Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Only when Jia Xiaozheng finishes his meal comfortably can he slowly talk about his nightmare.

After he fell asleep yesterday, he was suddenly in a fairyland of Qionglou Yuyu. There was a beautiful Taoist girl who claimed to be in charge of love, love, and police fantasy fairy.

Fairy Jing Huan looked solemn, and said flickeringly to Jia Zheng, "I have been begged by Mr. Rong Ning to bring you here for a walk, so that you can open up your mind and walk on the right path."

Jia Xiaozheng, who was studying hard and preparing to work hard, said frankly, "I don't know what your so-called righteous way is?"

"Naturally it is to inherit the ancestral business and carry forward the second mansion." Fairy Jing Huan didn't expect him to ask the details, so she played one on the spot, and added some psychological descriptions of the first generation of the princes, "Rong Ning and Er Gong are worried about the unworthy of their children and grandchildren. .”

Jia Xiaozheng's temper is really soft, and Dang even replied in a good voice, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding. My cousin in the Ningguo Mansion is a second-rank Jinshi, and now he is leading the censor's errand, and he is a fifth-rank. My brother is currently honored. The Duke of the state is stationed on one side, and the contribution belongs to the country. We will never dare to accept unworthy descendants."

Police Fantasy Fairy: ...

What's the situation with your proud and proud tone?

Fairy Jing Huan had no choice but to regard him as a child's admiration, and continued her lines, "You come with me."

"Why?" Jia Xiaozheng asked, and backed off a few words, "Men and women have different seats at the age of seven, although fairies are not ordinary people, but I have to be scruples."

Why is this dream still not waking up? It's very annoying.

Fairy Jing Huan had no choice but to let her younger sister Keqing appear early.

Ke Qing is snow-skinned and glamorous, but also modest and courteous, intending to immerse Jia Zheng in her gentle hometown, so that he can proceed to the next step of the plan.

However, Jia Xiaozheng looked at Ke Qing, who was a little taller than him, and found it very annoying, annoying, and he didn't want sibling love at all.

Besides, he is not as greedy and lustful as the Jing Huan sisters expected.

They feel that the half-grown boy is just beginning to fall in love, and it's best to fool him, and if he flirts with Keqing again, he will definitely be fascinated by Keqing.

I don't want Jia Xiaozheng to sit on the sidelines and start reciting poems like Liu Xiahui possessed himself.

A wave of righteousness.

After hearing this nightmare, Jia Xiaoshe held onto the bed frame and laughed until his stomach ached. He said, "You did a good job this time, but in the future there will be a little girl hooking you up. Don't be so prudish."

My brother was afraid that he would be single by his ability.

"I'm the real classic!" Jia Xiaozheng defended himself, "Men and women don't know each other."

"A girl who doesn't understand, you can't even ask for it when you bring it to your door." Jia Daishan said, patted Jia Amnesty's back vigorously in dissatisfaction, "Don't teach your brother nonsense. You two go back first, and I will guard it. "

"Let me do it, you are so old." Jia She said.

Jia Daishan glanced at him and Yao Qianshu inexplicably.

I'm afraid that you'll bring your younger brother into trouble again.

And it's not good to show affection in front of children.

Jia She muttered, "Father, your thinking is too nasty."

Jia Daishan said indifferently, "Soon you will find that your father's behavior is even dirtier."

"Only Qianshu can understand this collision." Jia Xiaoshe said, "He sleeps next time, and I sleep with Zheng'er."

"Yes." Jia Daishan finally agreed, and then looked at Gouzi, feeling that his evil spirit was there, and said that Yao Qianshu had to be used.

It's just that I will definitely blow my hair, so I have to give up.

It was night, and Jia Amnesty squeezed on Jia Zheng's bed and yawned, "I'm going to sleep, I'm recovering from my illness, what book to read. Turn off the light."

The maids hurriedly came up, put the bed curtains and turned off the lights, and warmed a pot of warm water by the bedside.

Jia Xiaozheng hadn't slept with his brother for many years, and he was still very happy. He rolled over and grabbed Jia She's quilt and fell asleep after a while.

Jia She poked his nose and watched him groan and bury his face in the quilt, super playful and cute.

"Second idiot?" Jia Amnesty reached into the quilt and poked his waist again. Jia Zheng was very ticklish, so he woke up immediately, and looked at his brother in confusion, "What's wrong, brother?"

Fuck, why did you wake up?

Dasha hurriedly retracted his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, you sleep on your bed."

"Oh." Ersha tightened the quilt in a daze, and fell asleep again.

Seeing that he was soundly asleep, Jia Amnesty breathed a sigh of relief. He turned over and stretched out his hand to the working area of ​​the bed curtain, and met a person.

My daughter-in-law touched it?How bad it is.

He was thinking about where to kiss first, and he lifted the bed curtain a crack with one hand.

He exchanged glances with the sneaky Jing Huan Fairy.

Fairy Jing Huan didn't expect to be bumped into by this mortal again, and she really wanted to touch the place where she was scratched by him.

Jia Xiaoshe picked up the Wuming Sword from the bedside, the sword was not out of the sheath, and hit Fairy Jinghuan's abdomen with the hilt, pushing the person out several steps.

"Damn, seduce my younger brother?" Jia Xiaoshe cursed in a low voice.

Police Fantasy Fairy: ...

She still kept her cool, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to enlighten him."

What kind of freak is this man? It caused her severe pain in the abdomen.

"I don't need your enlightenment, which way the immortal enlightenment climbs the bed in the middle of the night." Jia Shejian crossed in front of him, and exchanged glances with Yao Qianshu who was blocking behind Fairy Jing Huan.

Only then did Fairy Jing Huan realize that there was someone behind her, and Yao Qianshu had already slapped her from the air.

How could she be against her? All of her internal organs were stirred for a while, but under the pressure of Yao Qianshu, her prototype appeared.

"Fuck!" Jia Xiaoshe was stupefied, "Can mosquitoes become sperm?"

It's really inspirational.

In comparison, the money tree becomes a genius and is struck by lightning, which is simply weak.

Seeing the big mosquito flapping its wings and buzzing, he subconsciously grabbed it with his free left hand.

Then the mosquito... was crushed to death.

"I, me, me!" Jia Xiaoshe looked at the remains of mosquitoes and rotten wings in his hand through the moonlight, and a dark drop of blood flowed from his belly.

It's still a mosquito that only bites people!

Too much!

Yao Qianshu hurriedly shook his hand, "Why are you stretching out your hand indiscriminately, does it hurt?"

Jia Xiaoshe said quietly, "It hurts, do you think I'm going to lose my hand?"

"I'll see you stretch your claws again." Yao Qianshu blew the dead mosquito away from his palm, and when the maids heard the sound, he asked them to fetch hot water to wash Jia Amnesty's hands.

"Don't wake up my brother." Jia She said in a low voice.

"It's been fixed a long time ago." Yao Qianshu squeezed his hand and said, "I won't wake you up."

Yao Qianshu gave him soap and washed his hands carefully, but the drops seemed to seep into his palm and couldn't be washed off.

"Forget it if you can't wash it off." Jia She said, just treat it as a mole, he has more important things to do.

He followed Yao Qianshu's movements and inserted his five fingers into his fingers. Yao Qianshu touched him just now, but he was a little moved.

Yao Qianshu scratched his palm, "Stop making trouble, your father is here."

"Tsk tsk." Jia Amnesty made a sound of pity and regret, and took a bite of Yao Qianshu's mouth to satisfy his greed.

Jia Daishan who got up in the middle of the night: ...

"Mr. Rong, what are you doing?" Jia Daishan asked slowly, "Do you still remember your weak and helpless brother?"

My younger brother was snoring happily on the bed.

Jia Daishan: ...Okay

Jia Xiaozheng slept soundly, and the mosquito spirit was crushed to death, so there was really nothing else to do at the moment.

"Let's change." Jia Daishan got up and simply switched classes with Jia She.

So much so that when Jia Xiaozheng woke up the next morning, he was stunned.

Obviously when I fell asleep, I was still my elder brother, but when I woke up, I became an old father.

The world is scary.

"What's that expression on your face?" Jia Daishan pinched his cheeks and tugged, "It's over, get up and eat something."

Jia Zheng rubbed his eyes, "Get up, I'm going to see my mother."

"Your mother wants to rest, don't disturb her. Go play with your brother." Jia Daishan said.

In fact, Shi refused to see anyone except Jia Xiaomin and Yuanyang.

Especially Jia She.

The entrance of Rongxi Hall was short of posting a notice saying "Rong Guogong and trees are not allowed to enter".

Jia Xiaozheng obediently went to the east courtyard to play with his brother.

My brother was looking at the floor plan of the garden, and when he saw him, he said, "Why are you up? The sun is so hot today, let's talk in the room."

"Yes." Jia Zheng followed behind him, and was almost blinded when he entered the door.

Brother, this is an aesthetic mutation.

The room is decorated like a dragon palace, and there is a chubby golden beast puffing clouds and mist in the corner, and the elegant fragrance fills the room.

Yao Qianshu is holding a white jade chess piece and is playing chess with Zhao Shu.

Jia Amnesty looked at it twice and thought it was boring, but Jia Zheng was fascinated, and stood by the side watching seriously.

Well, finally someone came to play with him, and he got in too.

Rong Guogong, who can only know backgammon, went out to practice martial arts with the Wuming Sword.

He always felt that the Wuming Sword had other uses, but it seemed like it had nothing.

Uncle Grandpa doesn't seem like a superstitious person who can fight people in close combat, although he is a ghost.

Jia She stroked the gemstone on the scabbard and said casually, "It would be great if you could talk."

Please read the product manual aloud.

"I will." A delicate voice timidly said.

Jia Amnesty:? ? ?

"Fuck, can you really talk?" Jia She put the Wuming Sword on the table, it sounds like a girl, don't touch it blindly.

"Of course it's fake, haha, you've been fooled!"

The crimson bead grass behind him shakes its leaves and laughs softly.

A moment later, she became a knotted crimson plant, twisted together like a twist.

"I'll hear you laugh again?" Jia She poked her into a wobble, "Smile, come on."

Crimson Pearl Grass: "Yeah, I was wrong."