Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

As soon as the man rushed over with the knife, the light from the blade made the guards of the Jia family react quickly, and they did not hesitate to make a move to capture him.

With a "click", the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, making a heavy sound.

Because of being subdued by one move, the other party became more and more jealous. With a look of resentment in his scarlet eyes, he slashed at Jia Zhen, then at Jia Amnesty, gnashing his teeth, "I'm just such a son, why don't you save me?" he!"

Jia Amnesty raised his hand to grab Jia Zhen's arm, took a step forward, and took a look.The other party was about forty years old, and the material he was wearing was not bad, it was Shu embroidery, and he was wearing a finger wrench and a sparkling ruby ​​ring on his hand.The dagger that fell to the ground after being captured by the guards is the same, and the handle is still inlaid with gems.

The whole person is chubby, and his face is also like a disc, but because of his mood at the moment, it is distorted into a rectangle, which looks a little bit harsh.

It looks like a merchant.

This ancient and modern view, in the words of later generations, is a state-owned enterprise.Those who can come here to offer incense are basically either rich or expensive.Not to mention that this body is only short of "I have money" to dress up.

a merchant...

Jia She's face was gloomy.He could also take a few deep breaths and tell himself not to care about the kind of small fights before, when he got a bird shit on his beautiful Jue, after all, he had a good time in the Qianqing Palace, and he also thought that there might be someone after the incident. want to vent.

But I never expected that the means of revenge would be so disgusting.Unless the kind of people who are naturally anti-social, a merchant, in the current environment, kills a noble with a knife, according to the law, he must punish the three clans.Only those who have been lured and instigated, and pushed out as pawns by someone with a heart, have the courage.

"Dare to assassinate this Lord? Go to Dali Temple and report the case immediately." Jia Amnesty ordered, and someone immediately nodded in agreement and left.

"You officials protect each other..."

The pilgrims next to him took a look, and their footsteps slowed down a bit. Some people saw this, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, they left quickly.

"Speak with respect. I'm a noble, not an official." Jia Amnesty turned back without hesitation. From the corner of his eye, he saw the curious pilgrims on the left and right. Their faces turned cold, and they said loudly in public: " Lord Ben Hou asks you, who are you? As the saying goes, even if you die, you have to be a fool. If you run out for no reason, who knows who you are. "

As he said that, Jia She turned his eyes and glanced at the Taoist priests who seemed to have heard the news, saluted the leader, and said kindly: "It is our fault for disturbing the cleanliness of the Taoist sect, but I still want to take advantage of this matter." Before Dali Temple comes, confront them clearly."

"This……"

While the Taoist priest was still hesitating, the middle-aged man who was held captive seemed to hear some joke, and laughed heart-piercingly, struggling and shouting, "Who am I?!"

"Be honest." The guards put in a lot of effort and clasped the man's shoulder tightly, preventing him from moving casually.

Hearing the sound of cracking and cracking bones, the pilgrims looked at each other, all a little frightened, and looked at the Taoist priests, wanting them to ask for love.There was also a benevolent old lady who said directly, "After all, this is a place outside the Taoist temple, and everyone pays attention to a compassionate heart. It's not easy to see blood when it's Chinese New Year."

At the same time, he took a deep breath from the pain, and the hatred in the eyes of the middle-aged man became more and more obvious. He raised his head and asked coldly: "That's a good question! Mr. Zhongyi is busy with his affairs, so I'm afraid it's too late." I can't remember who I am."

Jia Amnesty turned expressionlessly and said, "Let's go."

"I'm Zhang San, the owner of Shiweizhai." Seeing Jia She turned around without hesitation, Zhang San, who said his name, gritted his teeth and asked, "Lord Zhongyi, do you remember?"

Jia Amnesty paused, and looked back at Zhang San, who had a ferocious expression, with a bewildered expression.

Seeing this, Jia Zhen thought about it carefully, and took a few steps forward. Surrounded by the guards carefully, she looked at it for a while, and then hurried back to Jia She, reminding her in a low voice, "Uncle She, Their house sells preserved fruits and the like, and the sour plum soup is delicious. I still have some impressions of his son, he is not fat like him, he looks fair, and it is said that he is also a scholar."

Hearing this, Jia She rubbed his forehead, tried his best to search through the memory of his previous life twice, and then vaguely remembered something, and asked through gritted teeth, "Sour plum soup, right?"

He is in modern ice cream, milk tea, coffee, Sprite, fruit stick protein, powder... I have long forgotten what sour plum soup is.

Of course, it is even more hateful to remember.

"Back then, your store couldn't keep going, and your relationship went back and forth, so you finally asked Benhou to come here. I think that the soup tastes good, so it can be regarded as a reprieve for Benhou's bitter summer, and help you and Uncle Xiaoguo get rid of it Made a few words. Can you count as your family's benefactor?" Jia Amnesty said, leaning over to look at Zhang San in a puzzled way, staring at the man's face without blinking, the man's eyes , I want to see a reason from it.

It is indispensable to open a shop in modern times, and it is even more so in ancient times.Especially if you want to open a store on the streets of this three-acre land in Dongcheng, you have to have some connections.

Endorsing some merchants and collecting dividends is considered a source of pocket money for young men like them.Of course, their young master also understands the principle that rare things are more valuable, and he will not promise easily, so as not to be used by others to implicate his family.Not to mention his name as Jia She, when his father was still there, he was one of the top four bureaucrat sons with high gold content.

He, Jia She, also really saw that the soup quenched his thirst and tasted good.I also posted a favor and went out, inviting Uncle Guo to eat, drink and have fun, so that people would let the shop go.

"benefactor?"

Hearing this word, Zhang San laughed even more treacherously, and said angrily with a bit of sarcasm, "That's because you took my family's family heirloom, Baoyu Guanyin, and you are just reluctant to do so."

"Fuck," after hearing this, Jia She was furious and stood up straight, "Keep your mother's mouth clean. What is a family heirloom? If you say a family heirloom, will the Lord want it? A Jade Guanyin, I How about this one? Everyone in the capital knows that Master’s heart is fan, fan!"

Seeing Jia She's appearance, the surrounding pilgrims all had different expressions and whispered to each other.

"Okay, fan, don't be angry." Tan Li sensitively noticed that Jia She seemed to be thinking about the ruin of the stone nerd's family again, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"That's right," Jia Zhen was furious when she saw this, "I think you're talking nonsense, you've lost your mind and gone crazy."

"Yeah, I've been crazy for a long time." Zhang San's eyes were full of haze, "Then can you deny it? My Zhang family will give you money according to the dividends. After ten years, one hundred thousand! But What about you? Those who can obviously save my son are indifferent."

Jia Amnesty: "As for the silver, my Jia family's account book is still in Dali Temple, and we can reconcile it at that time! Now you are talking about your son, why are we indifferent?"

Seeing Jia She's indifferent and icy expression, Zhang San said, his complexion became more and more distorted, "At the lotus pond that day, all the people present could see clearly, and they all said, isn't this A natural accident. It was your officials who protected each other and fought for power and profit, and we ordinary people were innocently involved, involved!"

As he said that, Zhang San became emotional, roared, and the blue veins on his forehead also protruded, "So many of you only care about saving the prince and grandson, we accept our fate. But why don't you save it? Why do you save the one you want to save? People just left? Leaving my son and others, no one even gave them artificial respiration?"

Thinking of this word, Zhang San couldn't help but hate.How can it be so frivolous to treat diseases and save lives? Can't there be some normal means when talking to each other in broad daylight?Think about the princes and grandchildren, it is said that artificial respiration will be fine.This is completely hidden and not exposed.

"Don't you deserve to die? My family has worked hard to make money for you, but you don't even care about my son! I'm just such a son, and the five generations of our Zhang family are single!" At the end, Zhang San cried bitterly, "I ...I'm just such a son, God, I wish I could change my life..."

Hearing this, and thinking about the scholarly words uttered by Jia Zhen, the pilgrims were a little surprised.

"This... this is unprecedented, no wonder it is so!"

"I didn't say that, I'm still a scholar, it's not easy to train!"

"It's really poor."

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The Taoist priests on the side: "..." Those who say I am a Buddha stand up and have a chat!

Hearing the buzzing in his ears, Jia She let out a snort, laughed angrily, and pointed at Jia Zhen, "How amazing is the Five Generations Single Pass? He is also the only seedling! Once the incident happened, all those who could go into the water went down, and so did he." In the end, I was exhausted and was rescued by someone! I am surprised that the lotus pond is still in a state of confiscation! How could it be possible that no one was there when we left?"

"Death cannot be brought back to life. Before that, I, Marquis Jia En, might offer condolences and say a few nice words, but you are not worthy." Jia She narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with coldness. In the name of the father, avenge the killing of the son, avenge us, and blame no one for artificial respiration?"

Zhang San choked, and looked at Jia Amnesty with dark eyes.

"It's okay if you don't mention this point. Once I mention this, I want to say it. The steps, carefully drawn and drawn, are hung in the middle of the tent, and everyone can see them as soon as they look up! Xiaoshi is afraid that some people can't read. , and specially asked a person who could read to read there. Not to mention the other doctors who were summoned. I saw with my own eyes that the arrangements were orderly, so I went out to look for Zhener. Is it?" Jia She said, his eyes were red.

"You are not the only one who has a son. To put it bluntly, after the emperor arrived at the scene, he was busy arranging for the drowning rescue to help stabilize the panicked situation. In the case of Lianhuachi, the guards who died the most were the guards who went to save people again and again. Guard." Tan Li silently added from the side.Although he was in the water at the time, the emperor's luck could still be felt.Because at that time the water ghost below was even more crazy and distorted.As soon as he inquired, he heard the emperor's words of concern for the people.

Speaking of this, Jia Zhen's eyes turned red.Because he has died in the water too many times, the guards around him are all good at water.Even if something happened, everyone went to the pool without hesitation.In the beginning, they froze because of formation problems, and two people were killed.

Jia Shen recalled all that happened that day, and the fire in his heart couldn't help burning up. He glanced coldly at Zhang San, and then at the crowd, slamming every word, sonorously: "When saving people, there is no such thing as life. It’s not cheap, if you meet him in Xiachi, you will immediately rescue them. The last ones to be rescued are the three princes and Zhen’er.”

"You are all adults with brains. You should understand that rumors stop at the wise man. What you hear and see should be analyzed with your brain before you say it."

After saying this, Jia Amnesty didn't care what the expressions of the pilgrims were, and bowed again to the Taoist priests who were waiting quietly, "I'm disturbing the noble temple."

"Jia Jushi is being polite."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jia Amnesty waited until someone from Dali Temple came, saw Jiang Zining, told the story of what had happened, and whispered his doubts, and was taken away by a Taoist priest before going down to the backyard to visit. Daoist He Yun.

Daoist He Yun suffered a backlash because of divination, and now he looks pale, and his whole person is not like before, with a very calm and indifferent appearance, lying on the soft bed, sickly .

"Daoist Heyun, why are you so wrinkled? You look ten years older." Jia Zhen looked at it, and couldn't help but red eyes.

"Look at what Er Dan is saying, the old man...cough cough..." He Yun covered his handkerchief, and then smiled, "The old man is still waiting to give you the character of his wife."

"I'm rounding up, I'll be 20 soon, and I can take the name." Jia Zhen turned her head and got angry when she heard the dick, and emphasized.His nickname, under his repeated protests, is rarely known.

"Cough cough..." He Yun covered his mouth, coughed for a while, and stopped laughing, "Okay, watch words."

"Daoist, you drink tea." Jia Amnesty took the teacup from Daotong and handed it over, "You tease Zhen'er, be careful that he burns incense inadvertently."

"Then you can invite a golden body for Sanqing." He Yun replied.

Smiling and saying something about his parents, He Yun slowly opened his mouth and asked: "That old monk Yanhui has really verified that it is Zhang Gui, not a substitute?"