Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Jia Amnesty started to build a five-year entertainment development plan like a chicken blood, from the scale of novels to copyright-cultivating storytellers, which is equivalent to dubbing for later generations; the scale of theaters is TV dramas, and the development of peripherals customized by wealthy families .One by one, Jia Amnesty listed them in detail.

Compared with the popularity of modern actors, they are cheap nowadays.Because of the contempt of the world, especially the contempt of the wealthy family, he, Jia She, was the first to eat this crab and use it to make money. Others might laugh at him-"He really deserves to be a famous dude."

In the future, even if he regained his senses by chance, he, Jia She, has already become the "big V" of the big week and has cultivated his own loyal fans.

Just when Jia She was immersed in the blueprint of the entertainment empire, he heard the buzzing of mosquitoes around him, which was really annoying.But when he finished writing and looked over, Jia She's face paused, looking at Jia Zhen whose eyes were still red, her little face was pale, and even the high ponytail on her head was tired, like a rabbit's ears drooping, she couldn't help being horrified for a moment.

"Jane, what's wrong with you, Jane?"

"Uncle, my father hasn't come back yet." Jia Zhen was about to raise her hand to wipe her tears as she spoke.

"Brother Jing is busy with business. Don't worry, your Uncle Tan hasn't come back yet." Jia Amnesty raised his eyes and glanced at the darkened sky, and asked the servant to pour a cup of hot tea, then turned his eyes to look at the table. Looking at the big plan of the entertainment empire on the Internet, his eyes flashed, and he waved his hands to make the left and right all back down, so as not to spread some gossip.

Passing the tea to Jia Zhen, Jia She patted the person on the back, and said in a harmonious voice, "Have you ever heard that it takes [-] minutes on the stage and ten years of work off the stage? The reason is the same. The final report was summed up, but when they investigated, it was said that the third department took turns to conduct a thorough investigation day and night. Even the master and the others were also working around the clock to exorcise evil spirits in private, and they were also busy with the upcoming New Year's Eve sacrifice."

—Tan Lidu was conscripted as a free laborer.

Holding the hot tea, the bewildered Jia Zhen came back to her senses again, turned her head to look at Jia She, who was close at hand, and saw the sharp look in the man's eyebrows, she was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "Uncle, I always feel like there is something different about you."

Jia Amnesty took out a handkerchief and wiped Jia Zhen's face, then squeezed it angrily, "Isn't that nonsense? Chinese New Year is coming soon, uncle is one year older. You are also one year older, 17 years old, but my lord gone."

Hey, I'm in my third year of high school in modern times, and it's time to experience my first choice in life.

"I don't want to grow up. I thought I would have no homework when I grew up, and my father wouldn't hit me. But now I realize that it's not as good as when I was a child." Jia Zhen was sleepy, and raised her hand as if she was a child. He went to hug Jia She, and rubbed him in someone's arms, but his hands were empty.

Looking at her hand stiffly, Jia Zhen raised her eyes and looked at Jia Amnesty in disbelief.

Jia She took two steps back and stood still, took a deep breath, ignoring the bewildered look of the man, hardened his heart, gave a half-smile, stared straight at those red eyes, and asked coldly: "You Is it a coward?"

"Of course not." Jia Zhen was angry and aggrieved, shouting angrily.

"Then why don't you face it? It's great to grow up." Jia She said earnestly, using himself as an example, "Your uncle and I have also avoided it. But you have also seen the consequences of my escape. Even the servants wanted to step on me." Domineering over me. At that time, how brave you were, you knew what a Dengwen drum was, and you could still beat it. But now? What are you afraid of? Is the emperor's question difficult?"

When Jia Zhen thought of it, she felt pain like a prick in her heart, and she couldn't help crying, "Isn't it difficult? Just treat me well when you hit my little uncle..."

He still remembers that year, when his body got better, he wanted to go out to play when he was bouncing around. He disliked that his uncle and Uncle Mu took him to climb the dog hole to skip school, so he climbed up the high wall on his shoulders. , and then she cried, because she was so tall, she dared not jump.

It was my uncle who saw it, comforted him, encouraged him, and reached out to catch him.

Those strong hands were the same as his grandfather's, but they were a little rougher than his grandfather's. They were much whiter and tender. He wiped his tears and gently advised him.

Although he couldn't remember what mood he was in at the time, since then, the uncle, the uncle of the prince appeared again and again in his life, with flesh and blood.

For more than ten years, even though my uncle pampered and pampered him, he would point out his mistakes severely.

In Jia Zhen's mind, he is a good person, a good elder.

But Emperor Dejia... is also a good elder.Although he doesn't know much about politics, he can still feel sensitively that Emperor Dejia pampered him. It seemed that he really listened to what he said in front of his uncle's tomb and gave him advice. , Planning the path of life, like an elder who is a family friend.

"The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh." Jia Zhen thought, and felt a severe pain in her chest.

It was really pitiful to look at the teary-eyed appearance, Jia Amnesty also wanted to understand something when he listened to the man's murmur.Jia Zhen was as loyal as his uncle, and didn't pay attention to the identity of the emperor and the eldest prince.

Gathering his mind, Jia She explained: "Then...then think about it differently. In your mind, the problem is that your mother and daughter-in-law fell into the water. You can only choose one of the two who you save first."

Jia Zhen, who was still crying, looked at Jia Amnesty in puzzlement, and said without hesitation, "Of course I saved my mother. Do I need to choose this?"

"...Well, it doesn't seem right." Jia She scratched his head and changed his metaphor, "Your father and I fell into the water, who do you save?"

"Can't you all know how to swim?"

"Is it over?" Jia She clapped his hands and said with a crackling voice, "If the emperor and the eldest prince have a disagreement, it is definitely beyond your ability to resolve it. Let the father and son resolve it by themselves. Think about it, even if you have Opportunity, which party's secret conversation was heard by chance, unless the other party clearly stated when and how to kill people, otherwise can you hear the implication? It's just me having this dream."

Pointing at himself, Jia She was still a little dazed when he thought of "Hao Jing Ao", but he was used to double standards and treated himself leniently, so he looked at Jia Zhen with hatred: "Uncle told you and Mu Shi Right, and then your father knew it through you first? Look at him, then look at you, has the gap been compared?"

Jia Zhen was a little dazed.

"Don't talk about this political gap. Uncle's story is written. You are the first to see it, even earlier than Mu Shi. You, Uncle Mu, can ask Jia Amnesty if you are a ghost, can you follow the words? Can Benli see what he wants?"

This example was too realistic and heart-wrenching. Jia Zhen’s restless and confused heart gradually settled down. She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, squeezed her fists, and said solemnly: “Uncle ,I see."

"What do you know?"

"The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. If they fight one day, I will definitely not be able to control them. But if they fail and go into exile like the Fifth Prince, I will accompany him. I will come back when he settles down!" Jia Zhen spoke seriously.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Jia She's face twisted, "Zhen'er, remember this for Uncle and don't say a word to me outside. Who have you ever seen who can exile your own father?"

Lowering his voice, Jia Amnesty whispered the last sentence next to Jia Zhen's ear, then covered his mouth, and gritted his teeth: "You are so, so easy, you don't understand the law of the jungle at all."

"Woooooo..." Jia Zhen blinked vigorously, indicating that she understood.

"You're so cute." Jia She let go, rubbed his face angrily, and said with a groan, "Your uncle and I don't really understand the political situation, but at least I know the truth. Self-knowledge."

"Uncle, tell me something, please drink tea." Jia Zhen struggled out of the hand, poured a cup of tea respectfully, and brought it to Jia Amnesty, "I can understand the example you gave."

"Okay." After taking the tea and taking a sip to moisten his throat, Jia She patiently gave an example, "Let's talk about the simplest one. For example, the emperor gave a courtier an artifact and designated it for the child. Your family, it must be For yours, there is no other choice. But for my family, you have to choose one of the two. If you put it in someone else’s house, it’s ugly to say, you have to grab it.”

"I think brother Jing is the same as you, with a sense of security. So, he wanted to give the prince to you from the very beginning. If you think about it from someone else, it's impossible at all! To be realistic, I finally survived to death Lao Tzu, before he is the master of the family, he gave the right to his son. It's too beautiful to think!"

"The environment of a single seedling makes you feel safe, and it's okay to fight hard. But other families, to put it bluntly, the royal family, too, have been in a competitive environment since they were young. This aspect allows them to always Keep vigilant at all times and strive upward, but on the other hand, anxiety is also engraved in your bones. Let’s use your family as an example. When you think your father wants to be honored, have you ever thought that if you are a white-eyed wolf and an unfilial son, you will not give it to him? Retirement at the end of life?"

"How is it possible!" Jia Zhen puffed her cheeks when she heard this, "Uncle, this example is simply...it is..."

After racking her brains and thinking about it, Jia Zhen was defeated by the ink in her stomach, her face turned liver-colored, and she clenched her fists in protest.

"Put down your small fists. Uncle just gave an example like this." Jia She said, "Although it sounds a bit late, but I still have to say something. Just now in the palace, when Brother Jing came, I suddenly figured it out, and the emperor is too. People, he is afraid of old age, he is afraid that he will not end well, and he is also uneasy, so he asks this hypothetical question."

"Uncle, he used uncle as an example, does it mean that he still prefers uncle?"

Jia She chuckled, "I don't know. But I do know one thing, no matter who you are interested in, since you regard them as your relatives, then don't forget your original intention and don't mix any politics."

"Then if it's the emperor, or..." Jia Zhen stammered, "I heard that my uncle will be crowned king and go out after the next year. If he asks, how did I become a younger brother from a nephew? When he asks, how should I answer?" ah?"

"Answer truthfully, my father is too smart, the emperor lost the bet." Jia She said, rubbing his stomach, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

"Let's go to Ning Mansion. I held back just now and didn't dare to let my mother see it. Now I'm afraid she won't see Dad come back, so I have to worry."

"Not bad." Jia Amnesty patted Jia Zhen on the shoulder, "Since the knot is solved, let's be happy. Go eat."

"Well, Uncle, do you feel that you really have changed, super eloquent and understanding." Jia Zhen took Jia She's hand and praised with a smile.

"Of course. Chicken soup is not for free." Jia She hooked Jia Zhen's shoulder and smiled, "In the future, uncle will make a reality show for you, let you experience 360 ​​lines, and experience all kinds of life. You will have a rich experience. At that time, when you think back to today, you will find that there is nothing remarkable. For example, you can go back directly."

Jia Zhen nodded.

"But Zhen'er, suppose your father and I can't swim, or we're standing on the edge of a cliff and we're about to fall off. If you had to choose between the two, who would you choose?"

As if struck by lightning, Jia Zhen glanced at Jia She in a daze, and stammered, "My father should be able to save himself, we two will save you."

"Assuming he doesn't have martial arts."

Jia Zhen: "Then...then save...my father."

Jia Amnesty clutched his chest, looking as if life would be worse than death.

"Then...then save you?"

Jia She immediately smiled, "That's how it should be. Even if I know what you're telling is a lie, but keep in mind that lying in good faith is also a virtue, you know? Especially when you are dealing with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. You must never Just like before, in front of two people, answer so simply."

"Oh."

"Hey, be happy."

Jia She is smiling, he intends to subtly change his eldest nephew's view on marriage.They chatted all the way to Ning Mansion, and after dinner, Jia Amnesty also waited in Ning Mansion for a while, only to see Jia Jing returning home with a panda eye on his head.

"Brother, I'll bring Lian'er home, so I won't disturb your family reunion." Jia Amnesty hugged Jia Lian, planning to return home to Tan Lixian to show off.Little Fatty can recite a whole poem.

"No, Lian'er asked your sister-in-law to take it with you. You have to go to Dali Temple with me later." After Jia Jing finished speaking, he carried Jia Lian to the backyard, and explained to Jia Xu with a gentle face that he had not finished his official duties.

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Jing who hurried back to the front hall again, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Brother, what are you doing back? Just take me to Dali Temple?" Wouldn't it be enough to just send someone here?

"Seeing that the two of you can eat and drink, I feel relieved. I just have time to take a shower and I won't talk nonsense to you." After Jia Jing heaved a sigh of relief, he made a critical statement with a chilly expression on his face. "Have you ever seen a stinky sock? It's not like that pigsty."

After finishing speaking, Jia Jing turned his head and hurriedly ordered: "Burn more water, I feel like I'm going to swish."

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Jing who was talking and left, and pulled Rajazhen's sleeve, "Your father looks very irritable."

"It's not obvious, it's obvious." Jia Zhen was worried, "What happened to Dali Temple?"

After three sticks of incense, Jia Jing wiped his wet hair, leaned against the stove, and whipped the accommodation.They look like dogs on the outside, but they don't take a bath for ten and a half months in winter, and they don't change their socks.

"Brother, according to your status, isn't it a single room?" If you look at the boys' dormitories on the Internet, you will know how hygienic it is.His brother has a little cleanliness, and he understands it.

But it shouldn't be.

"Hehe, that can't stand the old Jiang next door with heavy beriberi, snoring, teeth grinding, and..." Jia Jing was extremely sad and indignant, "Speaking of it, I want to fight. If your father hadn't taught me how to practice..."

"Brother, it's not good for you to be angry like this." Jia She persuaded, and asked about something serious, "Why do you want me at night?"

"Finishing. Didn't you offer a plan for public opinion?"

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Thank you, little rabbit, for the cool landmine, what? (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～