Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

The second prince's eyes widened suddenly, and his tone was cold: "Can you tell me again?"

"The emperor ordered it." Jia Jing said it again with a blank face and obediently.

The second prince opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time, he could only take a deep breath, and tightly clenched his sleeves, "You go back first, I want to be alone."

"Why don't you go racing and challenge the beast to climb the cliff?"

"A lonely life is so precious, how can I die?"

"..." Jia Jing went back silently.It was because he was tired of the hypocrisy of the father and son that he had accidentally stated the reason before, so it would be great if he had something to say clearly face to face.But with a thousand words and one sentence, who told him to share such a pair of royal father and son.

After Jia Jing left, only the second prince was left in the room. He sat slumped quietly for a long time, walked to the vanity mirror with a smile, looked at the sallow face in the mirror, suddenly evoked a strange look Smiling: "If... how wonderful it would be if you were a daughter! Father will always love and spoil you. You won't be like a marionette, who will do nothing but be a prince."

"Look at the children of those aristocratic families, who are obviously the same age, how happy they are to eat, drink and play!"

"When you are old, you can still say that the prodigal son will not change his money back, and he will bloom late."

"But you can do nothing wrong."

"From childhood to adulthood, there is no mistake."

"One mistake will cause blood to flow, and the bones will be piled up, and you will die."

In the empty room, only the echo of the last sentence remained.

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At the same time, Jia She in the private room yawned and drank tea in a daze: "Zhen'er, Uncle had a flash of inspiration just now, and found a very serious problem."

"What?... Cough..." Jia Zhen ignored the etiquette, raised her cup and poured tea for herself, and immediately choked on the words.He shouted for more than half an hour, and his voice was hoarse.Their plan was that he would make trouble with Jia She to attract the attention of the stewards.Nahan Qingtian secretly took the topographic map he drew and secretly searched for some clues.

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Zhen sincerely: "Why don't we go to Huo Laowu directly? Isn't the murder case the most urgent thing now?"

When Jia Zhen heard the words, her mind went blank, and it took a while before she came back to her senses, suppressing the small flames that sprang up in her heart, gritted her teeth and replied in a low voice: "Didn't you guys want to come to the Beauty Cave to investigate?"

"Blame me for co-authorship?" Jia She frowned: "Isn't it because you don't know who is behind the scenes, who is behind the scenes, and who is the backer. You don't know if this kind of shop with unknown origin is still open in the wild mountains and wild mountains. Dare to mess around! Be careful it’s Liao Zhai in the storybook! Otherwise, why would it be open at night?”

Jia Amnesty took a sip of tea to wake himself up, looked at his angry elder nephew, and said seriously: "The serious brothels are all filed with the government, and they will pay taxes! Underground money houses, casinos, etc., all of them have their origins in our hearts. I also know that this one is the most mysterious. It's really strange, in the capital, I don't even visit the pier."

After all, Jia Zhen is also the heir of a family, and she set up a family at a young age. Following Jia She's words, she became quite confused. It seemed a little strange. This beauty cave seemed to rise overnight. It became popular in the circle, and there was no one to find fault with such a wealth of money.

"Do you know why Uncle called [-] yuan to be a fat sheep?" Jia Amnesty looked at the auction that was about to end, and whispered in Jia Zhen's ear: "Wait, let's go back to the little overlord and eat the overlord's meal tonight. "

Jia Zhen looked at Jia Amnesty in bewilderment: "Uncle, how embarrassing is this?"

"He..." Jia She gritted his teeth: "He is a black shop, what's wrong with us cheating? Besides, when did your uncle really eat the king's meal?"

Touching Jia Zhen's forehead with the handle of the fan, Jia She unfolded the jade fan in a flash, and with a subtle and rascal look, said quietly: "If you have no money, of course you should send someone home to get the money."

Watching fanning, smiling like a cat that has stolen fish, Jia Zhen suddenly realized, and then the corners of her mouth twitched.With the rectification of Jia's family by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, almost the whole capital knew that Jia Amnesty's people were all sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.The butler, Di An, was also the apprentice of Dai Quan, the Minister of the Palace.

If Beauty Cave had the guts to really ask Uncle Xi for money, and then go to Jia's house to ask for money, then the old birthday star really wanted to die.

Jia Amnesty felt that he was old-fashioned and quick-witted, and he tried to find out the depth of the owner behind the beauty cave with one move.When the servants from the auction came over with wrapped jade lion carvings, Ru kiln vases, etc., and asked for money, they played according to their own "play" and touched the empty purses.

"Uncle," Jia Zhen took a deep breath, singing along with Jia She, reminding Jia She that because he knew the rules of the Beauty Cave, the servant did not bring him, but only a few grooms and guards, and Qian always let the servant body.

"That's right, I see you don't care about things, go and call your managers over." After Jia Amnesty finished speaking, he glanced at the little manager of the auction: "What are you looking at, slave? I, Marquis Jia En, will renege on my debts? Go and get your managers over." Call!"

After a while, he was in charge, and after hearing what Jia She said, he sent someone to follow him back to Jia's house to get the money. He couldn't help but admire his boss even more, and said with a low eyebrow, "I'm too worried about Mr. She, how dare the servants despise Mr. She. I can't do such a shameless overlord's behavior, so I don't need to send someone to follow, it seems that the shop doesn't trust you. But after all, in business, if it's convenient for you, leave a note in duplicate, and then you can send someone The accountant can write off the account."

"..." Jia She took a deep breath and said with a smile, "That's fine too. I, Jia Enhou, don't talk about being in the dandy circle, I pay attention to face. Even if I am in the officialdom now, I must cherish my feathers."

Jia Zhen lowered her head, not daring to look at his uncle's face.

Half an hour later, Jia Amnesty had already boarded the return carriage, and asked Jia Zhen, "Is there no one following?"

Jia Zhen nodded nervously, moved away from her buttocks without a trace, and sat at the door, so as not to be harmed innocently by the gunfire.

Looking at Jia She's black face, Cui Yu didn't know why, so he asked cautiously: "Why are you unhappy, didn't you buy some antiques?"

The steward's attitude is as friendly as seeing the God of Wealth.

"Antique, sister! Don't mess with me!" Jia Amnesty took out an IOU signed with his name, crumpled it up and threw it at Cui Yu: "I didn't expect that I would be hacked one day, just for fun!"

Cui Yu looked confusedly at Jia Zhen who had been hiding away for a long time, unfolded the ball of paper, and immediately stiffened all over. After a long silence, he turned around and said, "You...you...eight...eight..."

"Didn't you just buy a three-bad thing for 8 taels!" Jia She rolled his eyes: "I'm even more angry with the owner behind the scenes, who the hell is so shameless and ignorant of the rules?"

"I have to copy this store!"

"Uncle, you're being a bit unreasonable. This is a business of your own accord." Jia Zhen said weakly, "Some of those games are really exciting and fun."

"When you lose an arm or a leg, let's talk about whether it's fun or not!" Jia She slapped his fan and looked sideways at Cui Yu while calming himself down: "Have you found any useful clues?"

"There are no clues to the murder case, but these people really ignore life and treat human life like nothing. They should be rectified and searched." Cui Yu said with a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Cut!" Jia Amnesty rolled his eyes, calmed down by now, and said contemptuously: "The big guy behind the scenes, I can't rule out the possibility of being as stupid as Uncle Chen Guo, but it's clear that even my Jia family is not afraid, and still Afraid that you are a little Shuntian governor? Don't tell the emperor, he..."

Jia Amnesty's words froze suddenly, and he felt a ray of wisdom suddenly appear in his mind.May I ask, is there anyone in the world who is not afraid of the emperor and can break a jar?

Except for the prince who fell from the clouds into the dust and was deposed, only the second highness called the bald prince remained.

Because for him, there is no possibility of anything getting worse.

I lost the position of crown prince, and the crown princess's mother's family was involved in the struggle for succession, and had been exiled from the border. The crown princess died of depression, and his maternal ancestral family was sparsely populated, and the direct blood line was gone; Apart from the political resources of blood and in-law bonds, half of the rest of the Donggong team were arranged by the Taixing Emperor in the past. After the crown prince was abolished, they left each other a long time ago.The remaining half are just a few scholars, what can they do?Even if there are people in the court who support the concept of the eldest son, is there still a possibility of re-establishing the prince who has been deposed?

The deposed prince was miserable, even his eldest daughter missed the flowering period, and the marriage has not been settled until now.

Between the two people in the carriage, Jia She's complexion changed from red to white, from white to blue, and the combination of blue and white finally turned black into the bottom of the pot, and he couldn't help but look worried.

Cui Yu immediately asked, "Enhou, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Jia She looked back and stared at Cui Yu, and sneered, raised his hand and took the IOU from the hand, kneaded it into a ball again, and threw it to Jia Zhen: "Tomorrow night, I will ask the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to bring money." Looking for you, you can pay it back for me, I won’t go.”

Others don't know, but he, Jia She, has experienced it once.Knowing that apart from the conflict between the monarch and the minister, the father and son of the Tian family also have the heart knot of partiality between the father and the son.

He, Jia Enhou, would not like to pretend to be a ghost in front of Li Kui, and bet on his own little face with the emperor's son.

"Uncle, don't you smash it?" Jia Zhen took the IOU and looked suspiciously at Jia Amnesty who suddenly changed her attitude.

"Smash what, you make me sound like a bully." Jia She snorted coldly, and glanced at Cui Yu out of the corner of his eye, fearing that people would be suspicious of his attitude, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Isn't it the voluntary business you said? Besides, a gentleman Ten years is not too late for revenge!"

"Hmph!" Jia Amnesty served the tea to himself, angrily said, "By the way, it's too late tonight, I..."

"Lord Cui," Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, as if forced by the situation, and said, "I know you said there will be a curfew, and I must set an example. We don't know the city, so go directly to Zhuangzi."

"Then excuse me." Cui Yu glanced at Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen gave up: "Master Cui is polite, it's okay. But just one thing, it's not me, but my father who is in charge of this Zhuangzi. He loves Taoism, it's okay to make alchemy and then blow up an alchemy furnace or something. In case he falls asleep at night, listen to it." I didn’t even hear it.”

Cui Yu: "..."

"It's okay, don't worry, I will cuddle Brother Jing to sleep at night, Brother Jing will not only enjoy it, the bed is so comfortable, but also tell bedtime stories."

Cui Yu's face turned green, and he stared at Jia Amnesty in a daze, always feeling that one must learn what it means to be cautious in speech.Do younger brothers use clinging to sleep to describe brotherhood?

Jia Zhen's pantothenic acid: "I've never been treated to bedtime stories."

"Would you like to tell you ghost stories, so that you dare not sleep alone since you were a child?"

"Take me to catch a bird, but let me be a bird with feathers!"

"........."

Upon arriving at Zhuangzi, Jia Amnesty signaled Jia Zhen to arrange Cui Yu and the waiting captors, went to the main courtyard by herself, and broke into Jia Jing's room.

Just sent away a princess in women's clothes, and finally ushered in the devil of the world, Jia Jing was expressionless: "Why don't you sleep at night?"

"You didn't sleep either?"

"I'm mad at you."

Jia She looked suspiciously at Jia Jing, who was neatly dressed, and signaled the servants to go down. Immediately, his eyes were fascinated, and he looked Jia Jing up and down with scrutiny. His eyes were fixed on his pair of dusty boots, and he frowned. Picking, said: "I remember that there is a secret road leading to the inner city in this courtyard!" This was built by the last emperor of the previous dynasty for his favorite concubine. Apart from being luxurious, he probably also realized that his life was not long, so it was built in the garden of the main courtyard. There is a secret passage.This was discovered when Jia Jing took him to hide and seek.

"That's right." Jia Jing's expression remained calm: "Oh, tomorrow is the fifteenth day, you have to go up early, right? What are you going to say to me? You know the way, go back by yourself. Still waiting for me to carry the lantern for you?"

"Ah!" There will be a grand court meeting tomorrow? !

"What's it called?" Jia Jing frowned: "It sounds awful."

"It's not me!" Jia Amnesty hid behind Jia Jing in fright, "Listen, someone is still calling."

Hearing the extremely shrill and shrill screams outside - "Ah, there is a ghost!" Jia Jing silently squeezed the fly whisk in his hand and walked out.