Jia Zheng Wucai in the Red Chamber

Jia She let out a hoarse roar, and the last word "no" echoed in the ancestral hall for a long time.

"Enhou, calm down, calm down!" Seeing that the big cousin is like a crazy wolf dog, ready to bite anyone, Jia Jing hastily stretched out his hand to stop him. A chill, with a trembling voice: "Enhou, you must be careful, don't knock and fall... Come on, if there is anything, tell the elder brother, the elder brother will definitely make the decision for you, be good. "

Listening to her father's soft eight-point tone, Jia Zhen was so frightened that she shook her goosebumps, and looked at the tablet in Jia She's arms, only to feel that the solemn and gloomy aura that was originally heavy and gloomy is now glowing. A circle of mysterious soft light shone like a gold medal for avoiding death.

He really wanted to... really wanted to... give it a try!

Not to mention the father and son of the Ning Mansion, Jia Zheng, who was named and shouted here, is also the chief culprit. He looked at the red-eyed Jia She with a strange look on his face.When he and Jia Jing received a report from the steward of the Ning Mansion to report that Jia Amnesty had made a big noise in the ancestral hall, he didn't really care. The Ming Tombs, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and a certain commemorative crystal coffin can also happily gesture scissors, and the only thing that needs to be accompanied by pictures is here.

Jia Zheng didn't care about the ancestral hall at all, but when he glanced at the four characters "Jia's Ancestral Hall", he stepped over the gate of the black oil fence, entered the courtyard, walked on Baishiyong Road, walked to the main hall step by step, and listened to it. Watching Jia Amnesty tell Jia Zhen the words of fleeing and saving his life, coupled with the brilliant incense candles and embroidered curtains inside, it feels a little real.

He, Jia Zheng, or rather, he is willing to live in the name of Jia Zheng, but after all, he has not really integrated into the Jia family, into this family.

Although he said something beneficial to the Jia family in what he did today, when he asked himself, when he took on this task or this challenge, he didn't think much about the term Jia's at all.

He is not alone.

Jia Zheng sighed silently. Facing Jia Amnesty who was too excited, he also understood what the other party was doing. After thinking about it, he said, "Brother, there is something inside this matter, listen to me."

"I won't listen!" Jia She raised his chin proudly: "Today, I will let you understand what filial piety is, and that the elders and children are orderly. I will kill you, an unfilial son, for my father!"

While talking, Jia Amnesty struggled and wanted to rush out again.

Jia Jing and Jia Zhen were on their respective sides, carefully blocking them.

Jia Zheng glanced sideways at the best route, and led Jia She into the ancestral hall, saying, "Since elder brother wants to practice family law for father, he must stay in the ancestral hall."

Hearing Jia Zheng's words, Jia Amnesty snorted coldly through his nostrils, ignored people, and only said to the servants on the left and right: "Tie the second child up, and wait for the master to come back!"

"Brother, where are you going with the tablet of father and grandfather?" Jia Zheng walked in quietly, raised his hand quietly, and slapped Jia She, who turned his head and urged Jia Zhen to run away with Lian'er, quickly.

Jia Amnesty felt a pain in his neck, and before he could turn his head to check, he passed out.

The father and son of the Ning Mansion at the side: "..."

All the boys: "..."

Jia Zheng quickly rescued the fallen tablet, handed it to Jia Jing, then looked at Jia She, who was dragged by Jia Zhen, and explained calmly: "Brother is angry, it doesn't make sense, we wait He calmed down and calmed down."

"Second brother, do you think he can calm down after waking up?" Jia Jing held the tablet with his hands, only feeling a little tired, and it would be more suitable for him to become a monk.

Or, ancestor, can he get rid of Rongfu from the Jia clan?

Most of the family affairs he handles in a year belong to this family. Either the old lady is crying and clamoring to go back to Jinling, or Jia She visits the ancestral hall from time to time, or it is Jia Laoer who spends money lavishly and doesn't understand yellow and white things. The poor relative who casually promised to come to beat the autumn wind caused him to be called a cheapskate behind his back.

The more I think about it, the more I want to expel Rong Mansion from the clan!

Jia Zheng gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

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Jia Amnesty opened his eyes slowly, and saw Xiaojun's face very close.

Jia Lian held Jia She's chin tenderly and said, "Father, you're awake. Brother Zhen is right, Lian'er is a lucky star!"

Jia Amnesty was in a trance, feeling a little overwhelmed, his hands were soft on his aching neck, and he asked, "Lian'er, you crawled on my father's bed like this, isn't it right?!"

Jia Amnesty exclaimed, "You're still here?!"

"Father," Jia Lian was not afraid when she heard the scream, but twisted her body, crawled to the end of the bed with both hands and feet, and casually pulled out a fan and said, "Second Uncle said you tore it hard, calm down."

Jia She swept the fan, calmed down completely, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and lifted the quilt: "Second brother, how dare you take the fan used by Wang Zhi in the old library collection, fan!"

Jia Lian's chubby body trembled and scratched his head: "Why is it different from what Uncle said?"

"What?" Jia She just lifted the quilt, but looking at the bound legs, he laughed inexplicably while being angry.

Because the big "I" was written on the side of the rope, I made a mistake.It comes with a thick stack of apology letters sticking out of a corner under the quilt.

"Father, this..." In order to promise to take him out to play, Jia Lian slipped into the bed from the end of the bed, fluttered around, and finally took the letter of apology, thought for a while, and parroted: "Father, uncle said, you see If he is still angry after this, he will smash the second uncle's ass."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Jia She rolled his eyes, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't be angry at his own baby, of course he smashed things, looking at the fans piled up around him, he couldn't do any of them!

He was so wronged to death.

Unfolding the letter, Jia Amnesty read it word by word. After reading Jia Jing's narration and his own thinking, he read Jia Zheng's explanation of why he concealed them in the first place.

I just feel that his stupid brother has been deceived.

Is the debt problem serious?

What does it matter to him if the treasury has no money?Besides, it's not that I haven't made a fortune.Corrupt officials in the south of the Yangtze River colluded with salt merchants, just like harvesting leeks, crop after crop.Even if there is no corruption, let's play a fairy dance.

What's more, for his grand master, let alone the national treasury, he also harmed a lot of things in the emperor's private treasury back then, and he is still alive and kicking.

Thinking of this, Jia Amnesty calmed down, looked at his stupid son with sparkling eyes, and casually said, "Who said I took you out to play?" Shameless, he actually used his son as a striker.

"Second Uncle, he said that he would take Brother Zhu and me out to play every day and not let us study anymore."

"Do you believe what he said?"

Jia Lian's head is far away.Regarding Jia Zheng, he still had shadows, his small face hesitated, "But...but there are Uncle Jing and Brother Zhen."

Jia Lian calculated with his fingers: "Brother Zhen has been hanging on a hook with me for 100 years, and he gave me an extra-large shiny stone. He said that if I go out to play, I can buy reads if I have him."

Touching Jia Lian's head, Jia Amnesty grieved, "My son needs to be rich, or I can sell my father for a piece of gold."

Jia Lian didn't understand, so she looked at Jia Amnesty and smirked.

"Go and call them in." Jia She commanded.

"Oh." Jia Lian nodded, climbed out of bed quickly, and ran out happily.

After a while, Jia Zheng and Jia Jing arrived together.Followed by the drooping head, Jia Zhen, the oldest and unhappy.

Jia Zhen was very depressed and said hello.He didn't want to hear about the plans of the Jia family at all, and he didn't want to be exposed to all kinds of so-called political undercurrents.

Jia Amnesty asked Jia Zheng to sit aside with a pleasant face, and then sneered at Jia Zheng: "Second brother, you have listed all these reasons well, but you forgot the most important one."

"What?" Jia Zheng was a little surprised. The treasury's IOUs have been proved by later generations of Hongxue research.

"I think we have reached a consensus on this before: my Jia family will die one day, and it will be due to standing in line. As for having no money, it is just a side detail."

"Huh?" Now even Jia Jing was a little curious.Taking advantage of Jia Amnesty's coma and Jia Zheng's bewitching Jia Lian, he also sent people to the household department to inquire, and even licked his old face, and contacted the same department at the household department.

"Do you know how much money can be made nowadays?" Jia She said contemptuously: "Not to mention anything else, just look at the past few years, ah, how many of the clothes of the dude are imitated by Jin Yiwei. You think Jin Yiwei is easy to pirate?"

Jia Zheng shook his head dumbly, and said concisely: "Be filial."

The corner of Jia Jing's mouth twitched: "Even today's industry is just a drop in the bucket, right? Maybe these people live such a luxurious life, but the elders in the family are crying poor, which will make today's dissatisfaction even more."

"Will you kill a hen that lays eggs?" Jia Amnesty untied the rope and asked.

"Consumption stimulates economic growth?" Jia Zheng was taken aback after he finished speaking.Before he had time to marvel at the wisdom of the aborigines, the word "piracy" that Jia She received earlier suddenly appeared in his mind, and he felt his mind was in a mess.Some logical errors.

It is impossible for Jia Amnesty to be time-traveled, otherwise he would not be able to make himself into this virtue and let the Red Chamber follow the development of the plot.After all, he was very supportive of the deposed prince.

But if not, where did this cheap big brother's modern vocabulary, and even some theories come from?

"Yeah." Jia She pondered, "Uh...it seems to be that way. Anyway, it's almost the same meaning. When the Tai Tuo was in class, he mentioned that in order to develop the economy, in addition to agriculture, it is necessary to properly raise businessmen. Status, after all, a businessman, with a lot of money! But this is not enough, what do you want..." Jia She scratched his head, "Anyway, I only remember a little bit of dandyism, and the development of the luxury economy depends on us! Others, Someone must be proficient in learning, hum!"

"It's a pity that Bu Taifu was involved in the land reform..." Jia Jing sighed deeply.In the past, Jia Amnesty had the honor to accompany the prince to study, and he was also taught by Bu Xiong, a well-known celebrity at that time.Bu Taifu is not a simple all-rounder in civil and military affairs, a proud son of heaven who has not been born in a hundred years, etc. can be summed up in one word.But in the end, people can erase the horizontal marks, just because the speech is too advanced, which makes them feel scared.If Enhou can remember his words, it will be enough to benefit him for a lifetime.

Jia Zheng: "..."

Wait, did he have a memory error?

Jia Zheng knew from the so-called family biography of the Jia family that he killed a tiger at the age of three, became obsessed with one hundred and eight wives at the age of five, and shocked the world with his strategies at the age of seven. After three visits, does Mr. Bu Xiong have the same name?

Hehe, he met a cynical middle school kid in modern times who happened to have the same name.