Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

That is to say, Yan Lingyun's health is much better now than when he was young, otherwise he would definitely not be able to carry such a fierce tiger down the mountain like Jia She.

But now I can't stand it anymore.

The two guards teamed up to help him. The guards of Rongguo Mansion began to talk badly from Lao Zhang, Lao Zhao to Xiao Lin. The round-faced little guard complained to their son, "My son, be more careful, treat Yan My lord, please handle it with care, otherwise Qing will wait for the Duke to beat him up."

The dignified Minister of the Household Department, the personal bodyguard next to the former governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, was allocated by the Rongguo Mansion, and those who were distributed by the imperial court had to give up three points, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

Jia Shexin said in his heart that he had never seen such a rule in the whole world, but the father is close, and the stepmother is also close, so no one should care about these trivial matters.

Master Yan, who needed to be handled with care, cast a sideways glance at the little guard, "Shut up, you're not old, you talk a lot."

"It's rare for the teacher to feel that other people talk too much." Jia She squeezed away the guard and supported him personally, "What are you holding back, tell me quickly."

Otherwise, you may not consecrate your new home.

Yan Lingyun smiled and patted his dog's head, "I'm not holding back, don't talk nonsense, this house is full of places that need to be regulated, and I'll see how to fix it if you are busy."

Jia Amnesty was acting coquettishly back and forth, and he almost hugged his thigh with a whimper, "The look in your eyes before you left the palace was wrong, and it was just trying to play tricks, tell me, tell me quickly."

"Tsk, you're still young, aren't you? You can't use your own brain?" Yan Lingyun pushed him away, "If you want to help, just watch it, if you don't, hurry up and get out, don't delay me here."

It's like the little dog that you raise is walking back and forth at your feet, so that people have no place to get off their feet. They are afraid of stepping on the dog's paws, and they don't dare to work too much, for fear of kicking them again.

The son of a bitch himself did not have the consciousness of causing trouble to Yan Lingyun at all. Seeing that Yan Lingyun was unmoved, he simply stretched out his arms and hugged him around the waist.

Tsk tsk, the nephew and uncle seem to have thinner waists than anyone else, one is tucked in and the other is thinner.

"I want to hug you back and hug Your Majesty." Yan Lingyun was speechless, "It's alright, alright, come with me."

It's not that the house is dilapidated, the carved and painted buildings are magnificent and clean, but it's uncomfortable to look at the emptiness, the master and the apprentice didn't go into any flower hall, just found two stones in the garden sat down.

"This garden has some Jiangnan style." Jia She said casually, "It's still the most comfortable life in Jiangnan."

"I had a very comfortable life when I was a child." Yan Lingyun didn't let anyone serve tea. I don't know how long the kitchen here has been useless. Solve it while you are alive, and pay attention to revenge."

Xiao Yuanlian saw that Yan Lingyun had pushed back the servants in the mansion, and asked others to watch over, "I'll go boil the water, my lord is too busy to use tea when he wakes up early."

Mainly because he was busy arguing with Ning Guogong, and in the end he didn't eat or drink anything in a hurry.

"Well, you go." Yan Lingyun waved his hand, "Your father is the one who came out, everything else is good, but it's long-winded, all of them can be the prince's nanny when they go out."

Sitting cross-legged, Jia She was quite comfortable, grabbing the small yellow flower between the rocks, and trying to put it on Yan Lingyun's head, "The prince doesn't want a nanny, and I can't give birth."

Yan Lingyun yanked his dog's paw heavily, and warned, "Try to move me again, do you want to listen to the serious business?"

"Listen." Jia She turned back and pinned the little yellow flower to his ear, which was quite beautiful, "Teacher, tell me, I won't make trouble."

"It turned out that your uncle was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable, but you have to understand these things." Yan Lingyun lowered his voice, and told Jia Amnesty all about what he had discussed with Jia Daishan earlier.

The other party has taught Jia She for many years, and he can also be called a teacher. He probably didn't want to see who weighed heavily in Jia She's heart.

It's quite a cautious calculation.

After hearing this, Jia Amnesty didn't startle, instead, his fussy look disappeared, he shut his mouth and pondered for a long time, "Teacher said, I know a little bit, but I didn't dare to dig deeper because I involved you. One is that I am afraid that your old injury will be affected, and the other is that I am afraid that I will miss your business."

"What if I really want to do it?"

"If the teacher wants to do something, I will not hesitate. It's just that the old master has helped us a lot over the years. If the teacher is angry, don't implicate the children and grandchildren." Jia She said, "Speaking of which, he is also my great-grandfather. , I have to accept his blood."

In fact, few people mentioned the blood relationship between Jia She and Master Shi. It seems that after the death of the Shi family, the Jia family was the Jia family, the historian was the historian, and the Bowlinghou mansion was only the in-laws of the Ningguo mansion.

Yan Lingyun took the teacup held by Xiaoyuanlian, there was only hot water in it, his body couldn't bear to drink more tea, the old man told him that drinking more hot water is the right way.

He hastily took two sips, feeling a little hot, and handed it back

After going back, he didn't look at Jia Amnesty, "You're right, but I forgot. In terms of blood relationship, you are the closest relatives."

With his personality, it would be a bit heart-wrenching to say this.

Hou Baoling's life has been completed except for his children and grandchildren. Jia She said that he should not involve his children and grandchildren, so there is nothing to say about this matter.

Before Jia Amnesty had time to confess his love, he had already been kicked out of Yan Shangshu's new residence.

"Little white-eyed wolf." Yan Shangshu not only wanted to chase him away, but also cursed twice to vent his anger.

The little white-eyed wolf originally planned to go to Ningguo Mansion for a couple of laps after the consecration, but now he was afraid that Jia Daihua would see the clues, so he had no choice but to flee back to the palace.

Ming Su just came back from the imperial study and had lunch, and there was another bad thing waiting to be told to Jia She, seeing Jia She's bitter face, he asked, "But uncle scolded you?"

Jia She squeezed next to him, dragged His Majesty the emperor as a pillow, and said softly, "Why are you so jealous of the teacher? Even if the old Marquis is important, how can he be more important than him. And those people in their family, I have tossed myself to death, depending on their retribution, why waste my energy, and you and I were taught by him, it is a hindrance to reputation, so we can keep them to make a fuss."

Ming Su handed him the sad note, and said speechlessly, "You can tell him this before he hears it and it's over."

"Didn't I say that I'm here to stay?" Jia She sighed, "Who knew he kicked me out without waiting for me to say anything further. That little fat man didn't even wink at me, and he really kicked me out." Get out."

Little Fatty means a little round face.

Ming Su ignored him, and after listening to his ramblings, he pointed to Zhezi lightly, "Look closely, I will go back to discuss matters later, if you want to complain, just complain together."

Jia Amnesty was so angry that he tilted his head and bit his neck, gnawed a tooth mark hard, and then opened the brochure angrily, "Tsk tsk, there is no need to complain, just beat him to death."

The current governor of Liangjiang was stunned to report the harm of Jia Amnesty's purchase of looms to Yanmen Pass, and demanded that Tatar wool be sent to the south of the Yangtze River.

So Ming Su had no choice but to take Jia Amnesty and the tooth marks on his neck with him for an afternoon discussion.

All the important ministers present, naturally wouldn't take a second look at His Majesty's neck. Their eyes were all on Rong Guogong's son, who saw the governor of Liangjiang's urgent note, talking eloquently, "Business in the world is done by people in the world. , Jiangnan has always been well-developed in weaving, and I have never heard of it. It is really unscrupulous to steal food from beggars and feed the rich, and I am afraid that there are many merchants behind him."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Bachelor Attendant, "Return the approval to the Governor of Liangjiang, and ask him what his ministers are, and why he is driven by merchants and ignores state affairs?"

"Is Rong Guogong's son too arbitrary?"

"Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, so the son must not take over."

Ming Su raised her hand to signal them all to shut up, looked at Jia She, slightly bent the corner of her mouth, "Go on."

Jia Amnesty smiled back at him, and when he faced the ministers again, his face was no longer the same, with a serious expression that almost made people feel that he had seen Duke Rong Jia Daishan.

"You are all well-educated people in this position. You should know that there are nine fortresses in the world, and Yanmen is the leader. Why did you build the Guancheng? It is to make our defense more stable. Now that the Guancheng is dilapidated and the people are displaced, what does it matter to us? Benefits? Jiangnan has been rich since ancient times. Taking Jiangnan weaving as an example, how much income can be earned just like brocade? Jiangnan is far away, but what about the capital? Once Yanmen falls, the Tatars can go directly to Beijing through Taiyuan. What is Taiyuan? The region, the world’s granary, if we seize Taiyuan, we will be able to solve the problem of the Tatars’ long battle lines.” Jia She glanced at the people below him one by one, his expression could be concealed, but subconscious eyes are difficult to play.

He continued, "Speaking of it at a young age, it is short-sighted. Speaking of it at an advanced level, I don't know what the governor of the two rivers is thinking. Do you still remember Empress Li? Do you remember the Southern Song Dynasty? Rule across the river has been the rule since ancient times. Nothing new."

He just said to rule by drawing the river, and the subordinates already knelt on the ground, "I also ask the son of Rong Guogong to be careful."

"It's all just talking, you guys are too careful." Jia Amnesty pointed at the bachelor's servant, "Write it again, and ask the governor of Liangjiang what's really behind his intentions."

The hand of the Bachelor Attendant holding the pen trembled, and he bowed in response, and tried his best to hold it steady, so as not to write crooked handwriting.

Ming Su saw that Jia She had shown his supernatural power, so he said slowly, "Governor Liang Jiang is allowed to defend himself. The matter of the loom in Yanmenguan City is handled by the Ministry of Households, and the accounts are given to Jia She."

The accounts are directly transferred to the public, and there is no need for Jia Amnesty to do calculations there all day long.

"Yes, I will obey the order."

Before Yan Lingyun took office, his household servant came out to take the order, with some thoughts in his heart.

Listen to what His Majesty calls the son of Rong Guogong, how kind and versatile it is to call him directly. He is still living in the palace, and it is not the old birthday star who makes trouble for him.

Jia Amnesty did not look relieved, but looked at Ming Su suspiciously.

The elder brother suddenly wanted to pay the money, and he didn't know what he was planning.

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