The Supreme Emperor Jia She of the Red Chamber

Chapter [-] of "Notes on the Life of the Supreme Emperor": Brain hole is an innate talent.

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Not to mention that Jia Amnesty fell asleep quietly, just that Jia Lian was in a trance after learning the shocking secret, and walked and bumped.The third time he felt the impact sound coming from behind, Ying Zheng silently slowed down his pace, took a deep breath and warned himself that he was now "living under the fence", after all, he had to rely on the Jia She family to avoid being controlled by future people into puppets.Restraining not to pursue the responsibility for the injury to his dragon body, Ying Zheng deliberately softened his tone, "Second Brother Lian, although you and I are older and orderly, it is okay to talk side by side occasionally." With such a hard head, If I hit it, my soul and body will be scattered, understand? !

As an emperor living in a holographic game with cells copied by DNA, he broke free from the shackles of the clowns of later generations, relying on faith, and accumulated the power of faith of the people through various time and space.

He is a newcomer in this world. He is not only a black household, but also a famous tyrant who makes people look pale. He doesn't have much energy at all.

The only one who can be considered lucky right now is the one he picked, who is unexpectedly obedient and obedient.

"Yes!" Jia Lian heard the words floating in his ears, and remembered Jia She's seriousness before, and trembled for a moment, and the two sides fought: "Don't kill...kill me, just talk if you have something to say."

Ying Zheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, Ying Zheng looked around at the tailed servants, with a smile on his face, and patted Jia Lian on the head, "Second Brother Lian, who are you?"

Leaning forward an inch, Ying Zheng approached Jia Lian, bent over Jia Lian's ear, like a good brother, lowered his voice, and said softly, "If my identity is exposed, Jia Lian will die."

Jia Lian raised her eyes to meet Ying Zheng's cold eyes, her scalp went numb, and she came back to her senses in an instant, her lips parted, and then parted again, before she plucked up her courage and said in a low voice, "Big...Big brother, brother Meng Lang just now Now, Shenyou thinks of the opera that is very popular in Liyuan." He stuttered and found an excuse, and explained, "Don't kill me." Then, Jia Lian tried his best to puff up his cheeks and smiled, "Brother, you haven't returned for a long time Home, it will take some time to clean the yard, my brother will lead you to the antique street to see if there is any favorite decoration?"

"Yeah." Ying Zheng looked at the man who was about to cry but forced a smile, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He didn't know whether to comfort himself that he still had power, or lament that Hu Luo Ping Yang had no one under his command.

Watching the man's chin nodding, Jia Lian heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way.

The inner city of Chang'an is naturally a bustling scene, and the surrounding streets are full of people and bustling.

Looking at the scene of people coming and going on the street, Jia Lian let out a deep breath, his eyeballs rolled around, like a hillbilly on the street for the first time, he tried his best to distract some attention, and did not go any further. Standing next to him is Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, the great tyrant who has gone down in history.

However, Jia Lian looked around for a moment, even in the noisy market, the other party was still eye-catching.

Broad shoulders and long legs make a black robe fit just right. [Long Zhun, bee eyes, beak, jackal voice] is undoubtedly domineering.

Taking a deep breath, Jia Lian couldn't help blinking his eyes. When he looked over again, he met Ying Zheng's gaze. Immediately, he felt as if he had been swept by the cold wind. He hurriedly took a chill and followed quickly, introducing him respectfully. Customs and customs.

Ying Zheng looked at the inner city streets of the City of the First Good all the way, turned his eyes and glanced at Jia Lian, he was as weak as a kitten snorting, that is, a pair of eyes, but matched with a pale face, which was a bit seductive means.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and flicked his sleeves, if this was his son, if it was his subordinate, if it was his courtier, it would be chopped off!

"Don't be timid, be confident." Ying Zheng resisted the desire to kick, patted Jia Lian on the shoulder, and encouraged him.

"Yes." Jia Lian couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and subconsciously replied.After the words fell, he trembled again, looking at the mighty Ying Zheng, suddenly clenched his hands in his sleeves, his mouth was tightly pursed, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes showed emotion.

Even with cold words and a fierce face, no one has ever encouraged him like this.I won't talk about how my father behaved in the past. The second uncle usually treats him with a gentle face, but he always likes to talk about the way of a gentleman, revealing a sense of superiority.As the only son of the eldest family, he runs errands for the second wife. In order to obtain the inheritance rights, he has developed some petty problems of bullying and fearing toughness over the years.

But I didn't expect to have a big brother now.

Brother, he is very nice and will teach him.

Jia Lian was so excited that he wanted to turn around, and boldly went to Ying Zheng's side, staring at Ying Zheng with bright eyes, and said cautiously: "Brother."

"Yeah." Ying Zheng nodded indifferently.He wants an account, as a transaction, he won't lose money by being a cheap brother.

As for the fate of the cheap brother...

After getting the reply, Jia Lian continued his efforts, and suddenly raised his tone by one decibel, "Brother!"

Ying Zheng: "..."

"Big brother, that's great, I have a big brother too, haha."

Ying Zheng: "..." I don't understand these young people's thoughts more and more.

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Jia Lian happily led Yingzheng to go shopping, but he didn't know that he had become one of the scenery in the eyes of others.

Wang Ziteng was entertaining colleagues and friends at the Taibai Tea House. When he talked about the protection of the capital, he got up and pointed out the window to the merchants and people to prove that he was doing a good job as the governor of the capital, but he saw Ying Zheng in black in the crowd at a glance. And the niece and son-in-law who are on the sidelines.

Wang Ziteng paused, and the rest of the colleagues followed Wang Ziteng's line of sight and saw the two of them.

Hou Xiaokang was also one of the eight founders of the country, and he had a good relationship with Jia She in the early years. After all, they were both eldest sons and grandsons, and they were friends when they were young. With a smile, "Mr. Enhou, this son is extraordinary. If he survived a catastrophe in the past, he must have a future blessing."

"Ahem..." Hearing this, a colleague beside him winked immediately, gently pulled Hou Xiaokang's lapel, and reminded: "Brother Wang, your niece and son-in-law are also dragons and phoenixes."

Hearing this, Hou Xiaokang came back to his senses instantly, his eyes flashed.One of the reasons why he was gradually estranged from the Rongguo Mansion and Jia She was that the Rong Mansion did not distinguish between the elders and the younger, and the second son, Jiu, occupied the magpie's nest, which was the root of the family chaos.

But now, if the news received is correct and Jia Hu, the eldest son and grandson of the Rongguo Mansion, is not dead, then the Rongguo Mansion will suffer another bloodbath.

While thinking, Hou Xiaokang glanced at Wang Ziteng quietly.

Wang Ziteng was aware of everyone's scrutiny, but it was undeniable that he had no good intentions towards the eldest son who suddenly appeared.

Rongguo Mansion no matter how proud the second room is, the long room counterattacked in the end, it can't change the heir to keep the blood of his royal family in the future!

But now...

Wang Ziteng's eyes flickered slightly. He also knew that Jia Hu was in a hurry to go back then. There was absolutely no chance of a miracle happening, so Jia Amnesty...could it be a deliberate revenge?This trick is really amazing!

Jia She, who had been silently pasted the word "City Mansion", rubbed his nose, and quickly turned over, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, what was he thinking about just now?

Wearing a brocade quilt, with his legs crossed, Jia She rested his chin in his hands.

Jia Zhen came in and saw that Jia She was holding a rooster, she couldn't help but chuckled, put the velvet antler in her hand aside, and leaned forward, "Uncle She, my nephew thought you were tired from playing all the time."

Seeing Jia Zhen's wretched appearance, Jia She was about to refute, but a light flashed in his mind, "Eldest nephew, Uncle Xi, I have an eldest son, hurry up! Open the ancestral hall for me!"

"What?" Jia Zhen was taken aback, "Uncle Xi, is that rumor true? You really bought an actor to fight for the inheritance?"

"What the hell?" Jia Amnesty moved in and patted the vacant bed, "I've been cooped up for three days and didn't go out, why is it changing outside?"

Jia Zhen also sat down unceremoniously, and said eloquently, "When I was listening to the ditty, I also heard a few words of jokes from those dudes who were shadowy and indistinct, saying that something important happened to Jia's family, and you are unwilling to live in the stable. He bought an actor, made people recognize the thief as his father, and took over the name of the eldest son of Jia's family, for the sake of power, he didn't even want his own son."

"Hey, you have the nerve to call him a dude?" Jia She said contemptuously.

Jia Zhen: "Uncle Pardon, it's half a catty."

"Who has nothing to do with you? Let me tell you that he is really your big brother!" Jia She said with a serious expression on his face, "Uncle You and I have developed a lot. When the time comes, I will take you to fly, take you to a prostitute, and take you to take those bullies away." Beat our little bum back."

Hearing this, it was Jia Zhen's turn to be scornful, "Uncle She, I am still the head of the family anyway."

"Agent, understand?" Jia Amnesty taunted back without hesitation.Although he and Jia Zhen are called uncles and nephews, they are like a nest of snakes and rats, and they share the same smell.

Jia Zhen: "..."

"Do you want to continue to be the No. [-] bully on Rongning Street and the capital city? If so--" Jia Amnesty deliberately elongated his tone, threw off the brocade quilt covering his body, and grabbed Jia Zhen by the hand, "Go, quietly , let’s get our name right.”

"Uncle She," Jia Zhen looked Jia She up and down suspiciously, "Aren't you overdoing it, just like your father concocted alchemy to collect yin energy. Do you need to drink something that clears your heart and lowers your anger?"

"What are you talking about? It means that my brother and I have a good relationship, so my uncle will take you to fly together. Otherwise, I will be like the second child, too fat and too flirtatious, and I will just ignore him."

Jia Zhen sighed deeply, "Uncle She, I'll go get my name card and ask you an imperial physician to take a look." Seeing Jia She's inexplicably excited appearance, he even suspected that the old lady was so biased. He colluded with the imperial physician and drugged people.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

This kind of knowledge of 500 years before and 5000 years of future knowledge, wearing gold fingers on the body, and hiding the finale of the Red Mansion in the brain, it is rare that no one will believe it once you show kindness, baby pardon is so wronged, so aggrieved.

"Where is the trust between people? Uncle just ask, do you want to trust uncle?"

"How do you believe it?"

After hearing this, Jia pardoned the card and coughed.According to the normal route, he should rise up and abuse the second child, rectify the Jia family, and then marry Bai Fumei to reach the pinnacle of life.

But the terrible thing is that he doesn't like any of the miserable male and female protagonists of the Red Mansion. It's naive for Baoyu to eat rouge, and his elder master is a hungry ghost.

He who has a golden finger just refuses to accept and is self-willed, so let him eat rouge slowly.

As for Sister Lin, writing a letter to Tan Hualang's father can be regarded as exhausting the sliver of brother-sister friendship that the elder master has not yet polished off.

As for the rest...

Jia Amnesty looked back at Jia Zhen, and smiled, "Brother Zhen, first accompany uncle to the ancestral hall, and then our uncle and nephew will go to the brothel to buy, buy, buy!"

"Well, buy, buy, buy!" Hearing the last sentence, Jia Zhen put her heart back in her stomach. It's completely normal to have occasional convulsions, and she doesn't hesitate to mess around anyway.

"Yes, be happy, buy, buy, buy, chop hands, chop hands, chop hands!" Jia She laughed loudly, and he thought of a great way to abuse the second wife.