Who dares to touch my son in the Red Chamber

Situ Zheng led his two cubs, grinning and squatting facing the wall, with sandbags hanging from their wrists to write big characters. Next to him was the little eunuch sent by Emperor Jin Ming, who was drinking tea leisurely. Jia Daishan dared not put any water.

It goes without saying that Ye San'er was fined.

The little eunuch said to Situ Zheng: "Your Highness Seventh, there are three more. Your mission today is complete!"

Situzheng sighed and said, "Xie'er, is this the disaster of the two of us?"

Jia She, who was left with more unfinished things, said: "Father, it seems that the emperor's grandpa originally wanted to punish you. What the younger brother said later is at most a combined punishment for several crimes, right?"

Situ Zheng shook his hand, and discarded most of the half-finished ones, then bared his teeth and said angrily, "Who are you really going after?"

Xiao Jiu sneered after finishing the article in his hand: "Who cares to ask? General Jia commanded thousands of troops, so naturally he would not make such a small mistake."

"Mrs. Shi's methods of managing the backyard, among other things, must have nothing to do with reality."

"On the contrary, some people were seriously injured. They didn't know how to use this to escape punishment. Instead, they patted their chests and said: "Just for this matter, the fruit in my son's hand, if you eat it, you will be fine!"

"Then Father said, very good, since you're fine, let's all exercise, don't leave any hidden dangers."

"Some people with bad brains ignored my hints and directly said that the one in their hands is capable of resurrecting the dead and bones. If there are any hidden dangers left by this injury, then it is not Zhu Guo!"

"Tell me, who is the fish in the pond that we are punished now?"

At this time, the little eunuch came back and said: "His Royal Highness, Mr. Jia said that your handwriting has improved a lot today, and you can reduce five chapters."

Situzheng looked over there, obviously didn't know how to taste tea, but he had to put on an air, pretending to be a master of tea ceremony, coupled with a suit of armor, a folding fan in his hand, and his legs crossed, it was really impossible to see !

Seeing Situ Zheng's resentful eyes, Jia Daishan bared his teeth and smiled, scraped the tea cover a few times as a gesture, then raised his neck and drank it directly.

Tapping his mouth, he felt that it was not enough, so he just brought over the teapot, and drank it mouth to mouth. Once he burped, it was satisfying. Jia Daishan wiped his mouth, poured tea, and did it. Make a show.

But, God knows, the pot of tea has been cold for a long time, and at the moment it can be regarded as plain boiled water with the taste of tea leaves.

Situ Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he himself was an ordinary person who didn't know how to taste tea, drinking tea and water made no difference to him, no, at least white water quenched his thirst better than tea.

Even when it comes to drinking tea, his brain circuit overlaps with Jia Daishan's strangely. He feels that tea is not as good as plain water to quench his thirst, but freshly brought well water or stream water is better.

But, at least, Situ Zheng will never pretend and force like Jia Daishan, making himself look like a tiger, which makes people look hot.

Situ Zheng turned around and thanked Jia Daishan who had already started to move his wrist. Xiao Jiu, who was about to rest, said a little depressed: "Xiao Jiu, we don't object to you patting a horse, why do you want to step on me?"

Xiao Jiu took a look at Situ Zheng, and then said: "What is flattery? Uncle Jia still uses other people's flattery? It's obvious to all, right?"

Jia Amnesty answered, "Isn't this flattering? I don't know what my father is like? What else can he do except fight?"

Situ Zheng kept winking at him, but both of them had no choice but to turn their faces in Xiao Jiu's direction, Situ Zheng cast winks at the blind man, it was useless.

Jia Amnesty continued to say desperately: "I don't know why the emperor's grandfather asked his father to supervise him. What does he know? Few people recognize his own handwriting."

It seems to be talking about excitement, or it may be that he has long forgotten the fact that his father is still sitting in the shade of a tree in the distance, and broke the news very excitedly:

"My grandfather said that when my father first started to be a general, an accident brought a spy as a confidant to his side as a bodyguard."

When Xiao Jiu heard this, she was no longer in a hurry to pack her things. Her eyes widened, she gasped and asked, "Ah? This is too dangerous!"

Jia Amnesty nodded and said, "Isn't it? Fortunately, the spy's purpose is to steal the battle plan."

Both Situzheng and Jia Daishan wanted to cough and signal to Jia She, but Emperor Jin Ming came over quietly and didn't allow everyone to salute him, let alone interrupt Jia She's words.

Jia Daishan was a little helpless, his skin was thicker than the city wall, and he rarely blushed, but the emperor wanted to listen to gossip, so how could he say no?

After Situ Zheng mourned for her eldest son for two seconds in her heart, she was also very curious about what happened back then.

Jia Amnesty continued to break the news without knowing it: "The spy stole the battle plan and sent it back. Naturally, there are people who know our Daxing script."

"As a result, the two Daxing scholars who had taken refuge in the past were completely confused when they saw my father's characters. Six of the ten characters were unknown, and the other four had to be guessed."

When Situ Zheng and Xiao Jiu heard this, they subconsciously glanced at Jia Daishan, only to see that Jia Daishan's face was so red that it was about to smoke. Then, Xiao Jiu found Emperor Jin Ming who was also astonished, and blurted out: "Father?"

Jia She, who was talking vigorously, looked back in a strange way, and immediately realized that something was wrong. Not only was the emperor there, but the protagonist in his own story was also looking at him with fiery eyes.

Only then did a group of people salute Jin Mingdi, Jia She really wanted to hide and wait for his father to put out the fire before coming out to jump.

However, Emperor Jin Ming cut off his way of life very unkindly and said: "Xie Er, continue, I really don't know about this."

Jia She swallowed his saliva, glanced at his father, and after seeing Jia Daishan glared at him fiercely, he closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

That's right, what the emperor wants to know, is there room for you to say it or not?One crime of deceiving the emperor can take the heads of your entire clan.

Jia She's heart shuddered, anyway, it's like this, so let's die early and reincarnate early!

Situzheng reminded: "Those people don't know Uncle Jia's handwriting, so this time it's stolen for nothing, and Uncle Jia's nails have been exposed for nothing."

If this was Xiao Jiu, he would definitely say along the line: "No, thanks to my father's handwriting, not only did not expose it, but he also caught the deepest hidden spy by the way."

In this way, Jia Daishan will not be too ashamed, and the matter will pass.

But now it was Jia She who was talking about the matter. This kid's brain had always been straight and he couldn't turn his head around. He didn't hear Situ Zheng's prompt at all.

He continued: "This is considered exciting, those two scholars who betrayed Daxing, how dare they tell others that they don't understand the above words."

These two people couldn't get along in Daxing, so they took refuge in foreign countries as translators and aides. However, they are out-and-out Daxing people, and naturally they will not be allowed to deal with matters involving military secrets. Follow along.

Just as people in the Central Plains pay attention to the fact that people who are not of our race must have a different heart, why is it not the case in the eyes of people from the Central Plains?

Therefore, the purpose of these two people can basically only be translation.

However, even if it is an interpreter, there is no shortage of people of the alien race's own tribe who can speak loudly. They rarely get the opportunity to make meritorious service. to both of them.

They know that if they can't translate this time, the best result waiting for them is to put it on hold forever and live to old age in a daze.

However, it is more likely that it will be disposed of directly.After all, no one is obliged to support two wastes.

What the local translators can do, naturally they are not needed. What the local translators can't do, we need these two knowledgeable but unambitious aides. If they can't do it at this time, then what's the use of them ?

As for letting them go and letting them fend for themselves, that's just a joke. Who knows if they have known any important information for so long, so only the dead are the most reliable.

The two looked at each other, and then said: "My lord, it's not surprising that you can't understand this letter, because the other party uses cursive script, and even Daxing doesn't know many characters like this."

This is not a lie, Jia Daishan knew very few people with his words at that time, even Emperor Jin Ming usually caught the blind when he faced his friends' scriptures, but Lin Ziang was able to obey them without changing his face.

Therefore, as soon as Emperor Jin Ming heard Jia She's revelation, he knew that it was true in eight or nine out of ten, and immediately listened more carefully.

The foreign general knew a little about the culture of the Central Plains, so he naturally knew that there is a type of cursive script, which is a typeface with simple structure and continuous strokes.

It is said that this kind of font is generally used in emergency situations, or when drafting documents and recording other people's conversations. Used for communication, even the person who wrote it is difficult to recognize after a long time.

When the foreign general heard this, he cursed angrily: "How can you play games on the battlefield? Such writing is really irresponsible! How can we read such shit words?"

After hearing this, his military adviser said thoughtfully: "The young general Jia Daishan on the opposite side is a very powerful person. It is said that he was the companion of Emperor Daxing's reading. He is very knowledgeable. Since he wrote cursive script, there must be something It is because of the extreme military situation that I wrote it down like this, and it just so happens that the two gentlemen know each other, so God has blessed us in Beiqiu."

As soon as these words came out, the general also reacted, and quickly asked the two people to translate.

Jia Daishan, on the other hand, was very vigilant because of his years of fighting, and he was almost aware of the theft of his tactical plan. Just as Situ Zheng predicted, the nail was pulled out directly.

Jia Daishan immediately went to his marshal father to ask for advice. Jia Yuan squinted his eyes, stroked his beard and asked meaningfully: "Daishan, are you sure you lost your handwriting?"

Jia Daishan was a little confused, so he nodded and said: "It is the handwriting written by his son just now, and the other places have not been stolen. However, the enemy seems to know our preparations in advance. This plan is a change that has just been researched."

Jia Yuan smiled and said: "That's God bless me." At this moment, the old man said the same words of congratulations to the enemy's military adviser.

Soon, Jia Yuan sent someone to secretly pass the news to the two Daxing traitors over there, and the news was specious.

The two of them were ordinary talented scholars who had no special skills, nor the ability to distinguish the authenticity of these news. Now that they are rushing to the shelves, they can only ask for pen and ink to "translate" according to the news they got.

The two have been together for a long time, so they naturally have their own tacit understanding. The translations are almost exactly the same. There are slight differences, but the other party can understand. After all, it is a cursive script that I may not be able to recognize later.

The two were sent out after receiving a generous reward. The general and military adviser took a look at the translated content, and found that it was roughly the same as the news they had received before, so they naturally believed it more and more.

Naturally, the other party entered Daxing's plot, and Jia Yuan and Jia Daishan fought a very beautiful battle.

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