The Legend of the Long Room in the Red Mansion

Jia She was lying on the bed, groaning and waiting for the imperial doctor to come and prescribe medicine to invigorate the stomach and eliminate food. Jia Rong was carried back by the guards with a disheveled face. She lay down beside Jia She's bed and said dejectedly, "It can't be done. His old man refuses to come back."

Jia Amnesty was dissatisfied: "Didn't you say I asked you to go?"

Jia Rong fluttered the snow foam on the corner of her robe, imitating Jia Jing's tone without raising her head, and said, "I said it, but my grandfather said, 'he doesn't need to listen to what you say'."

Jia She glared: "You are useless, Qiang'er, you go, I don't believe that 'please' won't come back to him today."

Jia Qiang bowed and said, "I'm afraid it's useless for my nephew and grandson to go. If it's convenient, your old man can write a warrant, and my nephew and grandson will take it with me, so that it will fulfill my mission."

Jia Rong suddenly exclaimed: "Then why don't you write to me, and tell me to make this trip for nothing."

Jia Amnesty refused, "Don't write it, your father can't even move me, and I will write you a warrant? Get lost immediately, this is a verbal order."

Jia Qiang picked up Jia Rong with her hands: "Brother, let's go, we will share the difficulties." Jia Rong's refusal was strangled in his throat by the collar, and he got on the horse again with tears in his eyes.

Wrapped in a Taoist robe, Jia Jing strode into the ancestral house that he had not set foot in for many years, and went straight to the upper room where he once lived.At that time, in order to welcome Jia Amnesty, Jia Zhen had already ordered Youshi to decorate the upper room with splendor and splendor—the ground was covered with red carpet, and there was a big gilded enamel brazier with elephant-nosed three-legged carp, burning pine and cypress incense, lily grass.The front kang is covered with a brand-new scarlet felt, and there is a backrest guide pillow embroidered with clouds and dragons in bright red, and there is also a black fox fur burden on it, and a big white fox fur mattress, which is clearly black and white. In the eyes, there is not a single hair mixed in.Jia Amnesty just nestled on it and hummed, while Jia Zhen stood beside him holding a jar of sour plums.

On the twelve carved lacquer chairs facing each other on both sides of the ground, there are all squirrel chairs of the same color with small mattresses. Under each chair is a large copper foot stove with steaming coals, but it is left in vain. No one sits on it. Seeing this, Jia Jing frowned disdainfully, and with a sound of "tsk", a whisk flew over and slammed it right on Jia Zhen's face: "Beast, eyes!" Are you blind?"

Jia Zhen left the sour plum jar and went to worship his father, but before she could get close, she whipped the dust over again: "You have a worldly smell of fireworks, don't dirty the clothes of this real gentleman."

Jia She snorted angrily and said, "Zhenjun Yuanmiao is so arrogant, I have to ask you again and again, what's the matter, despise vulgarity? As long as you are noble, if there are no vulgar widows who send the imperial physician to see you, you It’s time to reach bliss early.”

Old Jia Jing blushed. It was his painful foot that almost died after taking the wrong pill. Everyone thoughtfully avoided it. Only Jia Amnesty talked about it every day. This kind of comparison made it look more and more like the beauty that the emperor had never looked at carefully for many years. The face is disgusting - what's even more disgusting is that after ten years of absence, this face is still the same as it was ten years ago, and even after shaving off the beard, it inexplicably went back ten years, giving him a phoenix crown and Xiapei. Pretending to be someone's bride.

Another blow of dust hit Jia Zhen's face, and Zhenjun Yuanmiao growled from embarrassment, "Do you really want to bring me back to humiliate me?"

The old god Jia She replied: "It wasn't originally, but now I think it's quite interesting." Jia Zhen was caught in cold sweat between the two heavyweights, and wanted to run away very much, but unfortunately she was too drunk, weak and weak, and her legs and feet were weak. .Jia Rong and Jia Qiang rushed back to their team as soon as Jia Jing entered the door and devoted themselves to their duties.

Jia Jing wanted to get angry again, I don't know why, no matter how good his self-cultivation is, seeing Jia Amnesty will all be invalidated, the irritable Taoist priest would like to hit Jia Amnesty on the head with a ruler like many years ago, but this will not work, the other party is already too emperor , Doing so can easily be stabbed by Xing Wang on the spot. He has jumped out of the world, but he still has his son, grandson and family. He can't be impulsive, but calm down.

Can't calm down at all!

Jia Amnesty didn't know that his noble forehead had just escaped a catastrophe, and he was still trying to provoke Master Jing: "Tell me about you, after so many years of cultivation, what results have you achieved? Have you attained the Tao? Or have you ascended?" Didn’t accomplish anything, and you almost took the wrong medicine in the end, so I have to send someone to save you, hehe, let’s smash the alchemy furnace and go home to take care of the great-grandson. Oh right, you know, I have Big fat grandson, haha, I don’t have to lick my face anymore and ask you to borrow Ronger’s hug, but you still refuse to give it... oh ho ho ho..."

The veins on Jia Jing's forehead twitched violently, and his hands twitched uncontrollably. He really wanted to beat Jia She up! !

Sensitively discovering the change in her own father, Jia Zhen clutched her slapped cheeks and whispered comfort: "Father, calm down! Daddy, control! Daddy, that's the Supreme Emperor, I can't beat you..." I've seen it too many times Jia Zhen's liver trembled as her father chased and beat Uncle She all over the garden—how could Uncle She be so good at dying?

Although Qiu Shi'an didn't know that the Supreme Emperor was once chased and beaten by Daoist Jing, he could still feel that the atmosphere was too frozen and stiff. Out of intuition, he thought it was necessary for him to show his merits for his master: "Jiu Yang Yuan Miao Zhenjun Your high reputation, I am the head of the Ningshou Palace, I greet you. The Supreme Emperor often mentions the friendship with you in the past, and misses you very much, so today I am going out of the palace to meet you in person, and I have prepared a generous gift As for you, I don’t know if the true king is willing to give you time to look at it?”

Jia Jing adjusted his face back to the unfathomable state, cupped his hands and said: "This father-in-law is too polite, the poor Taoist has only had a few encounters with the Supreme Emperor," and it was all evil. "Nowadays, since you are a monk, you don't ask about the mundane world, friendship, etc., and you don't need to mention it in the future. As for rewards, people outside the Fang, who don't have long-term possessions and think they are pure, so they will be exempted."

Jia Amnesty was not happy again: "Brother respect, you are going too far. I kindly invite you home for the New Year and give you a gift. You just push and push and put on a show. Is it really shameful? You have to know , now my face is quite valuable, if you don't give me face again, I will go back and tell Shan'er to peel off the face of your whole family, do you believe it?"

Jia Jing finally couldn't take it anymore: "When will you learn to be self-reliant and not rely on others?" Ever since I was a child, I have heard it in my ears - you bully me, I will go home and ask my grandfather to beat you; you won't let me , I went home to my grandmother and scolded you; you disliked me, I went home and cried to my sister... Now it has finally progressed, if you don’t give me face, I will go home and find my son to complain—Jia She, you really live more and more." Exit".

Jia She didn't feel ashamed at all, but was surprised: "Why should I be self-reliant when I can rely on others?" Jia Jing vomited blood, and Hong Guoguo's three views were different. How did he play happily with Jia She back then?

Jia Jing, who was not going to continue playing with Jia Amnesty, planned to go back to the room to be quiet for a while: "The Supreme Emperor is here, the humble house is full of splendor, Zhen'er, you are good at serving, and the poor will not be here to spoil the fun." If he wanted to leave, he had to find a place to be quiet, otherwise he would beat Jia She sooner or later.

Jia Amnesty shouted: "Don't go, don't go. I've been away for a long time, and it's time to go back to the palace. Anyway, you can talk to me for a while."

Jia Jing closed his eyes and held his breath: "Does the Supreme Emperor want to listen to the Tao Te Ching, the Lotus Sutra, or the Jade Emperor Sutra?" If you want to chat, then let's talk about the scriptures!

Jia Amnesty rubbed his bulging stomach, and answered subconsciously: "Is there a "Da Di Jing"?" He had just finished listening to "Havoc in Heaven", and after the Jade Emperor, he had to pick up the Great Emperor.

Jia Jing threw his fly whisk, turned his head, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to beat him up!

At this time, Jia Rong rushed in: "Grandpa Qiu, the carriages, horses and sedan chairs are all ready, when will the Supreme Emperor drive back to the palace?" Bear with it.

Jia She clapped his hands, covered his stomach and sat up slowly, as if he was pregnant in August: "I can't walk, carry me into the car." By the way, he stretched out his paw and pointed at Jia Jing: "Take your grandfather in, and follow me back to the palace. Hold the candle and talk for a long time." Jia Rong froze in place, his grandfather would kick him to death.

Jia Amnesty's guards were all transformed from the former dark guards. According to common sense, the only ending for them, who can't see the light, after the change of dynasty is to be buried with the former master.But the deposed emperor was too stupid, and they felt that it was not worthwhile to die like this, so they boldly begged His Majesty for extrajudicial mercy, allowing them to return to their hometowns and hide their names for the rest of their lives.Unexpectedly, Ning Shan said generously that anyone who is willing to go home should just go back, and if he still has the heart to do something, he might as well turn to serve the Lord Ming in the dark.

No one likes to hide when they can be upright, so half of them changed careers and became imperial bodyguards, and the rest were scattered around to serve as personal bodyguards for the royal family. As the Supreme Emperor, Jia She received the most. He was easy to talk, and the guards who followed him were so leisurely as to grow hair, but their monthly salary was extremely high, which led to the increasing loyalty of this group of people to the Supreme Emperor, and now it was basically to the point of following orders.

As a result, Jia She's voice fell, Jia Jing had already been packed and stuffed into the dragon chariot, before Master Jing came back to his senses, the sedan chair was already set up outside, and he was heading towards the imperial city with a swing.

There was no one else in the dragon chariot except Qiu Shi'an, who was serving close to him. Daoist Jing, who had reached the limit of his endurance, rushed forward, first kicked Eunuch Qiu out of the door, then rolled up his arms and sleeves, jumped up, and beat the emperor angrily.Jia Rong and Jia Qiang rode on horseback on both sides, only to see the thick and sound-proof sedan chair trembling violently. Eunuch Qiu rolled out like a real ball, and then there was a faint humming sound that changed its tune. , all felt shuddering, not daring to guess what happened inside.