Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

It is said that when Jia She and Cui Yu were on the road day and night, Emperor Taixing and the others were not idle, especially the prince who was the first to know the secret of the "twins".

In view of the slight palpitations in his mind now, the prince made more efforts to investigate.So within two days after Cui Yu left, the beam of a school dormitory in the Imperial College was broken in the middle of the night because of years of disrepair, the house was spanned, and then it was a holiday.As Cui Yu's apprentice, the Jia family must take care of Cui Chengyan, a child whose father is away on business.

Rao Cui Chengyan's thousands of words can't match the "Children's Group". He was held by Jia Lian with his left hand and Jia Qiang with his right hand. Jia Rong threw himself into his arms and was invited to Jia's house as a guest.

On the first night of Cui Chengyan's arrival at Jia's house, the crown prince came up with a trick to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix, and got the Ping An Fu jade pendant that Cui Chengyan was carrying.Compared with Jia Zhen who came into contact with the jade pendant and did not want to do anything other than "poor", after all, the prince was influenced by the power struggle of the political parties, plus the bloodless palace battles and recently read countless storybook legends in order to support his family. Once he got it, He subconsciously bit his finger and dripped his own blood on the jade pendant.

Jia Jing, who was woken up in the middle of the night and went to Jia's house to be a gentleman on the beam, watched this scene silently, wiped his face that was chilled by the cold wind, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the room first, is it okay?"

"Look, blood!" The prince wronged and raised his hand with the bright red blood beads in front of Jia Jing, "Blood, it hurts so much."

"...You can bite yourself!" Jia Jing couldn't hold back: "Situ Yu, I dare to ask you what you think. Your first reaction is to bite my hand and bleed?"

"Isn't it because I have read too much about the story of Xiuxian Feisheng recently?" The prince said, looking at the palm of his right hand holding the jade pendant, watching the jade pendant mercilessly rejecting his blood, and the blood flowed down the gap Flowing slowly, he smiled and replied: "Besides, you are not a believer."

Jia Jing stared blankly at the man in front of him with bright eyes, bright eyes, shining like stars.Although it was pitch black at this moment, only the lighting lanterns at the corners of the eaves swayed a few flames in the cold winter wind, and the light emitted was extremely weak.But he suddenly felt that he could see very clearly.

This kind of clarity surpassed their identities. Situ Jin was not a prince, but an old man.

Jia Jing's eyes flickered, and he came to a firm conclusion—well, the old man will flirt with another old man.

In the blink of an eye, the crown prince has exerted his many years of cultivation, keenly noticed the change in Jia Jing's expression, tried his best to pinch his bloodless fingers, squeezed out a trace of blood, and said again: "Blood , it hurts!"

While talking, the prince fantasized about all kinds of comforting words in his heart. Of course, if it is the same as in the storybook, um, it seems that the tongue is good for stopping the bleeding.

Jia Jing silently looked at the prince whose complexion changed back and forth, raised his hand silently, took the pair of naked, exposed, somewhat cold right hands, and dragged him back to his room without hesitation.

Jia Amnesty was not at home, and Yu's staff members were weak and sick. They were afraid of the cold in summer and wore fox furs, and even more afraid of the cold in winter. They had no energy to take care of the children at all.So these children are now living in Ningguo Mansion.

His old man wants to go home, so he can wear whatever clothes he wants when he comes home.

Jia Jing showed up and ordered the steward to prepare the wound medicine, and then saw the prince who was so unhappy and slapped the table: "Sit down, I'll give you the medicine."

"Not interesting." The prince said, and sat down without hesitation.

"Can fun be eaten?" Jia Jing frowned, and said in a cold voice, "You're getting better and better. If the jade pendant has no other use, remember to replace it, you know?"

"Ah."

"Don't be so, I..." Jia Jing looked at the prince who was still downcast, and thought that he had read Qianjiao's masterpiece, and sighed: "Shall I weave a bow for your fingers? My Qianjiao Jiaowan spoils the little princess?"

As soon as the words fell, the prince felt his heart beating violently as if he was about to tear his chest open and run out.When I came back to my senses in a trance, I saw that I had already knitted it on my fingers.

Edit, okay? !

Taking a deep breath, the prince calmed down his heartbeat like a war drum, and said aggrieved, "I didn't see it, you're going to dismantle it and remake it."

Jia Jing stared blankly.

The prince's eyes did not budge.

After a while, Jia Jing was the first to lose the battle, "Sure, look carefully, and go to bed after weaving."

"Okay." The prince stretched out his hand happily, and made a request: "Create a nicer, smaller butterfly."

Jia Jing took a deep breath, wrapped the prince's index finger with a bandage and said jokingly, "Not only will I make it up for you, but I'll draw a picture for you, how about it?"

"Draw!"

"I……"

Seeing Jia Jing bursting into anger and looking like he was about to blow his hair, the prince did not stop, and said solemnly: "It's too late now, I'm going to bed, I promise you can draw again tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, the prince's eyes suddenly brightened, and he took out the Ping Anfu jade pendant that he had hidden in his sleeve before, fixed his eyes on the worn chain, and said, "Jia Jing, that's not right, this red rope weaving Is the chain a little thicker? Doesn’t the old monk Wuhui claim to be of the same quality?”

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Emperor Taixing, who received the secret report, silently skipped over his family's already wonderful prince and Jia Jing. The two were called investigations. In fact, they paid attention to the final result.

From the red rope chain, he took out a long and thin yellowed note. Although the handwriting on it was blurred, it was still recognizable as the birth date.

As for the notch, it is not called notch. After textual research by the Imperial Academy and the Court of Concierge, it is a Buddhist Sanskrit symbol to ensure safety.

Therefore, naturally you can't run away from the temple, let alone the monks.

Thus, there was the previous scene where Emperor Taixing threatened with a dagger.

Emperor Taixing looked at Master Wuhui, who was still smiling kindly, without changing his expression, and asked, "What else do you have to say?"

"Benefactor, how can you make a conclusion based on the token?" After finishing speaking, Master Wuhui hurriedly said again: "Don't touch the dagger, don't touch the dagger. The poor monk... didn't want to hear about it back then, but he heard that there was still a token. "

Emperor Taixing's eyes were extremely cold, with a murderous intent, he looked straight at Master Wuhui: "Wuhui!"

Facing the emperor's furious anger, Wu Hui turned serious, and said seriously, "Almsgiver, how can you know that it is not a blessing if you lose your horse? Even if my Buddha is merciful, just like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once made a great vow-to save all living beings, Fang Zheng Bodhi; Hell is not empty, vowed not to become a Buddha, but he can not cross the emperor. Because the emperor's words and deeds affect thousands of karma. The emperor is a wise king, who can benefit tens of thousands of people in an instant, but the Buddha can only be one A person with predestined relationship."

After finishing speaking, Master Wu Hui secretly glanced at the emperor beside him from the corner of his eye, and said, "Another more commonplace way of saying it? Most likely, this catastrophe is a great mission from the heavens. As a human being, you must first suffer from it, and work hard." Its muscles and bones starve its body and skin, cut its body and walk in vain, and its actions do not interfere with its actions, so it is tempting to be patient, and it has benefited what it can't do. People persevere in their mistakes, and then they can correct them. Trapped in the heart, weighed in worries, and then act It is characterized by color, pronounced by sound, and then used as a metaphor. When you enter, you will be helpless, and if you leave, you will be invincible to foreign patients.

Hearing the ups and downs of endorsement sounded in his ears, Emperor Taixing twitched the corners of his mouth, moved his dagger closer, and pointed to the point in a concise and concise way: "Don't talk nonsense, where are the tokens?"

He wants to listen to the sound of the endorsement, not his grandson!Don't know how to look at your beautiful courtiers, but listen to an old monk talking nonsense.

But what the old monk said was "heart-warming" as always-the majesty of the emperor is even more majestic than Buddhism.

Upon hearing this, Master Wuhui heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately put on a cowardly expression: "Since the poor monk can't save him, he will naturally go with them."

After this catastrophe, the dragon spirit of this dynasty flourishes, and the national fortune is prosperous.

Min, Yun, also.

Goodness goodness!

It's okay to be threatened, even to kill him.

Hmm... no!

The old monk still wanted to live for a few more years. Master Wu Hui thought hard about the past, and the memories of that scene flashed in his mind, and said: "Benefactor, the poor monk remembered it, and there are fingerprints. Yes, yes, Fingerprints!"

"Accomplice!" Emperor Taixing cursed angrily, and then asked with undisguised nervousness and excitement, "Fingerprints? Where are they?"

Fingerprints are recognizable to the naked eye, and have been used as evidence for signatures since ancient times.Moreover, there have been many judicial practice proofs in the past dynasties, and some people have launched investigations on this and wrote books and biographies.Now this situation can be used as ironclad evidence.From birth to death, the fingerprints of a person are the same. The number, position and structure of the papillae on the fingerprint will be exactly the same from the beginning to the end. The only changes are the size and the gap.

"Giving...the benefactor..." Master Wuhui smiled wryly: "The poor monk really doesn't know, after all, for the monks..."

Seeing Emperor Taixing's face as black as coal, Master Wuhui hurriedly said: "Why don't you send someone to overturn the Guoqing Temple, poor monk... poor monk pays for the rebuilding?"

Hearing this, Emperor Taixing sneered, cut the dagger at Master Wuhui's finger with his backhand, and pointed at the man's cassock and cassock with the tip of the knife, and said: "Your words are not proven, you sign and draw for me, I don't mind blood books .”

Master Wu Hui looked at the gurgling blood and nodded hastily.After all, Mingjun's subordinates have a better life, only cut a little skin and bleed a little.

Emperor Taixing looked at Master Wuhui, who rolled his eyes, and wanted to vent his anger, and even wanted to exterminate the family in a heartless and ungrateful manner.It can say a thousand words.It was his own backyard fire after all.

I don't have the guts to blame others.

But he is capricious as the emperor.

When the matter here is over, the temple has been built for a long time anyway, so send this group of people to Nanyang to fight against some kind of angel over there, and they are not allowed to come back if they win.

The conversation was divided into two parts, and there was new progress in the capital city—the fingerprints of the fourth prince's brother, but the investigation by the group in Anquan County had reached a "deadlock".

A total of nine people in the county met the two clues.

The origins of the other eight have all been checked, and there are traces to follow, at least three generations can be checked up to the founding of the country.

Well, there's one Choi Woo left.

Cui Yu's father can stand the investigation, and Cui Yu's mother is completely "rumoured".

It is said that it was bought from a rich family in Lin County, but there is no such rich family at all;

That's all...

Jia Amnesty watched Cui Yu blankly looking through the pile of case files from the crack of the door, as if he wanted to find the "fish that slipped through the net" from the pile of case files, and sighed silently.Although the spy did not guard against the old farmers in the village and showed some clues, he was still quite capable.I recovered a few embroidered handkerchiefs that Cui Yu's mother used to subsidize the family.

In these years, embroidery is also somewhat particular and inherited.

No matter how well it is concealed, this embroidery technique is the technique of the capital city - palace embroidery. The embroidery thread is brightly colored and the shape is dignified and stable.Among them, there is a pair of embroidered handkerchiefs given to Cui Yu's Enlightenment Master and his mother as a birthday gift.

Not to mention that Cui Yu has shown himself off, his mother cooks really well.

Faced with such ironclad evidence, I still don't want to admit it. I really want to tell a little secret.

Jia Amnesty thought for a while, then walked into the study, took out the case file in Cui Yu's hand, and slammed the table: "Cui Yu, reality is reality, and it's not that you cut off your kindness to your parents. Wouldn't it be nice for more people to care about you and love you? You've been checking up all day and all night, so take a break, okay?"

I also said that those who are lonely and lonely, don't understand grandparents.

In the future, if the ancestors are recognized and returned to the clan, the great-grandfather will be able to have a proper life.

Cui Yu's eyes were bloodshot, he looked up at Jia She, and took a deep breath: "My head is in a mess right now, let me be alone."

"No, I'll just sit and watch you. Look at the situation now." Jia Amnesty took out a small mirror from his arms and handed it to Cui Yu: "Look at the haggard face, the beard is sloppy, the eyes are dull, and the complexion is dark." Huang, black forehead, greasy hair, sour body..."

"..." Cui Yu looked at the glasses, and then listened to the description in his ears, feeling that his nerves that had been tense all the time were completely broken, and looked up at Jia She, with extremely deep eyes.

"En." Jia She stopped the description of tired adjectives in his mind, bowed his head, feeling that he had a unique "brother" demeanor, rare and stable, raised his hand and gently patted Cui Yu's back, and said, "Actually. , I feel that I can understand your feelings a little bit, but you are much better than me. At least the love your parents gave you before was sincere and sincere. Like me, I thought my father was strict before, and I My mother is kind and gentle, although my younger siblings are fighting a little bit, they are still a harmonious family. Even if my mother favors the prudish one, I am his eldest son after all, right?"

"But sometimes family affection and power are intertwined, and it will be different." Jia Shechang sighed: "For the outside world, my father is really a hero and general, but he has been guarding outside for many years, even if he returns to Beijing later. , and most of them are in the military camp. Only when I get into trouble every time, he will pay more attention to me, teach me to scold me and beat me, sometimes I... my uncle persuades me..."

Seeing Jia She's subconsciously rubbing his face, Cui Yu's eyes became darker, and the resentment quickly flashed across.

Here, Jia She suppressed the bitterness in his heart, skipped the criticism of his father, and talked about the main point: "Actually, my father is fine, but my mother, speaking of it, maybe I didn't grow up beside him, maybe It’s not suffering from scarcity but inequality, maybe it’s…”

Jia Amnesty thought for a while, chuckled, and concluded solemnly: "She is a master of house fighting."

"So, when I knew her true heart and all the secret methods of the head of the house, I was confused for half a month, and finally..." When he died, he wanted to drag her precious son and grandson to die together, Pull everyone to die together!

Thinking of the ending of his previous life, Jia She felt that there was an evil villain in his heart laughing wildly, but when he turned his eyes and looked at Cui Yu, who was silent and had a deep expression, he suddenly became sober, sniffed and looked at him. Cui Yu, pretending to be helpless, said, "Why aren't you curious?"

He even exposed his scars to help Cui Yu reshape his three views!

No matter what, Cui Yu's adoptive parents are serious and love him as a child!

"I..." Facing Jia She's concerned expression, Cui Yu lowered his head, looked at the file on the table with his eyes dull and out of focus, and answered with force: "I'm curious, I'm not curious, the fact The truth can never be hidden."

The only thing that can be concealed is the heart that cannot be expressed in words.

"One always has to look forward."

"That's right!" Upon hearing this, Jia Amnesty immediately nodded his head heavily, handed over Pai Cui Yu's shoulders, with an attitude of brother and sister, and even a hint of excitement in his words: "Yes, we must look forward. You The future is sure to be bright.”

Hohohoho, before Cui Yu recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan, he first gets a taste of the prince's dragon spirit.

After all, he was not as bold as brother Jing to beat the prince.

Cui Yu looked at the hand on his shoulder, it was white and jade-like compared to the first time he saw it, although it is still jade-like now, but unknowingly bears some scars and faint calluses.

Maybe he is the heir of the Jia family.

Probably the IQs of the two generations of the Jia family are all in his mind, so that he can use another way to help the Jia family rectify one or two.

Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Cui Yu changed to a "sensible" way to comfort himself, thinking about it, and finally he couldn't help smiling. He mentioned his life experience for the first time, and asked in a joking tone: "Tell me If I recognize my ancestors and return to my family, according to the law, the Jia family can share [-]% of my property, right?"

Jia She was in a trance, and looked at Cui Yu dumbfounded: "You...you...you have changed your painting style too...too quickly, right?"