Jia Lian of the Red Chamber is Emperor [System]

Jia Lian's feet seemed to be rooted, and he didn't move at all. Seeing this, Jia Shishi, who was talking, lowered his eyes to cover up the slight displeasure in his heart. He stepped forward and took Jia Lian's hand, acting like a loving grandmother. He said in a harmonious voice: "Lian'er is a well-behaved child. It is said that the blisters are itchy and uncomfortable, but she has never scratched her. Her self-control at such a young age is stronger than that of your big brother Zhu."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang's complexion darkened, she couldn't control the anger in her heart, her eyes stabbed at the flawless Jia Lian with resentment.

Jia Lian's eyebrows are very delicate, with fine makeup and jade, especially a pair of eyes, with flowing eyebrows and bright eyes. Although it is a combination of the advantages of parents, but in comparison, it makes people want to say "nephew is like uncle!" But Lian Yuan rejected the conferred title of madman Wushuang on the spot.Jia Zhu's facial features are not as delicate as Jia Lian's, but she has a round face, thick eyebrows and high nose, not only similar to her parents, but also a pair of slender and thick black eyebrows, somewhat similar to Jia Daishan. Tong, but Jia Daishan and his wife loved Jia Zhu even more in the Jia family.

But now--

Jia Zhu's eyes showed fear and uneasiness, and she clutched Mrs. Wang's sleeves tremblingly.If it weren't for those gang of unfaithful slaves, how could he now... He caught a glimpse of five black dots scattered on the back of his hand from the corner of his eye, and Jia Zhu bit his lips bright red, how could he have turned into such a pockmarked appearance? ? !Moreover, looking up at Jia Lian, he was obviously infected with smallpox at the same time, why is his complexion still pale?

He had just survived smallpox, and his grandparents said he was a lucky man, but the acne marks hadn't faded for half a month, and gradually he heard more and more moans and sighs, pockmarked, his grand grandson of the Rongguo Mansion has become "ten incomplete" and has a flawed face , unable to participate in the imperial examination, unable to become an official.

If it is not cured, his life will be ruined.

For a moment, he hated those servants for not serving them wholeheartedly, but he prayed even more, because his mother said that if his father could inherit the title, even if his face was full of pockmarks, he could still be an official with his ancestral shadow. Uncle Smallpox, please come back again.

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Jia Amnesty took a step forward, guarding Jia Lian behind her, and glanced at Jia Zhu expressionlessly, with the corner of her mouth curled up, revealing a shy expression, "Thank you for your praise, my Lian'er is not so self-controlled, but it's Madam Zhang. Mother Lin and the others are watching over them all the time, and they just tied Lian'er's hands and feet." His son is very good, and his endurance is stronger than his. It's enough for the big room to know about this kind of thing in private. Will be jealous to death!

It's easy to hide a gun, but it's hard to defend against a dark arrow!

There is some reason, there is an impression in his vague mind, although it is a bit difficult to pick up the things that were mentioned in the past, but it is not standing still, and the brain is rusty.

"Then..." Jia Shishi choked on his words, just about to continue crying, and brought the topic to snow lotus cream, when Jia She said sadly, but with determination in his words, he said: "Since the wife and younger siblings are here, You might as well send someone to call the second brother over, let's make it clear and clear as soon as possible."

"You bastard!"

Jia Amnesty took Jia Lian's hand, as if he was absorbing the strength to support him, and instead of looking at Jia Shishi, who had an expressionless face, he turned his head slightly to look at Jia Daishan, who was expressionless, "Master, choosing a day is worse than bumping into it, just face to face today." Make it clear for the gong, otherwise, I won’t be able to take Xiao Xiao to beat the Dengwen drum!”

Jia Daishan rested his elbows on the table, rubbed his head, and stared at Jia She for a long time, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts, or the backer he could rely on behind him.His son has always been carefree and lazy, he has no scheming, he doesn't like reading, and he practiced martial arts for three days, playing nets and two days drying fish. Time, it's a nickname, when a person has no strength, that is playthings.

Before the age of 14, he was protected by his mother, and after the age of 14, he was protected by a powerful wife.

But now that these two people have both passed away, who else can make him stand up?

It's just the identity of the eldest son!

Jia Daishan thought about this, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "You want to disregard brotherhood? Fraternal brotherhood!"

These words were really poignant, and Jia She trembled when he heard the words, "You mean my brother Ni Qiang, fratricide? Let me tell you, if you are willing to catch the poisonous woman who murdered my Hu'er today, I will Please leave home on your own, don't worry about your title, and don't want half of the property! For the title of duke, no, you still have to downgrade the title of inheritance, and it is worth the painstaking efforts of the whole family, without conscience!"

Jia Zheng, who came over after receiving the news, couldn't help but feel elated when he heard this, and then he was filled with resentment.Because it is too easy to get, this will give up lightly.How ridiculous!Just because he was a few years late, Jia She was the rightful heir, and he, the second son, wanted the title just because he wanted to.Obviously, he studied poetry and books since he was a child, and was loved by his parents. He is more suitable to inherit the glory of his ancestors than Jia She, who is a dude with no talent and good looks.

"Nizi, what are you talking nonsense about?" Jia Daishan's eyes were red, he got up, and slapped him.The feats he made with blood and sweat with one knife and one gun, tremblingly obtained from the emperor the only honor among the eight princes who opened the government, the glory of the country that has been carefully maintained all his life, and it is so contemptuous! 1 practice.He punched hard on the table, Jia Daishan almost gritted his teeth, and squeezed out words, "You scoundrel, you have been carrying the title of the heir to the government since you were a child, how chic and comfortable you are! You know, you This innocence, indifference, wealth and honor are all given by me. Without this family, you are nothing. If it wasn’t my son, if it wasn’t from your mother’s womb, with the fetters of this blood, what would you, Jia She, have? Are you qualified to shout here?!"

"I...I... am not qualified..." Jia Shen gritted his teeth to hold back tears, "I am not qualified, I am not qualified!" I couldn't help but murmured several times, as if confirming something, "So---" Jia She suddenly raised his voice, "I don't want the so-called title of Duke and Young Master, wait for you, no, after I avenge my Hu'er, I will leave, leave thoroughly, and promise to be with the Rongguo Mansion and the Jia family Nothing to do with it!"

"You?!" Jia Daishan squinted at Jia Amnesty in disbelief.

"The revenge of my Hu'er falling into the water, and the revenge of Lian'er's smallpox are all here, now!" Jia She forced himself not to cry, his eyes swept over everyone in the room, his head was raised high, and his tone was cold. Douyin, "If you confess your sins early, your sons and husbands can become heirs."

Mrs. Wang trembled, Jia Shishi's complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"If you don't plead guilty, then I will fight to the death with you, who told me that I will be reincarnated?"

"You evil son, you black-hearted evil son!" Jia Shishi came back to his senses, couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and roared directly, "An unfilial and rebellious thing, come here, and ask me for family law!"

"Who wants to ask for family law? You are so angry! Little monkey, I heard that you are disfigured?"

The two sides were confronting each other as if they had been enemies for several generations, when suddenly there was a sound outside the house, which made everyone in the house change their expressions all of a sudden.In the Duke's Mansion, he can drive straight into it, as if there is no one in the land, only the emperor.

Tu Lv's face was expressionless, but if he was close to someone, he would naturally be able to detect the anger hidden in his eyes. Beside him, Zhang Chengyuan, the third master of the Zhang family, squinted his beard, straightened his back deliberately, and said.

Looking at the Jia family who knelt down in unison, let alone how refreshing they are.

Although he is no more than a white man, he is a mountain chief, but this son-in-law is now promising!Previously, the Zhang family was implicated in the case of the prince, and was ordered by the emperor not to enter Beijing forever, and Dafang’s lineage was even trapped back to his hometown Jiangdong. He was forbidden to be an official within three generations, but he has no official status and has a concubine The daughter was caught in the net and became a fish that slipped through the net.

It was not easy for the new emperor to enshrine the harem. This Tulu was not a cruel person. He suppressed all the ministers and sealed Zhang's daughter as empress.

With his daughter as the empress, he, the father, finally had the opportunity to enter Beijing through Feng Cheng'engong's will.As soon as he entered Beijing, he knew what had happened to his niece, so he was cruel. He let go of his old face and knelt for three hours. The empress dowager also knew about it. Finally, he invited the emperor, a big killer, to back him up.

"Excuse me, I'm just going to visit my relatives." Tu Lv controlled the urge to step forward quickly, hug him into his arms to comfort him, and then cut off the heads of all those who bullied him, pursed his lips, and said calmly .

Seeing this, Zhang Chengyuan hurriedly pulled Jia Amnesty to look at his little grandson, suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked someone to lead them to the mourning hall first.After all, the emperor's patience was limited, and he cried, made trouble, hanged himself and begged for support.

Actus: "..."

But after a cup of tea, he was sent out respectfully, and Tu Lv's face was indescribably embarrassed.

In Rongguo Mansion, Zhang Guozhang sat at the head, filled with righteous indignation, raised his arms and began to settle accounts!

"Mr. Rong, as you know, I am the youngest son in my family. I am spoiled by my parents and elder brothers. I always speak quickly. Now, let's open the skylight and speak honestly!" Zhang Chengyuan lowered his head and sipped his tea, fiddled with the tea leaves, " Before I came, I sent invitations to the Wang family, they will come to the door in a while, you must give me an explanation to the Zhang family! Otherwise, sister Xiu, I will welcome you home, and there is absolutely no reason for the blood of the Zhang family to flow outside."

"Mr. Zhang," Jia Daishan stared closely at Zhang Chengyuan for a long time, then suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, "You want Lian'er to be a descendant of a criminal official, so that he can't become an official within three generations?"

Zhang Chengyuan looked gloomy, put down the teacup, and let out a crisp bang, echoing faintly in the lobby.

The two sitting at the top looked at each other, not to be outdone.

Sitting at the bottom, everyone has different expressions and their own thoughts.

Jia Amnesty hugged Jia Lian tightly, it was unexpected that Zhang's third uncle could come, he didn't dare to ask for more.Originally, I just planned to wait for the truth to come to light and to comfort sister Xiu. After Hu'er's spirit in the sky, he would help Ling return to his hometown and take Lian'er with him. If Lian'er was mediocre, he would live an ordinary life incognito. So he took off his hat and came to Wu Qi to ask him to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.The resources owned by the eldest son of a family are far more than ordinary people.

Jia Zheng glanced expressionlessly at Jia Zhu who was standing beside him, his eyes flickered, and he thought slowly in his heart.

Behind the screen, Jia Shishi gave Mrs. Wang a hard look.

For a while, the lobby was silent.

Jia Jing, who was invited because of his status as the patriarch, looked anxious, looked left and right, he didn't want to care about the mess, he just sipped his tea, and said: "Mr. Missing investigation. But people cannot be resurrected after death, we should focus on the present, no matter what, we are all connected by blood and muscles, you are angry with my Jia family, but we should also think about it for Lian'er."

Hearing Jia Jing's words, Jia Daishan heaved a sigh of relief.This big nephew is still on the road.

Zhang Chengyuan gave him a contemptuous look, "It is said that you are a second-class jinshi with serious books and books, and you are good at reading."

"Not as good as Mr. Zhang." Jia Jing was stabbed, and replied blankly: "As the head of the Jia family, I am duty-bound to what happened today. Jia Hu's death, Jia Zhu was thrown into the lake, Jia Lian, Jia Zhu was happy , It’s all a mess, but it involves Jia, Zhang, Wang, and the three families, so I shyly said a way to deal with it, you just listen. Enhou is my Jia family, and I must not leave home, but since I don’t want to be here Since the lineage of the Rong Mansion is willing to be honored, I decided to join my lineage of the Ning Mansion, and the signboard of the Ning State Mansion can also protect father and son from worrying about food and clothing, and not worrying about official career obstacles."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Jia Jing glanced at Jia Zheng, and said, "Jia Wang needs to be with the ancient Buddha, but Jia Zheng can't divorce his wife. After all, Jia Zhu, your eldest son has a bright future, isn't it?"

Jia Zheng: "..."

Appreciating Jia Zheng's expression as if he had eaten a fly, Jia Jing shifted his gaze contentedly, and glanced at Jia Daishan, "Uncle Shan, the glory of Duke Rong, you have worked hard, but your experience is limited, so you can take care of everyone." I can't take care of the Xiao family, so how about this patriarch's proposal? You let Jia Shishi worship the Buddha, and I help you persuade Enhou to join our lineage of Ningfu? You promise your youngest son to inherit your title? Jia Shishi, you might as well think about it. Fan?"