Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Seeing the red-eyed servants of the Jia family helping Jia She into the villa, the originally closed door seemed to follow the Lord, and made a "bang" sound with the mountain wind, as if roaring at everyone.

Everyone outside the village was shocked. Now that the gate is open, no one dares to take a step forward.Almost everyone was in a trance, without recovering from their senses, staring blankly at the bloody dagger in the setting sun, at the bright red blood on the ground, and then constantly confused themselves——

How did things get to such an out-of-control ground?

This is for people to inherit the academy, not for them to invade people's property.

Could it be that they did something wrong?

This Jia family is too proud and too unreasonable to make trouble.

They were obviously very angry and came to discuss a solution to the problem.

The Sixth Prince glanced at the blood-stained dagger on the ground, his eyes were heavy, and the cold light from the sharp blade of the dagger made the blood on the tip of the knife even more scarlet.

That blood color is really blood red!

It's blood!

But this is obviously a blood bag that was born because those dudes were punished at the right time - no longer afraid of the strict father, a thin piece of sticking to the fart and buttocks, to keep your skin bruised and bloody.

The sixth prince knew that his chest was on fire, but even if he pointed at the dagger and said it was blood or fake, it didn't match his usual image. How could someone like him, who was obsessed with academics, know these heresies?Secondly, because of the yelling of the Jia family servant, not only the Jia family guards lined up in a murderous spirit, but also the people in the surrounding farms were also angry. The two sides confronted each other, and the scene got out of control—

"You killed the general!"

"As long as you shitty scholars have integrity, don't those of us who have broken through mountains of swords and seas of swords understand righteousness?!"

"The life of your mountain chief is precious? Your last wish is important? How much blood our general has shed for the country, the Duke of Rongfu still saved him and died!"

"Disgraceful! I am a Juren!"

"Don't get angry!"

"You are such a powerful Juren, when I killed Kou, you didn't know where to drink milk!"

"The sixth prince..."

Seeing that the dispute started, the guards of the Jia family and others ignored their officials and went directly to the teachers and students of Qingbei Academy. The two sides lost their composure and cursed. He ruthlessly pinched the tender flesh in his palm, tried his best to return rationally, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.Jia Enhou dared to touch porcelain with death, unless there was a way to convince his father that the Jia family was self-respecting and had the intention of rebelling, otherwise the partial emperor would definitely favor the Jia family.

And he, even if he has thousands of reasons, he can't compare to the word partiality!

The sixth prince wanted to scold his mother for a moment, how could there be such a bitch as Jia Enhou.

Jia Amnesty, who had already been escorted to the main house, wanted to secretly raise his eyelids to look at his respectful brother, but he sneezed uncontrollably.

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the room.

Taking a deep breath, Jia Jing's livid face turned even blacker, but he broke the silence first, and said, "Jia Enhou, don't you have a brain?"

"I ate nuts to make up my brain." Jia She heard the echo, opened his eyes in a flash, stood up, aggrieved: "I'm working so hard, but you still attack me."

"Did you think about it when you wiped your own neck with a knife?" Jia Jing snapped, but when he turned around, he saw the bloody bandage tied around his neck, his pale face, and couldn't help sighing, sitting on the edge of the bed , and said in a harmonious voice: "Brother knows, you are for the Jia family, but also for me and Zhen'er. We can sit together and think about the solution. You came here unexpectedly. At that time, we were all frightened. soul."

He originally wanted to fight a protracted war, regardless of whether he came from a Taoist temple or a place other than Fang, he entered the Taoist school back then, but he had passed the examination and had a Taoist certificate.Besides, Zhuangzi is self-sufficient, if it is impossible, he can still follow the secret path.

This kind of thing was obviously planned by someone behind the scenes, and he immediately became distraught, so he didn't even allow it to fall into his hands.It is better to drag it first.As the saying goes, endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, wait a few days, months, years, and kill him alive.

This is the way to hide needles in the cotton.

"But no matter how you think about it, there is something more morally persuasive than saying "everyone is dead" and "last words." Jia She shed tears of grievance, buried her head in Jia Jing's arms, and cried: "In the morning, I love you. The emperor's uncle said to let you accept it first, don't let this good academy make a mess of smoke, he... he is the emperor after all, I dare not refuse. But he is not so domineering when he is the emperor, and the mastermind behind the scenes is so disgusting, To inherit the academy, Zhen'er needs to wear sackcloth and filial piety. Treat that dilapidated academy as the throne!"

"That's right, I don't even want the throne, it's disgusting."

Jia She, who was sobbing, paused for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced at Jia Jing: "Brother, I seem to have listened to you just now?"

"Well, well, what a grown-up is still crying."

"I'm angry and... and a little scared, afraid that if I shake my hand, I'll cut my throat in the wrong place."

"Pfft." Situ Yu, who went back to the palace and changed his clothes, intending to stand up for the Ning Mansion, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Tsk tsk, you even dare to mention Taixing Emperor as an example, and now you are so cowardly?"

He arrived in time and did not miss Jia She's domineering words and deeds.

Jia Amnesty heard another low and bewildering tone, took a deep breath, pushed Jia Jing away, and looked up into the room.When I turned my head to go behind him, I saw a person standing beside the clothes hanger beside the bed.

one person!

A person wearing an apricot yellow suit with a soaring four-clawed little golden dragon painted on his chest!

Situ Jin held the airs of the prince, and his words were straight and round, and he paused every word: "Jia Qing, long time no see."

"what--"

Jia Amnesty screamed in a daze, then pulled Jia Jing's hair casually, hit him when he saw someone wave his hand, hurriedly pulled the quilt back into the bed: "Yes... yes... it's true, no... no Am I dreaming?"

Jia Jing glanced at Jia Amnesty with sideways eyes, suppressing his anger: "You are also real, you are that little coward, how many times have I told you that I feel like I am pinching my face in a dream, and if my face is reluctant, I will pinch my thigh!"

What kind of problem is it, it will torture him.

Facing the elder brother who was rolling over his body like Mount Tai and started to roll up his sleeves, Jia Amnesty, a good woman and man who seemed about to be ravaged, held the brocade quilt tightly with both hands, and said weakly: "But I will hurt. Hit me." On my younger brother, the pain is on your uncle's heart. Isn't that what you said when you stopped my father? Wouldn't it be useless if it were on you? It's on my body, it's on your heart. "

Jia Jing: "..." Where is the impoverished whisk!

Situ Yu, who was watching silently, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and cast his eyes on Jia Jing in disgust. Is this the legendary brotherhood?

If his brother and friend were respectful, then he would say something like this - "Imperial brother, they are all useless. Father beat you, and I wish I could bear it for you?"

After thinking about it for a while, Situ Jin didn't even bother to assume his younger brother's answer anymore, he just felt that he was in the whole body at the moment!Goosebumps all over my body!He would rather fight to the death with those enemies and brothers.

Facing Situ Yu's treacherous eyes, Jia Jing restrained the desire and desire to beat each other violently, tried to take a deep breath, regained his usual calm and calm look, and said, "Think about how to solve the follow-up, and say, you still have to deal with it." What did you do?"

Anyway, he came from a military family, and he has also been familiar with the 36 tactics of war, and knows the truth that soldiers are precious and fast.However, Jia She raised his brows, rolled his eyes left and right, and looked at Jia Jing with a hesitant look on his face, the prince who should not appear but seemed to appear a bit reasonable.Not explain one to him?

Jia Jing said succinctly: "Think he doesn't exist. Anyway, he and your political line will not coincide. You should be a pure minister, right?"

Jia Amnesty expressed his intention to hit someone for this reason, but he couldn't, at least the prince seemed to be a little more humane, and explained with a smile: "He wants to let Gu come here to relax for the sake of being a good uncle of yours. "

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty nodded, indicating that he accepted the statement, and began to answer the previous question.

How could he not be stupid, he was naturally well prepared to kill him.

"I wrote to my friends and let them all go to the largest theater troupe in the capital—Laixi Troupe." Jia She said, with a smirk: "Look at the latest "The Weasel Repays Grace". Then other The four major troupes will also sing this play at the same time." He, Jia Amnesty, gained his reputation without hesitating, and he has been fascinated by the methods of spreading rumors over time.If you can't grasp the hearts of Shilin scholars, then you can firmly grasp the reputation of ordinary people.

"By the way, there is an urgent need to add drama and arrange music. I asked the steward to go to Ningfu for reimbursement." Jia She cried poorly: "I spent 8 taels to visit the Beauty Cave at night for business. Tell me, I can ask Cui Qingtian for reimbursement." No? I’m doing this for the country and the people, but the result is good! I don’t know who passed it on to the emperor’s uncle and directly deducted my monthly money. I must copy the beauty cave and make those people cry!”

After finishing speaking, Jia Amnesty glanced at the expression of the prince, then with tears in his eyes, he looked at Jia Jing fixedly: "Brother, my brother is really poor and I can't help it. I only have one tael of silver a day. My life is terrible." How can I live! I am so poor that I dare not even have a poached egg for a meal."

Jia Jing was not moved at all.Even if he has entered the Tao, he still knows the prices outside.What's more, he helped his great-uncle and grand-uncle's private house to settle the estate, and his uncle-grandmother gave him 10 taels just for running errands.

Money is a thing!

"How much does it cost?" Situ Yu said with pity on his face: "Tsk tsk, looking at the wronged one, Gu can't bear to see the beauty cry."

"Not much, just 10 taels."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Situ Yu gasped and questioned himself: "Has it been too long since I've been out?"

"Look, the fees for jumping in line due to favors, emergency screenwriting rehearsal fees, popular actresses, the four big playboys, etc. The expenses of running away from home and skipping classes to attend banquets..." Jia She counted them one by one, with reason and evidence: " And I ask the emperor uncle to keep silent."

"Emperor Taixing agrees with you to act like this?" Situ Yu felt that he couldn't do it, and his heart was ashamed. He picked up this comparison, right?

"I... I gave the money, 9 taels!" Jia She said eloquently, "Do you really think I got the nickname Su Jing for nothing?"

Situ Yu felt like he was going crazy!

"I, Marquis Jia En, never shed tears in vain!" Jia She raised his head, like a little rooster who just won a battle, extremely proud.

"You can think so thoroughly?" Jia Jing ignored the prince who was leaning on the hanger and grinding his teeth angrily, and pointed to the point rationally and objectively: "Who arranged this big show for you?"