cold wind, and being stared at fiercely by dozens of eyes that looked like beasts hunting, he didn't pass out, so he was determined.

As soon as he entered, the warm air blowing towards his face dispelled some of the cold air, and Jia Shen's nose felt astringent.He wanted the air conditioner, and he also wanted Boss Tan.The incense burner in the emperor's warm pavilion wafts a faint scent of sandalwood.

"The humble minister Jia She kowtowed to the emperor."

Hearing the sound of the palace door closing slowly, Jia She's voice was quite hoarse, and he knelt on both knees, saluting and greeting.At the same time, relying on the sharpness honed by ghosts for three months, Jia She's heart tightened - Dai Quan sent the King of Beijing to leave the palace.In the huge palace, apart from the emperor's spies, there might be no palace servants.

In other words, the emperor cleared the field, and what he was going to talk about was probably a dream.

"Marquis Jia En," Emperor Dejia got up from the dragon chair, walked up to Jia She step by step, and looked down at Jia She.

Feeling the cloud over his head, Jia Amnesty hung his head obediently, not even daring to glance at the surroundings of the hall out of the corner of his eye, he only pinched his hands hidden in his noble robe.I have to say, I imagined the scene of meeting thousands of times, but when I met him, he...he, an uncle, couldn't help but want to ask Jia Zhen, where did I borrow the courage? Can I borrow some from him? ?

Still a little scared.

Seeing that Jia She was almost shivering and shivering like a little frozen cat, not at all showing off his mighty appearance as before, Emperor Dejia narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm surprised, what kind of society are you going to build?" Doctrine?"

After all, with a raised eyebrow, Emperor Dejia's eyes became sharper, and his whole body was full of majesty, forcing the air in the hall to seem to stagnate.

Jia She was startled, and stared at Emperor Dejia in disbelief.The emperor is too pretentious, why don't you just talk to him about your dreams?He hasn't said it in front of people... Wait, he seems like...

With a blank mind, Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, raised his hands and clenched his fists tightly, and pinched the tender flesh of his palms with his fingers to calm himself down—it's time to start talking nonsense in a serious manner, talking about actors' self-cultivation!

He knew that he couldn't keep the secret of rebirth and would die.Therefore, modern life is used to cover up the experience of the second half of the previous life.But I never thought that I would die, a great death!

Saying it out of the way at the Great Court Conference is no less than holding a press conference for yourself, and it's still from the court station!

I'm so tired, I'm dying again, piercing my heart · jpg

Is a witty amnesty ghost, akimbo · jpg

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I have confided my dream for the first time, perfect·jpg

But right now he couldn't say it without struggling.The attitude towards close brothers and emperors is different.

"If you go back to the emperor, your majesty... this, this... this, that... society..." Jia She's tongue was tied, and he hesitated, "It's Jia She's pardon..."

His name was drafted by Qin Tianjian, and it was decided by his father.Anyway, this amnesty can use poems and songs to compose various themes and make various reading comprehensions.

First, it is not easy for the heirs of the Jia family.His father, Jia Daishan, also practiced in a Taoist temple as a substitute. This forgiveness meant to ask God to forgive the murder.

Second, the year he was born coincided with his father defeating Rongdi and other grassland tribes, and Emperor Dejia pardoned the world.It is said that his grandfather was very prescient and begged the emperor to choose a suitable Jia surname from the word "Wen" for him.

Third, the surname Jia has a good meaning and is not easy to choose a name.Jia Amnesty, at least the homonym is simple and rough—if it is, it makes it impossible to get nicknames.Brackets, this is said to be his own father's request, there must be no way for anyone to come up with nicknames.

As far as he, Jia She, knows, there is a third source of his name.

But now no matter what, at least it can catch on to socialism, that's a good name!

Hearing this, Emperor De Jia expressed no expression on his face, and his voice was neither high nor low, and he repeated slowly, "Well, Jia Amnesty's pardon? Do you want to build your pardon doctrine together with my courtiers?"

At the end, De Jiadi's tone suddenly soared.This sound was extremely clear and loud in the huge palace.

"No no no no no!"

Jia Amnesty froze for a moment, and kowtowed, not daring to show any further restraint.

"Look at the emperor's enlightenment, little minister..." Jia She said with a weeping voice, "I said I was afraid of you, the emperor... If you don't believe me, I didn't have the guts to tell Brother Jing. I seem to have got something Qiyuan, I went to a place that seems like a paradise."

Emperor Dejia had no expression on his face, his voice was cold, but his eyes softened a little, "Really?"

"Yes."

Confiding to Mu Shi and Jia Zhen the antecedents of the dream—the death of his wife and eldest son, and the forced position of his mother—Jia She said familiarly, “I… Xu was in the dream, and the minister looked at Rongxi Hall. Thinking back to the scene when my father and grandfather were there, and thinking of my deceased eldest son Jia Hu, this dream is also realized with the eyes of a child."

Emperor Dejia still showed no emotion, and only let out a "huh".

This sound was like a gate, after the words fell, Jia She's words were like a torrent of flood, flowing along the wide open gate without hindrance.

"Your majesty, don't be too disrespectful, the entertainment life in this dream is too rich and colorful. Ge You lays down, brushes Weibo, plays games, reads novels and plays computer, just be a delicate boy. My favorite thing is the iPad, it's the computer! The small computer has everything in it. You can play games, the glory of the king, which is set in the Three Kingdoms, what kind of function is it that pays attention to hand speed, it is too difficult, I don’t like it, I just like Lianliankan. Find the same The pattern is connected just fine..."

As Jia She said, he couldn't help making gestures, "You may not understand what I'm saying, can you give me a pen, and I'll show you how to draw. I also learned how to draw emoticons. Many people like to use emoticons when chatting there. Pack it!"

"Wait!" Emperor De Jia's face was dark, and he interrupted Jia She's eloquence in a deep voice, but he was lacking in words, unable to let him introduce him similarly, and said coldly: "Apart from these things, what else did you dream about? "For example, what about the emperor?

"I dreamed of eating!" Jia Amnesty had long since lost her sentimentality, and instead said excitedly: "KFC, Golden Arches, these junk foods, if I'm not allowed to eat them, I'll love them even more!"

"Aside from eating?"

"And... and..." Jia She scratched his head, "Your Majesty, I think this dream of mine is very beautiful. I have everything to eat, drink and have fun. It would be great if I could live in such a world."

Emperor Dejia looked at the puzzled Jia She, and with a sense of helplessness from the bottom of his heart, he asked bluntly, "Haven't you ever thought of bumping into someone?"

This word, he can be regarded as a polite description!

After Emperor De Jia finished speaking, he was about to leave when he heard a scream, turned his eyes, and looked at Jia She with a knife in his eyes.Seeing Jia She's horrified face, he kowtowed again and again, looking extremely aggrieved, and the redness and swelling on his forehead was a bit dazzling.

"Just answer the question."

"Your Majesty, you..." Jia She said, as if flustered, with repeated words: "You...I...my minister, Your Majesty, you are the son of heaven, the power of the dragon shines on the earth, can you give me some protection? I just had a dream and realized it, and even deceived myself and others, why... so scary! Your Majesty, do you think I should go to see Master Yanhui of Guoqing Temple or Taoist Heyun of Qin Tianjian?"

"I'll find Brother Jing when I get back!"

"Crying and crying, do you look like a patriarch? I have a headache from being noisy. You go to the side hall and write down your dreams and everything you can recall." Emperor De Jia rubbed his forehead with his hand and ordered, "Ai Min, bring it over. Pass Huanglian over here, let’s take a look at the brain first.”

"Yes."

Jia Amnesty didn't even care about the strange father-in-law who helped him up, and he just thought of one question in a daze - what do you mean by looking at the brain first?

First look at the brain?

brain?

My brain has already passed your emperor's brain, do you know that? !

Emperor De Jia looked at Jia She as if he had lost all seven souls and was being led away in a daze, his eyes flickered.After sitting on the dragon chair for a while, he looked at the screen and asked, "How?"

After the words fell, a dignified Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes walked out of the screen, and after bowing down to salute, he said: "Returning to the saint, the poor Taoist can't see the evil spirits entering the body, but looking at Jia's amnesty, his fate has indeed changed. "

"Has the fate changed?" Emperor Dejia slowly repeated.

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