[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

When Jia came to this world, apart from entertainment, communication and transportation, the most inconvenient thing for him was the hair on his head. In the era without shampoo and conditioner, it would be a tragedy to have long hair on his head. Wu Youcheng, full of energy and blood, hair quality is far better than others, rarely dry and knotted, I am afraid that I have the heart to be a monk.

Thanks to these three thousand troubles, Jia Wan soaked in the bathtub for a quarter of an hour before getting up. It was completely dark when he came out. The bedroom had turned on the light, made tea, and prepared pastries... Clean up Well, all the jade cups and jade plates have gone back to the room to rest.

If he changed to another master, he would be furious when he saw such a thing, but Jia Wan was satisfied.

For example, in modern couples, the husband often stays up late to work overtime, no matter how late, the wife will always wait, just for the husband to return home from overtime work, and put a basin of bath water for him... Some people will be moved, some will be hindered, and some will get used to it. But Jia Wan may be touched, but he doesn't like her doing it.

Can't he put the bath water by himself?About reaching out, if someone waits for him for four or five hours just to put a basin of bath water for him, he will feel more pressure than love.

When I was in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a very juicy girl who insisted on being on duty at night because she was worried that "my son would not have hot tea when he got up at night". After being rejected, she stayed outside Jia Wan's bedroom every night. , was moved by the little girl's kindness and tenacity, and had a touching master-servant love, but after three times of persuasion to no avail, she was transferred to another place, and now I don't even remember her name up.

Not keeping people on watch at night is not because he is sympathetic to his servants, but another kind of hard heart.

Jia Wan dried his hair until it was half-dried with internal force, lay on the bed for a while, but failed to fall asleep, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while, then got up, and practiced twice, which is so soft that even jade cups and jade plates are disgusting Taijiquan, still a little restless, so I polished the ink, added a lamp, and started copying.

Fortunately, he writes very fast, almost half the speed of pen writing in his previous life. Otherwise, he would copy a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" a day, and he would have nothing to do except sleep.

The half-covered window was pushed open silently, and a food box came in first, followed by people.

Zhao Yi didn't have the consciousness of an uninvited guest, turned around and closed the window: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

How is it like breaking into a private house in the middle of the night?It's like coming home.

When Jia Wan heard the movement, he stopped writing and held his head: "Waiting for you! What are you eating today?"

"See for yourself."

Jia Wan got up to wash his hands, watched Zhao Yi pick out everything in the food box, and suddenly thought: "Your Highness, do you think that if I find someone to burn some square porcelain plates, will they sell well? Square plates are used for food. How much more can you put in the box?"

"Not enough to eat? I'll bring more next time."

Chicken and duck talk... Jia Wan hates iron and steel: "The key is not the food, but the money!"

Zhao Yi was stunned: "You don't have enough money?"

Although the family property of Ningguo Mansion was "defeated" by two brothers, Jia Zhen and Jiawan, the camels were bigger than horses, the population of Ningguo Mansion was small, and the expenses were small. The rouge shop is booming again... He really never thought that Jia Wan would be short of money.

Jia Wan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, it's rare that he was going to catch up with the trend, and his colleagues who learned time travel made a small fortune with novel ideas, but he met a goose who was completely out of tune with him.

Lifting the lid of the cup, eyes lit up and said: "It's fermented glutinous glutinous rice soup, I only drank two bowls during the day... I'm sorry to eat too much at the banquet, I just don't feel like I'm enjoying myself!"

The corners of Zhao Yi's eyes curled up: "Just as long as you like it."

Sit down and eat.

After drinking half a bowl of soup and eating a few pieces of meat, Zhao Yi said, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Jia Wan was busy eating, and gave a vague "uh", Zhao Yi said: "In the past, you concentrated on eating when you were eating, but today you are eating, but you are thinking about other things."

Jia Wan picked the fish in the bowl with his chopsticks, and finally pushed the plate in front of Zhao Yi: "It's normal! Adults, who can have nothing to worry about?"

Zhao Yi ate two mouthfuls of fish and said, "I regret it."

The voice was so low that Jia Wan could hardly hear it clearly: "What?"

"I regret not being the prince, not taking the throne..."

Jia Wan almost choked, and interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Can you stop talking about your head in front of me next time? You are the emperor's own son, and the person who speaks will be fine, and the person who listens will be killed by you... I will pay you back." Everyone needs to raise their children!"

"Okay," Zhao Yi raised his head and smiled, "I won't talk about it next time."

Bow to eat fish.

When the two were trapped, Jia Wan often went out to steal things for him to eat, and the most stolen thing was fish—after all, they were on the boat.In order to let Jia Wan's attention stay on himself for a while, Zhao Yi used the name of being unable to see clearly in the dark, suffering from leg pain, and not being able to pick pricks, etc. Every time he insisted on choosing a good fish before he would eat it.

At that time, he acted like a wayward child, but only the eight-year-old Jia Wan, who has been playing the role of an adult, tolerating him, taking care of him, protecting him, and warming him...Only by the side of this boy can he have a moment Peace of mind.

During the long time spent alone in the dark, he always kept his eyes wide open, staring at the "door" on the top of the warehouse without blinking, imagining it being removed again and again, The dazzling light leaked in, imagining that the young man jumped down in the light with a plate, and smiled triumphantly: "Look what I got today?"

He would quickly close his eyes, pretend to be awakened, and say disdainfully, "What good am I? A bumpkin!"

If possible, he would rather eat those corned buns that are as hard as rocks and drink the muddy water in the crock, in exchange for this young man staying by his side all the time.

He has sworn countless times that one day he will get out of trouble, and he will repay him a hundred times and a thousand times, and will not let anyone bully him or humiliate him... However, to this day, he has become a prince and can act as a protector. But he was still the boy he was back then.

During the day, the footprints on Jia Wan's chest were like a branding iron, which made his eyes blaze and he almost went crazy, but the last thing he could do was to sneak a look at him with the food box as usual.

Pushing the empty plate over: "More."

Jia Wan rolled his eyes: "How old are you still acting like a baby? Can't you do it yourself?"

The underhand was not slow, and neatly packed out a piece of fish belly for him, saying: "The emperor kicked during the day, he didn't want to vent his anger on me... It looks fierce, but he didn't use any force."

Zhao Yi buried his head in eating the fish and didn't say anything, but his heart ached so badly.

After eating the fish, Zhao Yi put down his chopsticks, went to sit down at the desk, dipped a pen in the ink, and said while writing: "I will go back to the Beijing camp after daybreak. From now on, don't worry about the homework assigned by the emperor every day. I will stay there." Copy it and send someone to bring it to you."

"Don't," Jia Wan said, "you're so busy all day long, how can you have the time to copy books for me? Besides, I can't even get out of my room, so what's the use of passing the time if I don't copy books?"

"You still need to pass the time? Once you fall asleep, you are like a dead pig. You won't wake up for three to five days."

"Why sleep for three or five days? How long ago did that happen?"

"..."

One copied books, one ate, and chatted without saying a word.

Jia Wan suddenly raised his head, put his fingers on his lips, and then pointed to the rear window, making a gesture of going.

Zhao Yi understood, got up quickly, and went out through the window without a sound. Jia Wan handed him the dishes and chopsticks he had used, closed the window, and sat down to continue eating.

"Tuk tuk tuk", the door rang three times, and three more times.

Jia Wan asked, "Who?"

"I."

Jia Wan Fu forehead: He kind of knows where Zhao Yi's problem of climbing over the window and climbing out of bed in the middle of the night comes from.

The father and son are too careless!

Standing up and opening the door, it was really Qiandi outside, with broad shoulders and long legs, a huge frame, wrapped in a black cloak, his figure was about seven or eight points similar to Zhao Yi, if it wasn't for the sentence "Zhen" and the fact that the master was still cats at the window , In the dark, he almost recognized the wrong person.

He took two steps back and was about to salute when Emperor Qian stopped him: "I don't need you to kneel in the palace, let alone now?"

stride through the door.

There were still a few people outside the door, but they didn't intend to come in. The prince closed the door from the outside.

Emperor Qian walked around Jia's play room, picked up his chopsticks and flicked in the dish twice, then flipped through the books he had copied, and said, "I wrote a lot, can't sleep?"

Without waiting for Jia Wan to answer, he sat down at the table and said: "Go get the bowls and chopsticks, I happen to be hungry too."

"Your Majesty," Jia Wan said hurriedly, "I have already moved these things."

Emperor Qian said "tsk": "I don't despise you, but you despise me?"

I pulled a chicken wing by myself: "Okay, you don't need to take it, I will eat it like this... Well, it tastes good! The craftsmanship is good. You sit down and eat too, you are welcome."

I am polite to your size!

Jia Wan slandered, and then thought that this thing was given by his son, this attitude seems to be not wrong?

Asked: "Your Majesty, are you really hungry?"

Emperor Qian gnawed on the chicken bone: "Hungry."

Jia Wan has a big head and let the emperor eat his leftovers... Emperor Qian is fine when he is in a good mood, but when he is in a bad mood, he may be charged with deceiving the emperor.

Emperor Qian came too late, and the things Zhao Yi brought had already been eaten by two people. In the middle of the night, even if he woke up Yuzhan and the others, he still couldn't make a banquet. After thinking about it, he said: " Otherwise, I will serve you a bowl of noodles!"

Emperor Qian nodded and said: "I heard you said that when you were in Jiangnan, you learned a lot of messy things...why, you even learned how to cook?"

"I didn't learn how to cook, but I learned how to knead and pull noodles with the most famous master Baian in Jiangnan, and I learned a few noodles along the way... I'm not bragging, if I lose my job in the future... ah no, lose it Guan'er, you don't have to worry about starving to death if you become a pastry chef."

Emperor Qian paused, glanced at him, and didn't say anything. He threw the half-eaten chicken wings on the table, got up and said, "Success, I'm going to taste the craft of the future pastry chef today... I will set you on fire!"

"Your Majesty..." Jia Wan was very worried: "You won't burn down the minister's small kitchen, will you?"

……

Half an hour later, Emperor Qian drank the last sip of soup, put down his chopsticks, sighed comfortably, and said, "I haven't eaten so much in so many years! Enjoy! It's a pity not to be an imperial chef with your skills!"

"It's not that I have good craftsmanship, it's that my bowl is big, so the emperor eats it happily," Jia Wan said, "I have eaten the things in the palace for a while, and they are delicious, but the bowl is too small. I only take one bite of anything, and I feel like I won’t be full after eating any amount.”

Emperor Qian snorted coldly: "Looking at me, I don't know. You just don't know how to make other things, so you fool me with a bowl of noodles that is as big as your head! How dare you boast!"

Jia Wan said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, you underestimate my minister too much. Who said that I can't make other things? I will take a cucumber for you right now!"

Emperor Qian wanted to know how to "pat" the cucumber, touched his slightly swollen belly, and gave up helplessly: "Forget it, let's do it next time!"

After this meal, I really couldn't fit anything.

Wang Gonggong took away the things on the table, poured hot tea again, and retreated, even the people outside the door also retreated far away.

"It's not like you who haven't slept so late." Emperor Qian still didn't mean to talk about business, and said, "Why can't I sleep? Let's talk about it."

Jia Wan said: "I was kicked during the day, and I was so wronged that I couldn't sleep. Now that the emperor comes to see me, I can fall asleep."

"False!" Emperor Qian shook his head and pointed at his forehead: "You, Jia Yizhi, are you the one who can't sleep because of grievances?"

"Let's talk," Seeing that Jia Wan still didn't speak, Emperor Qian said with a half-smile, "It's a big deal to lose the official and become a pastry chef, isn't it?"

Jia Wan was quiet for a while, and said: "Earlier, the emperor asked the minister to go later, and then he was assassinated in Liang Wang's mansion. The minister wondered if the emperor knew that there would be assassins, so he let the minister go alone in order to attract them. .”

Emperor Qian raised his eyebrows: "But?"

Jia Wan said: "Five people died in the attic. I have seen their location. I want to kill five people silently. I don't want anyone to send a message, and I don't want to alert the patrol outside. I can't do it alone. arrive.

"That's right, or the assassin's martial arts are far superior to the minister's, or it's not alone.

"If the assassin is far above the subject, the subject cannot stop him; if there is more than one assassin, when the archer shoots the first arrow, if the rest of them cooperate with the close-up shot, the subject will not be able to stop them.

"However, from the beginning to the end, there was only one person who made a move, and he didn't even have the courage to fight the minister... The minister couldn't figure it out."

Emperor Qian tapped his fingers on the armrest and asked, "Is there any more?"

Jia Wan said: "I know two of the five people who died today, especially the commander named Lu Liangcai, whom I have met three times.

"The first time we met in the palace, Zhou Shizi said that he was the one who shot and wounded the assassin when the eldest son of the emperor was assassinated, so I took a few more glances."

This sentence is of course a lie. The first time Jia Wan met Lu Liangcai was when he was pretending to be an assassin at Zhao Yi's mansion, and was shot by Lu Liangcai.

"The second time was the explosion of the peace tank in the palace... He was detained by His Majesty because he came too fast. Although the minister took him down, he did not resist, so it was not considered a fight.

"The third time, today, when I saw him, he still breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall, his neck was cut open, and blood gushed out like a fountain...the bloody dagger, and the stabbing tool His longbow was thrown on the ground outside the window. Apart from that, there was no living person around.

"What I can't figure out is, when did the assassin attack him? If it was before the assassination, he should have died of anger. If after the assassination, the assassin would not have time to escape, so how could he have the time to kill him? Let's kill him." After that, how can he escape from my eyes and ears?"

Emperor Qian said slowly: "What's the conclusion?"

"The conclusion is," Jia Wan paused, and said, "The assassin is Lu Liangcai."

Only in this way can it explain why the assassin was able to kill several guards silently, and why the assassin was able to "get away" under his nose.

Emperor Qian was noncommittal, and said: "Continue."

Jia Wan paused for a moment before saying: "... Lu Liangcai belongs to the emperor."

Only in this way can it be explained why Emperor Qian knew that there would be an assassin attack a long time ago, and why only the archer was the one who did it.

Because the assassination was originally fake.

"So," Emperor Qian looked at him coldly, and said, "The reason why you are restless is because you think that I ordered Lu Liangcai to pretend to be an assassin and use the lives of five vanguard soldiers to achieve the purpose of framing? Is it because you feel that I am not worthy of your Jia Yizhi's allegiance, and even thought of resigning?"

Emperor Qian's voice grew louder and louder, but Jia Wan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Jia Yizhi!" Emperor Qian slapped his palm on the table and shouted, "You are bold!"

Jia Wan knelt down.

Emperor Qian's chest heaved violently, and it took him a while to calm down. The anger on his face gradually faded, and he said slowly: "You are right. This assassination was indeed arranged by me. The reason why I asked you to go later is to prevent the This assassination seems too childish, after all, anyone who wants to assassinate me will consider your existence.

"But I didn't sacrifice the soldiers of the Qianfeng Battalion to frame others... Lu Liangcai and the others should have died a long time ago. It was I who temporarily placed their heads around their necks.

"After the Taiping Vat case, I let them out not because they were innocent, but to save them for today's use.

"In the matter of the explosion of the peace tank, all the clues point to the second child. I know that he is a beast, but I also know that he has no courage to kill the king and father by himself, and he can't do such a big thing!

"The Supreme Emperor said that enough people have died, let me stop in moderation. But I am not reconciled!

"Yes, the second child deserves to die, but why, my son is dead, and those who encouraged him and used him are alive and well?"

Emperor Qian's tone gradually became agitated, and finally sank down slowly: "Now that the assassination happened again, the Supreme Emperor couldn't stop me from continuing to investigate. The clerk of the Ministry of Punishment has already seen from Lu Liangcai's wound that he died of suicide. It's an assassin, that's what happened in the past two days... The person who pushed out the second child as a shield back then, and couldn't even move Lu Liangcai's confession, can't escape this time!"

Jia Wan's lips moved, but he didn't speak. The struggle in the power field is all about intrigue and life and death, so there is nothing to say.It's just a pity that Lu Liangcai, who is very good at archery, is rare in the world, but because of his humble background, he was never able to get ahead, and he was involved in the struggle for imperial power, and his death was worthless.

"Your Majesty," Jia Wan lowered his head, "I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't doubt Your Majesty."

Emperor Qian snorted coldly: "It's another person, ten heads were also cut off by me! It's you, Jia Yizhi... Get out of here!"

Jia Wan got up obediently.

Emperor Qian said: "But kicking you in Prince Liang's mansion and punishing you to ground your feet is not for this...I need you, quietly do something for me."

"Your Majesty, please tell me."

"Dare to kill?"

Jia Wan nodded: "Small killers."

Emperor Qian remembered the phrase "I have never lost since I was young", and even in the gloomy mood at this moment, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and said: "I know, if someone tells you about this, you may not believe it, you may not be willing, So I will come here in person. Tomorrow night, I will send someone to collect your homework, and someone will tell you the specific situation at that time."

He snorted again, and said: "Since these people can assassinate me again and again and want to put me to death, do I still have to talk to them about benevolence, justice and morality?!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and left: "You don't have to see me off, I don't want to see your face right now!"

If you don't send it, you won't send it!

Jia Wan stood at the window and watched Emperor Qian lead the people out of the yard. The man in black who walked at the end locked the gate from the inside and went out again.

He was wrong, our Majesty is quite particular, at least remember to close the door when leaving.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Zhao Yi turning in from the back window, his face was very dark: "You never cooked noodles for me."

Jia Wan didn't bother to talk to him, and went out with a candlestick, Zhao Yi hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"

Jia Wan said: "There are two maids living in my yard, there was a lot of movement just now, it's impossible for none of them to wake up...I'll go and see them."

Zhao Yi said: "Do you know who the emperor asked you to kill?"

Jia Wan said, "You know?"

Zhao Yi picked up a piece of paper from the desk, on which were three words dripping with ink - "Wang Ziteng".

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