The Supreme Emperor Jia She of the Red Chamber

Hou Xiaokang faced the "roar of the emperor", his eyes swept over the three people being scolded, and he couldn't help but feel happy: it seems that the emperor has admitted and accepted his son-in-law in disguise.

"I'll give you two half a year to find out why you were poisoned and detoxify me!" The emperor poured tea to quench his thirst, then poked Jia Amnesty's head with his hand and ordered, "Don't take your life for it!" die!"

Resisting the urge to reach out and touch the saliva, Jia She nodded his head like a garlic, and agreed happily, "Father, woo woo, I'm so happy, no one has ever cared about me so much..."

"Get out! Get out..." The emperor waved his hands as if to signal Jia Amnesty to shut up, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Ordinary people's children are easy to deal with, but this supreme son's wings are hard.

Looking sideways at the emperor's son who has never changed his face since he stepped into the door, the emperor's eyes sank, and he glanced at Jia Jing, who had never said a word, staring at the other party with a look of indifference on his face Looking at him, he spoke, with a hint of nostalgia in his words: "Old Jia...Old Jia is an honest man."

He subconsciously repressed the darkest and most painful days in his career as an emperor in his heart, and incidentally, he also forgot about Jia Jing who was involved in this matter.If it weren't for the reputation of Taoist priest Feihongzi over the past year, he would not have paid attention to Jia Jing, and then saw Situ Zhao who was watching Jia Jing.

The emperor's eyes were too straightforward for him to ignore.

Unexpectedly, Jia Jing heard a hint of reminiscence in the emperor's mouth, Jia Jing's body froze, and his father covered in blood appeared in front of him in an instant.

Situ Zhao, who had been watching Jia Jing carefully, turned dark.

"Forget it, forget it, let's talk about sons, you even have grandsons, and you are adults, and you can make decisions for yourself." The emperor patted his forehead with resentment, as if wanting to slap the protruding veins. Press it back, "Emperor, I don't say anything else, choose a prince, stabilize the government, and then do whatever you like."

This remark was like a bolt from the blue, Situ Zhao looked at the emperor in disbelief.He was the one who threatened the two losers of the Ning Mansion earlier.

Really xxxx...

For a moment, Situ Zhao felt that he was not self-cultivated enough, and wanted to swear!

Just when Situ Zhao was clenching his fists and telling himself to calm down, he heard a lazy voice: "Dai Quan, go to Xuanyu Doctor to show me my throat, I'm tired of cursing today."

Situ Zhao: "..."

Ignoring the astonished gaze, the emperor ordered as a matter of course: "Don't take my concession as kindness, and do it according to my request, otherwise, I will let you bear the eternal infamy of pissing me off... Oops... Dai Quan Come and help me, I feel chest tight and I can hardly breathe."

Seeing the excellent singing and reciting of the emperor, Situ Zhao shook off his sleeves and dragged Jia Jing away.

Jia She pursed his lips and obediently stepped forward to serve him, but was extremely disgusted by him, so he had to leave aggrieved.

After everyone left, the emperor looked at the empty palace and sighed helplessly.

He originally thought of thousands of rational methods, but when he saw the children, he was reluctant to do it.

I can't bear to part with any of them.

Tiger poison does not eat children.

He also had to have a mouthful.

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Did not find out much information, Jia She reluctantly looked at the Daming Palace, looked back three times at a step, but did not see a small eunuch coming to call him back, turned to look for Jia Jing, but was stopped by Wang Quan at the door, so he had to talk to each other back home.

As soon as he arrived at Jia's house, Jia Amnesty couldn't wait to go back to his study, laying down on the bed, watching Hou Xiaokang give him the medicine with some embarrassment, while depressed: "Kangkang, I think the emperor is serious, and wants us to do it again. Going to Jiangnan, but I don't want to go."

"Then let's go to Shandong and go back to my hometown to have fun, how about?" Hou Xiaokang massaged people with ointment on his hands. The compromise in the emperor's words, but for him, it is too early to establish a crown prince, so the capital will definitely be bloody."

"My hometown..." Worshiping ancestors or something.

Jia Amnesty thought of the practice in countless story books—bringing the daughter-in-law home to show the mother, especially confessing love in front of the tomb, and thinking about it made her feel a little throbbing.

"Then let's go to Shandong first, and then to the border. I'll take you to see the boss and the others!"

Hou Xiaokang: "..." How many "father-in-laws" do I have?

For a moment, Hou Xiaokang was ashamed of the idea of ​​"boss = father-in-law" that subconsciously surfaced in his mind, but when he heard Jia Shemei happily counting the gifts with his fingers, his hands froze, and he felt that this was not an illusion. .

There is really a sense of similarity between returning to the door in three dynasties.

But... Hou Xiaokang's pimple got bigger and bigger, who is this "Jia Hu"?Jia She respected him so much that he had a vague feeling that this kind of blind worship even surpassed that of the emperor.

"That's the decision." Jia Amnesty was very happy, he was not a fool, the emperor backed down a step, regardless of the matter of the emperor and his respected elder brother, then the emperor might happily send Jia Zhen and the others to the battlefield for a while.

Although he knew he would not go to the front line, but out of humanitarianism, Jia She felt that he had to follow him all the way.

After all, the ancestors said: "Before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first." He is not afraid of [-] yuan, but just in case someone tampers with the grain and grass, and then his eldest nephew and grandnephew are sold and returned to count the money.

Not to mention that he lost his relatives, if the military plane is delayed because of this, then his Jia family will really become sinners through the ages.

They are only prodigal sons, not the idiots of a prodigal country!

Jia Amnesty silently typed out a draft, and told Hou Xiaokang one by one of his little calculations.

"Are you sure you can really beat Zhuge Liang among the three cobblers? Besides—" Hou Xiaokang's boss was a little unhappy: "Your boss will help you, so you don't need my help?"

"I want it, I want it." Jia Amnesty quickly turned around and lay in Hou Xiaokang's arms, and said sincerely: "You have led troops to fight for many years, and you have a specialization in martial arts, not to mention, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, maybe you can win in the military field Over the boss!"

"Am I the Qianlang who was shot to death?" Hou Xiaokang couldn't help but tugged at Jia She's hair, and asked quietly with a resentful look on his face.

Jia Amnesty was surprised. He originally wanted to express that Hou Xiaokang, as a descendant, might be able to surpass Qin Shihuang in terms of military ability. After all, the former can absorb more previous experience and unlike the emperor, he not only pays attention to military affairs, but also politics and people's livelihood. Competing with the harem to be jealous, very busy.

But... such a comparison seems to hurt feelings~~~~(>_<)~~~~

The first emperor is a male god with all-round development of "morality, intelligence, physique and beauty"!Unlike Kangkang, who seems to be partial to Kewa.

Kewa was completely unaware that she was not comparable to someone, and continued to say in a jealous tone, "Is he that powerful in your heart?"

"Kangkang..." Jia She took a deep breath, "It's not a question of whether you are powerful or not in my mind. In my opinion, you are the best and the best, but we still have to recognize a certain reality. Be good. , let’s not compare with the inhuman boss. I made a slip of the tongue earlier, and you also know that I don’t read much, and I don’t have much ink, so I can only use a few words of praise.”

Jia She patted Hou Xiaokang's shoulder to dispel the other party's suspicion, and added a vaccination in advance, and said solemnly: "Boss's golden fingers are thick and thick, and I worked so hard to attach them to Lian'er. Wan was making our old couple laugh and be generous. What if the boss gets angry and buries us alive? He is so cute and ordered someone to do this..."

Hou Xiaokang paused, and when he heard the old couple, the jealousy in his heart disappeared completely, and he continued to listen with a smile on his lips.

After the person finished speaking, Hou Xiaokang nodded his head, looking into Qi Ji's eyes, and replied solemnly, "Don't worry, I will definitely save face for you when I take it out."

"Of course! I chose it myself!" Jia She was happy, and then began to plan his departure from Beijing.

Although Jia Mu Erfang and others were locked up, in order to prevent no tigers and monkeys in the mountains from becoming kings, they still had to send people to be on guard. The most important thing was that he wanted Jia Cong to be brought to the border and let the first emperor hold his eyes. Not "original".

There is only the girl left in the family...

"Kangkang, let Nanna go to your old house to play and visit relatives, okay?"

"Well..." Hou Xiaokang pondered for a while, and said: "Let the child live in the Hou's mansion, and let the nuns take care of it. By the way, you still have a concubine daughter. Let's go live together, so as not to be lonely alone. As for Princess, before I leave, I will let her come to the Hou's mansion when she has time. I'm afraid she will be used by someone who wants to go to the princess' mansion."

"You still think carefully, I forgot that your boss doesn't live with you." Jia She scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked at Hou Xiaokang with a little sympathy, "Kangkang, stay with me , you will never be lonely."

He never expected that there would be an empty-nest old man beside him!

"Yes, with you, every day is very fulfilling." Hou Xiaokang said meaningfully as he brushed his hands over Jia She's cheek with a smile.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

Feeling some kind of rising heat, Jia Sheyi said rightly: "We are discussing important matters, and I have to contact my eldest nephew to see if I can meet Brother Jing."

"I can't change anything after seeing it. Let's think about how to live a fulfilling life."

Jia Amnesty: "... Blow the lamp!"

It was another wonderful night. On the next day, Jia Amnesty stretched his waist, lazily finished his meal, and sent someone to find Jia Zhen and his son.

Looking at Jia Zhen, who was pulling his thigh and crying that she would not be able to hold Mei Jiao Niang for several months, and at the same time was happy about how hot she is now, she almost wanted to wipe tears for herself.

He was so silly and sweet back then.

If it wasn't for that adventure, he would have 5000 years of China in his head, otherwise, his end might be even worse.

"Okay, don't worry about it, I will go with you secretly."

"But, didn't father say that you were ordered by the emperor to go to the south of the Yangtze River to find out the cause of the poisoning?" Jia Zhen said in surprise after being pleasantly surprised.

"Have you met Brother Jing?" Jia She said with surprise on hearing this.

"Hehe..." Jia Zhen smiled bitterly: "A letter from Wang Neixiang sent me in the middle of the night, let Rong'er and I make good use of the credit, don't be fooled by the brainless idea of ​​​​making military rations, let alone in the military camp. Li trouble, when we come back from victory, we father and son can get whatever we want."

"Brother Jing, is your family letter so domineering?"

"No..." Jia Zhen shook her hand, and cried directly: "This is the emperor's imperial pen, Uncle Xie, I... I..." Jia Zhen's eyes were filled with fear, "I just want the monkey to be called the king, and I'm here in Ning This acre of the mansion is full of power, and I only think of my father... My father is an old man in a Taoist temple, and he has nothing to do to practice alchemy and buy people, and study some kind of immortal ascension, don't...don't be a sycophant... Ningchen!"

Jia Amnesty was also deeply powerless about this, and could only watch Jia Zhen wailing to express her uneasiness of knowing the truth.

Speaking of which, their family is also quite weird.

He can guarantee that if it is the same as the original work, knowing that Yuanchun was favored by the emperor, maybe they can raise their eyes to the sky and be complacent about it; Maybe it could happen...

But when all this has turned into Jia Jing's attachment to the emperor, worrying about Jia Jing is only for a moment, and it is more about the shameful patriarchy in his bones, and the so-called shame that is secretly at work.

Or, to put it more simply, they are prodigal sons, and what they lost was the foundation created by their ancestors themselves. Therefore, with a sense of pride with a clear conscience, they can be proud that at least their ancestors have infinite glory.

But once the emperor is involved and they are labeled as courtiers, they, and even their Jia family, will be viewed with colored glasses.

That's why he had to pack up his clothes and go to the First Emperor.

Follow the big ones and make sure that the two families are in the same family, in order to preserve the innocence of the ancestors' foundation.