Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Jia Jing flicked his sleeves and went up.Although he asked for leave from the Yamen, he still had to go to court to prevent others from framing the Jia family.After all, those who can bravely stand up and say a few words to the Jia family, such as Mu Shi, are all rich and honorable, and they cannot bear the fire.

Just as Jia Jing was fighting the Confucian scholars, Jia She woke up, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to fish it out. When he found nothing, he couldn't help being stunned. He raised his eyes resentfully and looked at the carved bed that could be auctioned for tens of millions in future generations. Depressed sigh.

He'd rather have an iPad!

Boss Tan has such a big backer, and now he is equivalent to the father of "Mrs. Fengsheng".I didn’t even bring a storage ring during the calamity. The storage ring has air conditioners, mobile phones, iPads, claw machines, alien game books, cameras...

He can order people to study French fries and potato chips, but high-tech small appliances are really needed!

For example, he wants an iPad, not for entertainment, but for making a to-do list!

Stretching out his hand for the servants to take care of the grooming, Jia Amnesty took his early meal, drank the medicine and applied medicine, and took a pen to plan carefully.It is indeed a mess now, but it doesn't matter, he has learned a lot of working methods in later generations.For example, make a list of to-dos, and divide them into three categories according to the degree of importance; for example, breaking away.

Just as Jia She was contemplating, he heard a crisp sound—"Uncle She, I'm going to Guoqing Temple to invite a Pixiu to come back to the town house, and you can tell my father later. I'm for you."

Jia She was taken aback, looked up and saw that Jia Zhen had jumped out like a rabbit for several meters, he was startled for a moment, and asked the left and right: "Jia Zhen came in?"

"Master Pardon, Master Zhen has been here. However, Master has an order, and he is not allowed to go out for three months. This..."

"You son of a bitch." Seeing Ruyan's hesitation to speak, Jia Amnesty had a clear expression on his face, "I'll explain to Brother Jing then."

——The people around him now are all drawn by his elder brother Jing.

When the incident broke out yesterday, Brother Jing imprisoned all the servants of the Rong Mansion in the courtyard, and waited for Jia Amnesty to investigate himself when he became ill.As for the few who were loyal to him, they were more or less injured, and they all invited doctors to take care of them.

"Excuse me, Mr. Pardon."

"Should be." Jia Amnesty replied, then bowed his head and wrote and drew seriously.

The most important thing today is the separation.

Fifty percent, he is not reconciled to what he gives now.

Even comfort yourself to spend money to buy fame.

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Looking at the things listed on the rice paper again and again, Jia She finally fixed his eyes on the naive, vivid Q-version villain, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

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"Hurry up, go stop Zhen'er, tell him to wait, and take me with you!" Jia Amnesty shouted urgently: "I also want to go to Guoqing Temple to worship to get rid of bad luck!"

"But Mr. Pardon for your injury..."

"It's because you're physically disabled that you're going to pay homage!"

The servants couldn't persuade him, and they didn't dare to stop Jia Amnesty too much, so they had to set up the car while ordering people to wait outside the palace gate to wait for Jia Jing to come down.

Even if Jia Amnesty had been treated in secret, he still had to look like a weak Liu Fufeng.Therefore, it was almost an hour after Jia Zhen, who was alive and well, arrived.

After finding Jia Zhen who was clamoring for the consecration, Jia Amnesty dragged people to make an apology: "Master Yanhui, I'm sorry."

This Guoqing Temple can also be regarded as the Great Temple of Huguo, so it is not an ordinary person who can be an abbot.The royal family and nobles did not dare to offend him easily, but they, the only seedling of the Jia family, took the kindness of saving all sentient beings as the kindness to him alone.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. Uncle Xi has become a master, with a bit of old-fashioned air." Master Yanhui joked with a smile: "I don't see the arrogance of roasting carp in the past."

"That's young and ignorant, I hope the master will forgive me." Jia She heard this and smiled awkwardly, the past was unbearable.As an old man, I don't have any hobbies, I just pray for a god and worship a Buddha.Therefore, he often came to the temple with his grandmother, often adding bricks and tiles to the majestic and solemn building of Guoqing Temple.

Of course, the most powerful one is his eldest nephew, this bastard, he was cute when he was young, just like a doll holding a carp in a New Year painting.So he heard a lot of praise from others, and he really thought he was a little fairy boy, clamoring to hug a carp as a blessing.Not to mention catching the fish in the pond that released people, I almost drowned, thanks to the help of passers-by.

Just like that, after being rescued, this guy was still holding on to a turtle and refused to let go.

In the end, the Ning Mansion built golden bodies for all the gods and Buddhas in the temple, bought turtles, and made people use them as carp dolls to give fish to pilgrims.

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Jia Zhen's fate with Guoqing Temple is exactly the same as that of those second-generation scumbags who donated the library all the way to university from elementary school in later generations.

"What is small, and what is big?" Master Yan Hui smiled: "Sensible and ignorant are relative terms. Donor, I am a little rigid."

Looking at those eyes that seemed to be full of wisdom and could see through people's hearts at once, Jia Amnesty bowed seriously, "Thank you, master, for your guidance. In fact, I am a little rigid, but once bitten by a snake for ten years, I am afraid of well ropes."

— Among other things, gossip can kill.He himself is not afraid, but he is afraid that Jia Zhen will unintentionally offend someone and cause trouble in the future.This is a dream of the Red Chamber!

Master Yanhui smiled when he heard the words: "Don't be greedy, angry, or ignorant, that is great kindness."

Jia Amnesty saluted seriously again.

Seeing that the two seemed to be playing charades, Jia Zhen scratched her head, but did not make a sound.It's just that when the two of them looked at each other and were speechless, they couldn't help it anymore, "Old monk, my Uncle Forgiveness looks good, so don't look at it for too long. Hurry up and consecrate again."

"It's ready, Brother Zhen can please go back."

"That's too early to say. I'm in a hurry to go out, I owe the money first, and I'll come back when you have a temple fair for the Buddha's birthday next month!"

Seeing the cunning flash in Jia Zhen's eyes, Master Yanhui smiled again, and after a few words of greeting, he sent the two of them out.After sitting quietly for a long while, I saw two people entering the room silently, clasped their hands together and saluted: "Saints are polite."

"These uncles and nephews often come to pay respects to the Buddha." Emperor De Jia who rushed over immediately said, "You can also be regarded as a master. Watch them grow up. Has there been any change?"

"If you say that there is no change, it is false. You can say that there is change..." Master Yan Hui's always kind-hearted face turned serious, and said in a deep voice: "Fortune is where disaster lies. Jane, this was supposed to be a catastrophe this year, but now the catastrophe has been changed. When the catastrophe comes in the future, it may be worse, and even life-threatening. As for Jia She, the poor monk..."

After closing his eyes, Master Yanhui continued: "Forgiveness, forgiveness. I hope he can forgive himself and forgive others, otherwise we may end up with the same fate."

Emperor Dejia: "..."

The atmosphere in the meditation room was a little stagnant.After a long while, Emperor Dejia twitched his mouth, "I haven't planned what to do yet? You old monk can't say something nice? Don't look at other things, the Jia family has donated less sesame oil these years, right?"

"Your Majesty," Master Yanhui smiled wryly, "Monks don't tell lies, that's all a poor monk can see through."

"Then we can't change our luck?" Emperor De Jia said, "I guess the Jia family won't be short of this money."

"Your Majesty, how can the fate of this life be so smooth? It can be changed for a while, but it cannot be changed for a lifetime."

Emperor Dejia: "Old monk, don't you even recommend accumulating good deeds? No wonder your incense is not as good as He Yun's old way."

Master Yanhui paused every word: "Buddha is the way."

Emperor Dejia: "..."

Emperor Dejia had nothing to gain, so he returned disappointed. On the other hand, Jia She returned home with a full load and bought all the peace charms in Guoqing Temple.

After returning home, Jia Amnesty tried to remove the amulet first, but did not feel the bracelet getting hot, so he continued to remove it.I disassembled six or seven in a row, and explored the folding method.After learning how to fold, I dismantled three more, and stuffed the emoji packs of [Socialist Dad Let You Be Honest ·jpg], [Be an Honest and Good Boy·jpg], and [Integrity and Friendly·jpg] that I had drawn. go in.

—He didn't know that Boss Tan didn't come, but he didn't lose his character drawing skills.

Although his spiritual power is not very strong, it lasts for 5 minutes at most, and it will not be effective when he encounters a tyrannical person, but he has learned it and opened his mind.

It must be more powerful than the Buddhas and Taoists of this world.

Even though he felt that Master Yanhui was a bit metaphysical.

But so what?

What he wants to do is not something that an old monk or anyone from Buddhism or Daoism can stop.

With a sharp sweep in his heart, Jia She immediately took a deep breath, glanced at his elbow, and was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes.Boss Tan is really a bad tree!

Righteously annoyed, Jia Amnesty smiled and laughed again and again holding his emoji package of safety symbols when the servant reported the news that Mrs. Baolinghou and his wife had come to visit him.

"Uncle," Jia Zhen who rushed in just in time caught sight of Jia She's expression, raised her leg and took a few steps back, swallowed her saliva, and said nervously: "She...Uncle She, you laugh so horribly! Like."

"That's right, I'm an evil spirit." Jia Amnesty raised his hand, bared his teeth and cracked his eyes.

"... Then I won't be afraid anymore." The old God Jia Zhen is there, "If you want to be a ghost, you still have to use some force, otherwise you will be a paper tiger. If you are as capable as my father, you will be frightened when you are fierce."

"You bastard!" Jia She was grinding his teeth angrily, "Why are you rushing here again?"

"Send a message to my father. He has just received the news that Mr. and Mrs. Baoling have invited the old concubine of Nan'an to visit Mrs. Ci'en." Jia Zhen said quickly: "He told you to be safe and calm, he has already contacted Mrs. Master Huo."

"And the old concubine?" Jia She glanced at the servant who had just reported.

"Younger is right, the concierge is only the Marquis and his wife now." The servant who was swept away trembled in fright and knelt down.

"You get up first." Jia She said kindly, "My uncle and aunt probably want to give me a big gift."

"What are you doing?" Jia She caressed the amulet with his hand, and murmured softly, "I no longer look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Seeing that the emperor is so generous to me, I plan to talk about housework at home."

"Do you still dare to bully others based on your seniority?"

Jia Zhen rubbed her hands in fright: "Uncle, you..."

"I'll give you a peace talisman, safe year after year." Taking a servant from the box and handing it to the report, Jia She said, "I'll go to the front hall to greet them and let them in."

"Thank you for the reward, master." The servant took the peace talisman and kowtowed happily.The peace talisman of Guoqing Temple has always been effective, and it costs three taels of silver each!His annual salary!

Seeing the back of the servant happily retreating, Jia She patted Jia Zhen on the shoulder, "Don't worry, your uncle is doing well, and I'm still waiting to see you fulfill your promise—I'll write a storybook and you'll be number one."

Jia Zhen: "!!!"

Jia She was in a good mood after pinching the frightened eldest nephew.He walked towards the front hall with the box full of amulets.Seeing Bao Linghou and his wife, Jia Amnesty gave them a sweet smile, "Uncle, Aunt, please be safe, it will come true."

Mrs. Baoling didn't pick it up. Seeing the auspicious cloud symbol of Guoqing Temple on the rune, Madam Baoling reached out to pick it up, smiling: "Enhou, didn't you hate going to Guoqing Temple the most?"

"Auntie, this time and that time." Jia She put the added peace talisman in Bowlinghou's hand and smiled: "Isn't there a rumor outside that I am evil? I was so angry that I went to Guoqing Temple to meet Yanhui early in the morning. Master, to prove yourself."

When Baolinghou and his wife heard the words, they looked at each other in unison, and said in unison: "We received the news that the Wang family sent people to disperse."

Jia She smiled.

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