The Supreme Emperor Jia She of the Red Chamber

Chapter nn of "The Living Notes of the Supreme Emperor": I seem to see the "holy light" behind me!

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At this moment, Xue Pan stared at Jia Amnesty with a look of foolishness.The person in front of him almost felt calluses in his ears. Uncle Xue said that they were three points more vicious and hateful than Hades, and wherever they went, they were often accompanied by family raids and extermination.

But right now...

Xue Pan involuntarily looked Jia Amnesty up and down.The person in front of him looked benevolent and kind-hearted, and even looked a little stupid, completely unable to see the fierce and evil appearance in the legend.But after all... the hand hanging at the waist was tightly clenched into a fist, and veins appeared on the back of the hand. Xue Pan's brows and eyes were full of fierceness, and each word was like carving words in his heart with a knife. Out of the four characters of "heart and sinister", a cold snort came out of his nostrils.

Jia Amnesty didn't care whether the other party treated him coldly or not, and explained in detail the "theorem of the weak" borrowed from later generations.

"Understood?" After finishing speaking, Jia She paused, feeling that his voice was speaking a little, and subconsciously licked his lips. At this moment, a gentle and moving voice sounded like an oriole singing from behind: "General Jia , drink tea, please."

"Yeah." Jia Amnesty picked up the teacup and took a sip to quench his thirst, then said to Xue Pan, "I will keep this account book for you, so you should think about what I said."

While saying that Jia Amnesty stuffed the evidence recording the secret collusion between the two sisters of the Wang family into Xue Pan's arms, he got up, shook his sleeves and left without waiting for any reaction.

Seeing Jia Amnesty waving his sleeves, looking chic and unrestrained, Hou Xiaokang turned his eyes to look around at the thoughtful people in the mourning hall with a hint of warning on his face, then lowered his eyes and squinted with anger, shock and unwillingness on his face, etc. Xue Pan, who had a complex look on his face, guessed Jia She's awkwardness, and said, "Right now, you have three options. One is to ignore the sins of your parents, adopt a safe and secure way, and continue to live in a dream; Accept the arrangement of your parents, work hard to establish a family, and regain your glory; third, face all this honestly, and be brave after knowing your shame."

Xue Pan was shocked, and looked at Hou Xiaokang with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.But before he had time to say anything, Uncle Xue stepped forward and said dumbly: "Master Hou..."

The following words could not be heard clearly, but later, whenever I recalled this moment, my heart was always filled with endless regrets.

This is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Now, Xue Pan watched Hou Xiaokang leave blankly, and then caring words sounded in his ears: "Master, are you okay? Don't listen to their nonsense, they are the murderers who killed the master..."

With scarlet murderous intent in his eyes, Uncle Xue took the account book from Xue Pan's arms viciously, clenched his hands tightly, and seeing the account book wrinkled into a ball, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to the open door, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth. There was a treacherous smile.

Jia Amnesty, who had just walked out of the gate of Xue's house, seemed to feel something, turned his head and glanced at the mourning hall, looked at the white sail fluttering in the wind, and shook his shoulders with a little fear.

He was most afraid of these dark places.

In particular, it is said that the original "Red Mansion" really has ghosts and spirits.

"Kangkang..." The more Jia Amnesty thought about it, the more frightened he became. Seeing Hou Xiaokang coming out with sharp eyes, he trotted to the side of the person, holding Hou Xiaokang's arm tightly, and whispered: "Go, go."

"Why, murderous?" Hou Xiaokang subconsciously clasped the hilt of his waist with his hand, and looked around with vigilant eyes.

When it comes to monitoring the surrounding murderous intent, Jia She is usually much more alert than him.

"No." Jia She shook his head like a rattle, and said weakly, "I thought of a scary ghost story."

Hou Xiaokang: "..."

"It's terrifying to see the scene!"

Looking back at Jia She with a little bit of fear in his eyes and looking back at him, Hou Xiaokang felt a certainty in his heart for a moment, and his previous unreasonable thoughts seemed to be extinguished.

This old and unscrupulous bastard thing!

but……

Hou Xiaokang lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and said very naturally: "I'll just accompany you to make a fuss, and next time, don't say any nonsense about being afraid of ghosts."

Jia Amnesty opened his mouth and explained aggrievedly: "...I'm not afraid of ghosts, it's just that my brain has become a little big all of a sudden."

"How?" Hou Xiaokang's eyes sank slightly when he heard the words, and then he patted Jia She's head with a smile, half-armed his shoulders to protect him in his arms, and said curiously: "If you are timid, you will be timid. What an excuse."

"Haven't you heard of whimsical ideas?" An arm was slung behind his neck, as if there was a pin behind his back, Jia Amnesty didn't hesitate anymore, and was a little angry: "I just wandered for a while."

Hearing this, Hou Xiaokang didn't care too much, he continued to put his arms around Jia She's shoulders, and asked leisurely, "And then?"

"I saw that the Xue family was unwilling to be reconciled to losing their qualifications as an imperial merchant, and used all kinds of means to make themselves more and more dead. Then the only old slave left was patriarchal, thinking about the only child of the Xue family. Sell ​​the little girl to Paihuazi. But they never thought that this girl is actually an ambitious person, and not only she has ambition, but also has a strong background!"

Jia Amnesty elongated his tone on purpose, and glanced at Hou Xiaokang.

The corner of Hou Xiaokang's mouth twitched and nodded, indicating that he was attracted.

"This girl from the Xue family is actually a little fairy from the past. At this time, the other fairies found out. They were very angry and went down to earth to rescue the former sisters. After the girl from the Xue family knew her life experience, she rejected the sisters' kindness and asked them to take it. One of my own treasures, and thus embarked on a bloody road of revenge..." Jia She continued to describe what he had imagined before, but he didn't see Hou Xiaokang whose face gradually turned cold after hearing the ghosts and gods.

Hou Xiaokang's hand on Jia She's shoulder froze, and he asked in a low voice: "Did you follow Jia Jing, heard about the word seizing the house, and then became suspicious? What kind of messy things are you thinking about?"

At the end of the speech, Hou Xiaokang had a wry smile on his lips.

Jia She, who was talking excitedly, heard the question suddenly, and immediately retorted: "Maybe this will be another branch line? Don't you believe it, sometimes existence is reasonable, understand? What happened to ghosts and gods? What's the matter, this is also the precious cultural wealth left by the ancestors, understand?"

"I don't understand!" Hou Xiaokang expressionlessly moved the hand that was originally on Jia She's shoulder to his neck, lifted Jia She's collar, and whistled directly with the other hand.Not long after, a servant driving a carriage came.

"If you don't understand, just ask more." It's not the first time someone grabbed your neck. Jia Amnesty didn't care, but continued to tease Hou Xiaokang: "Kangkang, this is what's wrong with you. When you were young, you didn't know Don't say anything in your heart, secretly go back to the room to find books and study hard, and then pretend that I am very knowledgeable. How many times have I been crazy? You said, now I finally know a little more than you, you are not happy Ask me a..."

"I ask." Hou Xiaokang's eyes became colder when he heard people mention the past.He had recalled earlier that Jia She's behavior was very different from before when Jia Hu suddenly came back from the dead.

If all of this is just a game, he can guarantee that the former Jia She was definitely not so smart.

Throwing the man into the carriage, Hou Xiaokang gave instructions to his confidant servant to drive carefully to the suburbs, then got into the carriage and looked at Jia She with a smile: "Do you think there is really a sequester in this world?"

Jia She raised his head: "Of course!" His master has been taken away twice!twice!

"Then who are you? How dare you take Jia She's home?" After Hou Xiaokang finished speaking, the sharp sword was already on Jia She's neck.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

He only felt a sharp light flashed in front of his eyes, and before he could protect his eyes, he felt a slight chill on his neck.

Wait until you realize what happened.

Jia She only felt that he was so wronged to death, but he was still a little moved.It turns out that there are still people in this world who can remember Jia She.Unlike the books in the minds of young descendants, when a person travels through time and is reborn, none of the relatives and friends of the person who was taken away will notice the problem.

The more he thought about it, Jia She felt that Hou Xiaokang, who was holding a sword, was handsome and domineering, and his heartbeat accelerated by accident.

"Who are you?!"