Jia Amnesty of the Red Chamber is the Emperor

"Didn't you eat?" After seeing Jia She's handwritten words, Situ Jin took a deep breath, although he looked familiar, "Strength, penetrating, understand?" He couldn't help but want to poke Jia She's forehead .

Jia Amnesty was full of joy, but he never expected to get a bad review, so he couldn't help lowering his eyes sadly, and shrank his whole body.When he was a child, he didn't hang his wrists seriously when he practiced calligraphy, he just drew gourds according to the example, as long as he could see the paintings.If grandma becomes strict, she will run to grandpa and act like a baby.

The eldest grandson, even if he wants the stars in the sky willfully, the grandfather will find a way to pick them off!

Now... Jia Amnesty was depressed, and he kept his mouth shut.Without the love of his elders, he is just a poor little boy.And the little pitiful met the big devil who couldn't be messed with, and couldn't even leave.

I really want to hide in bed and cry! ! !

Situ Jin glanced at Jia She, who was drooping his head, and sighed helplessly.For the emperor, the sons of the founding fathers were incompetent, and the expression of incompetence was clearly written on his face. He was completely different from the old fox who was mixed with officialdom, and he couldn't wish for it.

But now, the one who was crying silently secretly made it look like he was bullying others.

Moreover, cry with his body!

God knows, since he took office, he has never shed a single tear!

Rubbing his forehead with both hands, he reached out helplessly to hold Jia She's left hand. Situ Jin gritted his teeth and taught, "You are the one who talks about you when you are young and don't work hard!"

Jia Amnesty trembled, and couldn't help shrinking his hands into his sleeves, avoiding the approaching hand, and retorted angrily, "Grandfather said that you don't want to be so powerful!" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing around him.

"If I'm really cunning, can your Jia family survive till now?" Situ Jin's expression darkened an inch, and then he slapped Jia She on the back, "Sit up straight for me, if you don't work hard, don't talk about it." The name of the old Duke! He has great military exploits, is wise and mighty, how did he teach you this stuff? He didn’t even learn a piece of wise and decisive!"

"Why am I not?!" Jia Amnesty was dissatisfied. When he heard that Situ Jin had buried him, and when he remembered that he had a bad relationship with his wife because he was raised under his grandparents since he was a child, he felt very resentful. One point, but at least I know what to do and why not to do it! Otherwise, you can ask your conscience, according to the succession of the title, I should be the Marquis of Rongguo, so why should I be reduced to the first-class general? The contacts are all connected, don’t you think carefully in your heart?! The Jia family is ineffective, and the second brother was born in the imperial examination. If they don’t get along, they won’t get along. If there are shortcomings, the emperor can rest assured and go through the transition period! And if there is nothing like that , and then my son bears the title of uncle, and with the support of his grandfather's family, the Rongguo Mansion will be able to survive the Five Dynasties smoothly."

Situ Jin pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Jia She's eyes, which were obviously his own eyes, but when he raised his head and stared at him, they suddenly became as vivid and bright as obsidian. If these eyes... Situ Jin unexpectedly thought of Jia Lian's eyes. Shuangdan phoenix eyes, son Xiao father, if these eyes are on Jia She himself, and his eyebrows are flowing, he will look like a little fox pretending to be a tiger, not convincing at all.

Bowing his head close to Jia She's ear, he whispered: "Since you know what I'm thinking, General Jia, do you want to say that drinking flower wine, playing with women, buying concubines, and what a dude should do are all due to helplessness? Are you really pretending to defile yourself and confuse my sight?!"

"..."

Looking at the face that was getting closer, the breath brought by his breath made his ears warm, but the ironic smile on the corner of his mouth caused cold sweat to flow from Jia She's forehead, trembling for a while, and then burst out A stronger resentment, pushing with both hands, trying to distance the two of them, "Since you know, is it fun to say it?! The plan can't keep up with the change, I'm a dude, why did I recruit you?! You are so superior , vigorously and resolutely, rectify the Jia family, but one day, I am heartless and willing to live in a stable, I... have not messed with you!! What do you have to hate?" Jia She thought of the person just now. Talking about rectifying Jia's house, all kinds of irregularities, eyes shining with disgust, he couldn't help but said angrily, "At least my wife didn't think about my death, no matter how stupid Xing is, she is obedient! You have a beautiful woman in your backyard, and Why do you have so many sons? You tease your son to play, and your son bullies us to stand in line to play with his status as a prince. There are so many, and no one knows who supports them. Do you know that it is very difficult to choose poor households. I never gamble , I just can’t press it, I can’t press both of them, how can I choose from a dozen or so of you?! Don’t shrink back and act according to your face, what else can I do? What do you think?”

The more Jia Amnesty talked, the more aggrieved he became.Situ Jin, who was originally gloomy, couldn't laugh or cry at the end.He has been a monarch for more than thirty years, and he is used to the thinking of a superior, but suddenly changed his status and became a mere courtier.As an emperor, he likes lonely ministers, he has no in-laws and friends, and only listens to his orders, but as a courtier, it is difficult to be a lonely minister. Once he loses the emperor's favor, he will be overthrown by everyone. Lord, it is difficult to sleep at night, and the favored ministers are like duckweed, and the rest of the courtiers gather together to attack... His eyes slowly turned around Jia She, who was complaining endlessly. People find fault with him.

Can it be considered an alternative middle way? !

However, Situ Jin clustered his eyebrows, looked at the hourglass on the imperial case, looked at the unfinished copybook, patted Jia Amnesty who was still crying, took out his embroidered handkerchief, threw it on his face, "Wipe, practice calligraphy! "

Jia Amnesty choked, looked at Situ Jin silently with red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help grinding his teeth, "Do you have compassion? Isn't the most important thing now is how to get back into shape? I don't want to stay in the palace anymore. don't want!"

Situ Jin sat on the dragon chair, glanced sideways at Jia She, and said indifferently: "I suddenly realized that it's fun to let you stay." As he said, he clasped Jia She's left hand hard, "Now you rely on It doesn't matter what you say about my body, but since you enjoy the convenience brought by my body, you should learn my words and deeds!"

Another big mountain approached from behind, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, Jia She said angrily, "When I learn it, I will eradicate you evildoer, and when the time comes, you can cry in secret!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will never hold the memorial tablet and touch tears silently!" Situ Jin sneered and patted Jia She on the head, "Put harder, your hands are strong!"

"It's because you have no energy, if you can't write it, blame me!"

"I?"

"It's you!"

"..."

Dai Quan's hand holding the teacup trembled silently, his eyes slowly swayed around the throne, his eyes sank, his back straightened, and he silently backed away.The two lively people on the throne bickering like children are definitely not the wise and mighty Emperor Taining!

People who add up are almost 70 years old. Sure enough... are you an old child?

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Jia She was dizzy from practicing calligraphy, and gradually there was a resemblance, and the sky turned slightly pale.But fortunately, the emperor was seriously ill and stopped the court.What a cause for celebration.

Yawning and stretching, Jia She secretly glanced at the emperor who was reading the memorial from the corner of his eye, hurriedly called Dai Quan, washed himself, and rushed to the bed.The imperial palace is a bit better. The emperor's dragon bed is big enough to roll around as much as he wants.On the above, there is no problem with the five girls in one night.

If he wears it back, he must make a super big bed to make up for the days of wronging his younger brother.I don't know, can I ask the emperor, for the sake of his trepidation, give him some beautiful palace ladies with official ranks?Don't be greedy, four is enough!The concubines bought sing and dance, and the concubines are given to manage the finances, so that the housekeeping rights can be taken back from the second daughter-in-law. Moreover, if the Wang family's daughter-in-law is disobedient, two of them will be given to the son as equal wives.Make you young couple disobedient, hum!

Halfway through Jia Shemei's dream, she vaguely saw a figure standing in front of the bed, quickly closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Situ Jin rubbed his temples, lifted the corner of the quilt, looked at Jia She, who was holding his hands tightly, and didn't want to waste his angry expression on others, and said, "Get up, don't pretend to be asleep!"

Jia Amnesty closed his eyes even more tightly, ignoring others.If you let him give up the bed and sleep on a plank bed, he won't do it!

"If you don't get up again, I will beat you."

Jia Amnesty still pretended to be asleep and remained silent.

Situ Jin hooked his hands and signaled Dai Quan to bring the clothes, then stepped back, flexed his hands and went to bed.

As long as he lived, he had never seen such a deadly person.

If you don't clean up, it's intolerable!

Jia Amnesty shrank his head into the quilt silently, his body wriggled and wrapped up the quilt, and refused to let go.After practicing for a whole night, and not allowing him to rest, this is simply life and death.

Better to die.

Take the opportunity to enjoy it before you die!

Situ Jin snorted coldly, "The important thing is only three times, don't think that because of my body, I dare not hit you!"

The voice fell, and there was no movement for a long time, Situ Jin snorted coldly, looked at the appearance of She Adou, who could not be supported without supervision, and recalled today's rectification of Jia's family, a ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and a hint of meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth With a deep smile, compared to an ambitious minister, son, and molesting a dude, he has a sense of accomplishment.Bending down, blocking the calculating gaze, he took out the dagger stuck in his boot, and directly tore it across the brocade quilt.

The sound of the knife slicing was particularly stern in the silent bedroom. Jia She froze all of a sudden, looked stupidly at the quilt that had been split in half, and then moved his eyes slightly upwards. Situ Jin held the dagger, and the dagger The body is twisted and curved, uneven, like fish intestines, and the blade glows white, which is particularly sharp.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

He stared wide-eyed, watching the scene in front of him in disbelief.Someone tell him why the emperor has a murder weapon in his hand... in his hand.And this dagger, why... the more you look at it, the more familiar it looks? !

Situ Jin looked at Jia She coldly, patted Jia She's startled face, and said, "Are you awake now?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Jia She nodded hurriedly, looked at the dagger in Situ Jin's hand, and rushed forward, "Your Majesty, this is the fish-gut dagger I received. A famous utensil, cut iron like mud, not for..."

Situ Jin was suddenly thrown into his arms, glanced at the daggers in his hands, his eyes showed a hint of helplessness, "Calm down!"

calm……

Jia She glared at Situ Jin angrily, his eyes were blazing with flames: life is precious, the emperor's majesty is serious, if it's an antique, all the motherfuckers will get out of here! !His chest heaved violently.

Facing the furious Jia She, Situ Jin's mouth twitched, and he said flatly, "I copied this from Zhou Rui's house!"

"Zhou Rui?"

"His son-in-law, Leng Zixing, runs an antique shop."

"Antique shop?" Jia She's flames were burning more and more vigorously.

Is it easy for him to arouse the fighting spirit of the dandy?Silently slandering, Situ Jin said lightly again: "He has a good friend, Jia Yucun, who just took Lin Ruhai's recommendation letter a while back and begged your second brother to find him a job... He said that Leng Zixing had said something :【'Only the second son, Jia Zheng, loves reading since he was a child, and he is upright and upright. His grandfather loves him... This Lord Lian has donated a colleague who doesn't like to be in business. That’s right, so now I’m living at Master Shuzheng’s house, helping with the housework.’]”

Grandpa loved it!

Politics, old, master, family? !

Home! ! ! ! ! !

Help with the housework!

Jia Amnesty gritted his teeth tremblingly, with bulging veins on his forehead.

"Also Lin Ruhai said: ['The elder brother is now taking the post of first-class general. The legacy of my grandfather is not a frivolous one. So my younger brother wrote a letter to bother me, otherwise not only will the elder brother be dirty, but the younger brother will also disdain it.']”

Situ Jin calmly cheered up slowly.This Jia Yucun ran into his hands today, if he didn't use it, he would be sorry for the medicine given by the secret guard!As for Lin Ruhai... Rao is a capable official, but his heart is big, and he starts to turn a blind eye to find a home for himself.

Sending a daughter into Jia's mansion, hehe, I intend to wholeheartedly plan for his master, so I should also ask his "big brother-in-law" for his opinion.