Red Chamber Fellows: You Are Not Guilty

Talking about the crisis he thought of to the emperor, Jia She felt that he had fulfilled his duty as a courtier, and there were still a large group of courtiers waiting to share the emperor's worries for the rest, what was his business.

However, Mr. Shi was poached away by the emperor, and Jia Cong was also brought into the Imperial College, so Jia Amnesty had nothing to do in Zhuangzi himself.If you just have nothing to do, it's not a big deal. Anyway, as a dude, it's normal to have nothing to do.

But no one spoke, but it was his life.His mind and hands can be idle, but his mouth can't be idle.It turned out that sometimes my husband and he would go wild with him, bicker with each other from time to time, discuss serious matters in the middle, and then teach Jia Cong together. Those days passed quickly.

Now Jia Amnesty, in addition to chatting with Xichun every day, and watching the progress of cement firing, what else?Gone.

After he was bored for two days, he came up with Jia Jing's idea.There is no way, I can't really suffocate my mouth.Even if Jia Jing's words are boring, they are still a conversation partner, right?

"Taoist," Jia Amnesty found Jia Jing's residence by himself, "Is it a habit to live in Zhuangzi?"

Jia Jing glanced at him, and reluctantly put down the scriptures in his hand: "It's okay. There are food and drinks, and there are people to serve you." It was much better than the place the emperor had found for him.

"When will the priest start refining medicine?" Jia She expressed his concern.But when he heard Jia Jing's ears, he felt that he was persecuting himself.

Jia Jing has never been a good-tempered person, otherwise there would not be the comment in the original book that Guan Zi resembles Guan Thief: "It will take time."

Jia Amnesty didn't want to do it anymore: "Why do you have to wait? Didn't I already give you the recipe?" Even if he couldn't take the lead on the battlefield, he still wanted to provide technical support for the soldiers, okay?Just pointing at this □□ and maiming Beiyi, you say you have to wait, what can he do?

"What's the use of just having a prescription." Jia Jing was not polite: "I am very confused now, and my subordinates are not sure. If the dosage of the medicine is wrong, that thing, hehe." Let Jia pardon himself want to go.

That's right.But you, a person who has been cultivating for decades, say that you are confused, what do you mean?It was very difficult for Jia Shen to figure out the meaning of Jia Jing's words, that is, the old man still cared about the affairs of Ningguo Mansion, so after hearing what happened in Ningguo Mansion, he could no longer pretend to be indifferent to world affairs.

Say it earlier.Jia Amnesty said to the human: "Who do you want to see?"

This Jia Jing has to think about it, after all, Ningguo Mansion no longer exists, and there are some people he can't see even if he wants to, such as Jia Zhen.He still named someone Jia She had promised him long ago: "Qiang'er."

Still know the time.This is Jia Amnesty's evaluation of Jia Jing, but he also has his own calculations: "I have told you that since the accident in Ningguo Mansion, no one has seen him. So even if you want to find someone, it will not be a short while. You can find it out."

Jia Jing also understands this truth, but he just doesn't feel at ease if he can't see anyone.Now in Ningguo Mansion, Jia Qiang is the only one left who is still free.It's just that this free body has wandered somewhere now, which is even more worrying-although he is not the serious master of Ningguo Mansion, but Jia Qiang is also a decent great-great-grandson who was raised pampered, and now without the protection of his family, he still doesn't know Where do you suffer.

Seeing that Jia Jing only cared about the boy's appearance, Jia She asked him: "How are you and Xichun getting along these few days?" Seeing that Xichun never mentioned his father's appearance when chatting with him, the relationship between the two is not much better .

Sure enough, when Jia Jing heard Xichun's name, he frowned: "That girl..." was rather indescribable.

"That's your daughter, my dear daughter." Jia She knew that the ancients valued sons over daughters, but he didn't expect to reach this level - he would rather care about his brother's grandson than communicate with his daughter.

Jia Jing's reasons are all ready-made. He wants to find Jia Qiang to leave blood for Ningguo Mansion, but Xichun will marry sooner or later, and then he will be someone else's family. What use is it to him and Ningguo Mansion ?

Fortunately, this is just his own thoughts. If Jia She finds out and can spray him in the face, what's wrong with the girl? That's your own blood. Wouldn't it be good if you were capable of giving birth to sons all by yourself?After being born, it seems useless, don’t you care?So are you giving birth to a child, or are you giving birth to yourself?There must be a bottom line for selfishness.

Even Jia Amnesty is not satisfied with this: "If you don't care about your own daughter, even if you get Jia Qiang back, he won't be good at writing or martial arts, so what can you do to him? Isn't that right? If you see that it doesn't suit your heart, then drive him away? Then why should I go to such lengths to find him, why don't I just pretend that there is no such person as him. "

After hearing that Jia Amnesty wanted to find Jia Qiang, Jia Jing quit: "It was agreed that day, I will make medicine for you, and you find someone for me, now you want to go back on your word?"

Jia She said: "But did you refine the medicine for me?"

This really doesn't exist.Suppressing Jia Jing's arrogance, Jia Amnesty was in a good mood: "I advise you to get along well with Xichun. I haven't heard of it. My daughter is my father's close-fitting little padded jacket. It's better than that outsider who treats you sincerely."

Jia Jing didn't understand the theory, but he understood the reality very clearly, that is, it's not him who is judging Jia She, but Jia She has enough capital to juggle him.In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the two had been cousins ​​for decades, and only let the emperor's people be the supervisors, Jia Jing would have to practice even if he didn't practice, and he couldn't pay any price.

"Forget it." The advantage of recognizing the reality is: "I will start practicing tomorrow. But you must do what you promised."

"Okay, why not." Jia Amnesty agreed, not to mention how happy he is: "I've always been a person who keeps my word, and it's not like you don't know it. Forget it, anyway, you don't make medicine today, so let's just have dinner together." " Eating alone is really hard to digest.

But after eating, Jia She realized that the worst thing in the world to digest is watching two people who hate each other eat together.

First, Jia Jing, seeing Xichun's rice set up with theirs, said: "Men and women have different seats at seven years old, how can a teenage girl eat at the same table with you and me again?"

Xichun didn't show weakness: "I was never taught since I was a child, I only know that my mother said that the junior should listen to the elders. Uncle always has his reasons for telling me where to eat. As a junior, I can only obey. "This is uncle's territory, not yours.

Jia Jing made people choke for a moment, probably because he had practiced Taoism for a long time, and his articulation was not flexible, so Xichun won the first game!

When the food was on the table, Jia Jing said again: "The relatives in the family are all in prison, how can I use them." I was very sad.

Xichun continued: "I don't know how to take care of my body, so what energy do I have to run for my family?" Hypocritical.

Jia Jing was speechless again, and in the second game, Xichun won again.

When everyone eats, Jia Jing is a person who wants to eat without saying a word, so he looks down on Jia She for a while to ask Xichun to give this dish, and for Xichun to taste the healthy pie.I endured it again and again, but I still couldn't help it: "Don't talk about eating, Jia She, what about your rules?"

Alas, Xichun has such a violent temper. If you say I'm fine, you can even talk about the uncle: "Even if you are having dinner with the Supreme Emperor, the uncle will say something." What is it?In the third round, Xichun won again.

Probably because he felt that it would be meaningless to fight against an opponent like Jia Jing, even if he won, next time, as long as Jia Jing didn't take the initiative to find fault, Xichun ignored him, and just courteously asked people to give Jia Amnesty all kinds of cloths. vegetable.

Jia Jing's meal was unsatisfactory, and Jia Amnesty also suffered from indigestion—it was because Xichun had asked him to serve too many dishes, and he couldn't help but eat when he looked at the child's attentive eyes.

So the two middle-aged people who didn't eat well had to accompany each other in Zhuangzi to digest food.

"Have you seen it? That girl is like this. If I say one sentence, she has ten sentences waiting for me to say, and even one sentence can choke people to death." Jia Jing couldn't help complaining.

But Jia She felt that this was his own problem: "If you hadn't been picky everywhere, she would have choked you with her words? Later, when you didn't speak, Xichun didn't bother you, did she?"

What about the three views?Where is father strict?What about father as son?Jia Jing couldn't accept it: "I'm her father, so it depends on her face?"

"That's right." Jia She said to him: "Speaking of it, you should understand that if you didn't know how to make alchemy, I would have taken you to Zhuangzi? So you can only be regarded as the first-class craftsman I invited. But Xichun It's different, no one asks, and I am willing to take her out of prison, because in my opinion, she is a relative."

Seeing that Jia Jing's eyes were about to pop out, Jia Amnesty said kindly, "So for me and the people in Zhuangzi, Xichun is my family member and the serious master of Zhuangzi. And you," the drawn-out voice Jia Jing must recognize the reality: "I am just a craftsman, but I am more capable than other craftsmen."

Turn around and leave.Jia Jing didn't want to stay in this place anymore.Okay, his daughter is the master, and he has become a craftsman, can he bear it?

Jia She's voice came from behind: "If you really leave, I really won't look for Jia Qiang."

Turning around again, staring his eyes to the limit, Jia Jing has never found this cousin so annoying: "Will you threaten people with this?"

Nodding his head, Jia Amnesty said that the tricks are not afraid of using old tricks, as long as they work.

No matter how lucky Jia Jing is, but now he still has to count on this person, and he really doesn't want to go back to the place the emperor found for him—it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.How can you be willing to do it yourself when someone is waiting for you?As a person who grew up well-clothed and well-fed, and had eight servants to serve him while practicing Taoism, it was really difficult to endure the days when no one was serving him.

In order not to look at Jia Amnesty's disgusting face, Jia Jing decided not to wait for tomorrow, his condition has been adjusted today, and he can start refining medicine now.