Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Jia Xiaoya squawked and rattled for a while, and started wandering around in his own territory like a cub. All the furnishings in the study were still the same as before, even Jia Xiaoshe's gadgets hadn't changed.

The eyes are full of all kinds of Pixiu patterns and shapes. Those who don't know it think that His Majesty the Emperor wants to make a fortune.

"This one doesn't seem to be the one I used to have." Jia Xiaoshe picked up a crystal pen washer with a little Pixiu lying in the middle, "I remember mine had a crack at the bottom."

"Really?" Ming Su really didn't know.

"Yeah, I accidentally dropped it once, and it didn't have my fortune on it. What about that?"

"I accidentally broke it, and asked the inner government to make an identical one. Who knows, you discovered it." Ming Su smiled, "You have a good memory."

Jia Xiaoshe said, "That's right, I can see the history of gold and silver antiques. Ah! I thought of it, I can use this to write a story and publish a book!"

Has developed an occupational disease.

Ming Su laughed, "Isn't it to attract money, why are you so focused on selling story books?"

Jia Xiaoshe shook his head, "With my background, it's easy to do any business. That's not good. For example, if I want to sell cloth, not to mention Jiangning weaving, even Shu brocade and Yun brocade are available at my fingertips. That has nothing to do with relying on my father and you." What a difference. I want to do something that doesn't involve you."

Ming Su didn't expect him to have such worries, and was about to praise him for growing up, when Jia Xiaoshe said again, "It's like Ye Ge and his family are doing shipping, and they are full of money, but they still want to start from nothing with me. It’s the same, relying on the family is nothing.”

Ming Su: ...

I really want to kill Ye Qinglu Qiuhou.

"Eh? Brother, haven't you finished reading yet?" Jia Xiaoshe found the book on the table, and was very happy at first, but when he saw that Pixiu, he frowned, "Brother, look at the pirated version!!!"

Super angry!

Ming Su also blinked unconsciously, "How can you tell it's a pirated version?"

"The Pixiu at the end of the book we sell is my own painting. Every time I print it, I will take a little bit of wealth from me. You don't have this book. Look at this stupid-eyed person, how does it look like me?" Jia said. Xiao She said, "I thought you bought it on purpose. The second story book sold so well that our printing workshop didn't even have time to print it. Some in the capital must be pirated."

Jia Xiaoshe has a special anti-theft method.

Although at present, it is of no use except to distinguish between true and false.

Ming Su is not good at this kind of thing at all. In the past, the Emperor of Heaven wanted to pirate his Ziwei Palace. He didn't think of any other way to stop the piracy except smashing, looting and burning it.

He thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, I will only allow you to print, and other pirates will be killed without mercy?"

The way of thinking of Emperor Star, which is still smashing, looting and burning, remains unchanged.

Jia Xiaoshe felt that his thinking was not very good, "Brother, we are human now...it sounds weird, forget it, we have to do it in a human way, right? Piracy should not kill us."

If public anger is aroused, he will be the chief culprit and an enemy of the people.

"What should I do?"

"Let's have cold salad, the money in the world is earned by everyone in the world." Jia Xiaoshe sighed quietly, "Who made my printing workshop small, I'll go back and think about it with Brother Ye."

Heh, it's Brother Ye again.

Ming Su ignited wildly in his heart, and managed to maintain a calm expression, "Well, Gun Gun is so smart, he must be able to think of it. Now that you're here, eat birthday noodles with me before leaving."

Jia Xiaoshe nodded vigorously, "That's natural. Hehe, I will visit my brother often in the future. Remember not to lock the last window. I'll come in through the window. Ah! Where's Ji Qing?"

Little Pixiu's reflex arc is so long that he didn't realize that there was no one on the ground until now.

"Shhhhhh, those who don't know think I'm hiding in the bedroom." Ming Su rubbed his face, "I was taken away just now, remember those two female ghosts in Jinling? It's them. "

"Tsk, the ghost is still there." Jia Xiaoshe said in distaste, "Then we... hiss!"

"What's the matter?" Ming Su saw him suddenly covering his stomach, and quickly supported him, "Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts everywhere." Jia Xiaoshe leaned into his arms, but in an instant, he felt as if he was being beaten all over his body, and he was about to fall apart. There was a little water in his eyes, and he looked pitiful, " pain!"

Ming Su couldn't care less, she opened her mouth to call Doctor Xuan, but suddenly felt her arms loosen, and then her foot was hit hard.

The little guy with the lion head and dragon tail couldn't help but fall to the ground. He shrunk his whole body into a ball and refused to show his head. He could only hum softly in pain, and even the fluff ball on the dragon tail exploded. He looked very pitiful.

"Get lost?" Ming Su was about to be scared off by him, so he quickly picked him up, hugged him in his arms to comfort him, and stroked him from neck to tail, "Did he fall somewhere?"

Here, show me. "

At this time, Jia Xiaoshe's mind was empty, only the instinct of a beast, rubbing Mingsu with his round fat horns, and hiding the sore deer's hooves under his body, "Aw, ow, ow... (It hurts so much) "

But, Ziwei Dixing couldn't understand the language of the beasts, so he could only tell by Jia Xiaoshe's movements. After observing it carefully for a while, he carefully pulled out his four hooves to see.

The other three are fine, but the left front hoof seems to be twisted, and the little guy hums and struggles desperately.

Ming Su rubbed his forehead, Gun Gun has been invulnerable since he was a child, feared by evil spirits, how could he twist his hoof in this world, and deeply resented why he let go just now, falling from such a high place, it would be a ghost if it didn't hurt.

"Hey, we won't be in pain for a while." He kissed the injured little hoof, put the whole little Pixiu in his arms, and said loudly, "Sanqi, Imperial Physician Xuan!"

His Majesty the Emperor summoned him, so naturally he wanted the judge of the Supreme Hospital to come in person. Ever since he looked after Ming Su's eyes, the old man felt that he had never seen such a big storm, so he entered the inner hall, knelt down to greet him, and then asked respectfully, " What's wrong with your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

As long as he lived long enough, he would encounter even bigger storms. He looked at the little beast in the emperor's arms, almost staring his eyes out.

"Come here and have a look, it looks like you've sprained your ankle, and you can't walk now, you can't even touch it." Ming Su pretended not to see his reaction, and if he wanted to make Gun Gunnao into some small animal, he could do whatever he wanted went.

His Majesty's calmness infected the court judge, he said, "Can I let the old minister take a look?"

"Okay, I'll hold it, just look at it like this." Ming Su said, he never liked to call me, no matter in front of anyone, anyway, whoever he called or not was the emperor.

"Yes." The court judge wiped the sweat from the palm of his hand on his clothes, lightly held Jia Xiaoshe's left fore hoof, and tried to pinch it. Pixiu's leg was also covered with scales like gold and jade. A, he didn't touch anything, he wiped the sweat from his forehead anxiously, and then turned left and right.

"Aww! (It hurts!)" Jia Xiaoshe felt the pain and wanted to pull back desperately, but Ming Su also helped the court judge pinch his hoof to keep him from moving. On Judgment's face, "Oh! (Bad guy!)"

The furry tail fell on the face, and it didn't hurt at all, but was soft and plump. The judge's heart softened a lot. He looked at the little beast with the same eyes as his own grandson. After checking for a while, he said, "There is no injury. The bone may have been bruised under the scales, or the hamstring was twisted. The old minister will fix it first, and let it rest for a few days before looking at it."

"Well, you do it, I'll grab him." Ming Su put his arms around Jia Xiaoshe's stomach with one hand, and pinched his left front hoof with the other, letting him sit on his lap like a dog.

The court ordered that the plaster for promoting blood circulation was applied thickly all the way from the small hoof to the ankle joint, and then tied firmly with gauze, "Try this medicine first, maybe it can seep in through the gaps in the scales, and use it today first." Apply ice, and change the hot water tomorrow, the old minister will be on duty at the Tai Hospital today, and come back to change the medicine at night."

"Aw! Aw! Aw!" Jia Xiaoshe was bound tightly, so he could only lift up his hoof in a funny way, and screamed angrily.

Ming Su covered his mouth, "You treat yourself like a dog barking like that."

"Woooooo..." Jia Xiaoshe couldn't open his mouth, and let out a wailing sound from his throat. Those who heard it were sad, and those who listened to tears, and even the court judge was sorry to say, "Your Majesty, you should let go of it, young man." Beasts are delicate and will bark when they feel pain."

It seems that His Majesty the Emperor is some kind of insensitive animal abuser.

"Thank you, you go down first." Ming Su rubbed his forehead, saw him take two steps back, and suddenly asked, "I didn't remember what you said just now, why do you think I'm uncomfortable? "

The cold sweat on the judge's back had already soaked his underwear, his forehead hit the ground, and a little water fell, "Your Majesty accidentally sprained his ankle, don't walk for a few days, you have to stay in bed and rest, the old minister will do it three times a day." Come change your medicine."

"Very good." Ming Su nodded, indicating that he can leave.

At this time, his fingers had already been bitten several times, Jia Xiaoshe was held so tightly by him that he couldn't move, he was so angry that he grinded his teeth with his hand, and many red marks came out from the bite.

He was not annoyed, and laughed softly, "How can you go back now? Even if you go back, your father can't understand your dog barking."

Jia Xiaoshe had regained consciousness a bit, and when he was so angry, his sharp canine teeth left two small blood pits on Ming Su's fingers.

What kind of dog is barking? It's Pixiu!

Ming Su had his own way to deal with him. He pinched his cheeks, pulled his fingers out, and then squeezed his round ears hidden behind the small horns and said, "Are you so courageous? How dare you even bite me?"

"Aww." Jia Xiaoshe just couldn't control it for a while, curled up her neck and called out mournfully, as if apologizing.

"What do you think?" Ming Su stretched out his bloody finger to her.

Jia Xiaoshe licked his wound in a flattering way, and rolled all the blood into his mouth, and his soft and warm tongue fell on the wound, not only did not hurt, but also itched.

Ming Su wasn't angry at first, she rubbed his head, "Okay, I'm not angry."

He hasn't touched the Pixiu for many years, he touched the horns and the head, and he still pinched the fluff ball on the tip of the tail and refused to let go.

I wondered how it would turn into a Pixiu as soon as I met that female ghost. It lasted for one night that year, but I don't know how long it will take this time.

If the change doesn't go back, wouldn't my aunt think that Gun Gun has disappeared.

Suddenly a fat blue thing came in from the window, excitedly chasing its own tail, "Big Brother, Big Brother, I just learned it from a dog, it's fun!"

His eldest brother buried his head in Ming Su's arms silently, refusing to watch.

"Ah! Brother, why did you become a dog!"

The author has something to say: Jia Xiaoshe authorizes the right to use portraits online.