Jia Zheng Wucai in the Red Chamber

Although the brain information exploded, so that the pain was unbearable.But for many years, the survival of the doomsday has long been threatening, and a string is tense all the time. Jia Zheng forced himself to open his eyes, and looked at the approaching people with a fierce look.

The servant who came to help "Jia Zheng" get out of the car froze, his hands couldn't help shaking, and he called out timidly, "Master."

"Yeah." Jia Zheng replied lightly, propped himself up and walked out, but before he took a step, he looked at the messy gold, stone and jade pendants thrown on the ground, and looked up at the three guards standing in front of him. Jia Amnesty, who went out, felt dizzy again in an instant.

Clutching his head and returning to Rongxi Hall, Jia Zheng sat in the study, meditating on the moon.

The forced memories are very clear, vivid images and even the trajectory of the heart are vividly reflected.

Jia Zheng thought he was the proud son of heaven, coupled with Jia Mu's earnest teaching by his side, and Jia Daishan's emphasis on his education, he always thought that he could learn from Ningguo Mansion and become a brother and sister.

But in the end it was Jia Daishan who wrote a letter to Jia Amnesty without hesitation.

Although I begged for a favor to allow him to comfort himself, his awe-inspiring father considered etiquette, and Jia Mu let him live in Rongxi Hall in the name of filial piety, which eased the depression in his heart. Not angry.

But a few days ago, a straw directly crushed Jia Zheng.

Looking at "The Analects of Confucius" spread out on the table, Jia Zheng sneered across his lips.It is hopeless for Jia Zheng to be jealous of his own son.

The origin lies in the good uncle Jia She.

It is said that Jia Amnesty brought some toys on a whim to visit Jia Lian, who was raised under Jia Shishi's knees, but unexpectedly saw the seven-year-old nephew stretching out his hand to be taught by the master, and the three-year-old Jia Lian next to him looked aggrieved in the big room. cry.

Seeing this, Jia Amnesty instantly became angry. Hearing the gentleman explain plainly that "Jia Zhu's homework is not finished", he rolled up his sleeves and said boldly: "People like us don't need to read any books, as long as they know a few words, they are not afraid." No official will do it!"

After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes at the gentleman who also landed on the ground repeatedly but was honored by Jia Zheng as a guest of honor, and said, "I will let Zhu'er enter the Imperial College as a prison student tomorrow. Sigh... I must have never experienced it before." Being a prison student, does it feel like visiting the Imperial College?"

Regardless of the reasons for Jia's amnesty, in Jia Zheng's eyes, this is simply a slap in the face!

His son should be taught by himself, his husband was insulted by a dude, and the most important thing is that Jia She lightly gave Jia Zhu a place as a supervisor.

Lightly, carelessly, indifferently, like giving alms... no, like throwing away a useless piece of garbage.

This is the greatest insult to a scholar who just dances at the smell of chickens; it is the greatest injustice to the heirs who are also descendants of the Duke.

Why is it that the other party is the heir to the title as soon as he lands, as long as he becomes a well-established patriarch, and he is expected by many elders to become an official through the imperial examination? !

Thinking of Jia Zheng's mental journey forced into him, Jia Zheng felt extremely disgusted.Jia Zheng is not even qualified to be a Yue Buqun.

But now he has become Jia Zheng.

Now that the memories are fused with each other, according to the general time travel law, he can't get away for a while.Maybe wait for a monk with some supernatural powers to come out before he can force him to ask a question or two.

But it's not his style to be so passive.

Can you take the initiative?

Jia Zheng wanted to laugh a little bit, and once again blazed a trail of overlord?

But being a leader once left him only exhausted, and besides power, he was given up in the game of many interests, just like the last movie "American Team 3" he watched before the end, who is right and who is wrong among superheroes There are countless fans to refute, and they can objectively say that a different position reads;.But if you are the head of a country, you want to appease the people, in order to prevent more people like Zemo from appearing.

The heroes who curb terrorist attacks are awesome, but unfortunately this world is made up of little people, mostly ordinary little people.

Jia Zheng closed his eyes slowly, and sighed: "Let's be an ordinary person. After all, I can live comfortably for decades now."

Jia Zheng, who was inspired to live a peaceful life, took a nap and practiced Tai Chi in the yard leisurely before dawn and dusk.

Then he went to see Jia Shishi with his slightly bruised bag.

As soon as he stepped into the Chuihua Gate, Jia Zheng saw Jia She who was yawning and his eyes were foggy.

Jia Amnesty was leaning on the pillar to take a nap, holding Tang Pozi in his arms, and saw "Jia Zheng" coming, without a word of nonsense, he said directly: "Today, I will take Zhu'er to the household department, my young master always keeps his word." , you did well yesterday."

"you……"

"If you miss tomorrow, just wait ten days later." Jia She shook his body and tightened his clothes tightly, as if he couldn't stand the cold.It's winter, and you have to get up early and stay late, it's like freezing to death a freshly baked general.

Jia Zheng thought for a while about the blue bump on his forehead that couldn't be concealed, looked at Jia She, who had a supple face, curled his mouth, and said viciously: "You are the master now." You are twenty and eight, son It's two, why pretend to be tender.

Jia She, who claims to be the young man, is probably not weaned yet.

When Jia She heard this, his complexion sank immediately, his eyes passed through Jia Zheng, looking at the Rongxi Hall behind him, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

If he hadn't been thinking about the life of First Young Master She, how could Jia Laoer live in Rongxi Hall smoothly?

Really treat him as a fool!

"This is your attitude towards your elder brother? Jia's second child!" Jia Amnesty looked at the maid walking around in the room, approached Jia Zheng, and said viciously: "You better give me a break, I will let you be my elder brother." Be generous, sensible and open-minded, otherwise you will always be a dove occupying a magpie's nest!"

"Brother, you really know a lot." Jia Zheng glanced at Jia Amnesty, whose cheeks were angry, and replied with a smile.

He somewhat understood one of the reasons for Jia Zhengchao's silent and abnormal development.The previous two Dukes of the Jia family wanted to change the lintel, but it was very difficult to implement it.Even with illustrious military exploits, you can't open the mouths of literati.

Jia Zheng didn't have Jia Jinghui's brains, but he was chosen as a stepping stone, and the brick turned into a puddle of mud.As for Jia Amnesty, he was raised as an heir since he was a child, and used as a bridge to communicate with the Four Kings and Eight Dukes.For Jia She, the most difficult homework is to learn how to make a delicate rice worm.

Having such a big brother who is having fun all the time being stimulated, coupled with Jia's mother chanting a few words, is enough to ignite the jealousy in Jia Zheng's heart.

After lighting a candle for Jia Zheng, Jia Zheng ignored Jia Amnesty and went straight into the house to greet Jia Shishi.

Leaning on the soft couch, Jia Shishi bumped into the small bag protruding from his forehead before Jia Zheng finished his salute. He was frightened at the moment, got up hurriedly and took Jia Zheng's hand, and asked caringly: "Where is this?" What's going on? I haven't invited an imperial physician."

"It's okay, madam. But last night, seeing so many great men, I was drinking so much that I accidentally bumped into a pillar." Jia Zheng tried his best to imitate Jia Zheng's tone, babbling nonsense, sneaking a glance out of the corner of his eye from time to time. the culprit.

Whether Jia She was really drunk or fake drunk last night, he can't guarantee it right now.From Jia Zheng's memory, I know that this Jia Amnesty was a three-year-old boy who met old friends with the old country's father, Jia Yuan, and drank spirits with chopsticks. .

Inevitably, we must find an opportunity to try some reads;.

Unaware that his own life was being missed, Jia She saw that before he saluted and greeted him, Jia Shi personally inspected Jia Zheng's bag, which was smaller than a mosquito bag, and returned the whole clothes. Hanging his arms around Mrs. Meng, he stared blankly at the curling white smoke.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jia She's dejected look, but Jia Shishi didn't care.Compared with the boss who is greedy for flowers and lustful and has embroidered pillows, this youngest son in front of her is her biggest support now.The Jia family cannot decline because of Jia Daishan's death. She is a dignified daughter of Shi Hou, but she is not here to be the mother of a general.

Gonghou Bozinan, Jia Amnesty, who is so incompetent, is directly demoted to the fifth rank. In the face of this fact, what qualifications does he have to win her favor?Regardless of whether Jia Zheng passed the scientific examination or not, his official career is now at the fifth rank, not to mention the relationship with the Jia family, his talent, even if he is transferred every three years, at least he can be transferred to the second rank.What's more, his two children are both intelligent people, especially Yuan Chun, who is born on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Many fortune-telling masters said that this girl's life is precious.

Of course, apart from these two points, the eldest was brought up by that godly woman, and we have never had much time to spend with her, so how can mother and child be so affectionate?

Jia Shishi patiently told Jia Zheng to ask the imperial physician to take a good look after he went to court, then he turned his eyes, looked at Jia Amnesty, and said kindly: "I don't say anything else, I just ask you to stay at home. Now, don't think that you can do whatever you want after being filial, and you will lose the face of the Rongguo Mansion."

"I would like to follow Madam's instruction." Jia She bowed down respectfully and said.

Jia Shishi said a few more words before letting the two brothers go to the court meeting.Even though Jia Amnesty was just a slap in the face, and Jia Zheng was even going to be blown by the cold wind outside the palace, Jia Shishi still had a proud expression on his face, "We must do our best for the country."

Jia Zheng and Jia Amnesty agreed, and as soon as they went out, they went away by car.

After waiting in Yu to pick up the carriage, Jia Zheng looked around at the majestic and solemn palace, thinking of the bustling tourists in the future, he didn't feel awe at all, followed Jia Zheng's memory, found his place, and stood silently against the wind.

Yawning, Jia Amnesty entered the side hall and waited for an audience with the ministers.Although he is not fond of nobles nowadays, he has only been on the throne for only two years, and his foundation is not yet stable. Jia Daishan died because of his escort, and the emperor mentioned it from time to time.Therefore, the ministers in the hall were quite polite to Jia Amnesty, and many stood up to greet him along the way.

Jia She was sluggish, as if he hadn't woken up, he ignored everyone's greetings, those whose official titles were stuck at the fourth grade of regular script at the entrance gate, and turned his head up to those who had never seen him at home before. In front of several acquaintances, he showed a smiling face.

Seeing this, Hou Xiaokang handed over the pastry from the eunuch, and said in a low voice: "You are now the head of the family anyway, don't act willfully like before."

"Kangkang, it's not like you don't know me." Jia Amnesty pouted, swept the cakes he handed over, and muttered, "It looks like it was overnight, so I don't want it. If I kept my voice low, I wouldn't be so angry now. By the way," Jia She poked at the pastry and laughed: "You are not only the companion, but he is also the companion. Don't you know that I used to be the prince's companion, all kinds of bears."

"You still have the face to say it?" Hou Xiaokang originally wanted to remind his colleagues, but when he saw Jia Amnesty walking out holding the pastry, he couldn't help being stunned: "Why are you going?"

"Feed the white-eyed wolf." Jia She hummed: "White-eyed wolf who hasn't been weaned, what if he goes back and complains?"

Looking around, Hou Xiaokang probed Jia She's forehead, and said, "So kind? Are you drunk?"

"You're so kind." Jia She said indifferently: "Yesterday, the married daughter of Jia's family came here, and I know who lives in Rongxi Hall. How can a filial and good boy like me look at her?" The weak younger brother who got sick as soon as he was in the examination room is blowing the air outside. Although he pays attention to the people and not to the officials, he still has to pretend to be pitiful."

Hou Xiaokang: "..."

"I'm a dandy who can cry, or a child who can find someone who loves me and cries."

Because there was a younger brother in the mother who should hug him most when he was a child, he could only hold on to others firmly.