Jia Amnesty of the Red Chamber is the Emperor

Jia She's complexion softened, and he couldn't wait to look for Lin Daiyu.But when she looked at Lin Daiyu, who had dull eyes and a dull expression, her face suddenly became extremely hot.

Previously, he only cared about rejoicing at the other party's tears, but forgot that the little girl in front of him was only eight years old and had experienced a nightmare-like blow.

But the thought was only for a moment, and a determined look flashed across Jia She's eyes, and he continued to walk forward.He is cruel, and he will apologize to Jia Min when he is in Huangquan.

But now, we can't stay close.

Compared with Lin Daiyu, Situ Jin is more important to him, whether it is friendship or interests, they are all bound together.

If he dies, he can't live alone, if he lives, he may...maybe he will die happily.

"Yu'er," now that life and death are at stake, and there are not many thoughts of making people happy, Jia She waved his hand, motioning for the other party to return to their senses and listen, and cut straight to the point, "Think about your sadness, and cry a few tears." , and ordered the attendants to bring tea cups, and then.

Lin Daiyu: "..."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu showed a look of panic, and stepped back timidly. ] Now his face is even paler, unable to speak for a long time, his lips are trembling.

She lost her virginity and her family was in trouble. She was supposed to die in a three-foot white silk, but was rescued. For ridiculous reasons, she lived like a walking dead all day long.

If she didn't come home without her, if she never left home, if her mother was still there, if...

All kinds of thoughts came to her mind, and Lin Daiyu couldn't help feeling sad.

Seeing this, a trace of guilty conscience flashed across Jia She's face, and he sighed, "You...don't be afraid, no matter what, you are still young, I will try my best..." Jia She's words paused, and he wanted to say that he would try his best to make things better. Father and daughter are reunited, but even if Lin Ruhai finds his way back, no one can guess what Situ Yong is thinking, how can he boast of Haikou guarantee?

After hesitating for a while, he said: "No matter what happens in the future, Jia's family will always be your natal family."

Even if it is dealt with according to the law, Lin Daiyu is still young and has "merit", even if she is allotted, he is still able to buy her, and the Jia family does not lack a bite of food for her.Take care of him, when he grows up, if others think he is a descendant of a criminal official, he is also capable of finding a clean family who works as a family.

Just make it up.

Jia She twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced away from Lin Daiyu's teary face, and signaled the attendant to do it.

After a while, they returned with a full load.

Jia She looked at the tears covering the bottom of the teacup, but thought of Jia Baoyu's words "Women are made of water."

Really worthy of being the hero and heroine.

Brows loosened, thinking of Lin Daiyu's origin - a fairy in the sky, Jia She complained that the gods had to go through all kinds of suffering and setbacks in the past, and these were just a few tears, so it should be nothing.

Moreover, the other party came here in exchange for tears.

Although he felt a little brazen, but he found a high-sounding excuse with peace of mind, and Jia She walked away, leaving Lin Daiyu crying silently, feeling more and more lonely.

Almost walking and running back to the house, he ordered someone to bring the Chilong color screen. Jia Amnesty impatiently fetched the dagger, and stabbed his finger with a knife, and immediately blood dripped out.

"Quick, put it..." Jia Amnesty was full of excitement, but when the words came out, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to say.Because the grandmother's will that flashed in my mind earlier did not introduce specific steps.

He changed it again and again, but he still hasn't figured out why.

With fear in his eyes, Jia She stroked the chilong with his red fingers expectantly, drawing a mighty and majestic dragon shape, praying over and over again.

But the blood was all over the place, but there was still no change.

All of a sudden, overwhelming powerlessness swept over him, and Jia Amnesty brandished the dagger, racking his brains for ideas.

At the same time, Situ Jin was also powerlessly covering the knife wound on his chest, and his eyes, which had not been closed for a long time, showed a trace of fatigue, but they were still cautious, looking carefully at the unfamiliar surroundings.Lush reeds are everywhere, almost seven or eight feet high, blocking the sight of outsiders.Listening to the free chirping of insects around, a peaceful environment.Situ Jin gritted his teeth ignoring the pain in his body, curled up, reached into his trouser legs, took out a bamboo tube the size of a fingernail, opened the box lid, poured out the signal that the dark guard used to communicate, and sent it out.

Seeing Chongzi leaving quietly, Situ Jin twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a little smile, thinking about his rare "impulsivity."

Youdao is that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. As an emperor, the first thought that came to his mind at that moment was to replace his body. It was a crazy move, but he did not regret it, and even recalled it with a trace of the sweetness.

For the first time, like a man, an ordinary man, with flesh and blood, to fight for the people he cares about.

The appearance of Li Yuan gave him vigilance.In addition to his own private affairs, there are more vacancies that need to be filled as an emperor.He has been aloof for too long, so long that it is almost a matter of course, self-willed.

He is old, and the world needs a more suitable master to inject new vitality.

Recalling the close fight, Situ Jin thought, if he returns, he will abdicate and let the second child go to work.

The second child, who had high hopes, rubbed the bulging veins on his forehead, "The original itinerary remains the same, Father needs a southern tour to stabilize people's hearts, as for him..." The tone was drawn out, and Situ Yong's eyes flashed a ruthless gleam. The gaze scared the confidant Shadow Guard to step forward and suggest weakly: "Your Highness, the current situation is favorable to you, you must not..." He raised his hand and gently gestured towards his neck as he spoke.

"Those who can achieve great things do not care about small details. If the time and place are favorable, as long as we delay for half a day, everything will be God's will."

The almost straightforward words, but the hidden meaning behind them made people feel chills, as if even the flowing air had been frozen.

Situ Yong: "..."

After being silent for a long time, Situ Yong restrained his urge to really want to kill someone.Does he look like he wants to kill his father and king? !

Kneading the secret letter that received Situ Jin's news into a ball angrily, Situ Yong gritted his teeth angrily, glanced at the person who suggested it, and said directly: "This world is originally a lonely king. Convince yourself if you lose, if it is a small trick, then don't bother to do it!" He snorted coldly, "Only ugly people make trouble!"

"Then, Your Highness, you..." What is the unfinished meaning?

Facing the curious eyes of his confidants, Situ Jin kept his body still and let others look at him. He squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly and slowly curled up, saying meaningfully: "The world is one."

Everyone in the house couldn't help but shake their bodies.

"Pass down the order to let the boss protect the father and go south to condolences to the soldiers and civilians."

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When Jia She came back from a trance, he was already wearing a dragon robe, boarded a dragon boat, and went down the south of the river.Looking at the guards at three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, Jia She's eyes darkened, recalling Situ Yong's cold words before the army pulled out, "If you make a mistake, Jia Lian and Jia Rong, the two hostages, will be alone forever." Cut into pieces with a knife to dissipate the hatred in my heart."

With his heart pounding, Jia Amnesty gritted his teeth, insisted on pulling out his majesty, and put on an imperial airs in front of people, but the queen couldn't force a smile on her face, and collapsed lifelessly on the soft couch, looking at Situ Yi's eyelids. one jump.

Rationally accepted the fact that his father had changed his core, but emotionally...he wanted to slap himself hard twice to wake himself up.The 36nd concubine in the 72th courtyard of the harem, the emperor's father had gone through countless storms, and he would fall on this person, making him feel like... a pig with a cabbage.

Shocked by his rebellious thoughts, Situ Yi turned around quickly and went to the ship's armor to blow some air, calm down.

Seeing people leave, Jia Amnesty opened his drooping eyelids, and there was a trace of light in his pupils, and he continued to grit his teeth persistently and drip blood.

He is not as powerful as Situ Jin's bastard, he can be changed whenever he wants, but as long as he has a goal, he will definitely find a way.

Jia Amnesty, who was devoting himself to "self-mutilation", did not realize that the palace servants who had been strictly guarding him against "bleeding" were now turning a blind eye.

After sorting out his state of mind and adjusting his breathing, Situ Yi leaned on the railing and glanced at Jia She from a distance. Someone's nonsensical request flashed through his mind, and his heart seemed to be galloping past.But for the sake of his mother and concubine, he had to agree, and it was a big rebellion.Trying to show nervousness, fear, and panic, he restrained his left and right feet and walked side by side, stumbled towards the house, looked at Jia She's worried face, gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "Father , Just now the Huaihe River Transport Envoy came to report that Rong Gonghou's body has been found."

With a sudden sound, Jia She's heart beat wildly and then froze for a moment, his whole face turned pale, and he slumped on the ground unsteadily.

Situ Yi turned his eyes and couldn't bear to look at each other.

"Your honor?" Jia She's teeth were chattering, "Where is it?"

With a twinkle in his eyes, Situ Yi lowered his eyes and sighed, "It's the Jia family who stopped the coffin."

"I……"

"Father, please shoulder the responsibilities of your body. There is no room for righteousness in the world." Situ Yi said coldly, squinting at Jia She, his eyes were cold and reddish, and said unkindly: "Why did he die?" Go, you know it in your heart."

It felt as if someone had burned his face with a torch, the pain was burning, Jia She's complexion turned pale, and there was a sore and swollen feeling in his chest, all kinds of thoughts came up in his mind, and he said in a low voice: "I know."

I know better than anyone how much he has done for this country.

Situ Yi only felt that Jia She in front of him was very strange, because he straightened his back all of a sudden, raised his chin, and stared at him with indifference in his eyes, which made his heart skip a beat in fright.Next, things didn't develop as expected at all, and Jia Amnesty actually managed the government like an emperor.

For a whole month, I met with officials, talked well, met with people, met with kindness and kindness, conducted on-the-spot investigations, defied hardships, investigated salt administration, and acted vigorously...

It completely fell through the eyes of their two rebellious sons.

Jia She, who was looked at with weird eyes, ignored the scrutinizing eyes, and exhausted all his life's learning to create a perfect emperor.He wanted his Emperor Taining to be famous in history without any trace of stigma.Yanzheng, it was not his fault, so why should the emperor be held accountable.Obviously relying on the height of his own mountain, the emperor is far away, the monkey is called the king, his heart is wild, and he wants to start a new life, a bunch of idiots!

He will not kill these people, because these people are not qualified to lick the emperor's feet, and they have no honor to be buried with the Ninth Five-Year Lord.