Anti-crossing the Red Chamber, the movie emperor Jia She

"Pure man... woo woo..."

Yan Jing directly and shamelessly pressed on the person, and proved it by himself.

It is said that he is jealous, and he hates changing the subject!

The normal plot should be to rub each other's ears, love words, and pink bubbles, instead of discussing a series of brats and exposing his dark history ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Jia She was kissed so hard that he was out of breath, My dear, I didn't know why, and didn't come back to my senses until my eyes were all bright yellow, and pointed at Yan Jing, trembling and speechless, "You...you...you..."

"Okay, wash up and go to bed!" Yan Jing bent over and approached, the tip of their noses almost touching, looked at Jia She's red lips, the corners of his mouth curled up, then bowed his head and kissed again, said: "Anxin, in the palace, I The inside and outside are all settled, no one will find out! Moreover, the Rongguo Mansion also sent someone to inform them that you are in the Zhang family, and you have to give your second brother some time for them to move, right? ?”

"Move...move?"

"If they were ashamed, it would be impossible for Rongxi Hall to continue to live in it? Even if they didn't, they would be afraid, right? Lian'er is now a prince, and Zhang Lingxuan also went to Jia's house." Yan Jing said from behind Embracing someone, sitting down, pinching Jia She's face and saying: "You can't stand watching a play with fists together, right?"

"Then...then you can't bring me into the palace, and—" Jia She silently rested his cheeks and sighed, "Don't you feel that sleeping is very stressful?"

"What pressure?"

"Small 1 yellow 1 piece!"

Yan Jing: "..."

Silently glanced at the bright yellow color that symbolized the authority of the emperor.

In fact, his bedroom is not so yellow, but there are some colors that represent the dignity of the emperor, and the rest are low-key and elegant decorations, not magnificent at all, just like nouveau riche.

However, the words uttered from Jia She's mouth are so imaginative?

"Besides, left words and right history, won't you hide under the bed and record it?"

"Where did you hear that?" Yan Jing helplessly tapped Jia She on the head with black lines hanging on his forehead.

"Tai Shigong!" Jia She said very seriously: "Think about the Han Dynasty, he even knew about Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's rebellion, and everything they whispered between them, and the biography of the courtier, the two of them..."

The more he said, Jia She turned his head around wildly, "Is there any place for Tibetans in your palace? What if the "Life Note" says in the future that the emperor is not cool and flamboyant in private?"

Yan Jing: "..."

Silently glanced at Fang Liang, and disappeared from my sight, immediately, leave! !

Dark Guard: "..."

Suddenly a breeze blew past the room, Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Jia She, who was still in fantasy, kissed, completely confused people's thoughts, and took him to sleep after washing.

Dragon bed has three advantages, big, big, big!

Large fonts can be placed anywhere (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

However, Jia Amnesty, who had already habitually hugged Yan Jing and slept like a pillow, no longer had this bad habit.

And Jia Lian, who has inherited the big-character sleeping posture, will be crowned prince by Yan Jing in the future, you can roll on the dragon bed, roll as you want, sell yourself and pay the money, happy: Baba will never Don't worry Lian Mengmeng will fall out of bed when she sleeps┗|｀O′|┛哩～～---

Jia Amnesty slept peacefully all night, but in the capital, countless people tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night.

Rongxi Hall in Rongguo Mansion was brightly lit all night.

Mother Jia looked at the youngest son in front of her, her eyes were moaning again and again, and the fundus of her eyes almost turned rosy.

If it wasn't for Jia Lian's sudden turn and change, Jia Amnesty would also rise with the rising tide, so why would she be afraid?

However, the emperor's attitude is unclear today, and no one can guess the reason.

It is said that there is a censor who plays all night and criticizes severely, and mentions all kinds of things one by one.

If Jia Lian loses, don't involve them, that's the blood of the Zhang family.

But if Jia Lian really became a prince, then the mansion of the Duke of the State would also become a prince. In this way, Zheng'er would not be able to live in Rongxi Hall.

"Ma'am, my son is incompetent, and he will make my mother so tired that I can't sleep at night!" Jia Zheng said guiltily, cupping his hands.

"Hey, my son needs to know that thunder, rain, and dew are all about the grace of the dragon. Let's see, mother and son, whether Jia Lian is a blessing or a curse, and then we are making plans." Mother Jia patted Jia Zheng's shoulder and comforted him.

"But the Zhang family..."

"No matter how powerful he is Zhang Lingxuan, it's hard for an upright official to settle housework, but if the old lady of the Zhang family comes here, he will have something to say." Mother Jia's face darkened.There was a chuckle in my heart, the old lady of the Zhang family is almost seventy, it is said that she has been ill for more than half a month, and even the imperial doctor has never been able to cure her.

"Okay, let me rest assured, let's see what everyone says in the early court today!"

"But..." Jia Zheng bowed his head silently, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart.

He is only a low-level official of the fifth rank, and only has the duty to listen outside the main hall. How can he enter the hall to discuss matters, and he will know immediately.Instead of waiting eagerly for the vague words of everyone.

It was only a few years late, and Jia She could enter the palace in a grand manner.

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A red sun rose slowly.

Hearing the slight noise outside the hall, Yan Jingchao's strong biological clock prompted him to open his eyes, stand up slightly, looked at Jia She who was nestled in his arms, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and returned the favor. Jia She, who was asleep, tucked in the quilt, signaled the servants to move slightly, and sent someone to ask for a good leave, and then put on the court robe and went to court.

Do the official business, and let the pure man handle the private affairs!

The court meeting was as usual, boring.

Having experienced modern office work, President Yan has no interest in the noisy ministers at court meetings as lively as the vegetable market.

However, today there was a discussion about Jia Lian's sudden acquisition of the title of prince, doctor censor, and the Ministry of Rites all had something to say.

One sentence on the left is not in line with the ancestral system, and the other sentence is not in line with etiquette, and the hats are buckled one by one.

Yan Jing smiled without saying a word, and accepted the order.

He glanced sideways at the memorial on the imperial table and smiled meaningfully.

He didn't suddenly have a nervous convulsion, just like this.When public opinion on earthquake relief came to the fore, Yang Guowei was behind, and then some miracles were performed, and Jia Lian was absolutely furious.

"Promoting the country's prestige?" Jia Amnesty looked at the memorial handed over by Yan Jing in confusion, "What does Yingjili, the Italian envoy's visit to China have to do with Lian'er?"

"In addition to seeking to increase the number of treaty ports, the other party also brought advanced technologies, such as number sequences, extracting common factors, etc., and our Lian'er can directly use them in seconds!"

In addition to Jia Xiaolian's good emotional intelligence, he is really a little genius in mathematics.

It's no big problem to kill a 16th-century mathematician in seconds.

Moreover, he doesn't feel guilty, stepping on the shoulders of the wisdom of the predecessors, bullying others or something.

Jia Xiaolian is only five years old!

"Father Yan~~" Just as he was speaking, Jia Xiaolian walked over in a bright and bright yellow prince's robe, shaking it step by step, and cried out very dissatisfied: "Lian'er doesn't want this dress, it's so heavy, and there are so many jewels on it. The little fat sheep was slaughtered!"

"Yeah." Yan Jing praised, "It's good to be able to remember that the wealth is not exposed! But now in the father's royal family, you know, this place is different from that home, right? We are now, just like the ones on TV. , there are many, many rules..."

Yan Jing patiently explained.

Because of Jia Lian's mother's death, and then his grandfather's death, the gate of Rongguo Mansion was kept closed.I have never had the opportunity to leave the mansion. The first time I left the Rongguo Mansion in my life, I traveled to the modern age, and all I received were modern concepts and knowledge.

At the time of ignorance, three views are formed.

He doesn't want to change Jia Lian's understanding formed in modern society.

If so, it would be even better if it could be worn back.

If he can't wear it, he will quietly complete Huajin's social transformation in his lifetime!

"I know, it's time-traveling, and it'll be worn in no time!" Jia Lian clapped her little hands, "Don't treat me like a child, I'm almost six years old, not too young."

"Okay, you're not young." Yan Jing smiled, and explained carefully while hugging the person.

"Can you dance? Grandma is not in good health, so she needs to exercise more. Many grandmas dance square dances, and they are in great shape!"

"..."

Yan Jing saw Jia Lian's dark eyes shining with bright hope, and suddenly froze.A picture instantly appeared in my mind.

Maoshi three quarters, the eve of the court.

The ministers who were chatting in the side hall are now standing in the square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, led by Jia Xiaolian.

Four 46 teams started the young eagles to take off. The plan of the day was radio gymnastics in the morning, and then they performed the Yangko dance and shouted, "Sister Lin fell from the sky...together!! Raise your hands and sing with me, You are my little girl, little apple, I can never love you too much~~~"

Suddenly, a sentence came from a distance, "Going to court, the emperor is here!"

The courtier hurriedly shouted, "Run, the city management is here!"

Immediately, if the birds and beasts dispersed.

What a scary scene!

what to do? ? ! !

After being with people, he can master his brain skills without a teacher!

Don't look at him with wet eyes anymore, he has always scored full marks in Chinese, and his reading ability is very good.

"Father~~" Jia Xiaolian squeaked softly, tugging at Yan Jing's sleeve.Before he came, he saw a big, big, big square, which was very suitable for grandma to dance with her good friends! !Moreover, there is no need to compete for the venue, one side is dancing modern hip-hop, one side is drumming and twisting yangko, the other side is ballroom dancing, and... Finally, after the end, you can pick up your husband or son and grandson to go home for dinner.

Yan's father is a big landlord, a big local tyrant, he can rent out the venue, and be a charter wife!

In this way, there is no need to critique paperwork every day.

Lian Mengmeng is really a little expert at making money, great~(≧▽≦)/~~(≧▽≦)/~"Father, Lian Mengmeng is obedient, can you just make such a small request?"

"Not good!" Yan Jing refused very coldly, handed him to Jia Amnesty, and motioned to carry him out to play.

"You are so cruel!" Jia Lian rubbed her small chest, indicating that she was very dissatisfied, and complained to Jia She, "Father, look at Father Yan, he didn't even agree to a small request! He doesn't love me at all, I just Little Snow White, gray boy, little match boy, don’t have a drop of oil in your pocket~~”

Yan Jing's hand holding the pen tightened, he felt that the education of the three cardinal principles and five constant principles is still suitable for Jia Lian!

Ugly boy, compared to him, these sons who care about the position of their buttocks are not a big deal at all.

Jia Amnesty: "..."

That's not a small request, it's a challenge to the Three Views! !

Jia She rubbed his head, and suddenly Fu Ling thought, "You want your grandmother to dance with you, the intention is good! But music, we don't have it here, you have to solve this problem first."

Jia Lian: "..."

Frowning, Jia Xiaolian silently climbed out of her arms, waved her hand, and signaled him to be alone and be a quiet and handsome man.

Home is too boring, he wants to go back, go back! !

Lian Mengmeng is going to become a melancholy Lian here, and she is going to grow into a newspaper kid.

newspaper!

Newspaper, society!

The snake spirit is sick o(>﹏<)oo(>﹏<)o