Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

In the end, Jia Jing did not have a meeting with Tan Li. He leaned on the threshold and looked at the row of trees outside his study.In the blink of an eye, there were still a few withered and yellow trees, but today, with the howling cold wind blowing, they have all fallen clean.Now the bare branches carry the depression and chilling air unique to winter.

But everyone knows that as long as the spring returns to the earth, it will continue to germinate and grow leaves, turning green little by little, clusters gather together again, and the luxuriant ones become a paradise for summer cicadas.

Whether it is a tree or a home, it is normal for things to decline from prosperity to prosperity.

He raised his hand and stroked the last fallen leaf. When the fingertips touched, it was slightly rough and cold in winter. It was not as smooth as a fine brocade, but Jia Jing felt that he couldn't put it down at this moment. , stroking over and over again, as if touching his heart that was about to move after hearing so many scary news.

The world is all for profit, except for those who are born with a holy heart, who love the country and save the people, no man can resist the words power and desire.

What is the first assistant?

Why should he, Jia Jing, be content to be subordinated to others?Beware of calculating everything all the time?

But in the end...

Jia Jing's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and the purple face blown by the cold wind stared at Jia Zhen who was running happily not far away, and Jia Shen's rare stuttering words sounded in his ears unexpectedly—

"After you became a filial piety, you became a monk... closed the door and didn't see you... begged on your knees... your temperament changed drastically... the relationship between father and son was cold, Xichun was born, and sister-in-law died. You didn't explain the reason, and the relationship between father and son completely broke down."

Like a blunt knife grinding a piece of meat, it hurts but there is nothing to do.

Jia Jing's eyes flickered, but his slender hands, which were slightly bruised from being exposed, slowly let go, watching the leaves suddenly drift away with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

"Success or failure turns heads empty, and the green mountains are still mountains." Jia Jing thought in his heart, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said helplessly: "How old are you, can you calm down?"

—Compared to power and desire, he wants to personally seize the group of people behind the scenes who dare to steal the luck of the Jia family, who dare to treat his Jia family as pawns, and drive a wedge between their father and son.

If it is a ghost, kill a ghost, if it is a god, then kill the god!

Unaware of the murderous look in Jia Jing's eyes, Jia Zhen raised the boxing score in her hand and patted her chest, "Father, I came here specially to ask you about boxing techniques. I really know how to take the initiative to learn. This is not calm yet." ?”

"Can you hold on for a month?"

"Of course." Jia Zhen smiled flatteringly, "Father, after I persevere, it will be the end of the year and there will be a lot of exciting things going on, shall we go out and have fun?"

"Father, not only me, but mother hasn't been out for a long time."

"father."

"……see your performance."

"I knew you were the best, Daddy!" Satisfied, Jia Zhen supported Jia Jing's arm, "It's windy outside, Daddy, and you look good when you enter the house, and you're still warm."

Jia Jing smiled, looked at his son who was still the same as before and was not affected by the resignation, raised his hand and rubbed Jia Zhen's head, with a sense of helplessness and pampering, "You, when will you grow up."

He hopes that the child will be calm, but he will never allow anyone to backfire.

There were two flowers blooming, one for each, the father and son in Ning Mansion were happy and happy at the moment, while in Rong Mansion, Jia She, who was driven back, was very sad and sighed, very sad.

"Brother Jing is really sharp, and hits the nail on the head. Boss Tan, do you think I can eat walnuts to nourish my brain?" Jia She not only worried when eating, but also had to chat with Tan Li at night.

The enchantment is still fixed on the bed.

After listening to Jia She's narration, Tan Li looked at the man's drooping head, thought about it, and persuaded him gently, "You still have some talent."

"Such as?"

"Know how to use what you learn." Xu said that Jia She's eyes were too bright when he suddenly raised his eyes, so bright that people couldn't bear to make fun of them. Tan Li seriously thought about Jia She's advantages, and firmly cited examples Come to praise: "Use the working method to allocate how to eat food and when to eat it. Use the Tomato APP to time it, and do eye exercises on time..."

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty: "Okay, don't hurt me."

"It's not hurting you." Tan Li's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he explained patiently: "I just want to tell you about one thing. If you care about it, you will be very self-disciplined. Even if it is a ghost, you have to make an appointment to go to the whole body." Whiten and shave your legs. But if you don’t care, the world will fall, and you won’t care.”

"I just want to say, how good this... this kind of heart can be used on the righteous way." Tan Li said at the end, with infinite melancholy.In three months, the money Jia Sheguang spent on skin care and beauty makeup is enough for other demons in Beijing to buy a flat.

That is to say, he has a good prototype and sawdust can be counted as money, so he is so rich and powerful.

"But what is being right?"

After all, he has returned to the world he is familiar with, and now he is waiting for the enchantment on his bed, and he has told Jia Jing everything truthfully. I began to realize that I was a ghost, a ghost in a book, and felt uneasy.

Gaining confidence, Jia Amnesty spoke more bluntly, and looked at Tan Li with his dark eyes.It was rare to confide in someone, Jia She said: "Boss Tan, have you ever fought Ji San or heard the war song "Killing"? You modern people will ask what is good and what is evil. I... I know you because I look at your expression." I haven't heard of an old man with no nightlife, let me sing it for you."

After finishing speaking, Jia She hurriedly cleared his throat and began to sing regardless of Tan Li's attitude.In modern times, he is Maiba, but he likes to sing.

【"...Laughing at the demons through the ages, the winner is true, and the loser is false... Even though I am full of sins, I will never be afraid... Stop killing with killing, and slaughter a true one...Blood stained mountains and rivers for one The world is flawless.]

In the narrow enchantment, there are blood-boiling and exciting fighting songs.Tan Li quietly looked at Jia She, who was immersed in singing, his eyes completely dimmed.

As Jia Amnesty's host, he has actually heard it sung several times.Sometimes Jia Amnesty got drunk at a party, and he was the one who brought the drunk back.At that time, Jia Amnesty held the microphone and refused to let go, howling ghostly.Ten times, "Killing" five times, "Youth Dance" three times, and "Little Dragon Man" twice.

It is true that even when drunk, Jia She's singing is not too bad.Not to mention that right now, Jia She is awake and smiling, his voice is like the sound of nature.

But just so, there is a kind of coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Jia Enhou, one thought becomes immortal, one thought becomes demon." At the end of the song, Tan Li sighed and asked very frankly: "What is your obsession exactly?"

Jia Amnesty raised his fair and slender fingers, tapped his own brain, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "So I really don't know if I need to improve my brain. Maybe it was broken back then. Even if I seized power and became the Jia family A rightful and powerful patriarch, but he doesn't have the thrill of beating the dog in the water in those novels of rebirth abuse scum. And after reading so many rebirth time travel novels, I also know that if you want to save the dog's life, you must not reveal any secrets, otherwise you may It was dismantled and researched. But... but it is one thing to say a thousand words and ten thousand, to know it, and another thing to do it."

While talking, Jia Amnesty adjusted the posture of the pillow, and said lazily: "Of course, you are right. In my bones, I am quite disgusted with the great principles in the world and reject positive energy."

Although the appearance was casual, rather than irrefutable, there was even a hint of warning.

Seeing this, Tan Li responded briefly, "Yes."

Hearing this, Jia She glanced suspiciously, then tilted his head and looked sideways at the downcast little tree, cleared his throat, and tried to make his tone seem gossip: "Will I hinder your experience like this?" Succeed in robbery, promotion and salary increase, and become the boss of the monster bureau?"

Hearing this, Tan Li suddenly felt a little shameful.These words were like an axe, slashing at him again and again, but he didn't want to run away, he wanted to leave these scars on his body, and warned himself all the time.

Jia She is obviously soft-hearted, and even with a little trickery, he can be hooked.

He didn't know all kinds of things about Jia She, and he hadn't personally experienced what happened to him, so how could he have the qualifications to stand up and talk without hurting his back?

"It's nothing." Tan Li suddenly didn't seem to say anything else, and replied with the most common joke: "Meeting you may be the most dangerous, exciting and most..."

With a soft sigh, Tan Li suddenly felt a little guilty, he didn't dare to look at Jia She, his voice was like a gnat, and he almost opened and closed his lips slightly: "The most beautiful accident."

Jia Amnesty looked at the words that were almost muted, and gritted his teeth, "What's the worst? You half-spoken? I don't understand stupid language. Next time I'll ask Brother Jing to give me someone who knows traditional skills." Understand lip language!

"If you study hard, you will know a skill." Tan Li came back to his senses and said solemnly.Isn't it beautiful? It's all his money!

That's right, it must be like this!

"you……"

"Don't mention anything else. Just take care of the housework right now." Tan Li half changed the subject and half was to remind Jia She: "Since you are the head of the family, you have your own responsibilities and responsibilities. I will leave tomorrow and continue to explore. The local Xuanmen."

"Farewell?" Jia She's tone changed a bit, unhappy: "Why, then there is no one to talk to. Don't go, Boss Tan. It's just exploring Taoism. Doesn't our Jia family have a famous job?" Immortal Daoist Zhang? The original certification took a lot of space, more than introducing the heroine’s father. Besides, I actually have a good relationship with the top leaders of Guoqing Temple’s Ancient and Modern Temple.”

"Although Xuanmen is not ranked in the same class, there are also crooked ones." Tan Li's face darkened, "I need to explore and discover these things myself."

"But...but then you can't leave." Jia She approached Tan Li, very serious: "What if I am attacked by a group again and my life is lost? Besides, you are leaving now, how attractive you are. Boss Tan, just stay here. One person lives in a house with several acres, if I get lonely, I might die again."

In the end, Jia Amnesty even threatened.

Tan Li looked at the bruised and swollen face approaching, and after a long silence, he still nodded feebly, "But there are three chapters in the contract."

"it is good!"

Jia She nodded without hesitation, and after three chapters of agreement, he made a unified statement with others, and the identity left behind was Jia Lian's teacher. By the way, Jia She wanted to learn from a teacher and so on. In the end Jia She was satisfied, sent Tan Li away, and fell asleep.

The next day, Jia She was in good spirits, walked into the palace on crutches to thank him, kowtowed and begged again, wept, and finally took Dai Quan towards Dali Temple contentedly, leaving the corners of Emperor Dejia's mouth twitching.

Everyone in Dali Temple was in a trance after receiving the emperor's oral order.

They are Dali Temple, the judges of Dali Temple, and when they come in, they basically go out sideways.The black-clothed headhunters from the middle to the first rank and down to the ninth rank all avoid them, which can be described as "officials worry about seeing each other".

Now, there is actually a person who came to surrender himself and cooperate with the investigation.

"Mr. Zhongyi, just now... just now... the wind was a bit loud, this old man is so deaf, he seems not to hear clearly." Although the minister of Dali Temple asked Jia Amnesty, he looked at Dai expectantly. right.He has tried thousands of cases, and he has never heard such an aggrieved word - cooperation.

Who will cooperate with whom?

Is the dignity of Dali Temple still there?

They are not Dengwen drums!

Your Majesty!

If you make the decision for Jia Amnesty, don't you make the decision for the veteran, but for the Dali Temple?

The minister of Dali Temple became more and more sad and indignant as he thought about it, and after arranging someone to entertain Jia She and his party, he found a reason to go to the palace to face the saint and express his feelings.What's the matter with Dali Temple's cooperation in this kind of work of handling slaves for others?

Emperor Dejia rubbed his head, wanting to say that Aiqing should stop crying when she is so old, it smells like dried old food.Even if he knew that Jia She had some evil ideas, his face was still a little bruised, but this looked even more shocking, making people suddenly have an illusion of sympathy and sympathy.

But this is just a personal sentiment.

Emperor Dejia was expressionless, "Why, my order is not working well?"

"I hope the emperor will appease his anger, but I dare not." The minister of Dali Temple knelt down and said tremblingly.

"What happened in the Rong Mansion is horrific, and it must be dealt with strictly to correct the morale." Emperor Dejia said, and then softened up, "Old Yan, didn't you report that there were not enough rear yamen? Leaking rain and hiding rats. Now, isn’t it just right to accept this ice charcoal as a filial piety? It also saves other people from caring, doesn’t it?”

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【】is the lyrics of "Killing".

These few sentences are marked out, not the number of words, but the obsessive reaction in Jia She's mind.

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