Jia Amnesty of the Red Chamber is the Emperor

Dai Quan heard the sound and slowly pushed open the hall door and entered, then closed the hall door, turned around respectfully, and went straight into the hall, during which time he kept his head down and his eyes closed, behaved in a well-behaved manner.

Situ Jin nodded in satisfaction, took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "Dai Quan, you and I are quite old now, so you should listen to what you should say, and you have a solid foundation in your mind, don't you?"

There were two buzzing sounds in Dai Quan's head, which made his whole body start to feel weak, his chest froze, and he couldn't help but kneel down, "Slave..." He was trembling but couldn't speak, and he didn't dare to look up at the throne figure on.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the ground, intertwined with each other, this! ! !From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black shadow on the green brick, Dai Quan's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was speechless.

When did the emperor like this?

Moreover, this person...

Jia She looked at the scene in front of him curiously, and scratched his ears in a little puzzlement, didn't he say that this matter should be kept secret?Looking at the situation now, do you want to explain it to others?

Situ Jin was sizing up Dai Quan with his eyes, constantly imposing pressure on others. From the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of the light flashing in Jia She's eyes. He dragged his cheeks and tilted his head, watching the excitement with great interest.

"Show me the memorial!" Situ Jin pushed the paper on the case in front of Jia She, and said sharply: "Practice calligraphy, imitate writing!"

Jia Amnesty silently clenched his fists, glanced at the ashen-faced emperor, held the pen tremblingly, lowered his head and wrote vigorously.

Dealing with Jia Amnesty who was just playing along, Situ Jin raised his eyelashes, glanced at Dai Quan who was prostrate and trembling, and the corner of his lips curled up, "I will tell you something, if you fail to do it, you should know the consequences. "

The calm and incomparably calm tone, but the words are full of chills, and more importantly, this voice is not the voice of the emperor at all! !

Dai Quan suddenly showed a surprised look, and looked up at the dragon seat: the emperor stood beside the imperial case with a tangled face, holding a pen in his hand and kept writing, while sitting on the throne of the Ninth Five Jia amnesty! !

After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but retreat again and again, paralyzed to the ground.

What was the reason, he couldn't guess.

But he was a little clever to be able to get in touch with the emperor's confidant, the chief eunuch.For decades, he had no time to do other things, and would rather delegate power to his subordinate eunuchs, but he has been taking care of the emperor's basic necessities such as food, housing and transportation.He can secretly figure out and pay attention to the emperor's daily preferences, and let Emperor Taining get used to his service without any trace.

But now, overnight, the emperor changed too fast! !Although he had doubts, he didn't dare to think about such a thing.It is unbelievable for the emperor to be fascinated by Jia Amnesty, disregarding the rules of his ancestors.

"Jia Amnesty, how dare you plot..."

"Shut up!" Situ Jin rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Dai Quan, I am the emperor."

The emperor = Jia She, Jia She = the emperor?

Dumbfounded, Dai Quan's chest was stagnant, his breathing was not smooth, and he rolled back and passed out!

Hearing the plop, Jia Amnesty hesitated for a moment, tilted his head curiously, glanced at His Majesty Dan from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help shaking his head, Dai Quan's ability to bear it was too bad, like him, how calm he was when he accepted it!

However, Jia Amnesty silently put down the vermilion pen in his hand, glanced at Situ Jin slightly, suspicious, "Your Majesty, are you sure he is trustworthy? Otherwise...the one who died was...you!"

Situ Jin picked up the teacup in hand, and took a sip, "He's serving you personally, don't you think you can keep your secrets?"

"It's...it's strange, but if...then what, what should I do?" Jia She asked tremblingly, and finally emphasized, "I'm afraid of death!"

"If you are afraid of death, don't let me be lazy!" Situ Jin's voice was unhurried, but like a blade of ice, skipping the words that questioned whether Dai Quan was credible, and said: "In front of me, I want to write one less is one , Jia She, don't you think I can't deal with you anymore!"

Jia Shen gritted his teeth, glanced silently at the large characters filled on the paper, laughed guiltyly twice, rolled his eyes from side to side, and faltered, "Your Majesty, this... this, your writing is so neat, my words are so neat. ...Isn't copying all about tracing red, starting with writing big characters? I...I am writing...big characters, big characters!"

"Big characters?" Situ Jin raised his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to Jia She, but ordered Jia She to speak, and summoned the imperial physician to diagnose the pulse of Dai Quan who was unconscious on the ground.

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When there were only two people left in the room, Jia She couldn't wait to give up his seat, but Situ Jin glanced at him and ordered them to sit down.

Jia She felt like sitting on pins and needles for a moment, feeling countless ants gnawing at his buttocks on the gold-plated dragon-patterned cushion underneath, the more he sat, the more itchy.

"Don't move, raise your head, hold your chest up, tuck your stomach in, and look ahead." Situ Jin resisted the urge to step forward and beat him up, "The majesty of the emperor, show it!"

"But……"

"Don't show me a timid and guilty look. You are the emperor, the emperor, the emperor!" Situ Jin restrained the idea of ​​roaring, picked up the teacup, took a sip, suppressed the fire, and said : "Tomorrow morning, you put on a fainting posture in court, and then there will be courtiers who will write a letter, begging to take care of the dragon's body. At that time, you can accept it! As for the old man, if he asks questions about the memorials for the past few days, unless there is a major military affairs The important thing, you just let it go..." Suddenly, Situ Jin's eyebrows twitched, and the old scholar of the pavilion appeared, his eyes flickered, and finally he rubbed his temples, "After you delegate power and let them draw up the ticket, hand it over to Tai... Loyalty, loyalty , Zhongxian, after weighing the three of them, they are doing things cheaply!"

Jia She hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, to show that he knew.

"Don't make excuses, this word can be practiced in a day, but your appearance must be set up for me!" Situ Jin narrowed his eyes, looked at Jia She, who was honest and nodding, and dared to He concluded that one's left ear goes in and out of the right ear, so he curled his mouth and said coldly: "You didn't practice hard tonight, if you make a mistake, I will smash you a treasure tomorrow!"

"What?!!" Jia She suddenly raised a decibel!

"You have a lot of treasures in your study!"

Jia Shen's breath was stagnant for an instant, and the image of the antique he couldn't put it down was ruthlessly and brutally thrown to the ground into pieces in his mind.

Situ Jin straddled his hands behind his back, his body straight, his back to Jia She, looking out at the dark night outside, he was afraid that he was facing someone, so he couldn't help killing the king.Jia Amnesty replaced his apparently tough face with all kinds of expressions, which made people too stupid to look directly at.

"Your Majesty," Jia She said, with a very sad voice: "Your Majesty, I'm going to learn from you!! You must go out with all kinds of arrogance, Your Majesty, I only beg the Emperor... I only beg the Emperor to show mercy, the people in the Treasure Pavilion are all my favorites." , please don't fall, they are all treasures, hard to find, really..."

"After you've learned it, I'll pick out the treasures in my inner treasury for you!" Situ Jin raised his sleeves, and lightly hit Tianzao with a stick.

"Really?" Jia She was overjoyed, all kinds of antiques flew towards him with small wings, and immediately sat upright, imitating the appearance of the emperor in his memory, with a long face, and said expressionlessly, "Zhen..."

"Shut up!" Situ Jin turned around when he heard the words, looked at Jia She, who was imitating the four-faced figure, put his hand on the table and supported his forehead, "Cheng is steady, restrained, understand?"

"Am I immature?!" Jia She frowned, his face was already expressionless, and his face was gloomy!

"Go to the bedroom, face the bronze mirror, and see for yourself!"

"Okay!" Jia Amnesty breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran back.

Seeing the back of the running away, Situ Jin was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak.Glancing sideways at the hourglass, hehe, at three o'clock, the gate of the palace has already been closed.

So, congratulations to him!

Jia Amnesty is the first minister to stay in the palace since Emperor Taining came to power!

Tomorrow, the censor's memorial will definitely be very exciting!

He glanced at the flat paper on the desk, the words on it were as big as a bucket, and there were no more than twenty characters written on a piece of paper.Into the head, all I read.His brows twitched a few more times, and now he began to believe that Jia Amnesty really wasn't involved in it!Otherwise, his matured sons would definitely not find such a stupid substitute.

It is full of flaws!

Rubbing his head, sitting on the dragon seat, Situ Jin raised his hand, dipped the tip of his pen in ink, and reviewed the memorial.

Suddenly, there was a slight knocking sound from outside the door, "Your Majesty, my servant Dai Quan is begging to see you!"

"Come in!"

After Dai Quan woke up, he frowned, thought for a long time, wiped off the sweat that was gushing out of his palms, bit the bullet, walked over, and knocked on the palace door.He is the emperor's confidant, and his life's honor comes from the emperor.

Without him, there are thousands of royal powers, Li Quan, Xia Quan.But without the emperor's trust, Dai Quan would be gone!

Now, since the emperor told him, no matter what, what the emperor said is the truth.

The hall was still brightly lit, but there was only one person left in the hall.

Dai Quan had the courage to sneak a glance at "Jia Amnesty" from the corner of his eye.

The figure is straight, sitting on the dragon chair.Fingers lightly tapped on the desk table, frowning in thought, then dipped in ink, swiped the pen...

It's not the face of the emperor, but such awe-inspiring aura makes people dare not look directly at it.He served the emperor since he was a child, and he is well versed in the emperor's subtle movements. Seeing the habitual curling of his fingers and tapping slightly, he took a deep breath, prostrated himself and kowtowed, "The servant Dai Quan kowtows to the emperor!"

"Get up." Situ Jin paused slightly with his pen-wielding hand, raised his eyes to look at Dai Quan, his eyes were a little menacing, but also showed a trace of sincerity, and said: "I trust you, there are evil spirits in the court, the enemy and us I don't know, but now you have given me a good look at Jia She, don't let him reveal the slightest flaw!"

Following Situ Jin's words, Dai Quan unexpectedly thought of the pitiful eyes of "... Chuan Shan~".My heart trembled for a moment, and then various inconsistencies emerged, and then, my body froze, and I suddenly felt that it seemed... a little difficult!

Jia Amnesty, this person, he also knew that there was a kind of laziness all over his body, and the two of them had different temperaments.

"Okay, now you help me keep an eye on the emperor's majesty!" Situ Jin waved his hand and pointed to the apse.

"Yes!" Dai Quan suppressed all kinds of surprises and doubts in his heart, saluted respectfully, and backed away.

There was only one person left in the hall, and Situ Jin tapped his hands on the table, thinking about what to do in the future.

The sound of thud, thump, was really frightening and trembling in the empty hall.

However, what is even more frightening is the hurried footsteps. With a bitter face, Dai Quan came back within less than a stick of incense, lowered his head and whispered: "Your Majesty, then...Master Jia, he...he... ..."

"What's the matter?" Various conspiracies flashed through Situ Jin's mind, and before Dai Quan could think about it, he had already rushed back.

As the palace door was pushed open, a breeze broke in, and the curtain was lifted, and Situ Jin strode in, just in time to get a clear view.

Behind the bright yellow curtain, there is a person who has not even taken off his outer robe, and now it is crumpled into a ball according to the person's sleeping position.Situ Jin approached, and Jia She slept soundly.He also spontaneously approached the heat source, pulled the brocade quilt, and curled up into a ball.

It’s just...

Take a deep breath, "Jia Amnesty."

"Little wave, hoof, and son, don't make trouble." Jia Shen muttered, he was dreaming that he had a beautiful concubine on the left, an antique on the right, lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, and his friends were sitting in a row, very drunk.

Taking a deep breath, Situ Jin lifted the quilt and kicked over, "Get up!"