Jia She has a red envelope group [Red Mansion]

"The Taoist priest in the previous life?" Jia She looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, and the sealed memory slowly emerged.

The crippled Taoist has not changed much, except that the creases on his face are a little less, and he looks like an outsider in tattered clothes.

Jia Amnesty remembered that in his previous life, there was a monk with a scarlet head who was with this Taoist priest. When Wang Xifeng and Jia Baoyu were sick, these two people would help each other.

Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang regard these two as living gods, but unfortunately the two gods can't see each other. Jia Mu and the others want to enshrine, but others don't want to.

"This person should have some skills." Jia She said in his heart,

Looking at this acquaintance in his previous life, Jia She felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know what was wrong, it was wrong anyway.

"Take the Taoist priest to the guest room, treat him well and don't neglect it." Jia Amnesty instructed the servant.

"Can the benefactor take a step to speak?" The lame Taoist blocked Jia Amnesty's way.

#I don't borrow#

Intuition told Jia Amnesty that this Taoist priest is not simple and cannot be contacted.

"I have other matters, Taoist priest please." Jia Amnesty said politely to the lame Taoist.

"A benefactor reincarnates with cause and effect, and everything cannot be reversed. If you change your fate against the sky, you will be punished by heaven." The lame Taoist said to Jia She.

"God's punishment?" Jia She raised his brows, his phone group is full of gods and lords, will they punish him?Jia Amnesty didn't believe it.

According to the script, Jia She should have asked the lame Taoist nervously what he meant by this, and the lame Taoist explained to Jia She, and Jia She shocked the lame Taoist as a heavenly man.

But Jia She didn't play according to the routine. He managed to reverse the fate of his previous life, and let him reverse it. Is Jia She crazy?

Seeing that Jia Amnesty didn't reply, the lame Taoist lost his temper a little, "I heard that the benefactor is suffering from insanity, can the poor Taoist go and have a look."

The lame Taoist looked as if he was sure of curing Jiamu.

This lame road is the savior of Jia's mother and Jia Zheng. It's a pity to meet someone like Jia She who changed his life against the sky.

"Taoist priest go to rest first, I really have something to do." Jia Amnesty said to the lame Taoist.

Seeing that Jia She's attitude was firm, the lame Taoist had no other choice. Although he had some Taoism skills, there was nothing he could do to mortals like Jia She.

"The benefactor..." The lame Taoist thought of rhetoric to fool Jia She.

"Take care of this Taoist priest, don't let him go anywhere." Jia She told the boy.

Ignoring the lame Taoist, Jia Amnesty left directly.

It's not easy to get to today's situation, Jia Amnesty will never allow anyone to come and disrupt the situation.

While busy with Jia Daishan's funeral, he also had to deal with the matter of sending Jia Zheng into the yamen. Jia Amnesty was at his wit's end, so he could only put the lame Taoist aside and take care of him.

A young servant was walking hurriedly with a candle in his hand, and happened to meet Jia She, and bump into Jia She.

Jia Amnesty didn't reprimand the boy, he still had other things to do and didn't have time to waste energy on trivial matters.

"Young Master Jia, it's me." A familiar voice came.

"Brother Ang, why are you here?" Jia Amnesty recognized Wu Ze all of a sudden, and then he recognized him. Jia Amnesty took out the black jade that Qin Mo gave him to verify his identity.

Wu Ze took out the black jade, the two jades attracted each other, and the identity verification was successful.

"Young Master Jia, take a step to speak." Wu Ze said to Jia Amnesty.

"Brother Ang comes with me." Jia Amnesty led Wu Ze to a guest room.

"But what's the matter, Brother Qin?" Jia She asked, and Jia She unconsciously began to care about Qin Mo.

"Did Mr. Jia stop Jia Zheng's letter from Ping Xiye today?" Wu Ze asked.

Jia Amnesty nodded, "How does Brother Angkor know?"

Wu Ze rubbed his nose, "Your letter is indeed with you." He changed the subject.

"If you trust my master and spread the letter, my master will take care of the rest. Don't worry, my master, I will not spare you, a wolf-hearted brother." Wu Ze said.

"Is Qin Mo eyeing Ping Xiye?" Jia She thought to himself.

It was just now that Jia Amnesty was still debating whether to hand over the letter, so as to get a reply from Ping Xiye, confirming the collusion between the two, this is good, he doesn't have to worry about it.

Without even thinking about it, Jia Amnesty handed the letter to Wu Ze, "Then please trouble Mr. Qin. When Ping Xiye writes back, Jia will definitely deliver the letter to Mr. Qin immediately."

Now that Jia Amnesty only has the title of first prize winner, it is not enough to fight peacefully at night. It is better to give Qin Mo all the evidence, which is more reliable than putting it in his own hands.

Jia She trusted Qin Mo to such an extent that he didn't realize it at all.

Wu Ze received the letter, and sighed in his heart the unparalleled tacit understanding between his master and his wife. He hadn't mentioned the matter of replying to the letter yet, but Jia Amnesty actually brought it up by himself.

"Then my subordinate will leave." Wu Ze saluted Jia Amnesty.

"Brother Ang, you're welcome." Jia She hurriedly returned the gift, because Qin Mo and Wu Ze were subordinates, but for himself, Jia She couldn't afford this gift.

Just as Wu Ze was about to walk away, he suddenly stopped. He slapped himself on the forehead, almost forgetting that his master asked him to have a word with Jia She.

"Master Jia, my master asked me to bring you a sentence." Wu Ze turned to Jia Amnesty.

"Master Qin, what's the matter?" Jia She said with a serious expression.

"Mother Xiao's birthday is a few days away, if Young Master Jia is going, my young master can go with you." Wu Ze said.

Jia Amnesty? ? ?

Originally thought that Qin Mo had something important to tell him, what is this?

Jia Amnesty looked at Wu Ze in a daze, "Brother Wu, don't you hear me wrong?"

"The girl from the Xiao family is here too, just to relieve my son's lovesickness." Wu Ze was too embarrassed to open his mouth for the second half of the sentence. It is estimated that his master didn't realize how sour these words are, and they can count people's teeth. fall down.

Wu Ze has been with Qin Mo for so many years, it's really rare to see his master's expression, it's scary to think about it.

Wu Ze looked at Jia Amnesty with sympathy, waiting for his master to finish his work, Mr. Jia, alas...

"The pain of lovesickness?" Jia Amnesty didn't know what he was talking about, Qin Mo must be crazy, what does the Xiao family's family banquet care about him.

"The subordinate's task is completed, let's take a step first." After finishing what should be said, Wu Ze hurriedly withdrew.

"This is Qin Mo." Jia She shook his head helplessly, and after walking a few steps, he stopped, and suddenly remembered something, and then Jia She's face became quite ugly.

Wu Ze took the letter and handed it to the person waiting outside the door. This person looked like a servant. He read the contents of the letter, and soon there was an identical letter in his hand.

About half an hour later, Jia Zheng's request for help appeared in the Pingning Palace.

"This trash!" Ping Xiye slapped the letter on the table, obviously he had put so much effort into it, yet this trash can still make himself to such an extent.

At this time, the news of Jia Zheng's patricide had not yet spread, and it was kept secret. The news spread only after the dust settled.

In the letter, Jia Zheng snotted and burst into tears. He threatened Ping Xiye that if he didn't save him, he would poison him and tell Jia Amnesty to the yamen.

What a dog-eat-dog show.

I don't know if Jia Zheng will really say it or just threaten Ping Xiye, whether he says it or not, Ping Xiye will definitely save Jia Zheng, and he can't just sit idly by for Jia Baoyu's sake.

Fearing that Jia Zheng was acting like a monster, Ping Xiye asked the messenger to tell Jia Zheng to be safe and not to be impatient.

"My lord, my lord, I have to take something back with you, otherwise the second master won't believe me." The servant who sent the letter looked embarrassed.

That's right, if you don't bring anything back, the devil will know whether this servant has come to Pingxi Palace or not.

Out of caution, Ping Xiye only gave the messenger servant a post from the Pingning Palace. There was no other content on it, but it was enough as a token.

This kind of wordless post is like a blank check, and Ping Xiye doesn't seem to be aware of this problem.

The messenger boy who got the post saluted and returned to Jia's mansion in a hurry.

Of course, he went back empty-handed, and only said a word to Jia Zheng, "I will take good care of you."

After hearing this sentence, Jia Zheng's flustered heart suddenly calmed down, and he knew that Ping Xiye treated him unusually. As for the reason, Jia Zheng attributed it to the fact that maybe he had a crush on him?

Hehe, you look so pretty...

Seeing that Jia Daishan was about to go to the funeral, Jia She was so busy that the day and night turned upside down. Jia Daishan was biased, after all, it was Jia She's father, and because of reason, Jia She could not neglect his funeral.

All the Taoist priests and eminent monks were in place, and Jia Amnesty gave Jia Daishan a big French ceremony. Let me tell you here, there are no lame Taoists among the Taoist priests.

Jia Amnesty ordered the lame Taoist to be guarded in case something happened to him.

He never expected that he would be treated like this when he came to Jia's mansion. The lame Taoist was running around anxiously, but he couldn't get out.

"What is the origin of this Jia Amnesty?" The lame Taoist was very anxious. He thought he could handle it alone, but he knew that he should let the monk come with him.

Helpless, when things have come to such a point, the lame Taoist can only stare in anxiety.

Jia Daishan's funeral went smoothly.

The next step is to deal with Jia Zheng. The news has spread, and the evidence is solid.

Ping Xiye didn't move at all, which was really strange.

This idiot Jia Zheng didn't know what happened, he thought that Ping Xiye had settled everything for him, that he was eating and drinking in the yard, and living a very uncomfortable life.

"Exchange this soup for me. Is this for people to drink?" Jia Zheng said in an old man's tone.

"It's my master." The slave quickly gave Jia Zheng a change of soup.

"It seems that this little Prince Ping is really capable." Jia Zhengjue's affairs are all over, and he will still be the second master of Jia's family in a few days.

"Why are you being so polite to him?" the boy said to the boy who changed the soup.

"Didn't my master tell me that this second master has a few good days, so he can eat whatever he likes, and he can go on the road after eating." said the boy who changed the soup.

"Our master is really kind-hearted." The boy sighed.

Two days after Jia Zheng's happy life, the yamen officially accepted Jia Zheng's case. The evidence was convincing and there was no need for a trial.

"Master, these are new clothes, you can change them on." The slave brought new clothes to Jia Zheng, and he was about to go on the road, so he had to wear them better.

Jia Zheng thought it was to let him go out, so he put on his clothes happily, "What's the use of you being scheming, you can't kill me." Jia Zheng looked smug.

No sooner had Jia Zheng put on his clothes than the yamen servants outside brought him shackles and put them on.

"You, what are you doing!" Jia Zheng panicked.

"Don't waste time." The yamen servant said impatiently, his attitude towards this kind of beast that even killed his own father was a little bit worse.

"I'm the second master Jia of Jia's mansion, none of you dare to touch me!" Jia Zheng shouted loudly.

But whoever heard him shout, the yamen servant directly slipped Jia Zhengti out, took the torture cart to the yamen.

Jia Zheng paled in panic, things shouldn't be like this, what happened!It's Pingxi night!Ping Xiye who came to save him!

Not to mention Jia Zheng's bewilderment, the people from Pingxiye Sect were also bewildered. He never thought that Jia Amnesty would have such a skill that the yamen servants would come to the door directly. He thought it was just escorted to the yamen by people from Jia's mansion.

The big and small Jia Amnesty is also a first-class runner, and there is someone behind him to operate it. It is not uncommon for the yamen to go to the house to detain someone.

"Master, what should we do now, rob or not, this is someone from the government, something will happen."

"How can you not be robbed, the people in the government are not as deadly as the royal people, let's rob."

Waiting for the Yamen's car to arrive at Guan Road, a group of big men came out and rushed towards the Yamen's car...

It's really not a big deal to be a monster...