[Red Mansion] Koi Jia Hu

The birth mother of the nine princes is a noble concubine. After the death of the first queen, the emperor has no plans to establish another queen. In addition, there is no imperial concubine in the palace, so she is the highest ranking.

The Ninth Prince has seen too many scenes of all the concubines in the palace saluting to the noble concubine, and heard too many courtesies and eunuchs around him who have no bottom line, so he develops a temperament that thinks very highly of himself.

Because of this, he looked down on the princes born to other concubines, even Tu Yuan and the prince born to the former empress.

In the eyes of the Ninth Prince, only his brother, the talented Sixth Prince, is qualified to be the crown prince.

But the fact is that it was the crown prince who took that position, not the sixth prince as he had hoped and thought.

Feeling that the prince has no ability, he just became the crown prince by virtue of his status as the son of the first son, and the Ninth Prince felt uncomfortable.

In addition, seeing that the emperor always favored Tu Yuan, who was sick every day or two, more than him, the Ninth Prince was jealous, so he became more and more disliked by Tu Yuan, finding fault if there was nothing to do.

Even if he was reprimanded by the emperor many times, he would not change his ways.

No, as soon as the message of looking down on Jia Hu was conveyed, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but choked with Tu Yuan angrily.

"I said Thirteenth Brother, you smell like milk all over your companion, I'm afraid you haven't been weaned yet? Are you sure he really came to be a companion, not to play house?"

"Playing house? What is that?" Jia Hu blinked his eyes in doubt, tilted his head and smiled, "Hu'er has never played it before. You must know whether it is fun if you have played it, right?"

Unexpectedly, Jia Hu cleverly answered his question with a single sentence, the Ninth Prince felt depressed, and his face immediately turned dark. "You've only ever played such a childish game for a three-year-old girl!"

"It seems that Brother Jiu's ears are not very good. Didn't Hu'er just say that?" Tu Yuan pronounced each word clearly: "He doesn't know what playing house is, and he has never played it before."

"My father mentioned to me that when I was young, Brother Nine loved to pester the sisters to play house. Even if you admit it, the younger brothers will not laugh at you anyway."

Tu Yuan didn't want Jia Hu to be bullied as soon as he came. Seeing that the Ninth Prince was vying to be the first bird, it was hard to get rid of his "good intentions", so he grabbed him and yelled at him, killing chickens and monkeys to show others.

Let them all know that if they watched Jia Hu attack him when he was young, they themselves would have to pay for it.

Of course, Tu Yuan did this only to show Jia Hu's position in his heart.Ijiahu's Fuwa traits, he doesn't think that those who come to him with bad intentions are likely to achieve their goals.

The Ninth Prince relied on his biological mother being a noble concubine, and was always domineering, so he was actually not very popular among the princes.At this moment, except for the fifteenth prince whose birth mother is not favored and whose status is low, he likes to fawn on his ass, and the other princes are not easy to deal with him.

At this moment, seeing that the Ninth Prince's mouth had suffered, the several princes sneered unabashedly.

"You are not allowed to laugh. If anyone laughs again, I will sue him for disrespecting his elder brother and punish him for copying the book a hundred times!" The Ninth Prince shouted with a livid face, then pointed at Jia Hu's nose aggressively and said, "You are bold, Who allowed you to talk to this prince like this!"

Jia Hu's eyes were dazed and innocent, scratching her head and said, "What's wrong with Hu'er? Can't you ask if you don't understand?"

Tu Yuan protected the calf, frowned at the Ninth Prince and said: "Hu'er doesn't know what a family is, but I just asked Brother Nine, why are you angry?"

After finishing speaking, without giving the Ninth Prince a chance to intervene, Tu Yuan turned his head and said to Jia Hu: "Don't talk to him, being angry is his hobby, and if he doesn't get angry for a day, he will feel uncomfortable. You will get used to it after seeing too much."

At that moment, small laughter resounded in Shang's study room again.

The Ninth Prince blushed and his neck was thick, and he trembled with anger. "You, you..."

Tu Yuan suddenly interrupted him, "By the way, I forgot to mention it just now. Father Enjun Hu'er does not need to salute when seeing the prince, and all the treatment in the Shang study is the same as that of the prince."

"So, brother Nine Emperors, please pay attention to your attitude towards Hu'er."

Tu Yuan spoke the whole sentence slowly, and saw the Ninth Prince's angry eyes bursting into flames as he wished.

He paused for a while, and then added the last sentence he hadn't finished speaking. "Also, the matter of Hu'er being my companion is decided by the father. If you have any objections, you can go to the father, and don't say anything in the Shang study."

The Ninth Prince's nostrils expanded, and he breathed out as if he was suffering from tracheitis. He stared at Tu Yuan and Jia Hu, like an angry lion that would erupt at any time.

Everyone in the room had never seen him so angry, and those who were less timid were frightened.

But who are Jia Hu and Tu Yuan, let alone a person who has become an angry lion, even if a real lion comes in front of them, they may not be afraid.

After all, the two of them are the ones who have seen the king of beasts.

Especially Jia Hu, not only saw it, but also brought it back and raised it at home, riding and masturbating.

"I'm angry again." Jia Hu glanced at the Ninth Prince, and whispered into Tu Yuan's ear, "He really loves to be angry, just like my father loves to cry. Will he cry later?"

Tu Yuan looked at the Ninth Prince's face for two or three eyes, nodded solemnly and said, "It's possible."

Jia Hu grabbed the hairball, with a troubled expression on his face.

"It's so distressing, Hu'er doesn't like to hear people cry, it hurts her ears." She said and touched her two ears distressedly.

Tu Yuan said in a low voice: "Don't worry, brother Jiuhuang loves face the most. Even if he cries, he will only cry secretly, and will never make a loud cry. It won't hurt everyone's ears."

Jia Hu seemed to understand, nodded his head heavily, and said softly, "Yes, Hu'er understands."

"Bastard! See if I don't beat you to your knees and beg for mercy." The Ninth Prince fought alone, impulsive and brainless, unable to fight Tu Yuan, and raised his fist to attack Jia Hu and Tu Yuan.

Jia Hu quickly pulled Tu Yuan out of the door, and the Ninth Prince chased after him without thinking.

Everyone in the room was shocked by the Ninth Prince's attitude of doing it as soon as he said it, and his reaction was half a beat slow.When he came back to his senses, he quickly stepped out of the gate.

Then, they were lucky enough to witness that the Ninth Prince hit the lecturer Mo Daru on the chest with his fist.

Mo Daru clutched his aching chest, very angry.

"What does Ninth Prince mean by this? Although I am only in charge of teaching you one class, I am still your teacher no matter what. If you don't even know how to respect teachers, start from the beginning today. Wait ten or eight years Afterwards, leave this Shang’s study to receive an errand from the emperor.”

Mo Daru, a great Confucian of the generation, was a speech official in the early days, and he has hated everyone from the emperor to the civil and military officials.

Later, when I got older, I came to the Shangshufang to teach the prince.

The princes did something wrong, and the other lecturers tried to persuade them nicely, but he was the only one who reprimanded the princes without batting an eyelid.

Therefore, almost every prince in Shangshu's room was terrified of Mo Daru.

The Ninth Prince withdrew his hand stiffly, and explained in panic: "That's not the case, I don't have any dissatisfaction with sir. It was Thirteenth Brother and the new companion Jia Hu who jointly bullied me. I was so angry that I felt dizzy and wanted to do it, who knows... I really didn't mean to hit you, sir..."

Mo Daru used his eyes to scan left and right, and found the figures of Tu Yuan and Jia Hu inside the door of Shangshu's room, and then looked at the place where he was standing far away, and he recognized that the Ninth Prince was lying.

He said angrily: "Enough, I don't want to hear your sophistry."

Mo Daru's technique of punishing people is not ordinary, and he also likes to sue the emperor, the nine princes are terrified, and their eyes are red. "What I said is true, if you don't believe me, ask other people."

As the Ninth Prince's voice fell, only his follower, the Fifteenth Prince, and his companions nodded and said yes, and the others didn't say anything.

Witnessing this scene, Mo Daru laughed back angrily, pointed at the door and said, "The thirteenth prince is inside the house, but you ran outside to attack him, do you really think the old man is old and his brain is rusted?" ?”

"What's more, you, the ninth prince, have always been the only one in the palace who loves to bully others. The thirteenth prince is weak, and he is a few years younger than you. How can he bully you? Even if you want to deceive the old man, you must find a good excuse. !"

The eleventh prince peeked at Jia Hu and Tu Yuan who were not far away, and whispered to his companion. "The thirteenth brother was clearly still outside the door, when did he run to our side?"

"I didn't see it." One of the accompanying readers shook his head and said, "Everyone's attention is on Mr. and the Ninth Prince, and Mr.'s two eyes have been fixed on the Ninth Prince. It seems that the Thirteenth Prince just took advantage of everyone not paying attention. He quietly slipped back to the door."

"It seems that Brother Ninth is cheating on Brother Thirteen!" The Eleventh Prince looked at the Ninth Prince who was bearing Mo Daru's anger, and quickly glanced at Tu Yuan again, and came to a conclusion. "The thirteenth brother has always been quiet, so he is the most cunning one among us."

On the other side, the Ninth Prince couldn't explain it, he felt flustered and wronged, and felt like crying. "I, I really didn't... sir, trust me!"

Mo Daru listened but did not hear, "Go back to the Shang's study immediately, today you will stand and listen to the lecture. I will discuss your problem with the emperor after he comes down."

Angrily leaving a word, he walked towards the door of Shang's study with a flick of his sleeves.

Seeing this, everyone made way for Mo Daru to enter, but he stopped in front of the door before stepping in.

"Are you Jia Hu, the companion of the new Shang's study?" Among all the people, Jia Hu was the only one who was a stranger, and Mo Daru confirmed Jia Hu's identity without thinking about it.

Mo Daru had a serious face, his lips were tightly pursed, his face was cold, and he looked extremely stern.

Ordinary children will shrink their necks in fear when they see it.

But Jia Hu smiled at him with crooked eyes, revealing the dimples on his cheeks, making him look sweet and soft, like a cotton candy.

He replied softly, "Yes, sir, Hu'er is very obedient and obedient."

Jia Hu's small face was covered with the word "obedient", and even the breath around her told her that she was very obedient.

Mo Daru's icy face warmed up, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he pulled out an unnatural smile. "Well, go in and sit down."

Jia Hu smiled sweetly, nodded her head obediently, and led Tu Yuan into the house behind Mo Daru.

Everyone who entered Shang's study room was picked on by Mo Daru. At first, everyone thought that Jia Hu was no exception today, and they might even cry because of Mo Daru's mood today.

However, what they saw was that Mo Daru simply asked Jia Hu and let him go.

The most shocking thing was that Mo Daru was still smiling.

Everyone had the same dull face, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Dodged Brother Jiu's fist, and also avoided Mr. Jia Hu's prick, this Jia Hu is really lucky!"

"Isn't it because of the good-looking face?"

"Have it all!"

"But we are also good looking, why did the former husband talk about us from head to toe?"

"Maybe no one grows sweet."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Jia Hu's face in unison, "...I actually think what you said makes sense."