The Supreme Emperor Jia She of the Red Chamber

Hou Xiaokang felt that his head was getting bigger.

But...Hou Xiaokang was shocked when he saw Jia Jing's expression, and unexpectedly, the other's sturdy resume appeared in his mind.

Jia Jing can also be regarded as a talent in the noble circle.

Unlike him who was forced to learn a thousand characters at the age of three, squatting at the age of five, familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of seven, and went to the Imperial Academy at the age of nine, and carried out the training plan for the children of the aristocratic family step by step, Jia Jing was the one who took the blame halfway.Before he was seven years old, he lived a carefree life as the second son. Later, when Jia Fu became seriously ill, Jia Jing was ordered to accept the education of the heir of Ningfu and the patriarch of the Jia clan.

I still remember that my father was worried that the Jia family was undermining the growth.

But Jia Jing made Zhong Xungui stunned.

Apart from lagging behind in martial arts, Jia Jing caught up with the education of the heirs of the aristocratic families in less than half a year, and then he was a child, a scholar, a scholar, a Jinshi and a scholar along the way, far ahead of everyone.

Even if he finally abandons the position of the family and goes to degeneration.

However, it cannot be denied that Jia Jing is smarter, at least smarter than Jia She, and a bit smarter than...he was born smarter.

He has always had self-knowledge, knowing that the reason why he can maintain the glory of his family is only because he is more persistent than them and never forgets his original intention.

Hou Xiaokang looked at Jia Amnesty softly, and said, "This kid Rongchang has known about us for a long time. The future head of the Hou family is very honored." Finally, he has a mother.

His lips twitched a bit, and Hou Xiaokang proudly swallowed the last half of his words to ensure the harmony of the family.

There is nothing wrong with his children!Jia Amnesty is welcome to join.

The Hou family welcomes the mistress to join and run the Hou family together!

Jia Amnesty subconsciously shook his goosebumps, he always felt that Hou Xiaokang hadn't finished speaking.

Jia Jing, who kept staring at every slight change, listened to the emphatically emphasized word "Hou Jia", and felt that his toothache was so sweet.

Covering his increasingly red and swollen cheeks, Jia Jing got up and passed between the two, and said coldly: "Right now everyone is focusing on the battle between the two emperors, but don't forget that the grandchildren of the royal family can play soy sauce, let alone the prince's grandson .”

"Uh……"

"Generation after generation, endlessly." Jia Jing walked out of the gate with a chuckle, and cast a sideways glance at Wang Quan, who was already standing at the gate, ignoring the astonishment in his eyes, and walked away.

Hearing this, Jia She patted his head, tugged at Hou Xiaokang's clothes, and complained: "I've been living in conspiracies all day, aren't you tired?"

Hou Xiaokang smiled without saying a word, lowering his eyes to take care of the hair that was messed up by Jia Amnesty himself.

"..." Jia Zhen gasped for breath, as angry as a mosquito gnat, "Forgiveness... Uncle Forgiveness, am I still here?"

"Oh, let's use it as the background board for the time being, and I'll go through the information I got." Brother Jia She waved his hands, motioned Jia Zhen to sit down and drink tea, and stretched out his fingers, calculating: "Although I'm poisoned , but there are still three years of poisonous hair, no matter! The wife’s second child’s family has also been put into a Buddhist hall, and they are being raised for the time being; right now, in addition to guarding against retaliation by some people in the capital who are involved with Jiangnan forces, the most important thing is..."

Jia She turned to look at Jia Zhen, "Nephew, how did your father and brother Jing become a national teacher-level magic stick?"

"Uncle Xie, what do you mean by that?" Jia Zhen was angry, although their uncle and nephew had a good relationship, but they couldn't be so blunt and say that his father is a magic stick in front of his son, right?

即使在他印象中他爹也不过是买买幼1女1采1阴1补1阳，炼出堪比□□的仙丹，可是！

At least I protected him.

Looking at his eldest nephew with scarlet eyes, Jia She gently slapped his hands and apologized in a low voice, "Uncle, I owe you something earlier."

"Huh!" As a representative who is strong in the outside world and only knows how to behave in the nest, Jia Zhen raised her eyebrows when she heard the apology. For the first time, she didn't push her nose and eyes, knocking on the bamboo pole to point out money, but turned her eyes to look at Hou expectantly. Xiaokang didn't feel embarrassed at all, "Uh...General Hou, I seem to have understood correctly before, you have several relations with Uncle She and I."

Hou Xiaokang didn't know, so he glanced at Jia Zhen.

Jia She blushed, "I haven't written the horoscope yet!"

"What?" Jia Zhen was startled, pulled Jia She past her and urged in a low voice, "Uncle She, why don't you cook the rice?"

Jia She looked at his eldest nephew in shock.

The eldest nephew was very anxious: "At first, I thought you were very affectionate, so I just wanted to borrow nepotism! Look, our group of people, uncle, to be honest, we are all half-assed and have nothing to do. Now General Hou finally has his eyes on you..."

Seeing his eldest nephew and nephew frothing with worry, Jia Amnesty lamented in a daze that things were right and wrong.

Listen to this tune, how familiar it is.

Once upon a time, he fell in love with a certain Xiaojia Biyu and wanted to hire him as a concubine, but he refused, so he simply showed his identity. That's how the parents and elder brothers of that family persuaded people: with the help of in-laws, you can help your elder brother to go to the academy to continue his studies; you can improve the family. life; not afraid of being bullied...

For a moment, Jia She's complexion was completely distorted, he directly pulled off his boots, and slapped Jia Zhen's face fiercely, as if he was about to be turned into a shrew by a gentle concubine to express his resentment.

"Uncle She, what are you doing?" Jia Zhen fled around in a panic.

"You bastard, your uncle, I have loved you for nothing before, I will take you to eat, play with you, grow up and run wild in the dude circle..."

"Shut up!" Hearing what Jia She said became more and more unseemly, Hou Xiaokang held one in each hand, like carrying a chicken, separated the two, with a sullen face, and reiterated: "Shut up!"

"Hmph!" Jia Zhen only felt that the other party was being spoiled too unreasonably. She wanted to throw her sleeves and beat him domineeringly, but remembering her previous plan, she lowered her head in a muffled voice.

"Hmph!" Jia She snorted heavily, and was puzzled, and hummed twice before accusing me with regret: "You make Uncle and I sad, I treat you better than Lian'er!"

"That's because you want to save face and want to use me to find out about brother Lian!"

"I..." Even if it was right, Jia Amnesty didn't want to lose. He began to list his kindness to Jia Zhen, and even used the romantic affair he recalled as an example, cursing, "Are you doing this?" Selling my uncle for glory!"

Unexpectedly, there would be such a thing, Jia Zhen's complexion darkened, and she explained embarrassingly: "I just think General Hou is smarter! A good bird chooses a tree to live in! People go to high places and water flows to low places! Hug your thighs and hug them." Thighs!" As if to increase her confidence, Jia Zhen said righteously: "You taught this. In-laws, it's right to support each other! What's more, they are all from the Jia family. Everyone knows everything and understands that my father Feisheng Being a national teacher, there must be something wrong with it, you can't guess it, and I'm not allowed to hug the thigh of the emperor's in-laws!"

"Uh..." Jia Amnesty choked, he couldn't find any rebuttal for this reason or logic.

Hou Xiaokang looked at the two lumps in his hands, suddenly tired, let go of his hand lightly, and watched the two plopping to the ground and screaming, he didn't even blink his eyelids, with a kind of "joy" of sharing secrets "Qingqing, said indifferently: "It is enough for the two of you to take care of yourself. You really don't need to worry about your brother and your father's affairs!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar in unison: "I have never heard of three cobblers competing against Zhuge Liang!"

Hou Xiaokang looked at the two uncles and nephews who turned their heads to each other after roaring at him, and felt that one head was bigger than the other.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Jia Amnesty turned left and right in a circle, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the servants peeping at the door, and suddenly remembered that this was his house.

He is a majestic patriarch, and now he is sitting on the ground slumped, sulking with a nephew, and he is really living more and more.

And...Jia She raised his eyes and stared at Hou Xiaokang, seeing that his expression was indifferent, talking about the emperor's obsession with pursuing the way of longevity, he respected his eldest brother, and the power would fall into the government within a month. With a worried look on his face, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, slammed, stood up straight, grabbed Hou Xiaokang's skirt and asked, "Is there an affair between them?"

Hou Xiaokang's eyes fluttered.

"What?" Jia Zhen, who was still angry, exclaimed when she heard the words.

"Hmph, now your nepotism is amazing." Jia She hummed.

"How is it possible? My father and grandfather belonged to the prince's party, but my daughter-in-law is still..." At this point, Jia Zhen shuddered, and she tightly covered her mouth in the face of the burning gaze.

"Brother Zhen, tell uncle obediently..." Jia Amnesty stepped forward to approach Jia Zhen, bent over, showing a wretched look, and said: "So you still remember that the Jia family also considered themselves loyal princes, why? You still have the guts..." Lowering his voice, Jia She leaned into Jia Zhen's ear and said quietly, "Where are you picking up ashes?"

"You spitting blood, I haven't had time-" Jia Zhen retorted with a red face and a thick neck, and at the same time, a trace of panic appeared on her face.

If it were not for what happened this year, maybe he would be a bit more lustful, and he would really taste the taste of the so-called royal heir without knowing the heights and heights, and experience the joy of "the fat does not flow into the fields of outsiders".

But now, he has long been in the Jia family's ups and downs, fearing the royal power.

What's more, if you can't play ashes, it's good to make trouble with your sister-in-law at home, and father and son get together, which is also fashionable and exciting in the dude circle.

"It really happened?" Jia She was startled, he hadn't thought of it before.But when I heard Jia Zhen mention it today, I ran out of various indexes of later generations in my mind, the most mainstream of which was Jia's standing on the wrong team.

Of course, the death of his nephew and granddaughter-in-law Qin Keqing was also one of them.

Thinking of this, Jia She turned his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at Hou Xiaokang who was standing on the side, his eyes fluttered, with a hint of guilt, "Kang... Kangkang, it's not too late now ,you……"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Hou Xiaokang out of the corner of his eye, seeing that he was as expressionless as before, silently took a deep breath to strengthen his courage, and then continued, "...you... you……"

Hou Xiaokang smiled gently, and added in a considerate way: "There is a spoiled child waiting for me to go home."

Hearing these words, Jia Amnesty froze, and smiled awkwardly, "The little monkey is very naughty, you have to go home and take care of it, I...I...Kangkang, there are some things that I really don't want you to be involved in. sorry."

Hou Xiaokang stretched out his hand, and took his head, which was buried lower and lower, into his arms, with a trace of sorrow, "Did you hug my courage to feed the dog in the Golden Palace?"

Jia She was startled, raised his eyes to look at Hou Xiaokang, said nothing, but put his hands behind the man's neck, regardless of the half-squatting position of the man, and buried himself in the man's arms.

The moment Jia She buried herself in Hou Xiaokang's arms, Jia Zhen was stunned by a loving face. Jia Zhen couldn't help rubbing her eyes, looking at the future Aunt She in disbelief.

If he hadn't been blinded by the dog's eyes just now, he saw the lust flashing in Hou Xiaokang's eyes.

Glancing coldly at Jia Zhen, Hou Xiaokang looked down at the person in his arms, with a gentle look on his face, and simply sat on the ground in Jia Amnesty's posture, so that the two could get closer.

After adjusting some postures, Jia Amnesty was not at all ashamed, and sat directly on Hou Xiaokang's lap, trying to put on a serious look: "Hey, now you jump into the mud of my Jia's house, and then you will jump into the muddy pool of my Jia's house, and then you will jump into the mud." I can't go out either."