Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

After sealing the big red envelope and sending the imperial physician away, Jia Jing went back to Jia Amnesty's room in a murderous spirit, but before he even entered the door, he heard a shriller scream—

"Murder my uncle! It hurts so much, let Ruyan come!"

"Ruyan dare not make a move, someone, hold it down! If you struggle again, you will never be able to take the medicine!"

"Take it lightly... I'm going to kill you!"

"Wow, Uncle, you really study hard? I can recognize 屮 and 艸, do you want to eat grass?"

"Jia Zhen! I'm sick, it hurts, take it easy... um..."

"........."

Jia Jing walked in with heavy steps, three steps at a time and two steps in parallel, and after a while, he had a clear view of the inner room.On the bed, his own son Jia Zhen looked like a bully who had successfully overpowered the king. He was sitting straddling Jia She, his hands seemed to be kneading dough, and he spread the ointment evenly on Jia She's face. It is indescribably arrogant.

As for Jia She, his face, which was already bruised and swollen like a pig's head, was now greasy again.These two layers of color are superimposed, like a pancake that has just been rolled in a pan.

Jia Jing, who had been frightened all afternoon, was so busy that he didn't even have a bite of dinner, was busy dealing with housework, and dealing with inquiries from all parties, he didn't want to use any good words to describe the two "culprits" in front of him.

Jia Amnesty had given up resisting at first. The burning pain at first was like pouring chili oil on his face, but this ointment is indeed the most effective medicine produced by the palace. After that, I feel a little ironed, which is quite comfortable.But when he saw Jia Jing, whose complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Jia Amnesty couldn't help but burst into tears.

In fact, he was still afraid of what happened that day.The peace of mind when seeing Tan Li is different from the peace of mind and peace of mind when seeing Jia Jing.

Moreover, he, Jia She, was not blind, now that the imperial doctor has left, the people staying in the house are either servants transferred by Jia Jing, or his own sons.When Jia Jing was just about to write a post-autumn account, he couldn't find a helper when he was beaten up.

Properly pre-emptive strikes.

"Brother!" Jia She called out affectionately from the bottom of his heart, then he raised his hand and struggled vigorously, possessed by a playful spirit, "Brother, help me! You won't be able to see your brother if you come one step too late... "

"Shut up, hold back your tears, you'll have to wipe the flowers again!" Jia Jing was not used to people at all, and said coldly, "Mr. Zhongyi, you don't want to try a second time like cutting pork with a blunt knife." Does it hurt?"

Jia Amnesty choked, hurriedly took out a handkerchief from Jia Zhen's arms, and wiped away tears.

Jia Zhen glanced at the aggressive Jia Jing, got off the bed timidly, stood up obediently, and persuaded cautiously: "Father, you are very angry. Besides, Uncle She is injured and still ill. Although he is beaten now, Save money on medicines. But let’s call them separately, let’s get someone to take care of their face first.”

"... I think both of you are owed! Isn't it long?" Jia Jing's eyes were light, but the bottom of his eyes was with distressing pain and fear, and hate iron too steel. Fine, isn't it?"

"What do you take Dengwen drum for?"

"You, Marquis Jia En, sooner or later you will die because you talk too much! Can you talk less and do more? Can you plan first when doing things? There are not many loyal ones, and they will distract all the servants as soon as they open their voices ? Do you know what the mob means? People follow the crowd!"

After finishing speaking, Jia Jing saw that the two of them seemed to open their mouths and wanted to say more, and shouted angrily: "I've cultivated my self-cultivation by you, you two are not comfortable being forced to die, aren't you?"

Hearing this, the two people being scolded, one was standing and the other was lying down, but they both drooped their heads and dared not speak a word.

Like those who grew up under their grandfather's knees, although they seldom go to Jinling and don't know the local language of Jinling, they can understand two or three sentences.This stupid is the meaning of cursing.Of course, this is not terrible, what is terrible is that once Jia Jing speaks in dialect, it can only show that Zhenzhen is so angry that his soul is out of his body.

You must know that after beating him from a brat to a noble son praised by everyone, it is a special outfit.

Jia She glanced at Jia Jing whose eye sockets were slightly red from the corner of his eye, felt a bit shy, and deliberately elongated his tone, trying his best to make his voice as normal as possible, so that people could not hear the hoarseness, and called out in a low voice, "Brother..."

"Shut up, it sounds awful, like a duck quacking." Jia Jing looked at the oily face, took a deep breath, and said expressionlessly, "Jia Amnesty, I heard you clearly. First, since you did , If you have made up your mind, then you must not regret it in the future, or we will turn out to be human inside and out.”

Jia She nodded hurriedly, stretched out his hand and swore, "Don't worry, it won't happen."

"Second, do your own things, take care of your body as soon as possible, deal with relatives and friends, handover and check family property, rectify private property, select and train servants, etc. No one can do these things for you, understand?"

"Third, I will inform the clan members to come to the ancestral hall tomorrow to separate the family. You will eventually give Jia Zheng [-]% of the family property."

"Brother!" Jia She raised his head abruptly when he heard this, his eyes widened in horror, he couldn't believe it: "He wants me to die too!"

Seeing that Jia Amnesty didn't show any sullenness or depression, instead he was only puzzled and angry at his actions, Jia Jing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this - he was still a silly brother.

Thinking of this, Jia Jing felt his heart softened a bit.Dejectedly, he faded away the anger all over his body, making himself look gentle and kind.

Facing Jia She's angry eyes that almost wrote "Don't Betray Me", Jia Jingyu asked earnestly, "Do you want money or trouble, and continue to linger with them to the end of the world?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhen, who originally wanted to speak, immediately blinked curiously and looked at Jia Jing.

Hearing this, Jia She froze and came back to his senses. His tone was aggrieved, "Of course I don't need money. But Jia Zheng is my younger brother, who is closer than you by blood. Something happened... bother me." If I'm dead, I can't escape not only legally, but also rationally. The emperor also said that family ugliness should not be publicized!"

The more he talked, the more wronged Jia She felt, and he stretched out his hand: "Brother..."

Jia Jing: "..."

Seeing that Jia She was looking at him eagerly, and stretched out his hands for a hug very familiarly, Jia Jing could only reach out and hug Jia She, besides lamenting that his younger brother was really stupid, and put his hand on the back of the man's neck, comforting him in a harmonious voice: " Don't cry, cry and ruin your clothes, it doesn't matter to me, you have to take medicine again."

Jia She burped sadly.

Jia Zhen, who was silently watching from the sidelines, suddenly stopped envious of the brotherhood, it was so miserable.

"How old are you, still hugging and rubbing against each other? Frivolous!" Even though Jia Jing said so, he still raised his hand and rubbed Jia She's head, along the soft and smooth hair, whispered a few words of comfort, and finally let go He sighed, and said solemnly: "From now on, I will look at Jia Zheng's family. I will not let them have the opportunity to become the weak point of Jia's family."

Hearing this, Jia She was startled, he no longer felt the sense of betrayal that gushed out at that moment, but instead felt a deep sense of guilt and uneasiness, and timidly said, "Brother, are you tired like this? Said to help you share the burden, and asked the crow to feed back..."

Jia Jing paused, and patted the back of Jia Amnesty's head earnestly: "Study hard in the future. If you really want to share the burden for me, then you can deal with clan affairs after the matter subsides."

—This head has never been injured, why is it just to deal with things in an emotional and extreme way, and the words are still so fresh and refined.

He is not old!

Don't think he doesn't know, Jia Amnesty, and he, who has a crooked elbow, said he is greasy, middle-aged and elderly.

Jia Amnesty nodded obediently.

Seeing this, Jia Jing smiled, and said a few more words of comfort, and finally glanced at the sandalwood skewer on Jia Amnesty's elbow, thought only for a moment, and walked Jia Zhen home with his hand.

"Father, Lian'er is still young, so I'm here to help my younger brother." Jia Zhen struggled, "I don't want to be picked up like a chicken, I can walk by myself! I have legs!"

"What's the use of having legs? Do you have any brains? The surname Tan, he said that if you raise a man, you will be a Taoist, and if you are a Taoist priest, you will be a Taoist priest? You also directly arranged for someone to live in the Ningfu Guest House?"

Knowing that she was being pinched because of this, Jia Zhen felt wronged by herself: "Father, I was helping Uncle She hide her beauty in the golden house. Uncle She has ups and downs all day, and seeing a beauty might make her feel better. How do you say that? Beautiful and delicious! I am the most loyal person in Dazhou."

"He told your fate?"

Jia Zhen, who was shouting, stopped abruptly, was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "But it should be a magic stick. I said something about reading for no reason, and there is nothing else to do."

"It's okay, I'm the father, I should thank you one or two." Jia Jing turned around and walked to the guest house.

He dragged Jia Zhen back because he was afraid that the inexplicable Tan Li would meet Jia Amnesty.Although Jia Amnesty didn't say anything, he also noticed that there was something different about this younger brother.

But even so, after all, he was the younger brother who beat up with one hand. He, Jia Jing, let the two have a private meeting without meeting first. Give arch.

Jia Jing felt that he was right. He stared at the dark room in front of him with squinting eyes. Hearing the servant beside him telling the guests that they had stopped half an hour ago, he couldn't help but burst into murderous aura.

Jia Zhen shook her goosebumps from being frightened, she didn't dare to play petty temper in front of her father, she followed the man obediently, and confessed that she had heard news from Dao when she entertained Tan Li.

"I came to save Uncle She, because besides making money, he discovered that Uncle She has a sandalwood bracelet. This bracelet has some spiritual energy, and he also has a bracelet..."

At this time, Tan Li, who was already in Jia She's room, suddenly felt a coldness coming from behind, but it was fleeting.

"Jia Amnesty, isn't it you who are mentally complaining and cursing me?" Tan Li frowned, and asked with a long face: "You ghost, can you stop being so coquettish and humming? I will come as soon as you are free." I visited you and brought a flower basket."

"Why did I curse you? Besides, I should." Jia She fiddled with the bracelet and was still angry: "Without this thing, I completely hold the audience."

After finishing speaking, Jia She glanced at the protruding figure beside the bed from the corner of his eye, lowered his voice, and worried: "Is your enchantment firm?"

"I should ask you this question. You learned the talisman class, and then you drew yourself an emoji of me as beautiful as a fairy to nourish your face and cure your illness?" Tan Li gritted his teeth.

He, Tan Li, was born with the ability to purify and concentrate, and he learned swordsmanship by himself the day after tomorrow.It can be said that it can make milk and provide one-stop service.Summoned Jia She, at first this ghost lost his memory and forgot how he died, and he had no fighting power.He tried his best to help the ghost arrange a career, and chose a gentle one.

The Talisman Sect is one of the orthodox Taoist sects, which can perform talisman prayers, eliminate disasters, cure diseases and eliminate plagues.

Then there is no more.

Holding his forehead, Tan Li couldn't bear to look at the three yellow papers on Jia She's chest.It's just that the Hu Ling painted in the emoji is just showing up, the most important thing is that this evil one is really useful.

You must know that even in the doomed world, the steps of drawing talismans are simplified and streamlined, but it still follows the saying that "if you don't know how to draw a talisman, you will make ghosts laugh; if you know how to draw a talisman, the ghosts will scream in shock".

That's why Jia Amnesty's perusal was so... indescribable and inexplicable that he was so shocked that ghosts and gods screamed!

"Grandpa Deng said that white cats and black cats are good cats that can catch mice. I have learned it before! I don't believe you, you idiot, you don't even know how to hide when the thunder disaster comes." Jia She said, "I still Add one more, let's do a careful calculation!"

After finishing speaking, Jia She quickly pasted the painted [I am dead, please burn the paper·jpg] on the bed curtain, and then raised his eyes to look at Tan Li who was sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed with an expressionless face.

Tan Li: "Do you think the barrier is solid?"

Jia Amnesty nodded, and was beaten up.

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