[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

Only then did everyone understand the deep meaning behind his weird behavior just now.

That's right, with all the witnesses and material evidence, isn't that what Xu Qingsong just said about the murderer?

But Jia Daishan's behavior raised another possibility for them.

The little prince showed a thoughtful expression. The little uncle once told him what Jia She said, and he also thought it was a bit ridiculous at the time, but now it seems that it may not be unreasonable.

Some smart people also wanted to understand the purpose of Jia Daishan's behavior just now, it turned out to be to speak to his son.

Emperor Jianming coughed lightly, "Okay, this case has been handed over to the San Judicial Division, how to deal with it should be decided after the San Judicial Division finds out the truth. Do you have any objections?"

Jia Daishan hurriedly said: "I have no objection, thank you Lord Long En."

One season monthly salary!

what is this?

Xu Qingsong gritted his teeth, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he clenched his fists bitterly.

Jia Daishan, just wait for me!

Everyone was surprised, but no one spoke again about this matter.

With today's incident, the impeachment of Jia Daishan not only wanted to take the opportunity to add insult to injury, but many people also wanted to take the opportunity to find out what Emperor Jianming was thinking.

Now it seems that the prince still wins His Majesty's heart.

Song Yuanqing lowered his head, showing nervousness under his seemingly bitter expression.

The early morning was gone.

Jia Daishan walked out of the hall, and before he had gone far, he heard a voice behind him: "Your Majesty, stop."

He stopped and looked back, the little prince walked towards him quickly.

"My lord, how is your health?" the little prince asked with concern.

Jia Daishan showed a kind smile, "Your Highness, please worry, the old minister is fine."

"That's good, my lord, please don't worry too much about your son's matter." The little prince said: "Uncle has always judged cases fairly, and I think I will definitely let your son get out of prison safely."

Jia Daishan thanked him and watched the little prince leave with far-reaching eyes. If you want to talk about the temperament of the little prince, it is really good. This kind of good temper is very rare in ordinary people's family, and it is even more so in this royal family. He is kind, kind, and broad-minded. If he is a king, he must be a benevolent king.But too good temper is not necessarily a good thing.

Jia Daishan sighed in his heart, and thought of the Seventh Prince again. It is said that the Seventh Prince is a virtuous king. In his opinion, this person is clearly a traitor and loyal, seemingly generous, but narrow-minded. If he is a king , the courtiers are naturally trembling, walking on thin ice.

Forget it, forget it, don't want to.

Jia Daishan pulled away from his thoughts and strode out.

in prison.

Zhang Heng was standing outside the prison door with his hands behind his back, looking at Jia Amnesty.

He has been staring at him since he called and looked at him quietly.

Seeing this, Jia She could not help but get hairy on his back.

"Master Zhang," Jia Amnesty couldn't help but speak, it's really creepy to be looked at like this.

Zhang Heng raised his eyelids to look at him, and then said flatly: "Young Master Jia, there is something I have to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Jia Amnesty asked, his heart was in his throat, and cold sweat broke out in his hands, he knew that this must not be a good thing.

Sure enough, Zhang Heng said: "Your position as the heir has been taken away."

That's what happened!

Jia Amnesty breathed a sigh of relief, he thought it was a big deal.

"Why? Does Mr. Jia not care about the position of the son?" Seeing Jia Amnesty's relieved look, Zhang Heng felt doubts in his heart, how important the position of the son is, and those aristocratic families framed each other for the position of the son. Even buying people's lives abounds, but it's hard to see how much he values ​​the position of the son of the world when it comes to Jia She.

Jia She smiled, "Your Excellency, you are joking. There is a saying that 'children and grandchildren do not envy their parents, and good girls do not want to marry their clothes'. In the final analysis, my father shadowed me for the position of the son of the world, and I am lucky to have it. Lost my life."

Such open-minded words, on the contrary, made Zhang Heng feel a little more fond of Jia Amnesty.

He nodded in his heart, if Jia Amnesty showed a frightened look, he would have to reconsider.

From Zhang Heng's small expression, Jia Amnesty saw that he should be quite satisfied with his answer. He thought to himself, Zhang Heng came here not only to tell him such a sentence, but he didn't need that. I am afraid that the words are used to test myself, and what I really want to say is yet to come.

Zhang Heng glanced at him and said, "Mr. Jia, for the sake of what you said just now, let me remind you, if you think of something important, remember to tell me earlier. I will definitely not let you go." Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said, "No one knows who is behind them now."

Jia Amnesty's face was solemn, he bent down and made a long bow, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for reminding me."

Zhang Heng took a deep look at him, then turned and left.

After Zhang Heng left, Jia Amnesty frowned and was about to walk back when he heard the thin and long face next door ask: "Hey, brother Jia, who is that prettier than girls?"

Prettier than girls?

The corners of Jia She's mouth twitched, Zhang Heng was good-looking, but his calm and majestic demeanor attracted more attention than his appearance.And no one dared to say that about him. The dandy who said that about him last time had already grown an inch of grass in front of his grave.This thin and long face is really lifeless.

Jia Amnesty ignored him, but it was Cheng Lao who said, "That's Lord Zhang, the brother-in-law of the Holy Majesty, and the prince's uncle."

His thin and long face turned pale. He didn't expect that he would offend such a person in a moment of flamboyance.

"Hey," the thin and long-faced smile changed the subject, "Brother Jia, what did Mr. Zhang come to see you for?"

Jia She glanced at him, saw that his eyes were shining brightly, and it seemed that he was harboring malicious intentions, so he sneered in his heart, and simply resorted to tricks.

"Master Zhang is here to tell me about my case." Jia Amnesty said.

The thin and long face pouted, isn't this fucking nonsense?Everyone here could hear what Zhang Heng said just now, and no one knew that he was talking about his case.

"Brother Jia, what did you guys talk about? Is the case secure?" The long, thin face almost squeezed out of the cell door, and asked eagerly.

Jia Amnesty showed a confident look, and raised the corners of his lips, "Of course."

"But isn't there someone in the Xu family to provide evidence?" The thin and long face didn't notice that he had shown his feet. He was sent in shortly after Jia Amnesty was imprisoned, and Jia Amnesty didn't mention his case to him. How would you know?

He didn't notice it, but the Dao Boss and Cheng Lao both found out.

Dao Boss and Cheng Lao looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"Ahem." Cheng Lao coughed several times at the top of his throat, interrupting the conversation between Slender Face and Jia Amnesty.

The thin and long face was full of displeasure, and he glared at the cell where Elder Cheng was in with an angry look, "Immortal, you have to cough later, don't interrupt us."

Seeing that he was about to coax out Jia She's words, but was interrupted by Cheng Lao, how could Slender Face not be angry!