[Red Mansion] February is the season of wishing

With the head of the theater troupe as an intermediary, the two sides had a very polite conversation.

Jiang Yuhan deliberately showed himself, and when asked about him, he answered quickly and cleverly.The provoking "Master Huang" took a few more glances.

King Zhongshun frowned slightly...he didn't like people who were too clever.

The prince, of course, likes the cute, obedient and sensible, who comes and goes as soon as he is called, a little prickly, the prince is delicate and tender, so he can't stand it.

——But that little student is not bad.

After some answers, the theater troupe felt a little relieved, thinking, is it finally over? !

"..." Master Huang, who had been listening for a long time, finally said, "When you listened to Shui Rong's play, what did he say?"

water soluble?

King of Beijing?

The head of the theater troupe only talked about the emperor and his ministers, and said with a smile: "He doesn't like to listen to this kind of talk about men and women, he only likes to hear about the Three Kingdoms, and..." There were only two gaps in his smiling eyes, "It's the script of the meat futon."

King Zhongshun listened, and said with a hesitation, "They are low-ranking people, how do they know what the rebels are doing outside?"

Master Huang snorted and said, "You troupe really dare to sing anything!"

The theater troupe immediately knelt on the ground, and Jiang Yuhan quickly followed suit.

King of Beijing?Rebel?Could it be that……

In a flash of thought, Jiang Yuhan has already opened her mouth!

"The "Looking for Dreams" sung by the untouchables just now, some people can hear the love, and some people can hear the obscenity, it depends on how they listen to it." He leaned forward and said, "Even "Three Kingdoms", the untouchables can only hear it , Zhuge Cheng is a loyal minister who respects the heart of Liu Zhongjun!"

As soon as the words came out, the whole room was silent.

King Zhongshun still had a good impression of the little Huadan students in the troupe, and he didn't want them to suffer suddenly because of King Beijing, so he quickly echoed: "Xiaodan is right! Those who sing "Three Kingdoms" and "Meat Futuan" There are a lot of theater troupes, and there are a lot of applause, but it's really treasonous, and there is only one Shui Rong who gave that rude request!"

King Jingjing rebelled.

King Beijing Jing made an excessive request, just like the plot of "Meat Futon"...

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yuhan already understood!

He was not the only one who was reborn!

Over their heads, the old master Huang said slowly: "It's okay, but in the future, it's better not to sing this offensive and upsetting drama."

The head of the troupe hurriedly said: "Thank you...Master for your kindness!"

……

In Longxi, amidst the yellow sand all over the sky, King Beijing squinted his eyes and stood on the city wall, listening to the counselor's report.

"The governor who was arrested has already been beheaded, and the people cheered and scrambled to cut their meat and eat it raw."

King Bei Jing felt a chill in his heart, but he still nodded and smiled on his face: "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. He has oppressed the people for many years, and he has reaped the consequences."

The counselor laughed and said, "And the imperial court categorically rejected the request to exchange the captives for the young son of the Jia family, which also chilled the hearts of many 'counter-rebellion' soldiers."

King Beijing's smile deepened: "Not only did the imperial court categorically refuse, but even the minister of the Ministry of War said this sentence on the spot!

"'Those soldiers, since they are incapable of being captured, let's just kill the ball!'"

The counselor listened and bowed eagerly: "We should repay the three armies and the people with this matter!"

King Bei Jing nodded and smiled, "That's right." He laughed loudly, "Originally, the matter can be solved by sacrificing a prince of the fallen state, but the court has no idea! This court will be overthrown sooner or later!"

The counselor led the way down the city wall, muttering to himself:

If the court really sent Baoyu, what would happen to the court?

Besides, even if it was sent over, could he just be caught without a fight?

The counselor couldn't figure out a series of actions, so he could only perfunctory them with "My Wang Shengming".

Suspicion grew in his heart.

Seeing that the counselor had gone down, King Beijing turned his head to look to the east covered by yellow sand.

The emperor built the palace, and the prince built the palace. The red surface of Longxi, which was originally lush and lush, was gradually exposed.

The river is turbid and rushing, the wind blows, and the yellow sand covers the sky and the earth.

--but.

King Beijing Jing smiled softly, thinking.

Jia Baoyu, who is pure and kind, will definitely mourn in his heart after hearing this news, and invite Jia Zheng to go.

Since he is willing to come, who can stop the majestic Rongguo Mansion?

……

Anyone can stop it.

Jia Zheng screamed and asked Jia Baoyu where he had provoked the rebellious king.

It was the first time Jia Baoyu heard his father scream, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a look, and curled up on the bed, as if he had just been put into work.

Jia Zheng saw how weak he looked like a young man, and wanted to beat him up with a wooden board!

Wu that rebellious son!Bring disaster to the family!

Mrs. Wang hurriedly hugged Jia Baoyu, crying, "This is the only son I have. If you want to kill him, kill me first!"

Jia Zheng roared angrily: "He colluded with the rebels, damn it!!"

Mrs. Wang also yelled back: "It's clear that the traitor had unreasonable thoughts about Baoyu when he was in Beijing. Is it all my fault?"

Jia Zheng was furious, he immediately raised the board, and gasped, "If it wasn't for him to make eye contact, who wouldn't be able to get Ni Wang, who would rather let the prisoner go than let him go to Longxi?! If I don't stop him first Kill him, he must have said that he is going!"

The room was in a mess, where had Jia Baoyu seen such a battle?His thoughts were punctured again, and his face turned pale with fright.

He couldn't bear it in his heart, thinking that the prisoner would have a bad life, and the court had no intention of rescuing him. He also heard that a good official had already been killed (the one who was divided into meat by the people), so he really wanted to go to Longxi.

As for the rest...

He knew a little about the cloud and rain, but he knew it randomly when he was reading a book, how could he know "eyebrows to express affection"?How do you know "collusion"?

Seeing Jia Baoyu's pale face, Mrs. Wang thought that he had indeed had a relationship with King Beijing, and she fell to the ground, holding on to her last breath, crying, "Baoyu is not ten years old! You use such a nasty think about Baoyu!"

The servant wanted to cover his ears!

Some went out in a hurry, saying they wanted to find a basin to clean their master's face; some squeezed out and said they were going to find Jia Mu...

Jia Mu was supported by Jia Amnesty.

Qin Shi and Qin Zhong followed behind.

With a good voice, Mrs. Qin first helped Mrs. Wang sit on the bed, let the mother and son sit together, then took the basin filled with water, and wiped Mrs. Wang's face little by little.

Qin Zhong also climbed onto the couch, hugging Jia Baoyu to comfort him.

Internal affairs have been decided.

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Zheng with a sneer, and reprimanded him: "My good brother, an eight-year-old boy, how can he know what colluding with the king is? When you and I were eight years old, we were squatting on the ground and playing in the mud!

"If you continue to talk like this, are you going to instruct Baoyu to contact the thief Shui Rong? You said you came out alone!"

Jia Zheng stiffened his neck, and was about to say some nonsense about Jia Baoyu's unfilial dementia.

Mother Jia didn't know what Jia Zheng wanted to say?Sighing faintly, she suddenly aged ten years, looking at the successful Jia She with withered eyes.

"Baoyu is still young, we can only blame the traitor who gave this request," Jia Mu first characterized the incident, and then pointed to the center, "Now just wait for the will of the Holy One. Thieves, make people laugh."

The author has something to say: It has been laughed at for hundreds of years.