Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

"Thank you, Eunuch Dai." Jia She glanced at the golden crow hanging high in the sky from the corner of his eye, and after bowing his head to express his thanks, he chose a safe place—behind a pillar, and honestly waited for the emperor to have lunch first.He was so preoccupied with planning the public opinion war that he forgot to eat.However, he had eaten apples before he came himself.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away

He still kept some modern habits quite well.For example, apples, don't... respect other people's eating habits, especially the emperor's.Chopsticks are no more than three spoons, which is a big killer for picky eaters.

Emperor Dejia listened to Dai Quan's report, Jia Amnesty didn't mean to brazenly beg for a meal, so he snorted coldly and went to eat first.

While the two were eating and waiting, another Jia Zhen in the West Fifth Institute who woke up naturally rubbed her eyes, and stretched quite comfortably, her long ink-like hair swaying here and there, floating.

"It's really cool when no one wakes up in winter." Jia Zhen twisted her neck, rubbed her wrists, and said to her left and right: "Master, please wash up and get your military uniform. I will practice boxing later."

"Yes." The palace servant waited on Jia Zhen to get dressed, and led people to the dressing table.After she sat down, the maid who combed her hair carefully tidied up her messy hair with a comb, and skillfully pulled out a simple and refreshing high ponytail.

"The workmanship is good." Jia Zhen glanced at the little maid who combed her hair, and praised her. Seeing the person bowing her skirt with a look of trepidation, she curled her lips, feeling quite bored.

He wanted to have his hair braided.Just like what was written in his uncle's storybook, why do men have so few hairstyles?unfair!

At home, his father knew he had to mutter, but in the palace he wouldn't.

It's a pity, this court lady is afraid of him like a quail.

"Let's get up." Jia Zhen waved her hands and got up, and went to eat, not paying attention to the wooden comb that the maid was holding tightly to when she leaned forward to salute.Hair is wrapped around a wooden comb.

Half an hour later, the hair was put into a plain light blue purse, and arrived in the hands of the drug boy Jiang Xin.

"Master has ordered that if you can get it, I will take some more these days." When Jiang Xin spoke, he looked through the window and looked at Jia Zhen who was playing Wu Qin Xi slowly and leisurely, with a murderous intent in his eyes .

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At the same time, in the Qianqing palace, Emperor Dejia was full of wine and food, and summoned Jia Amnesty.After listening to the publicity plan of people's competitions and paintings, there was a moment of silence. Emperor Dejia looked at Jia She, whose face was rosy and radiant because of his excitement, and poured cold water on him: "You thought of this yourself? Didn't you?" Have you discussed with Jia Jing and the others?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the humble official didn't think of it himself, but stole the great wisdom of a famous dream." Jia She said and gave a "you understand" look.

Hearing the word dream, Emperor Dejia's face suddenly turned cold, and he waved his hand to signal that his confidants no longer need to wait on him.After everyone retreated, Emperor Dejia's face turned livid, and he paused every word with anger: "Jia Amnesty, I have instructed you thousands of times before, but you still want to yell that the world knows, won't it work?"

As soon as this remark came out, Jia She was completely confused by the second monk Zhang. He knelt down and said, "Return...to the emperor's words, my minister...how could this minister do it? It's a crime. I don't have the guts to say anything about the others except the brothers and friends I trusted before, and my eldest nephew."

"Do you still know the term Huai Bi Qie?" Emperor Dejia said coldly, his words were full of ice scum, "In that case, what's the matter with your talisman opening? Are you really a dream?"

"Your Majesty, if this humble minister has the brains to figure out whether it is reality or the old ancestor's dream enlightenment, then this humble minister can be Zhuangzi." Jia She seemed to be frightened by the emperor's anger, and his voice was like a gnat, cautiously: " Zhuang Zhouxiao dreamed of butterflies, I still know this allusion. Such sages and masters can't figure it out, how can I, a little dude, tell the difference."

"You're not curious yourself, didn't you have the heart to find out?"

"Back to the emperor, I have the temperament to get to the bottom of it, so I'm afraid I won't be called Jia She, but I will be called Jia Chengcai." Jia She bowed his head, "Besides, I thought, so what if we find out? Days It’s not like living day by day, but before I found out, I thought about this matter in my heart, and it became an obsession, and I couldn’t see Mount Tai. It’s better like now, Weichen remembers some dreams, and strives to create, put that beautiful amusement park in our university. Zhou made it."

As he spoke, Jia Amnesty looked at Emperor De Jia, with a look of enthusiasm on his face.

"You don't have anything serious to remember? For example, chest compressions, drowning breathing, etc.?" As he said, Emperor Dejia narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jia She with a sharp light.

As the emperor, aside from being on guard, what he cares most about is these things that can benefit the country and the people.Unexpectedly, Jia She's head was flooded with water.

He even wanted to rush to the Jia's ancestral hall and mutter to the ancestors, could it be possible to manifest in Jia Jing?

"That's Boss Tan's family biography. I wanted Lian'er to learn how to swim, so he mentioned it." Jia She said the good words with an innocent face.

"Marquis Jia Enhou," Emperor De Jia sneered, furiously clapping the case: "Then tell me, what is a boss? Where did the word come from?"

If it is in modern times, Jia Amnesty might be able to search on Baidu and find that the word boss originated in the 17th century. The Dutch and Indian colonialists called the leader of the team "head of household" and "overseer", which was derived from it.Over time, the name became American slang.

But Jia She could not say that he could not use Baidu right now, he was still a little dazed when he heard the words.Boss and president have similar meanings. There is a president in modern times, and there was also a president in ancient times. They both mean "the president decides everything".It is not normal to have a boss in ancient times, why didn't Emperor De Jia hear of it.

He, Jia She, has little ink in his stomach, and the emperor also has little ink?

Mentally tied up, Jia She replied with a shy face, "Your Majesty, isn't this...isn't Boss Tan Li making a fool of himself? Just...just jokingly calling him a little Taoist priest."

Seeing Jia She's Mu Ai's face with peach blossoms reflecting red, Emperor Dejia was shivering from the cold, and hesitated for a while, whether he should continue to ask the bottom line.He was afraid that if he tried his best to find out the truth, the truth would be nothing more than a fucking mung bean.

"Kneel down on your knees and reflect on yourself. What you said earlier, wait for the investigation of the lotus pond to be clear."

"Your Majesty, my humble minister said something bold. No matter how serious the case is, the investigators are not hard-working. They must rest."

Emperor De Jia snorted, "I know you care about Jia Jing. Don't worry, I don't want to make people tired."

The conversation between the three members of Jia's family at West Fifth Institute last night naturally reached his ears.

In this regard, he did not want to express a single opinion.

"It's your brother who is very capable. Although the investigation method is not very conventional, but the matter is urgent. If he comes to report, the case will be closed tomorrow."

Jia Amnesty almost choked on his own saliva: "Cough...I...only four days? My brother...has he covered Zheng's upper body?"

He was completely taken aback.

What kind of mind does he respect brother?

"You should specialize in art." Mentioning Jia Jing, Emperor Dejia's face softened a little, and he was a little pleasing to the eye when he saw Jia Amnesty, and said in a harmonious voice: "When I report tomorrow, I will announce that you and Jia Zhen are here. When the time comes, listen to it and learn something."

"My humble minister, thank you for the emperor's grace." Jia Amnesty prostrated himself on the ground, weeping with gratitude.

After returning to the West Fifth Institute, Jia She was "idle" with nothing to do, so he just played cards, bragged, and looked like he was on vacation.

At night, when Tan Li "tipped off the news", Jia Amnesty was surprised again.

"Let me take a look. That Taoist priest is indeed Zhang Gui. Zhang Gui lurks beside the fifth prince because he still has a blood relationship? The lotus pond is his handwriting. At first, he wanted to absorb the vitality and heal his wounds. Then he saw The princes seized the heir, and felt that they could be used, so they started to steal the country's fortune, and tried the sword with the former prince first?"

Tan Li nodded.

"That's not right, the Fifth Prince's family is not too rich, how can it be said that Baotong Company invested in the construction of such a large pond?"

"Zhang Guihei ate black, and swallowed the wealth of the remnants of the previous dynasty. Remember the prostitute that Jia Jing mentioned earlier?" Tan Li's face darkened, "The fifth prince was playing wild back then, and he threw it away after using it. That female ghost, And her younger brother was played to death by his subordinates. The female ghost turned into a grieving ghost to seek revenge on him, so he went looking for Zhang Gui. After Zhang Gui knew about it, he collected all the grievances of the prostitute's death because of this, and practiced Turned into a female ghost. Therefore, this ghost can appear in broad daylight, and can still withstand the threat of the Buddha beads and relics."

Jia Amnesty suddenly realized, "This is a game of chess. The fifth brother also tricked the fourth brother into the game. If he succeeds, he will kill the first few brothers in one fell swoop."

Tan Li said "Mm" with a touch of disgust, "After this matter is over tomorrow, you can go back to Jia's house. I always feel uneasy staying in the palace."

After the words fell, Jia Amnesty looked at the fluttering curtains, hugged the pillow nervously, and moved closer to Tan Li: "It's scary when you say it. The West Five's servants are all sent by Emperor De Jia. , and the food is also checked, and the emperor still has a tacit understanding with Brother Jing, and the doctor Jiang who came to diagnose our pulse has some friendship with the Jia family."

"However, it is true that the ten-thousand-year ship was made carefully." Jia She lowered his voice a little, "So many palace fighting scripts say that the imperial palace is a big dyeing vat, and people's hearts are changeable."

Hearing this, Tan Li seemed to think of something, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "There is no way, since ancient times, power has moved people's hearts."

"...Boss Tan, you smile so weirdly. You look like a big villain all of a sudden. By the way, is there no such thing as a boss in this world?" Jia Amnesty compared himself and Emperor Dejia to others. Repeated.

Tan Li looked at Jia Amnesty in silence, and tried his best to restrain his urge to change back to his original form.The word Boss Tan, if you look into it carefully, is indeed a certain title.

Because Jia Amnesty didn't learn well before, what kind of benefactor's father was called.

Although this vocabulary has developed into a neutral word without praise or criticism, the root of the word is indeed not that positive.

"No?" Jia Amnesty looked at Tan Li, who had a dark complexion, and said awkwardly, "It's also fortunate that I didn't talk nonsense, and I used the most incomprehensible explanation for Emperor De Jia."

Hearing the crisp voice again, Tan Li felt that he seemed to be able to distinguish the warm touch brought by Jia She's breath when he spoke, and he was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse and deep as if it had been ground on sandpaper. Tan Li slowly explained the word "the origin of the boss", and finally told a story to divert people's attention: "I brought It is very mocking, but also because I think of what Master told me. In the ancient prehistoric period, the demon emperor proved the way of the emperor. He made a great wish on his deathbed. Bind the luck of the monster race to your body, and swear by it. The peak of human power in the world is to become the emperor. Therefore, later, even in the most tense period of confrontation between humans and monsters, the demons and ghosts in our adult population were not massacred."

"He... said something rebellious. Did he change the concept secretly?" Jia She heard that, and his attention was immediately diverted. Clean him up?"

"It's said to be one step late." Tan Li looked into Jia She's curious eyes, looked left and right, formed a barrier again, and carefully gossiped, "My master said that the Donghuang Bell in Donghuang's hand is a chaotic clock." The Chaos Clock is an innate treasure, only the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner in the hands of two saints, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, can be compared. Moreover, the Eastern Emperor followed his elder brother, and also connected luck with the demon clan. He used the Eastern Emperor Bell, Cover the sky."

"Donghuang Niu!" Jia She said in admiration.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is even better." Tan Li said with admiration and awe, "Think about it, now that the common people sacrifice, there is the Eastern Emperor in the immortal system, and there have been official sacrifices since the Zhou Dynasty. It is said that , is the retreat route calculated by His Majesty the Demon Emperor for his younger brother, the incense is not in full swing, and the soul will last forever."

"What about the Demon Emperor?"

Tan Li shook his head, his words were lonely, and he said, "I don't know."

Seeing Tan Li's rare appearance like a little fanboy, Jia She felt inexplicably unhappy, and changed the subject, "It's better not to mention these martyrs, so as not to be disrespectful. My brother is busy, and I haven't seen him all day. , are you okay?"

It’s great to have an idol, he also has a brother, he’s also very smart, and he’s still alive.

"Your brother is fine, but Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, I'm afraid there will be more people who hate him in the future."

"Then I'll draw a circle and curse them to death!"