Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

It didn't take long before an old Taoist with white hair and childlike face came, with a long figure, handsome appearance, looking from a distance, wearing a Taoist robe, he looked like a fairy.But if you take a closer look, you can see a bit of viciousness from the blood-colored eyes.

When the fifth prince saw people coming, he spoke with a very respectful voice, told the news he had received, and said in a low voice: "Master Daoist, you are too cautious. Will it be found on me?"

"How do you know that the fourth prince is really under house arrest instead of protection?" The Taoist sized up the fifth prince carefully, and said in a low voice: "That old Taoist He Yun wanted to cast spells, but I turned him into an army. But the origin of Tan Li is unknown. , the Taoism is profound, it should be to protect Heyun."

"Now that Tan Li and even the Jia family are getting in the way, our luck is unknown, we'd better be careful." The Taoist stroked his gray beard, squinted his eyes and said, "There are no more than 78 twins. But if we can completely seize the luck of the Jia family, it will also help us achieve great things."

"The Jia family?" The fifth prince murmured after hearing the words, and squinted his eyes remembering Jia Zhen's coddled look, "Then I have a plan. The two houses of the Rong Mansion are dirty, so I can take advantage of them. "

"Wait a minute, Rong Laodao has counted."

In the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Zu Long kicked the table into pieces, gnashing his teeth: "Get rid of this disgusting cannon fodder immediately!"

After speaking, he gasped, and Zu Long rubbed his face.Tong Tian, ​​a brat, even slapped his face in a fight, no wonder he couldn't catch up with his wife.

"Hehe." Tong Tian rubbed his sore arm, and said coolly, "Didn't you count? These two things were exposed because of colluding with Jia Zheng. Don't even think about it. The Dream of the Red Chamber hasn't even been staged yet. Jia Baoyu is not born yet, and Jia Zheng's life is precious. The former fairy of the Red Mansion will take care of it."

As soon as Zu Long meditated, he looked back to the past, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Jia Amnesty has lived a new life, why didn't he find any clues? The white reading file is back!"

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Unaware that he had been eliminated, Jia Amnesty was grinding for Uncle Zhen, watching how he was seriously trying to pinch the prince's face.

"Two, five, six, seven, eight, nine, Uncle Xi, please click. I didn't miss anything." After Jia Zhen finished writing the last word, she flicked the brush and did not put it back, letting it fall to the ground. He just rubbed his hands, and waved in front of Jia She: "I'm so sore, I've never drawn and written in one breath."

"After the work is over, uncle will build a slide that you have never seen before." Jia Amnesty took the paper in one hand, rubbed Jia Zhen's paw with the other, and without hesitation put the slide that he planned to set for Jia Lian. Move it over and give it to Jia Zhen first.

Anyway, if you make it bigger, you can play it.

"Really? What is that?"

"Is it still fake? As for the stuff, I'll show you the pictures and explain in detail when I get back." Jia Amnesty finished speaking seriously, and then praised Jia Zhen, "Look at our Zhen'er's painting skills, it's really worthy of me. Brother Jing and sister-in-law taught by hand. The paintings are really lifelike and vivid."

"That's right. My mother is the most talented woman in the capital!" Jia Zhen raised her neck, put her hands on her waist, and said proudly, "My father can't compare to her in painting!"

Jia Amnesty smiled.

Probably because of "Dream of Red Mansions". In the original book, Xichun is a master at painting and loves painting the most. This is reflected in today's world. His sister-in-law Jia Xushi is a talented woman.He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially painting.

Even though Jia Zhen doesn't have much talent and temperament is not very stable, she does have basic painting skills.Speaking of which, it's really embarrassing, the reason why Jia She is so good at drawing emojis is that his sister-in-law taught him his painting skills.

Speaking of which, although their uncle and nephew are dudes, as the heirs of the nobility, their basic homework is still stuffed like ducks.

Thinking of those elementary school students, middle school students, and high school students who were forced by their parents to enroll in various tutoring classes and special classes in later generations, he, Jia She, felt happy.After all, in his life, he did not have the worry of finding a job after graduating, and his family has a title that can be hereditary, which is a real golden job.

The corners of his mouth curled up happily, but Jia She immediately looked at these princes whose families wanted to seize the throne, and sighed heavily, went to the rocking chair, turned over one by one, and sighed while watching: "Would you like it?" Understood. A prince is indispensable after birth, and the prince Longsun, who even the elders have to salute when he sees him, why is his eyes only on the dragon chair?"

"The lord is also powerful, rich and poor. Uncle," although she knew that she had already retreated to the left and right, and it is said that a talisman had been pasted, Jia Zhen couldn't help but turn her head around, lowered her voice, and said something small With a secret posture, he whispered: "I have heard that, like the Ninth Prince, life is very difficult. The Ninth Prince's underwear is all patched."

"...His present, to be honest, if I were a merchant, I wouldn't seek refuge with others." Jia She said, thinking of the Grand View Garden, many people said that this is the way for the emperor to make money.But it's understandable when you think about it, even though the Ninth Prince had the great luck to become the emperor.

Not to mention the Supreme Emperor above his head, even the national treasury is so empty that he can run a horse and hear the sound.A poor emperor and a rich emperor sometimes have different confidences.

"That's right, I don't even know him. But," Jia Zhen held her chin, "he's pretty good-looking. Why don't you know how to act coquettishly and cry poorly to the emperor? Whenever I act coquettishly, my father is reluctant to beat me. "

"Haven't you ever heard that tears work on someone you love dearly?" Jia She heard the words and glanced at Qianmu Dumiao, "You are the only seedling, even if you don't act like a baby, Brother Jing treats you extremely harshly, and the servants of the Jia family would not dare to miss you What about the Ninth Prince?"

Lifting the paper in his hand, Jia She sighed, "There are too many monks and too little porridge. He himself, you can argue, but he didn't. If you don't argue, the job is said to be acceptable. Compared with the prince horizontally, it is not bad, but It's not the best either. It's not the best. It's not the best. It's hard for the emperor to remember. To say something disrespectful, our emperor likes extremes, or the prince who is talented in both civil and martial arts, let him show off, or he is the same as the sixth son. They are like sons, enjoying the so-called ordinary family happiness."

"The Ninth Prince is not like the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince also has a sixth son who has a sense of presence. I feel that he is quite a loner." Jia She shook his head and sighed again, "Even the sixth son has a helper." , he didn't even have any, and it's like a gentleman's friendship with everyone is as light as water."

"Speaking of it, I have no money to make friends." Jia Zhen sighed heavily, "My father said that the relationship between princes is also very important. I remember that before, the sixth prince often followed the first prince. What does the first prince have? Things will be given to the Sixth Prince to play with, and the Sixth Prince will reciprocate, even I have given it a small abacus of pure gold. I like that little abacus, and I still remember it, it is so golden!"

"Yeah." Jia Amnesty nodded indifferently, "I won't talk about this anymore, I'll go to Boss Tan to discuss it."

"Don't, uncle," Jia Zhen grabbed Jia She, and begged, "he is quite good-looking. Uncle, didn't you say before that you want to industrialize playing cards? You might as well cooperate with him and let him Let’s take care of it, and we’ll just reap the profits. In this way, if the implementation is successful in the future, the Ninth Prince will not be tied to our Jia family’s boat?”

Jia She was startled when he heard this, and looked at Jia Zhen in a daze, "Return Jia's boat? What are you going to do? Are you short of money or beating? Your father is in charge of political affairs. Remember, Jia The family is the Bao and Huang party, understand? If you don’t follow the dragon and don’t stand in line, you can keep it for a hundred years.”

"But now there are so many princes, who knows what will happen in the future? I am still so young." Jia Zhen emphasized solemnly, "I haven't even married a daughter-in-law yet."

"But Zhen'er, your father's current situation is actually very dangerous." Jia She said earnestly.

"No." Jia Zhen thought for a while, waved her hand, and said seriously: "Let the second child give the cards to the emperor, and let the second child be a favor. This is also a thank you for helping us in front of Zhou Shangrui. Then divide it like this, The second child contributes money, the ninth child contributes strength, the Jia family contributes ideas, the three families each take [-]%, and the emperor is famous, [-]%."

When Jia She heard this, she fixed her eyes on Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen was looked at a little weakly, "This...isn't it right? Didn't you say that it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish? Crying about being poor can only be solved temporarily, but if there is a profitable industry, then it is a layman It's a hen. It's also good for my father. I didn't cross the river and tear down the bridge just because my uncle was about to come out, kicking my second child."

"Besides," Jia Zhen frowned, "My father and uncle seem to have an invisible sense of separation, but he and the second uncle seem to be more straightforward. He also patiently accompanied the second uncle to repair the house. Go for a stroll."

While talking, Jia Zhen raised her eyes to see the fiery and hot gaze from the shooting and coming, and scratched her head, "Uncle, what's the matter? Am I wrong?"

"No, it's just that uncle suddenly discovered that your little head is quite clever."

"That's it, don't even look at whose child I am!" Jia Zhen raised her head with joy when she heard the words, "I just haven't turned my brain around, once I turn around, I can even fool my father."

"You look like a cheater now." Jia She was puzzled: "Why do you want to help the Ninth Prince?" He was born again, and he didn't even think about hugging the so-called golden thigh of the next emperor.

"You look good!" Jia Zhen replied confidently, "The fifth prince and the others all have tender faces, only the ninth prince looks haggard. How awkward it looks! Think about it, there is a laggard in the middle Yes, don't you have a way of lifting people up, shoulder to shoulder with others?"

Jia Amnesty: "Why do you still have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

In the secret room, Emperor Dejia turned his eyes to look at Jia Jing, and said meaningfully, "Your son is also smart."

The reason why everyone was settled in the West Fifth Institute was naturally because there was a secret room below, where they could observe the daily situation of the princes.It is also because this place is close to the palace gate, and if there is a mutiny, one can leave the palace through the secret passage.

He had just planned to train Jia Jing well, and even shared the secret way with others. Unexpectedly, he turned around and realized that the little oriole he fancied could also turn into an eagle and soar in the sky.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise." Jia Jing seemed unaware of the murderous look in the emperor's eyes, and said with a blank expression, "If he can be used in the right way, I will be overjoyed. It is far away now." It's not enough for an ordinary family heir, and it can't bear the burden of the entire Jia family."

"You are quite demanding." Emperor Dejia glanced at the person, "Is it possible to be like you? Then you will be regarded as a successor, and you can usurp the throne?"

The atmosphere that was originally dull underneath became more and more deadly frozen at this moment, and even the air seemed to be no longer circulating.

"Your majesty, you are joking." Jia Jing knelt down, like the habitual reaction of "the emperor calms down, and the courtiers kneel" in the court hall, and sighed: "For humble ministers, power is actually more wanton than the emperor. Some. To be an emperor, you have to be a foolish and tyrant, otherwise you will be imprisoned. If a humble minister really usurps the throne, then he must not rush to become a foolish king."

"Jia Jing," Emperor Dejia laughed angrily, "You really have the face to say it."

"The Jia family values ​​face more." Jia Jing bowed his head and replied.

At the same time, an extremely excited voice came from the room - "There are so many beautiful brothers standing neatly, they are so eye-catching!"

The corner of Dejiadi's mouth twitched, and he listened quietly.

"Jia Zhen, do you want to die?"

"No, uncle, I want to protect the majesty of the royal family for my godfather! That's right! No matter how poor the emperor's son is, he can't be laughed at by the servants." Without knowing that she had cheated her father, Jia Zhen spoke forcefully. He said, "Maintaining the majesty of the royal family is everyone's responsibility!"

"Godfather is already worried about the government and has gray hair early. As his adopted son, although I can't advise him to go to bed early and get up late, especially if the morning meeting can be postponed for a few hours. But it is still very important to help him do some things within his ability. It is imperative." After finishing speaking, Jia Zhen glanced at Jia Amnesty, wanting to drag him into the water, "Uncle, tell the truth, can you get up during the Great Court Meeting? Now I am Lord Zhongxing, and I want to participate in the Great Court Meeting." It’s so early! It’s okay in summer, but what about winter?”

"Hey, it's true." Jia She sighed heavily, "I'm more sleepy than you."

"Now I can't sleep until I wake up naturally. My father told me to at least learn the lightness exercise and master it."

"The more I talk, the more sad I am. I'll go to see you, Uncle Tan, to talk about how to deal with the black hands behind the scenes. Now I can only be happy if I abuse them."

"Uncle, I'm going too, can you let Uncle Tan teach me lightness kung fu, so I can fly?" Jia Zhen held Jia She's arm, her eyes full of hope.

"If you can fly, how many people will be able to watch you? Zhen'er, don't lie to your father. You are really a master of martial arts. I don't believe that you have never dreamed of being a hero and going out of the rivers and lakes. When the time comes, the three-legged cat kung fu will go out What kind of rivers and lakes, who can handle it?"

"Uncle!" Jia Zhen directly grabbed Jia She's hand, looked at the person with fixed eyes, and said with great sincerity: "Don't tell the outside world, will it work? When the time comes, we will go together. I will rob the rich and help the poor, and you will kill the demon." Eliminate demons, let's promote positive energy together! Touch the whole world!"

"........."

In the secret room, Emperor Dejia heard the sound of the fight between his uncle and nephew drifting farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared, then turned his head to look at Jia Jing who was still kneeling, and couldn't help but sighed, "Jia Jing, you Do you know what I want to say most now?"

"The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people. Please follow the law. Why should the rich make things difficult for the rich." Jia Jing thought for a while, and added a few words, "The words are not harmful. But if you are willing to fulfill his dream, as long as he Not a qualified heir, allowing me to raise grandchildren."

"...Get up. Your uncle doesn't even have the guts to talk to me like that." Emperor Dejia sneered, "But I have to say, I really have more and more ideas. Among my sons, even the boss, Not as good as your talent."

"For a king, talent is not important, what is important is that you have the tolerance of all rivers." Jia Jing stood up and bowed respectfully to Emperor Dejia, "Couriers who can tolerate all kinds of tempers will naturally be admired by all stars."

"My minister said it from the bottom of his heart before. I, Jia Jing, was spoiled, and I don't have this temper. Only people respect me a foot, and I respect others. If people offend me, I will definitely kill the grass."

"Then who would you choose as the eldest and the second?" Emperor Dejia narrowed his eyes, "Even your son has noticed that you treat them differently."

As he said that, Emperor De Jia casually said: "I seem to have forgotten one person, you think the boss will not set up this situation?"

Facing the emperor's gaze, Jia Jing took a deep breath, "Your Highness won't. The humble minister was a little alienated because of his status as the heir apparent, but he still believed in him. Even if he had the intention of resetting, he would not resort to such low-handed tactics. I am his companion, and the Yangmou and even the conspiracy I have learned are all from the teachings of the Taifu. The Hanwu witchcraft is listed as taboo by you."

"Let's go, I'll take you through the secret path first." Emperor Dejia settled his mind, "I'm not going to talk about it now, and I don't doubt the person I use, and I don't doubt the person. If you betray me, I will kill your entire family. They even dug up the grave of your Jia family."

"Chen Jia Jing..." Jia Jing fixed his eyes on Emperor De Jia, saw the sharpness that was completely opposite to the usual one, and the resolute gamble in his eyes, slowly knelt down on his knees, and made a big salute , the tone is very solemn and sincere: "Life protects the country, and death is like a ghost to attack thieves. Swear by the Jia family and be loyal to my emperor."

Emperor Dejia smiled, closed his eyes, and kept himself from recalling certain images of his youth. After a moment of silence, he said, "Get up, let's go."

"Yes."

Following the secret passage out of the palace, Jia Jing glanced at the extremely ordinary backyard, but felt vaguely impressed, "This..."

"Your uncle's yard, he created Tingfeng."

Jia Jing nodded in a daze, and then he was a little horrified, "I mean, this place seems to be... a coffin seller?"

"Get promoted and get rich." Emperor Dejia didn't take it seriously, "Since everyone has come out, let's go for a walk and listen to the people's words."

"……Yes."

Emperor De Jia had just walked two steps, suddenly stopped, turned to look at Jia Jing, "I remember they can't leave the palace, right?"

Jia Jing looked at his nephew and uncle walking hand in hand, then at Tan Li who was quietly walking side by side with them, and shook his head numbly, "I don't even know."

Jia Amnesty was also sensitive to the murderous gaze staring at him, turned his eyes to take a closer look, quickly pulled Rajazhen, walked over timidly, and saluted.

"How did you get out?"

"Huihuang..." Looking at the six drawn by Jia Jing raising his hand, Jia She changed his words and said in a low voice: "The words of Huang Liuye, we are from Master Yanhui, who took his warrant to leave the palace. He let us Go to Guoqing Temple to ask for some scriptures, along the way there are some crabs running rampant. It’s actually quite dangerous, use us to hang big fish.”

Jia Zhen nodded like a chicken pounding garlic, feeling extremely wronged, "Father, I'm so scared."

Jia She silently looked up at the sky.